[Heroines of Special Police] (Part Two: The Female Reporter's Episode of Drug Enforcement) (Completed) Author: tinyfisher

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Part Two: The Female Reporter's Anti-Drug Vanguard

Chapter 01: The Female Reporter's Nude

Wang Hui finished revising the last few words on her computer, stood up, and did a simple stretch. She had been
busy , and now she could finally take a short break. Her
series of articles involved many celebrities, big and small, and had caused quite a stir in society. Some people
cried out for justice on their blogs, some called the newspaper to offer sponsorship, and some even called
her office to threaten her and tell her to be careful.

The last light in the Evening News building finally went out, and the doorman, Grandpa Luo, looked up at
the quartz clock on the wall; it was almost midnight. After a while, Wang Hui came out. She was wearing a light
yellow shirt and a white skirt. As she passed by the door, she greeted Grandpa Luo, "
Grandpa Luo, I'm leaving now."

"It's Wang Hui again. So late, didn't your boyfriend come to pick you up?"

"He's away on a business trip today. It's alright, my house isn't far, only about ten minutes away. See you tomorrow, Grandpa."

The street was deserted, with only the occasional car passing by, followed by complete silence. Wang Hui turned onto
a narrow street, a shortcut home. The streetlights here were often broken by mischievous children,
and construction on one side made it even dimmer. Wang Hui felt footsteps behind her. Out of
the cautious nature of a young woman, she looked back and saw a man
following . A slight unease crept into her heart, and she quickened her pace, but she also heard the man behind her
quicken his. A series of stories about single women being robbed flashed through her mind. She involuntarily
started running, only to hear the man running after her. Wang Hui was truly terrified. She ran while
looking back, and unexpectedly bumped into the arms of someone walking towards her.

"I'm sorry... Ah—what are you doing?"

The person in front of her suddenly grabbed her tightly. Wang Hui screamed and struggled, but
the man who caught up from behind covered her mouth. The two of them dragged her behind a newsstand close to the construction site wall.

The dense shade of the trees and the newsstand blocked the view of pedestrians and vehicles, throwing the girl into
a world of darkness.

One held her left arm, the other her right, pressing her tightly against the wall. The
fat thug pulled out a knife and pressed it against Wang Hui's cheek. "If you dare to scream, I'll
disfigure you! Do you hear me?"

Feeling the cold blade, Wang Hui trembled all over. She didn't know what these two thugs were going to do to her.

"Are they going to rob me? Will they kill me?"

Her mind was in chaos, and all she could do was nod repeatedly.

Seeing Wang Hui's terrified expression, the other thug with the buzz cut lowered his hand from her mouth and asked,
"Your name is Wang Hui, right?"

Wang Hui nodded again. She had a vague feeling that these two weren't robbers.

"Wang, you've been talking too much lately, haven't you? My friend is very unhappy and sent me to deliver
a message to you."

Although it was dark, Wang Hui could still feel the other man grinning maliciously after saying this. The buzz-cut man suddenly
raised slapped Wang Hui across the face.

"Ah—"

Wang Hui's ears were ringing, and her cheek was burning. The fat man with the knife next to her gripped her
left arm tightly and pointed the tip of the knife at her face. "Scream your mother's ass! If you scream again, I'll stab you!
Bear with it!"

"What? Does it hurt?"

The buzz-cut man's face came closer, and Wang Hui could smell the smoke and stench from his breath.

"Hey beautiful, be smart. What business is it of yours if someone's doing this? If you keep writing nonsense
..."

With that, the crew-cut man punched Wang Hui hard in the soft stomach. "...Next time it
won't be so easy!"

"Ugh—"

Wang Hui felt like her internal organs were about to turn inside out. From childhood to adulthood, she had always been the apple of her family's eye
and her boyfriend's darling; no one had ever laid a finger on her. Tears streamed down her face from the pain, but she dared not
cry out.

The crew-cut man didn't pull his fist back; he pressed his knuckles hard against the female reporter's plump abdomen, squeezing it.

Even through the clothes, he could clearly feel the warmth of the beautiful woman's skin and
the pulsation of her internal organs beneath his hand.

His penis gradually hardened.

"This time, someone told me they'd teach you a lesson. I was originally going to beat you up and draw some blood. But
now..."

The crew-cut man said, opening his fist from Wang Hui's waist and slipping his hand under the female reporter's clothes,
caressing the beautiful woman's smooth skin.

"...Now, if you help us two relieve our pent-up desires, we'll let you go."

Although Wang Hui didn't understand what "relieving our pent-up desires" meant, as a woman, she clearly understood what the other person wanted from their
actions . Although she had had sexual experience with her boyfriend, she had never
been intimate with another man, especially not under duress. Wasn't this rape?

Wang Hui felt the thug's fingers first roam over her lower abdomen, then circle around her navel.
Terrified and ashamed, she could only whisper, "Please, let me go. I'll give you all the money."

The crew-cut man sneered, "Hmph, money? They've already given you plenty. Besides..."

He suddenly thrust his fingers forcefully into the beautiful reporter's navel, "We haven't even
poked it yet."

Wang Hui felt a sharp pain in her delicate navel and cried out in shame, "Ah—!"

The fat man slammed the knife handle heavily onto her neck, "Damn it! Didn't I tell you to shut up?"

Wang Hui saw stars and her ears were ringing. The crew-cut man couldn't hold back any longer and ripped open her
shirt. Her flesh-colored bra and breasts sprang out.

The crew-cut man clicked his tongue in admiration, "Damn, this woman's figure isn't bad."

He then reached into Wang Hui's bra and grabbed her full, rabbit-like breasts.

Wang Hui trembled all over. She dared not scream, only desperately shaking her head and twisting her body, silently protesting this
brutal abuse.

"Brother, shall we do her right here on the street?"

The fat man brought his nose close to the female reporter's face, inhaling the pleasant scent of her perfume.

"Fuck, let's fucking have our fun first, then we'll find a car later."

Under the cover of darkness and the shadows of the trees, the two lustful thugs groped Wang Hui's body, their
lewd hands exploring every hidden corner. Her shirt was already torn, the straps of her bra
were cut, and her upper body was almost naked. The buttons and zipper of her skirt were also ripped open, and her white short skirt fell onto her slender feet,
leaving her only in her underwear and flesh-colored stockings. The crew-cut man fondled the female reporter's breasts, taking turns kneading them into
various shapes. Her nipples became extremely erect under the violent assault. Although Wang Hui appeared weak, her inner
character was very strong. She knew begging for mercy was pointless now, so she silently endured
the humiliation inflicted by the two thugs.

In the darkness, the three figures were entangled, like a monster devouring its prey.

Chapter 2, The Fat Man's Intentions

The fat man pulled Wang Hui's head close, using the hand holding the knife to encircle her neck, while simultaneously pressing the knife against her other
cheek. He then licked her fair face with his tongue. Below, his hand moved along her slightly protruding,
trembling abdomen towards her narrow panties, tracing the soft pubic hair to invade the girl's most precious place.

Wang Hui tried to close her legs tightly, but the crew-cut man saw through her intention and inserted one leg between hers,
forcibly separating her territory, allowing the fat man to place his fingers between her petals without hindrance. The fat man squinted,
probing the crevice with his fingers. Only now did the tears she had held back for so long fall silently. "
Girl , it's no use clenching so tightly now. Don't worry, wait until your brother's leg goes in, that'll be real!"

the fat man said, licking away the tears on Wang Hui's cheek.

