pjbooks Chapter 43 Who really lost out?
Chapter 43 Who really lost out?
"Hmm...you're stepping on my hair..."
Mia opened her eyes groggily, her head throbbing with pain.
She then realized that she was lying in bed with her head resting on a man's arm.
Looking down, he realized he was completely naked.
"...Huh?" She blinked, turned her head, and saw Lu Yiming, fully clothed, sleeping soundly next to her, breathing evenly.
"WT!"
She nearly screamed, tumbling off the bed and hastily throwing on a coat.
I checked myself over in the mirror.
"Hmm?" She blinked, her body seemed perfectly normal.
I am still a whole melon.
She rubbed her throbbing temples, desperately trying to recall what had happened last night.
Last night... in the latter half of the night, they were learning the card throwing magic trick.
But thinking of testing Lu Yiming's loyalty for her best friend Chen Ruoyan, she dug out some good wine she had hidden at home and dragged him to drink with her.
There's an old saying in the distant East: "Truth comes out when one is drunk."
After drinking three cups... she blacked out afterwards.
Holy crap! I almost messed things up and got myself into trouble!
Why is she not wearing clothes, but Lu Yiming is wearing clothes?
Wait... why didn't he touch her? Mia immediately ruled out the option that "she wasn't charming enough".
Could it be that Lu Yiming... really can't do it?
"Hmm~" Lu Yiming on the bed turned over, rubbed his head and sat up, his eyes looking confused.
The two locked eyes, and the air fell silent for a few seconds.
"Ahhh...you beast!" Lu Yiming grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around himself, his expression terrified, pretending to have been violated.
Mia: ? ? ?
I haven't even yelled yet! What are you howling about?!
"Are you kidding me! Why are you acting like you're the one who got the short end of the stick!"
"What else could I do?" Lu Yiming rubbed his head and began to recall last night.
After a few drinks, the woman got drunk and started acting crazy.
She clung to his arm and wouldn't let go, rubbing her whole body against him.
He even boasted, "The three of us living a good life is more important than anything else."
If you can't drink, then don't drink!
He's bad at everything and loves to play games, he's good for nothing!
Not only did she rub against him, but she also took off her bathrobe while rubbing against him, muttering "It's so hot."
At that time, his lust level was as high as 3.6, and it felt like there was a fire burning inside him, but he still used his iron willpower to suppress his animalistic nature.
I'm a fucking saint!
After finally getting the drunkard into bed, she clung tightly to his arm, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Don't go, I'm so lonely."
What could he do? He could only grit his teeth and lie down, his arm numb from being used as a pillow, but he dared not move. He endured the torment for who knows how long before finally falling asleep.
I'm the victim here, you fucking bastard!
Just then, a line of red text flashed before his eyes: [Lust - 0.6]
Lu Yiming was taken aback; this was the first time he had discovered that the red value could decrease.
Does that mean that the value will decrease as soon as it's released? If... if... wouldn't that mean...?
Mia held her throbbing head, on the verge of tears, but no tears came.
Oh no, how am I going to explain this to my best friend? I was supposed to be "testing out a jerk," but I almost got myself caught in the trap.
The two exchanged an awkward glance, then suddenly shouted in unison.
"You're not allowed to tell Chen Ruoyan!"
"You're not allowed to tell Chen Ruoyan!"
After saying that, the two of them awkwardly turned their heads away at the same time.
Lu Yiming muttered under his breath, "This is a huge loss. I've remained chaste for twenty years..."
Mia's eyes widened: "What did you say? It sounds like you're the one who lost out!!"
Lu Yiming put on his slippers, his face expressionless: "If you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do."
Mia: "%￥*@%%￥…… (All profanity, extremely vulgar)"
Lu Yiming covered his ears, pretending not to hear.
Just then, a video call interrupted their argument.
Lu Yiming glanced at the caller ID; it was a colleague from the homicide squad. He rubbed his throbbing temples and answered.
"Hey, Ming! Where are you? Why aren't you at work?"
My colleague's voice was urgent and panicked: "Something terrible has happened! Come to the police station right away!"
Lu Yiming's heart sank, and he forcibly suppressed the discomfort from being drunk at night:
"What happened?"
"The boss was kidnapped last night in the police station garage!"
"What?!" Lu Yiming and Mia, who had squeezed in to listen, exclaimed in surprise.
The colleague on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback.
What, the Rockefeller heiress is with you too?
Wait, is Lu Yiming in bed?
Damn! I thought you got promoted because of your ability.
So you didn't want to take this detour and just went straight to living off a woman...
That sounds wonderful... I want to eat it too.
My colleague imagined a whole drama unfold, and even his voice changed:
"Um...you two should hurry to the police station! Everyone's here, just waiting for you!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone quickly without waiting for their reply.
Knowing too much can make you vulnerable to being silenced!
Lu Yiming and Mia exchanged a glance.
"Let's get going!"
The two hurriedly dressed and rushed out the door.
Mia ran while haphazardly tying her hair up.
"Hey, why are you drooling in your sleep? My arm is covered in your drool!" Lu Yiming shook his arm in disgust.
"roll!"
Mia blushed to her ears and kicked him.
Twenty minutes later, the two men rushed into the Fremont Police Department building, panting heavily.
As soon as they pushed open the door to the homicide squad's conference room, more than a dozen pairs of eyes immediately focused on them.
There was surprise, scrutiny, and ambiguity.
A few seasoned veterans were whispering gossip in each other's ears.
"Sit down now that you're here!" Director Gu Qiu sat in the main seat, his face ashen, not in the mood to deal with these trivial matters.
Lu Yiming and Mia lowered their heads and hunched over, then slipped to sit in the two empty seats in the back row.
The large screen at the front of the conference room lit up and began playing surveillance footage from the police station's underground parking lot last night.
The time displayed is 1:23 AM.
homicide squad leader Marcus Hunt was kidnapped by three hooded men.
The hood completely covered his face, making it impossible to tell whether he was male or female.
The three men surrounded him and appeared to be talking.
However, because the surveillance camera had no sound, the content could not be heard.
A few seconds later, the red-robed man standing behind Marcus pulled a syringe from his sleeve and plunged it into Marcus's neck!
Marcus fell softly backward.
The three men stuffed Marcus into the car, then drove out of the surveillance range and disappeared at the garage exit.
The video ends.
The meeting room was deathly silent; everyone was deep in thought.
Director Gu Qiu stood up, walked to the screen, and said with a gloomy expression:
"No useful traces were left at the scene. Fingerprints, hair... even the syringes were packed up and taken away."
"The vehicle in the surveillance footage was found at an abandoned ranch in the western district, but the people involved had already moved and their whereabouts are unknown. The other party had a certain level of counter-surveillance awareness, avoiding main roads and specifically taking side roads without surveillance cameras."
"Marcus Hunt, our homicide squad leader, has been kidnapped on our turf."
"This is a provocation. It's a declaration of war against the entire Fremont Police Department."