Mr. X, who was hiding in the shadows, could only curse secretly. He didn't want to expose himself and the experiments he was doing. He needs to solve the puzzle of intelligence gathering before pushing new tactics to the forefront. All in all, a leader who lacks personal experience cannot prove that he is capable of achieving his plan.

What's more, servant eaters are advocates of egoism. Perhaps someone would bypass him and complain to Maharaja, either by secretly resisting his deployment or by trumpeting his failures in the early days of his presidency. God knows, Maharaja was always happy to accept spontaneous suggestions from his subordinates and then give new instructions. Especially when it comes to the loyalty of his subordinates, Maharaja never rejects gossip that is beneficial to him.

To put it more bluntly, Maharaja's notice of dismissal always came quickly, and it was terrifying. That night 3 days ago, Mr. X's ex had a deep understanding of this.

Mr. X pulls the vixen from the dart, and if he has time, he would love to kill the vixen as well. But time was too late, so he could only let the vixen lie on the ground and hum, while he quickly slipped into the depths of the alley close to the wall, then started the car, turned off all the lights, and quietly blended into the traffic in the street.

Yan Xiaojing shook her hand and pressed the noisy alarm clock, and the room returned to silence. The ringing was superfluous, and she had woken up more than an hour earlier, only to feel her head buzzing like a lawn mower. Dawn arrives, and the mystery of the long hot night gradually recedes. Now, she has to face everything she has just experienced.

With a complete stranger to a man, no protective measures have been taken. This is the most effective sobering agent.

Thankfully, she's been taking pills that regulate her menstrual cycle, which makes her feel a little safer. What was she thinking? I've never been so crazy before. She always takes all safety precautions.

Thinking of some disgraceful dark diseases, Yan Xiaojing's stomach became tangled again, and she decided that the next time she met him, she must ask clearly. Yan Xiaojing prayed that his answer would be consistent with the result she wanted to hear, and the most honest answer.

If she could have more dating experience, she would definitely take safety measures in advance. However, when exactly was the last time she dated a man? It's been a long time, so long that even the shelf life of condoms has passed.

For Yan Xiaojing, there are many reasons for the scarcity of sex~ life, not only because of moral considerations, but also because of her lack of interest in love. In her list of lives, men are pitifully low priorities, perhaps deserving of the list of teeth cleaning and maintenance of their own car, and more importantly, she doesn't even have a car at all.

She often wonders if there's something wrong with her, especially when she sees couples holding hands on the street. Most of their peers are hunting the opposite sex in search of sacrifices. But she didn't do anything, and she didn't seem to have the slightest desire to stay by the man's side. Yan Xiaojing even thought about whether she would be a lesbian. But the problem is that she is equally uninterested in women.

So last night's discovery was nothing short of a surprise.

She stretched, felt the tension between her legs, and closed her eyes, reliving the tightness that had entered her body.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaojing's body arched involuntarily, and the strong fantasy made her reach the other side of happiness again, her legs trembled cluelessly, and she fell into the rhyme, biting her lower lip with excitement.

She stood up and walked to the bathroom. The moment her feet hit the ground, the pain between her legs made her let out a low hum.

She saw the black shirt in the wastebasket, the shirt that had been stripped from him. She picked up her shirt and put it under her nose to sniff it—the black fabric still smelled of him.

The feeling from the lower body was even stronger.

How did he and Charunwan meet?

Is he also a member of the police force? Never seen before. However, there are some people in the police force that she does not know.

Anti-narcotics police? She guessed. He must be an anti-narcotics policeman, or the head of a mobile anti-terrorist squad.

Because he seems to be a guy who likes to cause trouble, and will teach a lesson when he encounters a little rascal.

She pressed her shirt under the pillow, feeling like a 16-year-old high school girl who was just starting to fall in love. She saw the bra he had thrown to the floor. Oh my God, the front button of the bra seemed to have been cut in half by some sharp weapon.

How strange! She was a little confused.

Yan Xiaojing hurriedly took a shower and had a simple breakfast: two pieces of oatmeal cookies, a handful of Kawashima cakes and a box of sugar-free juice. Then walk to the office. She stared at the computer screensaver in the small cubicle for half an hour, until the ringing of her phone broke into her empty head.

It was a call from Songventana.

"It's been another busy night." He said with a yawn.

"Another bomb~ bomb?"

"No, this time it's a corpse. In the alley between Third Street and Ordinance Street, a warbler died, and the throat was cut. If you come over now, I can show you the photos and the investigation report, which is not public. ”

Two minutes after hanging up the phone, Yan Xiaojing rushed to the street. She was going to go to the police station first, and then go to find the address of Penggu Road Avenue.

Her eagerness to see the midnight visitor again could not be concealed.

Walking briskly through the familiar buildings, the morning sun was a little scorching, so she picked up her handbag to block the sun. Unfortunately, the handbag was a little small, and there were always a few rays of dazzling sunlight falling in, so she could only use her hands to block it in front of her. It wasn't until she walked into the cool, gloomy police station that she breathed a sigh of relief.

Songwenthana was not in his office, and Charunwang happened to come out of his office.

He smiled dryly at Yan Xiaojing, and deep wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes: "Can we meet in a different way?" ”

"I heard you have a new case."

"You got it."

"No comment, Mr. Detective?"

"We've made an announcement this morning."

"There's definitely no nutrition at all in the announcement. Don't do that, can't you reveal something special? ”

"It's all on the announcement."

"What about what hasn't been announced?"

He took a piece of chewing gum out of his pocket, expertly tore open the wrapper, folded it a few times and threw it into his mouth, chewing it vigorously. She remembered that Chalunwang used to smoke cigarettes, but she hadn't smoked them lately, and the Green Arrow gum seemed to tell the story.

"I'm going to see the part that's not public, Charunwang," she said, "I swear, I'll keep it a secret." ”

He turned around and nodded, "Let's lock the door and see." ”