[Urban] Nongyu (Complete) - 11

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In the second section, "A Clever Way to Clear

My Name," I was being held hostage by a thug and led towards the car. I was thinking that even if he stole the car, he wouldn't release me immediately. Although this place was secluded, to escape I would have to cross busy streets. For my own safety, no one would abandon their protector so easily; they might

even attack me to prevent me from escaping. Moreover, the police wouldn't abandon him for a hostage; they would definitely give chase, potentially causing a massive traffic jam. In this chase, regardless of whether the thugs are eventually captured, one thing is certain: the hostage is in grave danger. This is terrifying!

Right now, I'm his shield; he won't harm me for a while. But as a hostage, I have to obey the kidnapper's orders, otherwise I'll lose my usefulness, and he won't let me go. So, what's a way to smoothly lose this "usefulness" so he can't pursue me? Only an uncontrollable accident—a natural disaster or a man-made one. I can't do anything about natural disasters, but man-made disasters? Heh! I'm a genius at creating accidents!

Thinking this, I deliberately pretended to panic and drop my backpack on the ground while being dragged to get the car keys. Then, to prevent him from taking me into the car, I staged an asthma attack.

The extremely urgent situation, hanging by a thread, made me focus all my attention, and I tried to make the act as realistic as possible, which allowed me to get away with it.

As I expected, the thug, having no further use for me, reluctantly let me go.

I pretended to be completely incapacitated, and fell to the ground with the policewoman in my arms. To be honest, the policewoman acted as my cushion, so the fall didn't hurt at all.

Soft jade in my arms, even though it was the dead of winter and I was wearing thick clothes, her firm breasts were still pressed against my face without reservation. Moreover, her breath, hot and labored, was spraying onto my forehead, and a captivating fragrance immediately filled my nose, truly a sweet and intoxicating scent. As she naturally struggled and moved her body, her soft skin rubbed against mine. If I hadn't been acutely aware that my penis was about to become erect, I would never have let her pull me over to my side so soon.

Lying on the ground, I was freezing, but seeing this naive young policewoman frantically rummaging through my bag to save me filled me with a mixture of gratitude and mischievous delight. What struck me most was that when she crouched down to rummage through things, her alluring buttocks were less than two meters away from me. Because she was in such a hurry and no one else was around, she didn't care about proper ladylike manners, which gave me a clear view of her full buttocks, the deep cleft between her thighs, and the slight bulge between her legs caused by her budding breasts. Those buttocks were truly tempting; if only I could carefully lick them, gently caress them, or even thrust into them vigorously, that would be wonderful.

Her anxious voice, desperate to find the medicine, reached my ears—a fluent Beijing accent, a beautiful voice, not sweet, but absolutely charming. The sound was just talking to itself now; if it were used to whisper sweet nothings, to whine, or even to moan uncontrollably during sex, it would be heavenly music. It's strange, how come I didn't notice when my life was in someone else's hands?

After watching for a while, I felt it was about time. If I didn't get up and stop her, I was afraid she'd panic and call an ambulance again, so I spoke up.

The policewoman turned around in surprise and asked me strangely, "You...you're alright? Are you okay?"

I chuckled, "When have I ever been in any trouble?"

This confused the policewoman for a few seconds before she looked at me with a hint of anger, "Were you faking it?"

"Ah!"

I looked at her mischievously and smiled, "If I didn't pretend, I probably wouldn't be able to get away!"

As I spoke, I seemed to be struggling to stand up, but I couldn't because of the pain. I grimaced and said, "Come on, help me up, ouch!"

The policewoman helplessly came over and helped me up. Her warm body leaned against me, sending another wave of ecstasy through me. Her full breast was pressed against the arm that was supporting me, and its elasticity was transmitted to my brain through my forearm.

Only then did I have a chance to take a closer look at this young policewoman. She was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and must have just joined the police force. Although her skin wasn't fair, it radiated youth and delicacy. Her black hair wasn't very long, as it was styled into a bun under her peaked cap. Her eyebrows were light and flat, yet they often arched and furrowed with her bright, captivating eyes. Her nose was high and straight, and her lips were slightly full, giving her a mature charm. With each breath and word, two rows of clean, even teeth were revealed.

In terms of looks, she couldn't compare to Jiang Shan or Shen Dan, and even slightly paled in comparison to Zhao Xinrui and Chen Jing. However, in terms of the charm and allure of her eyes and brows, she was undoubtedly exceptional. It's known that some beauties are naturally stunning; even a towering figure with a blank expression can captivate countless souls. But there are also girls who, while not exceptionally beautiful, possess a captivating charm, whose every smile and gesture can ignite a man's gaze and desire. The young policeman before her belonged to the latter category.

I was still secretly observing her when she started complaining, "Why didn't you say so sooner? You made me run around like crazy!"

As she spoke, she helped me sit on the sidewalk curb. Seeing me still wincing in pain, though my expression had clearly returned to normal, she said, "You wait here, don't go anywhere!"

With that, she picked up her pistol and was about to run into the alley.

"Hey, where are you going?"

I asked, feigning surprise.

The policewoman knew I was only doing this out of desperation to escape, but she still felt I was playing her tricks. She said irritably, "Nonsense, what do you think? Of course, I'm going to arrest someone!"

"Don't go, don't go, there's no need!"

I said with a sly smile.

"Nonsense! Sit still and wait!"

The policewoman completely ignored what I said, uttering this commanding remark before immediately rushing forward, like a suicide squad going into battle. No wonder, the thug was tall and burly, and he was carrying a knife. Although my colleague had a gun, the alley exit was right in a crowded area, how could I not be worried!

"Wait, wait, why are you making such a fuss? It's just a petty thief! Look where I'm pointing..."

I said, pointing forward. The policewoman subconsciously looked in that direction and saw that it was the entrance to the alley where the two had chased each other, but now the place was empty. Just as she was wondering what was wrong with me and was about to question me, I said, "Watch, I'll count to three..."

When I counted to five, two figures walked out of the alley one after the other. The one in front was the thug, now with his hands behind his back, limping, and seemingly missing a shoe, looking utterly disheveled.

The next one was her male colleague, who was carrying a sneaker in one hand and a pistol in the other. He kept shoving the kidnapper in the back, shouting, "Go! You think you can escape? Hurry up, go!"

The policewoman was truly dumbfounded. If it were that her colleague had caught a vicious criminal, she wouldn't be surprised. But the key was why I seemed to have foreseen it all. She stared at me blankly, as if witnessing a supernatural event.

I stood up and walked to her side, covering my mouth with my hand and whispering in her ear, "I just untied his shoelaces!"

Just now, I pretended to have an asthma attack, crouching down on the ground, intending to reach for something like a stick or brick to defend myself, hoping to use it to weaken my guard and escape. But I couldn't find anything, except by chance, I touched the man's foot.

Judging from the feel, it was a pair of sneakers; the bow-tie laces were right next to my hand, so I easily grabbed them. When the man helped me up, it was as if he had untied his own shoelaces. The

pretty policewoman, upon hearing my explanation, slowly withdrew her surprised expression, replaced by a smile of surprise, helplessness, and a hint of delight. Her raised eyebrows and darting eyes seemed to say, "You're so naughty, so bad!"

