Ice Peak Demon Love [Complete] - 18

Chapter Fifty-Five: Her True Identity Revealed.

The sunlight outside was blinding. A policewoman in full uniform slowly walked into the registration hall.

Although the reflection obscured her face, Awei immediately recognized her as Shi Binglan, whom he had never forgotten!

Only she could wear a police uniform with such unique flair—both dignified and imposing, yet perfectly outlining the devilish figure beneath, showcasing her alluring curves to the fullest.

Awei's breath caught in his throat, a soft "gurgle" escaped his lips, and his greedy eyes were glued to her!

Despite the distance, he could keenly notice a significant change in the sexy body beneath her police uniform compared to two months ago. Firstly, her once slender waist now seemed slightly fuller. While still slender and graceful compared to most young women, a closer look revealed the rounded curves typical of pregnant women!

—Wow! Four months pregnant and still maintaining such a figure, amazing!

Awei couldn't help but marvel inwardly. Indeed, perhaps the tight belt around her waist provided excellent concealment, or perhaps Shi Binglan herself was careful about controlling her waistline; in any case, she now looked every bit the newlywed, with a perfectly proportioned figure, so much so that no one around her noticed she was pregnant!

Of course, Awei's sharp eyes could still see that her once flat stomach was now slightly protruding, displaying the maternal characteristics of a newborn. However, due to the sheer size of her breasts, the visual illusion completely concealed the slight bulge in her stomach.

—Hahaha, pregnancy really did increase her bra size!

Awei almost burst out laughing with excitement. He knew the body beneath the police uniform intimately; a quick glance was enough to tell that the curve of her breasts was now much steeper than before. Just looking at the top button of her collar being undone showed the immense pressure those large breasts were putting on the uniform—a conservative estimate of an increase of one and a half cup sizes.

—Truly the most wonderful masterpiece of creation… Hmph, as long as I'm here, I will never allow this "masterpiece" to shrink!

Awei sneered inwardly, his gaze continuing to linger on that devilish body that made his nose bleed.

But then, she had completely entered the hall, avoiding the sunlight, and a slightly pale, yet still delicately beautiful face appeared in everyone's sight. Two equally clear, yet sharper and more piercing gazes met Awei's in an instant!

Awei was startled, suddenly feeling guilty, and instinctively turned and hurried away. As he walked, he felt a constant unease, as if those two gazes were still fixed on him, making his heart pound...

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—The pervert is here, secretly watching me in this hall... Yes, it must be him, there's no mistake!

A voice warned in her mind, and Shi Binglan stopped, her heart pounding several times faster in an instant.

The moment she stepped into the registration hall, she felt a familiar sense of being watched, chilling her to the bone, as if she had suddenly been stripped naked and stood exposed in public, every cell in her body extremely uncomfortable.

This was the feeling she had when facing the pervert! Being watched by him made her feel utterly shameful and naked, even her imposing police uniform couldn't protect her from his evil advances.

Shi Binglan tried her best to control her heartbeat, appearing calm on the surface as she casually surveyed the entire hall, secretly observing every suspicious figure, trying to find the pervert.

However, it was peak time, with at least two or three hundred people queuing to register, waiting for their numbers to be called, and bustling about. Even with the sharpest eyesight, it was impossible to spot the target hidden in the crowd immediately.

"Since that devil has come, it means he really couldn't hold back, just as I predicted. Even if I don't go looking for him, he'll come looking for me! There's no need to rush..."

Thinking this, Shi Binglan felt much more at ease, so she continued observing as she calmly walked towards the "Plastic Surgery" department.

Last week, she received a call from Lin Suzhen, who said that after investigation, three hospitals in the city had performed "breast reduction surgery": F City Beauty Hospital, Municipal Hospital, and Xiehe Hospital. However, it was hard to say which hospital had the highest surgical standards, and she was advised to try any one.

Shi Binglan was perfectly aware that the lecherous man had seen through her attempt to force him to reveal himself, which was why he had reluctantly mentioned several hospitals in an effort to confuse her. She secretly sneered, deciding to play along. She "randomly" chose a municipal hospital, "randomly" consulted a female doctor, and then hastily set a date, preparing to undergo breast reduction surgery immediately.

She believed this tactic would corner the lecherous man, leaving him no choice but to show himself! Once he appeared, the false claim that the "lecherous man was dead" would crumble, and the incompetent Li Tianming would be forced to refocus his efforts on investigating the truth, shifting the situation in her favor.

"Beep beep!"

Just a few steps from the "plastic surgery" department, her phone rang.

Shi Binglan took out her phone and saw it was an unfamiliar number; her heart pounded again. She steadied her breathing, pressed the answer button, and calmly said "Hello."

There was no response from the other end.

"Hello!"

Still no answer.

Shi Binglan let out a short, cold laugh: "I know it's you even without you saying a word. Heh, the infamous perverted sex fiend, when did you become so cowardly, not daring to utter a sound just to keep playing dead?"

The other party remained silent, as if they had made up their minds not to speak.

Without another word, Shi Binglan decisively hung up the phone. She knew that the more indifferent she appeared, the more she would gain the upper hand.

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, the phone rang again.

Shi Binglan pressed the answer button, waited patiently for a moment, and then said coldly, "I'm waiting for my surgery, I don't have time to waste. If you don't speak, I'm turning off my phone, goodbye!"

Suddenly, a soft sobbing sound came from the other end of the line.

Shi Binglan trembled and exclaimed, "Sister, is that you?"

This time, only intermittent, suppressed sobbing came through, and then the call was disconnected.

Shi Binglan hurriedly dialed back, but the other party immediately hung up. Undeterred, she dialed again, only to have the call cut off again, leaving her incredibly anxious.

Just as she was trying repeatedly, a beep sounded, and she received another text message.

—Dear Bingnu, I guess your bra size is H now, right?

Shi Binglan's expression changed. This was clearly a text message from the pervert, a warning that her sister was still in his hands.

She bit her lip and quickly replied with a text message.

—If you want to know if it's true or not, show yourself, and I can tell you in person!

In the past, Shi Binglan would have rather died than say such a thing, but now she was much more mature and no longer valued so-called "face" and "dignity" above all else.

The beeping continued, text messages went back and forth, both sides busy as bees.

—I've been by your side for a long time; you just didn't see it!

"I don't believe it! Everyone says the pervert is dead. Unless you show yourself, or at least let me hear your voice on the phone, I'll just consider it a prank!

" "Hahaha, Bingnu! You're trying to be clever again! I know you have a miniature recording device hidden on you, and your phone is recording. No matter how you try to provoke me, I won't fall for it!"

Shi Binglan was speechless. The reason she had repeatedly urged the pervert to speak was because she had activated the pre-installed phone recording device, wanting to record his voice as evidence that he was still alive.

If she couldn't record his voice or capture his image, these text messages alone wouldn't prove he was the pervert. Li Tianming and the others, eager to close the case quickly, would certainly refuse to believe such weak evidence.

A surge of anger welled up, and Shi Binglan went all out.

"Since you don't dare to come out, then forget it!" "I'm going to have breast surgery now, I don't have time to waste with you!"

She deliberately added the word "breast" to remind the pervert that she really would go for breast reduction when she was angry, it wasn't just talk!

However, disappointingly, this tactic seemed to have failed.

—Okay, I'm also going to perform a simple breast surgery on your sister. Although it's my first time trying it, I'm very confident I can succeed. Good luck to me!

Shi Binglan's face immediately turned ashen. She was prepared for the pervert to use her sister as leverage, but this method was unexpected.

She quickly racked her brains, thinking that she must not give in to his intimidation.

Great, I think my sister, like me, has long wanted to have breast reduction. This time, we sisters can fulfill our wishes at the same time, and we won't have to worry about it anymore!

—Huh, who told you it's breast reduction? How could I do such a thing? What I'm going to do for your sister is breast augmentation surgery!

Shi Binglan was stunned, almost unable to believe her eyes.

—Are you out of your mind? "My sister doesn't need breast augmentation at all!"

— "She really didn't! You two big-breasted sisters both have perfectly natural large breasts, the size is predetermined by heaven. But now you actually want to artificially reduce the size, so I have no choice but to increase your sister's breast size accordingly to maintain balance."

Shi Binglan was horrified. If it were any other criminal, perhaps it would just be a joke. But this pervert is a twisted fanatic with a fanatical love for large breasts, so it's not surprising at all that he would do something like this.

By the way, Bingnu, tell me quickly what size you plan to reduce your breasts to? I heard it's a C cup, is that right? Hmm... there are five letters between H and C, so I'll upgrade your sister's breasts by five letters accordingly, to N, that should be about right. Hahaha!

Shi Binglan knew the other party was mostly threatening, but a terrifying image still involuntarily flashed before her eyes—her sister after surgery, unable to stand up due to the two enormous, deformed mounds of flesh on her chest, lying on the bed crying and groaning in pain…

She shuddered, a terrifying and nauseating feeling rising within her, even worse than pregnancy symptoms.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. Shi Binglan's eyes lit up, and she quickly typed a text message:

—Breast augmentation isn't magic; you can't just do it whenever you want! Wait until you have the technology before you start bragging!

Less than half a minute later, her phone beeped incessantly, receiving several pictures. Opening them, she saw close-ups of a woman's breasts. No face, only bare breasts and a pair of gloved male hands.

In the first picture, the breasts were relatively flat. In

the second, the hands held an oversized syringe filled with liquid, as if about to inject it into one breast.

In the third, the injection was in progress. The breast that had been pricked with the needle looked like a balloon being gradually inflated, noticeably larger than before.

In the fourth picture, the syringe had been removed. One breast stood out dramatically, a stark contrast to the flattened one on the other.

In the fifth picture, the syringe was filled with liquid again and inserted into the other breast.

Shi Binglan felt increasingly nauseous as she looked, so she skipped many pictures and went straight to the last one.

It was clearly a completed "masterpiece." The breasts in the photo were swollen like fermented dough, extremely swollen, like two balloons about to burst, with even the pale blue veins faintly visible beneath the skin.

Shi Binglan could no longer bear it. She rushed into the nearby women's restroom and vomited into the sink. Although it was only water, she felt ten times more nauseous than usual, as if no matter how much she vomited, she couldn't get rid of the filth in her chest.

Another text message arrived.

—Did you see that clearly? This is an experiment I conducted on a prostitute the day before yesterday. Using special soft filler material, breast augmentation can be achieved simply by injecting it into the body! Guess how many injections it would take to reach an N-cup? Hehehe, there's a prize for guessing correctly!

Shi Binglan barely suppressed her nausea. She wiped her lips, her angry eyes blazing like flames.

—Enough! Don't touch my sister… Actually, I never intended to have breast reduction surgery; I just wanted to expose your fallacies. All you've done is try to stop me from having breast reduction surgery. It seems you subconsciously know that the idea that big breasts are a woman's original sin is complete nonsense! Otherwise, why would you try to stop me?

This time, the other party remained silent for a long time without any response.

Shi Binglan's eyes brightened, her pretty face filled with a confident and determined look. During her time imprisoned in the Demon Cave, she had been repeatedly indoctrinated with the theory that "big breasts are a sin," which had unknowingly eroded her mind. Even after regaining her freedom, her severely damaged mental state hadn't fully recovered. But from this moment on, the pervert's twisted logic had completely failed, and she would fully return to her former self, Shi Binglan!

A cold smile appeared on her lips as she picked up her phone and continued typing, pressing her advantage against the pervert!

—What you did today only reinforced my belief in one truth: A woman's breasts are inherently pure, and even their size is not a sin! The real sin is your perverted and evil soul!

Another long silence followed, then a rapid "beep beep" sound rang out.

"You big-breasted, brainless idiot, you're being presumptuous! My forbidding you from breast reduction doesn't mean your big breasts are innocent! On the contrary, it's because your sins are too heavy; breast reduction would be too lenient! Just wait and see, I'll make your big breasts suffer a punishment ten times more cruel than breast reduction!"

Shi Binglan smiled contemptuously, as if she could already see the lecher's furious expression, enraged that her thoughts had been exposed.

"Bring on whatever punishment you want! The worst that can happen is cutting them off, and I won't regret it!

" "Very well, I've prepared a 'breast torture' for you. Come out and experience it!"

Shi Binglan frowned, strode out of the bathroom, and just as she pushed open the door, she suddenly stepped on something.

It was a small black plastic bag.

She quickly peeked out; people were coming and going in the corridor, and no one seemed to be paying any attention to this side. Even if the lecher had been here a moment ago, he would surely be far away now.

The same old trick! He's probably trying to force me to change into revealing clothes to humiliate me, but unfortunately, that tactic doesn't work on me anymore!

Shi Binglan sneered inwardly. She had already endured humiliations a hundred times worse; what did she care about exposing a little more skin? Now, as long as she could catch the pervert, even if she had to strip naked, she could bury her shame and anger deep inside and face it with absolute composure!

She picked up the plastic bag, silently retreated to the restroom, and emptied its contents.

A crisp metallic clang rang out, and Shi Binglan's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had seen something unbelievable…

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Awei tilted his head back and downed a can of ice-cold beer he had just bought, casually tossing it into the trash can.

The cold beer couldn't extinguish the anger in his heart.

—Damn it, Shi Binglan! I'll make you pay soon!