Suddenly, Wang Hui's body stiffened, and a muffled groan escaped her throat. The fat man
laughed , "Haha, I'm in!"

The crew-cut man pulled his hand out of Wang Hui's arms and slapped the fat man across the face, "You motherfucker, keep your voice down. This
is the street!"

The fat man quickly shut up, concentrating on using his index and ring fingers to part the female reporter's labia majora, and slowly inserting his
middle into her vagina.

Wang Hui felt as if a wooden wedge was being forcibly driven into her secret passage, and her blood
boiled with rage. Her body stiffened, her lower abdomen contracted, and she used all her strength to resist the rough, hard fingers ravaging
her private parts.

At that moment, the man with the buzz cut lowered his head and took her right nipple into his mouth, while his right hand simultaneously intensified its
assault on her left breast.

Wang Hui struggled desperately, but this did not stop the thugs' abuse; instead, it increased their excitement.
They used every trick in the book, touching, biting, probing, and licking. This violation of her sensitive areas
inflicted immense humiliation on the powerless beauty. Moreover, this humiliation stirred her deepest
desires . As her strength waned in the resistance, Wang Hui's body began to change…

The fat man whispered in her ear to the man with the buzz cut, “Brother, this little slut is wet.”

The man with the buzz cut raised his head, lifted Wang Hui's chin, and gave her a hard kiss on her cherry lips. Wang Hui
only smelled the stench of smoke and alcohol.

“Keep an eye on her, I'll go find a black cab.”

“Sure.”

The fat man readily agreed. He put away his knife. With the man with the buzz cut's help, they forced the female reporter to turn around
and face the wall. He twisted Wang Hui's hands behind her back,
holding them . Then he spread her legs apart, pressing her weight firmly against the wall. Finally, using
his height and weight, he pressed her against the wall. To passersby, only the back of a
man .

Although one less person was assaulting her, Wang Hui was now pinned down by the man's weight, her face pressed
against the cold cement wall, making it difficult to breathe, let alone call for help. Moreover, the man's hard
genitals were pressed tightly against her buttocks, making her feel even more ashamed and indignant.

The crew-cut man patted the fat man on the back with satisfaction. "Hey Fatty, not bad, you've got some skills."

"Yeah, I haven't wasted these few trips to the station. I've learned a few tricks from Lei Zi. You'd better hurry up, my
crotch is about to burst!"

"Alright."

After the crew-cut man left, the fat man continued to stroke Wang Hui's thighs and buttocks with his free hand,
muttering, "This ass is fucking soft."

After waiting for a while and not seeing the crew-cut man return, the fat man suddenly stopped and unbuckled his belt...

With one less claw invading, Wang Hui breathed a sigh of relief. She felt the pressure on her body lessen, and the thugs
behind her were fiddling with something. Suddenly, a hot, hard penis pressed against her buttocks!

Wang Hui gasped inwardly, "I'm really going to be raped!"

The sound that came out of her mouth was just a muffled moan.

The fat man chuckled lewdly, "Little beauty, your fat grandpa can't wait for the car. Let's have some fun first."

With that, his hand began to pull down Wang Hui's panties.

Wang Hui had no choice but to watch helplessly as the tall, burly man stripped away her last piece of
clothing . Unfortunately, Wang
Hui's legs were spread apart by the fat man, and her panties could only be pulled down to the mid-thighs before she couldn't go any further. The fat man was impatient; he thrust his thick penis between Wang Hui's legs. Wang Hui felt that
weapon pressed tightly against her genitals, stirring with desire. She closed her beautiful eyes, silently repeating her boyfriend's
name, "Big brother, Hui Hui is sorry..."

The fat man was a head taller than Wang Hui, so he had to half-squat down to insert his penis
between the female reporter's legs. Unable to find the entrance, he simply rubbed the head of his penis against her thighs, and Wang Hui's
struggles inadvertently helped his penis move between her legs.

The fat man reached his other hand around to her front, playing with her pubic hair and labia from the front. His fingers slipped inside
again , expertly parting her labia and finding her clitoris. The fat man was secretly pleased,
rubbing his penis against her labia while simultaneously pinching the reporter's gradually erect clitoris with his fingers—
most women couldn't handle this kind of stimulation, especially Wang Hui, who had just started living with her boyfriend and was deeply in love, having just tasted sexual intimacy.
The taste of love heightened her sensitivity to sexual stimulation, and gradually, even Wang Hui felt her breathing become heavy,
just like .

"Am I a slut? How can I get excited even when a man rapes me?"

Wang Hui was filled with shame, anger, and confusion.

The fat man also sensed the woman's change; he noticed her legs were becoming wet. "Little slut
, want to be fucked?"

He was also impatient. Crew Head hadn't returned yet—no wonder it was difficult to find a taxi here at this time
—he was also hoping Crew Head would return later so he could slowly enjoy this delicate and
quiet beauty.

The fat man took a deep breath and slowly bent his knees. This changed his penis from lying horizontally at
the vaginal opening to standing upright. He pulled his body up forcefully, "Ouch..." Both

the perpetrator and the victim groaned simultaneously. The fat man hadn't aimed properly; the head of his penis slammed heavily against Wang Hui
's perineum. He panted heavily, squatted down again, and used his hand to straighten the head of his penis from the front. Wang Hui felt
a strange sense of relief at the fat man's earlier slip-up, but she knew she couldn't escape her fate of being raped. She
felt the man's hand leave her clitoris and guide his thick, menacing weapon from the front. She desperately twisted
her hips to escape her inescapable fate, but this only created an opportunity for the rapist behind her. He patiently probed the female reporter's changing positions with
his glans , the only difficulty being that the half-squatting stance was hard to maintain. When he
felt his glans covered by a patch of muddy grass, he suddenly pulled his hand away, pressed down on Wang Hui's hips,
and gritted his teeth, straining his waist—"Ah—"

Wang Hui's scream was cut short as the fat man's heavy body pressed her firmly against
the wall . Tears welled up in her

eyes again. The fat man was overjoyed. His penis, angled, entered the beauty's vagina from below, pressing against the upper wall,
halfway in. The fat man lowered his waist slightly again, and Wang Hui felt her body leave the wall. Then, the entire
weapon plunged in, pinning her firmly to the cement wall along with the pain of losing her virginity. She felt
her tears and sweat streaming down her cheeks and the wall.

Chapter 3, Wang Hui's Copy

The fat man felt his penis plunge all the way in, as if tightly wrapped in a warm water bag. He
secretly cried out in pleasure. Then, he bent over and ravished Wang Hui while hurling filthy insults at her.

"Hmm, you little bitch, are all reporters as slutty as you?"

"Your little cunt is so tight, has it been fucked before?"

"..."

