Having big breasts is a sin (Part 9)

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Chapter Nine: The Clever Kidnapping
May 4th, 8 PM, F City Workers' Grand Theater.

The trapezoidal theater, capable of holding 10,000 people, was packed. Upbeat and high-pitched music filled the theater, interspersed with excited screams and whistles.

The solo concert of the "Sexy Queen" of the music scene had just begun, yet the atmosphere was already incredibly lively.

Many fans waved flowers, and some in the back even stood on their chairs, enthusiastically flashing "V" signs at their idol.

On stage, the radiant Chu Qian was singing the first song of the night. She wore a pure white, one-piece tulle dress, with a leather strap around her long neck adorned with several glittering silver metal rings. Connected to these rings were platinum tassel chains supporting the entire dress. The corset-style shrapnel shield couldn't conceal her alluring figure, exposing her entire body from her armpits to her snow-white back.

Her outfit, both sexy and elegant, made a striking first impression. Fans peered through binoculars, snapping photos to capture the female singer's graceful figure.

Lost in their excitement, none of the fans could have imagined that this concert would be the "Sexy Queen's" final public performance.

Just as no one knew that a perverted lecher was also in the audience, his sinister gaze fixed on their idol.

"Perform well, tonight is your farewell show!"

A low, wicked laugh echoed as Awei raised his binoculars, greedily observing Chu Qian on stage. She was singing and dancing, microphone in hand, her slightly hoarse, deep voice resonating throughout the venue. While her singing wasn't particularly outstanding, her dance moves were energetic, radiating a wild, dynamic energy.

Through the binoculars, Awei could clearly see that Chu Qian's dress was slit-front, revealing almost her entire cleavage, from her high breasts down to her navel, creating a deep, exposed cleavage.

The dress design was incredibly erotic, making the singer's full breasts practically spill out. Coupled with the occasional glimpses of skin peeking out from her body by the shrapnel around her neck, and the metal ring around her neck, it had a subtle, SM-esque, decadent style that would make any man's blood boil.

"Bitch! You really know how to tease men… Just wait and see, I'll let you experience real SM…"

Awei thought, drooling, his penis already hard. The thought of turning this popular singer into a sex slave was exhilarating.

At this moment, Chu Qian had finished singing three songs, smiled and bowed amidst thunderous applause, and then addressed the audience.

"Thank you, thank you everyone... My fans in F City, you are the most enthusiastic fans I have ever seen...

Really, your enthusiasm has infected me, making me feel so hot and high all over..."

At this point, Chu Qian seemed genuinely excited, suddenly reaching out to untie her pure white tutu and throwing it far to the other side of the stage.

"Wow!"

The entire audience immediately erupted in cheers and whistles.

After the female singer took off her dress, the first thing that caught the eye was a pair of knee-high boots, her snow-white and full thighs almost completely exposed. She wore only a pair of super low-waisted sexy hot pants, revealing a patch of smooth skin below her navel. If the hot pants were any lower, even the pubic hair below her abdomen would be exposed.

However, what was most alluring was the sides of her thighs, where two pieces of fabric were crisscrossed by leather straps, revealing not only the entire curve of her thighs but also at least half of her alluring buttocks. Her full, round buttocks were swaying wildly, each twist eliciting an even louder chorus of whistles.

—Damn! Was she not wearing underwear?

Awei's heart nearly stopped; the thought flashed through his mind. He was certain that every man in the audience, if physiologically normal, would have that same suspicion.

—This slut, always teasing us like this, it's infuriating… Luckily, she'll soon be in my hands! Then I'll definitely treat her like a slave, train her properly, and do whatever I want with her…

Lost in these passionate fantasies, Awei's penis grew even harder; he longed to rush onto the stage right now, pin Chu Qian down, and fuck her hard for three hundred rounds.

Just then, his phone vibrated.

"Hello!" he answered.

"It's me, my benefactor!" Old Sun's voice came through the phone. "I'm ready. When do we move?"

"The time isn't right yet. Wait for my notification! Be careful not to give yourself away!"

"I understand..."