She looked at me for a long time before realizing she needed to greet her colleague. Seeing that I was no longer acting strangely, she walked towards the two men who had come from the opposite direction, relieved the male officer, and escorted the kidnapper towards the police car.

Only then did I get a clear look at the guy who had kidnapped me. He was as burly as Gu Zhenhai, but the difference was that Gu Zhenhai was very strong, all muscle. This man, on the other hand, had a large belly and a thick waist, covered in fat.

No wonder I felt that although his chest was firm, his lower body was quite soft. The man wasn't dark-skinned, and was rather chubby and honest-looking, but he had a large bruise on his forehead and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

He walked up to me with his hands behind his back and his head down. Seeing me scrutinizing him, he glanced at me sheepishly before lowering his head again. Afraid he'd see through my act, I immediately clutched my throat and coughed incessantly.

The male officer handed the keys to the female officer, opened the car door, and helped the man into the back seat before getting in himself. The female officer collected the sneaker, the bloodstained knife, and other evidence and placed them in the car. Turning to me, she said, "We'll need you to come with us to the station to assist with the investigation!"

She opened the passenger door, winked at me, and continued, "Get in!"

I knew she saw I was still faking it but didn't expose me. But there was a certain allure in her eyes, enough to make one's heart flutter: "Uh… okay!"

So I got in.

Actually, I didn't want to get involved in this mess, but at first I was attracted by the physical contact and visual pleasure the policewoman offered, and later I deliberately showed off my cleverness just to win her favor. Only now did I realize I was also a person with significant connections, and it was impossible to extricate myself now.

The policewoman moved to the front of the car, pouted at me to express her displeasure, then squatted down to collect the things she had emptied from my bag, took the bag, and sat in the driver's seat: "Here you go!"

She tossed the bag to me and started the car, driving away.

All the way, the criminal kept proclaiming his innocence, saying he was just passing by, that he didn't kill anyone, that he was innocent, and so on. The male police officer only restrained him when he became agitated and tried to act restlessly; otherwise, neither of them spoke. I guess this might be a common psychological tactic used in criminal investigations, designed to instill fear in criminals, making interrogation much easier.

From his monologue, I learned that the man's name was Chen Jinshui, a cook at the Fuduolai Seafood Restaurant. He was seen stabbing his boss's family of three at their home, resulting in two deaths and one serious injury. This was why he was being pursued, and the long dagger, stained with blood and smelling of fish, was the murder weapon.

Good heavens, a family annihilation! This man is ruthless. How could I have run into him? If I had known all this earlier, I probably wouldn't have been so calm and come up with this clever plan of feigning madness to escape. Although my underwear was a little damp, I managed to stay focused and get through it. Thinking about it now, it's really frightening.

There weren't many people at the Hongqiao branch late at night, only a few junior officers on duty. Two officers, one went to deliver evidence for testing, and the other escorted Chen Jinshui to the interrogation room, only having a junior officer take my statement.

The officer knew I was a witness and a victim, so his attitude towards me was fairly good. He asked a few routine questions and quickly finished the interview. I naturally concealed the details of my trickery, attributing all the credit for our escape to the two police officers, male and female.

Seeing that he couldn't get any more information, the junior officer gave a cursory summary and started chatting with another officer who had come over. Their conversation revolved around this rare family annihilation case, even in Tianjin. I listened quietly, forming a basic outline of the case in my mind.

Just then, the policewoman walked into the branch office lobby carrying a folder, slamming it heavily on a table by the door: "The test results are in! The fingerprints match Chen Jinshui's, and the blood test results are in—it's Gao Peilin's! The case can be closed!"

Seeing her relieved and triumphant expression, I found it amusing, but the three junior officers in the room erupted in cheers.

One said, "Wow, Sister Qiu, amazing! You solved the case in less than three hours. No wonder you're a top student from the police academy!"

Another added, "Yeah, Sister Qiu and Brother Tang really made a name for themselves this time. They're guaranteed a commendation and award from the city bureau. You guys have to treat us!"

The man taking my statement plopped down on the table in front of me and chimed in, "Exactly! Youpeng Seafood, we haven't had a good meal in ages!"

He then turned to the other two and said, "Looks like teamwork really does make work easier. Brother Tang's skills, plus Sister Qiu's assistance, it's a perfect match."

He then jokingly said to the policewoman, "Sister Qiu, when are you going to treat us to your wedding? Or maybe we should all go together!"

He laughed heartily.

The policewoman called Sister Qiu

shoved him off the table with a "Get lost!" but her face didn't show any anger; instead, she looked a little embarrassed. Then she gently patted my shoulder with a folder and said, "Hey, come with me!"

She handed the folder to a police officer who seemed to be in charge of files, picked up my statement from the table, and led me outside while flipping through it.

"Your name is Yang Ziyang? A student at Tianjin University?"

Sister Qiu turned to ask me after reading the beginning.

"Ah, isn't it all written there? Why are you asking me?"

I followed her, observing her from behind. This policewoman had a good figure, especially her buttocks, which swayed beautifully with her walk. And when she lowered her head, a strand of hair fell down, trembling like a beaded curtain, obscuring one of her captivating eyes.

Sister Qiu didn't leave my side, continuing to watch. Suddenly, she couldn't help but laugh: "Hehe, 'The people's police are both wise and brave, using a key to lure the criminals and rescue the hostages'..."

She turned her head, puffing out her mouth with her tongue, and teased, "You're really something else! Why don't you just say you

're cunning and treacherous, making a fool of a stupid policeman like a monkey?" I really couldn't do anything with this policewoman. I was clearly forced into it, but she was still holding a grudge. I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "I've said it several times, I was forced into it. If I couldn't even fool you, how could Chen Jinshui have fallen for it?"

Sister Qiu initially nodded, seemingly agreeing with my situation. But then she realized I was implying she was even dumber than the murderer. She immediately slapped me with her notebook: "Who are you calling a liar?"

Her eyes were fixed on me, a hint of anger in them, which slowly turned into a smile.

We arrived at the building entrance one after the other. She asked the police officer on duty to register me and sign the register. As I wrote my name, she said, "You need to leave your contact information. We might need to ask you some questions, and we might need you to testify in court in a few days!"

"I don't plan to appear in court!"

I blurted out casually while writing my phone number.

Sister Qiu was caught off guard and stunned by my words: "What? What did you say? You...you were almost killed by him? Are you crazy?"

"I'm fine, you should be forgiving!"

After writing down my contact information, I leaned on the table and turned to her.

"No...no!"

Sister Qiu frowned, looking confused, then a little annoyed. "Yang Ziyang, listen carefully! Assisting the police in identifying the murderer is your duty as citizens. If you refuse to appear in court, I have the right to sue you for obstructing official business!"

Seeing she was genuinely angry, her usually smiling face immediately turned serious. But she couldn't understand my reason for refusing to appear in court, and she was also puzzled.