Awei muttered viciously, pulled out a mask, put it on, and pushed an empty wheelchair toward the registration hall.

He was wearing the hospital's white coat. This was the very thing he had secretly sneaked into the duty room last night and stolen. It fit him perfectly, making him look exactly like an intern at the hospital, pushing a wheelchair to fetch a patient. He

hadn't gone far when Shi Binglan reappeared in his sight.

To onlookers, she seemed exactly the same as before—the same crisp, neat police uniform, the knee-length skirt, and the shiny black pointed leather shoes, unchanged from head to toe.

But a closer look revealed a subtle difference—compared to before, her magnificent breasts were more visually imposing, trembling with each step, clearly displaying a more surging wave. A

smug gleam flashed in Awei's eyes. He was probably the only one at the scene who knew that under the sexy policewoman's uniform, there was neither underwear nor a bra. Just unbuttoning the top would reveal her naked body!

—Truly a top-tier bust, she didn't disappoint…not a bit sagging!

Awei praised inwardly, pretending to check his watch while secretly continuing to greedily observe his target out of the corner of his eye. Even

without the support of a bra, those full, firm mounds stubbornly defied gravity, stretching the front of the uniform into two large, round spheres. Their ever-proud, towering silhouettes seemed to proudly declare that, past, present, and future, for the Creator's masterpiece, bras are always superfluous!

A normal man would probably never have the heart to "torture" such perfect breasts, but Awei was filled with a perverse thrill. The more perfect the treasure, the more he wanted to torture it!

So he quietly reached into his pocket, found a small remote control, and gently pressed a button.

Almost simultaneously, Shi Binglin, several meters away, suddenly staggered, almost losing her balance and falling. She let out a low gasp, grabbing the railing beside her to steady herself, her pretty face already deathly pale.

—Hehehe, you've tasted the power, haven't you!

Awei chuckled coldly, pressing the button again and holding it for two seconds.

Shi Binglin staggered again, her chest suddenly shaking violently as if stimulated by something. Unlike the up-and-down trembling when walking, this time the shaking was a side-to-side swaying, almost like a provocation.

She cried out again, her face contorted in pain, and involuntarily clutched her breasts, pressing them tightly as if trying to stop them from swaying.

Awei's grin deepened, and he pressed down again, this time holding the position for a full five seconds!

A soft "crack" sound rang out, and sparks flashed across the police uniform covering the sexy policewoman's chest, as if she had been electrocuted. Her whole body convulsed uncontrollably, and her arms, which had been covering her chest, were repelled by an invisible force.

This was the power of an electric shock! And the source of the electricity was the "torture device" she had been forced to wear in the restroom—her police uniform had been stripped of its bra and undergarments, but now contained a specially made metal nipple bra!

These were two circular metal rings, tightly constricted at the base of her breasts, connected only by a strap at the back. They looked bizarre, the image of torture obvious, and were certainly not comfortable to wear.

In fact, after Shi Binglan finally managed to put on this "instrument of torture," she felt an extreme pain from the tight constriction. Her breasts were even miserably flattened, but this only made her two large breasts appear even rounder. She thought this was the so-called "breast torture," so she gritted her teeth and endured it without uttering a sound of weakness or pain.

Little did she expect that the pain of being constricted was only the beginning. The two metal rings contained miniature electrical devices, which, under the pervert's remote control, suddenly released a violent current. A series

of crackling sounds, like popcorn popping, rang out. Shi Binglan's face turned pale, and sparks flashed from her chest. She tried her best to hide herself, desperately raising her arms again and again to protect her chest, but the numbness and excruciating pain from the electric shock made her limbs almost unresponsive. Her large, full breasts completely lost sensation, shaking and swaying wildly under the electric shock, colliding with each other like billiard balls.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of those around them, who all stared in astonishment, some even making suggestive whistle-biting noises. However, due to the suddenness of the event, no one dared to approach and inquire.

Awei was extremely excited, his perverse desires greatly satisfied. This was the latest SM tool he had bought at a high price from Japan, specifically for disciplining unruly female slaves.

He unconsciously moved closer, wanting a better view of the busty policewoman's disheveled state.

But just then, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

Awei jumped in fright, turning around to see a tall man standing behind him, glaring angrily.

Su Zhongping!

Awei almost cried out in surprise. The other man had approached him so stealthily, and he hadn't even noticed—a clear sign of his carelessness.

His mind raced, and in just half a second he regained his composure, feigning ignorance as he asked, "Who are you?"

"Don't play dumb with me!"

Su Zhongping spat, his right hand flashing out as he ripped off Awei's mask.

A terrifying face covered in scars was immediately exposed to the light of day!

Awei tried to cover himself, but it was too late. Several women standing nearby screamed in terror, retreating as if struck by a plague. This alerted even more people, who soon saw the face more terrifying than a demon. Screams erupted one after another. Within seconds, the scene was in complete chaos.

Shi Binglan immediately recognized him, her eyes shining, and she struggled to run towards him. But the numbness from the electric shock hadn't subsided, her limbs were still unresponsive, and the chaotic crowd made it impossible for her to cross the mere few meters.

Seeing the situation was dire, Awei shouted and was about to grab the wheelchair to smash Su Zhongyu when he suddenly froze, his movements stiffening.

He had seen a cylindrical protrusion on Su Zhongping's collar, aimed directly at him—

a gun muzzle mark!

—A miscalculation! Damn it, he'd fallen into the couple's trap!

Awei was filled with regret. He had repeatedly reminded himself to be wary of Shi Binglan and had considered the possibility that Su Zhongping might be lurking in the shadows. But when he saw the busty policewoman indeed wearing the "torture device," he breathed a sigh of relief, concluding that Su Zhongping hadn't come with them. He was confident that, given Su Zhongping's fiery temper, if he had been present, he would never have allowed his wife to endure such humiliation.

However, it now seems that such thinking underestimated their opponent. Time and pain can temper one's will. After two months apart, the couple was clearly more mature and resilient than before. The woman could endure humiliation and willingly sacrifice her body as bait, but the man could also remain calm and accept humiliation that a normal man would not be able to bear until the target appeared.

"Don't make any rash moves! I don't want to shoot here, as long as you behave yourself!"

Su Zhongping warned. Looking at his murderous eyes, if Awei tried to resist, he would definitely shoot without hesitation.

Awei suddenly realized where he went wrong—the man in front of him had really changed, becoming a vengeful wolf. He didn't care about accepting more humiliation, as long as he could settle accounts with him in the end and resolve both old and new grudges. In the process, he could also be as ruthless as he used to be!

"Okay, okay... I surrender!"

Awei's eyes darted around, and while agreeing readily, his fingers, which were in his pocket, reached for the highest setting on the remote control and pressed it down hard.

This was almost lethal electricity, something he hadn't originally planned to use, but now he had no choice but to resort to it to save himself.

"Ah—"

Shi Binglan's scream came from the side, Su Zhongping's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Awei had been waiting for this perfect opportunity, and immediately launched a counterattack, kicking out hard, hitting Su Zhongping's wrist squarely. With

a "clang," the weapon in his collar fell to the ground. It wasn't a pistol, but just a small flashlight.

Awei breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Su Zhongping leaping towards him. He didn't want to linger, so he feinted and turned to run.

The two chased and fled, weaving through the bustling crowd, quickly running up the stairs.

Because the hospital building had multiple elevators, the stairs were mostly empty, and they encountered very few people. The entire building was twelve stories high, and although both were in excellent physical condition, they were panting heavily towards the end.

In the blink of an eye, the two had rushed to the rooftop.

"You can't escape now! Demon, today is the day you fall!"

Su Zhongping was overjoyed. He casually pressed the lock on the door leading to the rooftop, slamming it shut with a "bang." He believed that by blocking this only exit, the pervert wouldn't be able to escape this rooftop even if he had wings.

"You think you can? Ha, you overestimate yourself!"

Awei slowly backed away, letting out a mocking laugh. The voice came from a small voice changer in his mouth, mechanical and unpleasant.

"You're no match for me. No matter how hard you try, it's all in vain. You can't replace my unique and unforgettable place in Bingnu's heart!"

Su Zhongping stepped forward steadily and said coldly, "You know in your heart that Binglan wishes she could drink your blood and eat your flesh! Her only concern is how to send you to the execution ground as soon as possible!"

"I know she hates me. But for a woman, hate and love are easily converted." Awei continued to retreat, a meaningful smile appearing on his ugly face. "Deep down, she also loves me. Otherwise, she wouldn't have willingly become pregnant with my child and prepared to carry on my family line!"

Su Zhongping's lips twitched, but he didn't say a word, clenching his fists and striding closer.

"It's fine if you don't speak, but are you afraid to face reality?" Awei said smugly, "Use your brain and think about it. Who planted the seed in her belly? Was it you or me? If she didn't love me, she would have had an abortion immediately. How could she just let her belly grow bigger and bigger?" "

That's because she has a congenital retroverted cervix. The doctor said that if she had an abortion too early, it would be difficult to remove the seed completely. That's why she had to endure it for a while longer. Otherwise, she would have gotten rid of your bastard child long ago!"

Su Zhongping's eyes were red, but he still restrained himself. Obviously, he was not so easily provoked now.

Awei laughed loudly and looked at his opponent with a pitying gaze: "She told you that herself, didn't she? Ha, you should go to the hospital to find out the truth yourself before you speak, so you don't get deceived by the woman you love without even knowing it!"

After saying that, he suddenly turned around, rushed to the edge of the rooftop, jumped over the railing, and disappeared instantly.

Su Zhongping was shocked, thinking the man had jumped to his death. He rushed over and saw a long iron chain attached to the rooftop railing, dangling all the way to the bottom. The pervert was clinging to the chain, swinging down like a special forces soldier, moving with incredible speed.

Clearly, he had planned this escape route in advance. Although many pedestrians hurried past below, no one looked up to see this terrifying scene under the blazing sun.

Su Zhongping was furious and grabbed the chain, shaking it violently to throw the pervert off.

This caused the pervert considerable trouble; after a few tremors, the chain, perhaps due to excessive force, snapped in half. The lower half fell to the ground, leaving the pervert suspended in mid-air, unable to go up or down.

Just as Su Zhongping was about to order his opponent to surrender, an unexpected event occurred. The pervert swung high into the air, nimbly slipping through an open window like a monkey.

Enraged, Su Zhongping slammed his fist against the railing, carefully examining the window—it was on the seventh floor! He quickly memorized the location, turned, and dashed down the rooftop, running up the stairs to the seventh floor.

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As soon as his feet touched the ground, Awei unbuckled the steel buckle holding the chain around his waist, then quickly stripped off his white coat and tossed it out the window.

He straightened his hospital gown and let out a long sigh—this was the ward reserved for the provincial governor, empty, perfect for his task.

—Quick, I have to get this done in two minutes!

Awei urged himself silently as he worked on his face in front of the mirror. He had practiced it last night; without the steel buckle, whether his opponent risked climbing down the chain or rushing down the stairs, it would take at least two minutes. Therefore, all his work had to be completed within two minutes!

In just one minute and forty seconds, the terrifying face in the mirror disappeared, replaced by a normal face with well-defined features!

Awei smiled with satisfaction, walked to the door, and peeked out through the crack. Sure enough, since this floor was a VIP ward area, the corridor was quiet and deserted.

He quickly opened the door, strode across the corridor, and went straight into the elevator to the operating room on the fourth floor.

"Hey, didn't you say you were going to the restroom? Why did it take you so long?"

A nurse was dialing a number on the phone. Seeing him come in, she put down the receiver and complained.

Awei coughed, wanting to find an excuse, but the nurse didn't let him say anything, waving her hand and urging him to lie down on the bed.

"Hurry up, the surgery is about to start! If we delay, Dr. Xu will be unhappy!"

Awei lay down as instructed. A short while later, Dr. Xu and several medical staff entered, set up the surgical instruments, and after routine disinfection and checks, administered anesthesia.

Then, a simple liposuction procedure officially began…

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About an hour and a half later, the surgery was over. Awei was wheeled out of the operating room.

Perhaps the anesthesia hadn't completely worn off, or perhaps he was too exhausted from the previous night, but he felt quite drowsy and didn't notice what the doctors and nurses did next. In any case, he was unconsciously returned to the VIP ward, helped back to his bed, and quickly fell asleep.

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However, just as he was sleeping soundly, he was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

Awei barely opened his eyes, and as soon as he got out of bed, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. It seemed the anesthesia had worn off. He could only frown and endure it, slowly walking over to open the door.

A nurse knocked on the door, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir! This is a policewoman from the Criminal Investigation Department. She wants to investigate..."

Before she could finish speaking, Awei interrupted her, showing an exaggerated expression of surprise.

"Mr. Su, Captain Shi, it's you!"

he exclaimed cheerfully, reaching out to shake Su Zhongping's hand.

Su Zhongping was stunned, taking a few seconds to recognize him. He quickly nodded and shook hands with him perfunctorily.

Shi Binglan, however, suddenly widened her eyes, as if she had seen something unbelievable and bizarre. Her clear, sharp gaze was fixed on Awei's face like a knife, without blinking!

Awei immediately felt extremely stung and quickly yawned to cover it up, pretending to be as natural as possible when he asked, "Long time no see, Captain Shi. How have you been lately?"