The fat man moved up and down a dozen times before panting heavily. It wasn't that he lacked stamina, but the position was really
tough. He was tall, and in order to both press down on Wang Hui and penetrate her cunt, he could only bend over and flex his knees. His legs ached quickly. The fat man, holding Wang Hui, caught his breath, then reached down and touched their joined groin. He then brought his finger to Wang Hui's nose. "Little slut, smell yourself!" Wang Hui was
temporarily relieved from the violent abuse. When , she bit him without hesitation! "Ouch—" The fat man let out a long scream. He quickly used the hand that was holding Wang Hui's hands to forcefully push his finger the opportunity, Wang Hui turned around and pushed the fat man away, shouting as she ran towards the streetlight. "Help! There's a robber!" However, Wang Hui's thighs were restricted by her underwear, causing her to stumble. She quickly pulled up her underwear , not caring that her skirt was still caught on one of her feet, and staggered forward. The fat man quickly turned around to chase after Wang Hui, but just as he was about to catch up, his pants fell down. He took large strides and, caught off guard, stumbled face-first to the ground. Ignoring her nakedness, Wang Hui ran onto the sidewalk, took a couple of steps forward, and spotted the crew-cut man's shadow at one end of the alley. She quickly turned and ran towards the other end. The crew-cut man spent over twenty minutes trying to flag down a car. Several taxis passed by, but he dared not hail one. Unfortunately, there were no unlicensed taxis in the area. He finally had to call around to borrow a car from friends. Just as he arranged , he heard screams and cries for help behind him. Terrified, he broke out in a cold sweat and ran towards them. He had just met up with the fat man when he saw a car drive in from one end of the street. Both of them stopped in fright. Seeing the car coming in, Wang Hui quickly ran onto the fast lane, ran towards the car, and reached out for help. Unexpectedly, the car swerved in front of her and sped past without slowing down. Despair gripped Wang Hui. She waved and shouted at the car's retreating figure, only to see the two thugs running after her again. She quickly turned and ran towards the street corner. Just as she reached the wide road, she tripped over her skirt, which was wrapped around her other leg, lost her balance, and fell onto the fast lane. In her haste to remove the skirt, the two thugs caught up. She had barely stood up when the crew-cut man rushed up and kicked her in the thigh, causing her to fall again onto the hard pavement, still struggling to crawl towards the main road. However, the fat man also ran over, his fingers still bleeding. He shouted, "Hold her down! Hold her down!" The crew-cut man crouched down and pressed down on the female reporter's shoulders. Wang Hui's fair body was covered in dust. The fat man mercilessly kicked her bare stomach with his hard leather shoes, then kicked her waist and body . She groaned, curled up, and tried to avoid him. The fat man cursed, "You bitch, you dare to bite me! I 'll teach you a lesson today!" He grabbed Wang Hui's long hair and pulled her up from the ground, dragging her to a lamppost. He turned crew-cut man and said, "Brother, hold her down." The crew-cut man pinned Wang Hui's arms against the lamppost. Under the dim streetlight, the sweat on the female reporter's naked body reflected the light, making her look particularly pitiful. The fat man pulled out a dagger from his waist. "Damn it, I 'll make you see blood today! Tell me, where do you want me to stab you?" The crew-cut man poked his head out from behind Wang Hui. "Little Fatty, are you really going to stab me? We haven't played yet!" "Play?" The fat man sneered. "I've explored every orifice of reporter Wang."

He kicked Wang Hui hard in the groin. "Damn it, I'll fucking kill you today..."

Wang Hui's lips trembled with pain. Just then, a Honda drove by at the intersection. The crew-cut man shouted,
"Fatty, a car's coming!"

"A car is nothing, who the hell dares to meddle? I'll stab them too!"

Fatty said, punching Wang Hui in the breast. Wang Hui let out another shrill scream.

The Honda actually reversed and stopped at the intersection, the people inside seemed to be looking this way. The crew-cut man
turned around and cursed, "Look at your mother's cunt!"

As if in response to his curse, the car door opened, and two young women got out.

When the one in the lead walked over, Fatty was surprised. Another Wang Hui? Upon closer inspection,
he found that this woman was slimmer and taller than Wang Hui, and also more charming and beautiful. At first glance, the two looked
somewhat alike. The girl behind them was petite and delicate, like a porcelain doll.

"What are you doing?"

the leader, "Reporter Wang," spoke. Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a hint of coquettishness amidst its authority, possessing a
captivating charm. She was clearly someone of high status.

The fat man deliberately weighed the dagger in his hand. "What's wrong?"

"They're bad guys!"

Wang Hui shouted. The fat man slapped her across the face. "Damn it, you dare say your husband is a bad guy?"

"This is our family matter," the crew-cut man chimed in. "Reporter Wang" frowned. "Let them go, we're the police!" "Police? So what if you're police? How can you prove you're police?" Before the crew-cut man could finish speaking, the doll-like woman rushed forward. Before he could react, the girl squeezed and lifted his arm, causing a sudden numbness, and he involuntarily released Wang Hui. Then , a flash of silver light, and a pair of cold handcuffs were on his wrists. These things happened in an instant, leaving the fat man somewhat dumbfounded. Holding the dagger, he was caught between a rock and a hard place . The slender woman who resembled Wang Hui pulled a pistol from her waist. "Put down the knife, or I'll shoot!" Xiao Qi stepped forward, helped Wang Hui up, looked her up and down, then turned to Ye Lanxin and said, "Captain Ye, this girl really does look a bit like you." Ye Lanxin had already disarmed the fat man and handcuffed him and the crew-cut man together. She walked over, took off her shirt, and draped it over Wang Hui's shoulders. "Don't be afraid, we're the police." She was only wearing a purple tank top, her long hair cascading over her rounded shoulders. Even under the dim streetlights, her skin shone with an ivory-white luster. Even the two were stunned. Good heavens, how could this woman be so beautiful, so alluring? Chapter 4: The Female Captain's Backing Xiao Qi dialed 110, and the police arrived a few minutes later. After giving her statement, Wang Hui learned that the person who saved her was actually Ye Lanxin, the deputy captain and instructor of the female special police team. Ye Lanxin was very kind; after taking the statement, she personally drove Wang Hui to the hospital for a checkup. Before leaving, she gave Wang Hui a phone number, "Young lady, call this number if you need anything." Wang Hui returned home in a daze and slept for a whole day. She was awakened countless times by nightmares, dreaming of various men chasing her. The next day, she went to work, and around noon, she received a call. The voice on the other end of the line was the one that had given her nightmares: "Reporter Wang, we haven't finished our sex from the night before last. How about we get a room tonight?" It was Fatty! Wang Hui screamed and threw down the phone, startling her colleague, Sister Li, in the same office. "Little Wang, what's wrong?" She didn't have time to answer and hurriedly ran downstairs. Wasn't Fatty arrested by the police? How could he still be calling her? She was at a loss, only wanting to find a place to hide so they wouldn't find her. After much thought, she decided that home was the safest place. She left the newspaper building and headed towards the compound gate to hail a taxi. As she passed the parking lot inside the gate, she heard someone calling her name. It was Fatty and the crew-cut man, along with two other men! Her legs went weak—what were they doing here? Before she could run away, the four men approached. Fatty grabbed her wrist. "Reporter Wang, where do you think you're going?" Wang Hui cried out in terror, "Let go of me! I'll scream if you don't!" "Go ahead and scream. Let's see who dares to interfere. Let's see who the hell comes to save you today!" With that, the four of them dragged Wang Hui into the car. Wang Hui screamed, "Help! Murder! Security Security…" Fatty slapped her across the face. "Still screaming!" A security guard at the gate heard the screams and ran over, but was stopped by the crew-cut man and the other man. "Hey, this is our family matter, it's none of your business!" The security guard looked at them hesitantly. Wang Hui shouted, "No, they're bad guys, call the police!" The fat man leered and groped her breasts. "Hui, we're just dating, right? You cheated me out of 50,000 or 60,000 and now you don't want to be with me anymore? Dream on!" Tears streamed down Wang Hui's face. "They're lying! It's not true! Please, call the police!" At this moment, two more security guards came over to check the situation. The fat man released Wang Hui and stepped forward. He pointed at the man who looked like the security captain. "This is our family matter, you fucking mind your own business. If you want to stay in this area, you'd better stay out of the way, or I'll make sure you don't even know how you died!" The security captain could tell that the men in front of him were not good people. He could only keep saying, "Let her go first, let's talk this out." "Talk this out my ass!" After saying that, the fat man pulled out a baton from his pocket. The three men next to him also pulled out their weapons and surrounded them. The security guards realized they'd run into gangsters. They couldn't afford to mess with these ruthless killers, so they exchanged glances and slowly retreated. The fat man snorted, "Idiot." When he turned around, he realized Wang Hui was gone. Apparently, the thug who'd been holding Wang Hui had come to help, leaving her behind, and the female reporter had taken the opportunity to run back to the newspaper office building . The fat man and his men watched her figure disappear into the building entrance. "Damn! I don't believe you won't come out!" Ye Lanxin happened to be in a meeting at the bureau today. At lunchtime, she received a phone call from an unfamiliar number. She...