I chuckled inwardly. Why did this young woman always wear her heart on her sleeve, making it obvious what she was thinking?

I gently pulled her aside to a secluded spot and whispered, "The reason I don't want to appear in court is because Chen Jinshui isn't the murderer of Gao Peilin's family at all. You've arrested the wrong person!"

This completely surprised Sister Qiu. She exclaimed, "What? We..."

Realizing her lapse in composure, she immediately lowered her voice and asked, "How could we have arrested the wrong person? How do you know?"

I then recounted the discussions I'd overheard among the police officers in the lobby, saying, "If these facts are true, you've definitely arrested the wrong person!"

Seeing Sister Qiu's furrowed brow, I knew she was inwardly blaming her colleagues on duty for discussing case-related matters in front of me. It was just me, a student; if it were a reporter or someone in a sensitive profession, everything would be exposed, which would be extremely detrimental to their work.

Just as I was about to launch into a long explanation, Sister Qiu stopped me, saying, "Wait, come with me!"

She then pulled me towards the second floor.

I knew that what happened on the way earlier made her wary of me, a student, so out of a sense of responsibility, she wanted to hear my perspective. However, if what I said was entirely unreasonable, then spouting nonsense in front of the main gate regarding such a serious and heinous case would have a terrible impact. That's why she wanted to talk to me privately. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

She dragged me to a dark-colored door with only a small window and many iron bars—probably some kind of interrogation room. She instructed the young policeman on duty at the door, "Go open the door!"

After the iron door opened, we went in one after the other. The room was small, only about fifteen square meters. The walls were dark, and it was impossible to tell whether they were made of sheet metal or brick. In the center was a square table, bare except for a lamp. There was a chair on each side of the table.

Sister Qiu went straight to the chair behind the lamp and sat down. She turned on the lamp but lowered the lampshade vertically, gestured for me to sit opposite her, and then instructed the policeman, "Don't record anything. We're just having a chat. Don't take any notes. Go out; you're done here!" It

seemed this policewoman wanted to talk to me alone, and she had chosen such a secluded place.

This room was truly unsettling. If I were a prisoner, just walking into this room would give me a sense of dread, and I'd probably confess everything. I looked around as I walked to the opposite side of her, and slowly sat down, my heart pounding.

"Go ahead, tell me your thoughts on this case."

She seemed to notice my nervousness and reassured me, "It's alright, I'm here mainly for confidentiality. Just speak freely, no one else can hear you!"

"Oh, okay!"

I scratched my head, seemingly thinking about where to begin, but suddenly asked, "What's your name? How old are you today?"

I didn't expect that my first question would be these questions. Sister Qiu was taken aback, then lightly slapped the table with a hint of anger, "Hey, do you think I came here for a blind date?"

But seeing my mischievous look, she chuckled, "My name is Jiang Qiu, I'm twenty-six years old, currently a police officer in the Hongqiao branch of the Tianjin Criminal Investigation Brigade, number 4576! Is that alright?"

I ignored her and muttered to myself, "Jiang... Qiu! Twenty-six, a bit old, two years older than me!"

I was born in 1979. Because I was an orphan, I started school two years late, so I'm already in my twenties.

"I said! What are you thinking?"

Jiang Qiu couldn't take it anymore and slammed her hand on the table, saying, "I called you here to help analyze the case, who told you to start analyzing me!"

Seeing that things had calmed down enough, I got to the point and asked, "I heard from your colleague that around 7 pm tonight, Chen Jinshui went to Gao Peilin's house and had a big argument with him. Many of Gao Peilin's neighbors heard it, and some even saw Chen Jinshui leaving angrily, cursing and swearing, right? Later, around 9 pm, another neighbor went to look for Gao Peilin but found the unit door unlocked, the door light on but the inside completely dark, and then found Chen Jinshui squatting over Gao Peilin's body in the living room." "Next to him, holding a bloodstained knife, right? Then Chen Jinshui realized someone was coming and immediately ran away, then the neighbor called the police, then you found Chen Jinshui's house, then he saw the police and ran away, then..."

Jiang Qiu nodded with each question I asked, until finally, she became impatient and interrupted, "Then he took you hostage, then you outsmarted him, and then you, this bastard who talks nonsense and is full of schemes, are sitting across from me, right?"

She finished, looking annoyed, and urged, "Just tell me something useful, I know all of this!"

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business!"

I said, trying to calm her down while organizing my thoughts. "So, Chen Jinshui must have argued with the victim before he decided to kill her, and then went out to find a knife to kill Gao Peilin and his family of three, right?"

Seeing Jiang Qiu cross her arms, stare at me with wide eyes, and nod slightly, as if to say, "That's obvious," I asked again, "Then why weren't the lights on in Gao Peilin's house? If Chen Jinshui had returned at night, Gao Peilin, who had just argued with him, shouldn't have let him in without turning on the lights. The porch light was on, but the lights inside weren't." There was light. Clearly, Gao Peilin was either asleep or about to go to sleep when someone knocked on the door. He put on his clothes, walked to the door, turned on the porch light, and only let him in after recognizing the person…”

I suddenly stopped there, focusing my gaze, which had been wandering aimlessly in my

thoughts, on Jiang Qiu's face, and asked, “Do you have a cigarette?” Jiang Qiu, who had been pondering along with me, immediately replied, “Smoking isn’t allowed here!”

Realizing that smoking might help me think, he quickly called out, “Xiao Wang, bring me some cigarettes!”

A short while later, Xiao Wang brought back a half-smoked pack of Hongtashan cigarettes. I lit a cigarette and waited for him to leave before continuing, "Gao Peilin let the man into the house and was about to turn on the light when the man suddenly stabbed him in the chest, then stabbed him several more times. He then rushed inside and stabbed Gao Peilin's wife, who had been startled by the commotion, to death in the hallway or at the end of the living room. He then went to the bedroom to kill his son. Because of the darkness, his son wasn't killed, but seriously injured..."

I heard about the Gao family's murder from the junior police officers. Such a serious and vicious stabbing case wasn't common in Tianjin, so it was just a topic of casual conversation among the police.

Jiang Qiu was shocked. She knew that her colleagues had already told me about the victims' injuries, which I had just confirmed with her. However, the location and manner of the two victims' deaths were only known to a limited number of officers who had investigated the scene. I couldn't have heard of it, so she became even more interested in my reasoning.

She listened with great interest, offering only affirmative "Ah" and "Yes," without daring to interrupt. I continued, "The murderer must be someone very close to the Gao family, so it couldn't be Chen Jinshui, his rival with whom he just had a fight. Otherwise, he would never have opened the door so unguarded, nor would he have let him in before turning on the lights." "

But the murder knife has Chen Jinshui's fingerprints on it. How do you explain that?"

Jiang Qiu was a police officer; she trusted evidence more than seemingly reasonable speculation.

Of course, I wasn't making things up. I carefully explained, "That so-called murder knife was right next to my neck just now. I saw it clearly. That knife has never killed anyone, which is the main reason I'm certain Chen Jinshui isn't the real culprit."

