Couple Detective Agency

Chapter 8 of the Couple Detective Agency: At times like these, I couldn't show my anxiety; I maintained a cheerful demeanor while interacting with the other party. "Fatty Liu and your assistant are missing," Xiaoman whispered anxiously in my ear. "Don't worry. Go out in five minutes." I walked towards the edge of the crowd. "Oh dear, Mr. Wan, where are you going?" A vice president stopped me. I recognized him; he'd been to Fengda with Fatty Liu a few days ago, clearly a trusted confidant. "I probably ate too much spicy food this morning; I've had a bit of an upset stomach. Sichuan food is delicious, but you really can't overindulge," I said with a wry smile, pointing towards the restroom. The man chuckled and stepped aside. Entering the restroom, I checked to make sure no one was around, then quickly opened the tool shed door. Inside was a backpack. I quickly took off my gray suit jacket. A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a black jacket emerged from the restroom. "Where are you?" Xiaoman, who was anxiously waiting in the hotel's first-floor coffee shop, asked anxiously as soon as she received my call. "Across from you," I replied softly. "Where?" Xiaoman glanced at me standing outside the fence of the coffee shop across the street, then looked away. "I don't see you." "I'm standing across from you, smiling at you." I smiled back at her. Xiaoman then looked at the completely unfamiliar middle-aged man across from her, then widened her eyes in surprise and opened her mouth wide: "This...this is the legendary disguise? Amazing!" "I'll go up first, come directly to room 1720 in 5 minutes." I turned and left. 5 minutes later, the doorbell of room 1720 rang. I went over and looked through the peephole. It was Xiaoman. I opened the door. She sneaked in, curiously looking at the equipment in the room. "This is the first time I've seen private detective equipment. I'm so curious. Are all private detectives this good?" "No, we're top-notch in the country." I replied, taking a small box and a coil of fiber optic cable from my backpack. I opened the box, and inside was a strange-looking four-wheeled vehicle. "What's this?" At this moment, Xiaoman showed the gossip that a woman her age should have for the first time, asking questions like a curious child. I answered "equipment" to all questions. Quickly, I attached the fiber optic connector to the rear of the four-wheeled vehicle, and connected the other end to a military-grade laptop using specialized equipment. This laptop was different from the one I'd used before; it had two control knobs on either side of the bottom. In the middle of the vehicle, a thick, rigid plastic tube, about the thickness of a thumb, stood tall, topped with a pure black, glass-bead-like object. Once fully connected, I gently turned the control knob on the computer. The rigid plastic tube slowly bent, and on the laptop screen, an image appeared that changed angle as the tube rotated. "This is…" Xiaoman stared in astonishment. "For monitoring." After testing that the entire system was functioning correctly, I stood up, dragged two reception chairs to the central air conditioning vent, and stacked a vanity chair on top. "Help me hold this up." I climbed onto the chair and forcefully removed the central air conditioning vent railing. "Hand me the toy car, yes, that one. Be careful not to break the cable." I took the four-wheeled toy car from Xiaoman, peered into the central air conditioning vent, and carefully placed it inside. I then straightened the long roll of fiber optic cable behind the wheels. I jumped off the chair, turned the knob, and the screen started moving, a little jumpy, clearly indicating the car was moving through the central air conditioning duct. "Amazing!" Xiaoman exclaimed, "It's like watching an American blockbuster." I smiled. The distance from my room to the air conditioning vent in the next room wasn't far. Soon, a cluster of grille lights appeared on the right side of the screen. I stopped turning the left knob and slowly adjusted the right one. The camera slowly moved to the right, and the air conditioning grille was clearly visible. I slightly turned the knob, and the camera began to move forward slowly, carefully passing through the grille. The situation in the room was immediately clearly displayed: it was Fatty Liu and Qini. Clearly, we arrived just in time. Both of them were still sitting there, properly dressed. Qini was on the edge of the bed, and Fatty Liu was in a chair beside her, legs crossed, smoking. I pressed a switch button, and the sound from the earpiece was switched to the computer. "How could you do this?!" Qini said angrily. "I didn't do anything, sister-in-law," Fatty Liu said smugly. "The so-called strategic cooperation agreement...""The letter of intent is just a formality. As the investor, I can choose to proceed with the actual investment or leave it as just a strategic cooperation agreement." "I don't believe you'd give up on the Henan market just because of me." "Of course not, but we can do it another way. For example, we could postpone our investment until next year, or we could directly acquire it outright." "Despicable!" "No, no, no. For a businessman, this isn't despicable; it's maximizing profits or business operations." Fatty Liu said confidently, "There are many ways to cooperate. It depends on how we choose. Or rather, in these short two hours of the shareholders' meeting, you, Ms. Su, need to choose the final cooperation method on behalf of your husband." "You said you wouldn't force me." Qini looked at Fatty Liu with stubborn eyes. "Did I force you?" Fatty Liu exhaled a puff of smoke. "I'm just analyzing for you; the decision is still yours." "What if I still refuse?" "I will still keep my promise." Fatty Liu shrugged. "Of course, the way we cooperate will be different. Your decision determines the direction of our cooperation." "Actually, even if I refuse, you can't give up the Henan market, right?" "That's right!" Fatty Liu answered confidently. "It's just a matter of time. I'm not in a