Shi Binglan gave a noncommittal "Mmm," took two steps forward, and extended her right hand.

Awei's heart raced as he gently grasped that smooth yet strong slender hand. He immediately felt the long, slender fingers tighten their grip, and at the same time, her sharp eyes brightened even more:

—Damn! Her eyesight is really sharp; she recognized me at first glance!

Awei was secretly impressed, and for a moment, his scalp tingled.

Although he knew in his heart that the two had shared countless intimate physical encounters and knew each other intimately, appearing in disguise now, it would be strange if this busty policewoman didn't suspect anything given her keen intuition.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly hospitalized?"

Shi Binglan released Awei's hand, but her gaze remained fixed on his face as she asked calmly.

"Nothing, I'm not sick," Awei said, feigning embarrassment. "I've just started gaining weight recently, and my beer belly is getting worse. I heard this hospital's plastic surgery department has a good reputation, so I came here for liposuction..."

"Oh, really?" Shi Binglan looked him up and down, saying casually, "The last time I saw you at the ball, you had a perfect athlete's physique. I didn't expect you to gain weight so much in just a few months!"

Awei felt a wave of discouragement. In preparation for his "comeback," he had been binge eating for the past two months, gaining over twenty pounds, which made his face and figure quite different from before. However, a person's bone structure, height, and shoulder width cannot be changed, so simply adding a little fat seemed to have little effect and would hardly fool the busty policewoman's eyes!

But then he thought that the current situation was still within his expectations, so why be nervous? With this thought, he felt emboldened and said with a smile, "Yes, I used to pay a lot of attention to exercising. But I've been lazy these past few months, and I've developed the bad habit of eating late-night snacks, so my weight has skyrocketed. That's why I quickly came to get liposuction!"

This explanation seemed reasonable and convinced Shi Binglan. She smiled with a relieved expression and said, "It's a minor surgery, you should be discharged soon, right? Feel free to visit me anytime!"

"Sure, haha. But I'm afraid I won't be free lately. I'm going to the US next week for an academic conference and to visit some friends. I'll find time to visit you when I get back!"

"Ah… well, maybe later then!"

Shi Binglan seemed quite disappointed, hesitant to speak, but didn't continue.

Su Zhongping, already impatient, couldn't understand why his wife was talking so much irrelevant stuff to this man. He quickly interjected, saying that the couple was tracking a suspicious person and asked Awei if he had heard or seen anyone leave the empty ward next door around ten o'clock that morning.

"Around ten o'clock? Uh… I was on the fourth floor preparing for surgery at that time!"

Awei, prepared, feigned innocence, pretending to know nothing. Su Zhongping, finding nothing, could only say "excuse me" in disappointment and leave with his wife.

Awei closed the door again and lay back down on the bed. Although he was wide awake, he forced himself to close his eyes and slept until evening before getting up and leaving the ward. After asking the attending physician for a final physical examination, he completed the discharge procedures.

Carrying a simple change of clothes, Awei slowly walked to the hospital entrance and

reached out to hail a taxi when he suddenly heard two honks behind him. He turned around and saw a police car slowly pull up beside him. The driver's side window rolled down, revealing a familiar pretty face.

"Hi, Captain Shi. You haven't left yet?"

Awei waved and greeted her, feigning surprise.

"Yes, we've been investigating the case all day, and we can finally wrap it up!"

"You've worked hard, officers, your job is really tiring and busy..." As Awei spoke, he glanced at the police car and asked casually, "Where's Mr. Su? I haven't seen him."

"He had something to do and left!" Shi Binglan paused, then casually changed the subject, "Where are you going?"

"Where else would I go? Home!" Awei quickly switched to a half-joking tone. "The doctor said I could be discharged, and they kicked me out without a word!"

Shi Binglan smiled slightly and pursed her lips, "Get in the car, I'll give you a ride home!" "Oh, I can't accept this!" Awei thanked her profusely, then walked to the other side, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat. He knew in his heart that the other party hadn't just happened to run into him because of something, but rather that she still harbored a great deal of suspicion towards him,

which was why she continued to wait here. Instead of making excuses and running away, it's better to face it bravely and act according to the steps you've planned beforehand; perhaps that will yield twice the result with half the effort. With the roar of the engine, the police car drove off unhurriedly. ※ ※ ※ ※ Hidden behind a roadside utility pole, Su Zhongping watched the police car disappear into the distance. A sudden, strong urge welled up within him; he wanted to get up and chase after it, secretly driving behind his wife to protect her. If the guy sitting in the police car right now really was a perverted sex fiend, then without a doubt, Binglan, who had gone alone, was in extreme danger from the very beginning! However, his wife had repeatedly warned him not to follow under any circumstances. Because with the sex fiend's alertness, he would surely notice quickly and double his guard, making this contact and probing even more difficult. —Don't worry, the real sex fiend wouldn't choose this moment to attack me. Because that would be tantamount to admitting guilt, and the lecherous man clearly wanted to continue hiding his true identity, so he would definitely behave himself and play the role perfectly, daring not to make any rash moves. Remembering his wife's warning, Su Zhongping ultimately suppressed his impulse and frowned in thought. —That guy… wasn't he one of Xianglan's suitors? His build was indeed much smaller than the lecherous man's, but when he'd seen him before, his face looked exactly like this, completely different from the lecherous man's terrifying disfigured face… ※ ※ ※ ※

Su Zhongping knew that with today's rapidly advancing technology, creating an exquisite human skin mask was not difficult. He simply couldn't believe that someone could live with a mask on every day and keep it a secret from those around them for so long.

But the wife insisted she was 90% sure she hadn't mistaken him for someone else!

"This guy is really suspicious! I asked the nurses; this morning before his surgery, he suddenly claimed he needed to use the restroom and didn't return for a full fifteen minutes. And it was precisely during that time that the pervert appeared in front of us!"

"Could that be a coincidence? Fifteen minutes isn't a long time!"

"But the pervert's escape route happened to pass through his VIP ward, and then he disappeared without a trace. How do you explain that?" "That

really is a coincidence. I saw it with my own eyes; the pervert originally intended to climb down the chain to the ground, but the chain unexpectedly broke, so he had to crawl into the seventh-floor window." "

No, the chain didn't break accidentally. I've checked it; the break is very smooth, clearly it had been worn down with tools beforehand!"

"Ah…"

"It's obvious. The pervert planned this escape route from the start and was confident he wouldn't be caught. He deliberately broke half the chain just to make it all seem more natural. Why escape from the seventh floor? There's only one explanation: he lives in the VIP ward on the seventh floor!"

"Hmm, indeed! You're right." "

However, these are just speculations. I can't be 100% sure it's him. So, I have to investigate and see if I can find more evidence!"

"Why do you need to investigate? Didn't you already take his serum from the hospital for a DNA test? Isn't that the strongest evidence?"

Su Zhongping's heart was breaking as he said this. He never imagined that the bastard child in his wife's belly would become such a crucial key to catching the pervert. Although the illegitimate child hasn't been born yet, by extracting appropriate amounts of amniotic fluid using amniocentesis, the fetus's DNA can be examined. This DNA can then be compared with serum obtained from the hospital to confirm whether the other party is the biological father of the illegitimate child—that is, the perverted sex fiend!

"Sigh, don't forget that this test takes time; it will take at least several days to get the results. And you just heard him say he's going to America soon! Could it be that he sensed something was wrong and is preparing to escape? We can't stop him from leaving the country before the test results are out! So, I have to contact him as soon as possible and try to find other evidence to stall him; otherwise, we can only watch him slip away!"

"Then you don't need to test him! Just go and examine his face directly, see if you can tear off a mask, and the truth will come out! Even using force is fine; if you're wrong, I'll apologize!"

But his wife still resolutely refused.

"No! If this man is truly a pervert, with his skills, you wouldn't be able to easily succeed even if you forced your way in. A failed attack would only alert him. Besides, my sister is still in his hands; if we force him into a desperate act, it would be disastrous..."

"Sigh, you always have so many concerns!"

"I have to consider things more... because I always feel something is off. This time, the pervert's return is very strange, as if he's become a completely different person..."

"Really? What's strange about it?" "

It's hard to describe... He seems overconfident, willing to take many unnecessary risks, and leaving himself no room for maneuver in his plans... Take his 'switching plan' with Lin Suzhen, for example. Don't you think the whole arrangement is too coincidental? He not only had to accurately time Xiao Shan's return home, but also accurately judge Xiao Shan's reaction, because it involved immediately cleaning up the aftermath and dealing with the scene. There couldn't be the slightest mistake during this process, otherwise, everything would fall apart... Logically speaking, a meticulous criminal would never do this; he would always have a backup plan..."

"Not necessarily. How do you know he didn't have a backup plan? Perhaps he's already considered several contingency plans, and whatever changes that night, it's all within his calculations!"

"That's possible. I even think that perhaps he also anticipated that I would discover the 'switcheroo' plot. If I follow the usual path, I'll only find traps and snares waiting for me!"

The couple argued for a long time, and although neither could convince the other, Su Zhongping finally gave in and agreed to act according to his wife's opinion.

Now, his wife had disappeared from sight.

Su Zhongping's thoughts were in turmoil, and a thought that had been suppressed for a long time slowly surfaced.

—Hahaha, Bingnu loves me deep down too, otherwise, she wouldn't have willingly become pregnant with my child and prepared to carry on my family line!

The lecherous man had said these words in the morning, and it had been almost seven hours since then. During this time, Su Zhongping forcibly controlled himself, not only not asking his wife what was going on, but even forbidding himself from thinking about it. However, as the sun set, some doubtful thoughts inexplicably flashed through his mind.

—The lecherous demon said Binglan refused an abortion for a reason she herself claimed, and the certainty in his tone made it seem as if he were absolutely certain… Could it be that Binglan really lied to me?

Su Zhongping felt troubled.

From the day he escaped the demon's lair, he had made a solemn vow—until he personally destroyed the lecherous demon, he would strictly abstain from sex like an ascetic, never engaging in any physical intimacy with his wife—as a man of spirit, after his wife had suffered such immense humiliation, it would be truly strange if he could still enjoy her body as before, without any repercussions.

In fact, even without the vow, Su Zhongping couldn't muster the energy to be intimate with his wife. Although he knew it wasn't Shi Binglan's fault, just thinking about the bastard child in her womb made him feel nauseous, and all desire vanished completely.

But at least, he remained rational, knowing that this couldn't be blamed on his wife. However, if his wife really was refusing an abortion for some purpose, as the pervert claimed, it would be a huge blow to his mental state.

After a moment of wild thoughts, Su Zhongping suddenly gritted his teeth, as if making a firm decision, took out his phone, and started dialing the obstetrics and gynecology department of Peking Union Medical College Hospital…

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The police car drove for a long time, and the interior remained silent; no one spoke.

Finally, Shi Binglan broke the silence: "Last time with Sun Defu, thanks to your help, I was able to successfully complete the mission and wipe out his criminal gang. I really should thank you properly."

Hearing the name "Sun Defu," Awei's heart clenched. He knew that the other party had deliberately captured Sun Defu to test his reaction. He sneered inwardly, subtly beginning to "fight fire with fire."

"Captain Shi, please don't be so polite! You're Xianglan's sister, so in my eyes you're just like Xianglan. Saying thank you is too formal!"

As Awei spoke, he carefully observed the other woman. Sure enough, upon hearing her sister's name, a trace of sorrow flashed in the busty policewoman's eyes, and her pretty face clearly showed sadness.

"It's a pity I'm so useless; I couldn't rescue my sister from the pervert!" Shi Binglan didn't seem to want to hide her feelings; her eyes were a little red, but her gaze quickly hardened as she said, word by word, "But I swear, I will definitely catch the pervert, let my sister escape her misery, and live a normal life again!"

Awei feigned surprise: "Wait, didn't the newspaper say that the pervert was killed by Lin Suzhen?"

"That's just a scapegoat! Although his physique and build are similar to the pervert, his blood type is completely different, which means the real pervert is still at large!"

Awei's cheek muscles twitched; this time, he was genuinely surprised and couldn't help but ask, "How do you know the blood types are completely different? Did you... did you draw the pervert's blood before and test his blood type?"

"No, not at all. However, I've already found out the pervert's true identity!" Shi Binglan's words were like a thunderbolt, reverberating in Awei's ears. "He used to be a juvenile delinquent, he's been to prison, and his blood type is recorded in his file—it's AB. But the victim killed by Lin Suzhen had blood type B, so it's definitely not the pervert!"

Awei's heart suddenly raced. Even though he was good at hiding his true feelings, he couldn't help but change color slightly. When looking for a suitable scapegoat, he hadn't considered the blood type issue. Because he was confident that the police could never discover his past identity. But Shi Binglan's words had greatly shocked him, making him realize that he had once again underestimated his opponent.

Did she already know that he was her stepmother's biological son? Those grudges and grievances had been over for almost twenty years; how could she have found out?

Awei grew increasingly frightened, his heart pounding. Stealing a glance, he noticed that the busty policewoman was also carefully observing him. A sudden thought struck him; he realized that she still wasn't entirely confident, and her words were mostly a test.

He quickly composed himself and feigned excitement, saying, "Really? That's wonderful! You should quickly reveal the truth and issue a nationwide arrest warrant; the sex offender will have no chance of escaping!"

