The Erotic Detective's Butterfly Apartment (Chapters 1-9)

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Word Count: 22454 Prologue
Moonlit Dream Nightclub "Sister Shan! Go! Sister Shan! Go!" "Weiwei! You will win! Weiwei! You will win!" Accompanied by deafening cheers, the atmosphere at the Dream Nightclub reached its peak for the day.
Through the colorful neon lights, the less than 100-square-meter Dream Nightclub was filled with naked men and women. They were huddled together, frantically engaging in all sorts of obscene acts.
Some men pinned their female companions down, thrusting their hard penises into the women's mouths while pouring beer on their bare breasts. Others simply pinned their female companions to the ground, pulling their hair and thrusting their penises into their wet genitals. Still others had their female companions taking the initiative, their naked, graceful bodies straddling their male companions with their snowy legs, thrusting wildly. The entire nightclub hall was filled with the lewd smell of beer, semen, and sweat. The most lewd scene in the nightclub was on a circular stage erected in the center.
Kneeling on the right side of the stage, bathed in soft light, was a stunningly beautiful flight attendant. She wore a blue boat-shaped hat, her exquisite face framed by neatly coiled black hair. A flight attendant's dress, tightly hugging her curves and cinched with a blue belt, revealed long, slender, white legs beneath the short skirt, making her appear a chillingly beautiful and commanding woman. However, in stark contrast to her alluring face, her forehead and chin were almost entirely covered in thick semen, which, with each soft moan, flowed down her throat. Even so, her bright, phoenix-shaped eyes still shone with a seductive allure. But compared to her pretty face covered in semen, the flight attendant's snow-white body, exposed from her sky-blue uniform, was a far more chaotic mess. The beautiful flight attendant was still wearing her flight attendant jacket, but the front of the jacket was torn open, revealing her full, firm, and snow-white breasts exposed naked to the air. Beneath her lay a dark-skinned, muscular man, his mouth agape, desperately kneading and biting her right breast, which was exposed from her collar. Although the flight attendant was still wearing a blue skirt, it had been pulled up to her waist. She straddled the man, her snow-white, pink buttocks thrusting forward as she frantically worked her labia against his penis. Her sky-blue skirt was already soaked with thick semen, turning a deep red, but this didn't seem to stop the beautiful flight attendant from enjoying the ecstatic sexual frenzy amidst the frenzied shouts of the crowd. On the left side of the stage, another scene of frenzied debauchery unfolded—a beautiful, short-haired girl with long, slender legs, dressed in a nurse's uniform, now torn down to just her belt and shoes, sat nearly naked in the lap of a burly man, frantically thrusting her labia, now smeared with thick semen, against his penis. Not only that, but the two pink nipples of this beautiful nurse were adorned with bells, which swayed up and down with the hysterical cheers of another group, producing a clear yet lewd ringing. In stark contrast to the madness of the main hall, a man wearing sunglasses stood silently through the glass windows of the second floor of the nightclub, coldly observing everything below. "Heh heh, Shan Qianqing's labia are already bluish-purple. I don't think she can last until her sixtieth man..."
A coquettish, lewd laugh came from behind the man in sunglasses. "I have absolutely no interest in this kind of boring sex competition..." The man in sunglasses snorted, watching the frenzied sex performance downstairs. He turned around and looked behind him—not far behind him, on a sofa, lay a beautiful woman wearing a red trench coat, but almost naked. This woman had bright eyes and eyebrows, and she was leaning back against the sofa. Although she was wearing a red trench coat, she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and her snow-white breasts and graceful belly were exposed. The woman in red didn't seem to care. Instead, she brazenly spread her snow-white legs, and a strong, handsome man in leather shorts was kneeling between her snow-white, lewd crotch, licking her genitals. The woman in red, while enjoying the man's oral sex, gazed at the man in sunglasses with lustful eyes and said, "Heh, you're so clueless about romance. 'Enjoy life while you can,' isn't that your manly motto?" "Yes, but not when we're doing serious business..." The man in sunglasses turned and silently sat back on the sofa, coldly asking the woman in red, "Did you bring the things?" The woman in red smiled slightly, raised her snow-white leg, and stepped on the shoulder of the burly man beneath her. Her delicate brows furrowed, and she kicked him away—"Useless thing, you haven't even given me an orgasm in so long—!" The woman in red glared at the man beneath her and cursed him. Then she stood up, opened her purse, and pulled out a small, pale gray bottle. She shook it in her hand, smiling smugly, "Ode to Joy Type V... 95% purified. Only I can make it in the entire Flower Sea City..."
The man in sunglasses stared intently at the bottle in the woman's hand, a look of longing in his eyes. He then pulled a thick envelope from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. He reached for the bottle, but the woman deftly evaded him. The man in sunglasses was startled and frowned, "What do you mean?" "Hehe, a price increase... this is three times the original price," the woman in red said smugly. The man in sunglasses frowned even more upon hearing this—"That's not what we agreed on back then..." "Heh, plans change quickly, you know. It's the post-revolutionary era now, everything's changed..."
Saying this, the woman in red raised a snow-white foot and stomped hard on the burly man's genitals through his leather shorts. The man immediately gritted his teeth in pain, but didn't utter a sound. The woman in red continued stomping on the man's groin while watching his pained expression and smiling seductively:
"You know what? Male flower slaves like this used to cost less than a pair of my high heels, but now, supporting them is more tiring than supporting a luxury car. That's what they call times have changed..." Feeling that the male slave's penis was about to be broken by her foot, the woman in red smiled, lifted her foot to let him go, and then crossed her beautiful legs and smiled at the man in sunglasses; "...So, I want three times the price." The man in sunglasses stared coldly at the woman in red's pretty face, thought for a moment, and said emotionlessly, "How do I know that what's in this bottle is what I want..." The woman in red smiled at her words, kicked the male slave beneath her, and shouted, "Stand up! Take off your underwear for me—" The male flower slave obediently stood up, pulled down his leather underwear, and his long penis sprang out. However, the penis and glans were all tinged with a frightening bluish-purple color, obviously caused by the woman in red stepping on it. The woman in red smiled, lifting the male slave's penis with one hand and opening a small bottle with the other. She said smugly to the man in sunglasses, "You see, I've already injured this male slave's penis. Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't be able to get an erection again, but... hehe, prepare to witness a miracle." With that, the woman in red flicked the bottle at the male slave's penis, and a small pinch of gray powder fell from the bottle, directly covering it. "Ugh—!" With a roar from the male slave, whether in pain or pleasure, his muscles and veins swelled instantly, and his previously damaged, purplish-blue penis instantly became erect. The penis, with its black veins, stood like a block of black iron, its length increasing by half, and a drop of glaring white seemed to flow from the dark blue glans. "Hehe, you see? This is the power of high-purity Ode to Joy..." The woman in red flicked the male slave's penis with her finger and turned to the man in sunglasses, speaking smugly. The man in sunglasses seemed stunned by the sight before him. He paused for a moment, then a strange smile crept onto his lips. Next, he reached for two glasses of red wine on the coffee table and, taking advantage of the woman in red's inattention, tossed a small black dot into one of the glasses. He then pulled two wads of cash from his pocket and placed them on the table. Holding the glass up to the woman in red, he offered it to her, saying:
"Come, beauty, it's a pleasure to cooperate..." The woman in red smiled and stood up, took the wine glass, clinked glasses, and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to cooperate..." Then she downed the red wine in one gulp. Seeing this, the bespectacled man's lips curled into a cold, chilling smile... Chapter One: The Changing World "Whoosh—" Accompanied by the deep sound of the ship's horn, a blue and white passenger ship, towed by a tugboat, cut through the blue waves and sailed into the harbor under the setting sun. Startled seagulls and egrets soared into the sky, adding a touch of romance and beauty to this largest naval port in South China under the afterglow. "Phew... I'm finally back." Carrying her suitcase, Tang Miaoxue, dressed in a red trench coat and looking as beautiful as an angel, couldn't help but take a deep breath and sigh as soon as she stepped onto land. Four years... Four years of studying abroad is neither long nor short. Looking at the familiar scenery of her hometown, Tang Miaoxue felt a sense of being in another world. Tang Miaoxue tossed her long, black hair and strode naturally to a Mercedes parked by the dock. Using the rearview mirror to adjust her attire, she was instantly revealed to be an exquisitely beautiful woman, as ethereal as a goddess. Tang Miaoxue possessed elegant and refined features reminiscent of ancient Greek beauties. Her skin was fair, smooth, and delicate, as if it could be broken with a touch. Her clear, watery eyes, long, flowing black hair, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile on her cherry lips created an atmosphere that instantly transported one to a beautiful dream. Even more alluring was her attire—a delicately embroidered purple silk bodice tightly bound her slender waist, softly supporting her snow-white breasts, revealing an incredibly alluring cleavage without reservation. Through the hem of her red velvet trench coat, one could see Tang Miaoxue's long, beautiful legs encased in sheer, almost translucent white silk trousers, and snow-white high heels lightly binding her pinkish-white calves. She appeared as ethereal as a fairy descending from a snow-capped mountain, or a goddess rising from the Luo River, breathtakingly beautiful. "We want equality—we want freedom—no enslavement—long live the Shakira!" A deafening roar came from behind. Tang Miaoxue turned to see a group of young men and women, their upper bodies bare, holding signs and chanting slogans as they approached. "Compatriots! Our nation is in peril! How can we stand idly by! Join the 'Awakening Army'!" A Shakira girl, her naked body adorned with fiery lotus flowers painted on her snow-white breasts, walked past Tang Miaoxue, shouting slogans as she shoved a leaflet into her hand. Tang Miaoxue had long known that her country had witnessed an egalitarian revolution to liberate the Shakira tribe, but she hadn't expected it to have spread to the point where Shakira slaves could demonstrate in the streets. Seeing this, Tang Miaoxue instinctively reached down and removed a pair of silver flower earrings from her ears, placing them in her handbag… "Miss, need a ride?" Just then, a deep, middle-aged male voice sounded from behind. Tang Miaoxue turned around and saw a man in his thirties or forties, wearing canvas overalls. Behind him was a taxi, clearly driven by a driver. "How much to Flower Sea City?" Tang Miaoxue asked casually. "Flower Sea City… um, we charge by card… don't worry, miss, we're a legitimate taxi company, we won't rip you off." The middle-aged driver rubbed his rough hands, his face full of wrinkles, and smiled obsequiously. "Alright then, help me with my luggage..." After saying that, Tang Miaoxue tossed the suitcase she was carrying into the uncle's hands, turned around, and strode towards the taxi behind him. The uncle driver, seeing this, quickly jogged after her... "Boom—" A huge clap of thunder boomed in the dark sky, and large raindrops instantly shrouded the entire Flower Sea City in a hazy rain and mist. Nighttime used to be the liveliest time in Flower Sea City. Just three years ago, as the largest slave trading market in the Tuxia Kingdom and also the original world, Flower Sea City saw more than 30,000 Shakira slaves traded here every night. There were nearly a thousand Flower Slave Markets and Flower Slave Shops engaged in the slave trade. For a time, Flower Sea City was surrounded by all kinds of dazzling, flowing, colorful neon lights. From a distance, Flower Sea City looked like a blooming flower in the night. However, with the outbreak of the "Lotus Lantern Revolution" and the passage of the "Equality Act," the slave system that had existed in the Tuxia Kingdom for two thousand years was overthrown, and the open slave trade was strictly prohibited. Flower Sea City, which relied heavily on the slave trade, rapidly declined. Now, the neon lights of Flower Sea City have long been extinguished. Only the colorful advertising banners hanging on the slave shops, bearing alluring slogans such as "Shakira the Slut—Lan Yurou's Mad Night" and "Shakira the Queen of Sluts—Mei Yi's Secret Under Her Skirt," flutter in the downpour, stubbornly recounting the city's former glory… At this moment, a red taxi, its red light flashing, stole a glimpse of life from this forgotten street. "Sigh… I never imagined this place would decline to this extent." Looking out the car window at Flower Sea City, which resembled a "ghost town," Tang Miaoxue, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but sigh at the vicissitudes of life. Tang Miaoxue seemed to still clearly remember how prosperous this Flower Sea City was when she was fourteen years old and her owner bought her from here. In just a few years, it had become so desolate. "I believe the Equality Act cannot be pushed forward any further. The Shakira have already obtained the rights to life, education, property, work, and social security. They have already received enough rights. If we push it further, the entire social structure will collapse. Our 'Sky Alliance' aims are..." The voice of a guest on a social debate program came through the car radio. Whether the "Equality Act" aimed at liberating the human rights of the Shakira should continue was the hottest public topic recently. Even Tang Miaoxue, who had absolutely no interest in politics, couldn't help but turn her gaze back from the window and listen carefully—"No! Not enough at all!" The opposing guest on the radio seemed very agitated, raising his voice eight octaves as he shouted:
"You're saying those rights are merely social rights granted to the Shakira people? The Shakira only have legal equality, but in practice, they remain spiritually enslaved by the Ditu! To give a simple example, why do Ditu surnames all contain the character 'Wang' (王, meaning king), while Shakira names must include flower names? This shows they still treat the Shakira as playthings, it's blatant discrimination! We, the 'Awakening Army,' cannot tolerate this cultural injustice against the Shakira!" "Please don't get agitated. Surnames…surnames are things passed down from ancient times; they're just symbols, labels, they don't represent any meaning." The conservative guest seemed overwhelmed by the reformist guest's imposing manner, and his voice became noticeably more tense—
"I'm not against pushing forward the 'Equality Act,' I just feel we shouldn't be so radical. If we rashly abolish all of the Emperor's 'ownership' of Shakira, it will cause a series of social consequences. For example, if the Shakira people gain freedom, what kind of people are they? Shakira slaves were originally registered directly in the slave genealogy of their respective Emperor clans upon reaching adulthood—slaves are supported by their masters, and slaves are subordinate to their masters. This tradition has existed for thousands of years. Currently, all of Tuxia's social security systems, including education, healthcare, and food supply, are based on this system of subordination. If we rashly overturn this system, and a new system isn't established, how will the Shakira people survive? That would definitely cause severe social unrest." "Heh, you 'Sky Alliance' people only know how to smooth things over and change the subject. The Shakira people don't need your Emperor lords to support them. On the contrary, according to last month's national GDP statistics, the social wealth created by the Shakira people has already surpassed that of your Emperor clan, so truly..." "Speaking of which, it should be the Shakira tribe supporting your Ditu tribe..." At this point, the reformist guest, who called himself the "Awakening Army," suddenly changed the subject, mocking the "Sky Union" guest: "Heh heh, I think you, this Ditu lord, are just reluctant to part with your few beautiful Shakira flower slaves. Oh dear, look at you, you're already old and gray, why are you still doing this? I advise you to do me a favor and release them, lest you die from exhaustion on their bellies!" "What! You lowly Shakira!" "How dare you insult me, you bastard! I'll teach you a lesson today!" "Heh! See? You're showing your true colors now. Come on! Who's afraid of who! I'll break your ribs today!" Immediately afterward, a series of loud bangs and crashes of fighting came from the tape recorder. Whether it was due to the deep conflict between the reformists and conservatives, or a pre-arranged drama by the radio station to attract attention, these social debate programs have recently seen the two sides frequently break into a full-blown fight. "How boring... These so-called social elites only know how to put on this kind of political show. They can't solve any objective problems." The driver said resentfully as he turned off the radio. "What? You seem to be quite averse to the 'Equality Act'..." Noticing the driver's strange expression, Tang Miaoxue asked, glancing at him with her phoenix eyes. "Hmph... My surname is Rui. I used to be a DiTu merchant running a Shakira Flower Slave Shop in this area. I'm not against equality, I just feel that the government shut down all our flower slave shops overnight without giving any compensation, leaving us bankrupt overnight and forcing me to become a driver. This
is too cruel..." "Oh... I see." Hearing what the driver said, Tang Miaoxue nodded and remained silent. Although she was overseas, Tang Miaoxue knew that since the "Equality Act" was promulgated, the people most affected were these DiTu merchants who used to run flower slave shops. Countless people went bankrupt and committed suicide. Therefore, they are now the most rebellious, uneasy, and radical group in society. Most of the "DiTu terrorists" who are feared by the whole society are composed of these people. It's best not to mess with them. Thinking of this, Tang Miaoxue didn't want to answer him anymore, so she turned her head again and looked at the rainy street scene outside the window. Perhaps she was too tired from the boat ride, because after a while, Tang Miaoxue actually fell asleep leaning back in her seat...
