【Seven-Colored Roses】- Collection (Updated to the Women's Honor Guard)

Author: shenhou2
Published on December 21, 2015 on 1024 Forum

Seven-Colored Rose - Part 1 Nightmare Pearl Island

"Hello, this is rainbow-rosesdetectico
ncomany," a sweet, standard American English voice rang out from the other end of the phone. The person answering
the phone could imagine from the voice that the person sitting in front of the phone holding the receiver was a standard American beauty. As the receptionist of the internationally renowned beauty detective agency, Julia not only had a sweet voice, but also had the signature golden blonde hair of
an American beauty , the smooth blonde hair flowing freely down her back, highlighting Julia's high collarbone. A well-fitting dark blue turtleneck sweater draped over the slender, upright shoulders of the beautiful woman. The finely knitted neckline neatly protected her fair, long neck. Julia's slender waist and rounded, full hips formed a perfect S-curve, constricted by tight-fitting jeans. Despite her stunning figure, this recent graduate had only size 36 feet, which were discreetly hidden in a pair of scarlet Prada high heels. The 　　blonde beauty, Julia, was quite satisfied with her current job as a receptionist. Moreover, her job was indeed enviable . The Seven Color Rose Detective Agency's generous salary was more than enough to satisfy the extravagant vanity of a young woman fresh out of a prestigious university. Furthermore, the work at the Seven Color Rose International Detective Agency was anything but boring; it was full of exciting professional challenges. Each case was an imaginative global journey, and the Roses, with their exceptional skills, were invincible . "Although I'm just a receptionist at the front desk at first, I'm sure my beauty and abilities will quickly earn the approval of the ladies. I really want to handle some cases myself," Julia thought to herself with a smug grin. 　　The renowned Rainbow Rose Detective Agency is no ordinary agency. It's a beautiful detective agency composed of seven highly skilled women, each with their own unique talents. The agency specializes in handling international investigations. Because these cases involve transnational issues, governments generally can't intervene; they rely on independent private investigators traveling between countries to investigate and resolve them. Therefore, the Rainbow Rose detectives are all exceptionally beautiful women from different countries. 　　In March 2014, a special client . It's worth noting that international investigations are relatively rare; the Rainbow Rose Detective Agency only handles a few cases a year, but each one requires the most professional personnel , resulting in incredibly high commissions. The agency could go six months without a client, and then make enough to last a year . Normally, only Julia is responsible for reception at the agency. 　　Julia, with her long, slender legs, quickly led the guest to the quiet reception room, then personally served him a cup of fragrant Blue Mountain coffee. The two sat on a large, comfortable leather sofa and began to talk. The guest was a man in his forties with Asian features who introduced himself as Mike. Mike's eyes kept darting to Julia's tall, sexy figure, and his groin throbbed with desire. Julia didn't seem to mind; as the face of the Seven-Colored sometimes had to rely on her beauty to attract clients, which wouldn't tarnish the agency's reputation. Indeed, Julia, a graduate of an Ivy League university, exuded an intellectual air, and coupled with her blonde beauty and 173cm hot figure, she was truly a natural beauty. "I wonder how much a beauty of this caliber costs for a night?" Mike thought lewdly to himself. 　　Julia smiled and inquired about the purpose of the guest's visit. It turned out that Mike represented a cross-regional human rights organization. Mike explained that human organ trafficking has recently become rampant worldwide, with most of the organs flowing from Asia to Europe and America. Evidence suggests that the renowned international medical organization, ICU, is involved in numerous cases of forced organ harvesting. However, because it is an international organization headquartered overseas, it's difficult for national judicial to follow up. Therefore, they rely on international detectives to independently obtain evidence and then hand it over to international police . 　　Hearing Mike's explanation, Julia's slender feet, clad in leather high heels, felt a surge of excitement. This was a major case! The detective agency hadn't had any decent cases in the past six months. Mike promised that once they obtained strong evidence of ICU crimes, the human rights organization would immediately pay the detectives $2.5 million from donations from around the world, plus an initial $500,000 for operating expenses and a deposit. Julia thought that if they pulled off this deal, she could at least buy a BMW sports car with the money her sisters split. However, she also knew that this time, it would likely be her seven detective sisters who would be handling the case. Julia and her client Mike quickly finalized the details of the agreement, and the shrewd Julia accepted the case . Finally, Julia assured her client, "Mr. Mike, since you trust Rainbow Rose so much, we won't let you down. I think you'll soon have solid evidence." Mike smiled and nodded. "Ms. Julia, I hope you prioritize safety. I don't want anything to happen to our beautiful detectives, haha." 　　As Mike walked out of the office, a sinister smile crept across his face. "I wonder how . I wonder if I'll have the honor of tasting those delicate, beautiful feet of a tall woman. That little bitch has some nerve, accepting my case like that. This is no simple matter. Are the female detectives lambs to the slaughter, or is it a double win? We'll see how they perform." The beauties of Rainbow Rose probably had no idea that an invisible net had been cast upon them. 　　The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. In a secluded mountain pavilion nestled amidst picturesque landscapes, a beautiful woman in white, ethereal and graceful, moved with the profound essence of Tai Chi. At the tender age of thirty, her aura was ethereal and refined , her body sculpted like jade, her skin as white as snow. Her hands, moving with the fluid grace of the Tai Chi movements, were as delicate and exquisite as white porcelain. The woman in white possessed a perfect 165cm height, her supple figure showcasing the golden ratio of womanhood. Her snow-white shoulders seemed divinely created, and her delicate feet wore simple black round-toed practice shoes. She wore a pure white Tai Chi uniform, and the serene mountain scenery made her appear as if she had stepped out of ancient times. "Compared to Feng Qiong, she is beautiful whether adorned or plain. 　　" An Feng Qiong finished a standard 36-form Tai Chi routine, letting out a soft sigh. She couldn't help but recall the message Julia had sent that morning. As the president of the Seven-Colored Rose Detective Agency and the eldest of the seven beauties, she had to...

Always maintain a calm mind. An Fengqiong is no ordinary woman. Born into a family of martial arts practitioners, she
inherited the exquisite skills of Chinese Tai Chi from her father from a young age. An outstanding student, she also
earned a Juris Doctor degree from Yale University, making her a goddess-like figure with both literary and martial talents. Moreover, An Fengqiong is
a , believing that women can also become great heroes, defeating all evil forces and making world-changing
feats, without needing men's protection. Therefore, after graduation, she formed
the Seven-Colored Rose Detective Agency with six like-minded beauties, a team of only women handling high-risk cases. At thirty years old, the goddess An Fengqiong's romantic
history isn't particularly rich. She once had the passion of a young girl, but now she's slowly settled into the ordinariness of life. It remains to
be seen what kind of man can still win the heart of this beautiful An Fengqiong.

An Fengqiong knows it seems she'll have to discuss how to handle this case with her sisters again. The sisters
will meet in New York. The beautiful detectives of the Rainbow Rose Detective Agency don't usually
work . Each has their own social circle. Julia handles reception, while Ruth, the Black
woman, manages the agency's daily operations. The Rainbow Rose Detective Agency is located in a 20-story
office building in Queens, New York.
The agency . Without a phone call, few would guess it's
a women's agency handling international cases. However, stepping inside, you'll be
impressed by the clean, modern decor and high-tech equipment. Each of the seven detectives has her own private office, and through
the floor-to-ceiling windows in the lobby, the skyscrapers of Manhattan are clearly visible.

Today, the small conference room is bustling with activity. Four radiant beauties sit on either side of a circular sofa
, intently reviewing files on the target on the coffee table. "Julia, are you really sure
this deal has a 2.5 million commission? This human rights organization seems like a shell company to me."
A clear, sweet voice came from an
Asian beauty with large feet in playful white Nike sneakers propped up on the edge of the coffee table.

"Wei Xue, sister, is that even a question? The client has already signed the contract, everyone
has seen the details, and the client has already given us a 500,000 deposit. With such a big deal,
everyone's making money, and you'll have money to support your little boy again, right?" Hearing Julia's slightly teasing remark, Wei
Xue's fair face flushed. Did her sisters already know her secret?

This beautiful Eastern woman is named Wei Xue. She is An Fengqiong's close friend from their time in China and
one of the seven founding sisters of the detective agency. Unlike other beauties who are either feminist celibates or
pleasure-seeking women, Wei Xue, at the young age of 29, married an
honest She was the first of the seven roses to enter into marriage. Married life was uneventful,
nothing like the excitement and adventure of detective work. Wei Xue, being a natural optimist,
soon left her husband at home and returned to her old profession with her sisters. Wei

Xue is gentle and skilled at handling interpersonal relationships; she is the glue that holds the detective agency together. Whenever there are conflicts
among , Wei Xue always finds a way to patiently resolve them. When An Fengqiong started Seven Color Rose, she faced numerous
obstacles . Her best friend, Wei Xue, readily joined in to help, and has been helping ever since. Initially, Wei
Xue assisted An Fengqiong with front desk and management tasks. As the detective agency thrived, Wei Xue also
took on some cases. Although Wei Xue, now a married woman, had considered leaving several times,
she couldn't bear to sever her bonds with her fellow women.

While Wei Xue possesses a pure, mature charm, lacking Julia's tall, intellectual presence or
An Fengqiong's ethereal, breathtaking beauty, her beauty is imbued with the richness and flavor of life. Wei Xue is only 162cm tall
, and her legs are not long and slender. She also has a pair of large, wide feet (size 40), which means she has never worn high heels since childhood . She always chooses various flat shoes. Over the years, with the constant wear and tear from canvas shoes and sneakers with
poor breathability , Wei Xue's fair feet have developed a unique sock scent. The sour smell of canvas and rubber often makes Wei Xue blush, but this smell is also the best aphrodisiac for some men. 　　Wei Xue's face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her cheeks as pink and tender as a peeled egg. Her full, delicate red lips were like a cherry blossom, capable of playing both flute and xiao simultaneously. Don't underestimate Wei Xue's mouth; she was not only quick-witted and a star debater in university, but her voice was also sweet and clear, comparable to a professional voice actress, and capable of a variety of alluring tones. Wei Xue knew she was incredibly versatile in bed; her honeyed moans could make a hard-boiled man ejaculate in 30 seconds. 　　Wei Xue's marital life with her husband, Zhang Xu, was always lukewarm. Every night before bed, her husband would press himself firmly onto her languid body, his erect penis parting her slippery vulva, beginning his conquest. "Husband, I want...husband, fuck Xue Xue hard...husband, cherish your little kitten..." "..." But under Xue Meimei's sweet and melodious moans, Zhang Xu quickly ejaculated, his limp penis sliding weakly out of her ripe and luscious vagina. Every time they made love, our Xue Meimei was always left unsatisfied. Wei Xue looked at her husband lying to the side, feeling empty inside. She tried to calm her burning desire and smiled helplessly. Wei Xue looked at her husband Zhang Xu lying limply on the bed. Feeling guilty, Madam Zhang gently and considerately got up and knelt down between her husband's legs. She used her carefully painted, fiery red lips to blow and sing on her husband's penis to make up for it. Wei Xue's oral skills and appearance were both excellent. Her fragrant tongue swirled and teased the soft flesh in her mouth. She repeatedly pressed her husband's penis . Soon, her husband's penis trembled and hardened again. Wei Xue seized the opportunity, lowered her head and buried her face deep, cleaning the sticky fluid off her husband's penis with a standard deep throat. Then, the wife Wei Xue gently got off the bed and went to the bathroom. 　　In truth, Wei Xue harbored a different kind of bitterness. The reason was simple: her mundane marriage spurred her to secretly keep a younger man outside her husband's life. Each time, under the pretext of being busy with detective work or traveling the world at irregular intervals, Wei Xue would go to her lover's house to seek the feeling of being a queen. Unlike her gentle submissiveness with her husband, in this clandestine sexual relationship, Wei Xue was the absolute ruler.

The older sister, accustomed to a dominant woman-on-top position, straddled the younger man's waist, her small hands pressing firmly against his chest
. Her snow-white, naked upper body was glistening with sweat, and her legs, clad in black stockings, teased his erogenous zones .
Her strong, beautiful feet gripped his waist, and her aroused, open labia majora enveloped
his erect penis. Wei Xue used her full hips to forcefully control the rhythm of intercourse, the beauty slowly conquering the man's virility with each rise and fall of her round,
plump buttocks. Moreover, oral sex was
performed in reverse; Wei Xue enjoyed sitting on the younger man's face, feeling his inexperienced tongue repeatedly moistening her wet, moist vulva
. After each intimate encounter, Wei Xue would leave an envelope full of money before departing. Looking at
her lover still asleep on the bed, Wei Xue sighed, "Perhaps the younger man's world only consists of his queenly sister and games."
Even the obedient wife in her husband's eyes needed a different life. Wei Xue quietly closed the door.

The detective agency meeting was still ongoing. "Could it be that they know all my secrets?"
Thinking of the two completely different sexual experiences, Wei Xue felt a sudden, inexplicable flutter in her flower path. "It seems I must maintain my image as a virtuous wife in front of
them ," she thought. With that, Wei Xue smiled and replied, "Little sister, are
you perhaps feeling horny? It's alright, I'll definitely introduce you to a few handsome Eastern men. Even if you fancy my
old Zhang ."

"Sister is truly a perfect wife, even introducing women to her husband. It's
my honor " Julia replied with a smile.

"Alright, enough with the formalities. You sisters shouldn't joke like this. Let's get down to business.
Julia, you sure this client is alright? I have a bad feeling about this," the eldest sister, An Fengqiong, timely stopped
the nonsensical chatter.

"Dear Ann, you Easterners are too cautious. So what if there's a problem? Rainbow
Rose has no projects they can't handle. Once we get the evidence, we're not afraid he won't pay his commission. Besides,
this also ridding the people of a great scourge!" Before Julia could answer, the last of the four beauties in the meeting room, the Latina
bombshell, spoke up.

In the Rainbow Rose Detective Agency, where beauties abound, the sexy, fiery, and daring Brazilian beauty,
Eva Monica is definitely a wild and radiant presence. Born in the carnival-filled country of Brazil,
she moved to the United States with her parents at the age of seven. Monica always charges to the front lines of the detective agency with her sun-kissed passion. Flowing brown
hair, perfectly tanned bronze skin, a pair of large, bright, captivating eyes above a high-bridged nose,
perfect proportions, and alluring long legs combine to create Monica's fiery Latin American charm. Don't
mistake the fiery Monica for just a pretty face. Not only is she fluent in English and
multiple Latin-based languages, but she's also a professional Latin dance instructor. Her Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu will make any challenger
regret .

This free-spirited Latin dancer is a natural sexual chauvinist; her blatant allure is the most potent seductive poison for
men . If it feels good, she'll go to bed with him. Monica is a master of one-night stands.
Immersed in nightclubs every day, Monica dresses boldly and daringly, her long, sexy legs always clad in a sheer
short skirt that barely conceals her shape. Her slender feet are shod in slightly heeled sandals, and she wears a brightly colored
tank . Her long, flowing hair cascades over her bronze shoulders. Her fiery dance moves and revealing attire make Monica
the undisputed queen of nightclubs and bars, with countless handsome men falling at her feet. Monica has
a peculiar habit: her voluptuous body dislikes the constraints of underwear, so she almost always goes braless,
making it convenient for her to have sex with handsome men.

Today, having just arrived at the detective agency after landing, Monica is feeling down because she has just experienced an
unexpected rape. The night before flying to New York, Monica, with her alluring figure
, danced and drank heavily , frequently flirting with the men drinking there, attracting a group of lecherous men who
were unusually aroused. However, after dancing a few Latin dances, Monica felt bored. Firstly, she couldn't find any suitable prey,
and secondly, no man approached her. As the night grew deeper, the men gradually left.
Disappointed to her hotel to rest. Monica was staying in a suite on the seventeenth floor of the hotel. As the tired Monica
stepped out of the elevator and was about to open her hotel room door, suddenly one of the men who had been in the elevator with her quickly walked up
behind her , pressed himself against the hot woman's back, and swiftly pressed his hard object against Monica's lower back.