Shi Binglan stared at him for a long time, then sighed and said, "It's useless. The sex offender has completely changed his identity, and the Cultural Revolution had just ended, so the police station's files were in disarray. Plus, the technology was rudimentary, and there were no fingerprint records… Otherwise, I could have exposed the sex offender's true colors just by using his fingerprints!"

Awei felt a pang of relief, but outwardly feigned great disappointment, his regret evident.

As they spoke, the police car pulled up to a residential complex and stopped by the roadside.

This was Awei's temporary rental. He thanked her, picked up his luggage, and got out of the car.

"I live on the fourth floor. It's still early; why don't you come up and sit for a while?"

Awei smiled and gestured for her to come in. He knew perfectly well that she was going to thoroughly investigate him anyway, so it was better to invite her; it would seem more honorable.

"Alright, then I'll trouble you!"

Shi Binglan readily agreed. They stared at each other, their expressions polite, yet their gazes were filled with challenge, as if trying to see through each other's true nature. The only difference was that one wanted to see into the other's heart, while the other wanted to see the other's naked body.

[End of Episode 11]

Ice Peak Demon Love Episode 12 Chapter 56 Deceit and Intrigue

"Please come in, Captain Shi. I'm sorry, it's too messy inside!"

Awei apologized while gesturing for her to enter, warmly welcoming the female detective captain.

Shi Binglan changed into slippers and stepped into the living room. It was a spacious apartment, three bedrooms and a living room, the living room itself a full forty square meters, simply yet elegantly decorated, though inevitably a little cluttered.

"No, compared to most bachelors, your place is quite tidy."

Shi Binglan waved her hand, casually looking around like any first-time visitor curiously observing the layout and furnishings of a host's home.

"You flatter me, please sit down, please sit down!" Awei appeared very attentive, like a host welcoming a distinguished guest. "What would you like to drink? Tea or coffee?"

"Oh, thank you. Plain water is fine!"

Shi Binglan didn't stand on ceremony, walking directly to the sofa and sitting down, comfortably stretching her legs, a far cry from her usual upright policewoman image.

Awei couldn't figure out what she was up to, and became even more cautious. He brought a cup of hot water and placed it on the coffee table in front of her, then sat down next to her, but "very politely" maintained a distance of more than a meter.

There was a moment of silence between them.

Shi Binglan picked up her water glass, gently blowing on the steam to cool it down, and asked casually, "By the way, how was your liposuction surgery? I heard that losing weight like that isn't good for your health!"

"Hehe, it's a matter of opinion. After the surgery, I felt like I'd shed a bunch of fat, and I felt so much lighter!"

"Really? There shouldn't be any side effects, right?"

"No, the doctor said it was very successful and won't affect my health at all!"

Shi Binglan nodded, slowly sipping her hot water. After a few sips, she gazed at Awei and said, "There's something I've been wanting to ask you, and I hope you won't mind. Of course, if you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to answer..."

"What is it? Please ask!" Awei quickly replied, "I'll answer everything I know!"

"Well, what I want to ask is, do you genuinely like my sister, or is it just a momentary impulse that led you to pursue her?"

"Of course it's true! I fell in love with Xianglan the moment I first saw her..."

Awei was a liar who didn't blink an eye. He put on a deeply affectionate act and recounted his passionate love for Shi Xianglan, including details such as their first meeting and how many times they had spoken. He had prepared all of this meticulously beforehand. Although it was half true and half false, he had memorized it perfectly, and there were absolutely no flaws.

Shi Binglan listened quietly without interrupting him. After he finished speaking, she sighed sadly and said, "No matter how much you love my sister, that's all in the past. Back then, she hadn't fallen into the clutches of that lecherous man... Now, I think you definitely won't like her anymore!"

"Who said that? Even if she suffered humiliation, it wasn't her fault. It won't affect my feelings for her at all!"

Awei recited lines from a third-rate romance movie, and his expressions and actions were even more emotionally charged, almost to the point of choking up and shedding tears.

"Really? You really don't mind that she was violated by a pervert?" Shi Binglan's eyes lit up, seemingly excited. "After I rescue my sister, you'll still pursue her as passionately as before, right?"

Awei repeatedly agreed, but he was still uncertain, unable to fathom the busty policewoman's intentions.

"Think it over carefully, consider it thoroughly before answering me... Will you propose to her and promise to take care of her for the rest of your life?"

Awei gave a resolute affirmative answer again.

"Excellent! You really are a kind and righteous man, I didn't misjudge you!"

Shi Binglan breathed a sigh of relief, her face beaming, her eyes sparkling.

Awei suddenly realized and said, "Captain Shi, you want me... to propose to Xianglan as soon as she's rescued?"

"Yes... I know this is too selfish, but... alas, my poor sister... her body and mind have been severely damaged. Only the tenderness and patience of a man who truly loves her can gradually heal her wounds... at least I can show her that in her lover's eyes she hasn't become a 'worn-out flower,' which is why I'm proposing to her immediately..."

"Uh... you're right! Don't worry, I'm just afraid Xianglan won't agree to marry me, but no matter what, I will try my best to move her with my sincerity!"

"Thank you! I really want to thank you properly... thank you!"

Shi Binglan stood up, bowed deeply, and looked very sincere.

Awei hurriedly stood up and waved his hand, "Captain Shi, you're too kind. This is what I should do..."

Shi Binglan interrupted him, smiling slightly, "Don't call me 'Captain Shi' anymore, it's too formal! From now on, just call me 'Little Bing,' that's what my sister calls me too!"

Awei's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he had heard this busty policewoman speak to him so intimately. Before, in the den of iniquity, he had either called her "Ice Slave" or "Big Breasts Shi" in a flirtatious way. Although these two names gave him a sense of conquest, they were all imposed on her by him, and were mostly one-sided. But now, this policewoman was taking the initiative to call herself "Little Bing." Even if she had other motives, at least on the surface, the name was full of an ambiguous atmosphere of "mutual consent."

"Alright, then I'll call you 'Xiao Bing' without being polite!" Awei chuckled. "But you too, don't be so formal with all the 'you' and 'you,' just call me... um... Brother Wei!"

Shi Binglan was taken aback: "Why 'Brother Wei'?"

"Because my nickname has the character 'Wei' in it, and Xianglan calls me that too!"

Awei said casually, secretly amused. He hadn't forgotten that he had branded the character "Wei" on this busty policewoman's buttocks. She must deeply resent that character; let's see how she handles this dilemma.

Shi Binglan bit her lip, her face turning red and then pale, momentarily bewildered, wondering if she had really made a mistake. Logically, if this person in front of her was truly a pervert, he should have tried his best to avoid mentioning the character "Wei," but now he brought it up on his own initiative, seemingly unafraid of being suspected. Could this just be a coincidence?

But this thought was fleeting, and Shi Binglan quickly dismissed it.

—No, this is just a lecherous manipulator's usual reverse-thinking tactic. Precisely because ordinary criminals wouldn't dare do this, he deliberately goes against the grain, attempting to sway my judgment…

Shi Binglan sneered inwardly, her expression quickly returning to normal, and she called out clearly, “Brother Wei! I'm entrusting my sister to you from now on. As long as she's happy, Xiao Bing will be forever grateful to you!”

Each harboring their own ulterior motives, they spoke back and forth, trying their best to appear friendly and natural, while their eyes were intently observing each other, trying to find clues to deduce the other's thoughts.

"By the way, Xiao Bing!" Awei seemed to suddenly remember something and tentatively asked, "Judging from your tone just now, you seemed quite confident that you could rescue your sister?"

"Well, I wouldn't say I'm 100% confident, but I'm at least 80 or 90%!"

Shi Binglan smiled confidently, but as if to maintain an air of mystery, she didn't continue.

"Really? That's great!" Awei appeared excited and said cheerfully, "I really want to reunite with your sister right away... Hmm, how much longer will it take?"

Before Shi Binglan could answer, her phone suddenly rang. She took out her phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, who is this?"

There seemed to be no response on the other end of the line. Shi Binglan said "hello" a few more times, but still couldn't hear anything.

Awei hurriedly said, "The signal here might be a bit weak..."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Binglan had already casually hung up the phone, shrugged, and indicated that it was unimportant and didn't need to be bothered with.

Just as the two were about to continue their conversation, the phone rang again. The signal was noticeably better this time. Shi Binglan had barely answered when a grating chuckle came through the phone.

Awei was startled and instinctively looked at Shi Binglan, only to see the policewoman's expression change drastically. She stared at him in astonishment and exclaimed, "You...who are you?"

"What's wrong, Bingnu? Can't you even recognize my voice?"

The hoarse, unpleasant voice continued, making Shi Binglan's ears ring, and Awei could hear it clearly as well.

"It really is you, you perverted lecher!"

Shi Binglan stood up abruptly, her face frosty, uttering each word clearly.

The other person chuckled again: "Ha, dear Bingnu, you should call me 'Master'!"

Awei's mind went blank. It was too similar! The tone and manner of speaking were exactly like his own! That hoarse, unpleasant voice was the voice he usually used to disguise himself with a voice changer. But he was clearly sitting right here, so who was on the phone right now? Who was it?

Could it be that in this magical land rife with counterfeit goods, even a perverted sex fiend had an "imposter"?

"You'll never hear me say those two words again, never! I'm no longer your slave!"

"Don't be so sure. Actually, you're scared... Although you're trying your best to suppress your heartbeat, I can completely imagine that you're already so excited you're restless, your body is trembling, and your full breasts are heaving violently..."

Awei was secretly shocked, because Shi Binglan's current state was exactly like that, as if possessed by a spell, exactly as the voice on the phone said.

Shi Binglan was clearly quite horrified, suddenly coughed, and gestured repeatedly at Awei.

Awei immediately understood her request. Although he didn't understand her intention, he still got up and complied, quickly turning off all the lights.

The living room was instantly plunged into darkness.

"I can imagine that you're the one who's truly afraid!" Shi Binglan seemed to have calmed down, speaking in a mocking tone, "Has your courage really deteriorated? You only dare to harass me again and again by phone, but you don't dare to come and discipline this so-called 'sex slave' in person?"

Although Awei couldn't see anything, he could sense Shi Binglan silently moving closer to the window as she spoke. It was the only window facing the street. With a creak, it was pushed open a crack, and faint starlight leaked in, revealing her blurry shadow peeking out.

Awei suddenly realized that the policewoman suspected someone across the street was observing them with high-powered binoculars, which was why she could describe her actions so accurately.

"I'm not in a hurry. You'll experience being trained again sooner or later anyway!" The hoarse male voice laughed even more smugly, his tone becoming increasingly frivolous. "Unless you're eager to be trained by me, we can take our time playing this game!"

Awei was even more astonished upon hearing this; this person's tone was almost identical to his own. Of course, there were still many subtle differences, but it was enough to make it difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood for a moment.

"Heh, you're right, I am eager to be trained!"

Shi Binglan retorted loudly in a huff, while simultaneously closing the window tightly, clearly unaware that anyone was watching from outside.

Then, her voice suddenly softened, as if she were immersed in a dream.

"My body feels empty and lonely. I miss those days when I could enjoy excitement every day... It's such a contradiction! On one hand, I want to kill you, and on the other hand, I'm too weak to surrender to you. Yet you, my so-called master, are still nowhere to be found... But it's okay, I'll find a truly strong and powerful man who can conquer me and replace you as my 'master'!"

Awei stared in disbelief, almost unable to believe his ears. This proud policewoman, who always valued her image and refused to show weakness, actually said such things! Although she had said things ten times more shameful in the den of iniquity, that was when she was powerless to resist. Since escaping the den of iniquity and recuperating, she now seemed to have fully recovered as the "Number One Policewoman" she once was. Logically speaking, even if she craved training physically and mentally, she would never admit it verbally.

However, she readily admitted it, even calling him "master."

"Don't dream, you silly woman!" the voice on the other end of the phone continued. "You can't find a more competent master, one who can satisfy you better than me!"

"What if I could?"

"Then I'd release your sister and turn myself in!"

"Okay...it's a deal!"

The phone hung up. Shi Binglan sighed softly, remaining silent for a long time.

Awei coughed and whispered, "Now, can I turn on the light?"

"No! Don't turn on the light! And don't speak, I want some peace and quiet!"

In the darkness, Shi Binglan's voice sounded as if filled with shame, anxiety, frustration, and helplessness; her rapid breathing was clearly audible, showing how unsettled she was.

"Why bother? Binglan, I know you were forced to say those things, but you don't need to be ashamed to face anyone!"

Awei said, taking steps closer to Shi Binglan based on his vague intuition.

These words seemed to expose Shi Binglan's secret. She raised her voice and angrily shouted, "Enough! Stop talking!"

Before she finished speaking, Awei suddenly felt a tightness in his chest as she grabbed his collar and pulled him forward.

He instinctively tried to dodge and break free, but in that instant, he suddenly realized that this might be another test from her, an attempt to assess his skills.

So he relaxed his grip, cried out in surprise, and was pulled off balance, crashing heavily into the wall beside him. Then his arm was twisted behind his back.

"What do you mean by 'ashamed to be seen'? What do you take me for? You're so clever!"

With the shout, Awei felt a pain in his arm that felt like it was about to crack. It was clear that the policewoman was using all her strength. If he didn't fight back and break free, his arm might break at any moment.

