[Wife's Poison] Chapter Fourteen - The Dimmed Police Badge (Bonus Chapter)

XIV. The Dimmed Police Badge (Side Story)
City X is a beautiful city with consistently good public security. However, a recent heinous murder

has stirred up ripples in the usually peaceful city.
Zhang Jingxing is under immense pressure lately. At 40 years old, he's handled a

mountain of cases, but this one is truly perplexing.
Flipping through a file, he sees a photograph of a man in a floral-collared shirt with a

distinctive his eyes gleaming with lust.
But this man is dead, and his death is gruesome! His head has been severely injured, and a sharp shard of

porcelain , causing him to bleed to death.
The deceased is a special individual; his father is a People's Congress representative, frequently appearing on television with

a good known for his integrity. The murder of his son has alarmed the highest levels of government in City X.

An order has been issued: the case must be solved within two weeks, or Zhang Jingxing will lose his job.
Zhang Jingxing had no connections or influence; it was already quite an achievement for him to become the captain of the criminal investigation team in X City at the age of 40.

Therefore, he had been extremely worried these past few days.
A newspaper on the table had a prominent headline: "Two Men and Women Stabbed to Death in Villa: Crime of Passion or Revenge?"

occupying a large portion of the page.
"Damn! A city people's congress representative, huh? Your son, Li Qiming, deserved to die. Gambling, rape—he'd committed countless atrocities, and

his enemies were numerous. And that Santana he drove was actually
a modified Ferrari," Zhang Jingxing thought to himself. There were three suspects: Wang Hongtao, who was owed a huge sum of money by Li Qiming;

Zhang Baodong, the husband of Li Qiming's mistress; and Ye Daren, whose lover Li Qiming had gang-raped.
All three had motives for the murders, but many questions remained. The forensic doctor confirmed that the deceased, Li Qiming, should

have died between December 4th and December 5th. The despicable murderer actually stuffed the bodies of the deceased, Li Qiming, and her lover, Lu Jiali,

into two refrigerators in the villa. Otherwise, the exact time could certainly have been determined.
However, a witness testified that around 4 PM on December 5th, he heard piercing screams

and . This honest witness didn't call the police immediately, because he often heard such

sounds, but that night was different; it sounded like a woman calling for help. He preferred to avoid trouble, and

knowing the homeowner's background was unusual, he didn't report it even though he felt something was amiss.
It can be basically concluded that the two victims died on December 5th, because another person testified that

the was still intact when he saw it on December 4th. The porcelain sculpture was about half a meter in size, a very beautiful

nude woman figure; many people would touch it or take pictures when passing by. The victims were

stabbed to death by fragments of the porcelain sculpture. Inside the villa, shards of the sculpture were scattered everywhere; the sexy and beautiful nude sculpture was

destroyed there.
On the surface, Wang Hongtao and Zhang Baodong are the prime suspects. Wang Hongtao went to

the villa to collect a debt from Li Qiming, though he claimed it was in the morning. While Zhang Baodong wasn't present at the scene, he

couldn't provide a strong alibi.
But this is only the surface; everyone has emotions and feelings, especially a murderer. After

careful interrogation, based on Zhang Jingxing's years of experience, he was certain Ye Daren was involved!
When Zhang Jingxing met Ye Daren's eyes, Ye Daren's gaze flickered, but he tried desperately to remain calm. When

the interrogation ended, he noticed Ye Daren's chair was soaked with sweat.
However, Ye Daren had a perfect alibi, and more than one person could corroborate it—

the entire Ye Daren was at work all day on December 5th.
Zhang Jingxing took a frantic drag on his cigarette. The higher-ups were pressing him; if the case didn't progress,

he 'd be fired.
Of the three suspects, Zhang Jingxing knew Ye Daren—or rather, he knew

Ye Daren's parents-in-law, and their relationship was quite close.
The smoke swirled, as if transporting them back to their childhood. Three mischievous boys had set fire to a haystack, the smoke

so untamed, carrying the wildness of youth.
The three boys and one girl were surrounded by soot. Their faces were covered in soot, but the girl

wiped her face with her small hand, as if polishing a dusty mirror, revealing her jade-like, fair, and smooth skin.