Monica suppressed a gasp that threatened to escape her lips, her body tense with nervousness. "Beautiful lady, don't be nervous.
I advise you to behave yourself and not scream. I don't want the knife in my hand to hurt your slender waist,"
said a man with a Mexican accent. Monica snapped out of her shock. Not wanting to provoke him,
she subconsciously raised her long, slender arms, obediently lifting her hands, painted with bright red nail polish. Then
, she laid her body flat against the hard hotel room door, whispering, "No, no, don't hurt me. I'll give
you money, I'll do whatever you say." She glanced up instinctively; the person pressing against her was a tall, thin Mexican youth.
"He's not my type, but there's nothing I can do about it, let it be," Monica sighed inwardly. "
Where's the room key?" she asked in a low voice. The thug's right hand reached out to Monica's chest, pinching
one of the proud breasts of a Latina woman, squeezing the nipple hard between two fingers. Monica's body went limp,
and her hands were already raised high above her head, clasped together. Monica pointed down with her left hand to
the pocket on her skirt, indicating to the thug that the room key was in the pocket. The thug's left hand, still holding the knife, remained firmly against Monica's hot
body. He withdrew his right hand, retrieved a room key from his skirt pocket, swiped it, and pushed Monica into the room. The door
immediately locked from the inside. "Looks like I've run into a pro. Sigh..." Monica, her beautiful arms outstretched, was shoved into the hotel bathroom

without hesitation by the thug, who pressed the Latina beauty's face against the white-tiled wall. "Kneel down . Don't try anything funny," the thug commanded. Monica's body, under his control, twisted unwillingly a few times, her legs going weak as she slid down the wall to her knees on the cold tiles. The thug behind her seized the opportunity, grabbing Monica's long hair and pulling it down . Monica's angular face flipped back to meet the thug's gaze. The thug lewdly grinned, "I've had my eye on you since the bar . Your dancing was pretty sexy. If you behave, I'll just play with you. If you don't, you'll regret it."

"Handsome, why bother?" Monica forced a seductive smile. "I
'd gladly Put the knife away and I'll make you happy."

The thug sneered, grabbed a cable tie from the bathroom, and made Monica cross
her wrists . Under the threat of the knife, Monica had no choice but to comply. The cable tie tightly bound her slender wrists
, rendering her essentially powerless to resist. The thug pulled Monica up from the ground, his right hand pinching
her pert buttocks through her thin silk skirt, his finger tracing towards her mysterious triangle. Suddenly, the thug
lewdly chuckled "Bitch, you're not exactly innocent either." Monica realized her
secret of not wearing underwear had been discovered, and her face flushed. The thug's cold blade was already pressed against Monica's long
neck , while his right hand slid down her smooth thigh to remove the strappy flat sandals from her feet.
Under duress, Monica willingly offered one foot to the man, allowing him to easily remove her red shoe.
The man's right hand manipulated her slender, bare foot, his thumbnail tracing the tender sole that had been
intimately Monica let out a soft groan in protest. The thug then removed the other
sandal, leaving Monica barefoot on the cold bathroom floor. Without shoes, her feet
were significantly less dangerous. The thug's dirty hands began to slowly pull down the thin gauze dress tied around her waist, leaving her
completely naked from the waist down. Then, wearing only a tank top, Monica was obediently led out of the bathroom,
her long, beautiful legs taut, her arms tied behind her back, standing on the soft carpet in front of the hotel double bed. Seeing
Monica 's submissive and resigned demeanor, the thug didn't hold back. He pushed Monica's shoulder, and the hot girl
's firm, fleshy legs naturally fell to her knees on the bed. She leaned forward, spreading her legs wide,
revealing her naked lower body to the thug, displaying her tender vulva and round anus. Seeing Monica willingly assuming this submissive position
, the thug was taken aback. He unbuckled his belt, then lewdly grinned and pressed down on her, pulling out his large penis and rubbing it against
Monica's thick labia a few times. The large, hot glans made Monica tremble. In fact, Monica
's lower body was already soaking wet, and her plump buttocks rhythmically thrust backward with the thug's teasing.

"Slut, fuck you," the man cursed under his breath. "Hurry up, handsome, if you want it, come
on , fuck me," Monica moaned. The well-lubricated penis slid into her hole, followed by powerful
piston-like movements. The penis pounded in and out of her plump buttocks like a pile driver. The man felt like he was riding a wild mare
, and he soared to the sky amidst Monica's high-pitched moans.

Monica, seemingly limp from being fucked, was turned over from her kneeling position and laid flat on the bed. Her hands, tightly bound behind
her back were pinned down and she couldn't resist. Her long legs were raised high and placed on the man's shoulders, her firm yet supple
legs being constantly played with. Unlike the previous storm, in this position, Monica's vagina slowly
swallowed and released the man's penis, allowing the dominant man to fully experience the warmth and tightness of Monica's vagina. Latina
women are generally born with deep cleavage and wide hips, so their vaginas are longer than those of ordinary women. Monica's figure is even
taller, so Monica's vaginal diameter is half again as long as Wei Xue's Eastern vagina. As a result, Monica's sexual desire
is very strong and often unsatisfied, forcing her to constantly hunt for other women.

The thug groped Monica's long, beautiful legs, squeezing her taut thighs to feel
the strength within them. Her shapely calves were sometimes pressed onto her shoulders, and he ordered her to lick the insteps of her
feet . Other times, she was made into a sexy split. Monica's years of dance training allowed
him to fully enjoy the incredible flexibility of her legs.

While thrusting his penis into her warm, moist vagina, the thug marveled at how these exquisite legs, when paired with various
colored stockings, would surely drive him to exhaustion. The seemingly languid Monica lay limply on the bed
, a submissive slave to his large penis. Suddenly, the beautiful woman opened her captivating eyes and smiled, saying, "Baby, is it good?
I think we should stop here." The thug was startled, and before he could react, he felt a beautiful foot press against
his temple. His last thought before losing consciousness was why he hadn't tied those legs up too.

At dawn, Monica stood at a distance watching the disheveled Mexican man being led out of the hotel by the police, getting into a police car and driving
away . She thought to herself, "Although your penis felt good, rape isn't what I like.
Sorry, bye-bye, baby." "I'm going to be Detective Monica again," she said, turning and boarding
the plane to New York.

"Looks like only the three of us arrived on time, baby. If
we had finished the job while the others were still on vacation, wouldn't we have split the money?" Monica
said, blinking her beautiful eyes.

"You're right, but it's not that simple. Do you know anything about ICU? Besides, the
detective agency's rule is that no matter who earns the money, the sisters always split it equally. Julia, tell us what you've found out,"
the agency president, Ahn Bong-kyung, said sternly.

"Okay, I've found out some things. I wonder if I can go on this mission with the sisters?"
Julia asked tentatively. "No, you're still young," the women said in unison.

ICU International Medical Corporation is a for-profit
medical . ICU's organ transplant technology is considered world-class, encompassing not only traditional kidney and
retinal transplants but also innovative skin and limb transplants. ICU's global transplant center
is not located in any single country but on Pearl Island, a private island in the Pacific Ocean near Hawaii.
The island is owned by the multinational conglomerate Cole, and ICU's lease of the entire island
is intended to circumvent certain national and regional legal issues. According to client Mike, thousands of
wealthy individuals from around the world travel to Hawaii annually under the guise of vacation, using Pearl Island as a stopover for organ trafficking and transplantation.
The source is highly questionable, with reports suggesting illegal smuggling and live organ harvesting. Donors are primarily from
impoverished regions in Asia and Africa, and Pearl Island is believed to house these donors in facilities.

"Mike asked us to find a way to enter Pearl Island and obtain concrete evidence of the ICU's crimes so that we could mobilize
the Interpol to enforce the law. The evidence could be photos, videos, documents—any form—and the more detailed the better
. However, we must remember that Pearl Island is not private territory belonging to any country, so if anything unexpected happens, the human rights group..."
"We won't admit to the deal with the detective agency." Julia, with her prestigious university education, clearly explained
the contents of the commission.

"Looks like there's no such thing as a free lunch. Entrusting a matter that police in various countries can't handle to our detective agency
, what a clever plan." Wei Xue said calmly.

"Xue Xue, why are you so melancholy? It's just dealing with a few doctors in white coats.
The three of us female detectives can handle the task. I'm definitely making money from this," Monica said proudly.

"We can't be careless. Doing things on private territory can be very troublesome if something goes wrong. I think
we should wait until all the sisters are here before we talk about it," An Fengqiong's cool and steady voice always had an air of authority.

At this moment, Julia said softly, "I know there's an ICU
nationwide that specializes in receiving guests going to Pearl Island. Pearl Island is also a world-renowned private
resort. Could we go there to investigate first?" Julia didn't want to just sit in the office processing data and
earn a fixed salary. This big case meant she'd get a share of the profits if she participated, so she quickly
threw out her bait.

"Great! Los Angeles is no problem. Xuexue and I will go to Los Angeles first. If we find any clues,
we'll all meet in Hawaii. An, you just wait here for those pampered ladies." Monica said happily; she
had long wanted to go to Los Angeles.

"That's right, let's go to Los Angeles first to improve efficiency. The sooner we finish the case, the sooner we get
paid and can go home to our husbands." Wei Xue also chimed in. Seeing their insistence, An Fengqiong didn't say anything and nodded
in agreement.

"Sister, I'd like to go to Los Angeles with you guys this time for some training. The three of us can
look out for each other. I'll definitely listen to you two sisters," Julia quickly interjected. The enthusiastic Monica
agreed without hesitation, and Wei Xue nodded with a smile. Only An Fengqiong frowned, having a bad feeling.

Delta Airlines' passenger plane slowly landed on the runway of Los Angeles International Airport. Three
stunningly beautiful women walked out of the terminal. In front was Monica, a Latina hottie wearing pink shorts that showed off her light brown legs.
Next to her walked Wei Xue, a married woman carrying a dark handbag, wearing a navy blue women's suit, a narrow skirt, and flat women's shoes,
with alluring flesh-colored stockings on her legs. Behind them followed an intellectual beauty with a slightly naive look, struggling
to drag two large black leather suitcases containing various equipment needed by the three detectives.

After getting off the plane and arriving at the hotel, Monica went straight to the bar to have some fun.
Under the stern gaze of her older sister Wei Xue, Julia obediently followed Wei Xue back to the room to rest. Actually, Wei Xue also wanted to go to the nightclub, but she had to maintain her image in front of
her younger sister .

Once in the room, sitting on the soft bed, Wei Xue relaxed and freed her two tender feet from the
orange slippers. The unique scent of silk stockings mixed with the fragrance of Wei Xue's sweaty feet filled the room.
Wei Xue comfortably rubbed her silk-stockinged feet to relieve the fatigue, thinking that her honest and simple husband never thought of using
his wife's feet. But if he did, her feet would be very ticklish. If she used these two to serve
her husband , she would probably be unable to bear the tickling before he even ejaculated. Her feet smelled really special. She wondered
if her husband liked it. Maybe she should wear leather boots one day to improve her sock scent. Speaking of sock scent,
cotton socks with a sweaty fragrance are the most alluring. She wondered if her sock scent could arouse her husband's desire. Wei Xue
rubbed daydreaming.

Julia, lying on the next bed, inhaled the unique, intoxicating scent of Xue's socks and sighed inwardly. Women with
husbands were truly different; their scents were much stronger than her own. Little did she know that Wei Xue had
more than one husband to care for her. Sitting on the other bed, Julia took off her
sneakers , and pulled off her striped cartoon socks, revealing her fair, rosy feet. She gently massaged them to relieve her fatigue and slowly
fell asleep.

The next morning, the three beautiful detectives, without any equipment, arrived at the reception
desk of the ICU Los Angeles Center. Monica and Julia first pretended to be good colleagues from work, inviting each other on a vacation. The receptionist coldly
stated that the beautiful beaches and numerous treatment programs at Pearl Island were closed. When asked about transplantation,
the receptionist became evasive and unwilling to discuss it further.

The two returned empty-handed, and Wei Xue had to ask Xue to handle it. In the Seven-Colored Roses,
no one could match Wei Xue's acting talent. Thanks to her role as a key member of the drama club in college, she possessed a refined demeanor and
a versatile . Today, Wei Xue specially donned a long casual trench coat and applied elaborate makeup, posing as
the mistress of a high-ranking Chinese government official, staying in a mistress village in Los Angeles. Wei Xue first told the receptionist that her Chinese
lover had recently been diagnosed with kidney problems and, distrustful of mainland China's medical standards, was seeking ICU care,
implying that money was not an issue. The receptionist's eyes lit up, stating that once they arrived at Pearl Island, a matching donor would be guaranteed,
and that the transplant technology was advanced. When Wei Xue inquired about the donors and the detailed conditions at Pearl Island, the receptionist waved her hand, saying,
"The donor source is reliable. If you don't trust us, Pearl Island welcomes you to come and see for yourself."

The three returned and discussed it. It seemed Pearl Island indeed had problems. Normally,
finding a donor takes time, and they couldn't just claim to have one without checking for a match, unless they had a large number of donors with various matching needs
. However, the three hesitated about the opportunity to go to the island. They couldn't let Wei Xue risk going alone,
and going together would be difficult to explain their relationship to the receptionist. "I think we should wait until Feng Qiong arrives before making any decisions.
It's not appropriate for just the few of us to go too far," Wei Xue said calmly.

Although Monica was eager to take the plunge, she didn't say anything after hearing Wei Xue
's suggestion. "Actually, I can accompany Sister Wei Xue to the island as her English translator. It would be much safer with just the two of us, and
we can also provide support when the main group arrives," Julia interjected. She thought to herself that once everyone arrived, she, as a mere
receptionist, would probably have to go back to New York to wait for news. If she performed a great service this time, she might become a full-fledged
detective .

Wei Xue wanted to scold her for being nosy, but if she said she was afraid to go, wouldn't she be laughed at by a new girl
? After thinking for a moment, she remained silent. Monica was delighted. "Great idea! I'll find a boat in Hawaii to pick
you . You two can take the main route, and I'll take the covert route. The three of us can scout ahead on the island first."

The matter was settled. Wei Xue hastily sent an email to An Fengqiong explaining the arrangements for the three of them before
preparing to go to the island. If Wei Xue had understood the actual situation on Pearl Island, she would have regretted this hasty decision.
The next day , Wei Xue and Julia, wearing large sunglasses and straw hats, with wireless communicators hidden in their ears
and earphones concealed on the outside, and miniature cameras sewn into the cuffs of their clothes, arrived at the ICU Center in Los Angeles, fully armed
. Wei Xue introduced Julia, the professional English translator she had specially hired, to the receptionist, and then
the two boarded a flight to Hawaii.

At the same time, Monica was also on the same flight to the Hawaiian Islands. Upon arrival, Wei Xue and
Julia immediately picked up by an ICU car and taken to the pier to board the ship. There were 11 people traveling with them, all of whom, except for Wei Xue and
Julia, were wealthy businessmen from the United States, including many with Asian features, and many of them looked sickly. The speedboat journey from Hawaii to
Pearl Island takes four hours. Before boarding, an ICU employee asked everyone to undergo
a security check of their belongings. Of course, the two female detectives' personal belongings couldn't
be detected by this level of routine check. However, Wei Xue noticed that the security guards standing on the speedboat had unusually cold and sharp eyes,
scanning the guests back and forth. Their gazes on the two beautiful women seemed to want to strip them naked.
"No, these aren't ordinary security personnel. Their cold and bloodthirsty expressions definitely indicate they're soldiers from the battlefield.
They're mercenaries! The waters around Pearl Island are very deep." Wei Xue shuddered at this thought.

The two passed through the security check safely and sat in the cabin. The speedboat sped towards Pearl Island. Sneaky
Chen hadn't been sleeping well for the past few days. As the highest-ranking ICU official on Pearl Island, he certainly knew
what up to. A few days ago, there was a report that several international organizations were already watching them. If things were exposed, he would
be executed twenty times over. The great teacher Karl Marx said: "When there is a 300% profit, capital is willing to risk
going to the gallows." This is absolutely true, and Chen's business profits far exceed 300%. Of course, Mr. Chen
was also certain that the evidence would be difficult to leave Pearl Island, because the security of the entire island was entrusted to the Black Snake Security Company
. The security supervisor, the German Kahn, was a seasoned mercenary leader who, with his unique discipline and ruthlessness,
trained a group of desperate mercenaries recruited from all over the world into cold-blooded hounds guarding various key locations on the island.