However, Awei gritted his teeth and endured it, of course, on the surface, he still pretended to struggle violently, and cried out in pain repeatedly.

"I... ouch... I... thought of you as a little sister... ouch ouch... I was just concerned about you... that's all..."

He finished speaking haltingly, and just as Awei was about to collapse, all his strength suddenly vanished, and his arm instantly regained its freedom.

He turned around with a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall, panting heavily, massaging his almost sprained arm with his other hand.

"I'm sorry, Wei-ge..." a soft voice sounded in his ear, "I'm so confused right now, I don't even know what I'm doing..."

Awei gave a bitter laugh: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it!"

"Hmm, did I hurt you? Does it hurt a lot?"

"It's okay, just a little pain... but if your sister were here, I'd be so happy, I'd have another reason to go to the hospital and pursue her!"

Awei joked casually, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly felt a mosquito bite on his left cheek, an itchy and uncomfortable sensation. He quickly tilted his head and rubbed his collar to relieve the itch.

Shi Binglan chuckled, as if amused, her voice tinged with laughter, "Brother Wei, don't tease me! Sigh, I really hit too hard just now. If my sister finds out, she'll never forgive me!"

"Don't worry about that, I definitely won't tell Xianglan..."

Awei patted his chest to assure her, and was about to say something more when suddenly he felt an itch on his right cheek. He casually raised his right hand and slapped the itchy spot, making a crisp slapping sound.

Shi Binglan was startled by the sound, "What's wrong? Why are you hitting yourself?"

"Nothing, nothing, my face feels itchy, maybe there's a mosquito!"

Awei said, scratching his face a couple more times, a vague feeling of unease creeping into his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully, only instinctively feeling that he shouldn't stay in the dark any longer.

"I want to put some Tiger Balm on, can I turn on the light now?"

"Yes, turn it on!"

So the light was quickly turned on, and the room was bright again.

Awei rubbed his eyes, adjusting to the light, and immediately glanced at Shi Binglan. The policewoman looked at him with concern, her face showing no hostility, but rather a hint of joy and relief.

"Even if there were mosquitoes, don't swat them so hard. They startled me!"

Shi Binglan smiled and stepped forward, her voice gentle, even slightly reproachful. Her attitude was noticeably more friendly.

—Does this mean she completely trusts me and no longer suspects me of being a pervert?

Awei wondered, then looked up again, carefully observing Shi Binglan's expression.

In the bright light, he suddenly noticed a faint mark on the policewoman's nose, as if something had grazed it.

Awei's mind raced, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

—This…this is a mark left by her glasses! That's right…infrared night vision goggles! She must have been wearing them!

Awei himself owned an expensive pair of infrared night vision goggles. More than half a year ago, in an abandoned warehouse in Sunjia Village, he used these very goggles to successfully capture the busty policewoman in the pitch black!

—Damn it, that cunning Ice Slave! She deliberately told me to turn off the lights, then took out her night vision goggles from her pocket and put them on, secretly observing my every move! People are most likely to let their guard down and become complacent in the dark. If I had given myself away even slightly, I wouldn't have escaped her watchful eye!

Awei's heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned around to cover it up, went to a corner, opened a drawer, and pretended to look for some Tiger Balm, afraid that Shi Binglan would notice his lapse in composure.

More thoughts popped into his head. He suddenly realized that this was all planned. The reason for turning off the lights, besides making it easier to observe in the dark, was that Shi Binglan's main purpose was to verify whether he was wearing a mask!

This busty policewoman must have already done her research and knew that even the lightest and most delicate mask, even if it was as thin as skin, although outsiders couldn't tell the difference, a fake is still a fake. This "skin" itself has no tactile sensation and cannot transmit feelings of pain, itching, or comfort to the real face underneath.

—Something must have gently brushed against me just now, that's why I felt so itchy… Tsk tsk, that was close! If I hadn't reacted, it would have been tantamount to admitting that I was indeed wearing a mask!

Awei felt ashamed. He originally wouldn't have been able to escape this predicament, but fortunately, fate was on his side… And fortunately, night vision goggles are much heavier than regular glasses, so even though Shi Binglan only wore them for a short time, they had already left marks on the bridge of his nose, allowing him to notice in time and be on guard…

He found the Tiger Balm. While haphazardly wiping his face, Awei turned around as if nothing had happened and asked Shi Binglan, "The one who called earlier... are you sure it's the pervert?"

"Yeah, I think I'm sure."

Awei sneered inwardly, but his eyes betrayed deep worry and sorrow. He said sadly, "Xianglan is in the hands of this perverted sex maniac. I don't know how much cruel torture she'll suffer... Sigh, I'm so useless! These days I've often regretted not enrolling in police academy. If I were a policeman, I could be fighting alongside you now and rescue Xianglan sooner!"

"Thank you, Brother Wei! With your support, I believe we'll catch the pervert soon!"

Shi Binglan said, standing up and walking towards the door, clearly preparing to leave.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news. If there's anything I can help with, please don't hesitate to ask. I'll do my best without hesitation!"

Awei made a gesture of seeing him off, but before he could finish his impassioned words, Shi Binglan suddenly stopped and turned around, staring at him thoughtfully.

"Hmm, you... are you really willing to help?"

"Of course!"

Awei nodded vigorously, but his heart was filled with unease, unsure of what the other woman was up to.

"Okay, Wei-ge, you're not an outsider, so I'll get straight to the point!" Shi Binglan paused, her expression serious, and said, "You must have heard the phone call earlier. The sex offender is a very cunning criminal; he's in the shadows, and I'm in the open. He won't easily come to us, and ordinary bait won't work on him at all; he'll almost certainly see through it!"

"Sigh, what should we do then?" Awei could only continue to feign worry, saying, "Does this mean the sex offender will never be caught, and Xianglan will never be rescued?"

"Not necessarily. As long as we can grasp the sex offender's psychological weakness, we can make him swallow the bait even if he knows it's bait!"

"Ah? What weakness? Tell me quickly!"

Awei urged curiously, this time not pretending. He genuinely wanted to find out what his weakness was in the policewoman's mind.

"His biggest weakness is that he wants to conquer me too much! He has a strong, even perverse, possessive desire for me. During the time he imprisoned me, he tortured me day and night, trying to train me into the most docile 'sex slave,' to submit to him, his 'master,' both physically and mentally, and he almost succeeded..."

As Awei listened, he paid attention to Shi Binglan's expression. She was calm as water, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her, without any hesitation or concern, only a sarcastic smile on her lips.

"Xiao Bing, I don't quite understand." Awei asked cautiously, "What do you mean by 'success'?"

"To be honest, I have indeed been trained to have masochistic tendencies. Although I hate this behavior, my body is often out of control, especially in the dead of night when desire surges up. Those who haven't experienced it can never understand that feeling; it's like the pain of drug withdrawal... So I admit, in this respect, the pervert has indeed won!" As

Shi Binglan said this, a look of confusion and weakness finally appeared in her clear eyes, but it was only for a moment before she immediately regained her strength and composure.

"However, that doesn't mean I have to acknowledge him as my master!" She looked at Awei with a meaningful smile and said, "Brother Wei, what if the pervert suddenly discovered that all his hard work in training a satisfactory sex slave had resulted in this slave recognizing another man as her 'master,' and all his efforts had been in vain, merely benefiting someone else... How do you think the pervert would react then?"

Awei couldn't help but change color, both shocked and furious. Just now on the phone, Shi Binglan claimed she wanted to find a new "master," but he hadn't paid much attention, thinking it was just talk. Who knew that this busty policewoman was actually preparing to use this as a weapon to force him to show himself!

If he refused to take the bait, she would simply make it real and become someone else's "sex slave"—she knew that the pervert would never allow such a thing to happen, so even knowing it was a trap, she had no choice but to fall into it.

"Xiao Bing, please don't do anything foolish! You're playing with fire and getting burned!" Awei weakly advised, "If Xianglan knew you were sacrificing yourself to rescue her like this, she definitely wouldn't agree!"

"No, it's nothing," Shi Binglan said calmly, "As I just said, the pervert's training of me has been very successful, making me truly crave a 'master' both psychologically and physically now!"

Awei was both amused and exasperated; he had really shot himself in the foot this time.

"But Xiao Bing, you forgot one thing!" He suddenly had a brilliant idea. "You said that the pervert is a very possessive person. What if he gets angry and tries to harm your so-called new 'master'? Even if your police will protect him closely, this puts an innocent person in danger at any time. I think that's very inappropriate!"

"You're right. I've actually thought about all of that. That's why I was very, very hesitant just now, wondering if I should really ask you for help..."

Awei understood the implication and exclaimed, "What? You mean you want me... me to do it..."

"Yes, I hope you, Brother Wei, will play the role of my new 'master'!"

Shi Binglan's voice was calm, but it sounded like a thunderclap to Awei, making him almost jump up.

When this busty policewoman was imprisoned in the den of iniquity, she had already been forced to call him "master," but he was still unsatisfied. He had always hoped that one day, when she was free, she would willingly call him that as well! He had originally thought that achieving this goal would be extremely difficult, but unexpectedly, at this moment, the policewoman herself brought it up! Moreover, her expression was calm, without any sign of reluctance.

This was exactly the result that Awei wanted, but for some reason, he felt a chill run down his spine and hesitated, unable to agree.

"Sigh, I know what you're thinking. You must think I'm too selfish." Shi Binglan's voice continued, "You're probably wondering why I didn't ask my husband to take on this responsibility. Is it because you're afraid he'll be in danger, so you're the scapegoat?"

"Uh... I didn't think that... I guess Mr. Su wouldn't want you to suffer such humiliation, and besides, given his status, the pervert wouldn't believe him..." "

That's right... I did think about asking others, including my officers, but there's a high chance the pervert has planted a mole among them... I thought and thought, but there's no one I can completely trust, except you!" "

Why? We've only met a few times."

"Once is enough!" Shi Binglan said softly, "That time at Sun Defu's residence, you risked your life to protect me, proving that you're not a bad person."

Awei gave a vague "hmm," unable to tell if she was sincere.

"I think you love my sister so much, you'd definitely be willing to risk your life with me to save her... But I don't want to force you. If you change your mind now and refuse to help me, I completely understand and I won't blame you. I'll still be sincerely grateful to you in the future and support you and my sister growing old together!"

Awei suddenly realized that this policewoman had really changed, becoming more mature and better at "lying" without making a sound, making it impossible for him to completely "have his eye" on her anymore.

"For Xianglan, I'm willing to take the risk and will never regret it!"

Awei was caught in a bind and could only continue to pat his chest and play along.

"Thank you, I really want to thank you on behalf of my sister, Brother Wei, for your courage. You're a true man!"

Shi Binglan said solemnly, bowing deeply to Awei.

"Let's not be so formal, we're family. Xiao Bing, tell me quickly, what should I do now?"

Shi Binglan smiled, "Brother Wei, let me give you an analogy, don't mind. Suppose, I mean suppose, if you were the pervert, how could I convince you that the sex slave you personally trained has already accepted a new master?"

Awei secretly thought, this policewoman was clearly passing the buck to him, preparing for a "counter-attack." He pondered for a moment, then cautiously replied, "Well, as the saying goes, 'seeing is believing,' of course, you have to see with your own eyes that the woman willingly accepts the man's training before you can truly believe it!"

"Yes, that's what I think too!" Shi Binglan's expression was calm, but her words were extremely surprising. "Since our views coincide, let's not delay and start now."

Awei was stunned: "Start...what?"

"Start performing the process of 'the woman willingly accepting the man's discipline'!"

"Huh? But, who are we performing for?" Awei stammered, "The pervert...he's not here, he can't see it!"

"Isn't that simple? We'll film the process and then show it to him!"

"What? Film it?"

"Yes! To be honest, I already have several suspects about the pervert's true identity, but I lack evidence and can't confirm which one it is. But it doesn't matter, we'll film the discipline process and send it to them. The real pervert will definitely be furious and unable to restrain himself from taking retaliatory action, and we'll have a chance to catch him!"

Awei sneered inwardly, not believing the policewoman's serious words at all, but he couldn't think of a reason to refute her.

"Uh, that sounds like a good idea... but wouldn't sending the video directly be too obvious? The other party would immediately guess it's a trap, right?"

"Of course I won't send it directly. I'll use an indirect method, making them think they just happened to see it! You can rest assured about that!"

Shi Binglan spoke confidently and relentlessly, giving Awei no time to consider carefully.

"Alright, Brother Wei! My sister is waiting for us to rescue her, let's get started quickly. Do you have a camera here?"

At this point, Awei was in a bind and had no choice but to go back to his bedroom to get a small digital camera.

"This can also be used as a camera. I replaced it with a high-capacity memory card; it's enough to record for half an hour!"

"Half an hour is about right. I think the key isn't the length, but how realistic it is."

"Realistic? I...I'm afraid I can't do it..." Awei looked anxious. "Xiaobing, I still think...this is very inappropriate. Even if we can rescue Xianglan, she'll blame me when she finds out!"

"Don't worry, I won't tell my sister. This is our little secret!"

Shi Binglan blurted out, then seemed to suddenly realize there was a grammatical error in her statement. Her pretty face flushed, adding a touch of allure to her appearance.

