The curtains were still drawn. Xu Qinghe walked out wrapped in Ji Zizhong’s bathrobe and swiftly pulled the curtains open.
[1]
Ji Zizhong was amused by her “pervert” remark, and after thinking about it, she nodded her head and agreed with her: “Indeed, K seems to be a big pervert. Maybe she has her own way of choosing her victims, but we don’t know yet.”
“Let’s find out tomorrow. Go brush your teeth and get ready for bed.” Closing the computer, Ji Zizhong drank up the warm water from her cup and went to bed.
After that, for the next two weeks, Xu Qinghe was lying around in the casefile room, going through all the case files that her father had handled. She had made up a lie and disclosed that information to Captain Liu, and now the whole team was looking into this matter but they never found anything.
“There are so many cases! It’s impossible to see which ones are related to K…Huff—!” Xu Qinghe let out a long sigh and flopped down on the desktop to wail: “I’ve sorted out the past serial murder case files as well, but none of these have anything in common. Man.”
Ji Zizhong was sitting on the side looking at a certain case file. When hearing Xu Qinghe, she closed it with a snap. These files, including the one in her hand, were all clean and concise, nothing suspicious. There could be ones that were deleted or lost.
“Let’s search again, there’s no rush.” Ji Zizhong put the file down and rubbed her forehead.
“I think I need to go back to my old house.” Xu Qinghe tapped on the desktop with a clear sound. She explained to Ji Zizhong: “That’s the house I used to live in with my dad. I haven’t been back there for a long time, but everything’s still there. My dad had the habit of keeping a diary so I need to go back and look for it to see if I can find any useful clues.”
“Do you want me to go with you?” Ji Zizhong asked after a moment of contemplation.
Xu Qinghe put the file away and shook her head, “No need, I’ll just go by myself.”
She hadn’t been home for a long time. For her, it was a place with countless beautiful memories, but the better the memories, the more reality hurt. A person can’t just live on memories alone. Every time Xu Qinghe saw those things in the house, she’d remember her happy days she’d spent with her parents, but these days were gone now.
Since she couldn’t rid herself of these emotions, she had no choice but to avoid her home as much as possible. So she rented an apartment near the police station and only went back to clean it on every anniversary of her parents’ death.
But… Xu Qinghe remembered Ji Zizhong’s profile that she viewed that day. Her access was partially restricted, so she could only see some basic information. Ji Zizhong was the same as her, the column about her parents was completely empty. She did try to ask her about it, but Ji Zizhong just avoided the topic and described it as an “accident”, so she didn’t pry any further.
[2]
The diary was full of family matters, with a few cases mixed in from time to time. As she reminiscenced about the past, Xu Qinghe’s eyes became red again, and teardrops hung in the corner of her eyes until they dropped onto the diary.
Just when she had just wiped the tears away from the corners of her eyes, there was a sudden knock at the door. It was almost eleven o’clock and the surrounding area was quiet, so the sudden knock really startled Xu Qinghe. Cautiously she walked over and pressed herself against the door, lowering her voice and asking: “Hello, can I help you?”
“Are you Miss Xu? There’s takeaway for you,” the man outside the door replied to her. Looking through the spyhole, the man was wearing a neatly tailored delivery uniform. With the bag in his hand he looked at his mobile phone to answer it.
“Takeaway?” Xu Qinghe frowned, “I didn’t order any takeaway. Did you deliver it by mistake?”
“There’s no mistake. The address is written here. Is your name Xu Qinghe?” The man scratched his head, looked at the phone display and repeated, “did a friend order it for you? I’m running out of time, so please take it. If you’re worried, I’ll leave it at the door. You can get it when I leave, okay? I have another meal to deliver, so I need to hurry up.”
“Yeah I’m Xu Qinghe, but…”
Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the man, “That’ll do, I’ll leave it at the door. You can get it for yourself later.” After saying that, the man ran out without looking back, seemingly really in a hurry.
Quite baffling. Xu Qinghe looked back at the room and there was a yellow light peeking out from the half-closed wooden door. Nothing was wrong. After thinking about it for a while, she decided to go back and continue reading the diary. On the desk, the diary was still open, a few tears had begun to stain the paper, and the heat from the cup of tea was slowly drifting upwards.
[3]
Xu Qinghe staggered towards the door, and before she could take two steps, her legs gave out and she fell on the ground. The soreness like an ant bite spread from her belly in waves, and she leaned against the door panting with beads of sweat seeping from her forehead.
She was hovering on the edge of consciousness, the emptiness almost consuming her. Xu Qinghe lifted her arm and bit down hard on her wrist, but the pain only brought her momentary clarity. Within seconds, a stronger desire was wracking her, and as soon as she closed her eyes, it was as if she could hear her body screaming under a sea of desire.
Help—
She sat down on the ground filled with self-loathing, tilting her head slightly and panting heavily. Her body got warmer and warmer, sweat falling into her eyes and blurring her vision. She could only instinctively tear at her clothes roughly.
Just before she was about to go mad with lust, the lazy voice with a smile suddenly came to her ears, “It’s been a long time, Officer Xu.”
“Do you need help?”
The author has something to say:
This chapter’s plot is important, eh? It reveals quite a lot. Some of the guys in the comment section suggested that we should get into aphrodisiacs （ ´艹｀）.
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