At first, she thought it was a real estate agent and ignored it, but the number called again. She answered, and
a terrified female voice came from the other end: "Captain Ye?"

"Yes, it's me. You are..."

"I...I'm Wang Hui, the reporter from the night before last."

Ye Lanxin remembered immediately. "Oh, Wang Hui, what's wrong?"

"Well, those two bad guys from that day came to my workplace looking for me, they're downstairs now."

"Those two? Weren't they arrested?"

"I don't know why they got out, they're right outside, I'm too scared to
call ...I...I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming right away!"

The newspaper building was in a large courtyard. Ye Lanxin's blue Audi A4 pulled into the parking lot,
some distance from the building. She called Wang Hui from inside the car, "Wang Hui, I'm downstairs, come down."

"I don't dare, they're still at the main gate, I can see them."

"Don't worry, I'm here. Come down, let's see what they want to do."

The fat guy and his friends were sitting in the car bragging. The fat guy was describing how he and the crew-cut guy attacked Wang Hui that night,
and how he raped the female reporter. "...This girl's still a virgin, her pussy's still tight... And then?

Fuck, then some plainclothes cops came out of nowhere, and Xiao Meng and I were dragged to the station... Yeah,
Teacher Zhang got Lawyer Xu to bail us out yesterday... No problem, we know all the ropes here at the branch office
...

You know Teacher Zhang's influence... Hey, look, that girl's out again!"
Wang Hui walked out of the newspaper building again, heading towards the parking lot.

"Hey, this is fucking interesting. Fatty, does she miss you?"

"I think so, I didn't get her satisfied the night before last, so today we brothers will take turns!"

The group laughed and got out of the car, seeing Wang Hui walking towards a blue Audi.

"Oh, I knew it, so a pretty boy came to pick her up."

"Come on, over there, over there."

Before they even reached Wang Hui, the Audi door opened, and out stepped not a pretty boy,
but a beautiful policewoman. She had long, flowing black hair, perfectly complementing her exquisitely beautiful face. She wore a
pristine white police uniform short-sleeved shirt with epaulets and badges; her navy blue police skirt, barely above the knee,
was clearly re-tailored, revealing two ivory-white legs without stockings. An aura of elegance and nobility
emanated from her.

The fat man and the crew-cut man were stunned. Wasn't this the plainclothes policewoman from the night before? The two thugs beside her
were already speechless with amazement at the policewoman's beauty and poise.

Wang Hui quickly ran over, "Captain Ye!"

Ye Lanxin hid her behind her, "What are you guys doing?"

The four thugs exchanged glances, confident in their numbers and intimidated by a delicate policewoman.

The crew-cut man stepped forward, "What are we doing? We'll take care of the female reporter first, then you!"

The other three burst into laughter.

The policewoman's eyebrows shot up. "Insolence!"

She raised her hand and slapped him swiftly across the face, hitting the crew-cut man squarely on the ear. He felt a deafening boom
and could hear nothing more.

Just as the other three were about to pounce, several male police officers jumped out of a nearby car and pinned them to
the ground. One of the officers saluted. "Chief Ye."

Ye Lanxin smiled slightly. "You can call me Captain Ye now."

She walked up to the fat man, squatted down, and asked softly, "I remember your name is Wang Haijun, right?"

"Yes, yes."

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

The fat man had wanted to be a hero and say something tough. But his angle while lying on the ground was perfect; if he
looked up he could see right between her legs under her short skirt. Even though he couldn't see anything, his nose
started bleeding uncontrollably. His bravado vanished instantly.

"It's Zhang Fang, Teacher Zhang."

"Zhang Fang? That director Zhang Fang?"

"Yes."

Wang Hui, standing to the side, finally realized what was going on. Last month, she published a report about Zhang Fang's drug use and
control over actresses. So it was him!

Ye Lanxin straightened up. "Take them to the branch office and tell them I'll be there right away.
Before , no one is allowed to bail."

"Yes, sir!"

When Ye Lanxin arrived at the branch office, Attorney Xu was already waiting there. He had heard that his boss's men had been arrested again
, and that the police who arrested them this time wouldn't allow bail. The head of the branch's security detachment was his high school classmate, and he knew everyone
there ; everyone gave him face. Plus, with Teacher Zhang's influence, he had never heard
of a policeman refusing to let him bail a suspect.

Attorney Xu was chatting with a policeman he knew in the meeting room. The door opened, and a section chief from the security detachment, whom he had known for a long time, entered
. He stood up, grabbed the section chief's hand, and
asked, half-jokingly and half-teasingly, "Section Chief Wu, why have you changed the rules here? You're not letting us bail people out anymore?"

Section Chief Wu looked somewhat embarrassed and gestured behind him with a smirk. Attorney Xu first caught a whiff of a
delicate perfume, then a soft, pleasant yet firm voice said, "Where have you changed? This
has always been our rule."

A stunningly beautiful policewoman gracefully entered, extending her hand first.
"Hello, my name is Ye Lanxin."

Attorney Xu was stunned by her beauty, and it took him a moment to reach out and grasp her soft hand. That jade-like hand
was white and delicate, soft and boneless, making his mouth dry and his heart pound.

Ye Lanxin considerately waited for him to recover before beginning her conversation. "Attorney Xu, it's like this
," she said, walking to the table and elegantly sitting down, crossing one snow-white leg over the other. Several
men 's eyes followed the movement of her leg. “Two of these four are suspected of rape and robbery,
and I was the first eyewitness. According to bail regulations, criminal suspects of this level cannot be released on bail.”

“But I have documents; your branch office approved it.”

Ye Lanxin took his documents and carefully examined them. “The documents are genuine, but you can’t take the people away.”