Chapter Two: Lust in the Woods
After an unknown amount of time, a heat from between her legs made Tang Miaoxue slowly wake up. Tang Miaoxue opened her eyes and looked down, only to find that the uncle's large hand had slipped under the hem of Tang Miaoxue's red trench coat, stroking her soft thighs and genitals through her white silk pants. "What do you want to do..." Tang Miaoxue immediately became alert upon seeing this, instinctively bringing her legs together and gripping her purse tightly, while glancing coldly at the driver out of the corner of her eye. She asked coldly. At the same time, Tang Miaoxue's mind immediately flashed back to the ferocious images of those Imperial Terrorists broadcast on television news, who, due to social reforms, lost their status and couldn't control their rage, specifically targeting and harming the Shakira tribe. "Hehe, don't worry... beauty, I'm not an Imperial Terrorist. I don't want your life or your money. I'm just in a bad mood lately and want to vent my frustrations on your beautiful body. You used to be a 'Shakira Flower Slave' at the 'Flower Slave Shop,' right? I saw you put the 'Silver Flower Earrings' into your bag at the port just now..." Hearing that this driver only wanted her body, Tang Miaoxue felt a little relieved... To be honest, if this driver were truly an Imperial Terrorist, as a recent graduate from a prestigious foreign police academy, Tang Miaoxue could easily beat him to a pulp. But now it seemed this man was just an ordinary pervert... her life and property were not... Threatened, Tang Miaoxue immediately relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at the driver beside her and noticed that although his clothes weren't very neat, his weathered face still had a resolute air about him... He wants me... Thinking of this, Tang Miaoxue's heart fluttered, and she unconsciously but elegantly straightened her body. While slowly parting her snow-white legs to allow the driver to caress her soft, white legs and genitals, she casually looked at the driver and teased, "Uncle, are you that thirsty... Didn't you used to run a 'flower slave shop'? Even if the shop went out of business, didn't a single flower slave willingly follow you? Your training skills are really bad."
Tang Miaoxue's words weren't without reason. Back when she was bought from the "Flower Slave Shop" by her master, in the initial period, because her new master's methods of sexually abusing her weren't as good as the professional trainers in her own shop, Tang Miaoxue, unsatisfied, often ran back to the shop to "steal food" with the trainers. This kind of subservient dependence is called "atypical Stockholm syndrome" by social psychologists. Therefore, even after the "Lotus Revolution" broke out, even though the Shakira tribe had achieved social equality with the Ditu tribe, many Shakira slaves still followed their Ditu masters. This situation was especially severe among "flower slaves" like Tang Miaoxue, who were specifically there for sexual gratification. "Sigh, there's nothing I can do… I was the legal representative of that shop, but I wasn't a trainer myself, so as soon as the shop closed down, most of the flower slaves immediately ran off with the trainers in our shop. Damn it!" At this point, the driver couldn't help but curse again under his breath, but his hand never left Tang Miaoxue's soft, delicate snow-white legs. "Hehe... So you're the shop owner. No wonder. Most flower slaves don't like their bosses—they make money off our bodies, take advantage of us, and don't give us the ecstasy of a dominatrix. Who would like such a flawed boss... Ah—!" Tang Miaoxue was speaking disdainfully when she suddenly felt a jolt of electricity rise from her lower body, and she couldn't help but moan softly. Looking down, she discovered that the driver's thick right hand had somehow slipped under her silk pants along her snow-white abdomen, pinching and playing with her clitoris. Her labia, which hadn't been touched in a long time, were being pinched and played with again by a man, and a familiar heat immediately spread from her lower body, enveloping Tang Miaoxue's entire body. Two blushes rose on Tang Miaoxue's pink cheeks, and she couldn't help but gasp softly. "Hehe, beauty, you're right. But I'm lucky to have met you today. My old gun can finally see the light of day again." He said, withdrawing his left hand from Tang Miaoxue's crotch, licking the semen from her genitals, then unzipping his jeans and pulling out his thick, hard penis, displaying it directly to Tang Miaoxue. The driver then swung his erect penis around, grinning lewdly at Tang Miaoxue, "Come on, beauty, use your little mouth to give my old gun a bath first..." As soon as the driver's penis sprang out, Tang Miaoxue smelled a stench mixed with urine. Looking closer, she saw that although his penis was erect, it was filthy, with a trace of semen seeping from the glans, clearly indicating it hadn't been washed in a long time. However, Tang Miaoxue didn't care whether a man's penis was clean or not. On the contrary, she liked "dirty men" because that way, when they raped her, her feeling of being "humiliated" would be stronger, which would excite her greatly. Thinking of this, Tang Miaoxue licked her lips, then looked up at the driver and sneered, "Uncle, let me make this clear first, I won't pay today's fare..." After saying that, Tang Miaoxue leaned down, opened her cherry lips, and took the driver's dirty penis into her mouth. "Hoo...so comfortable." With the driver's exclamation, Tang Miaoxue immediately felt the driver's penis in her mouth swell up, instantly pressing against her throat. As her throat was pressed against by the driver's penis, Tang Miaoxue's delicate body trembled from the stimulation, and a warm flow overflowed from her crotch. Tang Miaoxue secretly rejoiced that she was wearing a red trench coat. If she had only worn silk pants, the white silk pants soaked with her juices would definitely have revealed her true nature. She hadn't expected that after all these years, the masochistic tendencies she'd developed as a flower slave hadn't changed at all. Her body would orgasm even with the slightest rough handling from a man. The thought of her crotch being soaked with fluid made Tang Miaoxue feel even hotter, and she unconsciously clenched her legs together. To be honest, Tang Miaoxue hadn't served a man in many years. She recalled the scenes from years ago when she was naked, pinned down and wantonly violated by different men, experiencing how different sizes of penises thrust in and out of her, bringing her ecstatic pleasure. Today, suddenly holding a man's penis again, and thinking about it soon being inserted into her body, gave Tang Miaoxue a feeling of time flowing backward. Just then, Tang Miaoxue felt the driver's hand touch her firm buttocks. He then slipped his hand inside her white silk pants, pinching and playing with one of her snow-white buttocks while panting,
