Chapter 199: Interrogation by Officer Zhao

During the last exam week, Ding Heng activated his True Sight Eye.

I handed in my paper, stood up, walked out of the exam room, and strolled slowly back to my dormitory.

The other roommates had already returned and were packing their luggage.

Ding Heng walked to his bed, opened the cabinet door, and began stuffing things into his suitcase.

Qian Pu leaned closer and asked with a smile, "Brother Ding, where are you planning to go for summer vacation?"

Ding Heng replied dismissively, "Abroad."

"Abroad? Which country?"

"Europe."

"That must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"fine."

Ding Heng stuffed the last T-shirt into the box, not wanting to deal with Qian Pu, and changed the subject.

"What about you? What are your plans for summer vacation?"

Chen Mo pushed up his glasses: "I'm going back to my hometown for a few days to meet up with my girlfriend, and then we'll see."

Ding Heng sighed, "Long-distance relationships are not easy."

Chen Mo smiled but didn't reply.

Liu Chiwang stretched out a big yawn: "I'm staying on campus during the summer vacation. The student union has a summer social practice project, and I have to lead a team."

Ding Heng joked, "Hey, Lao Liu, are you planning to run for student council president?"

Liu Chiwang chuckled and didn't try to hide anything: "Thank you for your kind words."

Qian Pu glanced at Ding Heng, then at Liu Chiwang and Chen Mo, and suddenly felt that he was a bit superfluous.

Of the four roommates, Ding Heng went to Europe, Liu Chiwang stayed at school to work in the student union, and Chen Mo went back to his hometown to see his girlfriend.

He just goes back to his hometown, and then what?

I stayed home, enjoying the air conditioning and playing video games, and my mom nagged me for two whole months...

Qian Pu cleared his throat and casually interjected, "I also have plans for the summer vacation; I'm going to a music festival with my girlfriend."

The dormitory was quiet for a moment.

Liu Chiwang turned his head, unusually taking the initiative to continue Qian Pu's conversation: "You've found a new girlfriend again?"

"Still the same one..."

Qian Pu scratched his head, his voice lowering: "She said she'd give me another chance during the summer vacation."

Liu Chiwang was speechless and wanted to laugh after hearing this. No matter how unhappy he was with Qian Pu, he felt relieved at this moment.

Give us another chance?

After barely contacting each other for most of the semester, they suddenly reappear during the summer vacation saying "give me another chance." They just need a short-term meal ticket and want to find a sucker to pay the bill.

But he was too lazy to say it.

He used to say a few words to Qian Pu to bring him to his senses.

Now he doesn't even have the desire to argue.

Seeing that no one responded, Qian Pu sheepishly shrank back and lay down facing the wall again.

The last message he sent was displayed on his phone screen: "Then I'll wait for you."

The other party did not reply.

It has been three hours.

Ding Heng stood his suitcase upright, clapped his hands, and his phone suddenly rang. It was a video call from Zhao Yanxi.

He answered the call, turned on speakerphone, and continued tidying up the odds and ends on the table.

"Brother Ding Heng!!!"

Zhao Yanxi's voice was crisp and bright: "I'm downstairs! Are you done yet?"

Ding Heng neatly wound up the charging cable and stuffed it into his backpack: "It'll be ready soon, just wait a little longer."

"Hurry, hurry! It's so hot!"

"Um."

The phone hangs up.

Liu Chiwang turned his head and winked at Ding Heng: "Old Ding, you two seem to get along pretty well, huh?"

Ding Heng zipped up his backpack: "It's alright, we usually hang out together."

"I'm so envious! Why don't I have any girls to hang out with?"

Back in Hainan Island, Liu Chiwang had already noticed that the interactions between Zhao Yanxi and Ding Heng were definitely more than just those between a girlfriend and her best friend.

"Go away... I'm leaving."

Ding Heng picked up his luggage, slung his bag over his shoulder, and walked out of the dormitory.

He went downstairs and got into the car, and Zhao Yanxi quickly sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt.

The old Chang'an car was driving back to Zhuzhou.

Ding Heng glanced at Zhao Yanxi: "Where's Wenjing?"

Zhao Yanxi informed, "Xiao Jingjing went to pick up Xiao Shu to help her arrange her summer vacation tasks."

"Have you bought everything?"