Her bright eyes were fixed on the burning haystack, and she excitedly clapped her soot-covered hands. Her sleeve slipped down to her elbow

, revealing a slender, snow-white forearm. A thin red string adorned her wrist,

the bells jingling merrily with each clap.
That girl was Mingyue, the city girl! For a city child visiting the countryside, everything

was new and fascinating.
Zhang Jingxing was 19 years old then, a blossoming age, already somewhat understanding of women, and

filled with boundless longing for love. Mingyue, from the city, was like a bright candle,

captivating all the children in the village.
However, Mingyue only got along well with two boys: Zhang Laoshi's son, Zhang Jingxing, and Liu

Village Chief 's son, Liu Dongxian. Zhang Jingxing was very masculine, a trait honed by farm work; his face

was angular, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, a high nose, full lips, and wheat-colored skin that added to his ruggedness

.
Liu Dongxian, on the other hand, had a baby face, fair skin, and was quite handsome, but rather effeminate, more

like someone from the city. He was good at saying things to please girls, so he also got along well with Mingyue.
Mingyue was very curious about rural life, and Zhang Jingxing could tell her all the interesting stories of the village

, naturally making them closer. Liu Dongxian could only crack jokes. Later, Mingyue and Zhang

Jingxing grew closer, yet

they couldn't shake off Liu Dongxian. He was like a persistent plaster, always there for them, no matter where they went.
One day, Zhang Jingxing and Mingyue finally managed to escape Liu Dongxian and go play alone.

In the stream, Mingyue, barefoot, leaped and splashed, soaking Zhang Jingxing's clothes. Zhang Jingxing

started water on Mingyue, who playfully dodged, but accidentally fell in. The stream was shallow.

In her panic, she swallowed several mouthfuls of water, soaking her clothes.
Zhang Jingxing quickly ran to help Mingyue up, and she clung to his strong waist like an octopus.

Looking down, Zhang Jingxing saw that Mingyue was almost naked. Her thin, pale yellow tank top had become transparent,

the damp fabric clinging to her slender body, revealing her curves. Her egg-shaped breasts were only covered by a pink bra, and

Zhang Jingxing's eyes were involuntarily drawn to it.
The two remained like that, quietly leaning against each other, for

a awkward.
By the time they returned, the night was already dark and the stars were few. There was only one house on the path leading home, belonging to the village

widow Zhang. Widow Zhang was one of the most alluring women in the village; although she wasn't the most beautiful, she was definitely the most

seductive .
As they passed by Widow Zhang's house, they even heard faint moans. Zhang Jingxing, somewhat embarrassed

, wanted to leave quickly. At his age, he already knew about such things, and it wasn't the first time he'd heard about it. However, his

father, Zhang Laoshi, was strict, so even if he accidentally overheard or witnessed Zhang the Widow's shameful behavior, he wouldn't

speak of it casually.
Mingyue, unaware of the situation, thought the person inside was ill and wanted to knock on the door. Zhang Jingxing quickly stopped her; if he

ruined their good time, it would be incredibly embarrassing in the village, where they'd run into each other all the time.
But Mingyue's temper flared, and Zhang Jingxing couldn't resist her, and was too ashamed to bring it up. Helpless

, he took Mingyue's hand and climbed onto the pile of straw outside the house. He gestured for her to check the situation inside before

deciding whether to go in.
Looking through the window, they saw two bodies intertwined inside the house. The churning, white breasts and the

swollen, ugly, red phallus made the two young men, just beginning to experience love, blush with shame.
Mingyue blushed and spat, scolding, "Shameless! Doing such a thing!" But she didn't

leave ; instead, she continued to secretly watch.
Zhang Jingxing, full of youthful vigor, couldn't resist such a live sex show. He quietly grasped

Mingyue , and seeing that she didn't notice, he gently embraced her arms.
Mingyue then snapped out of her daze. She saw a burning desire in Zhang Jingxing's eyes, and

his face flushed even more. Mingyue was a little scared, but also very expectant. This country boy

was different from others; he was like a wild horse, unrestrained and wild. That wild gaze instantly

captured ; she had already developed a hazy affection for this young man.
Seeing the young man's hands already covering her breasts, her heart skipped a beat. She quickly grasped

his large hands and whispered, "Jingxing, no!" Zhang Jingxing immediately snapped out of his daze,

whispering , and the two quietly left.
From then on, Zhang Jingxing and Mingyue were like lovers in a honey pot, inseparable. The village chief's son, Liu

Dongxian, however, acted like a wronged wife, immediately

complaining to Mingyue's mother whenever he saw anything suspicious about them. Because of this, Zhang Jingxing and Mingyue disliked Liu Dongxian even more, and did everything they could to avoid him

.
"Yue'er, can I touch your breasts?" Zhang Jingxing and Mingyue sat hand-in-hand on a tree stump in the woods

. Their intimacy was limited to holding hands; Mingyue always quickly stopped them from going any further. But Zhang Jingxing

relentlessly pursued her, and Mingyue's defenses, unable to withstand his masculine aura, were on the verge of collapse.
"Brother Jingxing, do you really like me? Do you like me, or just my body? Why

do you always want to touch me?" Mingyue asked the question most girls ask when in love.
"Yue'er, of course I like everything about you—your cuteness, your gentleness, your beauty."