"Beauty, can I ejaculate on your pretty face later?" "Hmm... Do you think you'll let me go if I say no?... " Tang Miaoxue replied nonchalantly. Then, Tang Miaoxue licked the little bit of semen that was sticking out from the driver's penis with the tip of her tongue, then looked up at him and said, "Uncle, you can do whatever you want with me, even be rough, I'll cooperate fully, but you can't hurt me! And more importantly—you have to let me go when you're done!" Hearing Tang Miaoxue say this, the driver nodded and lewdly laughed, "Haha, okay, it's settled then!" Hearing this, the driver suddenly turned the steering wheel, turned around and stopped the car abruptly in a grove of trees by the street, then reached out and pulled the armrest next to Tang Miaoxue's seat, and the seat fell back with a bang. Caught off guard, Tang Miaoxue also fell backward with the seat. Tang Miaoxue's light and delicate body bounced up as soon as it touched the bed, but before she could turn around, the driver, who was in a hurry, pulled his jeans down to his calves, jumped up and hugged Tang Miaoxue, and sat down on Tang Miaoxue's soft and slender body. Immediately afterward, the driver reached out and began tearing at Tang Miaoxue's snow-white silk dress without hesitation, while simultaneously kneading her delicate, fair skin peeking out from beneath. His other hand ruthlessly pulled down her silk panties, exposing her tender, white abdomen and sparse pubic hair…
Seeing the driver so eager to penetrate her, Tang Miaoxue paled instantly. She grabbed her panties with her arms and cried out, "What! Are you going to do it already? Wait a minute, I'm not safe today, let me take a birth control pill first!"
"Hehe, don't worry, beauty, you won't get pregnant." With that, the driver ripped her panties down, and with a tearing sound, a large strip of Tang Miaoxue's panties was ripped off her crotch. Tang Miaoxue's pink, alluring labia, exposed against the backdrop of sparse pubic hair, were now nakedly displayed before the driver's eyes. Immediately afterwards, the driver stepped forward, rubbing his penis against Tang Miaoxue's pink anus while lewdly saying, "Hehe, beauty, spread your legs and lie down obediently, let this old man use this old gun to give you a good bowel movement today!"
Upon hearing the driver's words, Tang Miaoxue immediately felt relieved. So this man wanted to have anal sex with her, and he had just said he would ejaculate on her face at the end. She figured she wouldn't accidentally get pregnant today. Thinking this, Tang Miaoxue lowered her gaze to her exposed labia and anus between her beautiful legs, and to the driver's hard penis not far in front of her. Her heart fluttered—well, she hadn't had sex for a week on the ship, and needed some release. "Hehe, playing such a heavy game on our first meeting… But alright, since you're so interested, I'll definitely play along…" At this point, Tang Miaoxue's lips curled into a charming and seductive smile. She then skillfully parted her long, beautiful legs and gently placed them on the driver's shoulders. She then moistened her hand with saliva and lightly rubbed her anus, moaning with a seductive tone, "Come on... be gentle, I haven't had any customers here in a long time..." "Coming—!" The driver had completely lost his senses, aroused by the wanton Tang Miaoxue beneath him. He forcefully pinched Tang Miaoxue's beautiful legs and spread them wide apart, revealing her genitals through the tear in her panties, making them lewdly and clearly exposed to him. Immediately afterward, the driver spat twice at his penis, bent over, and thrust it towards Tang Miaoxue's pink crotch. With a soft "plop," his penis pierced deeply into Tang Miaoxue's tender anus... "Ah—ha—!" As the man's hard penis penetrated her anus, Tang Miaoxue let out a scream that was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure. Then, with a "plop," a gush of clear, lustful fluid spurted from her lower body, splashing directly onto the driver's lower abdomen, further arousing his animalistic desires. "Hehe! So good! Beauty! You really are a slut—! Here! This is what you sprayed yourself, lick it clean—!" Saying this, the driver reached out and wiped his hand on Tang Miaoxue's pinkish-white abdomen, covering his hand with the clear, lustful fluid she had sprayed. Then, taking advantage of Tang Miaoxue's open mouth and moaning, he suddenly shoved his finger into her cherry lips. He pinched her tongue and swirled it around in her throat. The driver's rough fingers, combined with the pungent smell of urine emanating from his own vaginal fluids, instantly aroused Tang Miaoxue's fair body, causing her to tremble. With a soft "plop," another glistening stream of vaginal fluid spurted from her exposed labia. So this was Tang Miaoxue's interest; she was not only a slut but also a masochist, especially fond of the various bodily fluids on men. "Hehe, beauty, your throat is quite deep, and with so much saliva, it seems you've undergone deep-throat training. No wonder you were able to take my old gun all the way in when you were giving me oral sex! Whoosh—! So good, come on, let's change positions, you sit on top!" Ten, twenty, thirty thrusts—the driver, like a raging bull, pressed down on Tang
Miaoxue , his hand gripping her throat while his penis thrust wildly in and out. After about thirty or forty thrusts, he pulled his fingers out of Tang Miaoxue's throat, turned around, and pulled his penis out of her throat. He pulled out of Xue's anus, turned around and sat down, shaking his penis as he looked at Tang Miaoxue, whose delicate body had been tormented and was now limp. "Cough, cough, cough..." Tang Miaoxue, almost half-naked and lying on the seat, coughed violently a few times because of the driver's manipulation of her throat. After hearing the driver's command, she pursed her lips, propped herself up, and sat up. Then, she spread her legs and straddled the driver's waist, aligning her tender anus with his erect penis, and sat down forcefully. The driver's penis was then inserted back into Tang Miaoxue's anus. The driver let out a satisfied groan. Tang Miaoxue, while putting her long hair up on her head, blushed and moved against the driver. Then she laughed and said, "Hoo—Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so persistent at your age. Few men can thrust into me so many times without ejaculating. You didn't take some kind of aphrodisiac, did you?" "Hoo—you little slut, you are my best aphrodisiac—!" After saying that, the driver roared, kicked open the car door, and carried the nearly half-naked Tang Miaoxue out of the car. In the rain, he forced Tang Miaoxue down onto the car hood, pressing her snow-white, upturned buttocks as he thrust wildly, yelling, "You bunch of filthy bitches, you dared to abandon me, now you're free, huh? I'll fuck your ass to pieces today—! Fuck—! Fuck—! Fuck—!" With each roar from the driver, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed from the point where Tang Miaoxue