"How do you know?"

Jiang Qiu was confident in the irrefutable evidence and didn't believe I would conclude the knife was unrelated to the case after only glancing at it a few times in that critical moment.

I leisurely took a drag of my cigarette, smacked my lips, and suddenly asked, "I've been up all night, is there any water? Can I have a drink?"

Jiang Qiu was impatient, but she couldn't disobey me, because she also wanted to know what I was going to say next. So she called in Xiao Wang, who was practically a waiter, to pour me a glass of mineral water. But Jiang Qiu still muttered, "Lazy donkey trying to work!"

I cleared my throat and coughed twice before continuing, "According to you, that knife stabbed three people, and each person wasn't stabbed only once, so this knife is definitely not the murder weapon. Because except for the neck, the fatal points are protected by very hard bones. After being stabbed more than ten times, the blade would have been bent long ago, it couldn't have been so intact!"

After saying that, I took another sip of water, seemingly waiting for her to slowly digest what I had to say.

Jiang Qiu pondered for a moment and asked, "But if that knife wasn't the murder weapon, why was it at the crime scene? And why was Gao Peilin's blood on it?"

Actually, the crux of the problem lay with the murder weapon. I had already thought of this, so I replied, "My guess is that Chen Jinshui originally intended to take the knife to get revenge or scare Gao Peilin. When he got to Gao Peilin's house, he found the door unlocked and the house dark, so he went in out of curiosity. When he found Gao Peilin lying in a pool of blood, he was startled, and the knife he was holding fell to the ground, which is why it got stained with blood. That's all!"

Jiang Qiu thought my guess made sense, but she still couldn't refute her preconceived notions: "You've said so much, it's all speculation, without any evidence. This can't be used as evidence that Chen Jinshui isn't the murderer!"

"Do you want evidence? I have three pieces of evidence!"

I smiled at Jiang Qiu, who had jumped up in surprise at my words, and continued, "First, if Chen Jinshui isn't the murderer, his knife would only have Gao Peilin's blood on it. I'm certain he dropped the knife in a panic, so it's impossible for it to be stained with three people's blood at the same time. But if the knife really is the murder weapon, then everyone's blood would be on it."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiu sat back down, lost in thought. "Right, right, only Gao Peilin's blood was detected on the knife, this…"

I ignored her. I continued my analysis, "Secondly, if the knife didn't kill anyone but just fell into the bloodstains, then the handle must have been stained with a lot of blood as well. If it was used to stab someone, then the part of the handle where the hand gripped it would definitely be bloodless. Thirdly..."

At this point, I commanded Jiang Qiu, "Go get a similar knife!"

Jiang Qiu, already engrossed in my analysis, completely ignored my overstepping of authority and immediately shouted to Xiao Wang outside the door, "Xiao Wang, go to the cafeteria and get a knife, quick!"

Xiao Wang agreed and ran off, returning shortly with a sharp knife about ten centimeters long. During the time he was gone, Jiang Qiu would sometimes lower her head in thought, sometimes look up at me with astonishment, seemingly both admiring and surprised by my thorough analysis and insightful deductions. She was deeply astonished by the accuracy of my judgment.

Little did she know that the person before her was a seasoned criminal. Although the methods of committing crimes and solving cases differ, and the angles are different, if you put a habitual offender in the position of a suspect in a case, he is best able to understand the true killer's ideology. More importantly, I excel at focusing on small details and making the most of them. Therefore, in my eyes, a knife had already dissected the entire case like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, allowing me to see it clearly.

I ignored her, and after Xiao Wang put down the knife and left, I picked up the dagger that resembled the weapon Chen Jinshui used to kidnap me, and with Jiang Qiu watching me intently, I suddenly plunged it into the square table in front of me.

This completely surprised Jiang Qiu, who immediately stood up and asked loudly, "What...what are you doing?"

I seemed exasperated by her poor comprehension, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked at the still-vibrating blade on the table, saying, "Please compare my fingerprints on this knife with the fingerprints on the knife Chen Jinshui was holding. See what the differences are."

"What the differences are?"

Jiang Qiu was now impatient to know my intentions and couldn't wait for the actual comparison results.

I smiled smugly at her and after a long pause said, "Push the tip of the knife forward forcefully. When it encounters resistance, your fingers will slide slightly due to inertia, just like I did just now. So, although the fingerprints can identify whose they are, they are somewhat blurry and will definitely overlap in the direction of the thrust. If Chen Jinshui's fingerprints on his knife are very clear, it means that the knife didn't pierce any hard object at all!" After

saying this, I stood up, straightened my clothes, and, ignoring the still-thinking Jiang Qiu, walked out of the interrogation room alone without any hindrance, heading towards the front door.

After a long while, Jiang Qiu finally caught up with me, jogging along as we walked out, asking, "So, according to you, Chen Jinshui isn't the real culprit, then who is?"

We had already left the building and were heading towards the courtyard gate. To the east of the police station compound was a row of slogans and greenery, as well as a large carport filled with various police cars. To the west was a row of single-story houses. Several houses still had lights on, and two policemen were walking around a group of people. These were all men, and most were disheveled, some even shirtless. They were all crouching on the ground with their hands behind their heads, clearly just arrested. I recognized one of them—the young man Gu Zhenhai had released last time because of my pleading. He was in a truly miserable state, shirtless, carrying his coat, shivering in the freezing cold, but too afraid to put it on. He seemed to have seen me too, staring intently at me. He tried to stand up but was yelled at by the policeman next to him and crouched down again.

"What happened to these people? Why were they arrested here?"

I asked casually.

"Is it any of your business?"

Jiang Qiu glanced at the people and replied irritably, then softened her tone and said, "We've been conducting raids on prostitution these past few days. These people are probably regulars who were just arrested."

"What will you do with them?"

I, too, frequented these nightclubs, so this question was naturally for myself.

Jiang Qiu had no interest in these things; she was concerned about the real culprit who murdered Gao Peilin's family. Hearing my question, she casually replied, "There's a crackdown going on now. Usually, it's a fine of five to ten thousand yuan, plus half a month of detention."

"Huh? That serious!"

I exclaimed, looking at the young man's pleading eyes, my heart softened, and I said, "Look, he's not even twenty years old yet, probably still in school. Judging from his appearance, maybe it's his first time. Could you please be lenient?"

Jiang Qiu had thought I was just asking casually, but she didn't expect me to suddenly make such an unreasonable request. She immediately became very unhappy: "Who do you think you are, trying to meddle in police matters?"

Then I thought about it. He had indeed interfered with a lot of police matters today. Could he be negotiating with me? If I didn't agree to release the man, would he not help me find the real culprit? Thinking of this, I snorted angrily.

Actually, I was just moved by the scene. Seeing the man's pitiful appearance, it was as if I had been caught soliciting a prostitute, and I blurted it out involuntarily. Now I was a little regretful. Just as I was about to say something to cover it up, Jiang Qiu suddenly called out to one of the policemen guarding the prisoner, "Little Li, come here!"