The chilly sea breeze made the hair of the two beautiful women in the cabin flutter. Everyone on the ship was told that the island
was private property, and everyone was the most honored guest of Pearl Island, but they could not wander around, because there were
many undeveloped and dangerous areas on the island. They should not cause unnecessary trouble. As he spoke, an employee
gave . After a four-hour flight, a tranquil island nestled on the calm sea. The island's
front faced the pier, with a long pier flanked by sandy beaches. In the center stood several ICU medical center buildings,
flanked by various vacation apartments. A fine sandy beach extended into the sea in front of the apartments. Several paths
seemed to lead to the other side of the island, but each was guarded by watchtowers.

Everyone disembarked from the pier and boarded the ship. The two beautiful detectives were assigned to a luxurious seaside apartment. Wei
Xue tried her wireless satellite earpiece but couldn't contact Monica and the others; it seemed there was signal interference on Pearl Island. She
could only use Bluetooth to contact Julia on the island. Although there were telephones on the island, they dared not contact the detective
agency and expose their identities. In the afternoon, staff gave the two a tour of the ICU's medical facilities. Julia
patiently explained everything to Wei Xue, and the tour revealed nothing unusual. Wei Xue casually mentioned whether the donor was on
the island or if a time needed to be arranged for tissue matching. The doctor in the white uniform had a shifty look in his eyes. "Madam
, please rest assured, all our organs are legally sourced. We just need to protect the donor's privacy and can't disclose that information. Sir,
we can accommodate you whenever you wish to come."

"That's good. Are there any interesting places on the island? The translator and I would like to explore the back of the island. Could
you arrange that?" Wei Xue asked.

"What would you do there, Madam? It's undeveloped, all rainforest, very dangerous. You
can just swim on the beach in front," the staff member said warily.

"Okay, we'll go back and rest. I'll contact your husband as soon as possible for matching," Wei Xue and Julia returned
to their hotel room. The two discussed their next plan in hushed tones. They had lost contact with the Rose headquarters and didn't
know when the remaining Roses would arrive to pick them up. It seemed that going to the island alone was indeed too risky.
Julia was still a young woman fresh out of university; she had to ensure her safety. It would be best to get her off the island
as soon as possible , Wei Xue thought to herself.

"Sister, I think Pearl Island's defenses are pretty good today. Why don't we
take advantage of the night and go for a walk around the back of the island? Maybe the evidence is there," Julia suggested softly.

"You're such a naive little mare, Julia, aren't you afraid of losing your hooves?"
Wei Xue cursed inwardly, saying unhappily, "Come on, it's not as simple as you think. Let's wait until everyone gets there.
You and I should stay in the room and not move around."

Julia was very unhappy. The naive Julia didn't know the island's level of defense. Since Wei Xue
was unwilling to take the risk, why not go and investigate quietly herself? The plan was decided. That evening, Julia told Wei Xue
that she wanted to take a walk on the beach, to be alone. Wei Xue didn't think much of it and didn't believe Julia would dare
to go . She nodded, and Julia ran briskly out of the room.

Julia carried a wireless Bluetooth headset to easily contact Wei Xue. In the night, the beautiful woman styled her long, flowing
blonde hair into a playful braid that hung down her back. She changed into well-fitting jeans, a tracksuit, and sneakers before
leaving the apartment. Julia first strolled along the beach, then seemingly casually followed a path towards
the guard post on the back hill. At the post, a security guard stopped Julia, explaining that the back hill was undeveloped and tourists were not allowed to enter.
Julia agreed and slowly walked back.

Julia observed that the guard post changed shifts every two hours, and that the change of shifts would present an opportunity. She first slipped
to the front of the guard post, then disappeared into the bushes beside the road, quickly sneaking past the guard post during the shift change when no one was watching.
Although Julia had only recently joined the detective agency, the little girl was very proud.
The halo of graduating from an Ivy League university, coupled with a smooth and successful life, and seeing her older sisters complete their missions so smoothly, made her
so careless and bold. Little did she know that she was causing Wei Xue Meiren a lot of trouble.

Meanwhile, back to Monica the Detective, who had arrived in Hawaii on the same plane as Wei Xue and Julia.
Hawaii world-renowned for its beaches, and the numerous bars and nightclubs were Monica's paradise. Monica
boldly changed into a cool, bright red one-piece swimsuit, her beautiful feet, painted with bright red nail polish, wearing a pair of Coco
beach shoes. She walked into a bustling bar by the pier, and the cool and sexy Monica immediately attracted
the attention of all the men. The beauty gracefully went to the counter, ordered a Blue Enchantress, and flirtatiously asked the bartender if there
was a boat to Pearl Island. The bartender, who was infatuated with Monica's teasing, laughed and said, "Beautiful lady, Pearl
Island is not easy to get to. Only ICU Company's own speedboats provide transportation. Other boats can't enter this private
territory. Besides, what's so fun about Pearl Island? What would a beautiful lady like you want to go there for?"

"Handsome, I'm just curious. Everyone says Pearl Island is picturesque. Can you find me a private boat owner to take
me to the outer sea of Pearl Island? I'll figure out how to get there myself. I'll pay three times the boat fare," Monica
said leaning her sexy body against the bartender, her jade hand inadvertently brushing against his crotch.
The bartender, thoroughly enjoying himself, almost ejaculated. He quickly told Monica that the boat was easy to arrange; he had several friends with boats who would definitely want to
make money. Monica left her money, and then they went back to the hotel to wait for the rest of the group to arrive.

2

The clock of fate began to turn back. Wei Xue was resting on the bed in the bedroom of the Pearl Island beachfront hotel
. She had just taken a hot shower and was wearing a light silk nightgown. This nightgown was a
high-quality silk product that Wei Xue had specially selected and purchased at the Hangzhou Silk Expo. The nightgown was embroidered
with , the colors exceptionally vibrant. The beautiful Wei Xue, now a married woman, was as gorgeous as a peony, radiating her own
charm. Having just taken a hot bath, Snow Beauty felt languid and relaxed. In the warm tropical sea breeze, she scolded
Julia for wandering off somewhere, wondering what her husband on the mainland was doing and if he was thinking of his
wife. Slowly, she closed her phoenix eyes. The night deepened, all was quiet, and Snow Beauty drifted off to sleep.

Julia, taking advantage of the guard post's shift change, quietly passed through and turned onto the path behind the mountain. Julia
mostly crouched low, weaving through the bushes. Occasionally, one or two patrolling security guards would approach, but Julia
would always hide behind the trees. The mountain path branched off at the front. One path seemed to lead to
the mountainside of Pearl Island's main peak, with faint lights visible on the back side of the mountain. The other path extended down the mountain,
pitch black and devoid of any human presence. Julia was hesitating about which path to take when she suddenly noticed
seven or eight people approaching from a path at the foot of the mountain. Julia quickly ducked into the bushes, thinking to herself, "What are these people doing in the middle of the night? Something
's definitely up." The group approached Julia and discovered they were three security guards from Pearl Island leading three young Asian men towards
the mountainside. She overheard one guard whispering, "I saw a figure flash by just now. Are we mistaken?"
Another said, "You must have imagined it. Tourists can't go this way." The young Asian men also muttered amongst themselves,
"Finally found my recipient! I've been so bored these past few months. Once we get the money, we're going home."

Julia was certain these were the illegal organ donors. They seemed to be heading to a building on the mountainside for
the transplant. Following them would be a sure way to get the evidence she needed. Julia quietly
followed the group, passed another checkpoint, and arrived at the door of a tall, black building halfway up the mountain.
A security guard entered a password, opened the door, and several people filed in before the door quickly closed again.

Julia circled the building but found no windows or entrances. Suddenly, her light, delicate foot
stepped on soft soil, and instantly alarms blared. Several searchlights from the building's rooftop locked
onto Julia. Instinctively, she rolled into the nearby bushes. Hearing the guards' voices nearby,
Julia panicked. "What do I do? The way down the mountain must be blocked. I have to run uphill! Quickly,
use the wireless earpiece to notify Sister Wei Xue!!!" Julia connected the earpiece as she darted deeper into the primeval
forest.

Upon receiving the alarm, Kahn, the security chief of Pearl Island, immediately jumped out of bed and
ordered
his men to activate the island's security protocols. As Chen's most trusted security chief, Kahn possessed both the strictness and precision of a German and the ruthlessness and efficiency honed by years of mercenary experience. His security assistant and interrogator, Hannibal,
entered to report: "The intruder has found the operations base in the back mountains. The surveillance footage confirms it's
Julia, one of the two beauties who came to the island. We can't be sure if she's escaped into the island's primeval forest.

" "Ignore her for now! Grab the other woman!" Kahn roared. The island's dense undergrowth
stretched for several kilometers, making a nighttime search impossible. He needed to control the other woman first. Kahn recalled the two beauties he'd seen on the surveillance cameras during the day
, a sinister smile creeping across his face. It seemed the rumors about someone targeting IC
U were true. Was it Interpol? If they caught those two women, the psychopath Hannibal would be in for a world of trouble
. Falling into his hands…

Wei Xue was awakened from her sleep by the sound of a wireless earpiece. She vaguely heard Julia's
tense distorted voice; Julia was almost crying. Detective Wei Xue was also terrified, her sleepiness completely gone.
After Julia finished explaining what had happened, Wei Xue was also completely panicked, hating Julia for being so clueless. It was too late
to say anything more. Wei Xue simply warned Julia to run deeper into the forest and not to come out. Just then, Wei Xue heard the door lock
click. "Damn it, they came so fast. They know Julia is an intruder. What should I do?"
Wei Xue looked around. Outside the window was a wide open beach; she couldn't run far, and she might be
shot dead. The room was so small; it seemed she had no choice but to surrender and not put up a futile resistance. Wei Xue
thought .

The door was gently pushed open, and several armed security guards cautiously entered the room. They saw a petite woman in a beautiful
nightgown her hands clasped behind her head, kneeling on the bed with her back to them. A Desert Eagle pistol was immediately
pressed against the back of Wei Xue's head. A voice asked in a low voice, "Any weapons?" "No!"

"Where are your companions?" a gruff voice demanded. Wei Xue knew she couldn't betray Julia's whereabouts.

"I don't know, I've been sleeping in the room," Wei Xue obediently
answered . "Be honest, don't make us work hard. This private island can just kill you." Wei Xue said, her voice trembling with tears.
"I know, I know, don't hurt me, I'll obey." She then lowered her body to show her complete
cooperation.

One security guard reported to Kahn via walkie-talkie that Wei Xue had been captured alive. Another security guard twisted Wei Xue's
delicate arms behind her back and handcuffed them tightly with military handcuffs. Then he dragged her plump
body, clad only in a smooth silk nightgown, off the bed. "Hurry up, get your big white feet moving." The security guard cruelly led the barefoot Wei Xue toward
the door of the room. Wei Xue knew she was being taken away, and there was a long mountain road to walk. The beautiful Wei Xue said in
a low, coquettish voice, "My feet are bare, find me a pair of shoes, I'll obey and won't resist."

"Little bitch, you've got a lot of things to do before you set off." The security guard chuckled and threw a pair of
Julia her at her feet. Wei Xue felt a surge of bitterness and said in a sullen voice, "Too small,
my feet can't even fit in." How could she, with her size 40 feet, bear walking on a mountain road in size 37 heels? "
Slut , these are the ones. Hurry up and shove your horny hooves in them," a hand
slapped hard across Wei Xue's pert buttocks. "Please, I can't wear them! I won't wear them! I'll just go barefoot!" Wei Xue said,
feigning a sob.

"Little bitch, do you want the brothers to do it? We'll cut off a piece of flesh from your big hooves and shove it in today.
Hurry up, push it in." A guard pulled out a sharp knife. In despair, Wei Xue stretched out her left foot and put it into
the narrow shoe. A security guard grabbed the sole and forcefully pressed Wei Xue's fair instep into the shoe. Wei Xue cried
out as her left foot twisted and curled up in pain. Then her right foot was treated the same way. Her two big white feet were curled up
in the small shoe, which was extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, the heel wasn't too high.

Then, Wei Xue's almond-shaped eyes were blindfolded. In the darkness, Wei Xue was carried by
her shoulders, stumbling and staggering, towards the back of the mountain. The tight high heels repeatedly tormented Wei Xue's large, tender feet, and the guards' restless
hands were kneading Wei Xue's mature, voluptuous body, crumpling her thin nightgown beyond recognition. As soon as Wei Xue
was taken away , several security guards thoroughly searched the room,
finding wireless earphones and several recording devices. The guards took their spoils and reported to Kahn. Walking along the mountain path, Wei Xue's two plump hooves were pinched
painfully , and her shoes were soaked with thick foot sweat. She didn't know how far she had walked before several security guards forced
her to stand upright, her body pressed against a hard pillar. Her forearms were tied behind her back to a torture post, the ropes
running in two lines across her chest, making her soft, large breasts appear even more prominent. Her legs were tied together with
hemp rope the post, forcing her to thrust out her breasts and tighten her legs, awaiting interrogation.

There was no interrogation as expected. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a whip lashed across Wei Xue
's blindfolded, snow-white thigh. "Ah!" Wei Xue cried out in the darkness. Crack! Crack! Crack! The whipping began.
No one asked any questions; it was as if they already knew everything. Had Julia been captured and confessed everything? Wei
Xue dared not think any further. "Ah, ah, stop! How can you treat tourists like this?! Ah!!" Wei Xue,
blindfolded , felt the whip lashing her body again and again. Her screams grew louder and louder as she begged for mercy.
Blindfolded, she had no idea where the next lash would strike. Her thighs, calves, smooth abdomen, and high breasts
were covered Her thin silk nightgown was torn to shreds, and her delicate panties
, their straps snapped, lay scattered at her feet, revealing patches of bloodied, snow-white skin to the interrogators.

"Ah...ah...stop...please...I can't take it anymore...ah!!!"
A soft, pitiful plea escaped Wei Xue's taut, sweet voice. She knew that three years of
marriage had worn down her willpower. Her husband's gentleness had turned her into a pampered wife, rendering her
almost completely incapable of withstanding torture. With each lash, all of Wei Xue's pride, reserve, and elegance
crumbled .

"Ah...I surrender...I'll obey...It won't be fun if you hurt my body...Stop
...It hurts!" With Wei Xue's repeated weak pleas for mercy, the whipping stopped after less than 50 strokes. Thanks to the torturer
's skillful and measured approach, Wei Xue was drenched in sweat as if pulled from water,
but the whip marks all over her body were only red superficial wounds; not a single patch of her silky, snow-white skin was damaged
. Wei Xue's whip marks were not serious.

The blindfold was removed, and the intense white light blinded Wei Xue. A group of
figures . Wei Xue felt as if she had been taken to a basement, where torture instruments seemed to hang on both walls.
The bright light illuminated her nearly naked body in every detail, a truly humiliating sight.

"Miss Wei Xue, it's a pleasure to meet you. May I ask what brings you to this island? What is your true identity? Please tell us
everything , and we will certainly treat you well." A cunning and cold Middle Eastern-accented English voice asked. Wei
Xue let out a groan, looking at the sinister man in front of her.

Wei Xue secretly rejoiced that Julia hadn't been captured yet, but how was she supposed to answer? A
thin man with wolf-like eyes stepped out from the shadows and waved a wireless earpiece in front of the beauty's eyes. "Standard
military specifications. Miss Wei Xue, you are incredibly resourceful. Tell us, what do you do?" Snake-like fingers reached into the beauty's
triangle area, teasing and feeling the shape of her thick labia. A strange sensation came from her lower body. Wei Xue
knew with sorrow that she would probably have to use certain organs to please her enemy. Hannibal placed a sharp dagger against the edge of her
thick labia and slowly rubbed it. The cold blade stimulated Wei Xue's labia, making them tremble,
which was quite a sight.

"Miss Wei Xue, would you like to experience the Middle Eastern castration technique? We'll cut off your labia. A
castrated woman is quite a unique experience," Hannibal said slowly, his wolfish gaze
fixed on Wei Xue's phoenix eyes. Overwhelmed with fear, Wei Xue felt as if her lower body had lost all feeling; her bladder
sphincter spasmed. If she were castrated, she would never be a woman again.