“Why?”

“I know how you obtained the approval. I’ll revoke it from where you got it. Wu Ke.”
"Chief, go and send these two documents back for destruction."

"You..."

Attorney Xu trembled with anger. He picked up the phone. "I'll make a call first."

"Go ahead."

Ye Lanxin said, standing up. "Section Chief Wu, you know that person cannot
be released on bail ."

After saying that, she turned and left the room, leaving the three of them looking at each other.

Section Chief Wu pressed Attorney Xu's hand. "Don't call. Do you know who she is? The deputy captain of the SWAT team."

"What's so great about a SWAT team? She's not the deputy director."

"Her backing is huge. Unless you go to the city bureau to find the director, you two can leave it to fate."

Attorney Xu stood there, his phone clenching so tightly it rattled. He hadn't been treated
like this . He thought bitterly, "A woman like that, isn't she just as easily fucked and moaning in bed?

" Chapter 5, Ya Li's Plan

A month ago.

Ya Li sleepily pulled back the heavy curtains, and the afternoon sunlight poured into the bedroom. She
felt dizzy and closed her eyes for a while. She went back to bed, listlessly picked up her phone, and dialed
a number, but no one answered. She dialed again and again in frustration, until suddenly an impatient
baritone voice came from the other end, "What?"

"I miss you. Are you free tonight?"

"No! I'm filming."

"Then when are you free? I'll come find you."

"Don't cause me any trouble! You stay in Beijing. Xiao Tao is coming to see you tomorrow. Go keep
Mr. Liao company tomorrow night."

"Which Mr. Liao?"

Ya Li's voice trembled slightly.

"It's Lao Liao. Don't play dumb. You and Yu Chun just spent time with him last month."

"Ah, that pervert, I..."

"Damn! You just went with him because I told you to. Why are you making such a fuss? You're tired of living, aren't you?"

The phone rang and the call ended, leaving the girl in her pajamas staring blankly into the empty room
.

In the evening, Xiao Tao's car stopped in front of a resort in Miyun, one of Lao Liao's
properties. People in the industry called Liao Gangfeng "Boss Liao." Lao Liao used to be a singer, but after opening a few bars
and nightclubs, he retired from the music scene. Those in the know understood that he started selling drugs to various singers
and movie stars who Gradually, his business grew, and everyone called him Boss Liao. Ya Li opened the car door and
immediately saw Xu Qiyao standing in front of the door. Xu was one of Liao's most trusted henchmen. He walked over with a lewd grin
and grabbed Ya Li's hand. "Oh, our big star is here."

Ya Li tried to shake him off, but couldn't. Xu Qiyao pulled Ya Li into the elevator and went straight to the penthouse suite. Upon
entering the room, Ya Li was stunned. She saw several men inside; three were nearly naked, sitting
on the sofa, while several others, resembling henchmen, stood or sat around. She recognized the three men: the burly, dark-skinned one was
Boss Liao, and the other two were the Zhong brothers, the most famous producers in the entertainment industry, the true
bosses . There were also two women in the room. One naked woman was tied face-up to the coffee table in front of the sofa, her body dripping with
wax. The other woman, wearing only underwear, was suspended from an iron ring on the ceiling, her body covered in
bruises . A henchman stood beside her holding a whip. She couldn't see the woman tied to the coffee table clearly, but she could make out
the face of the woman suspended there—it was Li Xiaoran! The leading lady of the Brothers Production Company; she had even
played the third female lead in one of Li Xiaoran's films. She had heard that Xiaoran's boyfriend had been
brutally beaten by gangsters on the street last month and was still unconscious in the hospital. It seemed to be because of a dispute between Xiao Ran and her agency. Although she
disliked Li Xiao Ran's arrogance and didn't usually interact with her much, she still felt pity for her at this moment.

When Boss Liao saw Ya Li, he laughed heartily. "My little policewoman is here!" He pointed at one of
the henchmen, "Don't stop! Keep hitting her!"

The henchman nodded and continued whipping Li Xiao Ran, who was hanging in the air. Li Xiao Ran made
muffled sounds, and Ya Li then realized that her mouth was gagged.

Ya Li had played a supporting role in a TV series, a female detective. Coincidentally, there was a scene in the show where
the female detective went undercover and fell into enemy hands, was tortured by the enemy, and was shot while protecting
the male lead . Boss Liao was an investor in this film. He was also a fan of SM and really liked
this scene and the character Ya Li played. So he forced Ya Li to play this police-and-bandit cross-dressing game with him.

One of the henchmen threw a police uniform in front of Ya Li. Old Liao ingratiatingly said to the Zhong brothers, "
Brothers , let's do a uniform bondage."

Ya Li silently took off her clothes and changed into her police uniform. She knew refusing was futile.

Near the end of the workday, Wang Hui received a call from Ya Li, inviting her to a nightclub near the Workers' Stadium. The two were
childhood friends. After graduating from university and coming to Beijing, Wang Hui suggested Ya Li come to the big city to develop her career. At that time,
Ya Li was just a dancer in the Xuzhou Song and Dance Troupe. After arriving in Beijing, Wang Hui, through her
connections as a journalist, introduced her to a film crew. From then on, Ya Li began her career in the entertainment industry, playing small
roles in several films and minor parts in some TV dramas. After a period of obscurity, she discovered
the unspoken rules of the industry. She actively cultivated relationships with several directors, and began to receive offers for leading or supporting roles.
Until she eventually became the official mistress of a famous director, she stopped acting as much.

The two girls often met up to share their experiences and frustrations—Wang
Hui learned much of her inside information from Ya Li.

The VISA dance floor was filled with thrill-seeking men and women, their faces
appearing strange and terrifying under the bizarre lights. Wang Hui sensed something was wrong with Ya Li today. After
downing , Ya Li ripped open her shirt, revealing one breast; the flesh-colored nipple cover
seemed almost invisible in the dim light. The men around her turned to stare at her chest. Ignoring their lewd
stares, she whispered in Wang Hui's ear, "Look, look!"

Wang Hui looked down, her eyes widening in surprise. Despite the dim light, she could see
the . She quickly pulled Ya Li's shirt up. Ya Li, however, ripped it all off, revealing her entire
upper body; the marks on her chest resembled a grotesque modern painting.

"Look, look!"

Ya Li shouted loudly, causing a stir among the surrounding crowd. "These beasts, these beasts..."
Ya Li's voice rose and fell, then turned into sobs. Wang Hui had no choice but to pull her shirt up again, grab
her tightly to prevent her from causing further trouble. She hastily stuffed some money into the waiter's hand and quickly left.

Wang Hui took Ya Li back to her apartment in the Xuan Te District. She had heard Ya Li say that this was a
gift from her famous director boyfriend—as compensation for her two abortions. She struggled to get the drunken Ya Li
onto the bed and helped her undress. The sight that greeted her was horrifying; Ya Li's body
was crisscrossed with various bruises: blue, dark red, long, round... She could hardly believe her eyes.

Ya Li suddenly rolled over and hugged her tightly, and the two girls broke down in tears.