Zhang Jingxing tried touching Mingyue's full breasts, and seeing that she didn't stop him, he gradually slipped his fingers

inside.
Soft flesh in his hand, her tender breasts were easily grasped. Mingyue closed her eyes, her shell-like eyelids

trembling , her long eyelashes opening and closing intermittently. Her cheeks were flushed, and her flowing black hair cascaded over

her shoulders, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
Zhang Jingxing scooped up a handful of her hair, took a deep breath, and inhaled the unique floral scent of the hair cream. He

couldn't help but kiss her hair, the black strands as smooth and silky as satin. Zhang Jingxing's masculine scent

tickled Mingyue's delicate ear through her hair, causing a slight flutter in her heart.
Mingyue, tickled, turned her head, but in that turn, their lips met.

They kissed passionately, completely unaware of the pair of jealous, almost spitting fire eyes watching from nearby.
"No! Brother Jingxing, not now, it's not safe here!" When Mingyue felt a chill in her lower body,

she realized they were almost at the final step. Zhang Jingxing's glans was already pressed against her virgin territory, the purplish-red

veins throbbing across his penis, the scent of hormones overwhelming.
"Yue'er, give it to me, okay? I feel so uncomfortable." Zhang Jingxing's face turned green. Now that he was about to

ejaculate , how could he possibly enjoy it?
"Brother Jingxing, what should I do? If someone comes here, I'll be too ashamed to face them." Mingyue was

anxious, but she didn't want her beloved Brother Jingxing to suffer, and her little face was almost in tears.
"Sigh, Yue'er, why don't you use your hand to help me?" As he spoke, Zhang Jingxing took Mingyue's little hand and placed it around

his penis, then taught her to stroke it back and forth. Zhang Jingxing had long since learned how to masturbate, so he knew how to help in this

situation .
"Brother Jingxing, your penis is really ugly. I've seen other people's penises, and they're all soft.

How come so big?" Mingyue had only seen children's testicles, but had never seen an adult's erect penis.
"Those are for little kids. You don't understand. The bigger this thing is, the more women like it." Zhang Jingxing said proudly

.
"Oh, so you're going to use this to insert into me? It's so big? Can it even fit?" Mingyue said a little scared

.
"It's alright, a woman's genitals may look small, but they're actually quite large inside. The first time will be very painful, but you'll bear

it," Zhang Jingxing said.
"I've also heard that the first time is painful, so you'll have to be gentle next time!" Mingyue occasionally looked up,

gazing tenderly at her lover.
"Mmm, Yue'er, faster, yes, faster, I'm coming, get your head out of the way! Ah!" As soon as Zhang Jingxing

finished speaking, he ejaculated, spraying Mingyue's face with semen. Her jade-like face was covered in snot-like

semen, and Mingyue wiped it away with a bit of disgust.
"Brother Jingxing, is this stuff coming out of your penis? It's disgusting, and the smell is weird too."

Mingyue straightened her clothes and helped Zhang Jingxing put on his pants. The two of them sat on the tree stump and became intimate again.
"Yue'er, I really miss your body, I can't sleep because I miss you!" Zhang Jingxing

said, stroking Mingyue's hair with one hand and touching her smooth thigh under her skirt with the other.
"Brother Jingxing, do you really think so?" Mingyue's big, dark eyes rolled, and then she thought for a moment.
"Yes, I really miss you. You gave me your first kiss, and I want to take your first time again. When you grow up, I'll marry

you!" Zhang Jingxing said affectionately.
"Brother Jingxing, oh... I'm so happy, I want to grow up quickly." Mingyue was only 15 years old, but she had already

grown into a graceful young woman, though her breasts were just beginning to sprout.
"Hehe, Yue'er, are you moved by me?" Zhang Jingxing kissed her jade-like

face, which was wet with his semen, with a look of affection.
"Brother Jingxing, come to my house tomorrow night. My mother is going back to the city tomorrow, so I'll leave a

crack in the door ." Mingyue said shyly, her little face buried deep in Zhang Jingxing's arms.
"Ah! Yue'er, you finally agreed! My dear Yue'er, I will definitely marry you!" Zhang Jingxing

was overjoyed and started dancing with excitement.
Mingyue watched her brother Jingxing jumping around like a child, and happily took his hand. The two of them skipped

away from the grove.
A figure emerged from the woods, Liu Dongxian's baby face contorted in a grimace. He

spat in Zhang Jingxing's direction, then walked to the tree stump, crouched down, and inhaled

the girl's .
However, the scent quickly dissipated. Liu Dongxian looked disappointed, but then his eyes lit up as if

he'd thought of something, and he suddenly perked up.
The next night, Zhang Jingxing helped his father cook the pig feed and prepared medicinal soup for his ailing mother

