The Fiery Overlord Flower

April 2007, Hong Kong, 9:00 AM, Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
"You bastard!—You've completely disgraced the anti-triad unit!"
With Superintendent Hao's familiar roar, a typical day began at the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
Hearing this roar, the leisurely officers in the office grabbed their milk tea and char siu buns, and as usual, crowded to the blinds of the anti-triad unit's office. While eating breakfast, they watched through the blinds the daily, but never-repeated, spectacle unfolding inside…
The protagonist of this spectacle was the pitiful man standing before me now, holding a newspaper and roaring, his face contorted with rage, shouting hysterically.
His name was Hao Dafu, originally a superintendent at the Causeway Bay Police Station. He was gentle and kind, always smiling, hence the nickname "Easy to Deal With."
Because of his amiable and approachable manner, he was transferred from Causeway Bay to become the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station Commissioner without any controversy after the previous Commissioner's accidental death.
Promotion is usually a happy occasion, and Hao Dafa was indeed happy for a while. However, his good fortune didn't last long. After only six months as Commissioner, he had become a gaunt, disheveled old man, prone to hysterical shouting.
The person who drove him to this state was the sexy, uniformed woman sitting lazily in her chair, his even more unconventional partner, the female leader of the anti-triad unit whom he called a "police demon"—Qin Miaofang.
Facing the Commissioner's shouts, Qin Miaofang, dressed in a well-fitting police uniform, as usual, squeezed her graceful body deep into the chair, naturally crossing her long, white legs while her eyes were half-closed.
Meanwhile, she leisurely stretched out her delicate fingers, admiring the patterns on her nails, completely ignoring Director Hao's shouts.
Seeing Qin Miaofang's nonchalant, arrogant demeanor, Director Hao was instantly enraged, his veins bulging. He swung his arm and hurled the newspaper at her.
Qin Miaofang seemed to have anticipated this; she gracefully swayed her head in her chair, dodging the "attack."
The newspaper flew past her cheek, slapped against the wall, and landed, unfolding to reveal a lewd photograph on the front page:
in a steamy, pink sauna, a naked, obese man covered in tattoos lay sprawled on the tiled floor, his dark buttocks protruding, his face contorted in a lewd, ecstatic expression. Behind
him, a stunningly beautiful woman with a lithe, fair complexion, half-squatted.
The beautiful woman was completely naked, steam rising from her full, rounded breasts and long, slender, white legs, creating a hazy, alluring beauty.
Her captivating phoenix eyes, luscious red lips, and firm nose—perfectly proportioned European features—made her elegant oval face unforgettable.
However, what clashed drastically with her beauty was
that she was currently kneeling naked behind a fat man, her slender hands gently stroking his penis as she pressed her beautiful upper body against his thighs.
Then, she raised her head, pressing her striking face between his dark thighs, laughing lewdly as she extended her pink tongue, seductively licking his anus.
Above the photograph was an article titled in bold, large black font:
"Shocking! Female Police Officer is Actually a Top Bathing Hostess in Wan Hua City!" Her dashing figure attracted lecherous men!
Although the eyes and other private parts of both the beauty and the man were blurred in the lewd photo in the newspaper,
anyone familiar with Qin Miaofang could immediately recognize her from her exquisite allure and the signature beauty mark on her cherry lips—the wanton, naked beauty in the photo was her.
Upon seeing the lewd photo in the newspaper, my face flushed instantly. The scratches left on my breasts by the men last night began to throb.
I hugged my arms, secretly massaging my breasts through my police uniform, while secretly rejoicing.
Thank goodness, thanks to that fat boss's sudden impulse last night to carry me naked to the rooftop balcony of the nightclub and rape me; otherwise, there wouldn't just be Sister Qin in the newspaper photo now.
Although I enjoy the feeling of being humiliated by men, I can't remain calm and composed when faced with accusations, like Sister Qin is doing now…
Qin Miaofang glanced at the newspaper on the ground out of the corner of her eye, raised her eyebrows, and glared at me fiercely. She was clearly upset that I hadn't been loyal to my sister; we went together, but she was the only one getting scolded.
Seeing this, I could only feign embarrassment, give her an innocent look, and lower my head without saying a word.
Sister Qin, you can take the blame yourself; I won't play along this time.