"They're all in the back seat."

Zhao Yanxi gestured towards the back seat, and Ding Heng glanced back.

Tobacco, alcohol, tea, and milk—standard, neither shabby nor flashy.

Zhao Yanxi asked worriedly, "Brother Ding Heng, do you think my parents will agree this time?"

Don't worry.

Ding Heng reached out and patted her head: "It's nothing serious, just a trip abroad."

"But……"

"No buts, leave everything to me."

"oh!"

Zhao Yanxi didn't say anything more.

More than an hour later, the car stopped downstairs in her apartment complex, and the two of them carried the gifts upstairs.

Zhao Yanxi entered the password to open the door and shouted.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home!"

The living room was more lively than usual.

Sitting on the sofa was Zhao Yanxi's uncle, Zhou Rongsen, and next to him was a strange woman whom Ding Heng had never seen before.

At the age of thirty-five or thirty-six, his features could be considered reasonably regular, but there was an inexplicable pickiness in his eyes and brows.

Zhao Yanxi paused slightly, a barely perceptible hint of annoyance flashing across her face.

But soon, she smiled again.

"uncle!"

She first greeted Zhou Rongsen, then turned to the woman, her smile unchanged: "Hello, Sister Wang Min."

Wang Min looked Zhao Yanxi up and down, and was equally polite.

"Yan hope looks beautiful again."

"Thank you, Sister Wang Min."

Zhao Yanxi responded politely, her tone impeccable.

Zhou Rongsen stood up to greet Ding Heng, smiling as he took the things from his hands: "Little Ding is here? Come in, come in, it's hot outside."

Ding Heng changed his shoes and walked into the living room, nodding to Zhou Rongsen: "Hello, Uncle."

He then turned to Wang Min and politely greeted her, "Hello, Sister Wang Min."

Wang Min nodded in response.

Zhao Xingguo came out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of cut fruit, and placed it on the coffee table.

"Little Ding is here? Have a seat."

Everyone sat down and began chatting.

Ding Heng learned from the conversation that Wang Min was a primary school teacher in the area and the daughter of Zhao Xingguo's former boss.

She's been on blind dates with Zhou Rongsen these past two days, introduced by Zhou Rongmei.

However, judging from Zhao Yanxi's attitude, she is quite disgusted with her future aunt.

"It's not that I'm being picky, you're in great shape, but you really need to pay attention to your figure. Your blood pressure and cholesterol are probably both high, right? Losing weight isn't for my sake, it's for your own."

Wang Min sat on the sofa, her posture as if she were in a classroom, her words filled with arrogance, as if she were superior to everyone else.

Before anything was even started, they began to boss Zhou Rongsen around.

Zhou Rongsen was drinking tea when he heard this and paused.

"Huh? Really?"

"have."

Wang Min said firmly, "I think if we want to continue this relationship, you first need to show the determination to lose weight."

Zhou Rongsen's smile was a little stiff, but he still managed to laugh it off: "There's a lot of socializing involved in business, there's no way around it."

"Having many social engagements is not an excuse."

Wang Min remained assertive: "You need to have self-control."

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Zhao Xingguo picked up his teacup but didn't say anything.

Zhou Rongmei glanced at her younger brother, then at Wang Min, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Zhao Yanxi was engrossed in playing on her phone when she came across an interesting video, which she immediately handed to Ding Heng.

Seeing that no one responded, Wang Min didn't feel embarrassed and instead looked at Zhao Yanxi.

"Yan hope, how's university?"

"good."

"What do you mean by 'okay'? Did you get a scholarship?"

"Sister Wang Min, is this related to you?"

"I'm just concerned about you..."

Wang Min, an elementary school teacher, had an even stronger aura than Zhao Yanxi's mother, a senior high school teacher.

"You can't relax too much in college; grades are very important, as they'll be crucial for future graduate school applications and studying abroad."

"Thank you for reminding me, Sister Wang Min."

Zhao Yanxi's tone remained polite, but the smile had vanished from her eyes.

Wang Min, completely unaware, asked, "By the way, is this Yan hope your boyfriend?"

Zhao Yanxi retorted, "It's so obvious between us, Sister Wang Min, can't you see? Or are you just making conversation for the sake of it?"

"Oh, you look quite energetic."