before leaving home.
At that time, people in the countryside were generally asleep after 10 pm. Zhang Jingxing walked along the quiet village road, his

face a mixture of nervousness and excitement. Soon he would be sharing a bed with Mingyue; his long-cherished dream was finally about to

come true.
From the outside, Mingyue's house was quiet; not even a light was on. Was Mingyue not home? Or was she

too shy to turn on the light? Heh, I'll scare her! Suddenly turning on the light will definitely startle her!
Zhang Jingxing was somewhat pleased with his idea. He tiptoed into Mingyue's room, finding the door

ajar. Strange sounds came from inside—painful groans, faint

yet clear in the quiet night. Was Mingyue ill?
Zhang Jingxing quickly pulled the light switch beside the door; the light came on, and the groans stopped.
He saw Mingyue lying naked on the bed, her smooth waist breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair was

soaked with sweat, a small tuft clinging to her breast, obscuring the hickey on her nipple

, but the glimpses of her white skin were dazzling. Her snow-white legs were spread wide, and

a small penis was inserted into her smooth, tender vulva. The hairless opening was glistening with moisture, and

faint traces of blood trickled from it. That tender little penis had only just grown a few pubic hairs, but you couldn't

deny its firmness. It was this very little penis that had broken through that mysterious virgin territory.
Mingyue turned her face, looking at Zhang Jingxing in disbelief. She rubbed her eyes hard,

then looked at the person at the door again. Yes, it was Brother Jingxing. Then,

who was the person ? Mingyue trembled all over, her eyes involuntarily scanning the man's legs, stomach, and neck behind her,

until she saw that wicked baby face. She screamed and fainted.
Zhang Jingxing quickly walked over, moving the boy's equally snow-white body. That baby face

stared at him in horror.
"Ah!" Zhang Jingxing was awakened by the cigarette butt burning his hand, and couldn't help but cry out.
After work, Zhang Jingxing didn't go home, but instead went alone to the villa where the crime occurred.

Although he had seen it dozens of times, he still wanted to see if there were any new clues.
The villa was a scene of utter devastation. Bloodstains were everywhere, and the killer seemed intent on concealing the initial

crime scene , with drag marks indicating a body had been dragged in every room. It was impossible to determine which

room or location the victim had died in.
The murder weapon, fragments of a porcelain sculpture, were scattered throughout the rooms. How could the killer be so calm? It was truly

horrifying. In this respect, it seemed Ye Daren hadn't managed it. The mistress's husband, Zhang Baodong

, with his taciturn nature, was somewhat similar.
But cases are all about evidence, and none of the three prime suspects had direct evidence proving their

involvement.
The living room stereo system must have been top-of-the-line, with English labels. Zhang Jingxing couldn't read them, but

the forensic experts said it was a German-made Sikart. This young master certainly knew how to enjoy life; the stereo was connected to

the computer in the bedroom—very convenient.
All fingerprints in the rooms had been meticulously cleaned, leaving no trace. This was clearly a

premeditated act. To plan a murder so meticulously, the killer would have spent time

scouting the location before harming the victim.
Zhang Jingxing narrowed down the suspects to these three individuals based on this. Wang Hongtao had been demanding payment

almost , while Zhang Baodong frequently stalked his wife, Lu Jiali.
Although no one nearby had seen Ye Daren, their company's investigation revealed that Ye Daren had recently been

working on a construction site in the city. He wasn't supposed to go, but he insisted. The investigation

showed that Ye Daren didn't stay long at the site, often arriving briefly and then leaving on his own.
This suggested that Ye Daren might know the deceased's whereabouts before death. However, no matter how much

they threatened , intimidated, or even tortured him, they couldn't extract any useful information from Ye Daren. Don't let that kid's appearance fool you...

He's a spineless coward, refusing to say anything he shouldn't, no matter how tempted he is. Damn! Intellectuals, they really do have some skills.
Zhang Jingxing pondered, but couldn't come up with a solution. Could the murderer not be among these three?

Zhang Jingxing's scalp tingled. If the murderer wasn't among these three, it would be a miracle, and the case would be unsolvable.
A crucial question was why the murderer used the sculpture at the villa's entrance as the murder weapon. Did he just

grab it on a whim? But that wasn't exactly a suitable tool.
"Ring..." The sudden ringing of the phone rang in the eerily silent crime scene, but Zhang Jingxing wasn't

startled. He picked up the phone; it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello! Who is this?" Zhang Jingxing pressed the green answer button.
"Hello! Is this Captain Zhang? This is Mingyue, do you remember me?" The voice was delicate yet alluring,

soft yet seductive, like a nightingale singing in a valley, or a phoenix calling.
"Y-you, hello! Yue, Yue'er?" Zhang Jingxing stammered, trying to suppress

his excitement, but his voice trembled slightly at the end.
"Brother Jingxing, are you free tonight? I want to, I want to talk to you." Her voice was gentle and melodious.