If she was acting, she had definitely achieved "realism," and her disguise and coping skills were astonishing. At least the "Number One Policewoman of F City" from six months ago could never have done this.

Awei let out a helpless sigh: "Alright, Xiaobing. I'm willing to fully cooperate with you. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Shi Binglan's eyes flashed with cunning and mockery: "Brother Wei, why don't you tell me first, what is your understanding of SM? What methods of training sex slaves do you know?"

"This...this...SM should be a kind of sexual perversion behavior, where the sadist must obtain sexual pleasure through humiliation, torture, and the masochist...As for the methods, I've only seen some Japanese AVs, and the most common ones are probably bondage, electric shocks, shaving, whipping, and enemas..."

"I see, then Brother Wei, just choose one of these methods and use it on me."

Shi Binglan's voice was very calm, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"No, no, how can that be? It's too unfair to you..." Awei hurriedly shook his head. "Besides, I don't have any of those SM props here..."

"What are you missing? Make a list, and we'll go buy them now. There are still many nightclubs open!"

"Ah... but I've never used those filthy things before, and even if I bought them, I wouldn't know how to use them..."

"You can learn if you don't know how. If you really can't, just record a few more times!"

Shi Binglan said casually, as if she wouldn't give up until she achieved her goal. The roles the two were playing at this moment were completely reversed. The "master" who originally craved sadism was now desperately refusing to train the other; while the "sex slave" who originally refused to accept humiliation was now eagerly inviting the other to train him.

Awei felt an overwhelming sense of absurdity, but at the same time, he understood his opponent's intentions—this policewoman was willing to use her body as a tool and sacrifice her dignity in order to verify whether he was a sex fiend. Having experienced all these tricks in the den of iniquity, she was intimately familiar with the sadistic methods of the pervert. If she were to experience them again, she would surely recognize him immediately.

"Hey, you just promised me you'd do whatever I said," Shi Binglan said reproachfully. "I'm not afraid, you're a grown man, why are you so worried? Are you really that cowardly?"

As she spoke, she defiantly thrust out her ample breasts, took a deep breath, and her extremely full breasts seemed to spring out, pushing her already exaggeratedly bulging police uniform forward several inches, a sight that would make anyone's nose bleed.

Awei swallowed greedily, forcing himself to immediately avert his gaze to avoid giving himself away.

But when his gaze inadvertently fell upon her face, he suddenly noticed a mocking and contemptuous expression in her clear eyes, as if saying, "I knew you wouldn't dare to fight! Coward, you really didn't dare!" A surge of competitiveness

coursed through him, and Awei decided to go for it. He thought to himself: This policewoman is determined to test me anyway; I can't keep putting it off forever.

"Xiao Bing, you're right, I really shouldn't have hesitated… Hey, wait a minute, I'll go get the tools."

Upon hearing the word "tools," Shi Binglan's spirits lifted instantly, her pale face flushing red, as if she were both excited and nervous.

A moment later, Awei returned to the living room, carrying only a laptop and a bundle of rough hemp rope, without any tools.

Shi Binglan was slightly disappointed. Of all the tortures she had endured, bondage was the least common, and her memory of it was only vague in the early stages of her capture.

But she didn't show it, saying calmly, "Want to play bondage? That's a skill, you know. I heard that in Japan, only specially trained rope technicians can tie people into perfect masochistic poses." "

I don't have that skill, I can only try my best to imitate!"

Awei said, turning on his computer, inserting the wireless network card, and typing away rapidly. He quickly found a bunch of websites labeled "snake bondage," "dragon bondage," and "Japanese bondage," with various and diverse descriptions of bondage methods, accompanied by detailed pictures and videos.

Shi Binglan's expression changed slightly. Clearly, this man intended to follow all the website "tutorials," which made it even harder to discern whether he actually possessed the skill or was simply imitating.

She could only console herself that even if she couldn't discern the truth from the methods and techniques, if the other party was truly a novice doing this for the first time, they would surely be embarrassed, nervous, hesitant, and trembling with fear, afraid to act recklessly. If it was a perverted sex fiend, no matter how well they disguised themselves as good people, there would still be subtle differences.

Thinking of this, Shi Binglan felt calm again. She walked over, picked up her digital camera, adjusted it, placed it on the coffee table, and found the best shooting angle.

"Ready?"

she asked, turning her head, her expression calm and composed. Her eyes and aura didn't resemble those of a sex slave preparing to undergo humiliating training at all.

But Awei didn't look at her, his eyes fixed on the computer screen. He coughed and said, "Well, I want to choose a method of bondage... How about this?"

Following his finger, Shi Binglan glanced at the demonstration image on the computer screen, then nodded, closed her eyes, and stretched her arms behind her back, her forearms pressed tightly against her body, her hands clasped together at the elbows.

This was a typical pose of preparing to be bound and disciplined.

Two months ago, she had struck a similar pose many times in the den of iniquity, but then she was shackled, naked, and powerless to resist the brutality. Now, however, she was independent, free of limbs, wearing a neat and imposing police uniform, a gun at her waist; if she didn't want to, it was impossible to force her.

Yet, she displayed an attitude of complete submission and submissiveness, which in itself was incredibly alluring, arousing a desire to conquer her.

Awei's blood boiled, his heart pounding. He picked up the rope, untied it, and walked step by step behind Shi Binglan.

"Xiao Bing, please forgive me!"

he said insincerely, the rope in his hand already lightly looping around Shi Binglan's wrists, wrapping it around four or five times, firmly binding her arms behind her back.

Shi Binglan didn't resist at all, nor did she utter a sound; her eyes remained closed, her pretty face as calm as still water, as if it wasn't her arms that were being bound.

Awei silently breathed a sigh of relief. He had initially suspected that the other party was using a "feigned injury" ruse. But now he was certain that, at least for this moment, he was safe. The policewoman's arms were firmly bound, and there was no way she could suddenly draw her gun and arrest him under the pretext of being attacked.

"Xiao Bing, are you in a lot of pain?" he asked tentatively. "Should I loosen the rope a little?"

"Don't worry about whether I'm in pain or not. Just do what you're supposed to do. Also, don't forget that filming has already started. If you're still so cautious, anyone can see that you're afraid of me. How can anyone believe that we're master and slave?"

"Hehe, you are a policeman after all. How could I not be afraid of you... But don't worry, I just remembered that as long as I drink more alcohol, I won't be afraid of anything once I'm drunk!"

After saying that, his footsteps faded away.

Shi Binglan opened her eyes in surprise and saw Awei taking a bottle of baijiu from the cabinet, opening it, tilting his head back, and gulping it down.

After putting down the bottle, the man's lips were dripping with alcohol, and his eyes quickly turned bloodshot.

"I... I'm not afraid of you anymore, hehe..."

Awei, reeking of alcohol, exaggerated his drunkenness to a full ten, and staggered back behind Shi Binglan, staring straight at her mature and alluring body.

With her arms bound behind her back, her enormous breasts became even more prominent and perky, rising and falling slightly with her steady breathing, looking particularly alluring in her tight police uniform.

—Ha, it's been so long since I've tied up those big boobs myself… Tonight, let me relive this unparalleled thrill…

Perhaps the alcohol was really working; for a moment, Awei's mind was completely blank. He chuckled, grabbed the remaining rope, and pulled it upwards from Shi Binglan's back, first wrapping it horizontally around her shoulders and upper arms, intertwining it several times before pulling it back, hooking it around the part binding her arms, and tying a tight knot.

In this way, the policewoman's upper body was completely bound, and the rope still stretched several meters long, extending just above her extremely full breasts…

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Discovering the Flaw

At the same moment, Su Zhongping picked up his phone, his thumb on the dial button, hesitating whether to press it.

His wife had been alone with that dangerous man for over an hour!

Although the agreed time hadn't arrived yet, Su Zhongping grew increasingly anxious with each passing second. He desperately wanted to call his wife immediately to confirm she was alright before he could relax.

However, remembering his wife's earnest instructions before she left, he hesitated for a long time before slowly releasing his grip and putting away his phone.

His fingers inadvertently touched a small, hard object in his pocket—a sophisticated voice changer. Su Zhongping took it out, tossing it back and forth between his fingers, a bitter smile creeping onto his face.

Half an hour earlier, following the plan he and his wife had discussed, he had found a public phone booth, used the voice changer to disguise his voice, and pretended to be the pervert, engaging in that conversation with his wife with feigned seriousness.

The purpose of this was, of course, to create a false impression in front of the suspected pervert, leaving him confused, and also to facilitate his wife's covert investigation.

Because the couple had both received numerous phone calls from the pervert and had even been imprisoned by him together, they were very familiar with his tone and manner of speaking, thus allowing them to strike the right balance. Of course, at first, imitating the pervert's speech felt incredibly awkward for Su Zhongping, and he felt a profound sense of self-humiliation. However, after a few more sentences, his speech became more fluent, and a strange, sinful feeling welled up within him.

—"Ice Slave!"

This vulgar and evil term, which Su Zhongping originally hated to the core, somehow caused a strange feeling to surge through his body when he uttered those two words himself.

In that instant, he suddenly vaguely understood why the pervert was so fanatical and perverse in his desire to "discipline" his wife! Yes, the "Number One Policewoman of F City," whom others regarded as dignified and proud, who always addressed him respectfully as "Captain Shi" or "Officer Shi," such a high and mighty goddess—yet he dared to call her "Ice Slave." That unique sense of conquest was stronger than anything else; even his status as her husband seemed insignificant compared to it.

Su Zhongping couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. He knew that even if he could catch and kill the pervert in the future, he would only regain his status as her husband; he would never be able to call his wife "Ice Slave" so casually and frivolously, like the pervert.

Once this thought surfaced, evil grew even stronger. Su Zhongping blurted out "Ice Slave" several more times, as if in a fit of pique, wanting to use this only opportunity to indulge in verbal gratification.

—I'm not in a hurry; you'll experience the feeling of being disciplined again sooner or later!

As he uttered those words, an image involuntarily flashed through Xian Zhongping's mind: his naked wife, her pretty face flushed, kneeling at the feet of the lecher, her large, exposed breasts subjected to humiliating acts of discipline…

His anger intensified, along with a surge of jealousy.

—Why? He, her husband, finds it so difficult to even glance at or touch her breasts, while the lecher can indulge in his wanton pleasure…

The wicked urges subsided instantly, replaced by intense pain, like steel needles piercing Su Zhongping's heart.

With great difficulty, the conversation was completed. He turned off his phone, slumped down, almost completely exhausted.

Immersed in pain for a long while, Su Zhongping forced himself to cast aside these thoughts and turn to other matters.

Besides worrying about his wife's safety, what he wanted to know most now was why she hadn't had an abortion yet. Was it really due to technical issues, or, as the pervert claimed, that she simply didn't want an abortion?

Peking Union Medical College Hospital was right there, and he'd already contacted an obstetrician who was waiting for him in the duty room. Thanks to connections, he only needed to inquire about his wife's condition as a family member to find out the truth immediately.

The problem was, did he have the courage to face the truth?

Disturbed and hesitant, Su Zhongping suddenly pulled a coin from his wallet.

He closed his eyes, tossed the coin high into the air, and immediately heard a crisp metallic sound as it hit the ground.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, glanced at the coin, let out a bitter laugh, kicked the coin far away, and then strode towards Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

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At ten o'clock that night, the moon and stars were sparse.

Police cars drove silently along the road at a moderate speed, without sirens.

Shi Binglan gripped the steering wheel with one hand and smoothed her slightly disheveled hair with the other, her brows furrowed, her pale face revealing her undisguised exhaustion.

Although her limbs had been free for a long time, a burning pain still lingered throughout her body, as if the rough ropes were still binding her. Especially her chest; due to being bound for so long, the blood hadn't fully circulated, leaving it numb and almost devoid of feeling. For the first time in her life, she felt the relief of those two heavy mounds of flesh no longer being there.

—Pervert! Even if this guy isn't a pervert, he's still a greedy, lustful, abnormal pervert!

Shi Binglu thought bitterly to herself, then moved her right hand, which had been tidying her hair, to her chest, gently massaging it for a while until the numbness gradually subsided.

Although she had repeatedly reminded and asked him not to hold back during the entire binding process, a normal, kind-hearted man, seeing her trembling in pain under the ropes, should have felt at least some pity and compassion. Logically, he should have been reluctant to hurt her and secretly held back.

But the man nicknamed "Awei" was clearly not like that. Perhaps he was too "immersive," or perhaps he had a natural BDSM fetish... In any case, Shi Binglu could see that he was enjoying the binding from beginning to end, without any tension, fear, or guilt about hurting her. Although he pretended to be very careful and respectful, the excitement he occasionally revealed had exposed his true nature.

However, this alone was not enough to prove that he was a pervert. At best, it only proves he's a hypocrite, a sanctimonious charlatan. Or, one could say he is indeed a ravenous lecher, but whether he's the bloodthirsty, utterly evil pervert remains uncertain.

After all, the "test" conducted in the dark had almost completely ruled him out; at least it was certain he wasn't wearing a mask.

Shi Binglan had consulted experts at the police station about how to identify whether someone was wearing an elaborate human skin mask. The answer was that with advancements in modern technology, masks have become increasingly realistic, thin, and adhere closely to the skin, making them difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Furthermore, even if one were to reach out and touch the face, it might not be possible to immediately peel off a layer of mask. Often, a special solution must be applied first to allow the thin mask to be peeled off.