After hanging up, Awei remained calmly seated, enjoying Chu Qian's sensual and provocative performance through his binoculars.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heated, and an hour and a half quickly passed. Chu Qian sang twelve songs, changing outfits three times, all of them incredibly sexy and provocative.

The most striking moment was during her first song, where the female singer not only wore provocative clothing but also fully showcased her powerful vocals and dance moves. Wearing a golden, off-the-shoulder, low-cut top, her already ample breasts were even more prominent. As she sang and danced energetically on stage, her high, firm breasts swayed like two flames, creating waves that instantly brought the concert to its climax.

The fans erupted in a frenzy of screams and cheers until the music abruptly stopped. Chu Qian had already gracefully disappeared backstage, the excited shouts lingering long afterward.

The emcee and two clowns then engaged in some lighthearted banter. About ten minutes later, the female singer reappeared on stage.

This time, she wasn't wearing a revealing outfit. Instead, she wore a retro European-style long dress, the dark green hem of which resembled an inverted bowl covering the ground, completely concealing her body – a complete reversal of her previous style.

In addition, Chu Qian wore a fox-shaped hood over her head, obscuring the upper half of her face, her bright red lips painted vibrant. This was her look from her album "Gentle as a Fox," released last year, and she always wore this outfit when performing songs from that album; her die-hard fans knew it all too well.

A few soft murmurs of snickering rippled through the crowd. Although the concert still had a while to go, most fans clearly hoped the female singer would maintain her sexy image throughout.

"It's time!"

Awei glanced at his watch, still savoring the moment. It was 9:30 PM!

He took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to suppress all his fantasies, and stood up, quietly leaving his seat.

The fans' eyes were all fixed on the stage; no one noticed the man with the face hidden in the shadows, silently walking out of the emergency exit on the left side of the theater.

Outside the emergency exit was a corridor. Awei's figure moved like a ghost, dialing a number on his phone as he went.

"Operation begins!"

he whispered, his eyes gleaming with a terrifying light.

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At that very moment, Shi Binglan also glanced at her watch; the hour hand pointed to 9:30.

The concert would end at 10:15. If she could just get through the remaining forty-five minutes safely, she would have won tonight's battle! The devil's kidnapping plan would be a complete failure, if he really did have such a plan.

She thought this to herself, but her face remained completely calm and composed. Her ramrod-straight posture stood firmly still, a stark contrast to the boisterous, waving fans around her.

Several enthusiasts sitting in adjacent seats found it strange, occasionally casting puzzled glances at her. What was this beautiful woman with flowing hair and outstanding temperament all about? Her expression remained so indifferent throughout, completely out of place with the concert's frenzied atmosphere.

And yet, she was sitting in the first row! Tickets for these seats were extremely expensive, and you had to pull strings to get them. Everyone sitting in this row was a die-hard fan of Chu Qian, but this beautiful woman clearly wasn't. It was like she was occupying a prime spot without doing anything; it was truly baffling what she was doing here.

Noticing these questioning looks, the female detective captain could only offer a wry smile. She disliked Chu Qian's songs completely and even more so the female celebrity's character, but tonight she had no choice but to be here to personally ensure her safety.

After the "devil" issued the kidnapping threat, Shi Binglan dispatched her officers to take turns on duty, ensuring Chu Qian was always accompanied. Even after the incident involving Wang Yu's assault, she withstood complaints and insisted on her plan. Under this tight protection, the female singer spent three days without incident.

Many in the task force believed the criminal's provocative phone call was just empty talk and that he wouldn't dare actually confront the police. However, Shi Binglan had a gut feeling that this "devil" was not the type to back down easily. His continued absence was a strategic maneuver, waiting for the perfect opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

Since tonight was Chu Qian's last public appearance in F City, she would be rushing to another city immediately after the concert. Therefore, if the "devil" truly intended to strike, this concert was his final chance.

Therefore, Shi Binglan dared not be careless in the slightest. Not only did she personally oversee the operation, keeping a close watch on the female singer, but she also deployed thirty plainclothes officers to infiltrate every corner of the scene. Even the changing room was guarded by female officers, demonstrating her thorough preparation to prevent any unforeseen events.

