C12 (1/2)

The Xinjin's summer was unbearably hot. Although it was late at night, the scorching heat in the air still made people feel uneasy.

The Heaven's Blossom Nightclub was brightly lit, as usual.

The young girl's jade fingers gently swept across Ling Feng's face, slowly sliding under his shirt. Just as she was about to tear off Ling Feng's shirt, she was grabbed by a large, powerful hand.

”What's there to be afraid of? We're legitimate lovers, the police can't do anything about it!” Liu Ru's charming eyes flashed, and Cherry's small mouth formed a charming smile, hugging Ling Feng even more tightly.

”This isn't good. Our identities cannot be exposed after all. We'll fight again next time.” Ling Feng said in embarrassment.

”How boring!” Liu Ru pushed Ling Feng away and pressed Ling Feng down once again. Using his jade-like fingers, he gently lifted Ling Feng's chin and affectionately said: ”Sooner or later, you will be mine. You won't be able to escape.”

As he spoke, he lazily stood up, tidied his clothes, and then led the Water Serpent Demon towards the door.

”What you want is in the drawer by the window. Are you sure you want to continue?” Liu Ru suddenly stopped and asked indifferently.

”Elder Sister Ru, you should know my personality. I must let this matter come to light.” Ling Feng retracted his teasing, and said with a serious face.

With a sigh, Liu Ru's figure had already disappeared from the door.

Dozens of police officers rushed into the hall and quickly controlled the reception desk and the exit.

The lobby manager had just touched the alarm hidden beneath the bar table when he was gripped by a pair of slender white hands.

”Don't move, police!”

A perfect curve suddenly appeared at the bar, and with a beautiful grab, he pushed the lobby manager onto the table.

The lobby manager howled, ”Miss, it hurts!”

Xu Jingying frowned and added a bit more force, ”Who's the lady!”

”Officer, I was wrong!” The lobby manager was in so much pain that he almost cried.

According to Xu Jingying's many years of experience, the first and second floor were mostly filled with small shrimps.

So he handed the manager over to the other cops and went straight to the third floor, where he knew the real deal was.

He quickly made his way to the third floor. The few rooms ahead were all under the control of the other policemen.

A few disheveled men and ladies awkwardly hugged their heads and squatted in the room. One of them even had a table full of drugs that they hastily packed up.

Xu Jingying walked through the corridor, and his eyes fell on the room near the corner.

The door to the room was ajar, and a dim light shone through the crack in the door. A faint smell of smoke emanated from inside.

Instinctively, he felt that there was something wrong with the room.

Xu Jingying couldn't help but frown as he touched the gun on his waist out of habit.

Since such operations usually didn't involve guns, her standard equipment was handcuffs and batons.

Ye Zichen gently took out the baton, causing Xu Jingying to flash and press his ear on the door.

The outside world was in an uproar, but the inside was like a Peach Blossom Immortal. The melodious music from the house and the aroma of coffee could be heard.

This is too strange, who could it be inside?

Big drug lord, head of the underworld, cold-faced killer?

He did not know why, but when such a thought appeared in his mind, he could not get rid of it. There was even a tiny bit of excitement in his heart.

Xu Jingying was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he didn't call for his other colleagues. Instead, he slipped through the crack in the door.

The room was quiet. Under the dim light, a man was lazily sitting on a leather chair with a cigarette in his hand. However, he didn't smoke and just let it slowly turn into ashes.

There was a cup of coffee beside him, but it was half-empty and still steaming.

The scene inside was almost beyond her imagination. There was no fight, no resistance, only the melodious music and her own thumping heart.

Xu Jingying felt like he was in a dilemma. Although there was still a faint fragrance of a woman in the room, it was surprisingly clean.

Xu Jingying understood that to capture a thief, everything here was completely out of place in this clubhouse.

Finally, the man seemed to notice that the smoke had reached his fingers. He sat up and pressed the tip of the cigarette into the ashtray.

”What's the matter?”

Ling Feng asked coldly, his indifferent voice carrying a trace of displeasure.

”Me!”

Xu Jingying couldn't help but be shocked.

Only then did he regain his senses. He was a police officer, and the other party was a suspect in prostitution. He was almost overwhelmed by this guy's strong aura.