Seeing that there was a chance, I didn't say anything more.

After Little Li ran over, Jiang Qiu whispered a few words to him, then pointed to the young man who had been looking this way, and patted Little Li on the shoulder: "Go and release him. I'll talk to Chief Cao later!"

Little Li agreed and turned to leave. Soon after, the young man was brought out alone and taken into the back bungalow, where he was dressed.

"Is this okay now?"

Jiang Qiu asked, puffing out her cheeks. "Now you can tell me who killed Gao Peilin, right?"

Although she wouldn't say it, she was actually incredibly impressed with me and even more convinced that I could help her.

But to my surprise, I slowly zipped up my winter coat, turned to look at her strangely, and gave a silly laugh. "How would I know?"

"Hey, you're kidding me!"

It seemed Jiang Qiu was used to being domineering; she actually reached out to hit me.

I immediately dodged to the side, but it turned out she didn't actually hit me. She then half-coaxed, half-persuaded, "Sister Qiu, Sister Qiu, don't get agitated. Although I don't know who did it, there's something I find very suspicious!"

"What's suspicious? Tell me quickly, or you'll get yourself beaten up!"

Although she spoke sternly, Jiang Qiu's starry eyes held a hint of a smile, leaving much to the imagination.

I smiled and said, "Sister Qiu, look, it's already midnight, so late and cold. I live in Nankai, could you give me a ride home? We can chat as we drive."

I had already grasped Jiang Qiu's personality. Although she was a woman in her twenties, her profession had kept her surrounded by men, which unconsciously fostered her forthright and generous character. Her work also made her straightforward and outspoken. She was a ruthless detective when dealing with criminals, and a brother to her colleagues. Therefore, you had to be humorous and playful to please her, as she always considered herself the boss. Sure enough, Jiang Qiu didn't say a word, took out her keys, started the car, and drove to me.

The car was warm, and with such a beautiful policewoman by my side, I was momentarily carried away. As I was stealing glances at her in her police uniform and indulging in fantasies, Jiang Qiu suddenly slammed on the brakes, throwing me so hard I almost hit my head on the windshield.

"Hey, what's going on?!"

I complained, completely flustered by the sudden jolt.

"Are you going to talk or not? If not, get out of the car right now!"

Jiang Qiu was clearly annoyed by my silence in the car.

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

I had no intention of hiding anything anymore; I'd just been momentarily carried away by the beautiful woman beside me. Seeing that I promised to "confess truthfully," Jiang Qiu stepped on the gas and drove off.

Seeing the car start again, and noticing her anxious expression, I immediately voiced my doubts: "Your colleague just said that the person who reported the crime was one of his neighbors. This person also heard Chen Jinshui and Gao Peilin arguing around 7 PM and saw Chen Jinshui leave Gao Peilin's house. When he went to look for Gao Peilin at 9 PM, he found Chen Jinshui squatting next to Gao Peilin's body with a knife, so he immediately went home and called the police, right?" "

Yes!"

Jiang Qiu agreed, then understood what I meant and began to think. In fact, it's common sense in investigations to first suspect the person who reported the crime, but this point was overlooked because we had previously assumed that Chen Jinshui, with his irrefutable evidence, was 100% the culprit. Now, based on my reasoning, Chen Jinshui can be largely ruled out, so the suspect of the person who reported the crime naturally becomes a logical next step.

As I watched the scenery rushing past the car window, feeling the desolation of a cold winter night in Tianjin, I thought to myself, "Why would the person who reported the crime go looking for the victims so late at night? How could he recognize Chen Jinshui in the pitch black? Recognizing him is one thing, but how could he tell he was carrying a knife? Even if he only saw everything when Chen Jinshui fled, he said he immediately reported it. How did he know the entire Gao family of three had been murdered? Your colleague said he claimed he hadn't gone inside! So, I deduce that this neighbor didn't see Chen Jinshui at Gao Peilin's house, but rather watched through the peephole from the hallway as Chen Jinshui entered Gao Peilin's house a second time. And..."

"Screech—" Another sudden stop. Jiang Qiu gripped the steering wheel tightly and shouted, "No, I need to get back to investigate right away. You can take a taxi home!"

I almost crashed into the windshield again. After I landed back in my seat, I immediately fastened my seatbelt and said with a wry smile, "Sister Qiu, what's the rush? You can just quietly summon him as a witness tomorrow. He's perfectly safe right now and won't try to run away like that. That's basic psychology. If he runs away now, it's like he's confessing!"

With my careful persuasion, Jiang Qiu barely managed to suppress her impulse and started the car again. I, however, dared not let go of my right hand gripping the window handle.

As we drove, Jiang Qiu suddenly turned her head, looking at me as if she were seeing me for the first time, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Yang Ziyang, what exactly do you do?"

"I'm a college student, didn't you see it in the statement?"

I replied casually, completely ignoring her questioning of my identity.

Jiang Qiu looked at me for a long time, her questioning expression slowly turning into a smile. She laughed casually and said, "You're either a great detective or a petty thief, hehe!"

That was the only thing she got right that night, and I couldn't admit it, so I just chuckled and said nothing more.

For the rest of the drive, Jiang Qiu remained silent, seemingly still processing the whole case and this strange person next to her. She drove to the entrance of my Hung Hom apartment complex, guided by me, and just as I was about to get out, she suddenly asked, "Hey, I have another question. You were so sure Chen Jinshui was innocent from the beginning, how could you be so sure? You haven't even looked at the fingerprint report or the blood sample report, have you?"

She didn't unlock the door, clearly wanting me to answer this question before letting me out. I shook my head and smiled wryly, "Sister Qiu, it's so late, want to come up for a bit? I'm all alone at home, we can sit under the covers and chat, and then have some fun?"

Then, for the first time, I gave her a mischievous look.

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Qiu laughed and cursed, reaching out to hit me. At that moment, I quickly pulled the safety latch under the car window, pushed open the car door, and rushed into the complex gate.

I knew Jiang Qiu wasn't really angry; she had been teasing me like a younger brother. And her smile was so captivating, I even suspected she was seducing me!

Back home, I kept thinking about why I acted so impulsively today, revealing my only talent to a police officer. Was it a bit reckless? The answer is actually quite simple: Jiang Qiu is very likable, or rather, I enjoy showing off in front of her to attract her attention. Besides that, there's an even more important reason: as someone who has been forced to live a lonely life for a long time, I desperately need recognition and affirmation from others, I desperately need my abilities to be acknowledged. This is the fundamental reason why I dared to act so recklessly in the police station today.

As for why I could trust Chen Jinshui's innocence so much, well, it's simple! Because when Chen Jinshui was fleeing, he threw me his backpack containing the "miracle drug"! He returned my backpack, and I returned his innocence—we were even!

Later, based on my guidance, Jiang Qiu caught the real culprit, and Gao Peilin's son also woke up and identified him. Jiang Qiu was commended for her meritorious service in correcting the wrongs, capturing the mastermind, and solving this rare and heinous murder case in Tianjin, receiving a third-class merit award. I only heard all this when I met her again later.

