[Urban] Fallen Police (Complete) - 4-6

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The Fallen Policeman (2) Chapter 4

A peaceful period. Until the auxiliary police officers under my command arrested a group of cadres gambling at the State Taxation Bureau.

We regular police officers knew trouble was coming. They all left the police station and turned off their cell phones and pagers. Let the calls pleading for leniency ring in the empty office. I also lazily left the police station and let the auxiliary police officers deal with the arrested gamblers themselves.

Walking on the street, I felt a little uncomfortable. It turned out that I was still wearing my police uniform. I took off my coat and hat.

I started thinking about where to spend this hot summer.

My phone rang. It turned out that Zhang Zheng, the owner of Xinxinlou, invited me to play cards. That's good. I thought of Xinxinlou and that girl from Jiangsu, Xiaofei. My heart started itching again. I waved and hailed a taxi and rushed over.

Zhang Zheng and I share the same surname. In our words, we are from the same family. He is generous and open-minded, at least in front of me. His older brother was also my high school classmate, and we were very close, so naturally, Zhang Zheng and I became best friends as well. We were especially relaxed and comfortable hanging out at his Xinxin Restaurant. Of course, I also helped him with many issues related to both the legal and illegal worlds.

I believe that true, stable friendships are built on this foundation of mutual benefit.

When the waiter led me into the private room, Zhang Zheng was already waiting inside with two middle-aged men. Zhang Zheng introduced them to me: one was Liu Yanghe, the head of the prison administration department of the city prison, and the other was Liu Yanghe's cousin, Xiang Chengpeng. I immediately knew that this event had a special purpose. Sure enough, after playing for a short time, Xiang Chengpeng lost more than three thousand yuan. Then he suggested that everyone have dinner together.

Besides fine wine and delicious food, dinner wouldn't be complete without beautiful women. Zhang Zheng seemed to know what I was thinking and arranged for Xiao Fei to sit at my table. This made me feel much better.

Last time the lighting wasn't good, so I couldn't appreciate Xiao Fei properly, but this time I wouldn't miss the opportunity. Under the bright lights, I could see that Xiao Fei's attire today was particularly elegant. She possessed a pure innocence after all the artifice had been washed away. Her long, beautiful hair cascaded casually over her milky-white dress. Her bright eyes, framed by her delicate oval face, gazed at me with tender affection. Her lovely red lips parted slightly, seemingly flaunting their beauty. She looked exactly like a pure girl deeply in love. I stared at her, mesmerized by the sensual pleasures of the previous encounter, completely oblivious to the fact that Xiao Fei was such a beauty.

Zhang Zheng and the others noticed my lapse in composure and exchanged knowing glances. Although I was captivated by Xiao Fei's allure, my years of professional training had instilled in me a keen awareness that prevented me from missing their reactions. "Well, let's see what you're up to."

After several rounds of drinks, a bottle of sake was empty. Zhang Zheng coughed, and I knew the real topic was about to emerge.

Sure enough, Liu Yanghe bluntly told me that his cousin, Xiang Chengpeng, planned to open a large arcade in my jurisdiction, which, of course, would include some pornographic games and gambling machines. He hoped I could do some work to smooth things over, essentially acting as a protector. In exchange, I could receive 20,000 yuan upfront and also own 20% of the shares.

This kind of power-for-money exchange has become a fixed set of rules. As far as I know, people in other jurisdictions, including the city's criminal investigation team, do this. There's a "Super Dinosaur" arcade in my jurisdiction that does the same thing; its backer is my former superior, Political Commissar Meng of the city bureau. Political Commissar Meng has even hinted that I should give him preferential treatment. I'm well aware of these rules. But I also have my own principles. I indulge in eating, drinking, entertainment, gambling, and prostitution, but I will never accept bribes. Perhaps that's a bit outdated in this era. But I'm very satisfied with my current income and life. I know the saying "too much of a good thing."

I clearly refused, and the scene immediately became awkward. Zhang Zheng also seemed somewhat at a loss. I pulled Xiaofei into my arms, smiled, and said, "I really enjoy fine wine and beautiful women. I won't take money or a share. But I'd like to make more friends. Just keep your shop running; I guarantee there won't be any trouble. I'll let you know in advance if there are any plans from above. I just hope you won't refuse to help me in the future."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiang Chengpeng hurriedly said, "How could we? Director Zhang, we can't let you do our work for nothing."

I said nonchalantly, "I'll thank you for your support of my brother Zhang's business in the future. Brother Zhang is my best friend. His business is my business."

Zhang Zheng immediately beamed; I gave him plenty of face, making him feel very honored. He quickly said, "Director Liu, I told you long ago, Director Zhang and I have a great relationship. No problem."

Everyone laughed.

Xiaofei leaned on my shoulder, gently picking food for me, looking like a little bird nestled against me. I also put my arm around her waist and stroked her slender waist.

Seeing our intimate behavior, Xiang Chengpeng suddenly asked me, "Director Zhang, no, Brother Zhang, these days everyone with a bit of a reputation has a mistress. Do you have a few on the side?"

Hearing this, Xiao Fei also looked at me with a hint of nervousness. I laughed.

"I don't even have a wife, where would I get a mistress? Don't believe me? Ask Zhang Zheng. He knows my business best."

Zhang Zheng was currently groping a woman. Hearing this, I quickly said, "Yes, yes, my Brother Zhang has high standards, I don't even have a girlfriend yet. Let alone a mistress."

Xiang Chengpeng said, "Then Brother Zhang won't have anyone to warm his feet at night. Here's what I'm saying, Brother Zhang, if you see a woman you like, just tell me, and I'll arrange something for you. Brother Zhang works hard, I want to help you with some things."

I knew in my heart that he was uneasy about not accepting my gifts, but how could I give him a chance to find fault with me? Of course, I politely declined.

After we had eaten and drunk our fill, Xiao Fei took me back to the same private room as before. Seeing that I had drunk quite a bit, Xiaofei considerately made me a strong cup of tea. She helped me lie down on the massage bed, which, despite being called a massage bed, was almost as big as my double bed in the dorm. Xiaofei undressed me, neatly folding my police uniform, hat, pistol, handcuffs, and other belongings beside the bed. Then, with a very graceful movement, she took off her skirt. I drank some strong tea, and my spirits lifted slightly. I carefully admired Xiaofei's youthful and vibrant body at the head of the bed.

Xiaofei's delicate oval face was flushed, and her beautiful hair cascaded gracefully over her shoulders and onto her fair and tender breasts. She deftly unhooked her purple bra, and her full breasts immediately sprang out, proudly standing tall under the bright light, showing no signs of sagging.

Xiaofei's face was slightly embarrassed. She turned halfway around and removed her narrow panties. Then she slowly turned back around.

A youthful aura emanated from her. My eyes widened in disbelief. I stared, dumbfounded, at the alluring body that had once brought me such intense pleasure. Her perfectly proportioned figure, like the golden ratio, presented itself to me in an irresistibly seductive pose. I truly have to thank the Party's open and efficient policies; otherwise, how could a lowly police officer like myself have such good fortune? My penis naturally hardened, pointing diagonally at Xiaofei's beautiful body.

Xiaofei looked at my erection and smiled. She sat down beside me and said softly, "Brother Zhang, you've had some drinks, lie down comfortably, let me serve you."

I curled up comfortably, lying completely relaxed on the bed. Smiling, I said, "Xiaofei, your voice is very beautiful, I love hearing it."

Xiaofei laughed, "Brother Zhang, don't tease me."

As she spoke, she began to massage my head vigorously with both hands.

Xiaofei must have actually studied massage; her skillful techniques accurately massaged the acupoints on my head, giving me a refreshing feeling. I moaned softly in comfort.

Xiaofei changed her position, bringing her snow-white, pink breasts to my lips as she continued massaging my body. I opened my mouth and took Xiaofei's rosy nipple into my mouth, gently sucking on her fragrant tip. Xiaofei's body trembled slightly, but she persisted in massaging me. I enjoyed the way Xiaofei's warm, smooth hands roamed over my body. While sucking on Xiaofei's nipple, I stroked and played with her firm, white breasts.

Xiaofei's breathing became heavy. She leaned against me, her warm breasts gently undulating against my chest, sending a ticklish pleasure through me. I reached out and freely kneaded her full, firm buttocks, feeling their tenderness and elasticity.

Xiaofei gently sucked on my nipple, her other hand stroking my strong pectoral muscles. I never imagined that kissing and touching a man's breasts could bring such pleasure. My penis involuntarily hardened, rubbing against Xiaofei's thighs.

The warm muscles between her thighs gripped mine, making it feel comfortably hot. My hand explored the warm valley beneath Xiaofei's pubic hair, trying to find that warm, moist source.

Xiaofei sensitively twisted her hips, trying to avoid my intrusion. At the same time, she looked up and kissed my ear, playfully blowing air into it, making my whole body feel warm and fuzzy. I felt a sense of euphoria.

I felt my desire growing stronger, and I grabbed Xiaofei's head, tentatively pushing her down. Xiaofei glanced at me coquettishly, her large, watery eyes so alluring they made my bones melt.

Her lips began to kiss my chin, then my neck, nipples, and lower abdomen. Everywhere she touched, my skin tingled with a fine sheen of flesh. It felt as if all my senses were concentrated beneath her lips, like a flame burning beneath my skin. Xiaofei's tongue glided over my pubic hair, gently circling my reddened nipples, sending shivers through my body.

Xiaofei's lips enveloped mine, sucking hard a few times. Then, she suddenly pushed down, swallowing most of my penis. I felt that familiar, warm, ecstatic sensation again. I opened my mouth wide, exhaling

deeply. My penis thrust in and out of Xiaofei's mouth, rubbing intimately against the muscles of her oral cavity. Xiaofei tried to swallow my ever-growing penis, attempting to take in more. Completely oblivious to the itching my pubic hair caused her, I thrust deeper and deeper into her mouth, almost reaching her throat. Her small, delicate red lips were swollen wide by my thick penis.

Although Xiaofei had my penis in her mouth, her fair, oval face still looked stunning under the light. She occasionally glanced up at my expression, as if the distorted expression of pleasure on my face gave her even more motivation. When I reached a peak of arousal, Xiaofei released my penis. I had just felt a slight coolness in my lower body

when my penis entered a warm, narrow cavity, tightly enveloped by a layer of moist, warm flesh.

Xiaofei straddled me, her body rising and falling, her two fair breasts swaying like flowers in a downpour. I felt the stimulation on my penis was so intense. That warm cavity seemed to have a life of its own, surrounding my penis and refusing to let go.

I reached out and grasped Xiaofei's breasts, squeezing her elastic fat tightly with her vigorous movements, like a drowning person clinging to a plank. Xiaofei, seemingly unable to bear my violence against her breasts, stopped and leaned down to kiss my face. But her vagina, as if unaffected, automatically tightened and loosened, attacking my penis with each contraction. I had never experienced such a mysterious and ecstatic sensation.

Xiaofei's vagina was full of love juice, so much that it overflowed, wetting my pubic hair and scrotum. Yet, her vagina remained miraculously tight, as if a small mouth was sucking inside. I couldn't bear such stimulation and desperately pushed Xiaofei off my body. Xiaofei understood and sat up straight. Grabbing my hand and holding her breast, she kept her upper body still and used only the power of her waist to rotate her lower body, giving my penis a spinning pleasure. I could

n't imagine that Xiaofei's slender waist could have such powerful explosive force. Her technique of sometimes rotating and sometimes moving up and down slowly led my body into a strange realm I had never experienced before. My brain was once again numbed by waves of pleasure. Flowers bloomed before my eyes, and the sunlight was dazzling. My whole body felt like it was soaking in a vast ocean of pleasure. The pleasure in my penis washed over every cell of my body like waves. I was immersed in a beautiful dream I never wanted to wake from. Suddenly, a lightning-fast stimulation caused my body to explode, all my blood, muscles, bones, and consciousness shattering into fragments, drifting into the endless void…

When I awoke from the illusion, I felt Xiaofei's smooth, sweat-drenched body pressed against mine, her sweet breaths in my ear. The room was quiet except for the rapid beating of two young hearts. Xiaofei's vagina, like another delicate mouth, writhed and sucked at my penis. I lay there quietly, feeling an unprecedented intimacy with another life. There was no distance between us. I couldn't help but hug Xiaofei tightly, my heart filled with happiness and nervousness, like a child afraid of losing their favorite toy. Unconsciously, I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, I found Xiaofei still fast asleep on top of me, her delicate face in her sleep possessing a pure and sweet innocence like a baby. The slight smile on her lips was so serene. The sweet scent unique to young girls enveloped me tightly. Her fair, smooth skin had regained its coolness.

I had never slept so sweetly with a woman on top of me. Usually, after intimacy, I would release my female companion, turn over, and fall asleep, feeling a strong aversion to a girl's body and caresses, my mind a blank, lost emptiness. But now, I lovingly embraced this Jiangsu girl, whom I had only met twice but who had given me two intense pleasures. Her body against me was so light. It didn't make me feel uncomfortable at all. I fell asleep again without realizing it.

When I woke up again, I felt that Xiaofei had left my body. A thin towel was covering me.

Opening my eyes, I saw that the window opposite was open; it was already late at night. The room lights were off. Only the bright moonlight streamed in through the window, bathing everything in the room in a soft silver glow.

Xiaofei was sitting on the windowsill. Her smooth, naked body was draped only in my police uniform. The moonlight greedily caressed her proud breasts and slender, beautiful figure. I was deeply moved by the beauty before me. A long-forgotten emotion, long forgotten in some corner of my life's journey, sprouted within me. My eyes welled up slightly.

Xiaofei sensed my awakening and smiled at me. In the moonlight, that smile seemed so sacred. I jumped naked from the bed, walked to her side, and reached out to embrace her tightly. Xiaofei nestled obediently against my chest. Her smooth, warm hands gently caressed my strong back. It

was the first time I had faced a naked beauty without feeling male desire. Only a desire to completely merge Xiaofei into my body. Xiaofei, unable to withstand my tight embrace, groaned slightly in pain. My heart suddenly ached. I loosened my grip slightly and leaned down to kiss her face. A long-forgotten tenderness surged through my body.

I searched for Xiaofei's red lips, but she squirmed in my arms like a startled rabbit, resisting my touch. However, under my persistent request, she finally gave in and let me kiss her delicate, red lips. Her lips were so warm, so sweet, and her fragrant breath drew my tongue in, relentlessly exploring and swirling within her mouth. My sucking was so strong and powerful that Xiaofei's body trembled in my arms.

Finally, Xiaofei couldn't resist my passion and let her sweet, tender tongue explore my mouth, allowing me to indulge in gentle caresses. Our intertwined bodies, bathed in moonlight, became nothing more than shadows. After

a long, long time, I reluctantly released Xiaofei's lips, panting as I gazed at her beautiful, captivating face in the moonlight. A warmth filled my heart. Looking at her red lips, I felt the delicate helplessness of the girl in my arms. Impulsively, I said to her, "Xiaofei, don't do this anymore. Come with me, okay?"

Xiaofei's face flushed instantly, then turned pale, making her look even weaker. She looked at me with disbelief. I looked at her tenderly, my heart aching.

"Xiaofei, I'm serious. Believe me."

Xiaofei's expression was incredulous: "You're a police officer, I do... I do this kind of work. Are you kidding me?"

I held Xiaofei's trembling body tightly in the moonlight. I told her again sincerely, "Xiaofei, I'm serious. I'm really serious. Come with me from now on. I'll take good care of you. Promise me, okay?"

Xiaofei trembled even more violently. Two crystal tears streamed down her face. She closed her eyes and murmured, "Is it true? Is this really true?"

I tenderly wiped away her tears. I gently kissed her earlobe and whispered firmly in her ear, "I'm telling the truth. Stay with me, I'll take good care of you, I won't let you suffer any more."

Xiaofei's body became hot. She hugged me tightly, kissing my face frantically, tears streaming down her body as she wept silently. I held her hand, "Xiaofei, don't cry, your crying makes me feel so bad. Don't cry, forget the past, I want you to be happy with me."

Xiaofei gradually stopped sobbing. She kissed me passionately with a very gentle and tender expression, kissing down my face, inch by inch, across my chest. Then she knelt down, grasping my scrotum with one hand and holding my thigh with the other. She took my shrunken penis entirely into her mouth, warming my hibernating body with her tongue. I was on the windowsill. I couldn't quite describe the feeling in my heart as I gently stroked Xiaofei's beautiful long hair. I felt how wondrous life was, how wondrous the connections between people were. My heart was peaceful and happy, as if I were in a dream.

Xiaofei's lips were like a blazing fire, gently burning my penis, and slowly it reacted.

It began to erect in Xiaofei's mouth, eager and unwilling to submit. Xiaofei released it from its gentle cage, slowly licking from the base of my scrotum with the tip of her tongue, and then delicately licking from the tip. The gentle movements gave me stimulation no less than the pleasure of vigorous thrusting.

I silently savored the pleasure Xiaofei brought me; the physical stimulation did not affect my thoughts.

My mind raced, thinking about many practical problems. How to tell Zhang Zheng that I was taking Xiaofei away, how to arrange Xiaofei's life, how to minimize the number of people who knew, and most importantly, how to deal with my relationship with my girlfriend Cao Xiaoli. Thinking of Xiaoli, my head began to ache.

At this moment, Xiaofei quickened her pace, swallowing my penis whole. The pleasure interrupted my thoughts.

Never mind, I'll worry about tomorrow tomorrow. I calmed myself, wholeheartedly enjoying Xiaofei's tenderness. I let my penis experience endless pleasure in her mouth. Relaxing, I felt the intense and uncontrollable pleasure Xiaofei brought me. Her smooth, warm mouth seemed to have been made for my penis.

Their coordination was so perfect. I felt my strong legs go weak, uncontrollably embracing Xiaofei's head, thrusting my hips forward and backward, wanting to penetrate more deeply into her sweet mouth.

Letting my body seek its final destination within her cavity. Xiaofei's head movements became faster and faster, each time giving me the feeling of penetrating her throat, while the soft cartilage of her throat gently caressed my large penis. I looked down at Xiaofei's beautiful body kneeling between my legs. The extreme pleasure and male conquest merged into a profound psychological satisfaction that deeply intoxicated me.

I finally reached my climax, ejaculating hot, thick semen into her mouth again. The first few spurts practically shot straight into her throat. Xiaofei desperately clung to my buttocks, enduring my outburst and swallowing all the semen. She didn't forget to gently suck on my penis after ejaculation, allowing me to preserve the pleasure of my orgasm for longer.

That night, I unleashed a miracle I had never achieved before on Xiaofei's enchanting body. I orgasmed five times inside her. Three times in her mouth and twice in her vagina. When the final orgasm arrived, we were both limp like a pile of mud, a pile of mud tightly embracing each other, inseparable.

Fallen Policeman (2) Chapter 5

In this world, money and power always make things easier. I didn't want to use my limited but usually effective power to settle Xiaofei down. Xiaofei said she always wanted to go to work and come home normally like other girls and live a stable life. I liked her choice because I didn't want her to be idle all day. I wanted her to have a job so she wouldn't feel too empty and bored when I wasn't around.

