The Erotic Detective: Butterfly Apartment

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**************** 　　　　　　　　... 　　"Mr. Min, I'm happy to tell you that your money was well spent. After six months of research, my experiment has made a breakthrough..." 　　In the video, Huan Yuying smiled smugly, turned and picked up a small bottle containing gray . She smiled slightly at the camera and said, 　　"Mr. Min, this is Joyful Ode V. By using a combination of moiré distillation and silicon titration separation, I have successfully increased its purity to 95%..." 　　At this point, Huan Yuying turned to the workbench, where a glass cabinet containing white mice was placed. She then raised the gray bottle in her hand, pointed to the lively white mice in the glass cabinet, and said: 　　"Mr. Min, this little mouse has been swallowing the pupae for two hours. Now I'm going to sprinkle Ode to Joy V on it. The moment of witnessing a miracle has arrived..." 　　With that, Huan Yuying in the video opened the cage lid, raised the glass bottle in her hand , and sprinkled some of the powder onto the mouse. The previously lively mouse suddenly stiffened . 　　Just when Tang Miaoxue thought the mouse was dead, she suddenly noticed it trembling . Then, she heard a sound like tearing fabric, and a slit appeared in the mouse's fur. A blood-like mass sprang out. 　　Tang Miaoxue stared intently, and gasped in horror— 　　it was a live, furless mouse! 　　Yes, Tang Miaoxue was certain that this was the same white mouse from before. However, unlike before, this mouse now had completely lost its skin and fur, revealing bluish veins and crimson muscles covering its snow-white bones. It appeared naked on camera, a truly horrifying sight! 　　"Ah—! What...what kind of monster is this? How terrifying!" 　　Yuan Xin, who had just finished investigating the bedroom, happened to see this scene in the video. She was immediately terrified, her face , and screamed. 　　Tang Miaoxue frowned and gestured for Yuan Xin to be quiet. She turned back to watch with a grave expression . 　　The hairless white mouse hopped around in its cage for about half a minute, then suddenly collapsed . Tang Miaoxue knew that the poor little mouse was truly dead this time. 　　After the mouse died, Huan Yuying opened the glass cabinet in the video, used tweezers to pick up a piece of white fur that had fallen , held it up to the camera, and pointed to the inner wall of the fur, saying proudly, 　　"Mr. Min, as you can see, this fur fell off perfectly, not even the inner membrane of the skin is damaged. It can be said that our experiment has been a success." 　　At this point, Huan Yuying removed her mask and said triumphantly to the camera, 　　"Mr. Min, now as long as you transfer the money to my account, I can immediately start mass production. I hope we can cooperate happily." 　　With that, the video snapped back to static. Tang Miaoxue looked down at the time at the bottom of the screen; it was exactly one week before Huan Yuying's death. 　　"Sister Xue, what... what is this thing?" 　　Yuan Xin, still reeling from the horrifying scene, asked stammeringly, her face pale. 　　"I don't know, and I don't really want to know..." 　　Tang Miaoxue said calmly with a serious expression, then turned to Yuanxin and asked, 　　"By the way, Yuanxin, did you find any clues in the bedroom?" 　　"Ah? Oh...yes, I found something!" 　　Hearing Tang Miaoxue's question, Yuanxin finally came to her senses and handed a black notebook to Tang Miaoxue, then said, 　　"Sister Xue, this notebook was found in a hidden compartment in the bedroom floor. It's filled with names and numbers. I think it might be her secret ledger for her shady business." 　　"Secret ledger?" 　　Tang Miaoxue was taken aback, took the notebook and opened it— 　　"February 27th, Old Ghost at the street corner bought three ounces of marijuana, 200 in income. March 5th, White Pig Girl at Yincheng Flower Slave Shop bought a bottle of Flower Desire Oil, 600 in income..." 　　Tang Miaoxue flipped through and read Huan Yuying's secret ledger. When she turned to the last page, she suddenly 　　　　　　　　　　　saw this line at the very bottom— 　　On April 25th, Mr. Min from Butterfly Apartment invested 50,000 yuan in research funding. 　　"It's that Mr. Min from Butterfly Apartment again..." 　　Looking at the familiar name, Tang Miaoxue muttered to herself, her brows furrowing. 　　"Sister Xue, what's wrong?" 　　Yuanxin asked with concern, noticing Tang Miaoxue's expression. 　　"Oh, nothing... Let's go, Yuanxin, there's nothing more to investigate. Let's go check out the Qimeng Nightclub ..." 　　Tang Miaoxue snapped out of her reverie and smiled at Yuanxin. 　　"Oh, okay then. I'll call the bureau and have them send someone to seal this place up..." 　　With that, Yuanxin turned and went to make the call. Before leaving, Tang Miaoxue saw the envelope on the table, thought for a moment, picked it up 　　　　　　　　　　　, 　　and put it in her pocket.