Seeing that I was avoiding her again, Qin Miaofang glared at me hatefully again, then curled her lip in disdain, turned away, and resumed her indifferent, deadpan demeanor.
Director Hao stared intently at Qin Miaofang's languid appearance, his ashen face beginning to twitch and convulse.
Although I'm just a rookie policewoman who graduated only two months ago, and every time I go to the bathhouse with Sister Qin and get... well, luckily, I've never been caught by the media or my colleagues.
Sister Qin, on the other hand, seems to have committed some terrible sin in her past life; she's so unlucky that even drinking water can be a problem. Although we always go to serve those men together, she's always the one caught by the paparazzi.
So, this kind of scene plays out almost every day in the office, and I've gained some experience.
Chief Hao's current state shows he's reached his breaking point; he might just pull out a gun and kill someone next.
So, to prevent a bloodbath, I put on my brightest smile as usual and gracefully walked to his side to smooth things over: "Chief, please don't be angry. Team Leader Qin did that to solve the case."
Upon hearing this, Chief Hao's face darkened further. He slammed his hand on the table, disregarding his dignity as a chief, and turned his "gun" on me, yelling: "What? Solve the case?! Ao Lan, are you trying to anger me too? Is this how cases are solved?! This morning, the Governor of Hong Kong personally called me, sternly questioning whether this was a police station or a brothel!! Tell me, how can I face headquarters after what she did?! It's over! My future is completely ruined."
Although I had become somewhat accustomed to Chief Hao's shouts over the past two months, hearing them so close still felt deafening.
I squinted, unconsciously covered my ears, then stuck out my tongue and continued, "Really, Chief, Team Leader Qin had no choice. According to those fireflies, the suspect 'Black Snake,' who was involved in the arms deal at the Tsim Sha Tsui Hotel last time, has a large black mole on his anus and frequently visits the Wan Hua City Bathhouse. So, in order to solve the case as soon as possible and catch him, Team Leader Qin..."
"So she impersonated a bathhouse girl! Naked, squatting behind those men's butts, looking at their anuses one by one? That's fucking... cough, cough, cough!!!"
Chief Hao hadn't finished cursing when he choked on his own saliva, pointed at Qin Miaofang in front of him, and coughed painfully with a frown.
Seeing this, I quickly went over to help him sit down and poured him a glass of water. While patting his back, I comforted him, saying, "Chief! Chief! Don't worry, let's talk this out."
Then, I quickly turned to Qin Miaofang and gave her a look, signaling her to say something conciliatory.
Qin Miaofang saw Chief Hao holding his head, looking deeply distressed, as if he was indeed very angry.
She sighed softly, put down her snowy legs, straightened her back, stretched beautifully, and then smiled charmingly. In her magnetic voice, she said to Chief Hao, "Sigh… Chief, originally I wanted to arrest all the customers at the Wanhua City Bathhouse and have them strip and search them, but you said that violated human rights. No. I suggested installing miniature surveillance cameras in the bathhouse restrooms, but you said that was an invasion of privacy. Still no. The case is pressing, so there's no other way. To find the murderer, I have to sacrifice my virginity to serve those men." "I gritted my teeth and endured being naked and wantonly violated by those filthy men in the bathroom for a month. My skin was practically raw from being soaked in hot water. Now that we've finally found the culprit, instead of rewarding me, you're cursing me out over a single gossipy candid photo. I never knew paparazzi were so powerful... You want the horse to run but not feed it? How can anyone live like this?!"
Upon hearing this, Chief Hao's eyes turned bloodshot, and he pointed at Qin Miaofang, gritting his teeth as he shouted, "You... get out! Get out of here!"
Chief Hao had finally lost his temper.
Qin Miaofang shrugged and smiled slightly, "Perfect timing, Chief. I spent the whole night with those men yesterday, and I'm a little tired now. Alright, Chief, I won't keep you company any longer. Bye-bye!"
With that, Qin Miaofang lowered her legs, stood up from the chair, straightened the hem of her police uniform, turned around, and walked out of the office without hesitation.
As soon as she came out, the officers surrounding the office door scattered in a panic, returning to their seats and bustling about as if nothing had happened.