Wang Min glanced at Ding Heng up and down, her tone indifferent.

"Yan hope, there's nothing wrong with dating in college, but you need to be careful and not just look at appearances. There are all sorts of people in school, so don't be fooled by a few sweet words."

Zhao Yanxi felt a surge of anger rising within her.

You're not even my aunt yet, why are you talking so much nonsense?

"Sister Wang Min, I think my judgment is pretty good; I wouldn't misjudge someone. Besides..."

Zhao Yanxi didn't mince words at all: "I've always known my own worth. I take what I should take, and I won't covet what I shouldn't. I certainly won't look down on someone for being poor or someone for being fat while still trying to get close to them."

She tilted her head, her smile innocent and naive.

"Sister Wang Min, you agree, right?"

Zhou Rongsen coughed twice, picked up his teacup and drank, pretending he hadn't heard anything, but he was secretly overjoyed.

My dear niece, your uncle has loved you for nothing!

Wang Min's face turned pale and then flushed, before she suddenly stood up.

"I have something to do, I'll be going now."

She picked up her bag and strode towards the door.

Zhou Rongsen quickly stood up: "Let me see you out."

"Need not."

Wang Min didn't look back, opened the door and walked out.

The door slammed shut.

Zhou Rongsen stood in the entryway, scratched his head, and looked back at his sister.

Zhou Rongmei glared at her daughter, annoyed. "How dare you talk like that?"

Zhao Yanxi blinked innocently: "What did I say? I didn't say anything."

Zhou Rongmei then ordered her younger brother, "What are you standing there for? Go after them!"

Zhou Rongsen gave a wry smile: "Sis, why are you chasing after her..."

"She's your blind date, you're just going to let her go like that?"

"If she thinks I'm too fat, why bother with blind dates?"

He walked back to the sofa and sat down, looking troubled. "She doesn't like me, and I don't like her. Why do you insist that I date her?"

Zhou Rongmei frowned: "What? She's the daughter of your brother-in-law's former boss. Marrying her might be a big help to your career..."

"Aunt."

Ding Heng suddenly interrupted, "Is Sister Wang Min... in a bad mood because of her pregnancy?"

"What! Pregnant?"

"I just accidentally saw that she had a box of folic acid in her bag..."

"this……"

Zhou Rongmei gasped.

Her Zhou family had only one son for generations, and she almost had to raise someone else's child?

Her face darkened, and she turned to look at her husband.

Zhao Xingguo looked completely innocent: "Why are you looking at me like that? You're the one who insisted on introducing them."

Zhou Rongmei was speechless, and let out a long sigh.

She asked her brother again, "You didn't... with her..."

"sister!"

Zhou Rongsen quickly interrupted her, both amused and exasperated: "I'm not stupid. She's hinted at it a few times, but I just can't bring myself to do it. I'd rather go to the shopping mall a couple more times than waste that time..."

"cough!"

Zhao Xingguo coughed suddenly and swept his sharp eyes over.

Zhou Rongsen immediately stopped talking, and awkwardly smiled at his brother-in-law: "Brother-in-law, I was just joking, it's just a social obligation, nothing more."

Zhou Rongmei glared at her younger brother, her tone even more serious: "Handle this matter properly, don't drag it out."

"Don't worry, sister, I understand."

Zhou Rongsen then sat down next to Ding Heng and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Ding, you have a good eye. You noticed something was wrong right away."

Ding Heng pretended to be an honest man, scratching his head: "I just happened to see it, I didn't think much of it."

"That means we're destined to be together."

Zhou Rongsen chuckled and gave a thumbs up: "By the way, you came back this time to see Yan hope off again?"

Ding Heng put down his teacup and said casually, "Actually, there's something else I wanted to discuss with you today. I'd like to take Yan hope on a trip to Europe for about a month."

"Yan hope mentioned this to us before."

Zhao Xingguo didn't react much, continuing to slowly sip his tea: "Little Ding, if I may be so bold as to ask you something, where did you get the money?"

Ding Heng met Zhao Xingguo's gaze without flinching.

"Uncle, I made some money from stock trading."

"Stock trading?"

"right."

Ding Heng nodded, his tone natural: "I started researching it last year. I was lucky, and with the guidance of a teacher, I caught a few waves of market trends."