When Wang Hui left in the early morning, there was an extra notebook in her bag. The notebook was given to her by Ya Li; it contained records of drug deals handled by
her director boyfriend. The director was a middleman in the industry, with connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds,
supplying drugs to various celebrities and artists. He used his power to seduce countless girls aspiring to stardom, then
used drugs to control them into prostitution and to please officials and the wealthy. People in the industry said Director Cheng was very powerful, having made
countless "Cheng girls" famous. Only those girls themselves knew what they gained and
what they . Ya Li was just one of them, but she wanted to keep this man by having a child with him.
In the end, she had no choice but to compromise, willingly becoming his mistress. Gradually, she realized that she wasn't even his mistress,
but merely a tool. The meticulous Ya Li discovered Cheng's secret and began secretly copying his business
records. Her idea was simple: she hoped to one day use this to blackmail him into not leaving her.

Ya Li took out the notebook and, sobbing uncontrollably, recounted her experiences to Wang Hui. That Boss Liao and
his men were utterly beasts. She was forced to entertain him several times, each time he would brutally tie her up,
abuse her, beat her, and then have his men gang-rape her in front of him. She heard that he had once played
a , which was later faked as a car accident and drowning, and the matter was dropped. She couldn't escape; she knew that even some movie stars and
singers had been Liao's playthings. Liao had extensive connections; several big names in the entertainment industry had dealings with him,
including Cheng.

Ya Li's group finally told Wang Hui that she wanted everyone on this notebook to die a horrible death. Looking at the
notebook made of photocopied paper, Wang Hui knew what a huge bombshell she was facing—if this were to be exposed, it would be a massive shock in
the entertainment industry. However, she couldn't suppress her journalistic curiosity; this would be
a series of big news stories, the kind of news every entertainment reporter dreams of. In the end, she accepted the photocopied notebook. She felt uneasy
on the bus , feeling that everyone was staring at her, staring at her handbag. In the end, she
simply got off the bus and hailed a taxi. She didn't go home, feeling there was nowhere to hide the notebook.

She went directly to the newspaper office, put the notebook in a folder, labeled it, and hid it in her office
filing cabinet.

At the foot of West Mountain, in a large courtyard with only a house number, a royal blue Audi stopped in front of the gate.
The soldier on guard walked over, the car window slowly rolled down, and a pretty face wearing sunglasses smiled at him. The young man's heart
felt like it had been hit by a heavy log, and he stammered, "ID... ID,
who are you looking for?"

The beautiful woman handed him a camp pass. "I'm looking for your Minister Ji."

Ji Tao was already waiting for him on the steps. A graceful woman walked towards him. She wore a pale yellow
V-neck knit top, which inadvertently revealed a deep cleavage; light green trousers, with a silk scarf casually
tied around her waist as a belt, making her waist look even more slender; her soft long hair flew in the morning breeze, and in the morning
sunlight, two words suddenly jumped into Ji Tao's mind: "Goddess."

He was completely mesmerized. The young woman turned and walked closer. "Minister Ji."

Ji Tao snapped out of his daze. "Oh, Lanlan, don't call me that. Just call me Brother Tao."

Ye Lanxin smiled faintly, a smile that, to Ji Tao, was like a breeze rippling across a lake. "Alright,
Brother Tao."

She extended her hand. "Long time no see."

Ji Tao grasped her soft, boneless hand, feeling a slight change in his lower body. "Come on, let's
go inside. How's Uncle?"

He reached out and opened the glass door.

"He's fine, the same as always. I won't go in. He asked me to bring you some things."

Ye Lanxin handed him a folder. "Ever since you moved out, you haven't come to visit again."

"Sigh, that's right, too busy. My old man is retiring soon, and I have so much to do..."

"Then I'll go see Uncle and Aunt sometime. I have to go now, a leader from the team is coming today."

"Drive carefully."

"Okay."

Ji Tao watched Ye Lanxin's back, his gaze involuntarily falling on the sway of her hips as she walked, the movement
just right , neither exaggerated nor stiff. Yet it brought out her entire gentle and sexy temperament.

"So perky."

Ji Tao couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Ye Lanxin had just returned to her car when her phone rang, "Sister Yezi? This is Xiao Hui, I have some
news I want to tell you."

Chapter 6, The Director's Secret,

Suburbs of Beijing, by the Wenyu River.

It was already late at night, and in this villa complex known as the Provence of the East, only knee-high cold lights shone along the paths in the lawn
. Most people were asleep.

In a villa further inside, a
dim, yellowish light shone through the gaps in the thick velvet curtains behind the French windows. The living room, shrouded in these curtains, was dimly lit and filled with smoke. Several half-naked men and naked women
slumped languidly on sofas or carpets, some puffing away, some injecting themselves, and others simply writhing
together in a piston-like motion.

On the central sofa, a woman with heavy dark circles under her eyes reclined on a cushion, her legs
spread wide. The light shone on her sweat-drenched naked body. A middle-aged, overweight man in pajamas knelt
between her legs, one hand fondling her large breasts while his tongue attacked her genitals.

The woman's face was flushed, her hands gripping the sofa tightly, emitting soft moans. The man skillfully
circled her erect clitoris with his rough tongue, sometimes taking her labia majora into his mouth.
Sometimes he would thrust his tongue deep into the actress's vagina. The woman arched her back high, knowing full well that
this director was her stepping stone to becoming a top actress. Although she was already quite experienced in matters of love,
she still did her best to satisfy this man's needs.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. The fat man in his pajamas glanced up, then lowered his head again to focus
on the woman's clitoris. The woman giggled, thrusting her breasts high, "Director Zhang, please spare me,
I want..."

The man's movements became even rougher, "You little slut, what do you want?"

"I want, I want... your big cock to fuck me!"

The men around laughed loudly, "Teacher Zhang, you're something else!"

The doorbell rang again. At first, the man pretended not to hear it, but the doorbell rang patiently again and again. The people around him
urged, "Old Zhang, go see which girl it is."

The man reluctantly got up, walked to the intercom, picked up the receiver, and a stunningly beautiful face came into
view. He immediately perked up. He searched his memory, but couldn't recall any woman who
matched the face. So he asked who she was looking for.

"Is this Director Zhang? I was introduced by Teacher Huang. He said you're looking for actors for a Qing Dynasty drama. I was worried
you wouldn't have time during the day..."

The girl lowered her head, looking shy.

Old Zhang immediately understood the girl's purpose. He said repeatedly, "Welcome, welcome, come in and talk!"

and opened the villa door.

A girl walked in, and the dim room seemed to brighten with her arrival.
The men and women in the room all turned to look at her with greedy or jealous eyes. The girl recognized
the naked woman lying on the sofa as the famously pure and innocent actress from the screen. The lewd scene in the room filled her
with shame and anger; her face flushed, and she lowered her head.

Old Zhang quickly went over and reached for the girl's slender hand. "Miss, may I ask your name
?"

The girl's gaze shifted and landed on Old Zhang, who was startled by her piercing gaze. The girl
ignored him, quickly walked to the coffee table, picked up a packet of white powder, and sniffed it.

Old Zhang sensed something was wrong. He went over and grabbed the girl's arm, but she deftly
turned and twisted it behind her back. Everyone in the room froze.

"I'm a policeman! Don't move! I suspect you're using drugs!"

A strong man released the woman in his arms and stood up. He was only wearing briefs, his upper body
muscles bulging under the light. He was Director Zhang's martial arts choreographer, supposedly a national martial arts champion.