—If she could successfully thwart the devil's plot tonight, even if she couldn't catch him on the spot, it would still deal a significant psychological blow to him. Generally speaking, such highly intelligent criminals are usually very arrogant, but once they suffer a severe setback, their confidence is affected much more than that of ordinary people, making them more prone to making more fatal mistakes. This would give her a strong chance of catching him…

Thinking of this, Shi Binglan's clear eyes brightened even more. Tonight, she was also dressed in plainclothes, an elegant and sophisticated casual outfit that perfectly accentuated her devilish curves. Her stunning figure, with its large breasts and slender waist, was simply breathtaking; even the "sexy diva" on stage would pale in comparison.

Time passed quickly, and before she knew it, Chu Qian had sung several more songs. Next came a song with a classical rhythm, accompanied by twelve vibrant young girls as backup dancers. A group of graceful figures twirled and danced, their bright ribbons billowing and waving to the music, a dazzling spectacle.

Suddenly, disaster struck!

Without any warning, two sharp cracks rang out, and the entire theater went dark, plunging the surroundings into complete darkness.

Whistles and shouts erupted from the audience.

Shi Binglan's heart sank, but her body instinctively leaped into the air. At that very instant, she heard a gasp from the stage!

It was Chu Qian's gasp!

The female police captain cursed inwardly, and without thinking, rushed towards the stage in the dark, stepping on several people's feet along the way and slamming her back against a railing. Ignoring the pain, she relied on instinct to quickly reach the stage.

"Chu Qian! How are you? Where are you? Chu Qian..."

The theater was now in complete chaos, her cries almost drowned out by the clamor. The stage was also buzzing with chatter, but there was no response from the female singer.

Shi Binglan broke out in a cold sweat, groping her way forward in the darkness. She encountered several backup dancers, but none of them were Chu Qian. Just

as she was becoming anxious, light suddenly returned. The stage lights came back on, though dim and flickering, it was much better than being completely blind.

With her sharp eyesight, Shi Binglan spotted Chu Qian immediately. The female singer wasn't far away; her dark green dress and fox-shaped decorations were very eye-catching, easily recognizable even among the dancers.

"Why didn't you answer?"

the female police captain scolded angrily, but secretly relieved. She had been genuinely worried that something had happened to the singer; thankfully, it was a false alarm.

No sooner said than done, before they could even catch their breath, a round, spherical object suddenly rolled out of the stage, appearing out of nowhere and tumbling to the girls' feet.

"Ouch—ah!"

A girl standing closest to them suddenly screamed, her voice filled with extreme terror. It was a mangled, bloody human head, leaving a trail of blood in its wake.

As if contagious, the girls all let out shrill screams, even Chu Qian, scattering in all directions.

—Oh no, this is the devil's plot!

Shi Binglan's nerves tightened instantly. If it were just the lights going out for no reason, it might just be an accident, but now it was absolutely certain that the devil was behind it!

"Don't panic, everyone don't panic... stay where you are, don't run around!"

the female police captain shouted, but no one listened to her. Not only was the stage in chaos, but even the first few rows of the audience below were in an uproar, clearly many people had witnessed this horrific scene.

Shi Binglan stamped her foot and had no choice but to catch up with the fleeing female singer in a few quick steps. She made a quick decision, thinking that no matter how chaotic the scene, as long as she could protect Chu Qian unaffected, the demon would ultimately fail.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she grabbed Chu Qian's shoulder from behind, the female singer screamed in panic, twisting and struggling hysterically. She was clearly terrified; even her voice was completely distorted with fear.

"It's me! Calm down...it's me...I'm here to protect you..."

Shi Binglan repeated several times, forcibly turning the female singer around so she could see her face-to-face.

Chu Qian was forced to turn around, her eyes behind the veil flashing with obvious panic. She covered her face with her hands and suddenly burst into tears, throwing herself into the arms of the female police captain as if she had seen a savior.

"It's alright, don't be afraid...it's okay, don't be afraid..."

Shi Binglan patted her back casually, comforting her while cautiously observing their surroundings. If any suspicious person approached, she would not hesitate to draw the concealed pistol at her waist.