"No, no, I... I'm a detective! I don't know anything! Don't castrate me! Let me be
a woman and serve you! I'll serve you!" Wei Xue cried, her lips trembling as she confessed her identity,
her beautiful phoenix eyes blinking seductively.

"Want to serve us? Sure, but you need to explain things clearly first. Is your companion also a detective?
How came? Do you know where she is?" Hannibal asked coldly.

"Yes, she's my assistant. There were only two of us. She... she ran away, didn't she?"

"Can you find her? How did you contact her? Tell me! If you don't, I'll give you a shock to perk you up, you little mature woman,"
Hannibal threatened. As he spoke, an assistant clipped two red and blue electrodes onto Wei Xue's bare, slender
ankles . Hannibal was skilled in electrocution; the shocks wouldn't cause irreparable damage.
Stimulating a beautiful woman's ankles was the furthest point from her heart, so there was no chance of accidents. This electrocution on Wei Xue was
a standard torture device; soon, this timid lamb would be turned into a trembling mess.

Hearing Hannibal's question, Wei Xue's charming face twitched, then she shook her head hesitantly.
Hannibal waved his hand, "Ah!!! Stop!" A distorted, sharp scream escaped from her alluring mouth.
Wei Xue's voluptuous body arched violently, her two pale legs convulsing and trembling. Faint
urine trickled down her tightly pressed thighs; Wei Xue had lost control of her bladder. Wei Xue had no
intention longer she endured it, the greater the damage to her body. Only by obeying the enemy and demonstrating her worth could she
have a chance to escape.

"Will you talk or not? If you don't, I'll slowly electrocute you until you convulse and pass out." Faced with this cold
threat, Wei Xue gasped for breath, unable to answer. Hannibal waved his hand again, and the current flowed through
her sweat-soaked . Wei Xue felt her heart contracting numbly. "Ah, I'll talk, I'll talk!"
Hannibal stopped the electrocution and gestured to the female prisoner to confess quickly. "No, no, I can't take it anymore, don't torture me!
I'll tell you, I'll tell you, we can contact her with a wireless earpiece. She should be deep inside the island." Wei Xue
quickly offered up the information she knew. "What's going on with you two? What are you doing on the island?" Hannibal
continued to ask. "We're private detectives. We came to the island just to gather some business information about ICOs,"
Wei Xue answered obediently in a sweet voice. While listening to Wei Xue's words, Hannibal
slowly and
. The cold blade against her skin terrified Wei Xue, causing her to break out in a cold sweat and tremble like a leaf.

"Alright, obediently tell me everything you know, and I'll make you a docile and charming little white tiger, how about that?
How many people are in your detective agency? How many people know about this operation? Who hired you? Tell me."
Hannibal leisurely shaved away Wei Xue's thick pubic hair, creating a smooth vulva, waiting for
Wei Xue's next report.

"We're private investigators. We have a small office in Los Angeles, just the two of us—my partner and I.
She's my assistant. We only take small business investigations. Last week, someone asked us to come to Pearl
Island to see what new inventions you have. He said he's your business rival. We don't
know anything about it... Waaah..." Wei Xue sobbed, her tearful appearance pitiful.

Hannibal sneered, remaining noncommittal, and picked up his wireless earpiece to connect to Julia's signal. A terrified
Julia didn't know where she had gone wrong to expose herself. She ridiculously thought that she shouldn't have
triggered the alarm despite being so careful. Julia frantically burrowed deeper into the bushes. She discovered that Wei Xue's wireless earpiece was switched off
. Julia had a bad feeling; the guards on Pearl Island knew someone had broken in, but they might not be sure it was her.
The bushes were silent in the dead of night, and there were no footsteps following behind. Julia stopped under
a Sister Wei Xue was missing. She couldn't leave Pearl Island. How could she contact Monica and the others to help her
? "Good please help me."

The beeping of her wireless earpiece interrupted Julia's sorrow. Julia quickly called out into the earpiece, "Wei Xue,
how are you? Where are you?"

"Miss Julia, Detective Wei Xue is a guest here. I am the island's security chief.
Ms. Julia hopes you will come out of the jungle and surrender. I guarantee your safety. You should know this is private territory. If you
continue to hide and resist, our search personnel can kill you on the spot. You cannot escape the island. The dock is already
sealed off. Detective Wei Xue is cooperating with us quite a bit." The sinister warning came through.

Julia stood frozen in place. "Wei Xue has fallen into enemy hands. They all know. This is my
first mission since joining the detective agency. I don't want to die on this deserted island! Where can I run?" Cold sweat dripped down Julia
's pointed chin.

"What's your decision? We're going to start searching the mountain, Miss Detective. I'll have Miss Wei Xue try to persuade you again,"
came Wei Xue's trembling, tearful voice from the other end of the earpiece. "Surrender, Julia. We can't escape
. If we obey, they... won't kill us."

The inexperienced newcomer Julia's defenses crumbled completely in the face of death. "I...I...I surrender!
Don't shoot! I have no weapons! I'll do as you say!" Julia pleaded in terror.

"You have one hour to turn yourself in at the guard post. If you try anything funny, I'll
shoot you both dead, you hear me?" Hannibal turned off his wireless headset, staring at Wei Xue's pale body with a
lewd grin . "Untie her, clean her up, and we can have some fun. When that little bird arrives,
we'll interrogate them both at once. Little bitch, serve your brothers well, we're just being gentle, hahaha." It
was , and Wei Xue nodded helplessly.

The ropes were loosened, and Wei Xue collapsed to the ground. Someone stripped off her tattered nightgown, leaving her completely
naked and unburdened. A bucket of cold water was poured over her head, making her shiver and raising
goosebumps on her clean, fair skin. Five or six security guards surrounded her. Wei Xue knew this was a gang rape, and she wondered if
her body could withstand it. Naked, Wei Xue was handcuffed behind her back and forced to kneel
before a burly European man next to Hannibal.

Kahn's massive penis slapped defiantly against her round, pink face. The man's scent made Wei Xue dizzy.
Her hair was grabbed, and her thick, sexy lips were brought to the glans. Without Kahn's command, Wei Xue obediently opened her cherry-like mouth,
lowered her head, and took the burning hot
glans .

"If you bite my penis, I'll knock all your little teeth out," Wei Xue hummed in obedience
. Her nimble tongue swirled around, coating the penis with saliva, and teased the tendons and urethral opening, feeling the massive cock.
It slowly swelled and hardened in her mouth. Kahn had never imagined that Wei Xue possessed such delicate oral skills. His hard
penis seemed to melt in her small mouth, and he closed his eyes, comfortably suppressing the urge to ejaculate.

Gentle sucking, slow licking, stroking, and teasing, the beauty knelt and played the jade flute. Wei Xue used her best skills, sucking with great effort
, and two lines of clear tears streamed down her phoenix eyes. Hannibal was not idle either. He squatted down next to Wei Xue, and his fingers roughly pushed
into her narrow little vagina, digging and probing. He first tested the shape of Wei Xue's vagina and the good elasticity of her vaginal walls,
then his fingers to probe Wei Xue's anus and gently dig and prod, and finally used his fingers to find Wei Xue's G-spot.
Wei Xue, who was playing the flute, had her genitals played with in this way, tears streaming down her face, and she remained silent.

Detective Xue felt Kahn's large penis growing harder and harder, probably close to ejaculation. With a
determined took the entire penis into her mouth, swallowing hard a few times, trying her best to use her soft esophagus to push down the enormous
glans. Once the penis was in her throat, her two fragrant lips laboriously pressed against the dark hair between Kahn's legs. Xue performed
her deep-throating skills to the best of her ability. She knew the first person to use her would be the head of security on the island; if she served him well,
her future might be better. Kahn, who had never experienced such service before, cried out in pleasure. His
thick semen, gushing from his tightly gripped glans, flowed into Wei Xue's stomach.
Wei Xue then began licking his limp penis, cleaning it thoroughly with her tongue as it emerged from her mouth. Kahn laughed with satisfaction, "This little bitch's
oral skills are amazing! How many penises has she served before? You all have a taste, let these sluts blow you one by one."
A security guard approached Kahn and whispered, "Julia has been apprehended by the guards at the post. What should we do?"
Kahn shouted, "Bring them both here! Let the two bitches reunite. After the brothers have their fun,
we'll torture them both." With that, Kahn left the torture chamber to report to Director Chen. A ray of dawn
shone through the skylight; day had broken.

Julia walked wearily back the way she came, her small feet in white sneakers aching. The American beauty,
feeling utterly hopeless decided to drag her heavy legs to the brutal security guards
. Ignoring the rustling sound of her shoes on the fallen leaves, Julia walked like a zombie toward
a guard post. Just a few dozen steps from the guard post, Julia was ordered to stop by the guards. Turning around, hands behind her head,
Julia resignedly complied. The guards, who had never seen such a striking blonde beauty as Julia on the island, were filled with lust
. Several guards ordered, "Lady, take off your sneakers and socks and throw them over here. If you don't
behave, we'll shoot!"

Julia felt wronged. Even open-minded American girls didn't offer their shoes and socks, but she dared
not disobey. She obediently untied her shoes and threw a pair of dirty sneakers she had worn all night at the guards' feet. Immediately,
someone picked up one shoe and sniffed it. The white shoes that the beauty had been running all night emitted
a smell mixed with the dampness of rubber and cotton socks. Julia's foot odor was indeed much milder than Wei Xue's. Julia then took off a pair of white cotton boat
socks, the soles slightly yellowed with sweat stains, and threw them next to the shoes. She turned around and stood up straight. The socks were
crumpled hand. Julia knew that she would use them to gag herself later.

"Jeans, shirt, take them all off. Let your hair down. Just wear your underwear and bra. If
you're a prisoner act like one." Julia mechanically carried out the order, her delicate hands reaching behind her head to loosen her neatly braided
golden hair. She took off her jeans, revealing her slender, fair legs, and finally threw her shirt on the ground
. She walked listlessly to the guards. Two guards grabbed Julia's shoulders from behind, twisted her arms behind her back, and handcuffed her
wrists . As one guard pulled her upper arm up, Julia cried out in pain, "Ah... counting! I can't escape!"

One guard pinched Julia's nose with one hand and pressed a wad of cotton sock to Julia's lips with the other.
The sweaty sock was soon disgustingly stuffed into Julia's mouth. Julia painfully tasted
the flavor of her own sock, unaware that it was much milder than eating Wei Xue's sock later. Julia was finally
blindfolded , her bare, delicate white feet crunching on the gravel as she was led to the interrogation room.

The night was dark, the stars high, and Kahn, armed with a knife, had captured a scout the previous night; he couldn't leave the island.

Kahn entered the office of Chen, the director of Pearl Island. Chen warmly invited Kahn to sit on the sofa and recounted
the events of the previous night. Hearing that both women had been captured, Director Chen sighed with relief. "It seems
someone watching this place. What's the background of these two women? Could they be from Interpol, sent to investigate organ harvesting?"
Kahn said, "They claimed to be private investigators, but I can't confirm the truth. They only said it was for business secrets. I
'm afraid they're not simple."

"We must get them to talk and tell the truth, but we can't leave them physically harmed
. If they are Interpol, things will get complicated," Director Chen instructed.

"I understand, sir. I'll put them on the latest electroconvulsive lie detector right away. I'm sure
we'll have results from Hannibal soon. One of the two detectives we caught this time is an Asian woman, a mature woman, sweet-looking and good at
serving others, with a strong wifely vibe. Are you interested, sir?" Kahn said with a lewd grin.

"You guys need to focus on your business. Find out their identities. I don't care." The hypocritical Sneaky
Chen was different from these mercenaries. He was a medical doctor from a prestigious American university, and he usually
presented a gentlemanly face when dealing with doctors.

"Okay, once it's over, make sure they're obedient. I'll take them to their lodgings, sir." The two exchanged knowing smiles,
and Kahn got up to take his leave. Chen returned to his desk, dialed a satellite phone, and quietly pressed the record button.
"Boss, something bad has happened. Someone has tracked down the island. We've caught two women; they might be
undercover agents for the Interpol. They might know about the organ harvesting. Should we consider withdrawing?"

"Chen, you're someone I personally trained. What's the panic? This is a private island. The Interpol can only investigate secretly
. As long as the evidence doesn't leave the island, we're fine. Continue to increase vigilance, and whatever you do, don't expose our
relationship, understand?" a mysterious voice said. Chen quickly nodded in agreement. After hanging up, Chen
wiped his sweat. With the recording, if something really goes wrong, he won't have to take the blame alone. He can even redeem himself, hehe.

The cell door opened, and a blindfolded, naked blonde woman was pushed in. Wei Xue was straddling a
man , her small, open vagina gripping a huge, erect penis. Her plump, white feet stomped
on the ground, causing her hips to move up and down, serving the man. Wei Xue's mouth wasn't idle either, her cheeks puffed out as she vigorously flicked...
Playing with another penis—this was the third one Wei Xue had given a blowjob—Wei Xue felt her facial muscles completely
stiffen , her tongue too stiff to bend, only able to barely lick the foul-smelling cock in her mouth, hoping it would ejaculate
inside her quickly. The captured beautiful detective felt her vagina was being very uncooperative, growing
hotter and hotter with each penetration, her juices flowing more and more freely; she was about to be shamelessly raped and ejaculate. The painful rape continued, but
Wei Xue's submissive attitude and superb service earned her a condom.

Having already enjoyed oral sex, Hannibal saw the tall and alluring Julia being
brought in blindfolded and nearly naked. He laughed and said to the mercenaries present, "Alright, alright, that's enough for now. We'll play with these two sluts later.
Tie them both to the torture chairs first, then we'll continue the interrogation. We've been ordered to squeeze these two little sluts dry today
." The men responded. Hearing their fate pronounced, the two women let out a pitiful whimper and were
lifted up by the fierce guards. The guards dragged the two white sheep to two long chairs facing the operating table. The two bodies
were laid flat on the chairs, and the guards used the leather straps on the chair handles to firmly bind the women's wrists and ankles to
the sides of the torture chairs. With her hands and feet immobilized, Wei Xue twisted helplessly a few times. The German-made professional torture chairs were
exquisitely crafted. The backrests could be raised, lowered, and rotated freely. The prisoners, strapped in, were spread wide, completely at
the mercy of the interrogators. A metal rack next to the chair held various torture tools:
clamps, pliers, knives, and leather straps—these would likely be used on the two bodies soon.

Julia's blindfold was removed, her jaw was clamped, and her smelly socks, completely soaked in
her own savored the sour, pungent smell of her socks. Julia turned her head and met
the gaze of her sister, Wei Xue, who was strapped in the chair next to her. Both were shamefully naked, their breasts exposed, their faces flushed with embarrassment as they awaited
the start of the torture. Hannibal and his assistants scrutinized the two roses' bodies repeatedly, freely commenting on them.
Both women had very fair and tender bodies. Julia's figure was slender and bony, while Wei Xue's was round and full. In particular, Wei Xue's
feet were three sizes larger than Julia's, but their heights differed by 10 cm. In terms of figure and appearance, Julia's
bony appearance was more alluring, but Wei Xue had the advantage of exuding mature femininity.

Hannibal sneered, "How do you two ladies feel about meeting like this? Detective Wei Xue, why don't
you tell us about your experiences this evening, unlike the new Detective Julia? We've certainly made you very comfortable, haven't
we? Heh heh, I hope you two beauties recognize the situation and say what needs to be said. Don't waste your beautiful bodies
. Someone, put the electric lie detector on them." The interrogation assistant grabbed Julia's breasts and
vigorously rubbed them a few times. Julia let out a soft cry, her breasts hardening, and several magnetic pieces were stuck to her tender
breasts . Her two small, delicate feet were directly covered with yellow conductive rubber socks with wires attached. The two
orange socks were airtight, made of special conductive rubber with wires attached, fitting snugly on her delicate
feet so that the electric current would be evenly distributed on her feet, without much burden on her skin.
Wei Xue was treated in the same way, her two large white feet covered with the evil rubber socks. Two advanced lie detectors
were moved in front of the interrogation chair, and a guard adjusted the current and various parameters.

"Ladies, if the lie detector shows you're lying, I'll
electrocute your stinky feet until they're charred. First, about your bodies, you'd better be honest. The first question is your
age, measurements, and foot size." Hannibal wanted to establish standard comparison data for the lie detectors with some basic information
before proceeding with the main interrogation.