Seeing Qin Miaofang walk away without looking back, I hesitated. As her partner, I should have followed, but given Chief Hao's situation…
So I lowered my head and cautiously asked Chief Hao, “Chief, Team Leader Qin is gone, so I should…”
The chief stared at her retreating figure for a while, his face contorted with rage, then sighed with utter despair, looking up at me with a hopeless expression, “Sigh… Go ahead, Aolan. Remember, you graduated from a legitimate police academy, a real graduate student specializing in criminology, unlike that half-baked slut Qin Miaofang. Don't follow her example.”
I couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.
I couldn't imagine what it would be like if I told the chief that I, the graduate student he valued, had been like Sister Qin, my naked body pinned to the bathroom floor tiles and wantonly violated by those men all night. I wondered if he would be furious.
...
Stepping out of the police station, I breathed a sigh of relief at the main entrance.
Just as I expected, Qin Miaofang sat in her flashy red Ferrari, her pretty face composed, waving her arm out to me, gesturing for me to come over.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but sigh, straightened the hem of my police uniform skirt, walked to her car, opened the door, and stepped inside. Sure enough, as
soon as I sat down, Qin Miaofang reached out and
pulled my slender body, clad in my police uniform, into her arms. At the same time, she reached out and pinched my snow-white thigh, then unceremoniously slipped her hand inside my police uniform skirt…
"Ah—"
I felt her hand squeeze between my legs, hooking my pink clitoris, and beginning to tease my labia through my short skirt.
A familiar tingling sensation accompanied her teasing, rising from my genitals, and I couldn't help but cry out.
At the same time, I instinctively closed my eyes, tilted my head back, and thrust my full breasts high. Then, I slowly raised my long, snow-white leg slightly and placed it on the steering wheel.
This was a habit I had recently developed while serving customers, because I found that this position was the most comfortable way to accommodate a man's advances, and it had inadvertently become a habit.
Qin Miaofang, seeing my seductive and enjoying posture, immediately glared at me with anger. She forcefully dug into my labia, then, with a frosty expression, scolded me in my ear, "You bastard! You little brat, you dare to secretly enjoy yourself here? You didn't even speak up for me just now, you just pretended to be innocent and laughed at me. I introduced you to customers for nothing! Humph! You're so disloyal to your sister, I'll dig your honey pot that drives men crazy to pieces today, and see what you'll have left to earn extra money with me."
Although, for me, since I started earning this extra money with Sister Qin, my genitals have been wantonly dug into two or three times almost every day by different men. I'd grown accustomed to this tidal wave of stimulating pleasure.
But firstly, we were in a public place, which wasn't appropriate for this.
Secondly, my body was sensitive and I climaxed easily, and the sexy black pantyhose I was wearing under my skirt were newly changed. It would be a huge loss if I got wet with my own juices before even meeting a client.
The new Chanel handbag I wanted was still waiting for me in the shop window; I had to keep my body in peak condition to make money.
Thinking of this, I quickly gasped and pressed down on my skirt to stop her touching me, while simultaneously feigning pain and pleading, "Sister Qin, Sister Qin, I'm sorry, okay? Please stop touching me, it hurts so much!"
My tearful expression clearly fooled her; Sister Qin thought I was really hurting, so she paused for a moment.
Then, frowning, she reached her hand out from under my skirt. While wiping the semen from her fingers onto my inner thigh, she put her arm around my shoulder and said angrily, "Hmph! Little girl, you're such a hypocrite! Last night, when you were naked and sitting with your legs spread in Boss Qi's lap, being forced into anal sex by him, Boss Qi was fiddling with your labia, pulling your body like a doorknob and constantly stroking his penis, and you didn't even cry out in pain. Now, I've only lightly touched your genitals twice, and you can't take it? Who would believe that! Tell me! What's going on? Why is it that I'm always the one who gets the short end of the stick, while you always manage to escape?"
Hearing this, I stuck out my tongue playfully, then smiled charmingly and said, "You don't understand, Sister Qin. First, it's because I'm lucky, and second..."
At this point, I deliberately left her in suspense, to see her reaction.
Sure enough, she fell for it. She reached her hand out from under my skirt, grabbed my waist, and said urgently, "I can't stand being scolded by that old geezer of the director anymore! Tell me! What's the second reason?"