Zhao Xingguo continued, "What stocks did you buy?"

Ding Heng smiled and began reciting the menu, then casually mentioned the market trend and sector rotation, using terms like "northbound capital," "net inflow of main funds," and "MACD golden cross" one after another, spouting out professional jargon.

Zhao Xingguo was completely confused.

He didn't understand stock trading; he simply wanted to test whether Ding Heng was lying and whether the money came from an illegitimate source.

Seeing Ding Heng's confident tone and frank attitude, he felt slightly relieved and turned to give Zhou Rongsen a look.

Zhou Rongsen was a businessman who had experienced ups and downs in the stock market for over a decade, and he immediately understood his brother-in-law's meaning.

He cleared his throat and picked up the conversation: "Xiao Ding, have you been paying attention to new energy sources lately?"

"Yes, I just sold all my shares in a photovoltaic stock last month, making over 40% profit. Uncle Rongsen, you play this too?"

"I'm not as good at playing the game as you are. I didn't want to sell my lithium mining stock when it was at its peak; I only sold when it dropped by more than ten percent."

"The lithium mining sector has seen too much growth in the early stages, so a short-term correction is normal. However, I remain optimistic about its long-term prospects, as new energy is a major trend."

Ding Heng humbly replied, "I was just lucky; I caught the wave."

"No way! Your uncle will ask you for advice another day, so don't keep it to yourself!"

"No, no, no, I should be asking my uncle for advice."

After listening to their conversation, Zhao Xingguo had a basic understanding of the situation.

"Xiao Ding, it's good that you're young and can make money. However..."

He softened his tone, his gaze shifting between Ding Heng and Zhao Yanxi, before finally offering earnest advice.

"But it's important to cultivate a habit of saving and avoid overspending. In particular, you shouldn't be easily swayed by others and spend money just because they tell you to."

After saying that, Zhao Xingguo glanced at his daughter, his meaning all too clear.

Zhao Yanxi immediately bristled: "Dad! Why are you looking at me like that! It really wasn't me who suggested going to Europe!"

Zhou Rongmei spoke up at the opportune moment: "Xiao Ding is a very honest person. If you hadn't mentioned it, would he have run so far?"

Ding Heng had just saved his younger brother a lot of trouble, so Zhou Rongmei now found him much more agreeable.

"mom!"

Zhao Yanxi felt so wronged...

Ding Heng quickly smoothed things over: "Uncle, I just wanted to go to Europe to take some photos, and Yan hope is coming with me."

Zhao Xingguo didn't press the matter further, assuming it was Ding Heng giving his daughter a way out.

"You young people can't go out and have fun without paying for everything yourself."

He said formally, "We will give Yan hope a sum of money later. When you're out, try to split the bill as much as possible."

"dad……"

Zhao Yanxi was about to speak when Zhao Xingguo glared at her and shut her up.

"Brother-in-law, I'll pay for it."

Zhou Rongsen interjected with a chuckle, "Xiao Ding! I have a few friends in Europe who are in the import and export trade. If you run into any trouble, give me a call, and I'll have them help you."

Ding Heng politely replied, "Thank you, Uncle."

"Don't mention it."

Zhou Rongsen waved his hand: "You've done me a huge favor today!"

The atmosphere in the living room completely relaxed, and everyone chatted and laughed...

Zhou Rongsen arranged dinner at a high-end restaurant, where the dishes were exquisite.

Zhou Rongsen insisted on drinking with Ding Heng, opening one bottle after another.

"Xiao Ding, come on, have another drink!"

"Uncle, I really can't..."

"How can a man say no! Drink!"

Zhao Yanxi watched from the side, but did not stop them.

She had witnessed Ding Heng's drinking capacity; her uncle had simply made a fool of himself.

Because his unit had a recent mission and he was on standby at any time, Zhao Xingguo did not drink a drop of alcohol, only occasionally asking a question or two about Ding Heng and Zhao Yanxi's situation at school.

By the end of the dinner, Zhou Rongsen was completely drunk and passed out, slumped in his chair, mumbling incoherently.

Zhao Xingguo sent his wife and daughter to buy some things, and then gestured for Ding Heng and himself to drive back first.

After the mother and daughter left, Zhao Xingguo helped Zhou Rongsen up and walked him out. The over 200-pound fat man made Zhou Rongsen stagger.