and the driver's bodies were joined. Accompanied by these slapping sounds, Tang Miaoxue's nearly translucent, naked, snow-white body, barely visible through the rain, writhed back and forth. Tang Miaoxue knew that this driver mistook her for one of his former womanizers who had abandoned him, and was retaliating by ravaging her. However, she couldn't protest now. She hadn't expected this driver to be so skilled. With each thrust of his penis, Tang Miaoxue felt a sharp pain in her anus, as if it were about to burst. But after the pain subsided, an uncontrollable ecstasy would spread from her lower body—"Aha—Uncle, your thing is quite long and hard! I wonder if the taste of semen is as captivating as this—!" "Hoo—! You filthy bitch, want to taste it? Fine, I'll give it to you—!" After saying that, the driver roared, and suddenly pulled his penis out of Tang Miaoxue's anus. Then, he grabbed Tang Miaoxue's long hair, pulled her up, and forced her to kneel on the ground. Then, holding her long hair with one hand, he used the other hand to hold his penis against Tang Miaoxue's cheek and frantically masturbated. Soon, with a hiss, a stream of thick, white semen shot out from the driver's penis, hitting Tang Miaoxue's eyelids directly and flowing down her flawless face and neck. The pungent smell of semen filled Tang Miaoxue's nostrils, stimulating her lower body to tremble, and her labia immediately spurted out a gush of vaginal fluid, flowing down her snow-white thighs to the ground... Chapter Three: First Attempt "Whoosh—" Accompanied by the clear sound of horns from ships in the distant naval port, a gust of cold sea wind blew by, instantly causing the layer of white snow covering the rows of neon signs on both sides of Tanhua Road to fly everywhere. The once decadent Flower Sea City, after undergoing an egalitarian revolution, was renamed Binhai City due to opposition from Shakira's clan. The renamed Flower Sea City, like a flower slave stripped of her glitz and glamour, gradually disappeared from the sight of ordinary people, as if all the decadent and licentious events that once occurred on this street had been blown away by the refreshing morning breeze, leaving not a trace. "Ouch, that hurts so much..." Walking in the spacious corridor of the Binhai City Police Station, Tang Miaoxue, dressed in a well-fitting police uniform, looking both heroic and ethereal, turned her head, gazing at the stunning sunrise through the floor-to-ceiling windows, while involuntarily rubbing her slender waist and biting her cherry lips, muttering. Perhaps it had been too long since she had sex with a man. After being wantonly raped by the driver last night, she hadn't felt anything at the time, but unexpectedly, after sleeping all night, Tang Miaoxue woke up feeling aches and pains all over, as if her whole body was about to fall apart. Tang Miaoxue was shocked to find that her physical abilities had declined so much during her four years of studying abroad. Back when she was still a bed slave to her master, she could easily handle not only a middle-aged man in his forties, but even being gang-raped by four or five strong men. Was she getting old…? No way, she was only twenty-three. The thought sent a chill down Tang Miaoxue's spine. Cold sweat poured down her back. "My flower slave has run away! Are you police even going to do anything about this?!" As Tang Miaoxue reached the door of the police chief's office, a sudden commotion broke out inside, interrupting her thoughts. Tang Miaoxue knocked on the door, then pushed it open, finding a fat police officer being yelled at and pointed at by a man with a menacing appearance. Upon seeing Tang Miaoxue enter, the chubby police officer winked at her, gesturing for her to sit down. He then reassured the man before him, saying, "Sir, how many times have I told you? We're equal now! There's no more 'flower slave' (a euphemism for a prostitute). Your 'flower slave'... oh, no, your former Shakira partner... now it's her freedom to go wherever she wants. We police can't interfere!"
The man remained defiant—"Don't give me that nonsense! I bought that flower slave for a fortune. Since you police can't find her, you should compensate me." "What kind of unreasonable person are you? We police didn't sell you that flower slave, why should we compensate you!" the fat chief said impatiently, raising his voice. "I don't care! You, the chief of this police station, must stand up for me, or I'm not leaving your office." With that, the man plopped down on the ground, throwing a tantrum. "Get up—! Do you think this is your home—!" the fat chief finally snapped, pointing at the man on the ground and shouting. The man sitting on the ground was startled by the angry shout. He clearly knew he couldn't cause too much trouble in police territory, so after a moment's thought, he obediently stood up, but still muttered resentfully, "Then...then you police have to give me an explanation." The fat chief frowned at the man, then sighed and said helplessly, "Sigh...sir, things are different now than before. We really don't have the right to arrest those Shakira citizens who have already gained their freedom. But...how about this, we'll try to find the slave trader who sold you the slave and have him refund your money. Is that alright?" The man's eyes lit up, and he nodded—"That works too." "Alright, that's settled then...Xiao Ke—!" The fat chief loudly called in a junior officer, then pointed at the man in front of him and said, "Xiao Ke, take this gentleman to make a statement..." The officer surnamed Ke then led the man out. So, only Tang Miaoxue and the portly director remained in the director's office. Tang Miaoxue gracefully stood up and poured the portly director a glass of water, smiling sweetly, "What? Old Kun, now you're even meddling in trivial matters like a flower slave eloping?" Director Kun smiled wryly, took the glass of water from Tang Miaoxue, took a sip, and said mournfully,
"Alas~ ethnic conflicts are no small matter~ things are different now than before. The Equality Act has been enacted, the enslaved Shakira tribe yearns for freedom, while the Ditu tribe is unwilling to let go, so social conflicts are getting worse and worse... Alas, the higher-ups said that if we police don't handle these conflicts well and cause social unrest, they'll hold us accountable. Tell me, how can I not be careful?" At this point, Director Kun sighed again, then waved his hand at Tang Miaoxue and smiled slightly:
"Let's not talk about that anymore. Come on, Miaoxue, sit down. How was your journey? Was it smooth?" Tang Miaoxue smiled sweetly and gracefully sat down in front of Director Kun, saying, "It was alright... except for a little incident last night when I was on the phone, everything else went smoothly." "An incident? What kind of incident?" Kun Sha picked up his water glass, sipped his water, and asked casually. "Oh, nothing much. It's just that the taxi driver who took me last night raped me on the way..."