After so many years, Mingyue's voice was even more beautiful, pleading, making it hard to refuse.
"Okay, okay! You decide the time and place." Zhang Jingxing finally came to his senses and spoke clearly.
"Then see you at the Caesar Hotel at 9 pm." Mingyue had already hung up the phone.
Zhang Jingxing felt a little disappointed. He didn't hear a trace of the affection Mingyue had shown him in his youth. She must have been calling to inquire about

the progress of the case, after all, the person was taken directly from her home. Calling him now, did she really

underestimate him?
Zhang Jingxing had tried to contact Mingyue more than ten times over the past twenty years, but each time he was rejected. Mingyue always used

the excuse of having a family and two daughters to push him away completely. In the end, he gave up hope. It's said the vagina is the

passage to a woman's soul, a passage originally opened for him, but ultimately occupied by that despicable Liu Dongxian

.
From then on, Mingyue never had any contact with Zhang Jingxing again. Zhang Jingxing couldn't understand why women changed so

quickly; once so loving, they would become indifferent after something happened.
Putting those thoughts aside, Zhang Jingxing was still full of anticipation for their appointment that evening.
9 PM, Caesar Grand Hotel. The five-star international hotel exuded grandeur,

dominating . Rows of luxury cars lined the hotel plaza, the men of all shapes and sizes—some handsome and dashing, others

portly. But the women were all undeniably beautiful.
Then, an Audi A4 pulled up, parked, and the door opened. The first thing to touch the ground was

a pair of crystal black open-toe high heels; viewed from the side, the foot formed a graceful arc, like undulating

mountains. Her bare instep, exposed above her shoes, was unsocked, but the natural, snow-white skin beneath only enhanced

her allure .
Then, a beautiful woman stepped out of the car. Her black evening gown, black handbag, and black hair

accentuated her radiant, snow-white skin. The seven-inch heels made her breasts appear even larger,

her waist even slimmer, her hips even fuller, and her legs even more shapely—a perfect display of curves.
The sound of her high heels on the ground was like heavenly music, striking Zhang Jingxing's heart like a

beautiful concerto of violin and cello.
"Are you mesmerized? Brother Jingxing!" the woman called sweetly, waving her black handbag.
Her eyebrows were delicately arched like distant mountains, her phoenix-shaped eyes captivating with every glance. Her delicate nose,

snow-white , and crimson lips were like a proud and alluring red plum blossom in the snow. Her small mouth opened and closed, the sound like pearls

falling onto a jade plate.
"Uh, Yue'er, you, you, you're here now too?" Zhang Jingxing looked at the radiant

face , and stammered again.
"Pfft!" Mingyue laughed, "Brother Jingxing, when did you start stuttering like this?" "It

's been so long since I've seen you, you're even more beautiful now." Zhang Jingxing stared at Mingyue, mesmerized.
Mingyue blushed, then smiled and said, "Brother Jingxing, my husband arrived first and has already ordered.

Let's go in together." "Okay!" Zhang Jingxing felt as if he had swallowed a fly. He had thought he could

have dinner alone with Mingyue, but her husband had come anyway.
Zhang Jingxing immediately regained his composure; at least in front of Mingyue, he couldn't let Liu Dongxian look down on him.
"Oh! Captain Zhang, it's been so long! Come on, let's have a drink!" Liu

Dongxian, though middle-aged, was still as handsome and clean-cut as ever, waving a smile at Zhang Jingxing for a drink.
"I heard you opened a textile company in X City. You two are getting richer and richer. Unlike me?

I'm still just a lowly policeman." Zhang Jingxing downed his drink, offering a perfunctory compliment before sitting down.
The three began reminiscing about their youth, while the dishes on the table were truly delicacies, a feast for the eyes and the palate

.
After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Mingyue finally brought up the real topic of the evening.
"Brother Jingxing, Daren is definitely not the murderer. You can't wrong an innocent person!" Mingyue

said with a hint of coquettishness, though she sat far away from Zhang Jingxing, right next to Liu Dongxian. So Zhang Jingxing

wasn't appreciative. He said, "Whether he's a murderer or not is still unclear. I won't wrong an innocent person, nor

will I let a guilty person go free." "Captain Zhang, look, we've been from the same village since childhood. Please

help me out with this. Take this small token; I absolutely trust you, Captain Zhang, to handle things impartially," Liu

Dongxian said, offering Zhang Jingxing a pack of cigarettes.
"Old Liu, you're too kind. Da Ren is your son-in-law, so he's practically my nephew. How could I not

help my nephew?" Zhang Jingxing didn't accept the cigarettes; he knew they were definitely stuffed with money.
But this matter was tied to his official position. Normally, he would have accepted it. Besides, Liu

Dongxian had stolen his first love, and now he even addressed him as "Captain Zhang"—where was the camaraderie?