Ding Heng quickly stepped forward: "Uncle, let me do it."

He took Zhou Rongsen's arm, lifted him gently, and steadily supported him.

Zhou Rongsen, who weighs over 200 pounds, looks like a chick in his hands.

Zhao Xingguo exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Ding usually trains quite well!"

"fine……"

"It's good for young people to exercise more. Please help me persuade Yan hope as well."

"Don't worry, Uncle, Yan Xi works out regularly..."

The two men, one on each side, carried Zhou Rongsen out of the restaurant and shoved him into the back seat.

Zhou Rongsen started snoring as soon as he lay down, sleeping soundly.

Zhao Xingguo got into the driver's seat and started the car.

Ding Heng sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt.

The car slowly drove out of the parking space and disappeared into the night.

Zhao Xingguo stared ahead, remaining silent for a long time.

Ding Heng remained silent, sitting quietly.

Finally, Zhao Xingguo spoke.

"Xiao Ding."

"Um."

"You've been covering Yan hope's expenses lately, haven't you?"

"Uncle, how did you know?"

"What daughter goes to college without asking her parents for money?"

Zhao Xingguo chuckled softly, his tone helpless: "Besides, Yan hope isn't the type to work hard and save money while studying. If she doesn't ask us for money, then the money can only come from somewhere else."

Ding Heng remained silent.

Zhao Xingguo continued, "She hid the things you bought for her very well; she only brought back ordinary clothes and shoes. But when her mother was cleaning her room, she found some receipts. Bags worth tens of thousands of yuan, shoes worth several thousand... If the amount had been any larger, I might have had to explain it to my workplace."

Ding Heng quickly said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bought things for Yan hope..."

"Why are you apologizing to me?"

Zhao Xingguo spoke calmly, revealing no emotion.

"You spend money on Yan hope, and Yan hope spends your money. It's a matter of mutual consent between the young people. But I still want to ask you a question."

"Uncle, please speak."

"How much money have you actually made from stocks?"

Ding Heng thought for a moment and then gave a number.

Zhao Xingguo's hand on the steering wheel paused slightly.

Are you sure?

"Sure."

"Did you make all that money from stocks?"

"Yes."

"Okay, Uncle believes you!"

Zhao Xingguo didn't ask any more questions.

The car continued forward, turned at an intersection, and entered a narrower road.

"Xiao Ding, Uncle has something to say to you from the bottom of his heart."

"Uncle, please speak."

"Yan hope was raised under extremely strict control by her mother. Especially during her high school years, her mother was her homeroom teacher, you know?"

"I know, Yan hope told me about it."

"She was unhappy during those years."

Zhao Xingguo said guiltily, "I'm busy with work and can't take care of her. Her mother is too controlling and interferes in everything. Yan hope seems cheerful on the surface, but she's actually holding back her anger. As her father, I have absolutely no idea what she's really thinking..."

Zhao Xingguo, who came from a criminal investigation background, could always see through the suspect's psychological activities at a glance, but he understood his daughter less and less.

Ding Heng said calmly, "Uncle, don't worry. Yan Xi usually talks to me about whatever's on her mind. If anything seems wrong, I'll comfort her."

"The fact that she's willing to talk to you means she trusts you. I don't know if it's too early for me to tell you this, but I can sense that Yan Xi likes you, genuinely likes you."

The car stopped at the red light.

Zhao Xingguo said solemnly, "No matter where you two end up in the future, I only hope that the days you spend with her will make her happy."

"Don't worry, Uncle."

Ding Heng said earnestly, "I like Yan hope too, I really do!"

The green light came on, and the car continued driving forward. Zhao Xingguo's tone relaxed.

"You've had quite a bit to drink tonight, and it's getting late, why don't you stay the night?"

"it is good."

Ding Heng nodded and did not refuse.

The car came to a stop downstairs in the residential area.

The two of them worked together to help Zhou Rongsen out of the back seat and upstairs.

Zhou Rongmei was already home. She took her younger brother and helped him into the guest room.

Zhao Yanxi peeked out of the bedroom and waved to Ding Heng.

"Brother Ding Heng!"

"Are you alright? You drank so much..."

"fine."

Ding Heng reached out and rubbed her head.