About twenty minutes later, Tang Miaoxue and Yuan Xin arrived at the Qimeng Nightclub by car.

"Officer, this really has nothing to do with me. I was just socializing for work last night."

"Don't try to fool me. You were the last person to see the victim. Now that someone's dead, you'd better
behave yourself , or you'll be in big trouble."

In the corridor, Yuan Xin, using a mix of coercion and intimidation, questioned the male slave who had served Huan Yuying the previous night, hoping to
get . Tang Miaoxue, meanwhile, went into the private room Huan Yuying had visited the night before and began to carefully
examine the scene.

The luxurious private room seemed to have been left uncleaned after Huan Yuying left; the entire room reeked of a pungent stench of
alcohol , cigarette smoke, and semen.

Tang Miaoxue put on gloves and carefully examined the room. On the transparent coffee table sat a half-
empty of red wine, with a ring of bright red lipstick marks around the rim—clearly Huan Yuying's. On the other side of
the transparent coffee table, there was a water ring mark left by a wine glass, but the glass was gone. Tang Miaoxue knew that
this glass must have been used by the suspect and taken away afterward.

Tang Miaoxue carefully used a dropper to extract the lipstick mark from Huan Yuying's glass, then stood up and turned her head, suddenly

noticing some strange gray dust scattered on the carpet in the corner of the sofa—

"Huh? Isn't this…"

Tang Miaoxue bent down and carefully examined the gray dust on the floor with a flashlight. Sure enough,
it was exactly the same as the "Ode to Joy V" she had seen on the DVD at Huan Yuying's house.

So Tang Miaoxue carefully collected some samples with the dropper and put them into an evidence bag, then checked
the surroundings again and found that there were no more valuable clues, so she turned around and left the private room.

"If you keep being so stubborn, let me tell you, we can't help you anymore!"

"If I didn't do it, then I didn't do it. What? Are you police trying to frame me?"

Yuan Xin was still arguing with the male slave in the corridor. Tang Miaoxue walked over, patted Yuan Xin's shoulder, interrupted her
, and then held up the evidence bag in her hand, pointing to the gray dust inside and asking the male slave:

"Hey, do you know what this is?"

"Ah? How come you have this?"

Upon seeing the gray dust in the evidence bag, the male slave's eyes immediately lit up, as if he had seen a naked woman that made him
thirsty .

"Hehe, you seem to be very familiar with it. Tell me, what is this?"

Seeing the male slave's expression, Tang Miaoxue suddenly felt that there was going to be a breakthrough in this case.

"To be honest, officer, I don't know exactly what this stuff is, but I think it might be some kind of
aphrodisiac , because last night I only used a little and I got incredibly hard. I've never had anything like it before..."

"You dare to play dumb? Tell me the truth! Otherwise, you'll regret it."

Hearing the male flower slave say this, Yuan Xin, who was standing next to Yu Li, thought that the male flower slave had become lustful upon seeing such a
beautiful woman and was trying to flirt with her. So she angrily kicked the male flower slave's calf and
asked sharply.

"Officer, I really don't know anything. Last night, that female client called me over to have
sex . In the middle, she seemed to be talking about some kind of deal with an older man wearing sunglasses whose face I couldn't see.
Then she sprinkled this stuff on my penis. After I got hard and had my fun with her, she left with that man in sunglasses.
Her death really has nothing to do with me."

"What? You let someone just randomly put drugs on your penis without even asking?"

Tang Miaoxue looked at the male flower slave with a frosty expression and sneered.

Hearing Tang Miaoxue's question, the male flower slave shrugged indifferently, a charming
smile playing on his lips, and said lightly:

"Of course, I'm a professional flower slave. Our nature as professional flower slaves is to be at our master's beck and call.
We absolutely cooperate, never resist, and never ask why..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Miaoxue was immediately stunned and speechless.

Indeed, upon hearing what the male flower slave said, Tang Miaoxue recalled that when she was a flower slave, she also allowed
her master to insert all sorts of strange things into her genitals for his lewd pleasure, but she never thought of refusing. Cooperating with her master's wanton
humiliation seemed to have become an instinct for flower slaves.

"You still dare to argue? Tell the truth, or else we..."