He guessed that the two were wealthy men, and they must have connections. They probably asked others first,

and when those couldn't help, they came to him, the one handling the case.
Liu Dongxian gave an awkward smile, put the pack of cigarettes aside, and then he and his wife Mingyue

kept toasting Zhang Jingxing. The liquor gradually disappeared, and Zhang Jingxing was indeed feeling a little dizzy. Mingyue and her husband, however, were almost drunk.

Especially Liu Dongxian, who had to drink with Zhang Jingxing and also shield his wife from drinking, eventually got himself drunk

.
"Jingxing... Brother, you, you can really hold your liquor! I've already arranged a place for you to stay,

we ... we'll stay at a hotel tonight." Mingyue held Zhang Jingxing's arm, her eyes glazed,

the scent of alcohol lingering on her lips.
"Okay!" Zhang Jingxing pretended to be drunk, his hand secretly touching Mingyue's waist, then lightly touching her

ample breasts. Through the smooth, thin fabric, their amazing elasticity was breathtaking.
"Jingxing, don't... be naughty! My, my husband will be in trouble when he wakes up." Mingyue blushed and

scolded playfully.
Zhang Jingxing pretended not to hear, his large hand sliding to Mingyue's round, apple-like buttocks, his fingers lightly probing the cleft.

Ah! What a seductive touch!
Mingyue's mind was a little hazy, but she still instinctively pushed Zhang Jingxing away and stumbled to call for a waiter.
Two waiters, a man and a woman, were present. The woman carried Mingyue ahead, while the man and Zhang Jingxing

supported the limp Liu Dongxian.
Upon reaching the second floor, the waiters, clearly having been instructed beforehand, opened the door with their room cards and escorted the couple

to their room. Zhang Jingxing's room was next door. He opened his room card and was about to enter when he noticed

a petite and beautiful girl kneeling beside the door.
"Boss, wait a moment, let me take off your shoes!" The girl appeared to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with

delicate skin and an extremely docile appearance.
"What's this?" Zhang Jingxing was somewhat surprised. Had the couple hired a prostitute for him tonight?
"I'm here to serve you tonight. From the moment you enter the room, I will be like a servant, at

your beck and call, at your mercy." The girl spoke these shameless words without any embarrassment. She deftly

removed Zhang Jingxing's socks and put on sandals.
"Who arranged this?" Zhang Jingxing felt a surge of anticipation. He wasn't unfamiliar with stealing wild game, but he

'd never tasted such a sweet and tender delicacy.
"It was ordered by Boss Liu. Just enjoy yourself. Boss, why don't you take a bath first? I've already prepared

the water for you." The girl's voice was soft and gentle, very soothing.
Zhang Jingxing, having drunk some alcohol, was a little tipsy. He grabbed the girl, who was only

half , and buried his head in her fragrant neck like a pig.
On the bed, their clothes loosened, and the two were naked. Zhang Jingxing preferred to have sex with women from behind. He had the girl

lie face down on the bed, then thrust his penis into her rear. At the moment of penetration, he thought he saw

something strange in the TV cabinet in front of the bed.
A policeman's sixth sense is always excellent. Zhang Jingxing abruptly stopped the urge to thrust, stood up,

and walked to the TV. With a flick of his wrist, he discovered a camera hidden behind some decorative items.
A cold sweat broke out on Zhang Jingxing's back, followed by a surge of anger rising in his chest. Damn it! Liu Dongxian, Liu Dongxian!

You got to fuck my cunt first, and now you're playing dirty tricks on me.
"Boss, what's this?" The girl looked at Zhang Jingxing's gloomy face with some fear.
"Do you know this? Did Liu Dongxian ask you to do this? I'm a policeman. If you dare lie, I

'll arrest you and put you in jail." Zhang Jingxing handed her the camera.
"No, no, no, boss, I really don't know." The girl didn't seem to be faking it; her shoulders trembled.
"Get out! Go back to where you came from!" Zhang Jingxing had no intention of making things difficult for the girl, but he also had no more desire

to have sex with her.
The girl quickly dressed, opened the door, and left.
Zhang Jingxing felt a surge of displeasure. This person had clearly asked him for a favor, and now he was being framed. Fine!

