The night was deep, carrying a chill.
Xiao Zheng, carrying the "injured" Xiao Yufei, urged by her tyranny, sped towards the direction where Sharuk had fled.
"Officer Xiao, the night is vast, and we’ve already delayed so much, where do we chase the criminal?"
"You can’t even see a small ditch, and you have the face to say that?"
Xiao Yufei’s words were filled with annoyance, this guy wasn’t helping to catch the criminal, he was taking advantage of me shamelessly, he’d taken all the chances he could get.
"Hehe, do you even have a ditch? I didn’t see it," Xiao Zheng shamelessly quipped, taking phrases out of context, and helplessly shook his head.
"Didn’t you just fall into one? How could you not see it?"
"Felt like a flat surface to me!"
"You, jerk! Put me down!"
The two quarreled in the utterly quiet wilderness, which wasn’t lonely at all, resembling a couple playfully bantering.
Suddenly, Xiao Yufei took a strong sniff with her little nose, her expression becoming serious, "Xiao Zheng, there’s a strong scent of blood here, and that criminal’s unique smell."
Xiao Zheng had realized this earlier, but pretended to stay calm and said, "Impossible, right? Would San stay here while being pursued?"
"Quit your yapping, just look around, I’ll shine the flashlight for you."
Xiao Yufei angrily slapped him and pulled out the last remaining powerful flashlight from her pocket, shining it forward.
Xiao Zheng unwillingly accepted her command and headed towards the large rock ahead.
The scent of blood in the air grew stronger, eerily mixed with two familiar but faint fragrances.
Xiao Zheng’s lips twisted strangely, these two girls’ methods were indeed neat, cleaning up without leaving a trace, truly worthy of being Futu’s experts.
However, the smell of blood couldn’t be erased. Not only Xiao Zheng, but Xiao Yufei could also detect it this easily.
"Officer Xiao, it must be the blood left by the criminal along the way, jumping from a building to escape, injury was inevitable."
"Then let’s follow the scent of blood. Don’t dawdle, be quick," Xiao Yufei said, her face showing urgency as she vigorously slapped Xiao Zheng’s back.
Great, it’s like being a workhorse, and now she’s gotten addicted to slapping too.
Xiao Zheng wryly smiled helplessly, continued forward, but then, there were no more traces of Sharuk’s blood scent, as if it had vanished into thin air.
"I mean, Officer Xiao, the clues are cut off, what’s the point in chasing anymore?"
When Xiao Zheng returned to Yunlan Villa, it was already three in the morning, having worked like a horse all night, he was thoroughly exhausted and simply fell asleep as soon as he lay down, not even bothering to close the door.
Even in his dreams, he could envision Xiao Yufei’s voice and smile, full of teasing and scolding.
A silly smile hung on Xiao Zheng’s lips all through the night till dawn.
Suddenly, he felt a tickle in his nose and swung his hand fiercely, but he didn’t hit his face.
With a "slap," it felt rather smooth and fine.
Chu Xiaoran, who was playing with his hair, was taken aback as he had just been slapped, feeling quite afraid.
"Jerk, how dare you hit me, watch my white bone claw."
"Stop it!" Xiao Zheng, still not opening his eyes, swung another slap which this time ended up landing Chu Xiaoran directly on top of him, quite squarely.
Xiao Zheng, still in a haze, sensed a warm and sweet sensation on his lips, reminiscent of the taste of Colgate, and couldn’t help but lick it.
Soft, tender, delicate... what is it?
He opened his sleepy eyes, and what caught his gaze was Chu Xiaoran’s wide-open, sparkling, bright eyes, like watery blue stars.
As their eyes met, Chu Xiaoran was also puzzled. It was so sudden—just like that, her first kiss was gone.
Her mind plunged into chaos, and in her daze, she even forgot to react.
Just then, an icy voice interrupted the kissing pair.
"What are you doing? Umm..." Leng Ruobing had a hint of jealousy in her voice, though she was completely unaware of it.
Xiao Zheng immediately woke up, forcefully pushed Chu Xiaoran away, and angrily said, "What are you doing? Damn it, you just stole my first kiss."
A glimmer of anger flashed through Chu Xiaoran’s eyes. This guy really had the gall to blame her when it was her first kiss too—who could she even complain to?
She waved her little fists in anger and glared at Xiao Zheng numerous times before stomping away with a huff, "completely unaccountable."
Xiao Zheng got dressed, gave Leng Ruobing an awkward smile, and said, "Wife, you must believe me. I was forced and couldn’t resist."
"Forced my soul, do you see what time it is?"
Leng Ruobing scolded him fondly yet pointed at the watch on her wrist, looking utterly exasperated.
Xiao Zheng grabbed her wrist to take a look and even pinched it, then pretended to panic and ran outside, his voice trailing in the distance.
"Wife, I must go first, or I’ll miss the bus."
Leng Ruobing had just shouted when she realized that Xiao Zheng had already disappeared, running faster than a rabbit.
She clenched her teeth in frustration, glared at Xiao Zheng’s messy room, and also quickly left.
Just feeling generous for once, wanting to drive him to work, and he couldn’t appreciate it. Good deeds treated like a donkey’s liver and lungs, as if the donkey’s liver lacked flavor.
Since it was Monday, a busy week began again. Everyone at Qianqiu Group was bustling about, all but one person exempted.
That was Xiao Zheng, who besides eating, sleeping, and farting around, had nothing else to do and had become an anomaly.
Right while he was snoring in his sleep, a phone call came in, disturbing his sweet dream.
He sleepily picked up his phone, yawned, and answered the call.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Evil God, it’s me!" The voice of Zhu Chanji came through the phone, dignified with an undeniable undertone.
Xiao Zheng’s expression tensed, and he hurriedly walked towards the door, heading straight to the rooftop.
He lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and said casually, "Old Zhu, what’s up?"
"Evil God, you really have quite a few enemies. If it weren’t for my intervention, you would have been exposed," Zhu Chanji said on the phone, his voice carrying a light laugh laced with a deeper meaning.
Xiao Zheng also took a deep drag on his cigarette and said nonchalantly, "Old Zhu, your Black Rose and Bai Mudan from Futu really keep one on their toes, plenty of lapses there. If it weren’t for me patching things up, it would really have been..."
"Evil God, enough chit-chat. I need your help with something!" Zhu Chanji interrupted him, speaking gravely.
Xiao Zheng stomped out his cigarette butt and smiled. "A problem you can’t handle? And you’re asking for my help."
"Have you heard about the Futu Sky Ranking Tournament?"
"I’ve heard of it! It’s your internal Futu selection, isn’t it? How does it concern me?"
"Here’s the thing, I want to invite you to stir up this stalemate and let these guys know there’s always someone better."
Zhu Chanji’s tone carried a hint of disappointment, subtle yet discernible.
Xiao Zheng’s eyes slightly narrowed, and he remained silent for a while, knowing Zhu Chanji’s motives were definitely not simple!
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