"You son of a bitch, you're asking for it!"

he yelled, reaching for the girl's collar.

The girl sidestepped, using Director Zhang as a support, and delivered a lightning-fast side kick. Caught off guard, the stunt coordinator
was struck in the chest and flew backward with a thud. He scrambled to his feet, grabbed a bottle of red wine, and
charged again. But a woman who had just walked in grabbed his wrist. He turned to see a group of police officers in black entering.
The woman who had grabbed him was beautiful and exuded an imposing aura.

"Police, don't move!"

Director Zhang struggled against the plainclothes policewoman, shouting, "You bitch, do you know who I am? Get the hell out of here
, or I'll call and kill you all!"

Wang Lan, already seething with rage at the sight of the scene, tightened her
grip , snapping Director Zhang's arm behind his back upward. Director Zhang cried out in pain.

She slammed her knee into his back, sending him sprawling onto the sofa, landing on top of the beautiful woman.

*Click*, a flash went off. Director Zhang tried to shield his face, but it was too late.
A female reporter in a yellow dress had already captured their horrified expressions on camera. Director Zhang jumped up to
grab the camera, but Wang Lan easily subdued him.

Wang Hui smiled at Director Zhang, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. It's me again, this little reporter."

Director Hu, on duty, received a call from the villa complex security guards, saying that a group of armed police had first forced their way into
the complex and then barged into Director Zhang's house. He was alarmed. These wealthy people in the area all
had powerful backers, and his shrewdness had brought him considerable benefits. He cursed inwardly; normally,
ordinary easily, unsure who they might offend. If there were any plans from above, they would
notify him in advance, and he would also inform these celebrities beforehand. Today, some department they were from clearly didn't respect him,
the district chief. He quickly gathered several officers on duty and drove towards the villa area.

When he arrived, he saw three black police cars parked in front of the villas, the white characters "SWAT"
standing out prominently under the lights. The back doors were wide open, and several officers were forcing disheveled men and women into the cars.

Chief Hu quickly went over and discovered that they were all female officers. Women? He sternly
shouted , "Which department are you from?"

The busy female officers only glanced at him and ignored him completely. He was furious and
shouted to his officers, "Quick, stop them!"

A pretty and capable female officer came out of the villa and blocked him and his men. The female officer looked
them up and down. "Are you a police officer from the district?"

"Police officer?"

Chief Hu was both angry and annoyed. A dignified second-level police inspector was being called a police officer. He was
about to explode when he saw the olive branch on the other woman's shoulder. Police Inspector? He swallowed the curse that was about to escape his lips, but looking at the
young policewoman, he was still skeptical.

Liang Ruoxue saw through his thoughts and smiled faintly. "We're from the Municipal Bureau. We received a tip from the public that there was a group of people using
drugs and a large quantity of drugs hidden here. We arrived here and caught them red-handed. Would you like to come back to the city with us to participate in
the investigation?"

These words, seemingly gentle yet firm, left Director Hu speechless. He could only watch helplessly as Director Zhang and the group of celebrities were taken away in
police cars, speeding off.

As dusk fell, a refined restaurant in Fangzhuang was filled with guests, their laughter and chatter filling the air. In a private
room , several beautiful women were drinking and chatting.

Liang Ruoxue picked up a glass of red wine. "For the success of this operation, we must first thank Xiao Hui."

Sitting opposite her, Wang Hui also raised her glass. "Captain Liang, you're too kind. I was just doing my duty as a reporter..."
" It's our duty. We who work in social news have seen too many ugly things, and often the higher-ups won't let us publish them,
so we can only keep them to ourselves. Even if we do publish them, there will be retaliation..."

Her voice choked as she said this.

Ye Lanxin, who was next to her, quickly put her arm around her shoulder. "Silly girl, don't think about the past. Your sister will support you
from now on ."

Liang Ruoxue took Wang Hui's wine glass and patted her arm. "Xiao Hui, you and Ye Zi really look like
sisters ."

"Of course, I've always wanted a little sister, but unfortunately, I have a little brother. But luckily, God has sent me a
little sister now." As she spoke, Ye Lanxin gently wiped away the tears on Wang Hui's face. "Xiao Hui, you really
have a knack for it . How do you have so much juicy gossip to share?"

Wang Hui looked at Ye Lanxin, then glanced around at everyone at the table, hesitating to speak.

"Hey, don't be afraid, just say it. We're all family here," Wang Lan encouraged her.

"This..."

Ye Lanxin quickly interjected, "It's alright, let's eat first."

She exchanged a glance with Liang Ruoxue.

Liang Ruoxue was astute; she knew Wang Hui had recently gained some fame for exposing drug use in the entertainment industry
. She must have some inside information. If they followed this lead, they might
uncover some big fish. Many police officers would avoid celebrities like the plague, but she wouldn't.
These people were rich and empty inside, and drug use was commonplace for them. They must have a large network within the industry to ensure a sufficient
supply of drugs. If they could expose this network, the female special police team would finally be exposed. But if they pressed too hard,
this young woman might be frightened. Now that Ye Lanxin had saved her and treated Wang Hui like a younger sister,
they hoped to make a breakthrough from this point.

Ye Lanxin was incredibly astute in interpersonal relationships; she understood Liang Ruoxue's meaning with just a glance. However, she didn't
intentionally try to use emotions to extract information from Wang Hui. She was naturally a kind-hearted older sister, and whenever she saw little girls
lonely, helpless, or even being bullied, she would always rush to protect them without hesitation.

She gently stroked Wang Hui's hair, "Don't worry, those bad guys will be punished."

Only Wang Hui herself knew what she was thinking; she was thinking about Ya Li's notebook...

Chapter 7, The Policewoman's Sister

After dinner, Ye Lanxin drove Wang Hui home, and the two chatted all the way.

"...Sister Ye, I'm really conflicted right now. Do you think I should tell my
brother ?"

The "brother" Wang Hui referred to was her boyfriend, Xiao Cao.

"Uh, it's better not to. Men care a lot about these things."

"But what if he finds out one day?"

Ye Lanxin reached out and stroked her hair, "Silly girl, we'll talk about it later."

There was a moment of silence in the car, and the streetlights flickered past the window. Wang Hui turned her head to look at Ye Lanxin beside her
. Her straight, delicate nose, upturned lips, and slightly upturned chin…every feature was exquisite and
perfectly proportioned . Ye Lanxin felt Wang Hui looking at her and turned to smile gently at her. Wang Hui felt
an overwhelming tenderness and comfort in that smile; her nose tingled, and tears streamed down her face again.

“Good girl, don’t cry,” Ye Lanxin said, her voice sounding like an elder or
a caring older sister, even though she was only two years older than Wang Hui. “Why don’t you come to my place tonight? Your boyfriend isn’t here anyway.”

The car drove to a residential area near the Second Ring Road, tall trees blocking out the outside noise. Ye Lanxin led Wang
Hui upstairs, turned on the lights, and revealed a clean and spacious house. The wallpaper was a warm, pale yellow, complemented by light-colored
furniture, making the room feel exceptionally cozy.

"Where are your family?"

"I live here by myself. My grandma hasn't been feeling well lately, so she often goes back to my parents' place."

"You... all alone?"