Through an old classmate, I found a clerical job at a computer company in the city's commercial center, commuting by bicycle every day. Our shared apartment was a vacant two-bedroom unit in a building near my local housing authority. Although it was relatively remote, it was still my own territory, which was safer and reduced unnecessary trouble.

Xiaofei was very clever; she decorated the room elegantly and tastefully, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere—almost like a new home. It was clear Xiaofei loved her new life. She cut her long hair and tried to change her image.

She threw away all her old glamorous clothes and bought many new, dignified outfits. To do well at the computer company, she also bought some books related to her work.

We had an unspoken understanding; I didn't ask about her past or why she left her hometown for this city. She didn't ask if I had a girlfriend or how I would handle our relationships. I believed that when the time was right, we would both be honest with each other.

Besides giving herself a makeover, Xiaofei also went to great lengths to dress me up. Knowing I usually wear my police uniform, she bought me a lot of designer underwear and several pairs of the best leather shoes. Knowing I like to smoke, she bought me several gold-plated high-end lighters, and kept several cartons of my favorite premium Baisha cigarettes at home. She thought my cell phone signal was bad, so she bought me a TCL diamond phone.

I couldn't bear to refuse her kindness; I knew she was going through a special time, and I didn't want to hurt her fragile self-esteem. Everything else she gave me was nice, but that TCL diamond phone made me a little uneasy.

Even the bureau chief doesn't use something this good; how dare I, a mere police station chief, use it? Who do I think I am? It made me feel like a thief, sneaking around to use it.

My girlfriend, Xiaoli, was currently studying at the city party school and didn't need me to accompany her. I had plenty of time to spend with Xiaofei, buying various furniture and appliances, building our own little home. I only contributed 5000 yuan; the rest was paid for by Xiaofei. I don't care about money, but seeing Xiaofei like this, I was deeply moved by her sincerity.

We lived a warm and cozy life in our little home. Every day after work, Xiaofei would prepare dinner and wait for me to come home; her cooking was really good. After tasting her masterpieces, we would either make love passionately or drive my Beijing Jeep through the midnight streets. Occasionally, we would also have gatherings at some of my friends' houses. Life was simple and sweet.

Accidents often happen at such moments, unpredictable and unprepared; otherwise, accidents wouldn't be accidents.

The accident happened one night. On my way back to Xiaofei's and my home, I was ambushed. Although I tried my best to defend myself and seriously injured one of the attackers, I was ultimately outnumbered. Accompanied by a Sichuan curse, a sharp knife pierced my lower back, completely shattering my resistance.

In the darkness, I lay in a semi-conscious state for a long time, feeling the blood slowly flowing from my body, realizing how quickly life was slipping away. It was a very cold feeling of kissing death; there was no particular pain, just a conscious awareness that my life was saying goodbye. That feeling of helplessness, despair, and hopelessness still sends chills down my spine. What surprised me was that the strongest image in my mind at that moment wasn't my parents, Xiao Fei, or Cao Xiaoli, but rather Chen Hong, the policewoman I had raped. Human thought is truly unbelievable.

I woke up in the hospital two days later to find myself in a special care ward at Xiangya Hospital in the provincial capital, reserved for high-ranking officials. My bedside was crowded with colleagues from my station and criminal investigators from the municipal bureau, questioning, taking statements, offering condolences, expressing indignation, and venting their emotions. Then came a rare moment of peace. The case couldn't be definitively classified until it was solved, so there were no flowers or reporters surrounding me.

My parents are elderly and live far away; I didn't want them to worry. The station couldn't contact Xiao Li, nor could they know that I was now living with Xiao Fei. So, at someone's suggestion, the station arranged for Chen Hong to take care of my daily needs in the hospital.

Although it was a VIP ward with a young female nurse specifically assigned to care for me, Chen Hong's constant presence from 8 AM to 4 PM made me restless in the hospital. It wasn't just her presence, but more importantly, the inability to contact Xiao Fei; I could imagine her anxious worry as she waited anxiously.

The hospital air had a persistent, unpleasant smell of disinfectant. Although my VIP nurse, Ouyang Xue, was a young and beautiful woman with all the assets of a pretty woman, with Chen Hong by my side, I dared not even glance at her, let alone talk to her.

Since that night of intense ecstasy with Chen Hong, we hadn't had a single moment alone together like this. Chen Hong tried to avoid speaking to me, and when she did, she didn't address me with any formality, just a curt "you." This puzzled the young nurse; how could this cold and beautiful policewoman treat her injured colleague so coldly?

Due to excessive blood loss, my body was very weak. Combined with the location of my wound, I had to remain in bed. So, apart from food, my personal hygiene and urination/defecation were entirely dependent on the nurses' services.

The beautiful nurses were highly professional, taking meticulous care of me, for which I was secretly grateful.

Whenever the nurses cleaned my body, Chen Hong, as long as she was present, never showed any sign of avoiding it. Perhaps she felt there were no secrets from her, as her beautiful face often wore an indifferent expression.

Only her beautiful eyes frequently revealed a faint melancholy and bewilderment.

Under Ouyang Xue's meticulous care, my health improved day by day. One morning, Ouyang Xue, as usual, gave me a full-body wash. In the soft morning light, I gratefully gazed at this beautiful nurse, fully enjoying her captivating beauty. Her long, flowing hair shone with a faint golden luster in the sunlight streaming through the window, and her alluring curves were undeniable despite her white nurse's uniform. A uniquely feminine fragrance wafted from her. Most alluring was her long, delicate, pink neck, as captivating as white jade.

As Ouyang Xue bent down to wipe my body, her pink bra barely concealed her full breasts, visible through her low-cut neckline. A warm feeling welled up inside me. Ouyang Xue then rubbed the warm towel against my lower abdomen.

I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, my body going limp. I silently felt the heat spreading from my abdomen to every part of my body.

As usual, after cleaning my upper body, Ouyang Xue changed to a clean towel that was still steaming.

Sitting on the bed, she carefully lifted my right leg and gently placed it on her thighs, then lifted a corner of the blanket.

Gently, she pulled my half-worn underwear down to my knees, slightly raising her head to look out the window. Her clean, delicate hands explored and gently lifted my limp penis, while her other hand used the towel to wash my scrotum and the space between my thighs.

Because of the position, her full, firm breasts stood out even more, as if about to burst out of her clothes, exuding an irresistible allure. My body, exposed outside my uniform, appeared exceptionally fair and translucent in the bright morning sun. The dormant spirit within me, slumbering due to blood loss, awakened. A natural male physiological response surged forth like a tidal wave.

My penis became erect in Ouyang Xue's warm little hand.

Ouyang Xue clearly sensed my change; her body trembled slightly, and she gave me a playful, slightly reproachful glare, her pretty face displaying an indescribable charm. I looked at her pitifully, my mouth slightly open, my eyes full of pleading. Ouyang Xue smiled softly. Her hand holding my penis didn't loosen; instead, it tightened and loosened with my erection, pressing against my long-dormant body. Her other hand carefully wiped my scrotum and crotch with a damp towel.

I groaned softly, my right hand involuntarily slipping under the covers, tentatively touching Ouyang Xue's waist.

Ouyang Xue looked up and glared at me: "So weak and still not behaving yourself?"

There was no hint of displeasure in her tone. My courage grew, and my fingers began to roam freely over her waist. Through the thin nurse's uniform, I felt her delicate, smooth skin. Her body gave a token twist, then silently allowed me to roam freely over her waist.

As my penis grew more erect in Ouyang Xue's warm, smooth hands, my long-dormant urge intensified. I couldn't help but thrust upwards, but a sharp pain in my lower back immediately stopped me. I cried out in pain.

Ouyang Xue couldn't help but laugh, tapping my forehead with her slender finger and softly saying, "Serves you right. See if you dare to move again?"

This lover's intimacy made my whole body feel soft and yielding. I boldly pleaded with Ouyang Xue, "Ouyang, help me, I feel so uncomfortable."

Ouyang Xue smiled and looked at me, saying, "Where do you feel unwell? Should I go find a doctor?"

Her eyes were filled with warmth as she gently stroked my firm, flat abdomen with one hand, while her other hand, holding my penis, moved gently and slightly. My penis, which hadn't experienced such stimulation in a long time, swelled even more, turning bright red from extreme engorgement and secreting a sticky fluid that made Ouyang Xue's hand even more lubricated as it rubbed against my penis.

Gradually, Ouyang Xue's movements quickened; her technique was very skillful and flexible, knowing how to give me the best stimulation and comfort. In wave after wave of pleasure, I gradually forgot where I was. The noisy voices coming from outside the window only highlighted the silence in the ward. Only the sound of Ouyang Xue's small hand moving quickly against the sheets and my faint moans resonated in the small space.

Perhaps because it had been a long time since I had ejaculated, I couldn't hold on for long before I climaxed in her hand. Thick streams of semen shot out, soaking a large patch on the sheet, and Ouyang Xue's hands were also covered in my thick semen. Only after my spasms completely subsided did she pull her semen-covered hand from under the sheet, teasingly waving it in front of my eyes, saying, "Smell it and see what it smells like."

Her two bright, intelligent eyes were full of a smile that seemed both pitying and loving, filling my heart with warmth and tenderness.

Suddenly, the ward door was pushed open. Before I could even see who it was, Ouyang Xue had already grabbed a towel with indescribable speed and swiftly covered the large stain on the sheet with my semen. Another hand, also covered in semen, was already placed in a basin on the bench. The movements were unbelievably fast.

The door was wide open, and I finally saw that it was Chen Hong. She was wearing a crisp, new police uniform today, the badge on her hat gleaming in the sunlight, exuding a vibrant and spirited air. Chen Hong greeted Ouyang Xue as usual. Then she placed the lunchbox on the coffee table on one side of the ward, completely oblivious to our strange behavior.

Sitting in the sun-drenched chair, I waited for Ouyang Xue to finish cleaning me.

Ouyang Xue hurriedly washed her hands, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart, and picked up a clean, damp towel, reaching under the covers to wash my penis. After drying it, she gently pulled up my underwear, barely covering my lower body. Then she looked up at Chen Hong and smiled, saying, "It's time to change Officer Zhang's sheets today."

As she spoke, she rolled up my sheets, unable to resist stealing a glance at me, and seeing me looking at her, her fair face instantly flushed red.

After gathering the cleaning supplies, she hurriedly left the ward with the sheets.

The warm sunlight shone on my bare chest. Chen Hong picked up a lunchbox and approached the bedside, trying to avoid looking at my body, before handing it to me. Then she sat on the stool beside the bed. I was somewhat surprised that Chen Hong was so close to me.

For the first time since that night, Chen Hong addressed me by my name, "Chief Zhang, your case is cleared up."

I was excited and looked at her, asking, "What happened?"

Chen Hong seemed a little uncomfortable with my direct gaze and slightly shifted her eyes, saying, "The Municipal Criminal Investigation Division caught a murderer. He confessed that it was Little Brother who ordered him to do it because of what happened between you and me at the disco last time."

As she spoke, Chen Hong paused slightly, her voice slightly unnatural, before continuing, "Xiao Pao Ge's business in this city was completely wiped out. He harbored a grudge and hired them to attack you. They were originally going to attack me too, but the leader had several bones broken when you fought back, so he went into hiding to recover. I didn't expect the police to act so quickly. Now the police are doing everything they can to catch Xiao Pao Ge."

A barely perceptible hint of gratitude lingered in Chen Hong's voice as she finished speaking.

Her words confirmed my suspicions. I figured I didn't have any truly mortal enemies, except for the audacious Xiao Pao Ge. Coming to my senses, I realized Chen Hong's body was now very close to mine, her delicate fragrance wafting towards me. Her high, rounded breasts were almost within reach. My heart began to race. The image of Chen Hong's beautiful, smooth naked body writhing and struggling beneath me that night seemed to reappear before my eyes. My eyes seemed to see through her crisp, new police uniform to the rosy buds of her firm breasts. My lower body involuntarily began to swell again.

Chen Hong seemed oblivious to my unease, taking a couple of sniffs through her beautiful, firm nose before suddenly asking, "What's that smell in the room?"

I tensed up; besides the smell of disinfectant, there was a faint odor of semen in the air.

Chen Hong stood up, her gaze sweeping across the room. Suddenly, as if realizing something, a captivating blush spread across her fair cheeks. Somewhat bewildered, she shifted her gaze back to me, her whole body trembling, and quickly turned her head away.

I hurriedly looked down and saw that my penis was already erect, and my underwear, which I had only half-pulled up in my panic, was now stretched taut, exposing most of my pubic hair. With my erect penis, I was practically naked from the waist down. I felt extremely embarrassed. I tried my best to pull my underwear up a little, muttering something I didn't even know myself. The air in the ward was filled with a strange yet alluring atmosphere. Fortunately, Ouyang Xue rushed over and covered my body with a brand-new sheet.

Chen Hong was completely different from the previous days; she gently stayed by my side, and we chatted about everything under the sun, but we were both careful not to touch on matters of the heart. She didn't leave the ward until dusk. My mood improved considerably, not only because the assailant who attacked me had been arrested, but more so because of Chen Hong's changed attitude towards me, which relieved me of a great weight. At the same time, I felt a renewed urge to seduce her alluring body. Sigh, men, I should be considered one of the most lustful men out there.

Apart from a slight pain in my waist wound, my body should be almost fully recovered. I had enjoyed a satisfying experience with Ouyang Xue that morning, and when the outside light shone into the dark ward, my desire surged like a tide. I craved the warm, smooth bodies of women, and images of naked women I had been with flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern. I intensely miss Xiaofei. So many beautiful women have captivated me, but when I calm down, only Xiaofei remains. Only Xiaofei is the one I can't forget, the one I love most deeply. Thinking of Xiaofei, her pure and beautiful face, her full and shapely breasts, her slender waist, her smooth and long legs, the warm and tight passage between her thighs, her small, delicate yet fiery lips... In the past, the thought of these alluring parts being wantonly violated by other men caused a dull ache in my heart, but now, imagining Xiaofei writhing and yielding beneath other men is a different kind of stimulation, making my blood boil. A warm feeling spread through my lower abdomen. I sighed, and my hand slowly slid down my body, grasping my hard, burning penis. I need release, I need a woman's tenderness to soothe my loneliness in the dark night. This afternoon, when Chen Hong wasn't around, I hinted to Ouyang Xue that I needed her, hoping she could come and keep me company that night. She just laughed and said, "I'm not a child anymore, why would I be afraid of the dark?" But she didn't give me a clear answer.

The ward door quietly opened, letting in a sliver of light, which was then immediately shut off by the closed door.

I watched her slender figure tiptoeing in, a feeling of joy welling up inside me, knowing I wouldn't be lonely tonight. In the dim light from the window, Ouyang Xue's body, encased in her nurse's skirt

, was clearly visible. Accompanied by a fragrant breeze, Ouyang Xue sat on my bed. I reached out and embraced her slender waist, my other hand quickly climbing up to her breasts, feeling the softness and elasticity I hadn't touched in so long. Ouyang Xue breathed heavily, moving her legs onto the bed as well, resting them against my legs. She leaned down, her face close to my ear, allowing me easy access to kiss her beautiful cheek and tender lips.

The fresh scent after her bath acted like a stimulant, igniting my already boiling blood. Like a wolf, I eagerly kissed her face, sucking on her lips, tightly entwining and caressing her sweet, smooth tongue. Ouyang Xue trembled under my passionate caresses. She reached under the sheets and skillfully touched my genitals. My penis felt cool as it was enveloped in the gentle embrace of her cool, smooth hands.

I enjoyed Ouyang Xue's skillful caresses, reaching behind her head to pull off her nurse's cap and throw it on the floor. I lifted her head and pulled her close, kissing her passionately. Ouyang Xue quickly stroked my penis, letting out soft moans. After a while, I released her lips. Ouyang Xue breathed heavily, whispering softly in my ear, "So you're this naughty."

I proudly embraced her, one hand caressing her breasts through her nurse's uniform, the other encircling her neck and slipping inside her collar, pinching and stroking her slightly erect nipple with two fingers. Deliberately lowering her voice to a wicked tone, she said, "Then you still dare to come here, and you even washed yourself so fragrantly, aren't you afraid I'll swallow you whole?"

Fallen Policeman (2) Chapter 6

Ouyang Xue couldn't bear my wanton play and twisted in my arms, saying, "The poor little lamb met the wolf, and could only obediently let it humiliate her."

I laughed and sped up my movements on her chest, and her mature and voluptuous body became hot under my fingers. She couldn't help but let out moans that made people's hearts flutter.

I tried to take off her skirt with difficulty, and Ouyang Xue smiled at my clumsiness. She gently broke free from my arms, stood up and stood under the bed, and said gently, "Let the lamb send herself into the wolf's mouth." As she spoke, she used her fingers to gather her messy hair behind her head, straightened her slightly deformed skirt, moved her small hands lightly behind her back, shrank her fragrant shoulders, and the nurse's skirt fell down automatically, revealing her beautiful and charming body. Perhaps due to her profession, her close-fitting bra and panties were made of pure white silk, almost blending seamlessly with her smooth, snow-white skin.

With the same light and elegant movements, she removed the remaining clothing, her beautiful, mature naked body radiating an alluring heat before me. I felt my lips were parched, and I licked them, about to speak. Ouyang Xue gently pressed her finger to my lips, softly saying, "Wounded wolf, lie still and let the poor little lamb serve you, see if she's obedient."

Ouyang Xue's beautiful naked body possessed a bewitching magic in the dark hospital room, captivating my gaze. As she usually did when cleaning me, she gently removed all the sheets from my body. Then she slowly removed my panties, leaving my proud penis pointing diagonally at her body. She knelt at the corner of the bed, holding my penis in one hand and caressing my scrotum with the other. The contrast between her gentle, pure face and her beautiful, naked body was striking. It was as if an angel and a devil were intertwined before me.

I inhaled the faint fragrance in the air, watching the usually elegant and beautiful nurse caress me in the ward—a gesture reserved only for intimate lovers. A sense of depravity and sin intensified my desire. My penis grew larger and thicker. Ouyang Xue's hands gradually became unable to contain my desire; with each stroke, a portion of my penis would break through her little finger and reach towards her head. It throbbed impatiently.

Looking at the burning desire in my eyes, Ouyang Xue, kneeling at the corner of the bed, slightly stretched her legs and leaned down. As I anticipated, she pressed her plump, white breasts against my scrotum, grasped the base of my penis with one hand, and opened her rosy lips to take it deeply into her mouth. My penis was sucked to the very end of her mouth, and that familiar pleasure surged through my entire body once more. The warm, narrow passage tightly enveloped the part of my penis that had entered her lips. Her slippery, agile tongue made intimate contact with the large penis inside her mouth. It gently caressed every vein and every protrusion on my penis.

As I reveled in this intoxicating pleasure, Ouyang Xue slowly moved her head, gently releasing my penis.

She left it still in her mouth, her warm, slippery tongue caressing and teasing its surface.