"Age 29, measurements 91, 65, 93, this was measured two years ago, size 40 feet,
Greek foot type, my feet are relatively wide," Wei Xue reported in a mature, soft voice. "23 years old,
measurements 82, 57, 80, wearing size 37 shoes," came a tense, helpless voice. "Do you two ladies have smelly feet
?" "I have sweaty feet, mainly the pungent smell of women's sweaty feet," "My feet aren't that smelly, but they
smell a bit sore after walking a long way." "Ah!!!" Both pairs of beautiful feet suddenly felt like they were being stabbed with a thousand needles, and both of them
screamed , convulsing in their chairs.

"Let you have a taste first, the electric shock intensity will increase from low to high, next time it won't be so comfortable, how old were
you when you had your first sexual intercourse? With whom? Tell me the details of the process." Hannibal pressed
.

"I...I did it right after graduating high school at 18. It was with my high school boyfriend. We
were together , and we got a little wild around graduation. He lured me to a hotel for a date. I
didn't know anything back then. He hugged me tightly, unzipped my pants, and forced me onto the bed. He frantically
rubbed my body. I was so inexperienced, I was limp as mud. He spread my legs and desperately wanted my genitals
. I couldn't resist, so I gave in. I'm telling the truth." The woman with the large, sweaty white feet recounted
her first time. "I got drunk at a party in college, and my boyfriend took me home. I was dazed and confused when he stripped
me naked and put me on the bed. That's when he had sex with me." The woman continued. This time, there was no electric shock
. Hannibal cursed, "Slut.

" "Which detective agency are you from? How many people are in your agency? What are you doing on this island? Think it over before you speak,"
Hannibal asked, staring intently into their eyes.

Wei Xue shuddered, her two white feet instantly tensing and going numb. She didn't know what the young Julia would say
. "I'm from the Seven-Colored Rose Detective Agency, there are nine of us. I'm just a receptionist. I came to
the island..." Julia said tremblingly. "Ah!!!! Ah, I'm going to die, stop!!" A
merciless electric current surged from Sister Xue's two seductive hooves throughout her body. Wei Xue's nerves
were torn apart by the electric current like knives. Wei Xue felt like her heart was about to jump out of her mouth. Her body convulsed and arched back in the chair. The electric shock
finally stopped. Wei Xue gasped for breath, as if she couldn't feel her body anymore. Tears and saliva
flowed uncontrollably, and her two legs trembled uncontrollably.

"This is the punishment for the lie Ms. Wei Xue told earlier. I hope you two will learn from this. Continue,
what is your purpose in coming to the island?" Hannibal asked with a sinister smile.

Julia felt a chill of regret. 'What did Sister Wei Xue say beforehand? I can't help it. What should I say
next ?' Wei Xue, her lips trembling and bluish-purple, said, "I...I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you."
"You two, you despicable dogs deserve to be electrocuted! We were just here to investigate the medical standards of ICU, for business
competition purposes!" "Yeah, yeah, we don't know anything. I accidentally came to the back mountain,
I didn't see anything." Julia also hurriedly confessed. The lie detector needle swung towards the red zone. "Ahhhhhh!"
The electrocution switch was turned on at the same time, and the two sweaty bodies almost jumped up. Two streams of urine flowed
down . The Roses had lost control of their bladders from the electric shock.

"Is that so, you lying little bitches? The lie detector betrayed you. Tell the truth, if you try to lie to me again,
I'll electrocute you alive into roasted chickens. Now hurry up and confess!" Hannibal cursed viciously, while
adjusting to the danger zone. The two women's trembling bodies couldn't withstand the electric shock any longer, and any thought of lying was
shattered by the terrifying electric shock.

The female detective's psychological defenses crumbled, and her deepest secrets were exposed. The two women exchanged a bitter glance and
confessed. They
revealed . "You two know quite a lot. Seven-Colored Rose, what a nice name. A few young girls playing house on
the island. The rest of the bitches are waiting to be dealt with one by one. Whether you know or not, whether you have
evidence or not, I can't let you go back now. You'd better behave like bitches, and I'll spare your
lives How about it? Say yourselves, live or die." Kahn
said viciously to the two women after hearing Hannibal's report.

The two women had already been taken off the torture chair and knelt together in humiliation. They lowered their heads and remained silent for a while.
"The bitch listens to the master. Spare the bitch's worthless life and serve everyone comfortably." Wei Xue replied coquettishly with her head down.
"Don't kill me. I'll let you play with me as you please. I won't resist. I accept my fate." Julia also surrendered. Hearing
the two beauties' words of surrender, the guards present laughed lewdly, accompanied by the two women's low sobs.

"Damn, they're so cheap. Clean them up, dress them up, send the mature woman to Director Chen's room, and the little
foreign girl to my room," Kahn ordered before leaving. A guard took a belt and tightened it
around their delicate arms, pulling them up until their legs gave way and they collapsed to the ground like mud, being dragged away. The two
women, like dead dogs, were thrown into the shower room, where high-pressure water jets were used to wash their pale bodies.

After being humiliated and washed, the two women were taken to their future "doghouse," which consisted of two
small, stuffy rooms with only a bed and a low dressing table without chairs. Wei Xue and Julia
resignedly knelt before the two dressing tables, applying makeup and styling themselves. Wei Xue was first dressed in cheap acrylic
black pantyhose, paired with high-top Converse sneakers—a bizarre outfit
deliberately chosen by the island's foot fetishists to cultivate her intense love for stockings. The "bitch," of course, had no underwear; instead, she wore a
black . With bright red lipstick and deep blue eyeshadow, Wei Xue was led into Director Chen's bedroom. Following
orders, the glamorously dressed Wei Xue knelt with her head bowed beside the shoe cabinet in the entryway—the standard spot for a submissive
to greet their master upon returning home. Her delicate hands were raised above her head, holding a plate containing
a roll of rope, a red gag, and a soft whip. Under the surveillance camera, Wei Xue,
like , knelt awaiting Director Chen's return from work for his "training."

Kahn didn't share Sneaky Chen's succubus culture. After Julia washed up and dressed a little,
she was wrapped in a towel and led to Kahn's room. Julia obediently knelt on the bed, and Kahn immediately
stripped the American beauty of her towel, revealing Julia's tall and slender figure. Kahn pressed down on her, his large hands
kneading Julia's smooth breasts, teasingly saying, "If I fuck you hard for a month, your tits will catch up with Wei Xue's
, haha." Her long, beautiful legs shyly opened, and his large penis pressed against her thin labia, slowly
pushing in. The taut Julia was penetrated, followed by a storm of thrusting, Julia's inexperienced
body being mercilessly entered repeatedly. "Squeeze your two sexy legs tightly around my waist, is it good? Scream it out ,
bitch." Julia's weak legs tried to hook around Kahn's lower back, and the tyrannical Kahn
conquered .

"So good, so good, bitch, so good, oh, so deep." After a few painful cries, Julia
's attempt to please the man was awkward and clumsy. Kahn simply lifted the two bony legs of the beauty beneath him onto his shoulders, forcefully
bending the inexperienced female body, making Julia squeeze even tighter, and pounded the beautiful flesh beneath him like a tiger seizing a sheep.
After a hundred or so thrusts, Julia was turned into a kneeling position. Kahn slapped Julia's tender little buttocks while
deeply thrusting into the slave girl's warm womb, listening to Julia's miserable moans. Finally, Kahn, completely unconcerned,
poured his scalding semen deep into the flower room. His conquest complete, Julia, her swollen, red buttocks smeared with semen,
lay limp on the bed. Kahn cursed her as a blockhead and ordered her taken away to be given to the guards to play with as they pleased, three
at a time, to give her a rest. The guards gleefully dragged the lifeless beauty away.

The door opened, and Wei Xue's limp body immediately straightened, her hands raised even higher. Someone approached, a
soft hand lifting her delicate face, which radiated a submissive, seductive smile. Wei Xue saw a refined-looking Eastern man wearing gold-rimmed glasses
. "Master, your servant Wei Xue kneels to greet you. Your servant trespassed onto the island and was captured. I have confessed my guilt completely.
Please punish me as you see fit." Wei Xue presented the training tools on the plate. Her unique, honey-sweet voice made
Director Chen feel dizzy. Director Chen pointed to his feet, and Wei Xue, understanding, quickly and gently
took off her master's leather shoes and put on slippers with her jade-like hands. Then, she followed her master on her knees to the center of the room and knelt down.

"I heard Ms. Wei Xue is a female detective. What amazing discovery did she make on my Pearl Island?
Aren't detectives supposed to be amazing? How come Detective Wei Xue is so submissive now?" Hearing her master's question, Wei Xue
raised pretty face and replied, "Master, please don't tease me. Wei Xue is no longer a detective. Wei Xue is your
female captive, your female slave. Wei Xue knows nothing, only that she belongs to you from now on. Please treat her well."
Hearing this, Mr. Chen laughed heartily, picked a bundle of hemp rope from the plate,
and waved it . Wei Xue knew that Mr. Chen had some unique hobbies, such as tight rope bondage. Actually, she wasn't
averse to rope bondage, but today she had to serve her master as a rope slave. In the past, Wei Xue always secretly hoped that
her precious body would be made more beautiful by the hemp rope, but her husband was oblivious to her feelings. In this helpless situation...
This was Wei Xue's first time experiencing rope bondage, and she felt a surge of anticipation. "Madam, if I may ask,
would you prefer the Five-Flower Binding or the Rear-Hand Guanyin Binding?" Mr. Chen asked politely, rubbing the rope against Wei Xue's curvaceous upper body
to let her feel its resilience.

"Wei Xue will do as Master wishes. This humble servant is quite soft and easily swayed by ropes. If Master is in the mood, please allow this humble servant
to try them one by one," Wei Xue replied sweetly. "Then let's try the Rear-Hand Guanyin Binding. I have only a rudimentary understanding of rope bondage, and I will have to
make a fool of myself before this beauty," Mr. Chen said, twisting Wei Xue's soft arms behind her back and
pressing them down with his knees. Wei Xue's palms were pressed together against her spine, and she tried to relax her body to cooperate. The rope
unfurled , and Mr. Chen first made a noose, tightening it around Wei Xue's fair neck. Then, with a flourish
, he bound the kneeling beauty before him. Wei Xue's rounded forearms were firmly secured behind her back,
the noose One noose, two nooses, three nooses—Wei Xue cried out in pain from the twisting. Mr. Chen stopped, quietly praising
her resilience. Wei Xue knew her years of yoga practice hadn't been in vain. The standard "Hands-on-Back Guanyin" binding made Wei Xue's body exquisitely detailed
, captivatingly beautiful. Her hands were tightly clasped behind her back, her breasts forced high
before Mr. Chen—a classic picture of a beautiful woman bound hand.

Mr. Chen, outwardly a refined gentleman, actually harbored many perverse desires. Now,
with the beautiful detective Wei Xue as his slave, Mr. Chen was determined to enjoy himself. Mr. Chen
pulled Miss Wei Xue, whose hands were bound behind her back , to her feet. He held her in his arms, feeling her curvaceous body,
and teased her vulva with his hand. Wei Xue moaned ingratiatingly. Wei Xue was then laid flat on the large bed. "I always start with a woman's feet.
I wonder what your fragrant lotus smells like," Mr. Chen said, as he began to untie Wei Xue's thin-soled canvas shoes. Her sweaty black-stockinged feet,
now bare , emitted a faint, clean scent. The distinctive sour smell of cheap acrylic blended with the dampness of the canvas
, making one feel dizzy. But Mr. Chen sniffed her sweaty black-stockinged feet as if he had found a treasure. "Such a pure, sensual foot smell!
It's quite something. You've been born with a beautiful pair of feet, my beauty," Wei Xue said, her face flushed with embarrassment. Her two black-stockinged feet rubbed together.
Mr. Chen first handed two canvas shoes to Wei Xue, who was lying on the bed with her hands tied behind her back, and said, "Madam,
your smelly shoes are polluting the air. Clean them yourself, lick them clean with your tongue." Hearing
Mr. Chen's malicious teasing, Wei Xue felt a surge of bitterness. Hesitantly, she stuck her delicate tongue into the sweaty shoes. Her tongue
licked the damp, smelly canvas insoles, and the pungent smell of a woman's feet made Wei Xue gag. However, she dared not
disobey. Her soft tongue licked the sweaty insoles forcefully, and Wei Xue thoroughly savored the unique and intense smell of her own
feet. She almost suffocated. She endured the stench and cleaned the canvas shoes until the rough canvas shoes were
wet from licking. Only then did Mr. Chen signal that it was enough.

The two lay on the bed, Wei Xue voluntarily spreading her body. Chen played with the female prisoner's plump, black-stockinged
feet. Rose Detective Wei Xue surprisingly had flat feet. Chen repeatedly tickled her ten tender toes, using his fingers to rub her plump
, black-stockinged soles. Wei Xue's body writhed and twisted on the bed, tickled by the ticklish sensation. Then Chen pulled out his large penis and pressed it against the smooth,
warm soles of her silk-stockinged feet. Wei Xue immediately used her large feet to clamp the shaft and rub it gently. Her two black-stockinged
hooves came together, rubbing Chen's enormous glans forcefully. "Master's penis is so big! Xuexue
loves to clamp it with her feet," Wei Xue said, stretching her thick soles. One foot repeatedly slapped the glans up and down, while the other foot
gently stomped on her testicles. Watching Wei Xue actively perform footjob... Mr. Chen closed
his eyes , feeling Wei Xue's nimble feet serving him. Wei Xue's size 40 feet were indeed the epitome of foot fetish.
Under the powerful kneading of her black-stockinged feet, Mr. Chen couldn't help but ejaculate onto Wei Xue's feet.

After the foot fetish was over, Mr. Chen patted his smelly feet approvingly. Wei Xue meowed a few times in response.
Mr. Chen pulled Wei Xue's naked body over. He untied the obedient Wei Xue, then tightened his hands around her arms
until they were numb, leaving rope marks on her fair skin. She looked pitiful. Wei Xue rubbed her sore and numb
arms, reached down and pulled off her pantyhose, throwing them off the bed. She
spread , presenting her wet, pink, mature vulva to Mr. Chen. "Please feed this little glutton, Master," Wei Xue
murmured shyly.

"Okay, you little slut, I'll have some fun with you." His penis thrust in, and Wei Xue's upturned buttocks welcomed him. The two of them
were entangled in a lovemaking embrace. His large penis thrust rapidly in and out of her wet, slutty cunt. Wei Xue's vagina was loose on the outside but narrow on the inside.
The large penis, entering the mature woman's vagina for the first time, was squeezed by Wei Xue's tight vagina and made her moan with pleasure. Mr. Chen
enjoyed deeply inserting his penis into the female detective's narrow flower path, all the way to her warm flower chamber. Wei Xue's clitoris was rubbed
hard stood erect. "Lady, don't just focus on eating my penis. Make a few noises to help me get into the mood." Wei Xue's lower body was pressed against
his penis, and her phoenix eyes flickered a few times. "Ah, Master, it's so big, this little slut feels so good, ah, Master, keep going,
fuck this little slut to death, Master's cock, so hard and long, inside my soft and tender pussy, this slut's body wants Master
." Wei Xue tried to make up a few lines to please the man on top of her, her little mouth humming a sweet, off-key little
bed song to please her master. "Do you want to cum in your cunt, little slut?" Mr. Chen teased. Wei Xue
thought about her future and could only compromise. Wei Xue said sweetly, "This little slut wants to,
this little slut wants to have children for Master, this little slut wants Master's semen, Master, cum in me, ah, ah..."
Amidst the crisp moans, Mr. Chen's hot semen shot deep into Wei Xue's vagina, making Wei Xue's
delicate body tremble. The limp penis slid out of her honeyed hole, and Mr. Chen lay down beside Wei Xue with satisfaction. Wei Xue's limp
body quickly got up, knelt at Mr. Chen's crotch, and bent down,
her mouth taking the soft, still-erect shaft into her mouth, carefully cleaning the sticky fluid from it. "Such good service, Ms. Wei Xue, are you
a detective or a prostitute?" Mr. Chen patted Wei Xue's smooth back. "Wei Xue is just her master's bitch now,
of course she has to serve her master's penis well. Xue Xue wants more." Wei Xue smiled seductively, expressing her loyalty, a
crystal The two intertwined again, and Wei Xue, exhausted, softly lay on Mr. Chen's body and fell asleep.