Ye Lanxin finally understood what Wang Hui meant and giggled. "I'm all alone, and I don't have
a boyfriend yet."

"I don't believe you! Who sent those flowers?"

Following her finger, a large vase on the dining table was filled with a big bouquet of lilies, their fragrance filling the air.

"Hey, you're such a busybody. The owner of my usual hair salon gave them to me. If you like them,
take them."

"No wonder Xiao Qi said you're a natural heartbreaker."

"What? That little brat, I'll sew her mouth shut when I get to work!"

Wang Hui stuck out her tongue. Ye Lanxin led her into the walk-in closet, opened a wardrobe door, "These are pajamas.
I have some new ones. Pick one out, I'm going to take a shower."

When Ye Lanxin came out of the bathroom, Wang Hui was looking around the room. The girls in the police force told her that
their instructor was a "princeling," whose father was a leader in the ministry before being transferred to the Armed Police Force. She
couldn't help but sigh; without a family background, like her and Xiao Cao, they'd never be able to live within the Second Ring Road.

Yet this Sister Ye didn't seem like a pampered rich girl at all; she possessed a noble
and elegant demeanor , yet was approachable. Just like her name, "Fragrance of an Orchid." Ha, no wonder that hairdresser couldn't win her over;
he should have given her orchids, not lilies.

Ye Lanxin loosely tied her long, cloud-like hair into a bun, casually securing it with a jade hairpin, her expression
languid. A short silk nightgown couldn't conceal her high breasts, slender waist, and long, shapely
legs . She wasn't wearing slippers; her small, delicate feet touched the carpet, and as she moved, the light seemed to
flow across her skin. Even as a woman herself, Wang Hui couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Oh my god, sister, you're so beautiful."

"Nonsense, you saw it too, Wang Lan is pretty too."

"No, you and Wang Lan have two different kinds of beauty."

"Oh?"

Ye Lanxin sat down on the sofa. "How so?"

"She has a pure, innocent beauty, while your beauty, to use the words we often use in the newspapers, is intellectual, sexy
..."

Ye Lanxin interrupted her, "Alright, alright, stop joking."

"Really, I've interviewed many female celebrities, and some of them are very beautiful. For example, Lin Chi-ling.

But no one is as natural as you... it's a kind of charisma that radiates from within. If I
were a man..." Ye Lanxin was both amused and shy. "Okay, okay, no wonder people call you paparazzi.
" Ye Lanxin knew her looks and figure were exceptional, however, due to her good upbringing, she didn't...
This was her pride. She felt that her beauty was a gift from God, something to boast about. From a young age, she admired
her father's profession. Although her mother arranged for her to study law at the University of Hong Kong, she insisted on returning to China after graduation. Because of
her father's connections, she smoothly entered the public security system. With her excellent education and popularity, she had
people looking out for her along the way, rising to the position of deputy director of the municipal bureau's public relations department at a young age.

However, Ye Lanxin was never content to live under her parents' shadow; she insisted on becoming a police officer
to punish evil and promote good. To prove herself, she volunteered to join the women's special police team established by Liang Ruoxue. The bureau chief
was happy to have her acting as a balance for Liang Ruoxue, so he readily did her a favor.

After the special police team was established, Ye Lanxin used her connections to help Liang Ruoxue build a good reputation
. In the last bank robbery in the suburbs, the women's special police team volunteered to fight and became famous overnight. They received countless banners,
flowers , and awards. As the instructor, Ye Lanxin was naturally very happy. But a thought lingered in her mind:
if she had led the team last time, they wouldn't have been any worse than Liang Ruoxue.

*** Cheng Bichang was recently in a state of turmoil. His wife had finally had enough
of his keeping mistresses and flirting with female celebrities, and was clamoring for a divorce. Divorce would be a good thing for him; he could finally get rid of that
haggard wife and rightfully marry that top-tier actress. The problem was that his wife's family background was not simple; if
things went wrong, he would be ruined, and at least he would have to lose most of his assets. But with so many
women , he couldn't be short of money. Another major headache was that news of the divorce had been discovered and
was causing a stir in the industry. As a result, several of his mistresses kept pestering him, demanding that he make them his legal wife, especially
Ya Li, who had given him two abortions.

This girl was too persistent, he thought to himself. Although he had never thought of marrying her, he just didn't want her to create any more explosive news at
this juncture.

He arrived at Ya Li's apartment in the middle of the night. Ya Li had just finished drinking alone and was
pleasantly surprised . However, he had absolutely no interest in caressing her. He simply washed up and went to bed with her half-heartedly.

Usually, Ya Li was very obedient to him. But this time, she had been really bullied by Lao Liao, and she felt hurt that
she had sacrificed so much for this man. Fueled by alcohol, she wouldn't let him go, constantly
poking and pinching him on the bed, asking him if he had any plans to marry her.

Cheng Bichang thought that a few words of comfort would make Ya Li happy, but he didn't expect her to push her luck. He
was exhausted after a long day, but Ya Li was making it impossible for him to sleep or wake up. He
suddenly had a feeling, like in a spy movie he had just filmed, where the spy was captured and
kept awake night after night, eventually almost having a mental breakdown.

He also had a feeling of having a mental breakdown. When Ya Li shook him again, pressing him for his decision, he finally
exploded . He turned around and kicked Ya Li off the bed.

"You bitch, are you trying to kill me?"

Ya Li retorted, jumping onto the bed and grabbing his arm. "You hit me? You actually hit me?" she
cried, "I've almost been killed by that pervert Lao Liao because of you, and you hit me too?" She sobbed
as she pounded on him.

Cheng Bichang was even more enraged, struggling to get up and launching a flurry of punches and kicks, and the two began to fight. Ya Li was
eventually knocked to the ground, her nose bleeding, and a tuft of her hair was pulled out. She was too weak to get up,
and could only lie on the ground, crying out in a hoarse voice, "Bastard, bastard, I'm going to kill you..."

Cheng Bichang kicked her in the chest, right on Ya Li's already battered and bruised chest. "Come on, kill me! You
filthy bitch!"

"I'm a bitch? If I'm a bitch, it's because you, you devil, forced me to be! You think nobody
knows what you've done? You drug dealer!"

Cheng Bichang was still unconvinced. "You do drugs too, don't you? Drug dealer, haha, what proof do you have?"

Ya Li sneered. "Cheng, don't think you can control everything in this industry.
I made a copy of all your accounts. You hid that notebook under the spare tire in your trunk when you left. You think
I didn't know?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, and Cheng Bichang suddenly snapped out of it. He stared blankly at Ya Li. "Then...

what about the copy?" "The copy? I've already put it in a secret place for safekeeping. If you
're willing to marry me, I'll pretend nothing happened." Cheng Bichang didn't know how he left Yali's apartment; he was
somewhat disoriented. His notebook contained records of most of his clients and customers. After much thought, he
dialed Lao Liao's number.

Lao Liao was also startled. Cheng was a major client in the entertainment industry—in other words, his general agent in the industry.

He had initially approached Cheng because of his fame, his womanizing ways, and his powerful connections. He had been supplying Cheng for years,
and while Cheng himself could certainly find connections to escape if he were exposed, Lao Liao's own situation was uncertain. However
, the experienced Lao Liao quickly regained his composure and offered the renowned director a suggestion.

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