Chu Qian was trembling, clinging tightly to the female police captain, her face buried in the captain's ample breasts, sobbing like a frightened little girl. Shi Binglan, who had initially disliked this arrogant female singer, felt a surge of maternal pity at this moment, and became even more determined to protect her with all her might, no matter what, she couldn't let the devil succeed.

"Captain!" "Captain!"

Several familiar voices rang out, and seven or eight officers rushed towards the stage from all directions. Only a little over half a minute had passed since the lights went out, so their actions were quite swift.

Shi Binglan's spirits lifted, and she immediately began giving orders.

"Wang Yu, go to the power supply room right away and see what's going on... Xiao Xuan, you're in charge of the safety of those backup dancers... Lao Tian, Lao Li, you take a group of people and do your best to maintain order in the theater... The rest of you stay here and cooperate with me in security..."

The female police captain quickly and orderly assigned manpower. Her calm and composed tone immediately had a calming effect, and the officers were also infected by her momentum, agreeing to carry out their respective tasks.

At this time, the whole place was in chaos, and the noise from tens of thousands of people was deafening. Many fans shouted Chu Qian's name and pushed towards the stage, but were blocked by a human wall formed by police officers and theater security guards. The two sides were deadlocked for a moment.

"Captain, look!" A young police officer squatted next to the head and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "This is not a real head... It's a wax sculpture! And these bloodstains are fake too..."

"Hmm, I understand!"

Shi Binglan nodded, even more certain of her judgment. This was obviously a trick by the devil to deliberately cause chaos, with the purpose of fishing in troubled waters.

“Miss Chu Qian, it’s too dangerous here. I’ll have someone escort you backstage to rest.”

Seeing the fans getting closer and closer to the stage, Shi Binglan realized she couldn’t let the female singer stay any longer; otherwise, the situation would be impossible to control.

“Old Liu, Old Wu, take her to the dressing room on the second floor!” The female police captain turned and instructed her two subordinates, “Remember, you must stay by her side at all times. No matter what happens, you are not allowed to leave.”

The two subordinates responded and quickly led Chu Qian away from backstage.

As they left, Shi Binglan felt the person in her arms first hug her tightly, then release her with a trembling grip, seemingly unwilling to part with her. In that instant, a heavy, ominous premonition suddenly filled her heart. She vaguely felt that this order might be a mistake; she shouldn’t have let the other person out of her sight!

But she couldn’t think about it now. The female police captain bent down, grabbed the microphone, and her authoritative voice resounded throughout the venue through the loudspeaker, sternly warning the fans not to cause any more trouble.

Seeing that their idol was no longer on stage, the crowd stopped pushing forward, though the noise continued.

Shi Binglan breathed a sigh of relief and then divided her subordinates into two groups: one to maintain order, and the other to guard the entrance to the second-floor dressing room, preventing any strangers from entering.

Ten minutes later, the police finally brought the situation under control, and the commotion in the theater largely subsided.

Shi Binglan instructed several veteran officers to handle the aftermath, while she went to the adjacent dressing room to listen to reports from her subordinates.

Gradually, her expression tightened, and her eyes burned with fury.

The officers who had been dispatched discovered that the power supply room and the distribution room had been attacked; the staff inside were either dead or injured, blood flowing everywhere—all the result of being assassinated with sharp weapons. Another place that had been attacked was the dressing room; several substitute dancers and beauticians were dead, and even the manager who had come with them had his throat slit.

—What a cruel and cold-blooded demon! "I will make you pay for this in blood..."

The female police captain suppressed her anger, her brows furrowed in deep thought. She regretted not having sent officers to guard these places beforehand, but why would the devil want to kill these people? Apart from the power supply room, no one else seemed to be hindering his kidnapping of the female singer. Could there be some ulterior motive...?

"Captain, I think the devil is still in the theater!" Wang Yu's brows furrowed just as tightly as hers. "The problem now is how to find him."

Shi Binglan hummed in agreement, also feeling the situation was extremely difficult. There were tens of thousands of audience members in the theater; it was impossible to forcibly detain them one by one for investigation.

"This guy is really too crazy!" Meng Xuan said bitterly. "Fortunately, Chu Qian is still under our protection; he can't possibly succeed no matter what..."