All women, once in bed, are graded by the man's level of comfort. The more comfortable you make the man,
the more comfortable he will make you. Wei Xue understood this principle. The next day at dawn, Kahn came to collect Wei Xue. Sneaky
Chen didn't want Wei Xue to leave, but Wei Xue generously knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her master, indicating that she would come again when she had time.
Serving her master, she was taken away by Kahn with her arms tied behind her back. Director Chen was heartbroken. What a beautiful little flower,
fallen into the hands of a bunch of mercenary barbarians. I'll let her come and serve me again tonight. She'll be more comfortable here.

(3)

The next morning, An Fengqiong saw the email sent by Wei Xue and was furious. Monica always acted rashly.
How could Wei Xue, who was always steady, do such a thing? An Fengqiong quickly called to try to stop them from going to the island, but the phone
was already off. There is a 5-hour time difference between New York and Los Angeles. They should already be on the plane. By the time
Fengqiong contacted Monica, Wei Xue and Julia had already taken a boat to Pearl Island. An Fengqiong was frantic, but
Monica was nonchalant: "An, alright, alright, if you're worried, let's rent a boat and head to the island.
Besides, are all your young ladies here?"

In the meeting room of the New York Seven-Colored Rose Detective Agency, five charming beauties simultaneously gave a wry smile. "Big boobs,
no brains. Monica and the others know they've caused a huge mess. The history of ICU dates back to
the Allied secret hospital system during World War II. How could those three possibly handle it?"
Christine, , said with a half-smile, handing a photocopy of an archive from the Cambridge Library to the beauties.
"I arrived late, but I had important business to attend to. Unlike those clueless newbies who just barged in."

A British beauty, an aristocratic lady, a top student in history and archaeology at Cambridge University, the aristocratic
golden rose Christine possessed both British elegance and inherited the exploratory
spirit . She was obsessed with exploring the vast sea of historical materials, searching for clues and threads. Years of experience in extreme sports such as rock climbing and
rappelling have forged Christine's agility and skill. Moreover, Christine has a wide range of interests;
when the detective agency is not busy, she travels the world, exploring ancient ruins of ancient civilizations and experiencing
the vicissitudes .

British aristocratic families are relatively conservative; a 27-year-old aristocratic young lady like Christine is usually married,
either to a wealthy banker of equal social standing or to a political star. Marriages among the aristocracy
are often fraught with mutual benefit. Christine has pure British blood; her signature long, pure blonde hair
is always meticulously combed back. At 167cm tall, she is perfectly proportioned and strong, with smooth, milky-white
skin, delicate features, a high nose, deep blue eyes, and a large, charming mouth—all exuding
a refined aristocratic elegance. Her parents, belonging to the upper echelons of British society, had long ago chosen a suitable
husband for Christine. Unlike Wei Xue, who obediently married, Christine had no desire to settle into a mundane
married . She maintained a distant relationship with her fiancé, dragging out the pace of their romance, while simultaneously living her
own life as she pleased. Despite her warm and friendly exterior, Miss Christine inherited the absolute
conservatism . "No one can have me without a wedding dress and vows in a church," she declared. Christine vehemently
disliked Monica's promiscuous lifestyle, and the two often argued in the club, this time being no exception.

"It seems ICU has a deep background, involving several large conglomerates that rose to prominence after World War II, especially
the Cole Consortium, which actually leased Pearl Island to ICU at such a low rent," said Amagawa Teruyuki seriously, looking at the documents
before her . Amakawa-ji Ying is the only martial arts
prodigy . Born into the Amakawa-ryu main family, a lineage of Japanese samurai, she began practicing her family's swordsmanship at a young age
and inherited the Amakawa-ji name at 23. Ying's joining the detective agency has an interesting backstory.

Kendo emphasizes the brute force of a single, decisive strike, while Tai Chi emphasizes balanced offense and defense, and the subtle use of leverage.
The martial arts philosophies of An Fengqiong and Amakawa-ji Ying are vastly different. An Fengqiong has transformed Tai Chi into a
way of life, flowing smoothly and freely. Amakawa-ji Ying, on the other hand, enjoys the pinnacle of her family's kendo achievements,
pursuing faster, more ruthless, and more refined swordsmanship. In Ying's eyes, martial arts are simply
tools to defeat opponents. Before establishing their detective agency, the two were evenly matched rivals in martial arts. In several exchanges, Ying
's wooden sword couldn't break through Feng Qiong's Tai Chi, and Feng Qiong's true Tai Chi skills were no match for Ying's exquisite swordsmanship. Their
three encounters were evenly matched. When An Feng Qiong wanted to establish the detective agency, the first person he invited was Tianchuan Temple Ying. Ying initially
refused, citing their different martial arts paths. However, after several investigations into cases of woman trafficking, Tianchuan
Temple Ying's strong sense of justice was leveraged by Feng Qiong to eventually recruit her. Everyone in the detective agency admired
An Feng Qiong's leadership skills, except for the swordswoman Ying, who remained unimpressed. "I only submit to those stronger than me
. Don't order me around if you can't beat me," she said. An Feng Qiong, however, held Miss Ying in high esteem. Despite being

a kendo enthusiast, Ying-chan in real life is a petite girl, a cute little girl, 162cm tall, with a delicate
face and a sweet smile. Without her kendo uniform, she's like a two-dimensional beauty from a manga. Tianchuan Temple Ying is also
a culinary expert and a flower arranging enthusiast. At 28, Ying is single. Her parents have tried to find her several
sons from martial arts families, but after watching them easily defeated by the petite and adorable swordswoman Ying, her parents are desperate.
"The husband I want is a man who can defeat me. Hmph, you can all leave," is Ying's attitude towards her endless
stream of suitors .

"That's right, I don't recommend we rush to the island to investigate," An Fengqiong decided decisively.
"Weixue and Julia are probably in grave danger on the island. If their identities are exposed and they're taken into custody, ICU might
already know all our information from them. If we go to the island, we'll just be handing them a gift. Our
hacker, Miss Nina, should give us your opinion. Everyone's waiting for your intelligence." An Fengqiong analyzed
the situation and said to the Slavic beauty, Nina.

"I agree with Ann's analysis. I hacked into some of ICU's bank transaction records on their website.
They transfer a large sum of money to a philanthropist and social activist named Richard every month under various pretexts," Nina
replied in a cool voice, her calm gaze returning to the computer in front of her. Wei Xue described Nina as a
cold, elegant wine glass filled with ice, while Monica called her an ice sculpture. Indeed, Nina's entire life revolved around computers
and programs; she was completely inept at socializing. An Fengqiong was probably Nina's only
friend , and even then, An Fengqiong always acted as a caring older sister, answering Nina's questions and engaging in interactive programming.
Nina's single-minded focus on programming was at the level of a top-tier hacker; aside from military firewalls, there was nothing she could do.
The servers of most commercial companies are usually unobstructed, but this time, crucial
clues were unearthed from ICU's network.

Nina was completely immersed in the ocean of computer networks, oblivious to her own beauty. With her Slavic-
like figure, slender waist, oval face, pointed chin, delicate eyebrows, arched almond-shaped eyes,
small nose, small mouth, and adorable little ears, she was a spitting image of a Barbie doll. However, Nina had no interest in dressing
up . She always wore androgynous clothes, her blonde hair disheveled, and size 38 high-top leather boots
as she sat in front of the computer. More than men, Nina preferred things with electricity.

"What's Richard's background? He's probably the mastermind behind ICU Pearl Island. Let's start
with him as a breakthrough, and ideally, get evidence of his organ transplant dealings with Pearl Island," An Fengqiong said.
"The bank records only show that Richard lives in Seattle. I'm still investigating," Nina reported.

"Okay, Nina, stay in New York to continue gathering information. Christine, Ying, and I will head to Seattle immediately
to investigate Richard. Have Monica rent a boat in Hawaii and check out the waters near Pearl Isle. Mira
, what do you think of this arrangement?" An Fengqiong said to the person sitting quietly in the distance. The composed Mira nodded slightly, and
everyone went their separate ways.

In a luxury suite at the Hyatt Regency Seattle, the three women looked at the information Nina had sent. Richard had previously been
a high-ranking official in the Cole Foundation, where he oversaw the commercial operation of leasing Pearl Isle to the ICU at a low price for a long term for medical research
. Richard later left the foundation and participated in several
charitable projects related to organ transplantation for the poor. He was dedicated to lobbying Congress to amend healthcare laws and loosen restrictions on organ trafficking. The information below
was his address in Seattle. "That old fox is definitely suspicious. Where does he get the money for charity?
Why is the ICU giving him money? He must know the secret of Pearl Isle."

Suddenly, An Fengqiong's computer received another email from an unknown number. The subject line read, "..." An Fengqiong's heart skipped a beat.
Opening the email, she found an unfamiliar email address. Clicking on it, the three women were horrified. It was an overseas video website.
The first video on the page was Wei Xue's personal pornographic performance, something they hadn't heard from in days. The three women had never seen Wei Xue dressed
so vulgarly and provocatively. Detective Xue's beautiful body was clad in a black bodysuit of stockings, and on her feet were
a pair of open-toed platform shoes commonly used by prostitutes to solicit customers. The stockings had a hole at the crotch, revealing her
swollen, shaved pubic hair and exposed vulva. She wore a bright gold vest that opened her chest, and someone had
written the word "bitch" in bright red on her fair belly with lipstick. Wei Xue's pretty face was covered with thick blush and heavy
dark blue eyeshadow. Wei Xue pouted her beautiful purple lips, looking more seductive than the lowest prostitute.
Wei Xue had a stiff, seductive smile on her face. She was in the center of what looked like a bar stage. Under the stage lights,
the beautiful Xue twisted her body randomly, raised her black-stockinged legs, and showed her private
parts . Whistles and rude curses filled the video. Someone threw keychains, ping-pong balls,
bottle . Wei Xue, wearing platform shoes, scurried over and quickly
picked up the scattered items. She deftly parted her swollen labia, inserted the small object into her vagina,
and then let out a few hoarse moans, acknowledging the audience. The first video ended there, the three women shocked by Wei Xue's
incomprehensiblely lewd behavior.

The second video began, this time featuring Wei Xue and Julia performing a blowjob. In the video,
Wei Xue and Julia are completely naked. Two burly men hold their legs up from behind like children being held to urinate,
their vulvas exposed side by side. Their two flushed faces are forced to be raised high towards
the camera . Someone then carefully applies a clear yellow ointment to their vulvas. An Fengqiong believes this is a strong
aphrodisiac, as the two women's faces grow increasingly red, and they lower their heads in shame. Afterwards, two men insert
thin glass rods into their fully aroused vaginas, gently grinding their sensitive, hardened clitoris.
The perpetrators are making them compete to see who can ejaculate first. The slender glass rod couldn't satisfy the drug-fueled, thirsty little
hole at all. Soon, the two were moaning unrestrainedly, "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore, it's so hot, my little hole is so itchy
, brothers, you're going to go so deep, this little slut is going to cum, I want your cock, I want your dick to fuck my little hole." Finally, the American
beauty Julia couldn't take it anymore after being played with by the glass rod, and her lower body gushed out streams of pungent, lustful fluid. Julia
fainted during her orgasm. Immediately afterward, Wei Xue, who was hanging on the man, straightened her tender white legs, and
a stream of water gushed out of her little hole, splashing far onto the camera lens. Wei Xue's orgasm lasted for more than twenty seconds, and the pungent, pungent
vaginal fluid gushed out in all directions, causing the mercenaries to burst into laughter. At the end of the video, a masked man lewdly grinned at the camera and said,
"President An, are you satisfied with the performance of your two subordinates? Once you're on Pearl Island, don't even think about leaving. If you want those
two to live, are you going to come here yourselves, or should I send a boat to pick you up? Give me an answer within a day,
hahaha."

The three women who watched the video felt their faces burning. Could it be that the fate of the Seven-Colored Roses was
to perform a climax together on Pearl Island? The three women were speechless for a moment. An Fengqiong broke the silence: "They probably sent
the video with good intentions. None of us can go to the island. We have no cards to play right now. We must
get evidence from Richard so we can make a deal with them and save Wei Xue and Julia."

"But we can't just ignore Wei Xue and Julia's lives. If we don't hear from them in a day, they
might kill them," Christine said anxiously. As the sisters who started the detective agency together, their bond was very
strong. Wei Xue's shameless and submissive behavior in the video shocked Christine. She knew that Wei Xue
would seize any chance of survival for her family and parents, which was why these beasts treated her so badly.

"Of course I know. I think I'll write an email to calm them down first. If that doesn't work, I'll have Monica infiltrate the island and
try
. Judging from their behavior in the video, they won't kill them right away. We should go to Richard's house to investigate immediately," An Fengqiong decided decisively. Afterwards, Ahn Bong-kyung replied to the email in a very gentle tone
. She said that the detective agency had taken the job blindly without knowing anything about Pearl Island. We also have no intention
of going against ICU. Please do not hurt the two girls. Our other beautiful sisters are willing to pay any price to
ensure the safety of the two girls.

Mr. Richard had been under considerable scrutiny lately. Ever since he heard about the detective who had come to Pearl Island, although he had eventually been
caught, his future was uncertain. Late at night, Richard sat in his study and dialed Sneaky
Chen's number. He hadn't expected three dark figures to be lurking beneath his study window. The Seven-Colored Rose Detective was infiltrating an
ordinary suburban manor. Two martial arts masters and a rock climbing expert acted as if they were at home; the two security guards were knocked unconscious
without warning by a chop to the neck from An Fengqiong and a blow to the hilt of a sword from Tianchuan Siying. The three
skillfully opened the front door. Nina's detailed information had clearly described the room's layout. They
began searching for clues from the first floor. When they reached the study window on the second floor, they heard Richard's voice.
They listened intently, and An Fengqiong pulled out a miniature recorder.

"How's it going on on the island? What happened to those two women? Are you sure they weren't cops? Chen, answer me
!" Richard impatiently shouted into the phone. The three outside the window were excited; it seemed he was
the boss .

"Don't worry, boss, both women have confessed. They're just two hairless little detectives. I've already taken care of
them. Everything's normal on the island." Director Chen lay lazily on the leather chair in his study, one hand holding the phone, the other
squeezing Wei Xue's large breasts as she knelt at his crotch, dressed in a revealing maid outfit, giving him a blowjob. Initially
, after capturing the two female detectives and learning their identities, Sneaky Chen decided to play with them for a couple of rounds before taking them to the back mountain to disembowel them and harvest their organs,
then dispose of the bodies at sea to avoid any complications. However, after experiencing Wei Xue's ecstasy, he conceived the idea of
keeping . Coincidentally, Kahn also wanted to use two little roses to cast a long line to catch a big fish, so
the treatment of the two women changed to long-term enslavement and training. There were no professional trainers on Pearl Island, so interrogation expert Hannibal Lecter
had to step in and act as one. He subjected the two women to a crude and ruthless form of "bitch training."
The advantage of this method was that it quickly established a submissive personality in the women; trained to be like pets to their masters, they would become obedient.
However, women trained in this way lost their independent personalities and were merely submissive sex machines, which
greatly diminished their charm. For top beauties like Wei Xue and Julia, this was a waste of their talents. But
Hannibal, could only perform such rudimentary training.