Then she took it deep back into her mouth, moving in a circular motion. My body felt her gentle, lingering caresses within her mouth, waves of pleasure assaulting every sensory nerve in my brain.

My body was immobilized, clinging tightly to her shoulders, trembling with each of her gentle, yet intense, stimulations. Ouyang Xue's hand, holding my lower body, slowly moved down, allowing more of my penis to enter her warm, moist mouth.

Under her gentle stimulation, I couldn't help but breathe rapidly, occasionally letting out low moans. Ouyang Xue sensitively observed my reactions, gradually increasing the speed of her head movements. Her hair, previously gathered behind her head, now cascaded down, evenly covering my abdomen. With each movement of her head, her penis gently slid against my lower abdomen, the stimulation mixing with the pleasure in my lower body creating a strange sensation that brought me to the brink of collapse.

Ouyang Xue felt the abnormal pulsation and erection of my penis. Knowing I was about to climax, she changed her technique, forcefully swallowing and releasing my penis, giving me the pleasure of vaginal penetration, repeatedly pushing it into her throat, almost inserting my entire penis into her warm, narrow mouth.

As my spasms intensified, and I was about to reach climax, Ouyang Xue quickly released my penis, only holding it tightly in her mouth, her fair, delicate hands gripping my hard, wet penis and stroking it frequently. In just a few seconds, my mind went blank, and a large amount of semen gushed out with the intense pleasure of ejaculation, all of which Ouyang Xue swallowed whole. Like a fox spirit sucking male essence, she continued to stroke my penis with her hands, allowing me to release all my essence completely. She swallowed large gulps of this thick liquid.

These actions brought me extreme ecstasy at that moment. My belly convulsed, and I ejaculated wantonly into her mouth and throat.

Ouyang Xue diligently sucked the remaining semen from my penis with her small, cherry-like lips until it gradually went limp. She knew I was in the refractory period after ejaculation, so she didn't make any other moves, just maintained the original position, gently holding my limp penis in her mouth, while lightly licking it back and forth with her sweet, tender tongue, waiting for it to rise again.

I slowly recovered from the blissful state, feeling the warmth from Ouyang Xue's small mouth. Perhaps because Ouyang Xue had swallowed all my semen, the air in the ward wasn't filled with the smell of semen like it was in the morning; it still had a faint smell of disinfectant.

My mind was filled with hazy fantasies. I fantasized that Chen Hong was kneeling between my legs, naked, and in the haze, I seemed to see Chen Hong raise her head and give me a charming, seductive smile. My semen still clung to her rosy lips, and her two jade-like breasts tightly embraced my scrotum.

I closed my eyes, my mind filled with Chen Hong's alluring expression, weak and powerless under my powerful thrusts. Desire rose from my lower abdomen, and my penis instantly hardened again, pressing against her chin. Chen Hong affectionately licked my penis twice. Then she climbed on top of me, supporting her weight on her elbows and knees, kneeling on me with her full breasts hanging in front of me.

I opened my mouth and took her nipple into my mouth, squeezing her breasts hard with both hands. Chen Hong seemed unable to bear my violence, letting out a series of indistinct moans. She slowly moved her lower body towards my hard penis. I immediately felt a flood of wetness where I touched it.

Chen Hong's body tentatively grasped my penis, her small, slippery opening rubbing against my penis again and again, making it sticky and wet. Finally, she found the perfect position, her body sinking down, her soft belly pressing against mine. My penis slid into her hot cavity. The walls of her vagina gripped my penis tightly, my large member surrounded by tender flesh deep inside.

I held Chen Hong's round, firm buttocks, squeezing her delicate skin hard with both hands, wanting to leave my mark of conquest on her beautiful body. Chen Hong's tender breasts were slightly deformed by the pressure of my bulging pectoral muscles. Her body gently undulated back and forth, my penis and chest simultaneously experiencing two different pleasures from her movements. I sighed comfortably.

My fingers slowly slid down her buttocks, following her movements, caressing her groin, which was overflowing with love juice. Chen Hong slowly straightened up, her two full, slender legs kneeling on the bed, and began to move up and down.

My penis, following her change in position, penetrated her even deeper. My penis swelled to the point of bursting, completely filling her narrow passage. Each thrust from Chen Hong brought even more intense stimulation. Her love juices trickled out, making our joined bodies even wetter.

Chen Hong's emotions grew increasingly aroused, her mouth emitting moans that would arouse any man, her movements becoming faster and faster. I couldn't help but pant along with her intoxicating moans. The dark hospital room was filled with the sounds of our lovemaking. My penis attacked her most delicate flesh like a weapon.

And her moans were like a clarion call urging me onward. I couldn't bear the pain in my lower back and slightly thrust my lower abdomen to match her movements. My hands also lifted her buttocks upward. Chen Hong leaped on my body like a joyful female knight. Pleasure spread rapidly throughout my body from our joined bodies.

I couldn't help but open my eyes. The beautiful woman before me wasn't Chen Hong, but the beautiful nurse, Ouyang Xue, who had been taking care of me for so long. Her full breasts danced joyfully on her chest. She squinted, her hands rubbing her flowing hair. Her body undulated freely, seeking the source of pleasure. Her smooth, delicate skin was covered in glistening beads of sweat.

I enjoyed the pleasure that Ouyang Xue's beautiful body gave me. The hands supporting her buttocks increased their strength, speeding up the friction between her vagina and my penis.

As the pleasure gradually numbed my nerves, Ouyang Xue's moans seemed to resonate directly in my mind. Her movements suddenly quickened, thrusting heavily against me several times, allowing my penis to penetrate a space I had never been to before. Deep inside, it seemed as if a small fleshy opening firmly gripped my erection. Then, a gush of hot liquid sprayed onto my body, and she collapsed limply onto me. My penis was immersed in this hot liquid, and my whole body trembled with pleasure. I knew I was about to climax. I gripped her buttocks tightly and thrust upwards with all my might. Her vagina was contracting violently in waves.

When I reached the deepest part of her vagina again, my body went limp, and large gushes of semen shot out from the opening, all of it shooting deep into her vagina.

The exhaustion after the release left my whole body weak, and I held Ouyang Xue, my body soaked in sweat, and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up from my sleep, Ouyang Xue was no longer beside me. Only the distinctive smell of a man and woman making love in the air and the throbbing pain in my lower back reminded me of the frenzy I had experienced the previous night. Not long after, accompanied by Chen Hong, Ouyang Xue, dressed in a clean white nurse's uniform, began her daily routine of cleaning and care. There was just an extra task of massaging my penis. Her watery eyes told me how satisfied she was with my performance.

I turned my gaze to the window, looking at the Xiangya Hospital complex in the morning light. I knew that my discharge date would likely be greatly postponed.

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Fallen Policeman (3) Chapter 1

Finally Home. This was my first feeling upon returning to the city. This city, which I used to find dirty and dilapidated, was now the most beautiful place in my heart. I had said goodbye to the poor, beautiful mountain village and could now live in a bustling and glamorous metropolis.

This transfer was arranged by Deputy Political Commissar Meng of the Municipal Bureau. Although he was not my father's comrade-in-arms, he was also a demobilized cadre from the 47th Army. They were both from the military. I knew that my father's comrade-in-arms must have spent a lot of money to ask him for help, but after all, it was he who transferred me back. Whether in other people's eyes or in my heart, I knew that from now on, my honor and disgrace were closely linked to his. I was his person.

On the night before I reported to the bureau, I visited Deputy Political Commissar Meng, bringing some wild game I'd brought from the countryside. His home wasn't in the Public Security Bureau dormitory, but in a small building in the new municipal party committee residential area, demonstrating his considerable connections and influence.

I stammered out my gratitude, and Deputy Political Commissar Meng skillfully comforted and encouraged me, seemingly unconcerned about the gifts I'd brought. He simply mentioned the names of several of my uncles (all my father's comrades-in-arms), urging me to work hard and not let them down. As I was leaving, he casually mentioned that I'd been assigned to the municipal public security detachment as a squad leader. This moved me to tears once more.

In my newly assigned dormitory, I looked at myself in the mirror, dressed in my brand-new police uniform. My healthy, muscular physique remained youthful. My skin was a bit darker than before, but it added to my imposing presence. Not bad, except the rank insignia on my shoulders was a bit low. Squad leaders typically held the rank of Third-Class Superintendent, while I was still a First-Class Constable. Looking at the two bars and one star on others' shoulders, I felt an indescribable sense of grievance. I had wasted two whole years of my life, and I wanted to reclaim what I had lost.

I knew that only by seizing power could one possess everything. Back then, with a single word from the person in power, I was exiled to a remote, impoverished area; now, with another word from the person in power, I was back in the city. Power was truly magical. I had no power; I had to rely on those who held power to survive and thrive. Political Commissar Meng was my mountain. I had to depend on him to climb up.

The most lucrative department in the Public Security Bureau was the First Squadron, responsible for special operations management. They managed all the entertainment venues in the city. All the officers were equipped with mobile phones and motorcycles, smoked only Zhonghua cigarettes, and drank only expensive liquors like Moutai and Wuliangye. Every day, many big and small business owners came to their office to do business; officers from other departments were very envious of them.

My Fifth Squadron was the emergency response team. Its members were mostly demobilized soldiers and recent graduates from police academies; they were all young, and each of them had some martial arts skills. The bureau basically used us as special police, a combination of the current 110 patrol officers and riot police. I worked very hard, urging the whole team to practice grappling and fighting, and always leading from the front on every mission. I hoped to make a name for myself.

Opportunity always favors the prepared. One night, I received a call from Deputy Political Commissar Meng in the duty room.

He said someone was causing trouble at a nightclub owned by his relative and asked me to handle it. I had been back in the city for almost half a year, and this was the first time Deputy Political Commissar Meng had asked me to do something, so I was excited.

When I arrived at his relative's Fuhua Nightclub, I was dumbfounded. Hundreds of people were gathered at the entrance. Squeezing in, I saw five or six armed police officers blocking the door aggressively, while several security guards with bruised and swollen faces hid to the side, not daring to say a word. The armed police were shouting that they wanted to beat up the owner. After a brief inquiry, I learned that the armed police had treated the nightclub staff to drinks, and when it came time to pay, they argued with the waiters because they thought the price was too high. The security guards tried to stop them but were beaten to a pulp.

The onlookers fell silent when they saw us enter, seemingly waiting for a good show. It seems like every city is like this; soldiers and armed police act as if they have special privileges. They run red lights, fight with the police, and behave arrogantly. Usually, the police back down, and when conflicts do occur, the police are often no match for the rigorously trained soldiers and armed police.

Unsurprisingly, these armed police officers completely disregarded me, shouting that the boss had to come out and apologize.

I patiently explained the situation, appealing to their emotions and reason. They remained unmoved. My men were furious, and the onlookers booed. There was no other way but to take action. The armed police never expected the police to strike first, and two of them were caught off guard and knocked down. The remaining armed police rushed over, but they were drunk and no match for us. In the end, we handcuffed them all and took them to the police station.

The officers who accompanied me received a hero's welcome as they entered the police station; all the officers in the station rushed out, looking at us with astonishment and envy. For the first time, the police did not suffer losses in a conflict with the military and armed police. This was an unprecedented record in our city. Although we handed those armed police officers over to the officers of the armed police force who arrived after being notified, without taking any action against them, the news spread quickly throughout the city, evolving into a myth that a few police officers had defeated more than a dozen drunken and disorderly armed police officers. The next day, the bureau leaders went to the armed police force to persuade them, stating that the injured officers could receive free treatment at the police hospital. However, upon returning, they happily ran to our squadron to commend them. In particular, the chubby Director Wang was quite excited, saying that in all his years of dealing with the armed police, they had always been the ones who benefited, always offering to provide free treatment for the injured officers at the armed police hospital. This time, he had finally gotten his revenge. What

I was most concerned about was the attitude of Deputy Political Commissar Meng, who simply said, "Xiao Zhang is not bad." Although it was just a simple sentence, I felt very comfortable. I knew he was satisfied with my performance this time.

Sure enough, a few days later, Director Liu from the bureau office, a confidant of Deputy Political Commissar Meng, invited me to the Fuhua Dance Hall for a chat. The luxurious private room was even more welcoming to me by the owner, Chen Jing. I learned at the dinner table that Chen Jing was Deputy Political Commissar Meng's brother-in-law, and Director Liu was from the same hometown as Deputy Political Commissar Meng. It seemed I was starting to be included in this small circle.

This was my first time trying a brothel. Each man was accompanied by a flamboyant hostess. We drank, occasionally exchanging veiled remarks, and taking the opportunity to touch and grope the hostesses, making them coquettish. Under such circumstances, the men naturally became closer.

That night was also my first time patronizing a prostitute. When I saw Director Liu unabashedly embracing a hostess and staggering into a private room, I didn't hold back either, and I followed the hostess with me into another private room. It was

my first time facing a woman selling her body for money, and I felt a little strange. I still remember her; she was a girl from Chengdu, Sichuan. She had short, ear-length hair, a very beautiful figure, and skin that wasn't very fair but was very smooth and cool.

Whether it was nervousness or something else, when the Chengdu girl revealed her naked body to me, my heart pounded with desire, but my body remained unresponsive. Her cheeks were flushed with a hint of alcohol as she helped me undress, then lay down beside me on the small bed. She stimulated my limp penis with her soft little hands.

I felt a little ashamed and indignant; a beautiful woman lay beside me, waiting for me to enjoy and conquer her, yet my usually strong body was so unresponsive. The Chengdu girl was experienced; she showed no impatience, patiently continuing to tease me while gently kissing my chest. Each time her tongue glided over my nipples, a wave of pleasurable tremor ran through my body.

My hands went around her neck, caressing her soft, full breasts, and I could feel the slight vibration of her heartbeat. Her hands were nimble, gently kneading my scrotum. A surge of heat flowed from her palm into my body, while her other hand stroked my still limp penis. My mind was a jumbled mess, blank and unfocused. I could only feel waves of pleasure surging through my lower body. Faint

sounds of a woman's moans and the creaking of the bed beneath her weight drifted from the next room. It seemed Director Liu was already displaying his prowess with the woman. My eyes met those of the Chengdu girl, and we both smiled.

My body began to heat up, my penis awakening like a hibernating snake, slowly hardening in her hands. The girl gently pressed against me, sucking on my penis until it swelled and broke free of her delicate hands. Without my noticing, she expertly slipped a thin sheath onto my penis. Then she lay on the bed, waiting for my advances.

I pressed myself against her, feeling the coolness of her soft skin. Her legs were spread wide, facilitating my next move. I explored with my hands, searching for my destination. From the soft hair, her vulva radiated warmth. My fingers easily broke through the barrier and entered the passage, which was lubricated, wet, warm, and sticky. I used my knees to spread her legs wider, and her vulva opened slightly with my movements.

That opening and closing motion aroused me even more.

Her eyes were half-closed, her hands weakly gripping my legs, her cheeks flushed even more, a captivatingly alluring sight, ready to be taken at will. I leaned forward, my hips sinking, my large penis immediately plunging into her flesh, my shaft soaking into that warm, narrow passage. She couldn't help but cry out, her moans soft and seductive.

At that moment, I forgot our identities—police officer, client? Beauty, prostitute? I only knew that I was a man, and she was a woman. I wanted to conquer her with my penis, to make her submit beneath me, to satisfy my pride and vanity, to release all my desire, all my semen, into her body.

Rumor has it that Chengdu girls are the gentlest and most considerate in bed; I don't know if it's true or not. But she certainly satisfied men very easily; her face was filled with a captivating spring-like allure, emitting enchanting moans from time to time. And her petite body was extremely sensitive, responding to my movements, allowing me to easily reach peak pleasure. With each rapid, heavy thrust, her legs parted and clamped shut, stimulating my penis intensely. Her lower abdomen arched upwards to meet my movements. Even through the condom, I could feel the warm, comforting sensation of her body.

I panted heavily as I worked tirelessly on her, each thrust bringing a humiliating pleasure. She seemed to cry out as if she were about to die from my assault, but as I withdrew, her genitals eagerly pressed upwards, anticipating my return.

Our sweat mingled at our point of contact, mingling with her gushing fluids, slowly trickling onto the bed with each powerful impact.

Her moans grew louder, seemingly irresistible, fueling my excitement as I pounded into her. Her body clung to me like a snake, like an octopus, her vaginal muscles contracting powerfully, intensifying the stimulation.

Finally, my urges surged forth like a tidal wave, blurring my vision. All my essence drained from my body, leaving me limp and powerless as I collapsed onto her.

She silently endured my final spasms inside her, and only after I was completely limp did she pull away from me, quickly cleaning herself, then wrapping my limp, snake-like penis in toilet paper and removing the condom. Her movements were as practiced as a dedicated cleaner.

I lazily watched her perform these clean-up tasks. She threw away the toilet paper, smiled at me, and pressed her smooth body against mine again. Her small hands gently caressed my penis, still smeared with semen. Like a docile kitten, she curled up in my arms and fell asleep.

After that night, I knew I was starting to hold some place in Deputy Political Commissar Meng's heart, but to fully gain his favor, I still needed to work harder. Deputy Political Commissar Meng told me the names of several entertainment venues, implying that they were connected to him, and I naturally knew what to do. Since the battle with the armed police, our Fifth Company's reputation had grown considerably. Various departments would give us some face. I contacted the owners of those entertainment venues and handled all their official paperwork. They were very sensible, and from then on, officers in our Fifth Squadron could also enjoy good cigarettes and alcohol.

I don't know when it started, but having mistresses became a trend in our medium-sized city; many people had their own lovers. People would chat about who had found a mistress. Even some leaders in the Public Security Bureau were rumored to have mistresses, though I didn't know if it was true or not. But the police are skilled at tracking and counter-tracking, so the rumors were quite plausible.

For example, our former Chief Wang, a short and stout man, reportedly had a stunningly beautiful mistress—the deputy general manager of the Huatian Hotel. At the police-civilian Spring Festival gala, hundreds of male officers in the Public Security Bureau were captivated by her alluring looks. It's clear that appearances can be deceiving.

Although my relationship with Xiaoling ended long ago, and she left the city, the beautiful memories of the past lingered in my heart. When I have free time, I still like to search for the traces we left behind on the university campus. Everything that once existed is the last pure land in my heart. The older women in the bureau all love to play matchmaker, seeing me living alone, they're busy introducing me to potential partners. It seems like if I don't date or get married, it's their dereliction of duty.

So, Lu Li from the bureau's archives department was forced upon me. Unable to refuse their enthusiasm, I could only reluctantly go along with it. Actually, I also want a family. My parents, who have been transferred to work in the Guangzhou Military Region, often call long distances to inquire about my personal life. It's gotten to the point where I feel like I'm being unfilial if I don't date.

Lu Li is from this city, and among the policewomen in the bureau, she's considered pretty. She's quite tall, with fair skin, and she's definitely someone to be envied. The guys in my team all laugh at me, saying that this "black frog" has finally found a "white swan." Let them talk, even a fool could hear the jealousy in their words.

In casual conversations, we'd often talked about the young policewomen in the station. Lu Li's most alluring feature was her full, well-proportioned breasts; even in her oversized uniform, they bulged out prominently. It made me imagine how comfortable it would feel to hold them.