Shi Binglan remained silent. Logically speaking, with two officers constantly by the female singer's side and guards at the entrance to the second floor, there shouldn't be anything to worry about. But why was that ominous premonition growing stronger and stronger?

"Wang Yu, Xiao Xuan, come with me!"

She suddenly jumped up and, before her two subordinates could react, quickly ran towards the lounge.

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At 10:05 PM, the night was pitch black.

Dozens of cars were densely packed in the parking spaces outside the theater.

The audience hadn't left yet, so no drivers were there to drive off, and the security guards were all inside maintaining order; the surroundings were silent.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in the darkness.

He moved silently under the dim streetlights, pushing a long, flat box with wheels underneath, just the right size to fit a person.

Reaching a Santana, the black figure opened the back door and carefully placed the long box inside.

Then he sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, and pressed the accelerator.

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Shi Binglan's heart sank to her feet; her whole body felt icy cold.

In the second-floor lounge, her two trusted subordinates—police officers Lao Liu and Lao Wu—were found dead. Their skulls were split open, the red and white brain matter a gruesome sight; they had been brutally beaten to death with a blunt instrument.

The female singer, Chu Qian, had vanished without a trace!

A search of all the rooms on the second floor yielded only her European-style performance costume. The dark green dress was stained with blood, but she was nowhere to be found.

Besides her, five or six staff members lay dying in pools of blood in the second-floor corridor, weakly groaning in pain.

—It's over, Chu Qian has been kidnapped by a demon! "I lost tonight's contest…"

A voice seemed to scream within her, Shi Binglan's face deathly pale, her extremely full breasts heaving uncontrollably, clearly indicating the intense turmoil within her, filled with indescribable anger and anxiety.

"This is impossible!" Several police officers guarding the entrance rushed over upon hearing the commotion, exclaiming in disbelief. "We saw Lao Liu and Lao Wu escort Chu Qian upstairs with our own eyes, and not a single fly has passed through here since."

Meng Xuan stamped her feet and shouted, "Then how could Chu Qian have disappeared? And what about these dead and injured people?"

"There's only one possibility!" Wang Yu clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he said, "The devil was lurking here from the very beginning. After he finished committing the crime at the power supply room and cut off the power, he immediately hid in the break room. Because he guessed that once things got chaotic, Chu Qian would most likely come here to take refuge..."

"It's not that simple." Shi Binglan tried her best to calm herself down and interrupted him, "That's right, the devil could have come in beforehand, but how did he leave after succeeding? And with Chu Qian, a living person!"

Wang Yu was stunned. The other police officers were also completely bewildered, staring at each other wide-eyed.

They had noticed earlier that all the windows in the rooms were fitted with security bars, and the only way to leave from the second floor was through the entrance guarded by the police.

—Then… how did the devil kidnap Chu Qian? Could he be invisible?

Shi Binglan shivered, a chill running down her spine. Since joining the police force, she had faced countless criminals of all kinds, but this was the first time she had felt such a chill run down her spine.

But only for a moment. She quickly regained her composure, her sharp eyes scrutinizing everything around her, her mind racing.

—Old Liu and Old Wu were both experienced veterans; how could the demon have taken them down so easily?

—Judging from the scene, they hadn't drawn their guns, showed no signs of fierce resistance, and hadn't even uttered a sound before being dealt with by the demon. Wasn't that too strange?

—Of course, the strangest thing was the "invisibility" issue. There couldn't possibly be magic in this world, so was there some hidden passage on this floor?

"What are you waiting for?" Wang Yu yelled at the officers. "Come with me and search other areas! We can't solve the case by just standing here!"

The anxious officers agreed in unison, and more than half of them followed Wang Yu to search the area. The remaining officers also busied themselves with their work, some further searching for clues at the scene, others hurriedly lifting the seriously injured staff members to prepare for transport to the hospital.

Shi Binglan pondered deeply, seemingly oblivious to the wounded being carried past her one by one. About half a minute later, she suddenly jolted, noticing something very amiss! Among the wounded already carried to the stairwell, one person was shirtless, and another was without trousers.

—Could it be…?