hurry." Qini fell silent. "What is she doing? Stop with the beating around the bush and get straight to the point." Xiaoman was a little anxious. I looked at her, didn't say anything, and was too lazy to tell her that Qini could actually hear what she was saying; our communications were connected. "So, have you thought it through? I don't have much time." Fatty Liu had finished his cigarette. Qini was silent for a while, then finally stood up. "I need to wash up." "Wash what? A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold." Fatty Liu grabbed her and pounced on her onto the bed. "I'm almost dying of impatience, what's the point of washing up?" Fatty Liu pressed his entire body against Qini's, his large mouth trying to kiss her lips. Qini turned her head away, dodging. "No, it's filthy." "It's not filthy, I washed up before you came. You don't need to wash, I love your scent." "No—!" Qini struggled, but how could she push away this 200-plus-pound man on top of her? Fatty Liu's hands roamed over Qini's body: "Baby, I've missed you so much! Last time at Songshan, I was almost there, and you actually rejected me! It almost killed me. Today I'm going to have some fun with you, make you feel good." He held Qini's head tightly with his left arm, pinning her down so she couldn't move. His right hand roamed around her waist. Seeing Qini avoiding his kisses, Fatty Liu wasn't in a hurry. He kissed Qini's cheeks, then suddenly stuck out his long tongue and licked her face. "Ah—! That's disgusting!" Qini screamed. "Is that so? You'll find out soon enough that it's not disgusting, it's burning your heart." Fatty Liu leered, his hand reaching down to Qini's waist, lifting her skirt, and touching her thigh. Qini lifted her thigh, trying to move away, but Fatty Liu grabbed her ankle and twirled it around. "You'll love me to death in a minute, you believe me?" "Tch," Qini rolled her eyes. "Don't believe me?" Fatty Liu chuckled. "I'll make you climb on top of me yourself in a bit." His hand moved up Qini's calf, across her leg, past her knee, and just as Qini trembled, preparing to welcome him under her skirt, Fatty Liu's hand curved around her thigh and landed on it. "This fatso is the best at flirting." At this moment, Xiaoman, who was sitting next to me, said this after seeing this scene, her words carrying an indescribable meaning. On the screen, Fatty Liu held Qini's chin in his mouth, his right hand rubbing back and forth on Qini's thigh, his thumb spreading out towards the inside of her thigh, slowly changing from touching to grabbing. Every time his hand rubbed against the base of Qini's thigh, his thumb would naturally press against Qini's panties, and Qini would arch her body upwards. "Don't you feel that itch in your heart, something you can't scratch or grasp?" At some point, Fatty Liu had half-knelt down, his left hand parting her thighs, his right thumb gently rubbing the seam of Qini's panties between her legs. Then his left hand moved to Qini's high, firm breasts. "They feel fucking good," Fatty Liu exclaimed, gently kneading her breasts through her skirt. "Is this enough?" I asked Xiaoman beside me. No matter how much desire I felt, seeing my wife being caught like this was still somewhat unacceptable. "Do you really think this counts as catching someone in the act?" Xiaoman looked at me in surprise. "With your high-tech equipment, your professionalism can't be this low, can it?" I lowered my head and didn't speak, lighting a cigarette. "Cough, cough, don't smoke, it's choking." Xiaoman waved her hand in front of her eyes, turning to look at me with a knowing look: "You really like your assistant, don't you?" I ignored her, but took another deep drag of my cigarette. Silence fell over the room. In the video, Qini's pink silk panties were hanging on her ankles at some point. Fatty Liu was lying between Qini's legs, his head bobbing up and down. Everyone knew what he was doing, but the video, taken from the height of the hotel's central air conditioning grille, was not clear. Qini's head was turned to one side, and her eyes were tightly closed. “Baby, you get wet so quickly every time. It seems that after my exploration, you really need a man's touch, especially a stranger other than your husband.” Fatty Liu's words made my head buzz, and I was completely stunned. Fatty Liu's words continued in my ears, “Look, as soon as I finished speaking, there was even more water. Can you hear your own water splashing, baby? I love this sound. It means that your little darling down there is eagerly waiting for a man other than your husband to fill and satisfy it.” Fatty Liu's hands moved: “It's already overflowing, so much water, so slippery, so sticky.” Fatty Liu sat between Qini's legs: “Come on, let me see your pair of treasures that you've been hiding all this time. I've never been able to see them properly, I'm dying to see them.” He spread Qini's legs and placed them on his body. Qini shook her head, letting her hair fall to cover her face. “I want to see.” Fatty Liu insisted, but Qini shook her head again. He tightened his grip. Qini let out a cry. "I want to see! Do it yourself." Fatty Liu's tone was utterly unyielding. Under Fatty Liu's manipulation of her fingers, Qini was slightly breathless. Finally, she silently reached under her armpit and slowly pulled down the zipper of her dress, which instantly came undone. "Continue." Fatty Liu said coldly, his thumb still rubbing Qini's exposed clitoris. Qini's right hand gently pulled down the strap of her left shoulder, then withdrew it from her left shoulder, leaving her dress half-draped over her chest, revealing a deep cleavage. Fatty Liu stopped, staring intently at Qini's movements. When her dress could no longer hinder his actions, Fatty Liu greedily reached his hands towards Qini's chest, pulling her dress down. Qini's white bra, barely partially exposed, was already being pushed under by Fatty Liu's fingers from below her bra, flipped up, and a pair of large, round breasts trembled and bounced out.

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