Zhao Yanxi rubbed her hands together in her palm, then took his hand.

"Come on, I'll take you to take a bath."

"Um."

Zhao Yanxi pulled Ding Heng into the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature for him, and brought him a clean set of pajamas.

"I just bought this, you can wear it for now."

"OK."

Ding Heng took the pajamas and smiled at her.

Zhao Yanxi stood at the bathroom door, showing no sign of leaving.

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "What, want to shower together?"

"Forget it, it's still inconvenient at home!"

Zhao Yanxi blushed, turned around and ran out.

The bathroom door closed, and the sound of water began to run.

When Ding Heng came out after taking a shower, there was no one left in the living room.

He dried his hair as he walked to Zhao Yanxi's bedroom door and knocked.

"Come in."

Pushing open the door, I found the room to be small.

The overall design is simple and clean, filled with the faint fragrance unique to a young girl's boudoir.

Zhao Yanxi had already taken a shower and was wearing a light pink cotton nightgown, her long hair loose and her face bare.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her legs together, her hands on her knees, her posture reserved.

When she saw Ding Heng come in, she stood up, then sat down again, looking somewhat flustered.

"You...you sit down."

She pointed to the bed.

Ding Heng walked over and sat down next to Zhao Yanxi.

The mattress sank slightly, bringing the two closer together.

Zhao Yanxi lowered her head, her ears turning slightly red.

Logically speaking, she and Ding Heng had already done everything, so she shouldn't be so nervous.

But this is her room.

She has lived in the same room since junior high school.

Everything was hers, and she knew every corner intimately.

And now, Ding Heng is sitting on her bed.

This feeling is completely different from that of a hotel; it's like a certain identity being formally accepted.

"nervous?"

Ding Heng chuckled, reached out and pulled Zhao Yanxi into his arms.

Zhao Yanxi leaned closer and pressed her face against Ding Heng's chest.

"Brother Ding Heng."

"Um?"

What did my dad just say to you?

"It's nothing."

Ding Heng rested his chin on her head, speaking casually.

"The father cares about his daughter, so he's having a heart-to-heart talk with his son-in-law."

"Did he suspect anything about you?"

"What do you suspect?"

Ding Heng looked down at her: "What, are you afraid your man will get arrested by your father?"

Zhao Yanxi looked up and glared at him with a fierce yet cute expression: "You should be arrested, you big bad guy who's juggling multiple relationships!"

Ding Heng laughed out loud: "Then if I go to jail, will you come to see me?"

Zhao Yanxi pouted and turned her face away.

"Hmm... I'll think about it."

Ding Heng was amused by her, so he reached out and pinched her chin, turning her face back.

Zhao Yanxi was forced to meet his gaze, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"How long do you need to consider?"

"It depends on my mood..."

"So, how are you feeling right now?"

Ding Heng was amused by her, so he reached out and pinched her chin, turning her face back.

Zhao Yanxi was forced to meet his gaze, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"How long do you need to consider?"

"It depends on my mood..."

"So, how are you feeling right now?"

"not good."

"Why is it bad?"

"Because you bullied me."

When did I ever bully you?

"This morning when you woke up, you only rubbed Xiaojing's genitals, not mine. You're being unfair!"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated, and gently rubbed her cheeks twice.

"Satisfied?"

"Hmph~"

Zhao Yanxi gave a soft hum and buried her face back into his chest.

The two remained quiet for a while.

"Brother Ding Heng."

"Um?"

"Wait for me a moment."

Zhao Yanxi sat up from Ding Heng's arms and slowly got out of bed.

"Turn around, don't peek."

Ding Heng obediently turned around and faced the wall.

There was a rustling sound behind me.

The wardrobe door was pulled open, the hangers rattled, and the fabric... .

Then came the sound of light footsteps approaching from behind him.

"Okay, turn around now."

Ding Heng turned around, his gaze freezing.

Zhao Yanxi stood by the bed, wearing a police cap with the brim pulled down slightly, obscuring half of her face.

The upper body is covered by a blue-black "police uniform".

Despite being called a police uniform, it was actually just a children's performance costume that cost only a few dozen yuan, with rough workmanship and thin fabric.

But the problem is—it's too small!

She could barely button up two buttons on her top, and the hem just reached her navel, revealing a large section of her fair and slender waist.