The female detective captain had a flash of inspiration and suddenly rushed after them, shouting, “Wait! Don’t go!”

The officers carrying the people were startled, not yet reacting, when Shi Binglan nimbly drew her sidearm and cocked it with a “click.”

“What happened, Sister Shi?”

Meng Xuan asked, bewildered, not understanding why her captain suddenly seemed so alarmed.

"Everyone be careful! The devil isn't gone!" Shi Binglan shouted in one breath. "He's disguised as a staff member, mixed in with these wounded..."

Everyone gasped in shock. At that very moment, the third-to-last body, which had been being carried horizontally and appeared to be half-dead, suddenly leaped up, his fists slamming into the temples of two nearby officers. Chaos erupted

instantly. The two officers collapsed to the ground, and everyone else involuntarily loosened their grip, the wounded scattering on the ground, blocking the female detective captain's path.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot!"

Shi Binglan shouted sharply, her black gun barrel poised to fire at the man's shin. Suddenly, a devilish, hoarse laugh rang out, and a smoking oval object was tossed through the air.

"Everyone, get down!"

the female detective captain screamed in horror, grabbing Meng Xuan beside her and pulling them both to the ground. A loud boom followed, the ground seemed to shake, and dust and sand billowed down.

"Damn it!"

Shi Binglan gritted her teeth and looked up, a cloud of smoke filling her vision. The devil's laughter had faded into the distance.

"It's homemade explosives!"

someone coughed and exclaimed from within the smoke. Shi Binglan endured the pungent smell and leaped to her feet, chasing after the blast as fast as she could.

—Boom, boom!

Explosions rang out one after another. By the time she reached the front of the theater, several places were already billowing smoke. Tens of thousands of audience members erupted into chaos, the surging crowd screaming "Bomb! There's a bomb!" and scrambling towards the emergency exits. No matter how hard the police and security guards tried to stop them, it was to no avail.

The female detective captain had to stop. She knew the devil was mixed in with the surging crowd, but she could only watch helplessly...

The gun slowly lowered. Shi Binglan sighed in frustration, a sudden wave of powerlessness, a deep sense of defeat, dejection, and sorrow washing over her.

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...

"Old Sun, this is all thanks to your help! I really have to thank you..."

"Don't mention it," Old Sun said sincerely, "It's all thanks to your brilliant planning, those stupid cops were completely fooled by you, I was just helping out..." Awei smiled

even more smugly, the kidnapping operation half an hour ago was like a wonderful movie, the exciting and thrilling whole process seemed to float before his eyes again... **************** ... "The answer is quite simple," Shi Binglan said with a bitter smile. "Chu Qian never went up to the second floor! In fact, she had already fallen into the devil's clutches when the theater lights went out." The officers were all dumbfounded. Wang Yu was the first to shout, his voice trembling: "Captain, you mean that the Chu Qian who appeared in front of us after the lights came back on was... was..." Shi Binglan nodded heavily: "It was the devil himself in disguise!" For a full half minute, everyone was too shocked to speak, and could only listen dumbly to the female detective captain explaining. “My guess for tonight’s events is roughly this: After Chu Qian changed into the long dress and masked performance costume, the devil rushed to the dressing room and forced the beautician to dress him up exactly like Chu Qian. Performance costumes usually have backups, so this wasn’t difficult. Then he killed her to cover his tracks and instructed his accomplices to go to the power room to coordinate the operation.” “The subsequent kidnapping was carried out using the stage’s teleportation device. I just checked; there are twelve openings on the stage for teleportation. During performances, staff bring the performers from the basement below the stage through these square openings. But tonight’s concert didn’t need this device, which gave the criminals an opportunity.” “When Chu Qian stood on one of the openings, the devil’s accomplices immediately cut off the power, causing her to fall into the basement in the dark. The devil himself was already waiting there, easily anesthetizing her, and then standing on the stage disguised as Chu Qian. Because the costume basically covered her head, face, and body, and the lights were dim when they came back on, none of us noticed that Chu Qian had been switched.” "So that's how it is!" Meng Xuan suddenly realized, then asked in confusion, "But why did he go through all that trouble to impersonate Chu Qian? Couldn't he just have escaped from the basement?"