You, Liu Dongxian, were ruthless first; don't blame me for being ruthless too.
"Miss, do you still have the room key for room 208? I left my things in there. My friend is sleeping

soundly in the room, he's not answering his phone, and no one's coming to open the door even when I knock." Zhang Jingxing found the female staff member from before and

asked her for the room key for Mingyue and her husband's room.
"Well, okay." The female staff member hesitated slightly before getting the room key for Zhang Jingxing. Little did she

know that the three people who had just been chatting and laughing would have ulterior motives.
"Thank you!" Zhang Jingxing raised an eyebrow, somewhat smug.
"Beep!" The door to room 208 opened. It was a door to desire, and also a door to revenge.
Zhang Jingxing quietly entered with his camera. He saw a perfect couple lying on the snow-white bed. The man had sharp eyebrows

and a delicate nose, the woman had a graceful figure; they were a match made in heaven, envied by all.
Zhang Jingxing placed the camera in a spot that could capture the entire bed, adjusted the position, and turned it on!
The two people on the bed were fast asleep, their cheeks flushed under the influence of alcohol, making

the beauty . Her small feet peeked out from under the sheets, her skin, whiter than the sheets themselves,

a tempting allure to Zhang Jingxing like a drug.
Zhang Jingxing's hands trembled as he grasped them, saliva involuntarily spilling from the corners of his mouth. Those slender, jade-like

toes, neatly arranged, resembled bamboo shoots just about to sprout. The arches were like the moon, the insteps like jade, the soles like

snow , and the fragrance intoxicating. What a captivating pair of jade feet! Yet, these beautiful feet had only been played with by that bastard Liu

Dongxian.
Now, these beautiful feet were in his grasp! Zhang Jingxing's blood surged, his lust uncontrollable. His

tongue stretched out like a dog's, like a damp cloth, wiping the moon-like, jade-like feet. Smooth

as ice cream, warm and fragrant as jade, it made one's saliva flow uncontrollably when held in the mouth.
"Mmm!" Mingyue let out a soft cry, her legs slightly retracting. This startled Zhang Jingxing, who froze, only relaxing when he saw that Mingyue

hadn't woken up.
Zhang Jingxing took off his shoes and knelt on the bed. He first secretly kissed Mingyue's luscious red lips; the scent of

lipstick mixed with the aroma of wine, as delicious as grape rum. Then he lifted the blanket at the bottom,

revealing her smooth ankles and slender legs, truly breathtaking. Especially

the cleft between her thighs, hidden by her long black skirt, the mysterious thing hidden beneath the skirt, truly arousing the heart.
Zhang Jingxing yanked open the skirt, revealing only a black lace panty underneath. The white cleft of her buttocks was deep and

beautiful, and the veins at the base of her thighs were so white that one could faintly see the bluish-purple veins. Zhang Jingxing couldn't wait to kiss her.

He began kissing from the edge of her panties, a patch of white, before moving to the slightly smelly black fabric.
His fingers probed the opening, finding it dry and clean, yet the tender flesh was unusually warm and

firm . The smooth, hairless vulva, when parted by his fingers, revealed layers of flesh tightly gripping Zhang Jingxing's

fingers. Had she been rarely explored? Indeed, Liu Dongxian's small penis could only

probe the entrance an inch at most.
Zhang Jingxing secretly observed Mingyue's face, noticing her eyes were still closed, unmoved by

his actions.
He pulled the thin lace fabric aside, and the beautiful labia, squeezed by the edge of her panties,

overflowed with plump, bright red flesh. After the caresses, some clear fluid had seeped from the opening, making

the pink areas even pinker, and the white areas even whiter.
Zhang Jingxing's tongue sprang out, unstoppable like a dragon crossing a river, swiftly gliding over the beautiful flesh.

Then like a snail climbing a ladder, he savored and sipped slowly. All the lustful fluids were absorbed into his mouth, while his own saliva

soaked the cloth.
While sucking on Mingyue's lower body, Zhang Jingxing grabbed and squeezed her large, white buttocks. The dough-like

buttocks were pressed against the bed, and the tender flesh that was squeezed out became even more elastic. Even with Zhang Jingxing's bold actions,

Mingyue did not wake up, which made him even more unrestrained.
Zhang Jingxing wanted to undo Mingyue's evening dress, but he was not good at it and ended up sweating profusely.