Since she couldn't put on any pants, Zhao Yanxi simply didn't wear any. She wore a dark gray JK mini skirt with black over-the-knee stockings.

Zhao Yanxi put her left hand on her hip and held a pair of toy handcuffs in her right hand, waving them at Ding Heng.

"Don't move! Police!"

Ding Heng remained silent for a long time.

"Where...did you get these clothes?"

"In my first year of junior high, my school put on a skit, and I played a policeman."

Zhao Yanxi proudly raised her chin.

"Back then, I even thought about my daughter following in my father's footsteps."

"Then why didn't you go?"

"My mom won't allow it."

Zhao Yanxi pouted: "Going to police academy is too tough. Girls shouldn't have to suffer like that."

"So you want to have your fun with me today?"

"Hmm~"

Zhao Yanxi tilted her head, her police hat almost slipped off, and she reached out to steady it.

"Officer Zhao is going to give you a thorough interrogation today, you criminal suspect."

She took a step forward, her knee resting against Ding Heng's side, looking down at him from above.

"You are suspected of having multiple relationships simultaneously, deceiving young women, involving a large sum of money, and the circumstances are serious. I am now formally arresting you. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court."

She raised the handcuffs and commanded sternly, "Put your hands out!"

Ding Heng obediently extended his hand.

With a "click," the toy handcuffs locked onto Ding Heng's wrists.

Zhao Yanxi nodded in satisfaction and fastened the other end of the handcuffs to her wrist.

Then she took a step and sat directly on Ding Heng's lap.

Two long legs encased in black stockings parted. On both sides of Ding Heng's waist.

She placed one hand on Ding Heng's chest and the other hand on his chin.

"Suspect, do you know your crime?"

The dim light from the lamps cast a warm glow on Zhao Yanxi's eyes, making them appear exceptionally bright.

She was both pleased and a little shy.

She was clearly trying to appear dignified, but it looked more like she was being coquettish.

Ding Heng's Adam's apple bobbed.

"What crime have I committed?"

"Still dare to be stubborn?"

Zhao Yanxi squinted and leaned closer, her nose almost touching his.

"Tell me honestly, how many girlfriends do you have?"

"Um……"

Ding Heng thought about it carefully.

"you guess."

"you!"

Zhao Yanxi glared at him angrily and lightly punched Ding Heng in the chest.

"No joking around! Be serious!"

Ding Heng suppressed a laugh and put on a stern face.

"Officer, you're my only girlfriend."

"You're lying!"

"real."

"Then what's with those photos on your phone?"

"What photo?"

"Those women's videos and photos!"

Zhao Yanxi suddenly lowered her head and gently bit Ding Heng's lips.

It's not heavy, it's like a kitten chewing its teeth.

"This is punishment."

She stepped back slightly, raising her chin triumphantly.

"If you don't tell the truth, there's something even worse."

How ruthless?

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow.

Zhao Yanxi did not answer, but gently traced her fingertips across Ding Heng's collarbone.

"Officer Zhao's interrogation techniques are not something an ordinary person can withstand."

Her voice grew softer and softer.

Her fingers slid down Ding Heng's chest, unbuttoning his pajamas one button at a time.

"You'd better tell the truth, or else..."

She leaned down and pressed her lips to Ding Heng's earlobe, her breath warm.

"You're not getting any sleep tonight."

Ding Heng took a deep breath.

This isn't an interrogation, this is a death sentence.

"police officer."

"Um?"

"This is illegal torture to extract a confession!"

"Hey, you dare talk back?"

Zhao Yanxi winked at him: "Looks like we need to step up our efforts!"

She straightened up, reached out and took off her police hat, gently placing it on Ding Heng's head.

The brim of his hat was too big, and it covered half of his face crookedly.

Zhao Yanxi burst out laughing.

"It actually looks quite convincing."

She reached out and straightened the brim of her hat, then cupped Ding Heng's face in her hands, gently pressing her thumbs against his cheekbones. .

"Criminal suspect."

She lowered her voice, as if she were whispering.

Do you even know how serious your crime is?

How big?

"Very, very big, so big that..."

She leaned down and pressed her forehead against Ding Heng's, exhaling a breath of fragrant air that gently caressed the man's face.

"I'm sentencing you to life imprisonment!"