After a few encounters with Lu Li, I felt she didn't resemble a police officer at all. Although she was 162cm tall, the uniform didn't give her that policeman's air. Her eyes and brows exuded a pitiful charm, and her pretty face would blush easily, making me hesitant to make any inappropriate moves, yet I felt even more tenderness towards her. It wasn't

until the day the imported blockbuster "True Lies" was shown in the city that I finally had a chance to get closer. The cinema manager gave me two tickets for a couple's box. I drove my police car to pick up Lu Li. She was wearing a low-cut long dress, and the large expanse of snow-white skin on her neck made my blood boil.

Upon entering the theater box, Luli blushed instantly upon seeing it was a couples' box with only two seats available. I quickly explained that it was the best spot. She remained silent, lowering her head as she sat down. I comfortably sat down beside her. Inevitably, our bodies were pressed tightly together. I couldn't help but secretly thank the person who designed the box; the design was so scientific and humane.

Soon, the theater lights went out, and the movie began. My mind was almost entirely focused on Luli, completely ignoring the plot. Luli watched the movie intently, but my eyes kept peeking through her low-cut bra. Her alluring cleavage and full breasts were faintly visible in the dim light. The speed at which my penis became erect surprised me.

My hand reached behind Luli, tentatively approaching her shoulder inch by inch, my heart pounding.

She seemed unaware of my actions, completely absorbed in the movie. Her beautiful profile had a captivating, sculpted beauty in the dim light.

When my hand landed on her warm, smooth shoulder, her body trembled slightly, and her cheeks flushed a charming blush. But she didn't resist my touch, continuing to watch the movie as if nothing had happened. My courage immediately grew. While gently stroking her shoulder, my other hand moved to her waist, slowly moving upwards. As I moved, her body trembled continuously. My hand quickly pounced on her proud, erect breasts, gently grasping them. Luli let out a soft cry, tightly gripping my hand, trying to pry it off, but she couldn't budge it.

"Don't do this," Luli pleaded, "This isn't right."

I wouldn't let go; instead, I took advantage of the situation, kneading her breasts while whispering in her ear, "Xiaoli, I love you. You're so beautiful."

Luli struggled to escape my clutches, and I threatened her, "Don't move, Xiaoli, it won't be good if someone sees."

Hearing this, she indeed dared not struggle anymore. But her hands gripped my hand tightly, trying to stop my actions.

Looking at her shy expression, my heart was filled with love. Just as she was about to speak, I accurately kissed her lips, my tongue darting into her small mouth, swirling wildly within her sweet, smooth oral cavity. Luli was caught off guard by my wild and bold attack. She grabbed my arms and tried to push me away, her little tongue trying to escape my sucking. But how could her small mouth escape my invasion? My hands gently caressed her firm breasts, while my mouth tightly enveloped and sucked on her fragrant tongue.

Her resistance grew weaker and weaker under my gentle onslaught, until finally she completely gave up the futile struggle, her small hands limply gripping my arm, silently enduring my caresses.

I continued to lick and suck her smooth tongue, my palms cradling her firm, full breasts, my fingers gently pinching her gradually hardening nipples. Her breathing slowly became heavy. Our tongues unconsciously intertwined.

When I ended that breathless, long kiss and released her, Luli's cheeks were burning red.

She glared at me fiercely, panting, but her eyes were watery and full of tender affection. "You're so naughty," she said coquettishly, "You tricked me into this private room just to bully me."

Hearing her low, coquettish tone, I felt a surge of pride. "I like you, Xiaoli," I said, still speaking sweetly, "Can't you feel it? I've always liked you."

Hearing my tender words, Luli looked up at me, her bright eyes giving me a deep look before she lowered her head again, remaining silent.

I put my arm around her shoulder again, and she nestled obediently in my arms. My hand slipped inside her breasts; her small bra couldn't conceal her full, tender breasts. My palm gently caressed and lovingly touched the breasts that every man dreams of, feeling their soft, smooth texture. I occasionally kissed her beautiful cheek.

Gunshots rang out on the screen as Schwarzenegger displayed his martial arts prowess, showcasing his heroic nature. Off-screen, I was also displaying my skills and manly charm on a beautiful policewoman.

Stroking Luli's firm, warm breasts, inhaling her sweet, feminine scent, my penis instinctively hardened, like a restless snake thrashing in my trousers. I grabbed her small hand and pressed it against my crotch. Luli struggled slightly before yielding, grasping my penis as I instructed. I kissed her earlobe, my hands roaming inside her skirt. Suddenly, the

theater lights came on, illuminating the surroundings.

We hurriedly separated, Luli quickly straightening her disheveled skirt. I looked out; it was intermission. Luli, her face flushed, sat silently in her seat, looking shy.

I couldn't resist tenderly embracing her slender waist and lightly kissing her cheek. She gently but firmly pushed my hands away, "No, someone will see."

I laughed, "It's okay, no one can see us."

She still resolutely refused to let me caress her.

Finally, the second half began, and Schwarzenegger once again showcased his skills on screen. I reached for Luli's body again, and she silently did not resist, obediently stroking my penis in my pants.

I reached behind Luli and gently unhooked her bra, her round, full breasts immediately popping out. She sighed softly, letting me continue unbuttoning her long dress. Instantly, her dress fell to her waist, her entire upper body exposed before me. Looking at her beautiful and alluring body, I couldn't help but secretly admire her. I grasped her delicate breasts and kissed her pink nipples. Her body trembled violently with my kiss, and her small hand on my crotch gripped my penis tightly, like a drowning person grasping at a straw.

I freed my hand, unzipped my pants, pulled out my throbbing penis, and grabbed Luli's hand, vigorously stroking it. It felt so good. Before long, Luli had mastered the knack of making me feel good, automatically stroking my penis. I freed my hand and lifted her skirt, stroking her fair, pink thighs. Just as I was about to reach between her legs, Luli pulled her hand back, firmly stopping me.

"Don't do this,"

she said, her voice trembling with tears, her whole body tense. Seeing her resolute expression, I had no choice but to compromise. My hands roamed over her fair, pink breasts, my lips gently biting her nipples. She tried her best to control her emotions, biting her lip to avoid making any noise that might disturb others.

Her stroking motions became faster and stronger. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I couldn't help but breathe softly. "Faster," I couldn't help but ask Luli, "I feel so good."

In the light reflected from the screen, Luli's bare upper body was as beautiful as a marble sculpture. Thinking that in a movie theater with thousands of people, this beautiful, shy policewoman was masturbating me, the pleasure in my body grew stronger and stronger. My penis throbbed. Luli sensed my unusual behavior, pursed her lips, and lay on my lap. Her smooth, tender breasts made my lower abdomen feel hot. I could no longer control my strong desire, and a low hiss came out of my throat. Thick semen gushed out and shot onto the wall of the private room...

After this, Luli became my girlfriend, but she was still so shy in front of me, making me both hate and love her, yet I was helpless. Moreover, she insisted on not having sex with me, only saying that she hoped to give herself to me completely on our wedding night. Fallen

Policeman (3) Chapter 2

The safety of the world depends on the public security. -- Luo Ruiqing This inscription by the first Minister of Public Security is hanging in the lobby of the Public Security Bureau building. However, I don't know how many of the hundreds of police officers who go to work every day truly understand its meaning. After all, the era of the people's police serving the people is too far away. The police uniforms are becoming more and more beautiful and in line with international standards, and the treatment is also getting higher and higher. However, they're doing less and less work. In the eyes of the public, the police are like licensed thugs, their image getting worse and worse.

The Fifth Squadron has been quite busy lately. The central government's comprehensive governance campaign has resulted in a severe security situation in many places, which frightens even those of us who know the inside story. The situation in Xinjiang and Tibet is like something out of a horror movie; several labor camps in the desert have seen repeated attacks on police and prison breaks. Previously, the Ministry of Public Security issued only a few hundred arrest warrants a year; now, there are hundreds of AAA-level red notices every month. The world seems to be getting crazier and crazier.

Fortunately, our southwestern inland region is relatively better off, but local bullies and organized crime groups with mafia-like characteristics are still rampant. Therefore, our squadron, as the arrest team, has become the spearhead of the crackdown command, striking wherever instructed. We

borrowed a batch of new equipment from the army to arm ourselves: bulletproof vests, composite helmets with communication devices used by special forces, submachine guns, and infrared night vision devices. It really opened our eyes. We couldn't help but secretly curse the bureau leaders for having money only to buy cars and houses, neglecting equipment development.

Although the situation in our area was serious, it hadn't reached the point where we needed to be armed to the teeth. Most criminal gangs had powerful backers and connections, making them difficult to target under normal circumstances. This time, however, the city issued an order, and television and newspapers repeatedly publicized the case. Those who were usually arrogant and domineering immediately scattered like leaves in the wind, surrendering themselves to the authorities more often than we arrested.

Prisons were overflowing, detention centers and jails were overcrowded, and the police station building was packed with people we had arrested. Police stations were constantly sending people to the station. The bureau leaders had to borrow two empty military warehouses from the garrison to detain people. The entire bureau was running around like ants on a hot plate.

The city television station also sent a film crew to interview us, and the fully armed Fifth Squadron was naturally a key target of their interview. The beautiful announcer we usually only saw on television was standing right in front of us, allowing our squadron's tough guys to feast their eyes on her beauty while they interviewed us.

I don't know about other places, but in our Fifth Squadron, the beautiful announcer Situ Xue is everyone's dream girl. Whenever she hosts a program, more of us show up than for a meeting. This opportunity was rare, so naturally, no one would miss it. Facing the camera, everyone was solemn and serious. But as soon as the camera turned, a dozen pairs of eyes were fixed on the beauty.

Situ Xue is the kind of professional white-collar woman, but she exudes a captivating charm. Her skin is as white as snow, dazzlingly so, and her expressive eyes are mesmerizing. With a gentle laugh, a single glance from her alluring eyes is enough to make us swoon. Especially during interviews, when she looks at you intently, even the most arrogant and conceited person would feel their heart race and become incoherent.

The interview team was busy conducting interviews throughout the police building, questioning leaders, officers, and even criminals. Our Fifth Squad, on the other hand, seemed relatively relaxed. Taking advantage of a lull, I greeted my teammates and quietly made my way to the sixth floor. The sixth floor housed the offices of the bureau leaders, and Lu Li's archives department was also on the sixth floor. Since the crackdown began, we hadn't had a chance to meet. I missed her dearly, and I believed she missed me just as much.

Afraid of running into the leaders, I didn't dare take the elevator and instead went up the fire escape. Although it was late at night, the stairs below the fourth floor were still filled with various arrested criminals, and the hurried footsteps of busy officers and the constant ringing of telephones could be heard everywhere.

The sixth floor was quiet; the green carpet on the floor indicated its status. The doors to the bureau leaders' offices were all tightly closed. Only the door to the archives department at the end of the corridor was slightly ajar. I knew most of the people in the archives department had been reassigned to various departments to participate in frontline work; only Lu Li remained at her post. Thinking of her lonely figure in the spacious office, a warm feeling welled up inside me.

My fully armed appearance startled Luli. Recognizing me, she playfully raised her fist to hit me, but seeing my full gear, she hesitated, unsure where to strike. We looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. I gently pulled Luli into my arms, and she softly hugged my waist.

We cuddled quietly for a while. I gestured for her to reach for my bulging crotch. She felt my penis throbbing restlessly, her pretty face flushing slightly. She pointed to the door and whispered, "Oh no, there are people outside."

I persisted in my desire. She gave me a helpless look, then took my hand and led me out of the archives department.

Next to the archives department was the police station's small library, its door always open; naturally, no one was inside at this time. We tiptoed into the library. It was pitch black inside, and I didn't dare turn on the light. On a sudden impulse, I pulled down the infrared night vision goggles on my helmet. Instantly, everything became much brighter, and the scenery was clearly visible in the bluish light.

We walked past rows of bookshelves and stopped in the innermost corner of the library. I quickly took off my gear and held Luli's warm body tightly in my arms. She leaned forward and brought her soft, fragrant lips to mine, and I immediately kissed her. Our sweet little mouths pressed together.

Luli's full breasts pressed warmly against my body, so cozy and sweet. Her nimble little hands skillfully unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and gently stroked it. I sighed softly in pleasure. I lifted her short police skirt and, through her thin underwear, caressed her full, firm buttocks, my lower body moving back and forth with her strokes. My large penis occasionally pressed against her lower abdomen. In this dark corner, everything was so stimulating.

Luli's soft body nestled against my chest, and I silently felt her face and neck being covered in tender kisses. Though I couldn't see her expression in the darkness, I could feel her cheeks burning hot. The darkness seemed to dismantle all defenses, and our passion burned fiercely in the enclosed space.

I lifted Luli and placed her on the shelf under the bookshelf, unbuttoning her police uniform. She obediently took off her bra, allowing me to caress her proud, tender breasts directly. I suckled her nipple, one hand stroking her breast, the other roaming over her smooth, bare back. Her body trembled incessantly, like a frightened little rabbit, so endearing. In the darkness, we couldn't see each other's expressions, only feel each other's movements and hear each other's breaths.

Luli's body exuded a faint fragrance, which I greedily inhaled, my hands roaming freely over every part of her body. My engorged penis slipped under her police skirt, rubbing against her panties. Luli gripped my penis tightly, preventing me from going any further, but I could still feel the contours of her mysterious vulva. With my continued grinding and twisting, her panties began to wet, making my glans feel warm. Her

breathing grew more rapid, and I caressed her even more passionately; the only sound in the room was our rapid heartbeats. Finally, Luli couldn't withstand my teasing any longer. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and back, kissing my face desperately, her two long, white thighs tightly clamping my penis, undulating slightly. I could feel a warm liquid flowing from her lower body, seeping through her thin silk panties, making my penis feel incredibly hot and pleasurable.

As if fate was deliberately working against me, just as I was about to take further action, the library door opened, letting in some dim light from the corridor. Although the light was dim, it was far too bright for us in the darkness.

Luli froze, terrified. Even without looking, I knew her beautiful face must be deathly pale. I was the same; we remained in an intimate position in the dark corner, awaiting our fate. I held my breath, watching nervously.

Two figures flashed in, then the door closed. In the darkness, I could hear the sound of the door lock being fastened. Then came the sounds of embracing, kissing, and the rustling of undressing. Then I heard the woman's soft moans and the man's heavy breathing. So they were having an affair here too.

We relaxed, secretly letting out a sigh of relief. "What bad luck," I thought to myself. "How could I run into something like this? The library's feng shui is so good! Besides us, others have also chosen this place for their trysts."

Afraid of disturbing the other two, we dared not move. My penis, still limp from the shock, remained limp. I leaned forward, embracing Luli. Her naked, full breasts pressed against my chest, warm and comforting. Her small hands gently caressed my limp penis. We listened quietly to the sounds of the other two.

The man's movements seemed a bit rough, making the woman moan softly.

"I missed you so much,"

the man suddenly said, startling me. The voice was familiar; it sounded like him. Could it be? I shook my head slightly.

The woman said sweetly, "You're so greedy. You tormented me all night just the other day, and you're still so impatient."

Her sweet, soft voice was also familiar.

The man said, "Hurry up, give me a suck."

Then I heard the sounds of the woman sucking, which in the darkness stirred my imagination. My heart itched. On a whim, I grabbed my helmet, put it on, and pulled down the infrared night vision goggles. Then I peeked out. Instantly, a lewd scene appeared before my eyes.

At the long reading table by the door, a short, stout middle-aged man sat naked, his two fat legs spread wide, eyes closed and mouth agape, looking utterly blissful. A naked woman with smooth, delicate skin knelt between his legs, her head moving up and down between his groin, her dark hair flying in the air with her movements. Under the eerie blue light of the night vision goggles,

she exuded a bewitching allure. This man was none other than our Director Wang; my suspicions were confirmed. How enjoyable, I thought enviously. This lewd scene made my body heat up again. My penis stirred in Lu Li's small hand. I wondered who that woman was. Was she one of our policewomen? I pondered to myself, her figure so beautiful, her voice so sweet.

Lu Li sensed the change in my body, knowing it was caused by what I had seen outside, and pinched me hard, making me almost cry out in pain. I quickly took off the night vision goggles and put them on her, then lifted her down from the shelf, turning her body towards the outside. I whispered in her ear, "Look who's outside."

Luli looked out curiously, then immediately shrank back in embarrassment, pinching my leg. I held Luli's waist, my hard penis pressed against her buttocks, forcing her to continue watching outside. She couldn't resist my strength, bending over and supporting herself on the shelf. Half forced, half willing, she watched the chief and the woman's lewd act.

Luli was very tall, and her high, protruding buttocks made it easy for my penis to move between her legs. The chief's breathing outside grew louder, and my lust burned fiercely within me. I caressed Luli's breasts from behind, my penis rubbing against the crevice of her buttocks, feeling the pleasure of our bodies rubbing together.

Just then, the bureau chief's gruff voice said, "Alright, alright."

This was followed by the sound of movement. Almost simultaneously, the bureau chief and the woman let out cries of pleasure. The sounds of their lower abdomens colliding and their moans and gasps echoed in the dark, enclosed room.

The bureau chief, still moving, said, "It feels so damn good, you're still so tight, it feels so good on my dick."

The woman beneath him protested coquettishly. Perhaps they had done something stimulating, causing the bureau chief to breathe heavily with excitement.

Luli's body gradually heated up in this lewd atmosphere, her breasts and buttocks receiving my meticulous caresses. Her small panties were already soaked, sticking stickily to my penis. My desire was already at its peak. Without hesitation, I pulled down Luli's wet panties, thrusting forward, my penis pressing directly against her overflowing vulva. Luli's body trembled violently, trying to stand up and escape my assault. I wouldn't let her escape; one hand gripped her slender waist, the other pressed down on her back. I stomped her panties, which had been pulled down to her knees, onto the ground. Standing between her legs, I applied slight pressure. Her long, beautiful legs were immediately spread apart.

Although Luli was struggling against me, she dared not make a sound, afraid of alerting the chief. Her plump buttocks twisted and turned, trying to escape my violation. But this position was too disadvantageous for her. I easily fixed my penis in her vulva; her twisting only brought me greater pleasure, making the desire boiling in my blood even more excited. I

gently pushed my body forward, and my penis smoothly entered her hot, slippery cavity, slowly moving in and out at the entrance. I savored the pleasure of about to possess a pure and beautiful woman. Every entry and exit of my penis into her flesh made her tremble involuntarily. The love fluid secreted inside her increased. She finally gave up defending her body, her hands limply placed on the crossbar. Like an undefended castle, she awaited my further violation.

Satisfied with the changes in Luli's body, I covered her mouth with my hand, thrusting forward with all my might, my penis breaking through the barrier and penetrating her body. Luli shuddered violently, letting out a muffled groan. Her whole body tensed, the muscles in her vagina contracting intensely, gripping my penis tightly. I knew I had ended Luli's virginity.