Yuanxin, seeing the male flower servant still acting like a shameless scoundrel, was so angry that she raised her foot to kick
him again. Tang Miaoxue quickly stopped her, then turned to the male flower servant and said seriously,

"Sir, you cannot leave Flower Sea City before the case is closed. Your cell phone must be on 24 hours a day so
you can answer our calls at any time. Otherwise, we will sue you for obstructing the police investigation. If you remember any clues, call
this number to find me. Okay, let's go, Yuanxin."

After saying that, Tang Miaoxue shoved her business card into the male flower servant's hand and pulled the still indignant Yuanxin away from
the Dream Nightclub...

The sky was high and the air was clear. After several days of continuous rain, Flower Sea Street finally welcomed a
refreshing and pleasant day.

"Wow, the weather is so nice..."

Yuanxin stuck her head out of the car window, took a deep breath of the refreshing air, and then turned around to
find that Tang Miaoxue, who was driving, still had a frown on her face and looked
worried despite the wonderful weather. So she asked curiously,

"Sister Xue, what's wrong? The case is progressing smoothly. Next, we just need to find
the , and the case will be solved. Why do you still look so serious?"

"Oh, nothing, it's just that there are some things about this case that I don't understand..."

Tang Miaoxue frowned slightly, thinking as she spoke:

"Yuanxin, do you think Mr. Min from Butterfly Apartment is the masked man the male flower slave was talking about?

If so, why would he buy that deadly aphrodisiac? Is it to kill someone?
There are many ways to kill, why go to such lengths? That's one point.

Secondly, why would that masked man want to kill someone to cover it up? Aphrodisiacs are consumable drugs.
After killing Huan Yuying, wouldn't he be afraid of never being able to get that aphrodisiac again? Or has he already obtained
the formula ?"

Thirdly, and this is the point I can't understand the most, if that "Ode to Joy V" was a highly toxic aphrodisiac, then
why was the male flower slave unharmed, while Huan Yuying, who had a sexual relationship with him, died? "

Alright, alright, Sister Xue, what you're saying is completely confusing. Just catch the culprit and ask them, right
?"

Yuan Xin waved her hand impatiently, then turned back and pulled Tang Miaoxue's arm, pleading,

"Hehe, Sister Xue, since we've finished everything this morning, why don't you come with me to the modeling shop during lunch break?"

"Modeling shop?"

Tang Miaoxue was stunned, gripping the steering wheel tightly as she asked, puzzled,

"Why are we going there? Yuan Xin, what's wrong?"

"Sigh~ It's all because of our troublesome ancestor. Yesterday was his birthday, and he invited over a dozen of his buddies for a party."
"Rty, after eating the cake, they started playing with me because of the alcohol. From the living room to the kitchen, I
was raped . Look what they did to me..."

As she said this, Yuanxin pulled open her collar. Tang Miaoxue took a look and, sure enough, saw that Yuanxin's snow-white neck and delicate
cleavage were covered with patches of bruises and teeth marks, obviously after a brutal battle last night.

"Sigh~ If I don't go to the modeling salon to pamper my body, I might get played
to death by those stinky men tonight."

Seeing this, Tang Miaoxue couldn't help but think of her equally frenzied lovemaking with Qi Liang last night.
She subconsciously rubbed her collar while teasing Yuan Xin:

"What? Yuan Xin, are you still living with your master? I thought a radical, modern
Shakira girl like you would have already broken free from your master's control and lived a free life!"

"Sigh~ Old habits die hard. I tried to leave him, but I didn't succeed. Although I'm free in spirit,
my physical dependence is too strong. To be honest, Sister Xue, now if he doesn't touch my
body , I feel uncomfortable all over..."

Saying this, Yuan Xin turned to Tang Miaoxue and asked—

"What? Sister Xue, aren't you living with your master anymore?"

"No,"

Tang Miaoxue answered decisively. Then, as if nothing had happened, she added,

"Our Shakira tribe's flower slaves have all gained their freedom, yet they still have to live with their former masters. Doesn't that feel too lowly
?"

Hearing Tang Miaoxue say this, Yuan Xin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tang Miaoxue with eyes full of admiration and sighed,

"Sigh~ Sister Xue, your will is so strong. If I had even a tenth of your willpower, I would
have left ."

"Hehe, alright, little girl, stop flattering your Sister Xue. Tell me,
where is that body modeling shop you're going to?"

"Oh, turn left from there..."

Saying this, Yuan Xin pointed to an intersection not far away. Tang Miaoxue nodded upon hearing this, turned
the steering wheel , and the police car turned into the intersection...

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