“If Chu Qian had disappeared from the stage back then, there would have been chaos, and the theater would have been immediately sealed off. The kidnapping wouldn't have succeeded then. So the devil pulled all these stunts to buy time for his accomplice to escape. He knew that as long as Chu Qian was still on stage, all the police deployments would revolve around her, and they wouldn't have the energy to deal with anything else.”

Shi Binglan paused, as if suddenly remembering something, a blush rising on her pale face, but her eyes flashed with shame and indignation.

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“…Indeed, that switch plot was a really risky gamble. To be honest, I was incredibly nervous, terrified of being recognized by the police!”

Awei, still somewhat shaken, leaned back in his chair and sighed. “Fortunately, fate was on my side. Not only did the plan succeed, but I also received an extra bonus…”

“What extra bonus?” Old Sun asked curiously.

Awei let out a lewd "heh, heh" laugh, offering no reply, his mind replaying the scene that had stirred his emotions.

When he had created chaos by impersonating Chu Qian, and the female police captain had grabbed his shoulder from behind, Awei's muscles had instantly stiffened, cold sweat pouring down his face as he thought his disguise had been exposed.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm; Shi Binglan clearly hadn't recognized him. No wonder, given the chaos and dim lighting, coupled with the mask covering his upper face, it was easy to be mistaken.

But the situation was still too dangerous. Awei had a sudden inspiration. He feigned fear and threw himself into the female police captain's arms, burying his head in her chest, so no one could see his face.

This was brilliant! No one present, including the officers and the dancers, suspected anything.

At first, Awei was simply using this method to conceal his feelings, but the moment his cheek touched those plump, protruding breasts, his heart began to pound uncontrollably.

"Oh my god, I've touched her… I've touched those super big breasts…"

A surge of excitement rushed to his brain, and Awei trembled with excitement. Ever since he saw Shi Binglan in the parking lot, he had been obsessed with her extremely rare, enormous breasts, dreaming of experiencing firsthand what it felt like to touch those breasts, which were far larger than those of ordinary "busty" women.

"Wow, they're so bouncy, so firm…"

An indescribable exclamation escaped Awei's lips as he involuntarily hugged the female police captain tightly, carefully rubbing her high, firm breasts. Those 38-inch, full breasts could drive any man crazy; even through the thick layers of clothing, he could feel their astonishing size and weight.

"—Definitely more than an F cup, at least a G cup…no, maybe even more…"

Awei struggled to restrain himself, using all his willpower to suppress his impulse. He really wanted to disregard everything and reach out right now to grab those two round, huge mounds of flesh that almost burst his shirt. For a moment, he felt dizzy, as if he had returned to his childhood, burying his face in his mother's soft breasts and acting spoiled…

"Big-breasted policewoman, your huge breasts belong to me! I must have you, I must…"

With a fierce vow, the raging fire in Awei's body grew stronger and stronger, and his cheek pressed even closer to those elastic breasts. Suddenly, his whole body trembled again, and he couldn't help but ejaculate a stream of heat into his pants.

Just then, Shi Binglan told him to follow two officers to the second-floor lounge. So he had no choice but to suppress his lingering excitement and quickly leave the dangerous yet thrilling stage…

“What an unexpected surprise… Big-breasted policewoman, I look forward to our next encounter…

Haha, haha…”

Sitting in the speeding Santana, Awei let out another incessant laugh, whistling with smug satisfaction.

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“Speak! What’s so mysterious that you need to tell me alone?”

Shi Binglan raised her eyebrows, her clear, sharp eyes fixed on Wang Yu. At this moment, the two of them walked to a corner; the other officers hadn’t followed and couldn’t possibly have heard their conversation.

"Captain, we really suffered a complete defeat tonight," Wang Yu said hesitantly, "but it's not your fault..." The female detective captain 's face darkened.