I stopped, letting my penis experience the intense pleasure of being enveloped in Luli's vagina, caressing her breasts while lifting her uniform and gently kissing her smooth, beautiful back. A fine layer of sweat covered her skin, which I slowly sucked away with my tongue, licking away each drop. After a

while, Luli's body slowly relaxed, her head resting limply on her arm. I lovingly removed the night vision goggles from her head and put them on my own. The scene in the room reappeared clearly before my eyes. Lu Li's beautiful body trembled weakly beneath me. Her hair obscured her pretty face, her police uniform was crumpled, and her short skirt lay on the ground, faintly damp. Her full, smooth buttocks pressed tightly against my lower abdomen. My heart was filled with the pleasure of conquest.

The position of penetration from behind easily evoked the feeling of riding a horse. I felt as if I were riding a beautiful little mare, with a desire to gallop away. I couldn't help but gently thrust my penis, which was completely enveloped by Lu Li. Her body rose and fell slightly with my movements, and she seemed to have recovered from the pain.

At this moment, a louder sound came from outside. I looked up and saw that the scene outside had changed. The chief was lying flat on the table, limbs outstretched, and a beautiful, alluring, naked woman was riding on top of him, her body rising and falling like a knight. Her beautiful face was filled with an expression of indulgence in desire. It was none other than Situ Xue, the dream girl of our Fifth Squad. My mouth dropped open in astonishment. The elegant, beautiful, and alluring TV announcer, Situ Xue, was actually the bureau chief's mistress, and in this filthy, messy, and dark library, she was making love like a wanton prostitute. No one would believe it if word got out.

Situ Xue caressed her full breasts, her body rising and falling, rotating left and right, making the bureau chief beneath her moan with pleasure. After a while, she leaned down and kissed the bureau chief's chest, while simultaneously thrusting her hips back and forth, making the bureau chief so happy that he grabbed her head and kissed her frantically.

Watching this extremely lewd scene, my penis swelled even more inside Lu Li. I couldn't help but quicken my thrusting. Lu Li endured my thrusts, letting out suppressed, soft moans. Fortunately, the chief and Situ Xue were also engrossed in their lovemaking and didn't notice that not far from them, a beautiful policewoman was experiencing her first time. The layers of flesh inside Luli's vaginal canal gave my penis an indescribable pleasure. I grew impatient with our position and glanced at the two frenzied people outside. I withdrew my penis and carefully sat down on the iron chair in the corner. I picked up Luli, spread her legs, and placed them on my lap. She limply submitted to my movements.

I held her waist, my penis tentatively searching for the crevice in the pubic hair. It found it easily. I lowered her body, and my penis immediately plunged fully into her vagina, reaching the deepest point I had previously been unable to reach. Luli trembled slightly, clinging to my neck for balance.

I held her round, full buttocks and thrust upwards forcefully; the intense pleasure immediately made me shudder with pleasure. Luli was experiencing sex for the first time, and she couldn't bear such stimulation. She gripped my back tightly, biting her hair to suppress the urge to scream. In the dim light of the night vision goggles, I could clearly see the complex expression of pain and pleasure etched on her beautiful face. She was beginning to experience the pleasure of intercourse.

Her vaginal fluids flowed freely, soaking my pants. I dared not move too vigorously, only slowly swaying Luli's delicate body, savoring the pleasure her alluring body brought me in a slow rhythm.

"Ah!"

The chief's shout made me stop. Luli lay on my shoulder, breathing softly. I looked towards the chief and the others. I saw the chief's body trembling violently. Situ Xue swiftly got off the chief, bowed her head to meet his trembling penis, and without a care for the dirt, opened her mouth and took it in. One hand grasped the chief's scrotum, while the other rapidly stroked the base of his penis. A moment later, the bureau chief shuddered, his buttocks jerking upwards repeatedly. Situ Xue swallowed large gulps, clearly absorbing the bureau chief's semen. Bureau Chief Wang lay comfortably on the table, enjoying Situ Xue's oral service. After he stopped moving, Situ Xue continued to gently lick his penis.

After a while, the two got up and dressed. Once properly dressed, they resembled a dignified police chief and an elegant television announcer once more. Clothes are truly magical; they perfectly represent a person's status. The two embraced and kissed intimately for a while before leaving the library together.

My body was already burning with intense desire; nothing in the room could distract us now. I grabbed Lu Li's buttocks and began to move rapidly. She no longer suppressed her emotions, letting out seductive moans with my movements. My penis thrust deep into her body again and again, sending intense pleasure through our bodies. With each thrust, her tender breasts felt like warm little hands caressing my chest, perfectly complementing the pleasure in my lower body—the feeling was simply wonderful.

This position, while stimulating, was incredibly exhausting. Gradually, I felt my arms grow weak.

I grabbed Luli's buttocks and abruptly stood up. Lost in pleasure, she wrapped her strong legs tightly around my waist.

Maintaining this position, I walked to the table where Director Wang and Situ Xue had just made love, placed Luli on it, hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, and supported myself with my hands on the tabletop, moving rapidly like doing push-ups. Under my frenzied thrusting, Luli uttered a series of indistinct moans, like sobs and pleas, deeply moving.

The layers of flesh inside her vagina contracted tightly, and streams of love fluid flowed out like water with each thrust of my penis. She had reached orgasm.

Perhaps it was the sheer excitement of the night, but I still felt no urge to ejaculate. I simply moved within her warm, tight body, maintaining that blissful state of near-orgasm. Luli writhed beneath me, utterly overwhelmed by my force, moaning and panting. Her vaginal canal tightened and loosened intermittently. Whether in pain or pleasure, tears streamed down her face. A torrent of love fluid also splattered across the table.

Only when Luli's moans gradually weakened did I feel a throbbing pain in my lower back and my penis twitching. I quickened my pace, thrusting violently a few times, then plunged my entire penis into her vagina, gushing forth large amounts of semen, filling her newly entered vagina to overflowing…

To my surprise, Luli didn't blame me for my domineering and rough treatment afterward. It seems women are the same; once you've taken your place, they'll be reluctant to leave. When I asked her about her feelings that night, she blushed and told me that she was so happy she felt like she was going to die. This naturally greatly satisfied my vanity. Luckily, it was her safe period that night, otherwise it would have been really troublesome if she got pregnant. The only aftereffect was that Lu Li was forced to take a few days of sick leave because she was sore all over and couldn't stand it that night.

After that night, I began to believe the rumors in the bureau about the leaders' mistresses, but I only believed half of them. Because the leaders would never let you know who their mistresses were.

After that, whenever I saw Situ Xue broadcasting on TV with her clothes neatly arranged, I would think of her lewd appearance and beautiful naked body that night. I would inevitably get excited. I also began to care about how many bureau leaders had how many and what kind of mistresses. Those must be wonderful stories. But what I cared about most was when I would get promoted, when I could add two bars or two stars to my police rank.

Fallen Policeman (3) Chapter 03

For a man like me, the most important things are probably power and women. But when power and women clash, the rational choice is undoubtedly power. Because power often loses its women, while retaining power easily leads to new, better, or even more beautiful women. However, when faced with this choice, not everyone can make the decision so easily. The

invisible and intangible power that controls people's destinies has already taken my beloved Xiaoling from my side.

It has also relegated me to the lowest level of the power structure, making it take me two whole years to start over—a lesson too profound. I now understand that I should submit to power, not resist it.

Good fortune began to smile upon me. At the year-end rank assessment, I was successfully promoted to Second-Class Superintendent. To comply with the requirements of the central government, I and several other officers were recommended to study law at a political science and law college. Frankly, it was just about getting a degree to prepare for future promotions. Although it's called studying, the total time spent at the political science and law college each year adds up to no more than a month. As long as I endure two years, I'll have a prestigious bachelor's degree.

Of course, on the surface, I was relieved of my position as squadron leader, but the higher-ups didn't appoint a new squadron leader. In reality, I still called the shots in the Fifth Squadron—a case of having the power but not the responsibility. People these days are really clever.

Finally, the New Year was over, and we could relax after a month of continuous overtime. My parents knew I was dating and urged me to bring my girlfriend home to meet them. After discussing it with Luli, I asked for leave from the bureau, first visiting Luli's family to wish them a Happy New Year, then preparing some local specialties before boarding the train to Guangzhou with Luli.

The Spring Festival travel rush was still ongoing. From the train station to the train, the only feeling was that there were too many people; "a sea of people" wasn't even an accurate description—the most fitting term would probably be "a wall of people." Because it was a last-minute decision, I couldn't buy sleeper tickets. It seemed I'd have to find a way to get them on the train.

It was like fighting a battle to squeeze onto the train. I pushed Luli on first, then backed out, trying to climb through a window, but all the windows were tightly shut. I had no choice but to desperately squeeze through a less crowded door. This delay caused me to lose Luli; I didn't know which carriage she was in. Standing in the tightly packed carriage, it was difficult to breathe. I started to regret my decision to take the train to Guangzhou. This wasn't sitting; it was standing. My legs didn't even need to exert any effort; the pressure from the crowds around me was enough to keep me standing. Now I understood what "intimate" meant. No, it should be "absolutely intimate." There was no space between me and the people next to me. Luckily, I'm tall enough that I didn't have to breathe in air tainted by other people

's body odor. The carriage smelled awful and stuffy; the stench of sweat and cigarettes mixed with other indescribable odors tested everyone's respiratory system. Only when the train slowly pulled away from the station did I gradually adjust to my surroundings.

Most of the passengers in my carriage were young farmers heading south to work, and some looked like students going to school. My luck wasn't too bad; I was squeezed by a group of students who had boarded with me near the window between two carriages. They all seemed to be from the same school. Facing me was a tall female student who, although she tried to avoid physical contact, couldn't resist the pressure around her. Her full breasts pressed tightly against half of my body. The school badges she wore around her neck had a few words engraved on them; they were all university students going to Changsha.

The carriage was crowded and hot, yet the attendants selling drinks and snacks tirelessly went back and forth, calling out their wares. Each time they passed us, they forced us, who were already so close, to stick even closer together to make room for their mobile vendors.

In this situation, no one could maintain any semblance of modesty. Complaints could be heard everywhere. The song "Have a Safe Journey" playing over the carriage loudspeaker sounded almost sarcastic. Looking at the crowded carriage, I simply couldn't muster the courage to push my way through to find Luli or ask the conductor to buy a sleeper ticket. I also didn't believe there would be any empty berths waiting for me at this point. It seemed I'd have to wait until the carriage loosened up a few stops later. It had been

a long time since I'd experienced this kind of crowded train ride; it was truly unbearable. The students around me started chatting about the new semester, and the girl I was squeezed against was called "Afang." Because of our position, my breath occasionally brushed against her. She tried to lean towards the window, but this only brought her body even closer to mine.

I could feel her warm, elastic body, especially her breasts pressed against my side, which made me secretly admire how well-developed girls were these days. Since I had nothing better to do, I carefully observed this girl. This female college student named Afang had long, glossy black hair that could easily be used in an advertisement. Even up close, I could see her hair was still slightly damp, indicating she had washed it before getting on the bus; the shampoo smelled strong and pleasant.

She wasn't the kind of strikingly beautiful woman, but she had a refined and enduring charm, exuding a scholarly air. The longer you looked at her, the more alluring she seemed compared to those glamorous beauties. Our intimate position gave me the feeling of holding a soft, fragrant body in my arms. I began to anticipate the arrival of the sales cart, because each time it arrived, the pressure of the crowd would bring us into close contact, almost like an embrace. Her breasts would be slightly deformed by my arm, and that soft, sensual stimulation stirred my desire.

Suddenly, there was a commotion nearby. A migrant worker was smoking tobacco, and the unpleasant smell annoyed those already struggling to breathe, but he ignored their protests, relying on his muscular physique, and continued puffing away,

creating a smoky atmosphere .

Afang disgustedly avoided the smoke, looking very uncomfortable. I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for the migrant worker who was smoking. I straightened up and shouted at him, "Hey, I'm talking to you."

The migrant worker glared at me, his eyes filled with malice.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking to you. Put out your cigarette. Can't you see everyone else is suffering?"

the migrant worker yelled. "What's it to you? Watch your mouth!"

I snapped. I pulled out my police ID and held it out to him through the crowd. "Can you read? If you can't, have someone read it to you. Look carefully. Tell me, is this any of my business? I'll say it again: put out your cigarette right now."

The migrant worker stared blankly at the police badge on the officer's ID, a look of bewilderment on his face. His companion stubbed out his cigarette. Seeing a police officer appear, the surrounding people grew bolder and began to criticize the migrant worker.

The migrant worker, his face flushed, squeezed his way out with his luggage. The connecting area between the carriages returned to calm.

Several university students looked at me with respect. Although the crowd had loosened somewhat, Afang didn't move away from me, maintaining close contact.

She looked up at me and said in perfect Mandarin, "Are you a police officer?"

I smiled, "Want me to show you my ID again?"

She and her classmates couldn't help but laugh. One of her classmates said, "Having a police officer next to us on the train makes us feel much safer."

I smiled and said, "The people's police serve the people."

Afang said, "That's not necessarily true. Many police officers are quite bad these days."

I said, "Don't generalize. I'm a good police officer."

Everyone around laughed. The atmosphere became lively.

As Afang spoke, she slightly shifted her body, which was bad news. Her waist and legs were pressed between mine, and her movement seemed to stimulate my restless groin. My penis began to react, and I immediately tensed up. A police officer harassing a female college student on the train—if things escalated, I'd be in big trouble. I tried to move backward, but the train was right behind me; how could I move? Luckily, it was winter, and I was wearing underpants, so the erection wouldn't be too noticeable. I tried hard to control my penis from continuing to erect, but it wouldn't obey my will.

Every muscle in my body tensed.

Just then, I heard Afang's classmate say, "That's right, those bad police officers wouldn't be squeezing onto the train with us; they'd all be sleeping in the sleeper cars."

Afang nodded in agreement.

“These migrant workers nowadays,”

someone else said, “haven’t you seen the newspapers saying they steal, rob, fight, and do all sorts of bad things?”

Controlling my emotions, I looked at Afang and said, “Actually, migrant workers have a tough life too. Leaving their homes to work in other places isn’t easy. They’re often bullied by city people, and only a very small minority actually break the law.” The crowd began to divide into two camps arguing about migrant workers, some saying they were good, others saying they were bad. Afang sided with the pro-migrant worker camp. The college students’ penchant for debate made the small space lively; everyone seemed to be a sociologist and policymaker.

My heart, however, was shrinking in fear, because my penis, constantly rubbing against Afang’s soft, firm body, was throbbing even harder, eager to get started. Damn it, I silently cursed my usually proud little brother, “Why are you acting impulsively now? You want to kill me?”

When desire rises, everything in sight arouses excitement. Afang's delicate face, beautiful hair, slender and well-proportioned body, and the two small mounds rising high from her sweater all gave me a strong visual stimulation. Her body pressed tightly against mine further intensified my feeling of the sweet, warm youthful energy of a young woman. Smelling her fragrance and feeling the sensation of our flesh rubbing against each other, I could no longer control the flames of desire burning within me.

I desperately tried to shift my position, and coincidentally, Afang was also shifting. In an instant, we both froze. My erection pressed against the lower abdomen of her jeans; even the most innocent girl would understand what that hard, passionate impact meant. Her face flushed instantly.

I didn't know what my expression was like; I only felt my face burning, undoubtedly filled with embarrassment, shame, and helplessness. I looked at Afang pitifully. She bit her lip, glanced at me, and I felt as terrified as a criminal awaiting judgment in court.

At this moment, one of her classmates said, "Afang, what impact do you think the quality of migrant workers has on the modernization of the city?"

Afang, slightly flustered, replied, "Ah, I don't have any opinion."

Her classmate said, "Then do you think my opinion represents the general view of society?"

Before Afang could answer, another classmate interjected, "Your opinion only represents yourself; it doesn't represent anyone else."

The two immediately started arguing again.

Afang was silent for a while, then glanced at me, her eyes filled with an indescribable emotion. Her face was still red, and she quickly turned her head away to talk to her classmates again. I breathed a long sigh of relief; it seemed she wouldn't openly scold me. Feeling a dampness on my back, I realized I was covered in a cold sweat.

Afang and her classmates were arguing, while I lay motionless against the wall of the carriage. Once a man's desire is ignited, it is fierce beyond the control of willpower. My hard penis throbbed rhythmically in my pants, trembling against Afang's lower abdomen through two layers of trousers, seeking a warm, moist haven. Her beautiful body before me was like a seductive enchantress, exuding a mysterious allure.

Honestly, I had no impure thoughts; it was purely a natural physiological reaction. I wondered what Afang would think of me. Would she think I was a pervert? Would she tell her classmates about my shameful behavior after we got off the train? My mind raced with these thoughts, but my penis remained unaffected by my emotions, shamelessly harassing the college student's flat, soft abdomen.

Time passed unnoticed. We stopped at a station, but instead of getting off, several more people desperately tried to squeeze on. The carriage became even more crowded, and Afang and I were pressed face-to-face, unable to move. This didn't feel like a passenger train; it felt like being sardines in a can.

In such an environment, people lost interest in conversation. The carriage fell silent, with only the sound of wheels rubbing against the rails and the occasional distant whistle of the locomotive. Many people closed their eyes and dozed off.

Afang's head rested gently on my shoulder, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, seemingly resting, but her constantly blinking eyelashes proved she wasn't dozing off; she was as awake as I was. Her full, soft breasts pressed tightly against my chest, and we could clearly hear each other's heartbeats. My penis was pressed against her lower abdomen, a comfortable sensation. My arms hung naturally, my left hand slightly raised, positioned between Afang and another male classmate, while my right hand was pressed against the carriage door by Afang's strong thigh. It was almost like a pair of intimate lovers cuddling.

My heart pounded; this unexpected temptation was something no man could resist. Her breasts heaving against my chest with her breath, the intoxicating feeling of our limbs pressed together, the delicate fragrance of her hair, the warm pressure of her lower body—all of this ignited a burning desire within me.

I'm usually very proactive and passionate in matters of the heart, but I've never encountered anything like this before. It felt somewhat like taking advantage of her, especially since she was a pure, innocent college student. My desire dictated that I shouldn't miss this rare opportunity; a beautiful young woman was nestled in my arms, unable to move—I'd regret it if I didn't take advantage of her. But my reason told me I absolutely couldn't act rashly. Afang was only condoning my impropriety because she understood my awkwardness; if I pushed my luck, she wouldn't be so lenient. If we started making a scene, the consequences would be unimaginable.

My mind was in turmoil, and my heart was pounding faster and faster. Afang sensed my unease, glanced up at me, and her delicate face instantly flushed crimson. She immediately lowered her head, her fair ears turning bright red. I turned to look out the window. In the mirror-like reflection of the carriage lights, I saw a tall, muscular young man embracing a slender, beautiful young woman, his face and eyes burning with a bestial lust. Was that me? I was startled and quickly suppressed my desire, looking down as if afraid someone would discover my appearance.

I looked down, unable to see the floor, but I could see Afang's round, beautiful buttocks protruding high from her jeans. My heart pounded, and my penis hardened even more, thrusting towards her lower abdomen, as if resisting her pressure. I could no longer resist this irresistible temptation. My right hand flipped, the back of my hand that had been against her plump buttocks now directly on her buttocks, my fingers involuntarily digging into her youthful, elastic muscles.