Jiang Qiu was a very attractive woman, and I really wanted to get her into bed, but I didn't act on it because of her status. For a while, I could only suppress my desire for her beautiful body and focus my attention on Shen Dan.

Section 3: Planning Before Acting

For nearly a month afterward, I used tutoring as an opportunity to carefully observe Shen Dan's every move, even monitoring and following her for extended periods outside of her home. Having gathered a considerable amount of personal and family information about her, I began plotting my strategy to possess her.

That day, to prepare some necessary items, I returned to my old house by East Lake at Tianjin University. Who would have thought that less than half an hour later, there was another knocking at the door.

Damn, this is really strange. How come I only come back about once every two weeks, yet someone always visits?

Could this be another case of mistaken identity?

I thought to myself as I walked to open the door, but the person outside had already grown impatient.

"Bang, bang, bang!" It wasn't just knocking anymore; it became banging on the door, accompanied by shouts: "Yang Zi, open the door! Yang Zi, open the door!"

in thick Tianjin dialect.

Hearing this voice, I was overjoyed. It was Gu Zhenhai, whom I hadn't seen for almost half a year! He immediately jogged to open the door: "Oh, it's Dahai! What brings you here? Come in, come in!"

"Damn it, it's been months and you haven't even called me, damn it!"

Gu Zhenhai cursed as soon as we met, clearly very dissatisfied with my lack of contact for so long.

I could only make up a story: "Oh, don't even mention it. You gave me your phone number too quickly last time, and I didn't have paper and pen with me, so I didn't remember it. I've been trying to find you, but I just don't know where you live!"

Actually, I've been very busy since we broke up. First, I was busy setting a trap to lure Chen Jing in, and then I got entangled in a complicated relationship with her. I finally escaped the shadow of my pathetic love, but now I'm constantly thinking about how to get Shen Dan. I didn't even remember this old classmate and older brother. And deep down, I don't seem to like being around this kind of troublemaker, so I subconsciously rejected him.

Gu Zhenhai was clearly still a bit angry, complaining as he walked inside, "Well, you disappeared without a trace, and I looked everywhere for you. If Zhang Chunlin hadn't happened to run into you, I still wouldn't know where you'd be!"

He swaggered into the house, looking around, "This doghouse of yours is awful! How can you live in such a shabby place?"

That's when I realized that the extremely ugly guy was named Zhang Chunlin, and I also realized that he was the one who told Gu Zhenhai about me living here. The fact that he came looking for me as soon as I got back meant he had been paying attention to me as a friend, and it also meant he probably had informants in the area; otherwise, it wouldn't have been such a coincidence.

"I don't usually live here; I just store things here."

Remembering the three of them coming over last time, I deliberately made up another story: "You're one to talk! Your brothers ran off before I even asked you anything, otherwise I would have contacted you at least a month ago!"

Hearing this, Gu Zhenhai seemed a little happier. He put his arm around my shoulder and shouted, "Come on, come on, don't stay in this godforsaken place, let's go eat!"

Without waiting for my reply, he started walking out.

After leaving the school's back gate, Gu Zhenhai got into a Santana parked on the roadside and told me to sit next to him. He drove off towards Nanjing Road.

"Wow, Dahai, you're doing well! That car must cost at least 100,000 yuan, right?"

I asked enviously.

Gu Zhenhai was clearly pleased with himself, but said, "Oh well, it's alright, the boss gave it to me!"

I was quite puzzled. Given Gu Zhenhai's arrogant and domineering personality, how could he be subservient to someone else? I blurted out, "Dahai, you have a boss?"

"Sigh!"

Gu Zhenhai sighed, then resumed his smug smile: "It's good to have a big tree to shelter under. It's not like before when I acted impulsively without thinking of the consequences!"

It seemed he had something he couldn't say, but no matter how I probed, he wouldn't bring it up again, so I didn't ask any further. In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the Little Sheep Hot Pot restaurant on Wuma Road. Gu Zhenhai parked the car and we went in together.

He had just made a reservation for a private room in the car, and now we went straight in, led by a waiter. It was the twelfth lunar month, and eating hot pot in the dead of winter was a wonderful treat. There were only two people in the private room, making it easy to talk. We ate and chatted.

"I said, you've been hated by someone, you know that?"

Gu Zhenhai suddenly blurted out while eating half a meal, startling me.

Before I could ask, he had already explained the situation. Apparently, more than two months ago, a handsome young man had indirectly approached Zhang Chunlin, agreeing to pay Zhang Chunlin 10,000 yuan to teach someone a lesson. Ironically, this guy seemed to have never done anything like hiring someone to kill before; he didn't even give the target's name, only an address. Zhang Chunlin went to the address several times but no one was home. The last time he went, he ran into me. Because he recognized me as his older brother's friend, he was too scared to do anything and ran away, eventually telling Gu Zhenhai everything. That's why Gu Zhenhai came to me.

After Gu Zhenhai finished speaking, he asked while drinking beer, "Yangzi, did you offend someone? Is someone trying to get you?"

Based on Gu Zhenhai's description, I thought this person was likely Li Ziqiang. He probably doesn't know about my relationship with Zhao Xinrui. He only did it for Chen Jing's sake; otherwise, he wouldn't have hired someone to beat me up, but would have come and attacked me himself. He laughed and said, "Because of that? It's all because of women!"

"Hehe, you've gotten into playing the women game too!"

Gu Zhenhai didn't know how far I was going, yet he acted like a seasoned veteran and teased me.

Of course, I couldn't tell him the truth, nor could I argue with him. Instead, I said seriously, "I'm not playing around, we call this dating! You know what I mean!"

"Damn, whether you treat her as a girlfriend or a woman, isn't she just for 'fucking'?"

After saying this lewd remark, Gu Zhenhai asked again, "So, did you manage to hook up?"

I originally wanted to tell him that we were done long ago, so he wouldn't dare to look down on me, but then I changed my mind: "No, I'm worried about this!"

As I spoke, I put on a bitter face, leaned close to him, and whispered, "Dahai, do you have any way to get me some aphrodisiacs or something?"

I knew that people in the underworld sometimes used unorthodox methods, so I decided to try my luck first.

Gu Zhenhai was taken aback by my question. He was about to pour himself a drink but put the bottle down again, frowning as he said, "You've come to the right person. Let me tell you, all those aphrodisiacs and love potions sold in the market and online are scams. They're usually just hormones mixed with chili water. They'll only make you feel hot. Don't buy them, or you'll get ripped off. Actually, there aren't any real aphrodisiacs sold in Tianjin, not even in the whole of China. Think about it, if you could buy these things everywhere, and men could sleep with whomever they wanted, there would be rape cases every day. Wouldn't the government control them?"

His words chilled me to the bone; the last glimmer of hope I held vanished instantly. Gu Zhenhai noticed my dejection and chuckled, saying, "But don't worry, what doesn't exist in all of China, I might have!"

He grabbed his phone and dialed, "Xiao San, bring that plastic bag from my bedside table to the Little Sheep hotpot restaurant on Wuma Road, quick!"