Tang Miaoxue smiled casually. "What—?! Cough, cough…" Upon hearing Tang Miaoxue's words, Kunsha was so shocked that he choked on his water. He coughed and jumped up angrily, shouting, "Damn it—! Who has the audacity to rape a policewoman from our Flower Sea City?! Are they tired of living?! Miaoxue, tell me what he looks like?! I'll issue an arrest warrant right now. Once I catch him, I'll personally shoot him, no matter if he's from the Shakira or the Ditu tribe…" "It's alright… Old Kun, don't make a mountain out of a molehill. I used to encounter this kind of thing all the time when I was a flower slave. I'm used to it… Besides, I quite enjoy it. Don't take it too seriously. Consider this a greeting gift from my hometown…" As she said this, Tang Miaoxue charmingly tucked her long hair behind her ear, crossed her long, beautiful legs, and looked at Director Kun with a charming smile. Kunsha was stunned by Tang Miaoxue's words. He looked the stunningly beautiful Tang Miaoxue up and down, then smiled wryly, "Miaoxue, it's been years, and your carefree personality hasn't changed at all..." "Hehe, just a rare moment of absentmindedness..." Tang Miaoxue waved her hand dismissively, then said nonchalantly, "Let's get down to business... Old Kun, have you looked at my resume?" Seeing that Tang Miaoxue really didn't want to make things worse, Kunsha didn't say anything more, then he seemed to... He glanced casually at Tang Miaoxue's long, beautiful legs, swallowed hard, and then sat down nonchalantly, smiling at her. "Hmm, I saw it... Actually, we're just going through the motions. A female detective like you, with both education and experience, is exactly what our department needs. Besides, Miaoxue, you're not an outsider. You'll start working at the police station tomorrow. Your position is head of the Major Crimes Unit Two." At this point, Chief Kun couldn't help but glance again between Tang Miaoxue's ample breasts and beautiful legs, sighing:
"Sigh~ Miaoxue, to be honest, our department desperately needs a qualified Shakira with a background in criminal investigation to bolster our reputation. These days, some social democrats and the media keep saying our police department is rife with racial discrimination and is just a tool for the Titu people to control society. I'm under immense pressure." Hearing Director Kun say this, Tang Miaoxue immediately frowned—"What? Old Kun, you're putting me in the Major Crimes Unit just to bolster the police force's image?" "No, no, no, Miaoxue, don't misunderstand, that's not it." "What I mean is..." Seeing that Tang Miaoxue had misunderstood, Director Kun quickly explained, "I mean, Miaoxue, you and I are acquaintances. I and your master... ptooey! Ptooey! No! I misspoke again. I meant your former Di Tu tribe partner—Qi Liang, Captain Qi. We're buddies. It's my honor that you can join the police force to help me. And I have great confidence in your case-solving abilities, Miaoxue. I believe that with your help, our police force will definitely be like a tiger with wings, reaching new heights and contributing to the construction of a free, democratic, and civilized new society..." "
Hehe, alright, Lao Kun, I understand what you mean. You don't need to flatter me like that." Seeing Director Kun's embarrassment, Tang Miaoxue couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that Director Kun had indeed been overwhelmed by the recent surge in ethnic conflicts. Otherwise, the rough man who used to yell and curse at the drop of a hat would now be so careful with his words. "Sigh~ Miaoxue, it's so good that you understand. To be honest, I've been..." "Chief—! Something's happened—!" Before Chief Kun could finish speaking, a man in a police uniform rushed in, anxiously saying,
"Chief! The Dongbin West Street Police Station just received a report that a naked female corpse was found at the fountain in Flower Sea Park!" "What?! A naked female corpse?! What ethnicity is she? Shakira or Titu?" Upon hearing about the murder, Chief Kun immediately asked which ethnicity she belonged to. To be honest, if the deceased was from the Titu ethnic group, that would be fine, but if she was from the Shakira ethnic group, there might be protesters causing trouble again. "No, I don't know. The police station just told us to send criminal investigators over to take a look." Hearing this from the young officer, Chief Kun, whose nerves were constantly on edge due to ethnic tensions, immediately jumped up and shouted at the entering officers, "What are you standing there for?! Send people to the scene! Remember! Once you get there, immediately cordon off the crime scene with police tape. No one is allowed near the body, especially those reporters! No photos or videos allowed. Otherwise, if those troublemakers write whatever they want, who knows what kind of trouble they'll cause!"
"But Chief, society is too chaotic right now, there are too many cases. The Major Crimes Unit is all out on fieldwork, even the accounting department and the lab are helping out. Now all that's left in the station is me, a forensic doctor, and a cleaning lady. What are we going to do?" "This…sigh…" Upon hearing this, Chief Kun sighed and slumped into his chair. He then clutched his head helplessly and said, "What can we do…now those reporters will probably not only sue me for protecting my own, but also for dereliction of duty…" Hearing Chief Kun's… So, sitting beside him, Tang Miaoxue glanced at the young police officer with her phoenix eyes, then looked at the worried-looking Chief Kun for a moment, and smiled, "Old Kun, how about you give this case to me..." Upon hearing this, Chief Kun's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh excitedly, "That's right, Miaoxue, you can..." But he stopped mid-sentence, then grinned at Tang Miaoxue—"Hehe, Miaoxue, how could I accept that? You haven't even officially started working yet, and you just returned from overseas. It's been so hard..." "I haven't had a break, how could I possibly ask you to go to the scene now?" "Alright, Lao Kun, we're practically family, don't give me that platitude." "That's great, Miaoxue, it's wonderful that you're willing to help. There's a new rookie reporting for duty later, I'll have her go to the scene to help you guys when she arrives." "Okay, that's settled then, I'll head to the scene now..." Saying this, Tang Miaoxue stood up, turned, and strode out of the room, opening the door as she was about to leave. Just then, Director Kun suddenly called out to her— "Miaoxue, wait—!" Tang Miaoxue turned to look at Director Kun, only to see him staring at her shapely figure encased in her police uniform, looking her up and down before grinning at her. "Miaoxue, after we finish investigating the scene, let's go to the Binxi Restaurant. I'll treat you to dinner. It's been a long time; let's catch up tonight." Tang Miaoxue sensed a familiar longing in Director Kun's tone and the way his eyes were fixed on her body. She immediately understood what he meant by "catching up." So, Tang Miaoxue smiled sweetly at Director Kun and whispered:
"Okay, see you later..." After saying that, Tang Miaoxue strode out with graceful steps. ... "Ah~ What a beautiful day~!" Tang Miaoxue, dressed in a smart police uniform and looking dashing, stretched gracefully against the blue sky in the mermaid fountain in the flower sea park. Although this wasn't Tang Miaoxue's first time at a crime scene, she had always gone as a student with her instructors during her time at the German police academy, only able to take statements and not even have a chance to speak. But this time, she was handling the case independently, and Tang Miaoxue felt an overwhelming excitement… “Officer Tang, this is the first time I've seen someone act like they're strolling through a park when they arrive at a crime scene. You're really something…” Forensic doctor Wei Feng, wearing a white coat and setting up a cordon, came out and teased Tang Miaoxue when he saw her excited. Tang Miaoxue smiled awkwardly and then said, “Hehe, how is it, Forensic Doctor Wei? Have you finished examining the body?” “The specific autopsy results will be available after the autopsy at the station, but the scene photos and samples have been taken. Come in with me~” After saying that, he raised the cordon. Tang Miaoxue smiled and nodded, put on white gloves, and bent down to follow Forensic Doctor Wei into the crime scene. Tang Miaoxue discovered that the deceased was a beautiful woman in her twenties or thirties, wearing only a red trench coat. The coat was now completely open, revealing the woman's naked body to the sunlight, from her full breasts and long, white legs to her sparsely haired genitals. Tang Miaoxue's first impression of the corpse was that she seemed to have died very "cleanly." This didn't mean the corpse was free of dirt, but rather that the manner of death was clean. There was no large area of blood around the body, and no fatal wounds indicating disembowelment. This was different from the murder scenes Tang Miaoxue had seen during her police academy internship. Moreover, she herself owned the red trench coat the woman was wearing, so looking at the corpse felt like looking at her own death scene, a feeling that sent chills down her spine. "Forensic Doctor Wei, how did she die…?" Tang Miaoxue composed herself and pointed at the corpse, asking curiously. "There are no signs of strangulation, stab wounds, or other physical fatal injuries on the surface of the female corpse. There are also no organic lesions on the skin indicating drowning or poisoning. Therefore, the specific cause of death will likely have to wait until we return to the lab for further autopsy and examination." Tang Miaoxue nodded upon hearing this, then bent down and knelt beside the female corpse, lifting her coat to carefully examine her breasts, neck, and genitals. Tang Miaoxue then discovered that, as forensic doctor Wei had said, although the female corpse had some minor abrasions, none of them were fatal. Tang Miaoxue then looked up and asked Hu... Forensic pathologist—"Forensic pathologist Wei, what else did you find?" "Not too much... This woman is probably in her twenties or thirties. There are dried semen stains on her cheeks, mouth, and anus, indicating that she had just had sex before her death. There are some old whip marks on the breasts, buttocks, and other genital areas of the female corpse, plus the labia that have turned dark, which suggests that the female corpse had frequent sexual intercourse with men before her death, so I think she might be..." "She might be a Shakira slave..." Tang Miaoxue continued from where Forensic Pathologist Wei left off, then... Tang Miaoxue stood up, dusted off her gloves, and then solemnly declared, "No! Forensic Doctor Wei, I don't think this female corpse could possibly have been a flower slave before her death..." Hearing Tang Miaoxue's resolute rejection of his conclusion, Forensic Doctor Wei immediately frowned and asked unhappily, "Oh? Why?" Hearing this, Tang Miaoxue smiled confidently—"It's simple. As a flower slave, her main task is to provide pleasure for her master. And a master of the Imperial Palace often has many flower slaves, so the flower slaves compete for favor..." "I'm usually very careful about my body, always trying to keep my body perfect, white, and beautiful." Pointing to the female corpse's blackened labia and slightly yellowish skin, Tang Miaoxue speculated, "But look, this female corpse's genitals are already black. No man would like labia like that. As a flower slave, even if a flower slave suffers physical damage due to the master's excessive cruelty, they would immediately go to a body modeling shop to find a trainer to repair their body. So no flower slave would let their labia turn into black fungus like this female corpse, because that would be tantamount to courting disfavor, just like when my body was played with and humiliated by my master..." At this point, Tang Miaoxue suddenly realized she might have let something slip, so she looked up at the forensic doctor Wei with an awkward smile, changing the subject—"Oh, what I mean is that generally, Shakira flower slaves are very careful about maintaining their bodies. 'The flower slave's delicate body is the most alluring lewd phrase in the world'—this is a professional motto known to all flower slaves." Hearing Tang Miaoxue say this... Then, forensic doctor Wei remembered that Tang Miaoxue's previous profession was that of a male prostitute. Compared to her, he felt incredibly unprofessional. So, forensic doctor Wei gave an awkward smile and said, "Then... Team Leader Tang, what do you think the identity of this female corpse might be?" "Hmm... Judging from this expensive designer trench coat, I think she might be a wealthy young lady from the Di Tu clan. Generally speaking, wealthy young ladies from the Di Tu clan like to keep handsome male prostitutes for their own pleasure, and I think that's why her body would show frequent sexual activity with men." "It's probably because of the traces of sexual activity. Hmm... there seems to be something in her vagina?" Tang Miaoxue said as she examined the body. When she examined the woman's anus with her fingers, she suddenly felt something stuck inside the vaginal wall. She gently pried it open, and a dark, pebble-like object fell out. Tang Miaoxue picked it up and was immediately stunned—"What is this?" "It looks like an insect pupa..." Forensic doctor Wei pushed the object closer to his eyes and examined it carefully. He nodded—"That's right, it's an insect pupa. You can tell from the animal fiber outer wall... As for what kind of insect pupa it is, we'll probably have to take it back for testing to find out." "That's really strange..." Tang Miaoxue muttered, put the pupa in a transparent evidence bag, and handed it to forensic doctor Wei, saying, "Forensic doctor Wei, let's stop here for today. Send the autopsy results to my email, and then we..." "Report—!" Before Tang Miaoxue could finish speaking, a sweet and melodious female voice came from behind her. Tang Miaoxue turned around and immediately raised her eyebrows—not far behind her stood a young policewoman in a well-fitting uniform. The young policewoman wasn't tall, but she was curvaceous and shapely, with a striking figure. Especially her large, dark eyes and charming face made her the epitome of a woman with a youthful face and large breasts. Seeing Tang Miaoxue looking at her, the young policewoman stood even more upright, saluted Tang Miaoxue, and said in a sweet voice, "Reporting to Team Leader Tang! Yuan Xin, a second-level police officer from the Major Crimes Unit 2 of the Huahai City Public Security Bureau in Tuxia Kingdom! Reporting for duty!" Seeing the charming young policewoman before her, Tang Miaoxue remembered that Director Kun had mentioned sending a new recruit to assist her; this must be the young girl. "Hehe, Yuanxin, hello. I'm the leader of the Major Crimes Unit 2, my name is Tang Miaoxue, you can call me Sister Xue. We'll be colleagues from now on, I hope we can cooperate well and help each other..." "Protest against class murder! Protest against racial persecution! The Huahai police are tools of the Ditu tribe's rule! They have no right to investigate murder cases—!" Just as Tang Miaoxue and Yuanxin shook hands amicably, deafening protests came from far beyond the police cordon at the crime scene. Immediately afterwards, a sanitation worker from the Huahai Public Security Bureau rushed anxiously from the park entrance to Tang Miaoxue, panting, and said, "Hoo... no, something bad has happened!" "Team Leader Tang, the 'Awakening Army' outside is getting bigger and bigger. Let's go quickly, or they'll break in soon." "Awakening Army? What Awakening Army?" Upon hearing the name, Tang Miaoxue suddenly remembered hearing it on a taxi announcement the night she returned to China, but she didn't understand what it meant, because this organization didn't exist before Tang Miaoxue went abroad to study. However, Yuan Xin, who was standing next to her, clearly knew what it was about. Her pretty face turned pale, and she grabbed Tang Miaoxue's arm, trembling as she said, "Sister Xue, let's go quickly. These people are not to be trifled with. If they get angry, we'll be in big trouble..."