I chuckled, stuck out my tongue, and said innocently, "Hehe, Sister Qin, don't be angry when I tell you. The second reason is that my temperament is more refined and elegant than yours.
I'm not bragging, but even if I stood in front of the director and told him I wasn't a virgin, he wouldn't believe me. So as long as I'm not photographed when I'm sleeping with men, it doesn't matter what anyone says...
But you... well, you're beautiful but not pure. You're not only wild in bed, but you even sway your hips when you walk.
Hehe, men can tell you're a born slut just by looking at your seductive appearance, so even if I'm the only one taking clients, the blame will still fall on you. Sigh, Sister Qin, fate is predetermined. Just accept it."
Qin Miaofang paused for a moment after hearing my "profound" remarks, then immediately realized I was playing a trick on her. She frowned, gave me a sly smile, and shouted, "You little brat! You dare to play a trick on your own sister Qin? Fine! Today I'll strip you naked right here in front of the police station and throw you in there. Humph—we'll see how you play the 'perpetual fake innocent' then! Here we go—"
With that, Qin Miaofang grabbed my white thigh and pulled down my policewoman's skirt.
"Haha, Sister Qin, have mercy..."
Of course, I couldn't let her succeed. I quickly sat down, holding her hands down and laughing as I resisted.
"One, two, one, two, one..."
Just as Sister Qin and I were playfully joking around in the car, a series of orderly footsteps accompanied by powerful slogans slowly came from behind us.
Sister Qin and I both stopped and turned around.
A group of male soldiers, their skin tanned bronze by the sun, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and imposing stature, dressed in distinctive uniforms, each carrying a rifle with a bayonet, marched past our vehicle with unwavering focus and perfectly synchronized steps.
Each of them looked so majestic and powerful, exuding masculinity.
Having grown accustomed to the relaxed stride of the British, I was genuinely taken aback by this imposing formation.
Was this a military parade? But I'd never seen these soldiers before. Where did they come from?
I couldn't help but turn and ask Sister Qin.
Sister Qin, equally surprised, exclaimed, "What? Aolan, you don't know? They're mainland soldiers! It's almost July 1st! They're the Hong Kong Garrison! Haven't you heard?"
I immediately realized.
The director had said that to ensure Hong Kong's return to China on July 1st, the Hong Kong Garrison had moved in ahead of schedule. Oh… so this is what mainland soldiers look like.
"Click—"
Just as Sister Qin and I were admiring the handsome soldiers of the Hong Kong Garrison, a flash of white light suddenly shone from a street not far from the garrison.
Sister Qin and I turned around and saw a lewd figure hurriedly turn and run into the depths of the street. Qin
Miaofang stared at the figure for a moment, then turned and patted my thigh, saying to me, "Aolan, is that him?"
I nodded, looking at the lewd figure, and said with a frown, "That's right, it's him, the Tuen Mun pervert—Hua Ya Zai, who was just released from prison last month. Last time I visited the prison with the Commissioner, he even dared to molest me. I'd recognize him even if he were ashes. Isn't he always only interested in playing with women? Why would he come here to take pictures of the Hong Kong Garrison? He doesn't seem like the kind of military enthusiast."
Qin Miaofang said... She nodded and said, "Ao Lan, do you remember when we had a meeting at the police station a while ago? The people from the Major Crimes Unit 2 said they received intelligence that a group of underground radicals were planning to cause trouble on the day of the handover, to disrupt cross-strait peace. Now that July 1st is almost here, the Major Crimes Unit 2 is investigating this matter intensively. Ao Lan, do you think that this guy, Hua Yazi, showing up here at this time, might be related to this matter...?" As soon as
Sister Qin said this, both she and I were taken aback. Without
saying a word, Sister Qin immediately started the car engine, reversed the steering wheel, and followed Hua Yazi's retreating figure. I also quickly picked up the car phone on the armrest, wanting to notify headquarters.
Before I could even dial the number, Sister Qin snatched the phone from my hand, yelling as she drove, "Hey! Aolan! You've been with me for two months now, and you're still acting like a rookie! All you do is call for backup when there's a problem. What if we've made a mistake? Haven't you scolded me enough? Okay, let's go find out what's going on first."