Hanging up, he chuckled and said, "Remember Zhang Xuejun from our class? He's not Zhang anymore, he's changed his surname to Du. After his dad died, his mom married a small business owner, and they actually got him to study in France. This drug is what I asked him to bring back from France." These past few

days, I've been racking my brains trying to get Shen Dan, and the best way is through drugging and raping her. First, because her family is well-off, there's no loophole to force her into it. Second, her father is clearly powerful, and faking it might cause trouble. Third, she doesn't have a good impression of me, so the success rate of seduction is low. Therefore, the only option left was to use date rape, since I would have many opportunities to be alone with Shen Dan, and drugging her wouldn't be difficult.

This reminded me of the ecstasy pills I brought back from Dalian, but those are too potent; besides a slight sexual arousal, they mostly cause uncontrolled behavior, making one act like a madman. If I actually used them, the chances of being discovered would be very high. Therefore, I urgently needed a safe, quiet, and single-effect aphrodisiac.

When I first heard Gu Zhenhai say that, I felt a chill, fearing that I might be so close to the beautiful girl but unable to be intimate with her. Later, when I heard that he had someone bring back a highly effective aphrodisiac from abroad, I was overjoyed.

"You're pretty awesome now, even managing to get your hands on original imported goods!"

I reached out and filled his glass, then poured some for myself, saying, "Looks like you're quite influential in Nankai District. I might really need your help often in the future!"

Gu Zhenhai is straightforward but not stupid, and ultimately, he's very susceptible to flattery. The more admiration and envy I show him, the happier he is. He downed his drink in one gulp, chuckled, and said, "Don't worry, Yangzi, in this little corner of the world, I can handle anything except murder and arson. If you need anything, just come to me. Your business is my business, and we're brothers, a promise is a promise!"

We chatted about this and that for a while, and then a shrewd and capable-looking young man knocked on the door and came in—it was Xiao San.

"Brother, your stuff!"

Xiao San respectfully placed a small pink plastic bag on the table in front of Gu Zhenhai. Seeing his older brother wave his hand, he obediently left.

I noticed that Xiao San looked a little different from when we last met; he seemed quite dejected and didn't greet me. Gu Zhenhai also seemed very cold towards him, and his legs were limping slightly when he came in and out. So I asked, "Da Hai, what's wrong with Xiao San? Has he been injured recently? His leg doesn't look right."

Gu Zhenhai, who had originally wanted to show me his precious aphrodisiac, got angry when I asked, "Damn it! You've been with me for four or five years, and I've always treated him like a younger brother. I never expected him to betray me and do such dirty work behind my back! That's why Xiao Tao Hong and the others beat him up!"

The Xiao Tao Hong he mentioned was naturally Xiao Hongtao, whom I had given him that nickname.

Before I could even respond, Gu Zhenhai suddenly asked, "Hey Yangzi, do you know that kid you told me to let go last time? The one who looks like a sissy?"

I knew he was talking about the young man I'd recently rescued from the police station, but I had no idea who he was, so I just said, "No, I only saw him once, never again. Why are you asking?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing!"

Gu Zhenhai clearly didn't want to tell me and immediately changed the subject: "I've only used this medicine once, and it works well. You can try it!"

He then tossed the bag to me.

From our conversation, I had a vague feeling that the young man seemed to have some connection with the mistress Gu Zhenhai had disciplined, but I couldn't be sure. Hearing him say that, I focused my attention back on the bag.

The plastic bag didn't look special, so I took the contents out. It was a black cardboard box about the size of a bottle of athlete's foot spray, covered in foreign languages. I'd seen this foreign language before, in Feng Mengyao's notebook. Although I couldn't understand it, I was certain it was French. The cardboard box was already opened, and I pulled out a plastic bottle about the size of a lighter, filled with a clear liquid. The bottle was clean, without any writing or markings, and the nozzle was a spray bottle. I unscrewed the cap and smelled it, but couldn't detect any odor.

"Damn it, I don't understand English at all, and I can't read the instructions, but this drug is really amazing. I once used it on a girl from Sichuan. After taking it, a novice immediately turned into a slut, chasing after me, touching and licking me, her eyes practically bulging out of shape. If I wasn't afraid of getting a disease, she wouldn't have even bothered to let me use a condom."

Gu Zhenhai tossed me a cigarette, lit one for himself, and pointed at the bottle of medicine.

Gu Zhenhai was ignorant and thought the instructions were in English, so I didn't point it out. The "little sister" he was referring to was a prostitute in a sauna. He'd learned that term from a trip to the South during winter break. He was always so vulgar when talking about women, as if "getting hard, taking off clothes, having sex, and ejaculating" was the entire process of sex. Of course, I didn't need to argue with him about that; everyone has a different understanding of sex.

"This stuff has no side effects, right? Will anything happen?"

I was still a little worried about the drug.

"I don't know, but after it was over, the Sichuan girl seemed to know I'd tampered with it, but she didn't dare tell the boss. That place is under my protection!"

Gu Zhenhai looked at me and smiled, saying, "It's okay. Once a woman has been with you once, she won't dare not follow you anymore. Besides, there's no evidence, so you can use it without worry!"

Hearing him say that, I felt a chill. If it were a mutually attracted couple, using this drug on her might be fine, but Shen Dan was different. We had no emotional foundation. If she made a fuss afterward, things could get out of hand. It seemed I had to be careful with this stuff.

Just then, Gu Zhenhai suddenly and gently took the medicine back from my hand, chuckled, and said, "Should we try it now?"

Before I could agree, she suddenly shouted loudly towards the door, "Waiter, waiter, come here!"

While shouting, she tucked the medicine into her sweater sleeve.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

a young waitress in a light blue uniform asked as she entered.

Gu Zhenhai feigned displeasure and angrily asked, "Why does this tea have a strange taste?"

He then brought the teapot from the other side of the table and placed it in front of her.

The waitress frowned. "Really? This tea is newly bought, and all the customers drink this, and no one has said anything."

"You say it's not? Try it yourself!"

Gu Zhenhai rested his chin on his hand holding a cigarette, glancing at the teapot. Left

with no other option, the waitress could only reply, "Okay," and turned to get a cup from the cutlery cabinet in the corner.

"Here you go!"

Gu Zhenhai took a cup from a set of cutlery that had been kept face down at the other end of the table, but it seemed that he accidentally knocked his chopsticks off when he turned around, and immediately

bent down to pick them up. As a waiter, of course, he couldn't let the customer pick things up himself, so he immediately squatted down, picked up the chopsticks, threw them aside, and said, "I'll get you a new pair." He turned around and took a clean pair of chopsticks wrapped in wrapping paper from the cabinet.

Just as she was doing these things, Gu Zhenhai cleverly pulled out the medicine bottle from his sleeve, and without anyone noticing, lightly sprayed it into the cup right in front of me, then discreetly put it back into his sleeve.