Although she still didn't understand what was going on, seeing Yuanxin's ashen expression, she knew it wasn't a joke. So she bit her lip, turned around and helped the forensic doctor Wei put the body in a bag and lift it into the ambulance. Then she hurriedly left through the back gate of Dongbin Park. Chapter 4 The Ins and Outs "Phew~ That was close, Sister Xue, we almost got caught..." Sitting in the police car, Yuanxin leaned out to look at the flower sea park that was gradually receding behind her. She patted her chest and exclaimed in shock. "Pfft~ Look at you, all terrified... You don't look like a police officer at all." Sitting in the driver's seat, Tang Miaoxue couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Yuan Xin, who was trembling like a kitten beside her. She pulled a tissue from the car window and handed it to Yuan Xin, then asked, "Tell me, what exactly is this 'Awakened Army'? We're both police officers, so why are we running away like petty thieves when we see them?" "Ah—?! Sister Xue, you don't even know about the Awakened Army? How could that be? Aren't you also from the Shakira tribe?" Hearing that Tang Miaoxue didn't know about the 'Awakened Army,' Yuan Xin's eyes widened immediately, staring at Tang Miaoxue with the look of someone looking at an alien, her eyes full of surprise. "Well... I've been studying abroad for the past five or six years, so I don't know much about things in China." Tang Miaoxue felt a chill run down her spine from Yuan Xin's astonished gaze. "Oh...I see, that's a long story..." Seeing that even the head of the Major Crimes Unit, Tang Miaoxue, was unaware of something, Yuan Xin smiled smugly and unconsciously began to educate Tang Miaoxue on political matters—"This story begins five years ago...As you know, Sister Xue, our Tuxia Kingdom has practiced a slave-owning system for two thousand years. Our Shakira tribe has always been vassal slaves of the Ditu tribe, oppressed and enslaved by them. But because this slave system has been in place for so long—a full two thousand years—most of our Shakira people have become accustomed to it. Until five years ago, a Shakira female writer named Milen wrote a book called 'Awakening'...By the way, Sister Xue, have you read this book?" Tang Miaoxue thought for a moment and replied—"Hmm, I've heard of this book abroad, but I haven't read it. It's said to be a book on politics and economics, what's wrong..." "Hehe, Sister Xue, this is not just a political book, but a book of revolution! A book of struggle! Even..." "It's no exaggeration to call it a Bible!" Mentioning the book "Awakening," Yuanxin's voice immediately became excited—"Do you know? It was through this book that Milian told us how the Ditu tribe used its economic, political, and military advantages to oppress and exploit our Shakira tribe for two thousand years, and how they brainwashed us with all-media indoctrination and enslavement education, making us accustomed to this slave life. It was Milian who let us know that we also have human rights—! It was Milian who let us know that our Shakira tribe is also human—! And that we also have the freedom to live and survive equally with the Ditu tribe! It was Milian's 'Awakening' that liberated our Shakira tribe from two thousand years of spiritual enslavement! Long live Milian—!" As she spoke, Yuanxin excitedly raised her arms high, shouting Milian's name like a devout believer worshipping God. "Alright, don't get too excited, your hand is touching the car window, that's too dangerous—!" Tang Miaoxue looked at Yuanxin with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, pulling her hand back from the car window. After a moment's thought, she asked:
"Now that you mention it, Milen is indeed a great spiritual leader. However, her ideas are so extreme, I don't think the Ditu tribe will let her go..." "Of course not... Milen's 'Awakening' was immediately banned by that Ditu Congress upon its publication, and Milen was convicted of treason and hunted by the military and police. Later, with the help of some Shakira people, Milen escaped the country and established a 'Moon Bay Awakening Kingdom' in the Moon Bay Valley, the border region between the Tuxia Kingdom and the Wanbian Kingdom. Those who follow her are here to liberate us..." The army formed by this group of people, who are dedicated to the Shakira tribe, is called the "Awakened Army." The Imperial Defense Army even went to suppress them... Hmph, these stubborn Imperial right-wing elements are the most annoying!" Yuanxin pouted angrily as she said this. "Hmm, I've heard of it, it's called the Battle of Moon Bay. I read in the newspaper that the Battle of Moon Bay lasted for two whole years. Neither the Imperial Defense Army nor the rebels... oh, no, I mean the 'Awakened Army' could wipe out the other. Just when the two armies were at a stalemate, the war... for some reason..." "Why did it suddenly stop? Both sides withdrew their troops simultaneously..." "That's because the 'Lotus Lantern Revolution' broke out..." Yuanxin seemed quite proud of her political knowledge. With a smirk, she continued, "The year after the Battle of Moon Bay, which was also the anniversary of Milen's escape with the manuscript of 'Awakening,' many of our Shakira people spontaneously released 'Lotus Lanterns' into the river to commemorate Milen and her work 'Awakening.' Unexpectedly, this was met with armed dispersal and suppression by the Imperial Army and Police. As a result, more than a hundred people in Tuxia Kingdom..." A rebellion against oppression broke out in the city. This rebellion was called the "Lotus Lantern Uprising" by the rulers of the Imperial Tu tribe, while we call it the "Lotus Lantern Revolution." "I see... So, in order to maintain its rule, the Imperial Tu Congress suddenly made peace with the 'Awakening Army' and recalled the Imperial Tu National Defense Army to stabilize the situation." Hearing Yuanxin's explanation, Tang Miaoxue finally understood the ins and outs of the matter. She hadn't expected that so many major events had occurred in her homeland during the few years she had been abroad. It seemed that staying in the ivory tower for too long was really not a good thing. "That's right, but by then the domestic situation had developed to the point where even the return of the Imperial Defense Force couldn't control it. Left with no other choice, the Imperial lords had to enact the 'Equality Act,' declaring their relinquishment of control over legislation, administration, military, education, and diplomacy, forming a coalition government with the Shakira tribe to jointly govern the Xiatu Kingdom. Meanwhile, Milian's 'Awakening Army' abandoned its policy of armed seizure of power, opting instead for political struggle, frequently arguing fiercely with the Imperial tribe in the parliament." At this point, Yuanxin turned and boasted to Tang Miaoxue, "Do you know? There are now three major forces in the parliament—one dominated by the Shakira tribe, one dominated by the Shakira tribe, one dominated by the Shakira tribe..." "There's the 'Awakening Army,' aiming for independence and nation-building; the 'Sky Union,' advocating respect for history while considering ethnic equality and promoting alternating rule between the two races; and the 'Emperor Party,' a fundamentalist group advocating a return to the slave system and the enslavement of the Shakira by the Imperial race." "The Emperor Party? Isn't that the party that supports Imperial terrorists' persecution of Shakira? How can these beasts get into parliament?" "Sigh~ Imperial right-wingers support them. They've ruled Tuxia for two thousand years; they have plenty of money, power, and influence. They could easily get idiots into parliament and form a party." At this point, Yuanxin couldn't help but sigh. "Oh, I see. But if that's the case, why are we hiding from the 'Awakening Army' today? Aren't they supposed to represent the interests of our Shakira race?" Tang Miaoxue asked, puzzled. "Sigh, in their eyes, only those who go to Milian's 'Moon Bay Awakening Kingdom' are true Shakira..." Yuanxin said softly; "And Sister Xue, people like you and me who are still in Tuxia Kingdom, still making a living in the Ditu tribe's police station, are seen as 'traitors' in their eyes. To be honest, they wish they could devour us alive! Tell me, if we run into them, can't we sisters avoid them?" Tang Miaoxue's face immediately darkened upon hearing this—she hadn't expected the situation in the country to be so complicated. It seemed she would have to be more careful in the future. While the two were talking, the police car unknowingly drove up to the Binxi Restaurant on the street corner. After getting out of the car, Tang Miaoxue instructed Yuanxin to investigate the identity of the female corpse in the park. Then, she straightened her clothes, turned around, and pushed open the restaurant door...
Chapter Five: Desire and Struggle. The moon was bright and the stars were few. The bright moon, like a selfless goddess, sprinkled the Milky Way from its jade plate across the entire dark sky. The stars and moon were dazzling, and the bright starlight seemed to paint the entire Binhai with a tranquil color. "Huff, huff... one, two, one, two." In the underground training ground of the Huahai Police Station, Huahai City Police Chief Kun Sha, wearing shorts and a vest, with boxing gloves on his hands, was running back and forth on the floor of his villa, his short, hairy legs swinging his fists as he exercised. Judging from his sweaty state, he had obviously been exercising for a while. To be honest, although Tang Miaoxue didn't object to exercise after meals, she didn't expect Kun Sha to suggest doing combat training in the training ground. It seemed that Kun Sha was also preparing to show off his manly spirit in front of Tang Miaoxue. "Hehe, Old Kun, are you running or a bear picking corn? How long has it been since you exercised? Slow down, you just finished eating, be careful not to get a stitch." Wearing a pair of rhythmic shorts, with her long, slender, snow-white legs crossed, Tang Miaoxue, who was as beautiful as a celestial being, sat on the edge of the bed by the French windows, drinking...

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