With that, Sister Qin slammed the phone down, ignoring my embarrassment, and turned her head, her phoenix eyes fixed intently and coldly on the retreating figure of Hua Yazi, following closely behind in her car.
This is my idol, Sister Qin. Although she usually seems wanton and brainless, she transforms into a shrewish leopard when things get serious.
And the prey that falls prey to this leopard often meets a terrible end.
This is why Qin Miaofang is so popular and scandalous in the police station, yet the chief doesn't dare fire her.
No boss would fire a subordinate with a 100% crime-solving rate for the sake of their own career. Sigh, that's something I, a rookie policewoman, can't match.
...
Hua Yazi ran along the main road for about ten minutes, then turned and disappeared into a small alley.
The alley was too narrow for a car, so Qin Jie and I had to get out and follow him on foot. Finally, we saw him cross the alley and disappear into an apartment building.
Qin Jie and I quickly followed him to the apartment building's door, caught our breath, and then looked up at the large golden plaque on the wall. We were both amused and exasperated.
"Bo Shen Ba Zhong Ba Hotel—Beautiful girls, whatever you want, fair prices, no deception."
Although the sign said "Hotel," it actually had absolutely nothing to do with those high-end hotels like Hilton or Burj Al Arab.
This hotel is colloquially known as "One Floor, One Brothel," a type of Hong Kong's sex industry. If "Fancy Tooth" comes here, it can only be...
"Sister Qin, could we have made a mistake? Is Fancy Tooth really here for pleasure?"
I asked with a wry smile, tugging at my police uniform collar and fanning the sweat from my cleavage with my police cap.
Sister Qin, true to her reputation as a police enchantress, dismissed my guess with a single sentence.
She frowned and shook her head, saying, "No, he wouldn't be so sneaky if he wanted pleasure. There must be some conspiracy! Ao Lan! We are Hong Kong's royal... oh, no, Hong Kong People's Police. If we let these scoundrels cause trouble on our turf at this crucial moment of July 1st's handover, we'll lose face deep in the mainland. No, we have to go in and see what he's up to!"
I nodded, then looked up at the sign with my police cap, troubled, and said, "Sister Qin, how do we sneak in, directly..." "If we just barge in, we'll only alert him. We won't find anything beyond arresting him for soliciting prostitution."
Qin Miaofang smiled confidently and charmingly, then pointed to a sign next to her and said, "Hehe, of course we can't just barge in. Aolan, look at this job posting. Didn't the owner already pave the way for us to sneak in?"
Following her finger, I saw the job posting: "Bo Shen Ba Zhong Ba Hotel is hiring
: Three Public Relations Girls.
Requirements: Good looks, slim figure, excellent bedroom skills preferred.
Salary: Negotiable (the owner guarantees the highest in the industry)."
Such a blatant advertisement—I knew what Sister Qin meant at a glance.
I gave a wry smile and turned to Sister Qin with a "resentful" look, saying, "No way, Sister Qin, are we going to use our 'capital' again? Being... *sob*—Sister Qin, what if we end up with some strange disease after the case isn't solved? If that happens, we'll really lose everything."
Qin Miaofang smiled seductively, reached out her jade-like hand and slapped my shapely buttocks hard, then sneered, "Forget it, Aolan, you're afraid of this? Last time you and Boss Qi were having an affair in Qiushui Square, and he humiliated you by tying you naked to a urinal.
You said he used his penis, wet with the urinal water, to knead your snow-white buttocks and thrust into your honey hole for a full hour, and you were fine?
Even the worst bed in this hotel is cleaner than that men's restroom in the square, right? Alright, alright, let's go, go back and change into casual clothes before coming back for the job interview, for the sake of China..." "For the peaceful reunification, let's take a risk."
With that, Qin Miaofang grabbed my slender waist, pulling me towards the sports car while whispering wickedly in my ear, "By the way, Aolan, let me tell you, the customers at this brothel are all perverts. They really enjoy anal penetration. So when you get back, you'd better clean your pink chrysanthemum thoroughly, otherwise, when those men penetrate you there, you'll be in excruciating pain." Hearing this,
I was startled, and instinctively reached behind me, touching my buttocks through my skirt.
Sigh... I don't know why, but even before it started, I already felt a slight pain in my anus.

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