Seeing him do this, I was startled. In my memory, Gu Zhenhai was a rough, unrestrained, and bold person, but I didn't expect that in the past few years he had become so meticulous despite his rough exterior. This series of movements was obviously improvised, but there wasn't a single flaw. At this level, I'm probably no better than him. I immediately began to reassess my opinion of him.

"Thank you!"

Gu Zhenhai politely said, taking the new chopsticks, and then poured half a cup of tea under the waitress's gaze.

The waitress took it, put it to her lips, took a small sip, and exclaimed, "It doesn't taste strange?"

She asked doubtfully.

"This tea must be expired. It makes your throat feel sore after drinking it. Try taking a big sip!"

I said, having remained silent until now.

Since both guests said so, the waitress reluctantly took another big sip, but still found it normal. But since the guests said so, she had no choice. She decided to politely say, "Since you two think the taste is wrong, I'll go get a new pot now!" She

was about to leave

when Gu Zhenhai immediately stopped her, saying, "Wait a minute, help us clean up, look at this mess!"

He pointed to the table full of leftover food and dried shrimp.

I knew he was stalling for time, afraid the waiter would be exposed if he went out before the drug took effect, so I said, "And please settle the bill too!"

I reached into my pocket for money, and after a long, half-joking argument with Gu Zhenhai, he finally pulled out two hundred yuan and handed it over. The waiter had to wait until we decided who would pay before he quickly tidied up the table and left with the money.

But after only a few steps, she suddenly hissed

, as if dizzy, and immediately grabbed the wall with one hand, clenching her fist in the other. Her body trembled slightly, her upper body swayed gently, and she began to breathe heavily. Less than five seconds later, she slowly squatted down, but her legs were tightly clamped together at her crotch.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Gu Zhenhai feigned surprise and called to me, "Come on, help her sit here and rest for a while."

We each helped the waitress to sit on one of the empty chairs lined up against the wall.

Because we had booked a ten-person private room, the empty chairs were neatly arranged in a row against the wall, long enough for a two-meter-tall person to lie down.

After we put the woman down, we sat back down and watched intently the changes in her body and expression. She now had her eyes tightly closed, biting her lower lip, her hands gripping her thighs, and her legs were not only tightly pressed together but also constantly moving up and down, her lower abdomen contracting frequently.

"Miss, are you alright?"

I was a little scared by her appearance.

The waitress was breathing heavily and irregularly. After a long while, she mumbled, "N-nothing...hot...so...so itchy!"

As she spoke, one hand slipped inside her shirt and rubbed it haphazardly against her body, while the other hand pressed against her crotch through her skirt. Her waist was also constantly thrusting upwards gently.

"Hehe, it's good that you're alright. What do you want to do now?"

Gu Zhenhai smiled and glanced at me, meaning to tell me that the drug had taken effect, and at the same time to reassure me that nothing bad would happen.

"I...I want...want...uh...it's...it's so itchy!"

Amidst her intermittent speech and panting, the waitress had already lifted her shirt, revealing the bottom edge of her dark blue bra held up by wire. Her fingers were constantly stroking and sliding haphazardly up, down, left, and right on her breasts. Her other hand unzipped the side of her skirt and reached into her pantyhose.

I was shocked. Although I had heard before about how effective aphrodisiacs were and how promiscuous women became after taking them, it was all just hearsay. Now, witnessing firsthand how this woman lost control less than ten minutes after drinking the tea, I couldn't help but be utterly impressed by the drug's potency.

Gu Zhenhai, still smiling, smoked and drank his tea, sitting less than two meters away from the waitress watching her become aroused, and asked, "Are you itchy? Where does it itch? Can I help you?"

"I...I'm so itchy...down...down there itches so much...uh...huh, husband, help me...I want it!"

This woman had already pulled her skirt up to her knees, one hand inside her bra grabbing and kneading her breasts, the other hand even inside her panties. Judging from the shape of her bulge, she was definitely digging into her vulva, which had become exceptionally wanton due to the drug's effects, while her body leaned back and her legs spread wide.

"How can I help you, miss?"

Gu Zhenhai was still teasing her, while my panties were already feeling a bit tight.

Although this woman was of average appearance, she was very young, definitely no more than twenty-five years old. Seeing a uniformed woman masturbating with two strange men in a restaurant's private room would arouse any man's reaction; it's a wonder Gu Zhenhai could remain calm.

His question only intensified the waitress's masturbation, and with a series of gurgling sounds, her panties and stockings slowly became damp before us.

"Ah...hoohhhh...husband...please...please, come on...I...I want you!"

Although her eyes were closed, her lips twitched incessantly, whether from pain or pleasure, it was hard to tell.

"Yangzi, saw that!"

Gu Zhenhai said, pulling a medicine bottle from his sleeve and tossing it to me, then giving me a strange smile: "I'm going to pay the bill!" He

then turned and left.

I was somewhat impulsive when he was there, but after he left, with only a wanton woman and me, this lecherous thief, in the room, I calmed down. Where is this? This is a restaurant's private room, a public place. He definitely wanted me to do something to this woman after he went out. In his eyes, a hot-blooded young man like me would never be able to resist.

It's clear he's setting me up. Maybe he meant well, intending to win me over and eventually get me on his side.

Yes, I can get on his side—in fact, I'm already on it—but I absolutely cannot be on the same side as him. Otherwise, if he accidentally capsizes the ship, I'll drown too.

Thinking this, I stopped moving, forcibly extinguishing my burgeoning lust with reason. I calmly watched the waitress, under the influence of the drug, moan and groan, her movements wanton and lewd.

Her clothes were completely open; both her bras were in my view, and her breasts and vulva were faintly visible as I played with them. She moaned and groaned softly, her face flushed and her breathing irregular. As I caressed and probed, my body swayed back and forth, finally I lay down on the chair, slowly spreading my legs, my buttocks bobbing up and down in sync with the rhythm of my fingers probing my clitoris.

This drug is truly amazing. If Gu Zhenhai hadn't mentioned that after the drug's effects wore off, the person who took it wouldn't completely forget what happened, even if I actually slept with this woman now, it wouldn't be a big deal. It seems I have to be careful if I give this drug to Shen Dan, otherwise if she really investigates, I'll be in big trouble.

Just as I was thinking about how to make good use of this drug, Gu Zhenhai walked in. Seeing that I was still sitting upright and unmoved, he seemed very surprised, his astonishment evident on his face: "Wow, not bad, Yang Zi, you can really hold back, awesome!"

I smiled and pointed at the woman who was still gushing with desire, saying: "Too ugly, not interested!"

Of course, only I knew about my slightly heavier breathing than usual and my already erect crotch.

"Damn!"

Gu Zhenhai nodded approvingly, "Good, that's high enough!"

Then he looked at me and asked, "In that case, shall we go take a bath?"

Saying that, he poured a clean glass of cold tea and splashed it forcefully on the waitress's face, then grabbed his things and walked out.

I saw that after the woman was splashed, her panting and moaning gradually subsided, and her frantic fingers scratching and digging at her body also stopped weakly. Knowing that she was recovering, I immediately poured the spiked tea out the window, stuffed the glass into my pocket, and followed Gu Zhenhai out.

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