Afang's body trembled slightly with the intrusion of my fingers, her eyelashes blinked rapidly, and the blush on her neck became more pronounced. I could feel her heartbeat quickening. She didn't resist, nor did she try to escape. This only emboldened me further; the ancient saying "lust knows no bounds" couldn't be more true.

I began to further violate this pure college girl in front of me. My palm gently caressed her alluring, plump buttocks, occasionally kneading them slightly, fully enjoying the wonderful feeling of this young girl's full body.

The carriage was hot, but my blood burned with an even more intense heat. I glanced furtively at the people around me, feeling a little guilty. Thankfully, most people were resting with their eyes closed; no one noticed us. It seemed no one would suspect that the police officer who had just been upholding justice was now committing lewd acts against the female college student in front of him.

My hand slid down the alluring curves of Afang's buttocks, reaching between her legs. She barely had time to react before her thighs snapped shut, clamping my fingers tightly. She looked up and glared at me angrily, but her flushed face only emboldened me to rub my fingers back and forth on her jeans.

With my intrusion, Afang's body immediately tensed, like a frightened hedgehog. I skillfully squatted down slightly, pulling my fingers between her legs back, thrusting my lower abdomen forward, and her thighs immediately clamped a small portion of my erect penis between them. It felt incredibly good.

Afang was suddenly caught in a dilemma, unable to spread her legs or close them tightly; either way, it would only make it easier for me to violate her. She didn't know what to do, and after a moment of this stalemate, she grabbed my arm, looked up at me pitifully, her watery eyes filled with tension and panic, and I could even see tears glistening in them.

Seeing Afang's pitiful expression, my heart softened, and I stopped my assault. Her eyes immediately filled with gratitude. I couldn't bear to bother her any longer, so I straightened up and gently placed my hand on her waist. She leaned obediently on my shoulder, closing her eyes to rest as if on a lover's shoulder. The lust in my heart gradually subsided, replaced by a sacred feeling of protecting a vulnerable woman. How utterly ridiculous! I cursed myself inwardly for being so soft-hearted.

Time passed quickly, and soon we arrived in Changsha. Most of the people in the carriage got off, including Afang and her classmate. Her classmate jokingly said goodbye to me: "Goodbye, police officer, see you later." Afang lowered her head and didn't say a word. I followed the crowd to the exit.

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Fallen Policeman (3) Chapter 04

The carriage seemed a bit empty. I stood under the door, looking at the bright lights on the platform, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag. I was thinking that an encounter that I didn't know if it could be called a romantic encounter had ended like this. I felt very down. I didn't know if it was disappointment or emptiness. Suddenly, someone took my hand. I looked up and saw that it was Afang. Her face was flushed and she was breathing slightly. She avoided my gaze, stuffed a piece of paper into my hand, and whispered: "Write me a letter."

Before I could react, she had already jumped away lightly. Running into the distance, her lithe figure against the backdrop of Changsha's night sky and the dazzling lights created a captivating picture, deeply imprinted in my mind.

Watching Afang's figure disappear into the bustling crowd, I finally looked down at the piece of paper she had slipped into my hand. The handwriting, though messy, was still quite neat. "

Li Xiaofang, Class xxx, Department xx, Hunan University (P.O. Box 1204)." I read the contents of the paper over and over, making sure I had memorized it perfectly, before tearing it to shreds and tossing it onto the platform to let the wind carry it away. Only

after the train started moving did I snap out of my lingering disappointment and rush to find Lu Li. She was comfortably waiting for me in the dining car. Seeing my wrinkled clothes and the sweat on my face, she tenderly took out a handkerchief to wipe them away. Looking at her gentle gesture, I felt a pang of guilt.

With my police ID, I easily obtained two sleeper tickets, both lower berths. I found my berth in the dark, the blankets scattered with newspapers and other odds and ends. I put my travel bag on the luggage rack, and Luli tidied the bed and told me to lie down.

Lying alone on the narrow berth, I tossed and turned in the darkness, unable to sleep. My desire burned within me again, and I relived the intimate contact with Li Xiaofang earlier—that intense, almost criminal stimulation, that sensual physical contact, the lingering feeling of her tender, elastic body on my palm. My penis was erect again.

I couldn't help but reach down and grasp it, which only intensified the urge to ejaculate. Unable to control my lust, I listened to the even breathing of the person in the upper berth, got up, and quietly sat on Luli's berth, pulling back the blankets.

I squeezed in. Luli reluctantly turned to her side to make room for me; the small berth only allowed us to sleep side-by-side.

I pulled Luli's hand to my crotch, and she knowingly fumbled to unzip my pants, pulling out my hard penis and stroking it. I gently kissed her smooth forehead and caressed her body. The cramped environment made my desire feel even more unbearable, surging through my body like it was about to explode.

"Why are you so impulsive?"

Luli whispered in my ear, holding her sweet body and saying, "I miss you, I want you."

She gently stroked my penis, her breathing slightly rapid. "But you don't have to do this. We can be intimate after we get to Guangzhou."

I said, "Look, I can't take it anymore. Wait until Guangzhou? I'm afraid I'll explode before the train even reaches Shaoguan."

Luli laughed coquettishly in the darkness. "What should we do then? This is a train."

I kissed her cheek, my mind racing. In a moment of quick thinking,

I whispered in Luli's ear, "Let's go to the toilet." Although I couldn't see her face clearly in the darkness, her flushed cheeks told me how red she must be.

Luli pinched my penis hard. "You're going to die,"

she said in my ear, protesting, "It's such a dirty place, why are you always thinking about these crooked things?" My hand slipped under her sweater, teasing her full breasts through her bra. "It's not dirty, the sleeper toilet is clean. Don't you think it's exciting and comfortable to be intimate on the train?"

I deliberately increased the intensity of my movements. "I'll make you feel like you're dying of pleasure." Luli was embarrassed. She squirmed coquettishly in my arms.

A dozen minutes after the train left Zhuzhou, the sleeper car was quiet, with only the snoring of sleeping passengers. Following the dim light from the small lamp in the corner of the aisle, I led Luli by the hand and tiptoed towards the toilet.

The sneaky feeling was just like being a thief.

Seeing that no one was around, we quickly went into the restroom, which was unusually clean. The lights were bright, and I hurriedly pulled down my pants, placing a newspaper under the faucet. My erect penis pointed high at Luli. She looked at my naked lower body, her face flushed with embarrassment. Although we had been intimate many times, she was still ashamed to see me naked, always insisting on turning off the lights during our intimacy, preventing me from fully appreciating her beautiful body. "Hurry up and take it off,"

I urged impatiently.

Luli*, pressed against the car wall, her voice trembling slightly, said, "I'm still scared. Can't we not do it here?"

I pulled her into my arms and reached for her pants. Luli struggled, pleading, "I'll keep you company after we get off the bus, please, not here..."

I ignored her pleas and forcefully unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down. "Hurry up, Luli, it'll be troublesome if someone comes." After

a few struggles, I finally pulled Luli's pants off, her naked lower body exuding a captivating allure under the light.

Luli shyly closed her eyes, avoiding my gaze, her hands desperately covering her genitals. Although I had entered Luli's body many times, this was the first time I had seen her genitals so clearly. Her smooth, long thighs were beautifully sculpted, and her fair skin was covered with a fine layer of shivering in the cold night air. The abundant hair between her legs stubbornly peeked out from between her fingers. My blood was ignited by the beautiful scene before me.

Luli trembled slightly and said, "I...I'm a little cold." As if waking from a dream, I immediately pulled her into my arms, stroking her lower abdomen and whispering, "Don't be afraid, I'll warm you up soon."

I pulled away her small hands covering her genitals, gently caressing her vulva, the place that had brought me so many ecstasies. Perhaps it was the cold, perhaps it was nervousness. Her tender vulva was dry, like a desert parched by dew.

My hard penis thrust fiercely between her legs, displaying its burgeoning desire. While patiently exploring her lower body, I kissed her passionately, sometimes sucking her sweet, delicious tongue into my mouth, sometimes licking her moist, slippery mouth. At the same time, I didn't forget to caress her breasts with my other hand.

Luli wrapped her arms around my waist, feeling my skillful caresses, her chest heaving rapidly, her body temperature slowly rising. She was aroused too. Before long, her lower body began to gush with love juices from my persistent efforts.

My desire had reached its breaking point. I lifted one of her legs, parted her still-partially open vulva with my fingers, and my penis plunged in with a "plop." She couldn't help but sigh with pleasure under the warm, narrow embrace, and Luli tightly hugged my back for support.

My hips moved rapidly, eagerly creating pleasure inside her. In this position, I could only insert part of my penis, but the stimulation of making love on the train and the pleasurable sensation from Luli's constant abdominal movements still gave me a feeling of euphoria.

After a few hundred thrusts, I felt weak and unable to continue. I quickly pulled out my penis, which was covered in her love juice, and said to Luli, "Grab onto the window railing and lean down."

Luli obediently did as I instructed, her full, round buttocks immediately arching upwards. I held her slender waist with both hands and thrust my penis into her wet, warm cavity again. This time, it felt much better. My penis could now be almost fully inserted, and because I didn't need to hold her legs, I could thrust more easily and vigorously. Intense pleasure kept washing over my entire body, and Luli couldn't help but let out beautiful moans under the intense stimulation.

My thrusting became faster and faster, almost keeping pace with the train's rotation.

More and more love juice flowed from Luli's slit, allowing my penis to enter and exit more smoothly. The familiar trembling of the vaginal walls reappeared, contracting and relaxing like a small mouth, gripping my penis with incredible pleasure. With a series of fierce thrusts, she let out a soul-stirring moan. The intense contractions of her vaginal canal gripped my penis so tightly it was almost impossible to move. Then, a gush of scalding love fluid gushed from deep within her body, making my glans feel both hot and numb.

She reached orgasm in this tense and stimulating environment.

I waited for her to recover from her orgasm. Soon, her vaginal canal loosened its grip on me, and I began to move frantically again. For some reason, the delicate and shy beauty of the female college student named Li Xiaofang flooded my mind with each wave of intense pleasure. I fantasized that I was making love with this beautiful girl I had only met once, her body trembling under the ravages of my thick penis, her small mouth constantly emitting joyful moans. A sense of guilt over betraying Lu Li welled up in my heart, but this sexual fantasy made me even more excited. My penis swelled even more inside Lu Li, raising the pleasure between us to an even more intense level.

A distant train whistle signaled that we, lost in our desire, were nearing our destination. I thrust with all my might, breathing heavily like a wild beast. Luli's moans grew shorter with each frenzied thrust, sounding like the pitiful cries of a dying animal.

This frenzied thrusting didn't last long; my penis began to spasm, swelling even larger and penetrating deeper into her passage with each stroke. I felt a dazzling starlight before my eyes, my back aching. I couldn't help but hiss, "Xiaoli, I'm almost there." Luli felt the intense throbbing of my penis inside her. She immediately stood up, and my penis slid out of her. As I felt the unpleasant emptiness, she gripped my scrotum with one hand and began rapidly stroking my lust-covered penis with the other.

My hands frantically slipped inside her clothes, squeezing her full, round breasts hard, holding her smooth, plump buttocks tightly, and kissing her neck deeply. Waves of pre-ejaculation pleasure stimulated every part of my body with the movements of her soft little hands.

"Ugh, ugh—" I finally couldn't hold back the intense stimulation. A wave of ecstasy surged through my body like an electric shock, my lower abdomen thrust forward, and my penis twitched in waves. Milky white semen shot out from my penis, spraying the toilet walls and floor everywhere...

Just a few minutes after Luli and I lay down on our bunks, the train attendant entered the carriage and began urging passengers getting off at Hengyang to get up and exchange their tickets. "That was close," I thought lazily as I lay on the bed, then drifted off to sleep in exhaustion and post-orgasm exhaustion.

Fallen Policeman (3) Chapter 5

Accompanied by Lu Li's gentle call, the warm sunlight shone into my newly opened eyes. "Get up, lazybones, the train has arrived in Guangzhou." Lu Li's beautiful face was radiant and charming in the sunlight.

"You're so beautiful."

I couldn't help but blurt out my praise to her.

Lu Li's face turned slightly red. I don't know if it was because of my praise or because she remembered Chen's absurdity. She avoided my burning gaze. "Get up quickly, lest the train attendant come to kick you out later." After saying that, she sat back down in her bunk.

Years of training have made me lose the habit of lingering in the warm bed. I suddenly sat up in bed. Under the warm sunlight outside the train window, the buildings of Guangzhou, the largest city in the South, appeared before my eyes.

To my surprise, the guards that my father sent to pick us up actually drove the military vehicle directly to the platform.

They even used a loudspeaker to shout: "Comrade Zhang XX from the XX City Public Security Bureau, please come over here. Someone is here to pick you up."

I had long heard that the soldiers in Guangzhou were the most powerful, but I never expected them to be this powerful.

Avoiding the hassle of crowded train station exits, we rode in an imported sedan with Guangzhou Military Region license plates towards my parents' new home. Lu Li felt somewhat flattered; indeed, in our city, only high-ranking officials like the mayor and party secretary had the privilege of being picked up by chauffeured cars at the train station. She never expected to receive such preferential treatment in a big city like Guangzhou.

Lu Li held my hand affectionately, occasionally admiring the buildings outside the window. My father's bodyguard seemed to be a rather lively person, enthusiastically introducing us to the scenery along the way. This made us, who were visiting Guangzhou for the first time, feel very welcome.

It had been almost two years since I'd seen my parents. My father, a very traditional soldier, had always been strict with me. Thinking about how I'd changed, I felt a pang of trepidation, like returning home with a heavy heart. When I was disciplined for dating Xiaoling, my father wrote me a letter, beating me mercilessly and demanding I reform my mind and soul, and align myself with the organization. I couldn't understand it at first. Later, I learned from one of my father's comrades that my parents had a huge argument about it, but my father still refused to ask anyone to intervene. It was my mother who secretly called his comrades, asking them for help. Thinking about all this made me even more nervous.

I never expected to find my parents waiting for me in the yard outside our house. Their hair had turned white; they looked noticeably older than when we last met. My father was wearing a crisp military uniform, the stars on his epaulets gleaming brightly in the sunlight.

I let go of Luli's hand and rushed to my parents. Looking at the wrinkles on their faces, tears welled up in my eyes. My father looked at me gently, while my mother wiped her eyes. She took my hand and looked at me carefully, then turned to my father and said, "Our child has grown up."

My father nodded and said, "You seem more mature now."

He frowned at my jacket and asked, "Why aren't you wearing your uniform?"

I quickly explained that it was for convenience on the road. My father interrupted me, "It's convenient. Being a police officer is like being a soldier; you have to remember your identity at all times. Put your uniform on later."

I felt embarrassed. My mother interjected, "Why are you still so fussy? Let the children go inside and rest."

She then looked at Luli behind me and said, "Is this Luli? Hmm, what a pretty girl."

Luli stepped forward and greeted my parents sweetly, "Uncle, Aunt, hello!"

A smile bloomed on my mother's face, and my father smiled and nodded.

My mother took Luli's hand and said, "You must be tired from the journey. Come in and rest."

She then called to the guard, "Xiao Jiang, could you please take their luggage to the guest room?"

In the spacious living room, Luli and I, both dressed in police uniforms, stood before my parents. My father, seeing my spirited appearance, couldn't help but nod with a smile. My mother smiled and said to my father, "You always say our child is useless, but look how successful he is now! He has one more star on his shoulder than you do." Hearing this, we both laughed, and the whole room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Dinner was plentiful, featuring dishes I've loved since childhood. They all had a northern flavor, indicating that my parents hadn't adapted to southern cuisine and still maintained their own preferences. After dinner, Luli gave my mother the gifts she had brought—local specialties suitable for middle-aged and elderly people to nourish their bodies. My mother grumbled about why we had brought so many things from so far away, not minding the trouble of the journey, but her eyes were full of pride.

My father sat on the sofa and said to me, "Your mother and I don't care what you bring back, but we're still happy that you have this thought."

He then inquired about my situation in detail, and when he learned that I had entered the School of Political Science and Law for my undergraduate studies, he was even more enthusiastic, encouraging me to study hard and work diligently, and not to let down the organization's trust.

I never expected my parents to be so open-minded now, arranging for Luli and me to sleep in the same room. Although I was happy, I was also a little embarrassed, after all, we weren't legally married. Luli also lowered her head shyly, not daring to speak.

It was the chilly season of early spring, but the nights in Guangzhou weren't as cold as in our city. We didn't need air conditioning, and walking around the room in thin underwear wasn't uncomfortable. Luli told me to go take a shower first. I wanted to ask her to shower with me, but she absolutely refused. However, she couldn't resist my insistence and followed me into the bathroom.

The small building where my father lived was really nice. The bathroom in the guest room was spacious, with a large double bathtub. I filled the tub with hot water, took off all my clothes, and soaked myself completely. The steam filled the room, and every pore of my body felt a comfortable caress, like countless warm little hands massaging my skin.

Luli looked at me lying naked in the large bathtub, her cheeks flushed, her gentle eyes brimming with shyness. "Come in quickly," I urged her, who was hesitant to undress. "The bathtub is so comfortable, the water temperature is just right." Luli

pursed her lips, turned around, and began to undress with her back to me.

As her clothes were removed one by one, her smooth and beautiful body was revealed before me: snow-white skin, a slender waist, round and pert buttocks, and straight and long jade legs, which, in the steamy water, made her look like a fairy, breathtakingly beautiful.

Luli slowly turned around, one hand covering her full, jade-like breasts that couldn't be fully concealed, the other between her legs, and stepped into the bathtub. Her shy expression immediately aroused me again. Logically speaking, we had already had many intimate encounters, and she shouldn't be so shy anymore, but it seemed to be her nature. Every time we were intimate, she was still so shy, leaving me helpless. However, I also really liked and even cherished her shyness; it aroused my strongest desire.

We lay side by side in the bathtub, our naked bodies touching in the water creating a novel and exciting pleasure. Luli's beautiful breasts swayed in the water, her two rosy nipples rising and falling on the surface, full of captivating charm. Through the rippling water, I could see the abundant hair between her legs floating like seaweed on the bottom, seemingly displaying vigorous vitality.

My hand moved from the water to her high, firm breasts, my fingers gently pinching her nipples. Luli moaned softly, her eyes glazed over in the steamy space, while her smooth little hand deliberately slipped between my legs, gently caressing my scrotum.

Several spotlights on the bathroom walls tinted the steam with vibrant colors, creating a slightly surreal, dreamlike atmosphere. The entire space was filled with a warm and intimate atmosphere. In the water, the sense of touch seemed particularly sensitive; Luli's caresses gave me an unprecedented thrill. My penis slowly rose from the water, its bright red tip emerging.

Luli giggled and gently grasped my penis. "So cute!"

she teasingly pressed my penis back into the water with her fingers, then released it, and it sprang back up, trembling slightly.