To help the two roses quickly adapt to the role of bitches, detectives Wei Xue and Julia
were humiliatingly fitted with stiff pet collars around their beautiful necks and leashed. The next morning, Hannibal arrived at the cell
on time rang the bell to wake the two naked bitches huddled under their blankets. Fallen into enemy hands, the two rose detectives
abandoned any thought of resistance and were forced to accept their status as bitches on Pearl Island. The two climbed out of
the cell . Hannibal led the two naked, kneeling beauties on the ground to walk their dogs in the quiet back hills. Hannibal
held two dog leashes, and Julia, with her loose blonde hair and tall figure, lay on the ground like a golden retriever.
Wei Xue, even in this situation, was mindful of her image, her delicate body kneeling neatly on the ground, her head held
high , like a noblewoman. Hannibal led the two female dogs slowly along the path, and Wei Xue and
Julia imitated the gait of the dogs, crawling forward beside Hannibal on their knees and delicate hands. Sometimes Hannibal
would lightly whip the female dogs' rumps with a whip, and the two women would immediately bark in response to their master. After a while, they reached
the edge of . Hannibal unchained them, and Wei Xue and Julia climbed to the foot of a tree. Each raised a beautiful leg, and
like puppies, they urinated against the tree roots, cleaning up the night's pent-up desire. Their two hazy eyes gazed at each other,
as if they had truly become little female dogs. The two female dogs' diet was greatly improved. Three meals a day, just a ring of a
bell and the two female dogs would kneel before the iron plate, each with a piece of fine steak and vegetable salad.
The two detectives would beg and bite into the tender steak like dogs. Hannibal knew that if the female dogs didn't get enough nutrition and
kept having sex, they wouldn't last a week. So, the two female dogs' daily tasks
were used in a limited way. Julia's daytime task was to serve four men in the position of female dogs having sex, while the married Wei Xue had to use
her superb oral skills to play three flutes, and then use her vagina to serve the other two mercenaries. The rest of the time, as instructed by
Director Chen , the two women were not allowed to be "trained" anymore. They were kept in their doghouse to rest, watching TV, reading books, and
listening to music, much like homebodies. In the evening, they returned to their beautiful selves, showering and dressing
seductively to provide services in the ICU's high-rise apartment.

"Of course I understand what we're doing. Even if the international police come to Pearl Island, I'll take
them , hahaha." Chen, grinning maliciously, hung up the phone and kicked Wei Xue's white buttocks. Wei Xue quickly
ran to the bed and knelt face-to-face with Julia, who was already kneeling and waiting. Today's topic was lesbianism, and watching
two women engage in sexual activity was one of Mr. Chen's perverted hobbies. Mr. Chen gestured for the two women to begin. Wei Xue and
Julia started foreplay, their fair bodies rubbing together, their sexy red lips and delicate tongues
intertwining , their small hands digging and teasing each other's vulvas, their sexy voices moaning ecstatically. Wei Xue's plump labia pressed
against Julia's smooth mound of flesh, and the two women began to rub against each other, their two little cunts rubbing together vigorously, afraid of being
punished by the seemingly gentle Mr. Chen for not doing it right. Finally, Mr. Chen, burning with desire, joined in,
riding the two sluts to the peak of pleasure, the three bodies limp on the bed. The night grew deeper, and Mr. Chen and Julia,
having climaxed fell into a deep sleep. Wei Xue, her bright phoenix eyes wide open, stared at the ceiling. The past few days of training had
left Wei Xue physically and mentally exhausted, but she had not given up her last hope. Wei Xue had been waiting for her chance. During the earlier encounter,
she had feigned cooperation, using Julia's tall figure to shield herself from numerous sexual encounters. She still had some
energy left because she had seen Chen press the record button on the phone on the table during oral sex. Wei Xue felt her opportunity had arrived. Director Chen had
been having too much fun this time; he hadn't properly leashed either of his female dogs. She knew that female dogs should be leashed when not in use.
Wei Xue stealthily left the bed, turned on the smart recorder, and found at least ten recordings. She quickly
forwarded them to An Fengqiong's phone. After completing everything, Wei Xue returned to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When An Fengqiong received Wei Xue's recordings, she compared them with the recording from Richard's study the previous night and exclaimed with delight
. The mysterious person was indeed Richard, and the two had discussed illegal organ donation and trafficking in great detail.
That night, An Fengqiong, along with Tianchuan Siying and Christine, went to Richard's manor again and stood directly before
Mr. . After listening to the recording, Mr. Richard's heart stopped for about ten seconds as he looked at Yingjiang pressed against his neck.
Richard broke down at the sight of the blade. The deal was quickly made: $2 million to safely return the two women and
Monica, . The detective agency, of course, would not pursue the matter further
. After all, everyone is after money, so what's there to be unnecessarily negotiated?

(4)

After watching Wei Xue and Julia go to the island, Monica completely relaxed in the sweltering Hawaiian sea breeze.
She swam on the beautiful beaches of Hawaii every day and spent her evenings in various nightclubs waiting for the main group to arrive.
When she heard that Wei Xue and Julia were in danger on the island, and also learned of An Fengqiong's decision not to go to the island immediately,
An Fengqiong took Christine and Tianchuan Temple Ying to Seattle to investigate. Without saying a word, Monica found the
bartender and asked him to arrange a boat to go out to sea immediately, and to name her price. A day later, a small boat sailed out of the dock. There were three men
on the boat : one to drive and two to be sailors. The sexy and hot Monica was sitting
in the cabin with her diving equipment. After three hours of sailing, the ship suddenly stopped on the empty sea. Three sailors entered the cabin. The leader,
staring at the hot woman in leather boots, beach shorts, and a round-neck t-shirt, chuckled and asked, "We
haven't asked you what you're doing near Pearl Island, hot chick. It's not exactly a fun place."

"Handsome, I'm going diving! I already told you, I brought all my gear," Monica blew
a kiss. "There are plenty of diving spots in Hawaii. Hot chick, aren't you going to tell the truth?
We knew you were up to no good when the bartender contacted us. If you don't explain yourself, don't blame us for being ruthless on this vast high seas."
The captain and two sailors approached Monica.

"Fine, I can't run away either. Actually, I'm going to..." Suddenly, Monica's long legs flew up like noodles
. The captain only saw a rubber shoe sole gradually enlarging before he fell backward onto the ship. Monica
displayed her signature Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, her supple and powerful legs swiftly wrapping around a sailor's waist. She
flipped him over, bringing him to the ground, and delivered a swift chop to knock him unconscious. Another sailor, seeing the danger, grabbed an
iron bar to strike his head. Monica braced herself with her hands, spun 360 degrees, sweeping her opponent to
the ground, and delivered a powerful knee strike to his throat. The entire process took less than 40 seconds. Monica smiled and asked,
"The bartender didn't tell you I know Jiu-Jitsu, did he? Take me to the outskirts of Pearl Island, and we'll part ways
. How about it?" The three, thoroughly impressed, nodded repeatedly.

Upon arriving at their destination, Monica changed into a wetsuit, put on flippers, packed her sweaty leather boots in her waterproof backpack
, and jumped off the boat, silently calling out to Wei Xue, "Julia, just a little longer, I'll come to rescue you!" Seeing Monica
dive into the water, the small boat turned around and headed back. Ignoring everything, Monica swam desperately towards the shore of Pearl Island. Although impulsive and hot-blooded,
Monica wasn't stupid. She knew that after Wei Xue and her group's disturbance, the island's security would
be extremely tight. Her only option was to first infiltrate the uninhabited shallows into the dense undergrowth, then seize
an opportunity to approach the ICU's high-ranking officers' quarters. Ideally, she could take one of the island's officers hostage to negotiate their release. She had to hurry; Wei Xue and her companion could
be killed at any moment.

Successfully landing on the island from an uninhabited shallow area below the cliff, Monica concealed herself in the bushes and
advanced towards the ICU medical center. A
young nurse in a white uniform and cap emerged from a path through the bushes on the outskirts of the medical center. Monica, who had been lying in wait, leaped out like a leopard, grabbed
the terrified nurse, and quickly dragged her into the depths of the woods. A sharp dagger was held
to the nurse's pale neck, and the nurse immediately went limp, answering questions honestly.

Name: "Marianna," Where is she from: "American," What does she do on the island: "Head
nurse of the ICU special ward," Do you know the source of organs in the ICU: "No, I'm only responsible for the care of VIP patients."
Who is the manager of Pearl Island, and how do I get to his room? Honestly: "It's Director Chen, on the third
floor of the building on the left, the first room, there are security guards at the door, you can't get in." Having gotten the answers, Monica began to strip
the nurse of her uniform, shoes, and cap, and handcuffed the nurse, who was only wearing underwear
and a bra, to a tree trunk with the handcuffs she had brought. What to gag her? Monica was stumped. Finally, she gritted her teeth, took off her own smelly socks that had been soaking in
her leather boots all day, and stuffed them into the nurse's mouth. She didn't have sweaty feet, and the socks
were just damp. "You'll have to suffer a little." Monica turned around and changed into white stockings, a nurse's skirt, and flat nurse's shoes,
then put on a playful nurse's cap. Monica transformed into a beautiful nurse; it seemed she was about to put on
a show of uniform seduction. Monica gave a self-deprecating wry smile, grabbed Marianna's ID card, and headed towards the medical center.

Nodding and smiling at everyone she met along the way, Monica arrived safely at her target building. The security guard, as
usual , asked what she was doing there. Monica explained that Head Nurse Marianna had sent her to ask the supervisor about something. The guard
let her through, wondering what a nurse wanted with the security supervisor. Monica didn't know that the information Marianna had given her
was the address of the mercenary leader, Kahn's, room. Using the ID card, she unlocked the elevator, which stopped on the third floor. Monica gracefully
walked to the door of Kahn's office, gave the doorman a charming smile, and before he could react, Monica's hands flashed
across his temples, silently subduing him. If he went to announce something, she would be exposed.

Kahn was sitting behind his desk writing a defense summary for the past month when a voluptuous nurse approached him
. Startled, he asked, "How did you get in? What do you want?" Monica smiled sweetly as she walked in,
saying, "Supervisor, Head Nurse Mariana asked me to inform you of something..." Reaching Kahn's desk, Monica,
who had been secretly holding a tranquilizer dart in her left hand, suddenly lunged at Kahn's neck. Kahn's years as a mercenary had honed his
extraordinary senses, saving him. Seeing the nurse's instinctive movement, Kahn reflexively
fell to the ground, chair and all. Monica missed her target, and immediately leaped high into the air, stomping on Kahn's chest as he lay on
the ground . Kahn, lying on the ground, crossed his arms to block the powerful
white soles of the nurse's shoes. Monica was shocked. "The administrative manager has such good skills; it seems I'm going to have to fight to the death today."

"Who are you?" Monica ignored Kahn's question and continued her attack. Just as Kahn deflected
Monica's body and stood up, Monica's fiery legs were already crossed and aimed at Kahn's waist.
If Monica's contortionist style managed to trap him around the waist, she was confident she could subdue her opponent within three moves. Kahn was no
pushover either; he raised his iron knee, aiming for Monica's shinbone. Monica, not daring to meet the attack head-on, somersaulted in mid-air...
Standing on the ground, she lunged forward with both hands to grab Kahn's ankles. Kahn, who had gained the upper hand in the previous move, immediately swung his iron fist at
Monica's face, and the two exchanged blows.

Monica's jiu-jitsu emphasized close-quarters grappling and using exquisite joint locks to subdue her opponent. The agile
Monica repeatedly tried to grab and strike Kahn's lower body, subduing him on the ground. However, Kahn, a mercenary by training, was also a
skilled fighter. After a few moves, he understood Monica's style. Relying on his long arms and great strength, Kahn countered Monica's
attempts to close the distance with head-on attacks, forcing her back several times. Over time, Monica's tight
nurse's uniform and thin-soled nurse's shoes became a hindrance, and her flying kicks became increasingly stiff. Kahn gradually figured out the trick. As they crossed
paths , Kahn deliberately extended one leg forward, creating an opening. Monica, seeing the opportunity, quickly ducked her two white-stockinged legs
down and clamped them around Kahn's calves. With a twist of her supple waist, Monica tried to throw Kahn to
the ground . However, Kahn was prepared; his strong body tensed, and he stood
firm, clamping his legs together and trapping Monica's right leg between his legs. Then, he grabbed Monica's smooth ankle and forcefully twisted it outwards. Monica screamed in pain, her left foot
slamming into Kahn's hard chest muscles. Kahn's body shuddered, unmoved, and
he twisted it . Monica's right foot snapped and dislocated.

Enduring the excruciating pain, Monica pulled her limp right leg out and crawled back a couple of times with her left foot.
Kahn grinned cruelly and strode forward, grabbing Monica's rounded shinbones with both hands. With a
sudden burst of strength, Kahn lifted Monica's curvaceous body and slammed her against the wall. *Thud!* Monica's
back hit the wall, and she felt as if every bone in her body had shattered. She slumped to the floor, convulsing,
completely powerless to resist. Exhausted after the fierce fight, Kahn looked at the
motionless . His lust, fueled by the bloodlust of the battle, surged. He walked over and kicked Monica's large
buttocks, yelling, "Tell me! Who are you? I'll kill you if you don't talk!" Monica forced a glance at him with her beautiful eyes
but remained silent.

Monica was always one to respond to gentle persuasion, and while muscular men like Kahn were usually her type,
she had fallen for him today, and she refused to give in. Seeing Monica's contemptuous attitude, Kahn's anger
flared . He reached down and unbuckled his two-finger-wide leather belt,
swinging it with a whooshing sound as he indiscriminately lashed Monica's bare, bronze skin. The sound of the belt striking flesh was crisp and clear,
leaving deep red welts on Monica's bare arms. "Ah, ah, that feels good, so good! You're
really good, little handsome boy, you're serving me so well! Ah! You're good at this, I'll have some fun with you today
!" Monica gritted her teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and arrogantly shouted. Enraged, Kahn
kicked Monica hard in the stomach, sending her sliding sideways a meter away, her face pale and
panting heavily . Kahn followed up with a stomp on Monica's head, roaring, "You little bitch, you've got some nerve! I
'm going to make you feel good today, make you regret being a woman." As he spoke, he used his hands to tear off Monica's tight nurse's uniform and
white stockings. The badly injured Monica was powerless to resist, and Kahn easily tore open her nurse's uniform and pulled her body down. Soon,
the naked Monica was forced to lie face down on the floor by Kahn, her legs spread apart. Kahn unzipped his pants, pulled out
an enormous, monstrous penis, and brutally thrust it into Monica's crotch. Without
any rammed directly into Monica's dry vagina, mercilessly
tearing open her delicate labia. Kahn's brutal intercourse was a one-sided sexual ravaging. Monica
screamed in agony from the unlubricated, enormous penis. After dozens of frenzied thrusts, Kahn finally took a closer look at the genitals of the beauty beneath him
. Monica's weathered labia, however, were not dark, because the lustful Monica knew
her woman ; she regularly whitened and maintained her source of happiness. Another fierce thrust, Kahn's massive
penis, radiating a menacing murderous intent, almost reached Monica's cervix. Monica frowned, using all her strength
to grip his penis with her dry vaginal walls, trying to ejaculate quickly.

Kahn then thrust in and out another 100 times, asking Monica if she was submissive. "Your little toothpick
doesn't feel a thing, are you impotent, you good-for-nothing?" Monica laughed bitterly. The frenzied Kahn
thrust another hundred times, finally pouring his thick semen directly into Monica's uterus.
After their orgasms, both Kahn and Monica were exhausted. Monica's vagina burned with intense pain, and Kahn's penis
slid her swollen labia. Because Kahn had ejaculated directly into Monica's uterus, her vagina was
completely opened, her lower body a mess, flowing with white fluid. Still seething with anger, Kahn grabbed Monica's pair of
white, flat, strappy nurse shoes and smacked her round, protruding buttocks with the soles. Holding one of the smelly
shoes in each hand, Kahn swung his arms and began spanking her bottom, the leather soles striking her white, high-perched buttocks repeatedly.
Monica screamed in pain, painful memories flooding back. As a child, whenever Monica made a serious mistake,
her strict father would force her down on a bench, remove her smelly sneakers and cartoon shorts, and
whip her bottom repeatedly until her buttocks
were completely red, swollen, and bruised, leaving her unable to sit on a chair for days afterward. From then on, Monica
developed a deep-seated fear of spanking. Today, subjected to this again, Monica's psychological defenses completely crumbled; she was beaten until her eyes were filled with tears,
begging for mercy.

"Stop! Stop! My ass's bleeding! I'll tell you, I'm a detective too! Ah, little
Monica I admit my mistake! Stop!" Monica cried out. *Slap slap slap*, her firm, plump buttocks were covered in bruises from
nurse's shoes. Kahn snorted, "You think you're so tough? Keep it up, keep it hard! Today I
'm going to tear your stinking cunt apart, beat your horny ass to a pulp, bitch!" Kahn stopped whipping Monica's
already swollen buttocks. Kahn didn't let Monica off the hook. He grabbed a nurse's shoe with his left hand
and shoved it forcefully into Monica's tender vagina. "You filthy bitch, let you taste the flavor of your own horny shoes. Let you play the uniform fetish game,
damn it, your cunt's pretty tight," the blunt, soft leather toe of the shoe forced its way through her labia and into her soft vagina.