He could only rub those proud breasts through the clothes, which was a bit of a shortcoming. However, he could also put his hand

inside Mingyue's neck, but the front was too tight, and his fingers could only reach a small part of the breast. But even this small

area was enough to make Zhang Jingxing feel ecstatic.
After rubbing for a while, Zhang Jingxing's desire was no longer satisfied. He gently lifted Mingyue's thighs,

pulled off the panties pressing between her buttocks, and finally saw the full view of her beautiful vulva. This once virgin territory, he was only truly seeing it again

after more than twenty years.
Zhang Jingxing held his penis, gently rubbing the large glans against the tender flesh of her labia majora; the smooth, hairless

skin felt cool and comfortable. He pressed his fingers against the glans, gently squeezing it into the tender opening, but it immediately slipped

out . This opening was so tight, and so slippery.
Zhang Jingxing hardened his heart, his penis piercing in like a dagger, the rapid thrust even squeezing out water. Mingyue groaned

softly and slowly woke up. She saw Zhang Jingxing on top of her, and the alcohol immediately sobered her up considerably. She was about to scream,

but he covered her mouth.
"Pfft! Pfft!" Only then did Zhang Jingxing realize that the vaginal opening was narrow, but the tender passage inside was not

as , and the honey hole was very deep; his long penis hadn't even penetrated all the way in.
Seeing that Mingyue had been woken up, Zhang Jingxing felt relieved and laughed with a sense of satisfaction. "

You asked for this! You dared to secretly record me, trying to blackmail me?
" "Ah!" Zhang Jingxing cried out softly. Mingyue had bitten his hand. Enraged, Zhang Jingxing

didn't with his hand, but instead thrust rapidly with his erect penis. Offense was the best defense!
"Ugh!" Mingyue felt a tingling sensation in her lower body, a wave of pleasure that was even

more intense than the enormous dildo. Her teeth loosened, and she no longer bit Zhang Jingxing's hand so hard.
But tears silently streamed from Mingyue's bright eyes, tears for her lost virginity,

tears for the shameful pleasure.
Her husband was right beside her, and she was having sex with her first love. Mingyue was filled with shame. She

closed , and the tears that had already overflowed were squeezed out again, flowing down her cheeks. Tears of a beautiful woman are heartbreaking, but Mingyue's

tears only excited Zhang Jingxing. He thrust his hips forcefully, his thick penis plunging deep into Mingyue's body.

Then he pulled out forcefully, pulling out a little of the tender flesh from the entrance, like intestines turning inside

out , the scarlet vaginal walls seeming to steam.
Pleasure eventually comes, and Zhang Jingxing hadn't expected it to come so quickly. In less than 10 minutes, he

ejaculated profusely inside her. It was a pity; Zhang Jingxing wanted to have another round, but seeing Mingyue's tragically beautiful

face, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
He gently lowered his hand; the hand that Mingyue had bitten until it bled no longer hurt so much. It was worth it;

his first love had finally been taken by him, and right next to this bastard! It was exhilarating!
"Are you smug? Are you satisfied?" Mingyue's voice still trembled with sobs.
"Hmph! You were the ones who wronged me first. I was just doing what you wanted. You wanted my live

sex show, didn't you? Well, here I am, putting on a show for you. Only the female lead has changed, hehe!" Zhang Jingxing chuckled

sinisterly .
Mingyue's face paled. She now realized that she had lost both her money and her reputation. "Where's the camera?"

"Isn't it that one?" Zhang Jingxing gestured with his chin, indicating it was there.
Mingyue, ignoring her exposed white buttocks under her skirt, got off the bed to take the camera down. But Zhang Jingxing

beat it.
"Hehe, I'd like to keep this. These erotic scenes don't happen every day." Zhang

Jingxing held the camera in his hand, looking at it like a precious treasure.
"You!" Mingyue was speechless. As the saying goes, you reap what you sow.
"Then, you have to settle things with my son-in-law, or else, or I won't let you off the hook!" Mingyue quickly

bargained .
"Hehe, I'll handle this." Zhang Jingxing said as he pulled up his pants, glanced at

Liu Dongxian who was still lying dead, smiled contemptuously, and then walked out of the room.
The moment he closed the door, Zhang Jingxing saw Mingyue still sitting listlessly on the bed, lost in

thought.
Zhang Jingxing felt lightheaded, as if he'd lost a few pounds. Not only had he slept with

his beautiful first love, but the case had also made new progress.
Originally, there was still a week before the order from above, which had Zhang Jingxing anxiously waiting, but the suspect, Wang Hongtao, had jumped

off a , driven to suicide by debt collectors. The playboy Li Qiming owed him money, and he also owed money to others; the

playboy had died, and he had
no choice but to die with him. Zhang Jingxing was overjoyed, like he'd struck gold. He immediately linked all the clues to this dead man,

attaching all the evidence, both verifiable and unverifiable, to Wang Hongtao.
The case was closed, and everyone was happy.
Today was the commendation ceremony, and Zhang Jingxing got up very early, shaving his stubble cleanly.

He straightened his black police uniform, only to find that the once gleaming badge on his cap was now dull and

lifeless.
Neighbors greeted him from afar as they saw him leave,
but Zhang Jingxing seemed not to hear them, leaving only a staggering silhouette in the distance.
(To be continued
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