—Is it that complicated? Isn't there a simpler, faster way to get a rough idea?

—Yes. No matter how thin the mask is made, with current technology, it's impossible for it to become part of the body, let alone transmit external stimuli to the cheek. Therefore, if you can find a way to test whether the other person's skin can feel slight contact, you'll know whether it's real or fake.

So, just now in the dark living room, Shi Binglan plucked two strands of her hair, and with the help of infrared night vision goggles, silently reached out and approached Awei, lightly touching his cheek with the ends of her hair.

The result was unexpected; Awei actually reacted reflexively to the itch, and the two times he scratched, the areas were exactly the same, seemingly no different from a normal person's skin.

Shi Binglan was greatly disappointed, almost suspecting that this guy was wearing some kind of miniature "night vision" goggles, able to see that she was testing him... or that his intuition was too sharp, able to detect her wrist approaching him from the slightest sound of wind... or perhaps this technology had recently advanced by leaps and bounds, now able to transmit tactile sensation to the skin through bio-electricity...

This last explanation sounded quite reasonable. Shi Binglan clearly remembered that the expert only spoke of "with current technology" and did not rule out the possibility of inventing more advanced masks in the future. Perhaps this "future" had arrived early, and the pervert had already used it before the expert even noticed—it wasn't impossible!

She secretly resolved to try other methods to test the man in front of her.

The most scientific testing method would be to examine the fetus in her womb. Although it hadn't been born yet, as long as amniocentesis was used to verify the DNA, it was still possible to find out if this bastard was Awei's child. However, with the current technology in China, this test would take at least several days to get the results. If the other party senses something is wrong and runs away, it will be too late! And before he escapes, her sister will surely suffer a terrible fate.

Under such circumstances, using her body as a primal weapon to devise a plan to lure the lecherous man into revealing himself becomes the only, desperate, option.

However, for now, besides being certain that both of them are almost the same height and build, she has gained nothing. Unless she can get the lecherous man to take off his clothes—after all, in the den of iniquity, she has faced the lecherous man's ugly body almost every day. Although she was so disgusted at the time that she didn't want to look at him anymore, she still has a fairly deep impression of him.

However, this man has just had liposuction, so his upper body must have many uneven scars, and his skin must be loose as well. His overall appearance must be "completely unrecognizable," and he is probably not very reliable. So the only remaining crucial evidence was that "flesh-and-blood penis" that had committed such a heinous crime!

It was the large weapon that Shi Binglan had been forced to caress with her hands, kiss with her lips, lick with her tongue, clamp with her full breasts, and accommodate with her vagina... a weapon that had served her in humiliation on almost her entire body! Especially during forced "breast sex," she clearly saw how that thing swaggered between her deep cleavage until it finally ejaculated. She remembered every detail vividly, even the crisscrossing veins on it, which she could describe in her mind without any error.

Shi Binglan was certain that no matter how much time had passed, no matter when, as long as she saw that evil weapon again, she would immediately recognize it.

Therefore, she had been unable to resist stealing glances at Awei's genitals several times, hoping that he would take off his pants and show himself, allowing her to see its true form. Of course, she knew in her heart that just as she wanted to see his exposed genitals, he was also lusting after her naked body with his legs spread open. Regardless of whether he was a pervert or not, this kind of male animal instinct was pretty much the same. If possible, she would even be willing to "exchange" with him, but she just couldn't say it out loud.

And his self-control was stronger than Shi Binglan had imagined. When he bound her hands and feet with ropes, rendering her completely powerless to resist, he didn't rush to "reveal his true colors." At that moment, if he had been driven by evil thoughts, he could have easily stripped her naked. But he didn't do that. Instead, he kept her wearing the police uniform intact the whole time.

As for the formal binding that followed, the man's actions were quite normal. While looking at the computer screen, he used ropes to mimic the binding motions on Shi Binglan's body, occasionally glancing at her to ask if she was in pain or if she wanted to stop. He acted exactly like a "master" playing a SM game with his "slave," satisfying his desires while making his "slave" feel his tenderness.

This went on for a full half hour, until the binding was finished and the entire "game" was over, but Shi Binglan still hadn't gained anything. This sacrifice seemed to have only resulted in the unbearable pain of being bound all over and the needless satisfaction of the other party's lust.

But she wasn't discouraged. Her pale face even had a smile on it. She said a few words of thanks, took the memory card from the camera, and left. As

soon as she got downstairs and into the police car, Shi Binglan's smile disappeared, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

—When that guy was tying me up just now, there seemed to be a moment, a certain movement, that felt off… Strange, what exactly was off? I can't remember! Damn it…

Shi Binglan shook her head in frustration, driving the police car into the night while continuing to rack her brains.

She was so focused on her thoughts that she forgot to call her husband to let him know she was safe, and she couldn't concentrate on driving at all. Fortunately, there was less traffic at night, otherwise, an accident would have been inevitable.

Ten minutes passed, and she still hadn't figured anything out.

Suddenly, an idea struck her. Since the whole thing had been filmed, why not play it back and relive the experience? Maybe she'd find something.

So she sped up, racing home, and turned on her computer to play the recording.

It was pure torture, like reliving the humiliation she had suffered.

But Shi Binglan couldn't care less about that now. Her clear, sharp eyes were glued to the screen, watching the every move of the man's large hands.

The woman in the shot was tightly bound, her entire upper body wrapped in layers of rope, a crisscrossing spiderweb. The dense knots on her uniform created a striking visual contrast, highlighting the intense SM style characteristic of a bound policewoman.

This scene was something only seen in Japanese adult films, already shocking enough, but the hands weren't satisfied, continuing to wrap the ropes around her high breasts.

After seven or eight wraps, the hands suddenly tightened the ropes, causing them to dig deep into the uniform and constrict the base of her breasts, forcing them to bulge even more dramatically, large mounds of tender flesh blooming like giant mushrooms, almost tearing the uniform apart.

Shi Binglan held her breath, biting her lower lip, feeling as if she were experiencing it all firsthand, a dull ache in her chest.

The man on the screen had an excited glint in his eyes as he stared at the two enormous, suffering breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing greedily.

Clearly, at this point, he no longer hid his lecherous nature. Even if he was exposed as a pervert, it didn't matter; it didn't prove he was a perverted lecher.

Perhaps having figured this out, the man's behavior became increasingly brazen. He chuckled a few times and whispered in her ear, "Xiao Bing, please forgive me for saying this, but your breasts are too big. They'd be perfect for a more sophisticated bondage method from an online tutorial… but the tutorial says it's too intense. I wonder if you can handle it?"

Shi Binglan on the screen gritted her teeth and nodded forcefully.

Then his hands began working again, picking out another thin rope and "re-processing" the already deformed, plump breasts.

This time, the bondage method was indeed more "sophisticated." The ropes seemed to possess a magical power, skillfully manipulating one "cross" shape after another on her firm breasts. If the previous hemp ropes were merely binding the base of her breasts to squeeze the flesh forward and create an extremely prominent bust, then the thin ropes were now dividing the abundant fruit, making each part grotesquely and exaggeratedly bulge, creating a uniquely SM aesthetic.

Shi Binglan's expression grew increasingly grim as she watched. When she was truly being tortured, she mostly endured it with her eyes closed, desperately fighting against the pain and humiliation with her willpower, and unknowingly managed to get through it. But now, sitting at home watching the recording, clearly seeing her own distorted, painful expression and unsightly bound posture, her senses seemed to intensify tenfold, making it almost unbearable to watch any longer.

However, in order to find evidence, she only slightly shifted her gaze, caught her breath for a moment, and then focused her attention again, staring intently at the screen without blinking.

The recording was nearing its end; the hands on the screen had completed their final "masterpiece" and were making some minor adjustments.

Suddenly, Shi Binglan felt a familiar unease return. She quickly froze the recording with her mouse and zoomed in on a portion of the image.

Now, a close-up of her high, firm breasts appeared on the computer screen. The tops of the breasts were tied into a "well" shape with thin ropes, and through the police uniform, two slightly protruding dots could be seen in the center of the "well," clearly showing the outline of the nipples.

Shi Binglan's heart pounded. She quickly rewound the recording by several minutes, rewatching the second half, and her pretty face immediately showed a look of sudden realization.

Everything became clear! The problem was right there—on her nipples!

She wasn't wearing an ultra-thin bra today; normally, there shouldn't be such an alluring nipple effect on her police uniform. After reviewing the video, she confirmed that there was no trace of nipple protrusion before the "well" shape was formed! Therefore, the only explanation is that the thin rope tied in the "well" shape tightened around the nipples, causing them to become fully engorged and much firmer than usual, which is why they were visible through the bra and police uniform.

But a strange question arises: how could this "Brother Wei" calculate so precisely that the two nipples were positioned exactly at the "well" opening?

To tie a "well" shape, four rope sections are needed, and two "wells" would require eight sections. The video shows that these eight rope sections surrounding the two nipples were fixed in position from the beginning, and during the entire tying process, not a single section accidentally touched the nipples.

This level of accuracy is truly astonishing!

It's important to know that modern women's breasts are more or less altered by bras, padding, and other clothing. If an experiment were conducted, asking men to point to the location of nipples through their clothes, probably no one could guarantee 100% accuracy.

Especially for someone like Shi Binglan, whose breasts are naturally full and whose nipples are slightly upturned, and who is wearing a rounded bra, judging by appearance alone would likely result in an even higher error rate. If a stranger were to tie her up, unless they directly touched her nipples to pinpoint the location, the most likely outcome would be that the nipples are either above the "well" or pressed down by a piece of rope.

However, this didn't happen! The eight pieces of rope seemed to possess a spirit, perfectly encircling the areolas, causing the two nipples to become engorged and erect, but without actually touching them.

This was too much of a coincidence! So coincidentally, that Shi Binglan immediately sensed something was wrong, though she didn't immediately realize it.

"—Now it's confirmed, this guy is the pervert! Yes…only he would be so familiar with my breasts, knowing every minute detail! No matter how much clothing is between us, it's all transparent to him; he can pinpoint the exact location of my nipples at a glance…"

Shi Binglan's pretty face flushed with excitement, her whole body trembling slightly, her excitement indescribable.

But her joy lasted only half a minute before her mood plummeted again, because she realized with dismay that this so-called "confirmation" was merely her own judgment, and difficult to articulate, unlikely to convince others.

According to Shi Binglan's original plan, although she couldn't find concrete evidence to prove the other party was the pervert, as long as she brought him to the police station and used technical means to remove his mask, the ugly, terrifying face beneath would be the evidence itself. However, to get an arrest warrant, the police needed at least a plausible reason; she couldn't really use the "nipples" from the video as leverage, and besides, a little thought would tell her that a bureaucrat like Li Tianming would never accept it.

But no matter what, having identified the target makes things easier, which is always an encouraging start. From now on, as long as we keep a close eye on this guy, we won't have to worry about finding his weaknesses!

Thinking this, Shi Binglan perked up again, picked up her phone, and prepared to call Su Zhongping.

She had originally agreed with her husband to call and let him know she was safe as soon as she left Awei's apartment. However, after failing to test the mask with her hair, she decided on the spur of the moment to sacrifice her looks to continue testing Awei, without obtaining Su Zhongping's consent beforehand. Although she believed her husband would understand her good intentions, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty, especially since the video recording she had taken would absolutely enrage any normal man!

So, after hesitating, she thought she could just vaguely mention it to her husband to avoid causing any unpleasantness. Therefore, she didn't make the call and hurriedly returned home alone to check the recording, intending to inform her husband after she had a conclusion.

However, unexpectedly, Su Zhongping's phone was switched off!

Shi Binglan was taken aback, then thought perhaps the phone was out of battery, and didn't pay much attention to it. After sending her husband a text message, she began to think about what to do next.

While deep in thought, her phone suddenly rang. Looking at the number, it was the Criminal Investigation Bureau's duty room calling!

Shi Binglan pressed the answer button, said "Hello," and before she could say more than a few words, her expression changed drastically.

"What? You said what happened to Zhongping? Okay, okay… wait here, I'm coming to the police station right now!"

She didn't even bother to turn off her computer before rushing out, her anxiety and shock palpable.

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At 11 PM, all was quiet.

Awei turned off the TV, went into the bedroom, made the bed, and appeared ready for bed.

He took off his clothes, got into bed, and the light went out. But after lying in the dark for fifteen minutes, Awei nimbly and silently jumped up and groped his way along the corner of the wall to the wardrobe.

He had to be extra careful, because he couldn't be sure if someone was secretly watching him outside the window!

So, after Shi Binglan left, he acted like a normal person, taking a shower, going online, and watching TV until this bedtime.

"If someone is really watching me, they'll see I'm already sleeping peacefully, so they won't suspect anything!"

Thinking this, Awei gently pulled open the wardrobe door with his right hand, slipped inside, closed the door, and pulled the innermost clothes rack. A hissing sound rang out, and a small hidden door appeared on the wall inside the wardrobe.

Awei bent down and passed through the hidden door, his vision suddenly brightening as he entered another bedroom!