"Ah, it hurts! Please stop! My pussy is going to tear! Take it out! If my pussy is ruined, you won't
be able to play anymore!" Monica cried out in pain, pleading. Kahn impatiently shoved his shoe directly into Monica's right hand.
Monica's cries were abruptly silenced as her mouth devoured two
dusty , her tongue licking the filthy soles, sucking up
the sour, sweaty stockings from the fight, a painful sensation. Her lower vagina swallowed the shoe, pushing it
halfway in, stretching it into a gaping maw. Glistening, sticky fluid flowed uncontrollably from her vagina, her urethra itching unbearably, and Monica soon lost control
of her bladder . The man's semen, the woman's vaginal fluid, and the scent of urine drenched
Monica's entire body. She could only lie on the floor, covered in a foul stench, wailing in shame.

Kahn, having finished his release, answered a phone call, his expression shifting unpredictably, his cheeks twitching incessantly. After hanging up
the phone , Kahn immediately summoned the guards. Under their astonished gazes, he pointed at Monica, who was slumped on the ground, and said, "Take her
and those two bitches to the dock immediately. Notify all Pearl Island staff that they are only allowed to bring personal belongings to
the dock to board the ship and leave the island. Tell Hannibal to have his men destroy all the evidence, dismiss all the informants, and give them some money to
keep quiet. Claim to the public that there has been a chemical leak on the island, and everyone should evacuate Pearl Island immediately." Kahn issued the orders ruthlessly and decisively
, then turned and walked towards the dock.

Under An Fengqiong's coercion, Richard called Sneaky Chen, angrily explaining the current
situation . Shocked, Chen immediately stated that the island's communication system had been tapped, indicating that it must have been Kahn's
mercenaries who did it, and that Director Chen needed to handle it immediately. After hanging up the phone, Chen ran to the dock, boarded a ship, and headed straight for Hawaii.
Richard tried calling Chen again, but his phone was switched off. Furious, Richard smashed his water glass and quickly called Kahn
to give instructions. According to the deal with An Fengqiong, Pearl Island would send the three women to Hawaii a day later. During this time,
the entire Pearl Island would evacuate to handle the aftermath, and everyone would go their separate ways. After dealing with all these matters,
Mr. Richard made one last phone call: "Y, Pearl Island has been exposed. Damn it, Chen ran away on his own. I've arranged for
Kahn to evacuate."

"I know everything. Evil deeds will inevitably lead to one's downfall. I know very well what you've been doing behind the scenes, Richard. You
handle it. I won't let that Chen kid get away with it. You can rest assured." A strange English accent
came from the other end of the phone. Richard closed his eyes and sighed. "I know the rules. Don't touch my wife and daughter,
or those female detectives from Seven Colors Rose. I want them to suffer a terrible death." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before he spoke
: "You can rest assured. Your family and the company will protect them. As for those women, they have a long road ahead of them."
Richard A gunshot rang out, a will was written, and Richard's life came to an end.

On a small boat at the Pearl Island pier, Wei Xue and Julia, naked with black and red
collars around their necks, were led into the cabin by Hannibal in a dog-dog position. The past few days of training had made the two women adept at
maintaining a submissive, subservient posture in front of Hannibal. But this time, upon entering the cabin, both screamed and lunged
forward , Hannibal forcefully pulling the two excited "bitch dogs" along. Kneeling opposite them in the cabin was the naked and disheveled
Latina beauty, Monica. One white shoe was in her mouth, the other inserted into her vagina. Her ravaged,
sexy vagina dripped uncontrollably with vaginal fluid, trickling down the narrow shoe uppers. Monica's right eye was
bruised and swollen, her delicate body covered in whip marks, kneeling pitifully at Kahn's feet. Seeing this, the two women
cried out in grief. Hannibal sharply tightened the chains, and the two roses, trained to be obedient over the past few days, fell to their knees
in the cabin. The small boat quietly sailed into the sea. Listening to the sea breeze, the three women exchanged glances, knowing that today
's fate would likely be to feed the fish. In the final moments, Kahn pressed his penis against Wei Xue's delicate red lips.
Kahn was most reluctant to part with the mature and tender Wei Xue, wanting to enjoy her one last time. Wei Xue, heartbroken and dejected,
closed her eyes and turned her head away in disgust. Hannibal lashed Wei Xue's bare back with two lashes of his whip. The usually obedient Wei Xue
gritted her teeth and remained silent this time.

Kahn smiled and whispered in Wei Xue's ear, "Lady, if you serve everyone well one last time, I
'll release all three of you, how about it?" Wei Xue looked blankly at Kahn's smile, hesitated for a moment,
then her red lips parted, and she pressed them against Kahn's crotch, beginning her act. Julia, on the other hand, also knelt on the ground, serving Hannibal's
large penis. In just a few days, Julia's breasts had suddenly swelled, and Julia
had been forcibly matured from a naive girl. After serving Kahn, the three women were drugged and, in their dazed state, were stuffed into three
large suitcases. They fell into a deep sleep, enveloped in darkness.

An Fengqiong, Christine, and Tianchuan Temple Ying, the three roses, rushed to
the lobby of . The next day at noon, they found the three large black suitcases in the unattended baggage area, quickly dragged them back to their room,
and opened them. The three women's pale, unrecognizable bodies were revealed. The nurse's shoes, removed from Monica's vagina,
were now a soft, pale yellow from the sap, making An Fengqiong and the other two women cover their noses in disgust. Wei Xue and the others were rushed
to the hospital and transferred to a major hospital in New York two days later to recuperate.

Meanwhile, after An Fengqiong led her team to Seattle, Nina, the beauty who remained at the New York Detective Agency, tirelessly
investigated the secret documents of the ICU and the Cole Group. Suddenly, she discovered that the human rights organization mentioned by her client, Mike,
was a complete imposter. Just then, someone knocked on the detective agency's door. Nina dropped her work and ran to open it.
Upon opening the door, she froze completely. Standing outside, dressed in black, Mike pointed a gun at Nina and
said , "Don't be nervous, beautiful lady. Be careful the gun doesn't go off. My boss is dead. I'm just here to get my $500,000 back
." He then walked into the agency. The cleaner, Ruth, wasn't there today, and she was alone in the agency,
completely the Barbie-like beauty, Miss Nina, raised her hands in surrender.

Mike wasn't in a hurry to find the money. He admired his beautiful prey before him. Nina's 174cm
tall Slavic beauty's stunning figure, paired with delicate patent leather boots, made her legs appear even longer and slimmer.
Her slender waist, pointed chin, and delicate eyebrows made her look like a Barbie doll. Mike was filled with lust.
He pointed the gun at Nina's feet and ordered her to take off her boots herself. In the spring of March, Nina
was the only beautiful woman in the detective agency wearing boots. It wasn't for vanity or to keep her feet smelly; Nina
was completely absorbed in her computer and hadn't considered that the boots were out of season. Her delicate hands trembled as she unzipped the boots
, her small ankle arching as she lifted them, revealing a sheer female foot encased in short stockings
to . The smell of sweat and grime wafted out. Both boots were forced to be placed at Mike's feet, and Nina followed instructions.
Sitting on the sofa in the detective agency's lobby, Nina's trousers were rolled up a foot, revealing a pair of
slender, white legs resembling a crane's neck. Her small feet, clad in blue striped stockings, were placed on the coffee table in front of her, and her
hands were tied behind her back with rope that Mike had found.

Seeing Nina's complete lack of resistance, Mike patiently said, "Miss, I just want my
500,000 yuan back. If you don't tell me where the agency's finance office is, your little feet are going to suffer." As he spoke, Mike
ran his finger along the sole of Nina's white, stockinged feet. Despite her tall stature, Nina had a pair of small, delicate
feet, which were meticulously maintained in boots and shoes, making them very ticklish. Mike
started by tickling Nina's soles with both hands, making her laugh until tears streamed down her face. Not satisfied, Mike pulled down her short stockings
and began to suck on each of Nina's ten chubby little toes, the pungent smell of her feet incredibly stimulating.
He explored every crescent-shaped arch, the fine gaps between her toes, and her round heels. Finally, he pulled out his penis and forcefully
thrust it between her tender feet, rubbing against the reddened soles. Nina trembled with ticklish pleasure, repeatedly
begging him to stop, insisting she knew nothing about the financial matters.

Under Mike's control, Nina's feet slapped against his penis, and finally, Mike
ejaculated his thick, white semen onto Nina's foot. Having had his fill, Mike sneered, saying that if she didn't talk, he would fuck her to death, then reached for
the belt of her jeans. Just then, the atmosphere in the detective agency shifted. A strange,
exotic fragrance wafted into Mike's nostrils. Mike turned around and saw a woman, whose appearance defied description, standing behind him. She
was like a mirror, reflecting Mike's filthy soul without reservation. Mike knew something was wrong. He struggled to raise his gun
and point it at the woman. The woman's blue eyes watched him silently. Mike fainted amidst the increasingly strong fragrance.
Mira ran to Nina's side, untied Nina's ropes, and gently washed the filth from Nina's feet. Nina
sobbed in Raven and Mira's arms.

In a VIP ward of a major New York hospital, the female detectives gathered together. "So Mike was hired by Richard.
Richard had us collect evidence of the Pearl Island crimes, then frame Sneaky Chen with it,
pocketing the money and living a comfortable life. He just didn't expect Sneaky Chen to have already collected audio evidence, waiting to make a desperate attempt if
he were abandoned. That's what they mean by 'the wicked always get their comeuppance'," Monica
said bitterly after hearing An Fengqiong's explanation. Her vagina had been thoroughly ravaged; she wouldn't be able to find a man for at least six months.

"Richard never intended to pay us. He tricked us into coming to the island, waiting for Chen to deal with us so
he could have an excuse to kill Chen. But he never expected that the clever An would go to his house first. Did
n't he obediently transfer 2 million to our account on the day of the negotiation?" Christine interjected.

"Richard committed suicide, which is his own fault. The cunning Sneaky Chen escaped, but
Kahn and his mercenaries are still a concern. We'll probably have to deal with them again in the future, so everyone needs to be careful. By the way
, Xuexue, how did you send me the recording?" An Fengqiong asked curiously.

Wei Xue, wearing a hospital gown, lay in bed sweetly talking to her husband on the phone: "Honey, did you miss me? No,
I was almost done. Why haven't we contacted each other these past few days? I'm abroad; can't I bring
my phone on missions? Have a good mission. What gift do you want me to bring you when I come back to China? Hehehehe," Wei Xue
sweetly coaxed her husband. Ignoring everyone present, An Fengqiong sighed. It's best
not to know about Pearl Island.

An Fengqiong turned to Julia's hospital bed and said coldly, "Julia, this accident was caused
by your lack of composure and recklessness, which hurt yourself and others. I have decided that you are being
dismissed from the Seven-Colored Rose Detective Agency. Here is $250,000 as compensation. After you are discharged from the hospital, come back to the detective agency to pack your things." After hearing
this, Julia stared blankly at the ceiling. Although everyone wanted to say something good for Julia,
they remained silent due to An Fengqiong's authority. Only Tianchuan Siying said with dissatisfaction, "Although Julia
made a mistake by encouraging everyone to risk going to the island, she has also suffered a lot. If Julia is willing, she can first
register her name at the detective agency. Julia, don't worry, there will always be a place for you at the detective agency." Julia nodded gratefully.

After a week of recuperation, the three beauties looked much better and were discharged from the hospital. The detectives from the Seven-Colored Rose Detective Agency
gathered in the conference room to distribute their rewards. Each of them received a large sum of money. Wei Xue held the check with mixed feelings,
while Monica was quite happy, only hoping to have a rematch with Kahn next time and avenge her previous defeat. The receptionist had changed;
the nurse Mariana, who had been kidnapped by Monica, sat smiling in a smart little suit. It turned out that
An Fengqiong had learned the whole story and immediately chartered a boat to Pearl Island. The island was deserted, except for
Nurse Mariana, who was tied up deep in the bushes. An Fengqiong rescued her and explained the whole situation and
the fact that Pearl Island was destroyed. They became friends after their initial conflict, and Mariana, having nowhere else to go, joined the detective
agency, replacing Julia as the receptionist. Mariana's gentle demeanor, combined with her outstanding personal qualities,
proper manners, and alluring charm, made her a unique sight at the entrance of the detective agency. Moreover, this woman was far from simple-
minded . Julia, at Ying's insistence, nominally left the detective agency to become
Ying 's personal assistant, and then it was time to enjoy the fruits of her labor.

The beauties shared three common interests: eating, what tastes good, and how to eat without gaining weight.
After their sweep of Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, the beauties, laden with bags of spoils, entered the famous upscale buffet restaurant,
Goldchaete. They sat at a long table, while Mira simply took some light vegetables
and fruits and slowly savored them. After each mission's victorious shopping spree,
while the others went on a buying spree, Raven and Mira simply smiled and accompanied them. No one knew that most of Mira's money
had been anonymously sent to impoverished children around the world.

Monica devoured a skewer of golden-brown, thick Brazilian kebabs in one hand, chugging down freshly squeezed
South American dark beer, completely ignoring her still-aching vagina. A small mountain of meat bones piled on the table, and next to
her sat a stack of newly bought high-heeled sandals—all sexy strappy beach shoes.

Nina, from a Slavic society, preferred authentic French cuisine, meticulously cutting and savoring her dishes with
elegant . This was already Nina's third serving of baked snails. The computer-obsessed Nina selected...
Various electronic products were neatly piled to one side. Japanese Lolita Yingjiang loved the wonderful
combination . Everyone watched with curiosity as the little girl skillfully sliced salmon into almost transparent
thin slices with a knife before putting them into her mouth. Then, she gave the beautiful woman across the street a defiant glance with her large, bright eyes.
Beside were piles of cute dolls, clothes, and little girls' toys.

Sweet tooth Wei Xue was obsessed with H?agen-Dazs, her delicate hands holding a silver spoon as she endlessly ate various flavors of
ice cream , not stopping until she got diarrhea. Most of the things Wei Xue bought were for her husband and both sets of parents;
she didn't buy much for herself. She considered this reward as compensation for her husband. Christine ate while
weighing her food with a miniature scale she carried with her, calculating the calorie intake. The aristocratic young lady
was uninterested in the gazes of other beauties; she bought a large quantity of flowers—fiery red roses and fragrant lilies—giving
each of the beauties a bouquet, and piling the rest around herself, making herself appear even more radiant. The eldest
sister ate with remarkable composure, devouring each type of seafood with impeccable ladylike grace, never stopping
eating. It's worth noting that seating arrangements at the Seven-Colored Rose Detective Agency were based on appetite. An Fengqiong had a particular fondness for the warm
, translucent quality of jade; the character "Qiong" in her name subtly reflected this characteristic. The jade Guanyin pendant she always wore was
a talisman passed down from her grandfather, worn since childhood. During her recent visit to a jewelry store on Fifth Avenue, An Fengqiong had selected
several more fine pieces of jade to add to her collection. After a satisfying meal, everyone bid farewell and boarded their planes
home .

In the VIP room on the sixth floor of the Lisboa Casino in Macau, China, Kahn, Hannibal, and a Chinese
man in his thirties sat across from each other at a coffee table. Kahn began, "Manager Li Fei, everyone knows what's been going on lately. We're
just waiting for your father's inside information. So, the group's intentions are clear: if things go well,
we'll take over Tianhua Group's business."

"The information is fine, but I don't know what you plan to do with them now that they're in your hands,"
Li Fei, a second-generation military officer, asked slowly. Hannibal laughed, "I understand what you're thinking, Young Master Li. Once
it's done , come and have your fun. Take whichever one you want. What's there to be afraid of?"

Li Fei smiled too, whispered something to Kahn and Hannibal, and the three of them got up and went to the gambling table
to gamble. Tianhua Group was the company of several second-generation military officers led by Li Fei. Ostensibly a trading company,
it secretly smuggled the country's weapons. These audacious individuals had found a major buyer and were about to pull off
a massive deal.

A storm was brewing; what would become of the female detectives?

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