I was instantly aroused; it would be impolite not to reciprocate. I reached down and swam to her lower body, parting the abundant weeds on her slightly protruding mound, deliberately teasing her tender, rosy vulva.

Luli playfully twisted away from my advances, her small hands gripping my penis tightly. For a moment, water splashed everywhere in the small bathtub, an atmosphere of boundless spring.

After a while, we stopped our playful antics. I held my fingers out in front of Luli, my hands sticky with her love juices. "Look, you're all wet inside," I laughed, "Do you want me to love you?"

Luli closed her eyes in embarrassment, her cheeks flushed. She said in a soft, coquettish voice, "You're bad, you're so bad."

I laughed, lifting her left leg and placing it on my waist, turning to the side and pulling her hips closer. My chest pressed against her full, wet breasts, and with the lubrication of the water, I thrust my hips forward, my penis plunging into her already overflowing vulva.

Making love in the water felt absolutely wonderful. With each thrust of my penis, Luli's vulva was stretched wide open, the hot water from the bathtub surging in and being pushed deep into her passage by my penis. She moaned repeatedly from the hot and strange stimulation, the walls of her vagina trembling in waves. I felt incredibly aroused too; the hot water mixed with her vaginal fluids made my thrusts very smooth, and my penis felt an extraordinary pleasure as it was tightly enveloped by the narrow walls of her vagina.

Luli's moans were lingering and passionate, her hips heaving as she met my penis, her face a dazed look, her bright eyes watery and alluring. She bit my shoulder, causing a sharp pain that made me cry out. I retaliated, attacking her body even faster, my thick penis like a python, penetrating her tender opening again and again, splashing water everywhere.

After a while in the side-lying position, I felt unsatisfied, so I lifted Luli and had her kneel on my lower abdomen, changing to a woman-on-top position. This felt much better. I caressed her slightly sagging breasts, easily enjoying the pleasure of her rising and falling on me. Since she was the one doing the thrusting, I could easily feel the pleasure of my penis penetrating her again and again, my penis slamming heavily into the depths of her cavity. I couldn't help but let out gasps of pleasure.

Luli squinted, her face flushed with a passionate, peach-blossom-like allure. Her hands gripped the sides of the bathtub, her brow furrowed, her teeth clenched—a delicate expression that seemed to both endure and be overwhelmed by the stimulation—which only made me feel more comfortable. With each rise and fall of her body, the pubic hair on her lower body floated like seaweed, sometimes sinking to the bottom

, sometimes clinging to the edge of her vulva. Water splashed in the bathtub, and in the rising steam, everything seemed like a fairyland. The stimulation was intense; we had never experienced such wild, unrestrained lovemaking before. Luli and I didn't own a house, and our intimate moments were either clandestine in her dormitory or, like other couples , in parks—we had tasted the bitterness of tension

and helplessness. This was truly the first time we had experienced such unbridled, joyful pleasure. Luli seemed especially excited and passionate tonight; the contractions within her vagina grew stronger with each thrust, her movements frantic and intense. Finally, under the greedy embrace of her body, we both reached orgasm simultaneously. We had always used withdrawal as a method of contraception, but in this moment of extreme pleasure, we had forgotten that. Her soft, boneless body slumped against me, and the spasms in my lower body lasted a long time, as if I were about to ejaculate all the essence within me.

We lay in the water for a while, until the bathtub was full and cold, before we got up and dried ourselves. Looking at the murky liquid floating on the surface of the tub, Luli, wrapped tightly in a towel, blushed and gave me a playful glare before hurriedly running out of the bathroom.

Lying on the soft bed, embracing Luli's smooth, warm body, I didn't fall asleep as usual from the exhaustion after my orgasm. Luli slept soundly in my arms, but for some reason, my mind was unusually active, filled with thoughts of many things, many people, countless past experiences playing out vividly in my mind like a movie. I couldn't sleep.

Listening to Luli's soft breathing in my arms, I gently pulled away from her tender embrace, went naked to the window, and drew back a corner of the curtains. Outside, the night was vast, cold, and dark, the sky a heavy black, devoid of the familiar starry expanse.

I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and swallowed. The nicotine swirled in my body, then transformed into pale white smoke rings that drifted into the air, swirling into wisps of smoke. My father was a fortunate generation, with his own unwavering faith and steadfast beliefs. He shed blood on the battlefield and sweated in the barracks. His life was one without regrets. And me? What have I done after working for so long? I dared not think further. What would my parents think if they knew what I had done?

So cold, I didn't know if it was the cold of the outside world or the coldness in my heart, a deep chill that seeped into my bones. Gazing at Lu Li's curvaceous body on the bed, an intense emptiness and desolation welled up within me. Today, I seem to only rely on a woman's body heat to resist my despondency, numbing my nerves in the wonderful orifices of a woman, gaining a pitiful sense of self-esteem from her soft moans and gasps. The conquering, creating, and striving genes—the masculine genes instilled in me by my father and the military—only occasionally flash in one new female body after another. Is this the life I want? I don't know. My former ambitions and high spirits seem like a distant dream, appearing only in the lonely wanderings of the night.

I don't know when, but in the cold, I couldn't resist the temptation of Lu Li's warm body, and once again drifted into a deep sleep.

Guangzhou was the most open city in my memory, opening its arms to people from all over the country. But I never expected that the Guangzhou before me would be dirty and crowded, like a chaotic dock. And it gave us, who came to Guangzhou for the first time, an unbearable memory.

That noon, in a messy residential area near Huangpu Old Port, I accompanied Lu Li to see one of her high school classmates, who worked as a secretary in an electronics factory owned by Taiwanese people. Unable to find our missing person, we instead encountered a security team checking temporary residence permits. Neither of us looked like migrant workers heading south, but since we didn't have our work permits or ID cards, and couldn't speak Cantonese, the team members, speaking gibberish, wouldn't listen to our explanations and insisted on taking us to the police station.

I thought explaining the situation at the police station would be fine, but once we got there, the team members immediately demanded a fine. There wasn't a single officer in sight; only these thug-like team members, interrogating us like thieves, yelling at us. They threatened to send money or they'd take us to a detention center. A short, dark-skinned man, seemingly a squad leader, kept lewdly staring at Lu Li's beautiful, voluptuous figure, saying that if we didn't pay the fine, they'd treat us like prostitutes.

Lu Li and I exchanged a bitter smile; we never imagined that we, as police officers, would encounter such a ridiculous and absurd situation.

Lu Li and I didn't even have a place to sit. We stood in the small courtyard of the police station with the other arrested people. Faced with these unreasonable auxiliary police officers, I knew it was wise to avoid trouble, so I said I would call someone to send money. But you couldn't make phone calls inside the police station. I had no choice but to run to the grocery store outside to make a call, and it took quite a while before someone answered. My parents weren't home; they were at a gathering with their comrades. Only my father's bodyguard, Xiao Jiang, was home. After finding out where I was, he told me to wait at the police station, and he would come to pick us up soon.

Xiao Jiang was a soldier; once he arrived at the police station, the problem would be solved. Thinking it should be fine, I bought a pack of cigarettes at the grocery store before heading back to the police station. Entering the courtyard, I was shocked to find that Lu Li was no longer among the crowd. I frantically searched everywhere, but couldn't find her anywhere. I was startled. Guangzhou is a complicated place; anything can happen.

Although Lu Li was a police officer, she was just a clerical officer, and a very beautiful woman. The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became. I hurriedly asked the other people who had been arrested, but they all stared at me blankly, expressionless, and no one answered my questions. Only a group of young men wearing glasses, who looked like students, secretly told me that Luli had been called to the office by the auxiliary police. They even pointed it out to me. I looked in the direction they pointed, and damn it, the door to that room on the second floor was tightly closed.

I asked which auxiliary police officer it was, and the man with glasses described it to me. It turned out to be that lecherous, skinny, dark-skinned guy. I was instantly furious. Why would they take someone into a house alone to check their temporary residence permit? It couldn't be anything good. Sure

enough, as soon as I reached the top of the stairs, two auxiliary police officers grabbed my shoulders. "What are you doing? Where are you going?"

Their broken Mandarin sounded awkward.

I said, "I'm going to find my girlfriend. Where did you take her?"

I was so anxious that I almost yelled. One of the auxiliary police officers shoved me hard, pushing me down the stairs. He glared at me and cursed in incomprehensible Cantonese, then said, "We're asking him to take a statement, what are you panicking about? We'll be looking for you later anyway." He might fool others, but he couldn't fool me.

I was worried about Lu Li upstairs, and my heart was filled with anxiety and anger. Feigning fear, I approached them on the stairs, opening my mouth as if to speak, then suddenly punched them hard in the stomach. They doubled over in pain, but before they could even cry out, I had grabbed them by the collar and dragged them down the stairs.

They tumbled down the stairs into the yard, crashing together.

I rushed up to the second floor and heard a woman's scream—it was Lu Li's voice. I reached the door and, without thinking, slammed it shut.

The door opened with a bang, and the scene inside made my jaw drop. Two security guards were pinning Luli to the table. One of them, a heavier one, held down Luli's hands and pressed his mouth against hers to stifle her cries. The other two had each clamped one of Luli's legs between their own, spreading her thighs apart. Luli's upper garment had been stripped off; her silk bra was only hanging by a strap, her smooth, white skin exposed to the air. The skinny, dark-skinned man's tanned hands were roughly squeezing Luli's firm, full breasts, while his other hand was lifting her skirt and moving it around her genitals. Luli was completely immobilized, only able to whimper softly.

I never imagined such a thing could happen in a police station. My blood rushed to my head. My eyes reddened, and after a moment of stunned silence, I roared and lunged forward. I punched the fat man in the face and kicked the skinny guy at the same time. The fat man's face was covered in blood from my angry and hateful punches, but the skinny guy was quite agile. He rolled away and ran out the door for his life. I continued to hit the fat man hard, and after only two or three blows, he collapsed on the ground like mud and passed out.

Luli started to cry. I took off my coat and put it on her. Just then, I heard a commotion outside. The stairs were being trampled loudly as many people came up. I didn't have time to comfort Luli. I told her to put on my clothes quickly, took two batons from the wall, and went out. I saw five or six auxiliary police officers rushing towards me with batons, shouting. I charged forward without fear.

Fallen Policeman (3) Chapter 6:

Batons Flying. Amid screams, two auxiliary police officers fell down with blood streaming from their heads. I was also hit hard on the shoulder and head, and blood was flowing down my head. I gritted my teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and continued charging forward, brandishing my baton. The men, terrified by my ferocity, retreated.

I drove them down the stairs, then stood guard at the top, glaring down at them. Blood streamed from my head into my eyes, making everything around me appear blood-red. They charged again, but failed to break through. Two more men were beaten by my baton, crying and screaming; the sound of their bones breaking was more beautiful than the finest music.

A torn piece of cloth wrapped my wound, and Lu Li, her face streaked with tears, choked back sobs as she used a handkerchief to secure it.

I patted her gently, my blood instantly staining her clothes. Looking at her sorrowful expression, I felt a surge of mixed emotions. As a police officer of the Republic, I was powerless to stop my girlfriend from being humiliated in a police station. My heart seemed to bleed too.

The wailing of sirens drifted from afar. Downstairs, the auxiliary police—no, the robbers, the bandits—cheered and shouted insults. I began to doubt if this was really a police station. Although there were police equipment and markings everywhere, and a sign for the Guangzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau's XX Branch XXX Police Station was posted at the entrance, I couldn't see a single uniformed police officer amidst the fierce fighting.

Just then, I heard orderly footsteps at the entrance. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms pouring into the police station. Leading them was my father's bodyguard, Xiao Jiang. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

In the spacious living room, my father sat solemnly before me. Lu Li, now dressed in different clothes, was sobbing softly in my mother's arms. A military medic was bandaging my head. I recounted my ordeal at the police station to my father. "They were nothing but bandits and robbers. I rescued Xiaoli, and before I could even leave the room, they pounced on me with sticks," I recounted excitedly. My father's face turned ashen, and his chest heaved violently, showing that his anger had reached its peak.

The phone rang outside. After a while, the guard, Xiao Jiang, came in, stood at attention, and saluted my father, saying, "Report, the Security Department is calling." My father seemed to squeeze out a single word through gritted teeth: "Speak!"

Xiao Jiang said, "The Security Department said that the Public Security Bureau has two people with minor injuries and three hospitalized. Their branch chief is at the Security Department demanding that we hand over the assailant."

My father snorted and stood up, saying to Xiao Jiang, "At least you haven't disgraced me. What about you? Has anyone been injured?"

Xiao Jiang stood ramrod straight and respectfully said, "Reporting, sir, no one laid a hand on us. We just forcibly took the people back from the Public Security Bureau." "Oh," my father turned to look at me, his eyes revealing admiration, "Not bad, kid. You took down five people by yourself without even falling. In the army, you could be in the reconnaissance company."

Hearing my father's rare praise, I couldn't help but feel all the pain in my body lessen. "Rest well, child,"

my father said gently to me, then turned to Luli, who was still sobbing, and said, "Little Lu, don't be sad, your uncle will definitely get revenge for you."

With that, he hurriedly left with Xiao Jiang.

The matter was handled without any surprises. The police chief initially thought it was just a case of ordinary soldiers causing trouble, but it turned out that a member of the joint defense team had arrested the son and daughter-in-law of a high-ranking military officer, even insulting and attempting to rape his daughter-in-law. He was terrified. The military security department obediently agreed to all the conditions: compensation for medical expenses and nutritional expenses, pursuing criminal charges against the perpetrators, and holding relevant personnel accountable for dereliction of duty, etc. Finally, my father coldly told him that the military would wait to see the results

of the investigation before deciding whether to report it to higher authorities. He believed those thugs wouldn't get away with it. I lay in bed, my head still bandaged, and Luli lay beside me, gently massaging my injured arm. Only then did I have a chance to ask her about the details of what happened. Luli's face instantly turned red; recalling the scene, she felt a mixture of indignation and shame. She still recounted her experience in detail.

When I left the police station to make a phone call, the skinny, dark-skinned man told her to go to the office to give a statement. Although she was a police officer, she had always worked in administration and didn't realize that this wasn't necessary. So she followed him to the office on the second floor. As soon as she entered, the man and another member of the auxiliary police pushed her onto the table and pinned her down. She hadn't expected this to happen in the police station and was completely stunned. She stood there dumbfounded, unable to resist.

The two men seemed to be used to this kind of thing, their coordination remarkably smooth. They clearly divided their tasks, controlling her body and skillfully removing her top. The fat man even pulled her hand towards his crotch. She instinctively grabbed his penis; the thick, fat shaft thrashing in her hand brought her back to her senses. She realized her upper body was naked in front of two strange men, and the skinny, dark-skinned man was touching her breasts and kissing her nipples.

She was filled with shame and anger. She never imagined that she, a police officer, would be humiliated in the police station office by these dark-skinned, lecherous auxiliary police officers. She quickly released the man's penis and struggled to resist, but the fat man forcefully held her hands down. Her breasts were brutally kneaded by two hands of different sizes, and her legs were clamped between the two men, rendering her immobile. She tried to scream, but the fat man's stinking mouth was pressed against her lips. The thin, dark-skinned man ravaged her body like a vicious wolf, one hand reaching under her spread thighs, pulling up her panties, and inserting his fingers directly into her body. Tears streamed down her face from the pain, as if she were trapped in a nightmare from which she could not escape.

In desperation, she forcefully sucked on the fat man's thick tongue, which he pulled away in pain. She cried out, but the fat man immediately covered her lips again. The thin, dark-skinned man then inserted another finger into her vagina, the pain in her lower body feeling as if it were about to split open. Fortunately, I rushed in just then; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. As she spoke, Luli's eyes reddened again, tears welling up.

I gently comforted her, but I saw glistening tears stream down her cheeks, leaving two heartbreaking streaks. Seeing Luli's delicate, tear-streaked face, my heart ached. The infuriating scene in the police station kept replaying in my mind: Luli's nearly naked, delicate body, held captive by two bastards, unable to move, helplessly enduring near-torture. I only regretted not having a gun; otherwise, I would have killed those two beasts.

My head started throbbing again, and I couldn't help but groan softly. Luli wiped away her tears and gently massaged my head. The bed was warm, and the soft light gave the room a cozy and peaceful ambiance. My hands moved along Luli's smooth shoulders and back, unhooking her bra. Her full, delicate breasts immediately sprang out, pressing intimately against my chest. I felt the warmth emanating from her body and gently stroked her firm, elastic buttocks. "Don't be sad anymore," I comforted Luli. "Those two guys will pay for their actions." Luli rested her head on my shoulder and said softly, "I really wanted to die right then and there rather than endure their humiliation." We fell silent, quietly snuggling together in the warm blankets. Feeling Luli's warm breasts gently pressing against my chest, a warm sensation rose in my lower abdomen, and my penis became erect. Luli immediately sensed my arousal, looked up at me with teary eyes, and said, "Your head is injured, the doctor wants you to rest." I smiled wryly, "It won't obey my commands, but who told you to be so beautiful?"

Hearing my praise, a smile appeared on Luli's still tear-streaked face. Her hand reached into my underwear and grasped my penis, its heat pulsating in her soft hand.

She gazed at me intently and whispered, "You...you really want it?"

I wanted to nod, but a sharp pain stopped me. Luli looked at my furrowed brow in pain and bit her lip. As if making a decision, she said, "Don't move, let me do it." With that, she slowly burrowed under the covers. I watched in astonishment as she moved within them.

Luli pulled down my underwear under the covers, then enveloped my penis in her warm, tender breasts, her lips slowly kissing down from my lower abdomen. A strange pleasure coursed through my body with her kisses; I felt my blood boiling, almost unable to believe I was truly experiencing it.

With eager anticipation, Luli's sweet lips touched my genitals, the soft, downy hair slipping into her mouth with each suckle. This intense stimulation made my penis throb even harder in her cleavage.

Gently, her tongue licked my penis, sending a shiver through me like an electric shock, and I couldn't help but let out a sigh of pleasure. Then, my penis entered her moist, slippery mouth, feeling her teeth gently caressing it. In that instant, I felt like I could fly.

I used to watch confiscated pornographic videotapes with Luli. Whenever there was a scene of oral sex, she always thought it was dirty. Although she watched them with me under my semi-coercion, she still found it unacceptable, believing it was something only prostitutes would do. No matter how much I coaxed or threatened her, she absolutely refused to perform such a service for me. I never expected that she would now willingly use her small mouth to kiss my penis.

I was filled with pleasurable pleasure and couldn't help but pull back the covers. Luli's naked body was clearly visible under the soft light, her smooth, white skin as white as snow. Her body trembled slightly from the sudden chill, but she still knelt gently and considerately beside me, continuing to serve me.

Luli's gentle little mouth awkwardly took my penis in, licking it with her tongue and gently biting it with her lips. Although I had tried oral sex before, watching my pure and beautiful girlfriend perform this service that I had previously refused to do, I still felt extremely excited. After a while, she gradually got used to the impact of my large penis in her mouth, slowly relaxing the pressure of her breasts on my penis, her small mouth slightly open, swallowing my penis inch by inch. I felt her two thin, tender red lips move from top to bottom, my penis reaching deep into her throat.