"This isn't the time for comforting words. Besides, you should know I'm never the kind of person to shirk responsibility..." "

Captain, I'm serious!" Wang Yu exclaimed urgently, "Don't you find it strange? The devil seems to know everything about our plans! I suspect someone leaked information to him..." Shi Binglan suddenly looked up, her gaze so bright it was almost blinding. ********** ... "Who are you? How dare you bring me here! You have some nerve!" As soon as he walked in, Chu Qian's pretty face contorted with rage as she shouted. She tried to struggle to her feet, but instead stumbled and fell back onto the sofa. "Hehe, Miss Chu Qian. Let me introduce myself. Before tonight, I was your biggest fan." Awei leered as he approached her. "But from now on, I'm your master! And you're my sex slave..." "Bullshit! What master, what slave? Nonsense!" Chu Qian cursed angrily, feeling dizzy. The anesthetic hadn't completely worn off, and her limbs were almost powerless. "Don't you understand? Beautiful lady!" Awei's voice was full of mockery. "You've been kidnapped. From now on, you're my one and only sex slave..." He said, staring intently at the female singer before him. This superstar, whom she usually only saw on television and in magazines, who had conquered men across the country with her "sexiness," was finally within her reach tonight. That alluring figure, so incredibly sexy, was no longer a distant dream; she was within reach. Under the lights, she looked just as beautiful in person as on television, her full lips painted a vibrant red. Since Old Sun had removed her cumbersome, floor-length European-style dress when he transported her out of the theater, the female singer was now dressed quite "revealingly." She wore a golden, one-shoulder, low-cut top, her back almost completely bare except for two straps; below, she wore revealing hot pants and white knee-high boots—all outfits she'd worn at her concerts. Since the dress covered her, she hadn't bothered to remove them during her costume change. "Are you out of your mind? Do you know who my godfather is?" Chu Qian raised her voice, threatening him. Up to this point, she felt no fear of this man, because she firmly believed that once he revealed the name "godfather," anyone would be terrified.

There's a reason for this confidence. Five years ago, Chu Qian was kidnapped. At that time, her relationship with her "godfather" was still a secret. Once, a gangster who had long coveted Chu Qian sent men to kidnap her. The female singer was terrified, thinking she was doomed to be gang-raped. Unexpectedly, when the gangster heard that she was his "godfather's" person, his face immediately changed—offending this high-ranking central official meant his small gang would be wiped out.

In the end, Chu Qian was not only returned unharmed, but the gangster also apologized profusely, almost begging for mercy. It was after this incident that the relationship between the female singer and her "godfather" quickly spread throughout the country. Amidst the gossip, no one dared to force themselves on her again, which fostered Chu Qian's arrogant and fearless personality.

"Isn't it just that senile old man surnamed Jiang? What's the big deal?"

Awei said casually, plopping down next to Chu Qian, his burning eyes lecherously fixed on the female singer's alluring body. Her large breasts were swollen and full, encased in a tight, narrow bra, looking exceptionally tempting.

—Hmm, although not as voluptuous as the big-breasted policewoman, they were still a pair of extremely rare and magnificent breasts! No wonder her topless photo album was priced at twenty million…

Awei clicked his tongue in admiration, unable to resist reaching out and putting his arm around Chu Qian's bare shoulder, while his other hand, like a lecherous stalker, gave her full breasts a heavy pinch through her bra.

"Ah! You bastard!" Chu Qian cursed angrily, her body instinctively twisting slightly. "Aren't you afraid my godfather will kill you?"

Awei laughed loudly, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke, his hoarse laughter booming incessantly.

Chu Qian's heart sank. She wasn't stupid; by this point, she realized the "sugar daddy" card was completely useless. And that maniacal laughter further indicated that the other party was the kind of madman who would stop at nothing to force his way in.

"Beautiful lady, haven't you heard of 'lust knows no bounds'?"

Awei licked his lips mockingly, his left arm encircling the female singer's slender waist, pulling her towards him, his right hand touching her long, smooth legs.

Chu Qian's eyebrows furrowed, instinctively trying to struggle and push him away, but her body was limp and unresponsive, even moving was difficult.

Awei, seeing this, let out another smug, lewd laugh, his hand slowly moving to the inside of her thigh, his fingertips slipping between the two thin pieces of fabric connected by a leather strap.

"I've been wondering throughout the concert whether you were wearing underwear or not. Now I'm going to verify it myself!"

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