This was the bedroom of his neighbor's apartment! Since the two bedrooms were separated by only one wall, and the hidden door was built inside a large wardrobe against the wall, piled high with clothes for concealment, there was no need to worry about being exposed. Unless the police brought the most professional equipment for a thorough search, Shi Binglan alone, whether openly checking or sneaking in, couldn't possibly discover this secret!

After losing his hideout in the suburbs, Awei couldn't find a similar hiding place for the time being, so he simply "hidden in plain sight," renting two adjacent apartments in the city center as temporary shelter.

The two apartments belonged to two different landlords who didn't know each other. Awei prepaid three years' rent, double the usual amount, on only one condition: no one could enter the rooms or disturb him without his permission.

Both landlords readily agreed. So Awei confidently proceeded with his "renovations," turning the two apartments into two separate hideouts, one visible and one hidden.

The visible apartment was furnished like a typical bachelor pad; he left from there every morning and returned from there every evening, appearing outwardly like a normal resident, and no one would suspect a thing. No one could imagine that he was actually using this apartment as a "passage," sneaking unnoticed into the hidden "nest" next door to enjoy a different kind of life. "

Hehehe, my dear, why aren't you asleep so late?"

Awei chuckled softly, his tense nerves relaxing completely, and a rare gentle light appearing in his eyes.

The bedroom was much tidier and more comfortable. Clean pillows and sheets lined the double bed. A beautiful, plump pregnant woman turned at the sound and struggled to sit up from the edge of the bed.

It was none other than Shi Xianglan, who hadn't been seen in a long time!

"I...I've been waiting for you, Master..."

a timid whisper escaped the head nurse's lips, like a little girl who had made a mistake.

Compared to two months ago, her most obvious feature was her much larger belly, round and plump like a watermelon. Her fair face was filled with the gentle, loving warmth of motherhood. Clearly, she had recovered from the grief of losing her child and was now wholeheartedly preparing to be the mother of the child in her womb.

"Didn't I tell you? You need to rest. If you're tired, just go to sleep. There's no need to wait for me!"

Although Awei said this, he couldn't help but feel extremely proud of himself for finally conquering this beauty and making her truly like a submissive sex slave, obediently waiting for him to return before daring to sleep.

He squinted his eyes, admiring his "big-breasted pet" who was entirely his own under the bright light.

At this moment, Shi Xianglan was wearing only a pink transparent nightgown. The thin straps hung on her rounded shoulders, and her two snow-white and plump breasts were almost completely exposed, clearly visible through the transparent fabric. Even the areolas and nipples were clearly visible. The hem of the dress had some lace trim that could provide some light-blocking effect, but the length only covered her buttocks. Her bare pink legs were round and plump. Although her legs could not be fully closed due to her thick waist, this only made them more alluring and sensual.

Awei's blood boiled. He'd already been aroused when he'd tied up Shi Binglan in the next room, but had had to suppress his desire because the time wasn't right. Now, seeing his sister, who looked remarkably like her, standing almost naked before him, his lust burned even brighter, making him want to pounce on her and take her right there.

However, reason made him hesitate. After all, Shi Xianglan was eight months pregnant and couldn't withstand any strenuous activity. If he acted impulsively and something went wrong, causing the fetus to miscarry, she would likely go insane after losing two children, and all his previous training and planning would be for nothing.

"I'm not sleepy... I slept for a long time this afternoon. I'm just... feeling stuffy..."

Shi Xianglan said in a barely audible voice, feeling uneasy under the man's gaze.

Awei chuckled, "I know. I've been away from home these past few days, and you've been feeling lonely, starting to miss your master's big cock, haven't you?"

Shi Xianglan blushed, knowing he was deliberately avoiding the topic. She sighed softly, glancing around, her eyes filled with melancholy.

For the past two months, she hadn't left this apartment. Although it was luxuriously furnished, with everything she could need, it was far superior to the prison cell in that dark den of demons. The pervert's temper had also improved significantly; he was much gentler towards her and rarely used those SM techniques to torture her anymore. Sometimes he would even stroke her swollen belly, listening to the baby's movements with interest, revealing a joyful anticipation of becoming a father.

This made Shi Xianglan feel gratified, as this man still possessed a sliver of humanity. But at the same time, she also felt a deep sadness, realizing she had merely moved from one cage to another, essentially making no difference.

Because she was still not free!

Although she no longer had to wear handcuffs and shackles, the sex fiend had replaced all the windows in the house with tempered and soundproof glass. Whenever he went out, he would lock all the doors and windows from the inside, keeping her locked up in the house like a prisoner.

In truth, Shi Xianglan had completely given up on escaping or reporting Awei. The terrifying experience of the fire at the den of iniquity, the devastating emotional blow, and the fact that she was pregnant with this man's child had unknowingly caused her to develop "Stockholm Syndrome." She no longer wanted to resist and had instead developed a subtle dependence on Awei, feeling that it was fate and that her destiny could only be in his hands.

Therefore, during the few days that Awei was away from the apartment and hospitalized, Shi Xianglan obediently stayed in the house, like a devoted wife, eagerly awaiting her husband's return.

"Master, are you... thirsty? I'll go pour you a cup of hot tea."

Shi Xianglan suddenly remembered what a "servant" should do, and hurriedly turned around and walked out of the bedroom to the kitchen to find the tea set that Awei usually drank from, carefully arranging the tea leaves.

She pressed the water dispenser, brewed half a pot of hot tea, and then wrapped her arms around him from behind.

"Ah!"

Feeling the man's strong, broad chest, Shi Xianglan's heart raced, and her body went weak, leaning back limply.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Have you missed me these past few days?"

Awei teased in a low voice, embracing her mature and alluring body, his lips close to her sensitive earlobe, breathing hot air as he spoke, then slowly kissing her fair neck.

"No...don't do this, Master..."

Shi Xianglan was in a daze, her body twisting as if melting into a warm current, as if she might melt at any moment.

Even the teapot in her hand almost slipped from her grasp, but fortunately, Awei caught it with quick reflexes.

"The tea is brewed nicely, but what I want now is milk tea..."

"Ah... the creamer is on the fridge, I'll go get it..."

"No need, there's fresh milk right here! Hahaha!"

With a lewd laugh, Awei reached into the transparent nightgown and grabbed her full, soft breasts, gently weighing them in his palm.

Shi Xianglan's face was flushed; she knew what he was about to do, but she had no courage to stop him.

With a "whoosh," the nightgown was pulled open, and two incredibly plump, snow-white mounds of flesh bounced out, nakedly exposed to the air.

Awei skillfully pinched one of the full nipples, and with a gentle squeeze, white milk spurted out, most of it spilling onto the nightgown, with only a small portion falling into the teapot.

"Wow, I haven't milked you for days, and you're so engorged you're about to burst!"

Awei exclaimed dramatically, holding the milk jug in his left hand and kneading the plump, tender breasts with his right. His fingertips squeezed the areolas repeatedly, and with each squeeze, a gush of milk spurted from the nipples, as powerful as a water gun, filling the air with a strong, milky smell.

Shi Xianglan closed her eyes in embarrassment, refusing to look at this lewd scene, but her expression was no longer one of disgust. Instead, her eyebrows relaxed, her face flushed, and she seemed to be enjoying it. It

had been almost eight months since she was imprisoned in the Demon Cave, and she had become accustomed to being "milked" like this by the lecherous demon. She no longer felt any resistance to being called a "big milk cow," although she was still a little shy, she no longer felt ashamed.

Especially these past few days, after Awei went out, Shi Xianglan, alone at home, had fully experienced the torment of "engorgement." Because her body had been modified by drugs, her breasts were extremely swollen and full. She had to express milk herself almost every few hours to release the excess milk, otherwise her breasts would feel uncomfortably swollen.

However, Awei hadn't left her a breast pump, and expressing milk by hand always felt incomplete. After several days of accumulation, her breasts seemed to have become two huge containers filled with milk, making Shi Xianglan restless and anxious. She couldn't wait for her "master" to return and use his strong hands to knead her breasts and squeeze out all the excess milk!

Now, this wish had finally come true. With each spurt of milk, Shi Xianglan would shiver slightly in comfort. The suffocating feeling in her full breasts gradually dissipated, and she felt much more relaxed. She breathed softly, almost moaning with pleasure, and subconsciously even hoped that the man's hands would never stop!

This scene, of course, did not escape Awei's notice. He felt increasingly smug, taking turns playing with her soft, bouncy breasts. During pregnancy, breasts are naturally swollen, both elastic and slippery. When you grab one, each finger sinks deep into the flesh, as if surrounded by a large wad of cotton. But if you loosen your grip even slightly, it bounces back forcefully.

Streams of pure white milk spray out even more freely, and although most of it is wasted, it quickly fills the teapot, turning it into a pot of steaming milk tea.

Awei brings the teapot to his lips, takes a big sip with smacking sounds, and exclaims, "Wonderful! This is truly a pure, natural, top-quality milk drink, absolutely no melamine... Hahaha, come on, Xiangnu, have a sip yourself."

As he speaks, he brings the spout to Shi Xianglan's lips, and the latter, as if hypnotized, obediently opens her mouth and takes a big sip as well.

"How is it? How does your own breast milk feel?"

Shi Xianglan blushed and shook her head, whispering, "I...I don't feel anything..."

"How can you not feel anything? Ah, I know, it must be because the taste is too bland to detect! Then just suckle the 'raw milk' directly!"

After saying that, Awei simply threw down the teapot, reached out and grabbed one of the round, large breasts, and pushed it upwards with force. The tender flesh was immediately pushed all the way up, almost touching Shi Xianglan's chin, and the protruding nipple on the high peak was just right to her lips.

At this point, Shi Xianglan's mind was completely confused. At Awei's command, she actually lowered her head and took her own nipple into her mouth, sucking like a baby.

This was the first time she had tasted her own breast milk so directly. The warm and slightly fishy juice filled her entire mouth, and then she swallowed it in one gulp.

Perhaps she was sucking too fast, because strands of pure white milk spilled from the corners of her lips, then gathered into droplets, dripping onto her swollen belly, making her look even more lewd.

Awei became even more excited. He grabbed the other swollen, plump breast and brought it to his mouth, sucking wildly on the beautiful head nurse's sacred breast milk.

The room was silent except for the sounds of sucking. The two seemed completely lost in the moment, fully enjoying this perverse and intense sensual pleasure…

After an unknown amount of time, both breasts were finally emptied. Shi Xianglan let out a long sigh, her face suddenly flushing even more, and she collapsed limply into the man's arms.

"Hehe, getting horny again, huh?"

Awei couldn't help but chuckle, gently nudging her with his knee. Sure enough, the pregnant woman's inner thighs were burning hot and noticeably wet.

As the saying goes, "breasts and genitals are connected," and strong stimulation of a woman's nipples easily triggers a reaction in her lower body. After more than half a year of training, Shi Xianglan's body had become extremely sensitive, making this trick particularly effective on her.

"No...no!"

Shi Xianglan blushed, struggling to stand up, but Awei held her tightly, his lips and tongue continuing to tease her large breasts. Although he couldn't suckle any more milk, he still made loud sucking noises, sounding incredibly lewd.

"No...don't do this, I'm pregnant, I can't...can't..."

Intermittent words, accompanied by passionate moans, escaped Shi Xianglan's lips. The intense pleasure emanating from her nipples made her dizzy, her legs grew increasingly weak and powerless, and her inner thighs were soaked with sweat, several streams flowing down as if she had urinated uncontrollably.

Awei could no longer restrain himself. He reached out and picked up Shi Xianglan, rushing back to the bedroom and gently placing her on the bed.

Before he could even give a command, the beautiful pregnant woman instinctively leaned over the edge of the bed, her plump, fleshy buttocks raised, her round belly and full breasts drooping down, forming a perfect position awaiting penetration.

Awei excitedly raised his hand, first giving her snow-white, plump buttocks a sharp slap, then spreading her buttocks apart and thrusting his erect penis against her familiar anus.

"Ah...again...there again!"

Shi Xianglan let out a hint of resentment. Although the lecherous devil still disciplined her every day for the past two months, the number of times he actually slept with her had gradually decreased, and it was mostly anal sex. She understood that this was because he was worried about affecting the fetus, so despite her complaints, deep down she also felt a warm sense of being cared for.

"Ugh..."

A familiar tearing sensation came from her anus. Without turning around, she knew that the thick weapon was slowly entering her rectum. Shi Xianglan groaned in distress, her brows furrowed. She was no stranger to this powerful feeling of pressure; it was a strange experience of pain followed by pleasure, and only those who had experienced it knew the joy within.

Now, she was preparing to enjoy this "pleasure" once again! No matter how dark the future was, how uncertain the future was, or how painful her heart was, at least in this moment, she could obtain a brief moment of supreme physical pleasure! That was enough.

"No...no! It's so deep...ah...it's all the way in...ah..."

These moaning lines from porn movies, which the pervert forced her to memorize, now sounded completely forced. With each thrust of the penis, Shi Xianglan began to enjoy the painful yet pleasurable anal sex. Soon, she was drenched in sweat and uttered incoherent, satisfied moans.

Awei was even more excited, watching the large, drooping belly sway violently back and forth with his thrusts... Gradually, he began to hallucinate, as if he was no longer ravaging his older sister, but his proud, aloof, and ethereal younger sister!

—Just you wait, Ice Slave...your last virgin territory will be completely conquered by me sooner or later...that day will come soon! Soon, very soon...

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