She tried her best to hold my penis in her mouth, then slid it up and down, my penis slowly moving in and out of her warm, slippery mouth. This kind of pleasure, completely different from thrusting in and out of her flesh, made me even more excited. My penis swelled up, filling her small mouth completely, my mind seemingly immersed in a chaotic ocean.

My thoughts flew in boundless pleasure, and for some reason, the image of Lu Li being stripped naked and humiliated at the police station reappeared in my mind, but surprisingly, I felt no anger, but rather a kind of wicked pleasure.

In a daze, I seemed to see the fat man's large mouth pressed against Lu Li's tender red lips, his thick, fat hands kneading her delicate breasts, his legs clamping her thighs together, his bulging member pressing tightly against her waist. The short, thin, and agile man, with Lu Li's other leg between his legs, kissed her pink nipples, her areolas covered in saliva. One of his hands roamed over Lu Li's smooth, soft skin, while the other reached between her wide-open legs. From the bulge in Lu Li's skirt, I could guess how passionately his hand was moving between her beautiful vulva. A gentle and beautiful policewoman was being violated by two lewd men on the desk in the police station office—what a blood-pumping, brutal scene!

Perhaps everyone has a hidden sadistic streak deep within them, which will surface under the right conditions. At this moment, my chaotic consciousness seemed to unleash the demons within me. In my fantasy, I was that short, dark-skinned man, humiliating a beautiful woman lying motionless on the table in the messy office of the police station—a woman who claimed to be a policewoman.

I kissed her fragrant nipples, caressed her alluring body, and her thighs, clamped between my legs, struggled futilely, only stimulating my eager penis. My hand reached into her wide-open lower body, lifting her skirt. With a forceful movement, I tore her thin panties, my fingers quickly parting the thick pubic hair, probing wildly at the warm, tender flesh. The beautiful woman's whole body tensed, making indistinct moans, her pink breasts heaving violently, full of exhilarating allure.

A muffled groan jolted me from my lewd fantasy, only to find myself still lying in bed. My constantly thrusting lower abdomen, due to extreme excitement, caused my penis to penetrate deeply into Luli's mouth, reaching deep into her throat. The intense feeling of confinement brought me to the peak of pleasure. She shook her head uncomfortably, trying to spit out my penis, but I, immersed in pleasure, wouldn't let go. I pressed her head down firmly with both hands, my penis swelling and contracting inside her mouth. Then, a tingling sensation shot through my lower back, and my semen gushed out, shooting directly into her throat.

Luli struggled desperately, but I only withdrew my limp penis from her mouth after I finished ejaculating. Luli coughed violently and rushed to the bathroom. I lay limply on the bed, feeling utterly exhausted. Recalling my sexual fantasies, a wicked pleasure rose within me.

Luli and I didn't want to concern ourselves with how the police station handled the matter. After all, we were both police officers, and if word got out, it would truly be a sensational story. It was most appropriate for the military to handle it, claiming it was an insult to a military family member and pursuing the matter with the police. We stayed in Guangzhou for two more days before hastily embarking on our journey home.

Fallen Policeman (3) Chapter 7

Before I even got my undergraduate diploma from the School of Political Science and Law, in accordance with the spirit of the Ministry of Public Security's document, in order to welcome the new century, improve the construction of the public security team, and strengthen the grassroots forces, the Municipal Bureau selected a large number of young backbones as trainees to go to various police stations and criminal police squads for training. I, who had always performed well, was also transferred to work in the criminal police team of the Development Zone Public Security Bureau and was promoted one level to become the instructor of the criminal police team.

To be honest, the Public Security Bureau is not a place where people eat and do nothing all day. Some people abuse their privileges and bully the people, but some people do things with a conscience. However, like all government departments, the systemic problems determine that an individual's future is related to the appreciation of the leaders, especially those who hold real power, rather than the individual's actual achievements.

This has made many people used to doing things according to the leader's wishes. In the reality that stability overrides everything, in order to achieve the results of leaders at all levels and to reduce the crime rate, many cases, whether big or small, are not filed. This is why the Public Security Bureau is usually quiet, but arrests a large number of people during crackdowns. Everyone knows the situation, but they are unwilling to act until higher-ups or the central government feel that the security situation is serious and that a crackdown is necessary, at which point they suddenly launch a frantic operation. I really can't understand it. Does people's IQ drop once they become officials, and why do they always like to do things that are less effective than more effective?

The criminal investigation team is the most demanding yet most rewarding department in the Public Security Bureau. The reason is simple: they primarily handle heinous criminal cases such as murder, arson, robbery, and rape. This often requires officers to work day and night. Failure to solve a case results in criticism from superiors and public condemnation; success brings rewards and praise. Compared to the general public security system, the criminal investigation team has an advantage because it mainly deals with criminal offenses, so there are fewer instances of leniency. However, if someone does try to plead for leniency, it's often someone with a powerful and intimidating influence.

Unfortunately, I encountered this situation shortly after taking office. The overwhelmed team leader, as if seeing a savior, assigned me this thorny case.

In the criminal investigation team's instructor's office, I sat in the stuffy room reviewing the case file. The annoying chirping of cicadas outside the window made me feel a chill despite the July heat.

The case was simple: the suspect had violently raped a female student from the foreign language department of a university. Shockingly, he then took nude photos of the victim afterward, attempting to blackmail her with them. What's slightly unusual is that the suspect was a high school student, the victim was his tutor, and the crime scene was in the suspect's home.

The evidence was overwhelming: the suspect's confession, the victim's accusation, the victim's medical report and physical examination from the day of the incident, and nude photos of the victim taken by the suspect. Logically, this evidence should have been sufficient to establish an airtight case. However, when the case file was submitted to the prosecutor's office for prosecution, it was rejected due to insufficient evidence. The suspect then changed his testimony, claiming he was tortured into confessing, that the victim consented and induced him to have sex, and that she falsely accused him of rape simply because he hadn't done her any favors. The last page of the case file detailed the suspect and victim's family backgrounds and social connections, along with their photos. The victim, Wei Hui, appeared to be a simple and pretty girl from the city; her parents were ordinary workers with a clean background. The suspect, Zhao Daqing, appeared arrogant and domineering in the photos, but was quite handsome, even somewhat dashing. The father, Zhao Chengfeng, was the Secretary-General of the Municipal Government, and the mother, Pan Yu, was the Deputy Director of the Municipal Finance Bureau. Both were influential figures in the city, especially Zhao Chengfeng, who was a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and a leading candidate for the next mayor. No wonder the captain was so afraid.

Closing the case file, I thought to myself, "Damn it, can officials escape legal punishment? There's really no justice in this world. With this evidence, it's unlikely the case will be overturned." However, to be on the safe side, I decided to investigate more carefully myself.

That noon, I took two criminal police officers to the detention center to interrogate Zhao Daqing. When Zhao Daqing saw that new people were interrogating him, he probably thought there was a chance for a breakthrough and recounted the events to me with great enthusiasm. According to him, the victim, Wei Hui, had been seducing him while he was her tutor. During this time, they had sexual relations multiple times at Wei Hui's initiative. Wei Hui asked him to ask his father, a high-ranking official in the municipal government, to help her find a good job, but Zhao Daqing's father had always been strict with him, so he didn't dare to ask and just gave a perfunctory answer.

On the afternoon of the incident, only the two of them were at Zhao Daqing's house. Wei Hui said she wanted to try something new with Zhao Daqing, so she found some violent images of rape and similar acts on the internet. They then imitated these images. Afterwards, Wei Hui asked Zhao Daqing to take pictures of her naked as a souvenir. Unexpectedly, Wei Hui immediately reported Zhao Daqing for raping her.

Zhao Daqing's words seemed plausible, but the constant fear and panic in his eyes convinced me he was lying. The son of a municipal secretary-general wouldn't be acting like this if he were truly innocent. I believed no one would dare to abuse him. Judging from his complexion, he must have had a good time in detention.

Back at the criminal investigation team, I saw two young women guarding the large office through the glass door. As soon as I entered my office, the internal phone on my desk rang. It turned out that the two girls were Wei Hui, the victim of the rape case, and her friend. Hearing that the case had taken a turn for the worse, they had come to the criminal investigation team to inquire about the situation and insisted on seeing a leader. The captain avoided them, and the detective on duty asked for my opinion. After thinking for a moment, I had the detective bring them to my office.

When the two girls entered my office, I was stunned. One of them was Li Xiaofang, the young female college student I had met on the train. I didn't know what to say for a moment. Li Xiaofang also didn't expect to meet me here, and her expression was very surprised. Fortunately, Wei Hui broke down in tears, which relieved us from the awkwardness. Li Xiaofang and I gently comforted her, and after a while, Wei Hui regained her composure. Then, I heard the other side of the story from her.

In the quiet office, Wei Hui recounted her tragic experience, while I was somewhat unsettled, occasionally stealing glances at Li Xiaofang. Li Xiaofang silently held Wei Hui's hand, her eyes occasionally glancing at me, filled with a complex expression. When Wei Hui got emotional, she couldn't help but cry again. It took her a full hour to finally explain the whole story.

It turned out that because of her family's poor financial situation, Wei Hui had been tutoring part-time during her two years of university to supplement her income. Because of her excellent grades, two months ago the department head introduced her to tutor the secretary-general's son, Zhao Daqing. However, Zhao Daqing not only didn't study hard, but also frequently made suggestive remarks and deliberately put pornographic magazines in her bag. She had been enduring this silently for the sake of her tutoring salary. On the day of the incident, she went to Zhao Daqing's house as usual and caught him watching pornographic videos. She was both ashamed and angry and tried to leave, but Zhao Daqing grabbed her and sexually assaulted her. She struggled desperately, but was no match for Zhao Daqing's beastly violence; he forced her to the ground and raped her. Afterwards, Zhao Daqing even took nude photos of her and threatened to distribute them to her family and classmates if she reported it to the police.

After Zhao Daqing was arrested, someone claiming to be a representative of Zhao Daqing's family came to her home, demanding that she withdraw the charges and admit to having a relationship with Zhao Daqing. They offered her 50,000 yuan in compensation and guaranteed a good job in the city after graduation, which she firmly refused. The person left, saying she would regret it. Sure enough, a few days later, she heard that Zhao Daqing's case had been overturned, so she rushed to the criminal investigation team hoping for a clear answer. Li Xiaofang, her classmate studying law at Hunan University, was home for vacation and accompanied her.

Looking at Wei Hui, who was crying her eyes out, I felt a pang of pain in my heart, but I had no right or ability to give her any concrete guarantees. I could only offer empty platitudes about believing the police would act according to the law and severely punish the criminals. She was disappointed but helpless, and finally left at Li Xiaofang's urging. Before leaving, Li Xiaofang asked for my phone number, saying she would call to find out more. When she took the number from me, she gave me a complicated look. I knew that new trouble, or rather, new temptation, had arrived.

Before it got dark, I quietly slipped into Luli's single dormitory. This small room was our love nest. Luli was waiting for me; we had arranged to meet tonight. Since joining the criminal investigation team, I'd been much busier than before, and I hadn't seen her for four or five days. Luli, wearing a white tracksuit, looked particularly charming. I couldn't wait to embrace her, pressing my strong chest against her full breasts. Luli giggled in my arms, feeling the firmness and softness of her breasts. The desire I'd been suppressing for days surged uncontrollably. I unzipped my pants, freeing my erect penis, and then captured her lips, sucking them hungrily. Luli's soft, agile tongue responded to my kisses, and she used her hands to press my erect penis down, then squeezed it tightly between her thighs, gently kneading it to soothe my urge.

It wasn't that I was lustful; it's just that after the physical intimacy between a man and a woman, the first thing they naturally want to do when they're together is to be intimate. I kissed Luli passionately, my hands not idle either, quickly unbuttoning her blouse and slipping my hand inside. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the feeling of holding her warm, smooth breasts in my hands was incredibly pleasurable.

Luli's dormitory was an old-style building, which had the advantage of being warm in winter and cool in summer, but it had a fatal flaw: the soundproofing was terrible. I could faintly hear the sounds of people walking and talking next door, so every time we were intimate there, we tried our best to suppress our desires, afraid that we might accidentally let our sounds escape.

After a passionate kiss, I released her lips, panting as I pressed her head down. Luli understood my intention and obediently knelt down, zipping my pants all the way up. Then, one hand slipped inside my pants, groping for my scrotum, while the other hand guided the base of my penis. She opened her mouth, and my penis entered her wet, warm mouth. Ever since she started accepting oral sex, at my insistence, she'd let me ejaculate in her mouth before every sexual encounter. This, she believed, would make me stronger and last longer during the subsequent lovemaking. Women who deeply love their boyfriends are always willing to go to great lengths in this regard.

From the skillful licking and sucking of Luli's tongue, it was clear she was becoming increasingly adept at using her mouth to make me feel good. She had completely mastered all my sensitive spots and knew how to bring me to my most pleasurable orgasm. I tried my best to suppress the urge to scream, silently enjoying her tender service. Every forceful contraction of her mouth sent me into a frenzy, my legs going weak. I held her head and slowly backed away. Luli continued to suck on my penis, her hands clutching my clothes as she moved slowly to the bedside.

I carefully lay down on her bed, closed my eyes, and relaxed my whole body, feeling the intense stimulation coming from my lower body. My mind was calm and peaceful, my heart was clear, and my hearing seemed to become particularly sensitive. I could clearly hear my own heartbeat, the soft sounds of Luli's mouth and my penis rubbing together, and even the sound of the policewoman in the next house moving her stool and turning the pages of her book. It was a very strange and wonderful feeling. I felt like I was floating on clouds or immersed in the ocean, feeling lazy. With Luli's gentle sucking and swallowing, I felt waves of desire surging in my lower abdomen. The hot liquid inside me gradually accumulated, waiting for the moment it would burst forth.

My penis throbbed inside her small mouth, filling it to bursting. It occasionally broke through the confines of her throat, plunging deep inside. Lu Li's gentle and skillful technique was truly a blessing. My body unknowingly reached the breaking point, my legs stiffening and my lower abdomen thrusting like a fish. Lu Li sensed my urge, her small hand on the base of my penis moving rapidly, her tender red mouth quickening its swallowing rhythm, each time pushing my penis as deep as possible into her throat.

Damn it, at this crucial moment, my cell phone in my pocket blared, instantly banishing my desire. Lu Li looked up at me in disappointment. I gave her a helpless, bitter smile. Since joining the criminal investigation team, my cell phone, always on 24/7, had become a third party between Lu Li and me, constantly ruining our plans.

I answered the phone, and a familiar voice came through—it was the director of the municipal bureau's office, a confidant of Political Commissar Meng. He said Political Commissar Meng had arranged for someone to meet me, and that he was waiting for me at the Peony Pavilion of the Emperor Hotel, urging me to come immediately. Political Commissar Meng was my patron; his orders were more effective than those of the Ministry of Public Security, or at least, I should act as if they were. I looked at Lu Li apologetically; her eyes were full of disappointment. I kissed her face and lips; her lips still carried the scent of my genitals.

I gently kissed her earlobe and said, "I'm sorry, something came up at the team; I have to go back immediately."

Lu Li nodded gently and said, "Work is important. Go ahead, but be careful."

I nodded, got off the bed, and zipped up my pants, saying, "Don't wait for me tonight. It looks like I can't come. After I finish these next few days, I'll take you to visit your parents." Hearing my considerate words, a warm smile appeared on Lu Li's face.

A few brilliant sunset clouds lingered on the distant horizon, the streets were bustling with traffic, and people sat under the orange streetlights enjoying the cool evening air. I floored the accelerator of my sidecar motorcycle, but the speedometer still wouldn't exceed 40 kilometers per hour. The criminal investigation team was short of funds for new equipment, so this dilapidated vehicle, long overdue for retirement, became my personal ride. The wind blowing in my face still carried the sweltering heat of the day.

The Emperor Hotel's decor was arguably the best in the city, reportedly designed by a top designer from Hong Kong. Those who frequented the hotel were mostly high-ranking officials, dignitaries, and business tycoons. The staff were also carefully selected. The hotel was the city's first and only four-star hotel.

A young and beautiful hostess in a bright red cheongsam led me towards the Peony Pavilion. With her graceful steps, two snow-white, delicate thighs were exposed from the slit in her cheongsam, easily pleasing to the eye. My

previously interrupted lust was reignited. I swallowed hard, suppressing my desire, and obediently followed her into the hotel.

The hostess stopped at the entrance of the Peony Pavilion private room, gave me a professional smile, and then bowed, gesturing for me to enter. I lingered for a long time, staring intently at her long, beautiful legs before stepping into the room.

The table was already laden with sumptuous dishes. The office director greeted me with a smile, grabbing my hand and introducing me to another man, Director Mao from the Finance Bureau. My head spun. The more I feared something, the more likely it was to happen. It seemed this dinner wasn't going to be pleasant.

"Come on, everyone, sit down. We're all family, don't be shy," the director warmly invited us to sit down, then waved for the waiters in the room to leave. Since I was already there, I had to eat, so I reluctantly sat down, picked up my glass, and drank it all with them.

After a few rounds of drinks, the director made his intentions clear: "Xiao Zhang, we're all on the same side. To be honest, Secretary-General Zhao, Director Pan, and our Political Commissar Meng are all in the same boat. Secretary-General Zhao's business is our business. His son is with you now, and I think you know how to handle some things."

I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. Damn it, this guy, does he think he's some kind of political commissar or director? His tone is so arrogant. My face involuntarily changed color slightly. Director Mao, a shrewd man, noticed my displeasure and chimed in, "Our Director Pan also knows this is a complicated matter, and we're sorry to trouble you. So we've prepared some materials; take a look." He then pulled a stack of printed materials from his briefcase and handed them to me.

Looking at the materials in my hand, I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine. This material is truly terrifying. There's testimony from Secretary Zhao's nanny confirming that Zhao Daqing and Wei Hui frequently engaged in intimate acts; a statement from Wei Hui's school security office regarding her lifestyle; testimony from Wei Hui's ex-boyfriend confirming they had sexual relations and frequently played sadomasochistic games; a statement from Zhao Daqing's school confirming he was an excellent student, etc. All of these documents bear bright red official seals and fingerprints. Looking at these materials, cold sweat broke out on my back. It's truly frightening. To produce something so meticulous and detailed requires not only power but also the involvement of seasoned veterans in the public security and political-legal systems. Perhaps even my Political Commissar Shan Meng offered advice.

"How is it?"

Director Mao was quite satisfied with my demeanor. He said reservedly, "These materials can prove that Zhao Daqing is innocent, right?"

I tried to remain calm and thought for a moment before saying, "If these materials are all true, then Zhao Daqing is very likely innocent."

Hearing this, the director gave me a disapproving look, downed his drink in one gulp, and then said, "Xiao Zhang, these materials are all true. It's obvious that Zhao Daqing was framed by that Weiwei guy. Political Commissar Meng's idea is that you verify the facts, release him first, and then continue the investigation. Don't let the kid stay locked up any longer."

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