After roughly calculating the time difference, Qiao Yin made an international call to her friend, Claire Jones, in the United States.
Claire Jones was an American whom Qiao Yin met during her overseas internship in college and was now a police detective in Chicago. When Qiao Yin went to the United States to visit her three years ago, she was still working at the Rochester police station and happened to encounter a serial murder case at that time. Qiao Yin was accidentally involved. Although she almost lost her life, she finally escaped from the murderer and provided some clues to the police. She changed her ticket and returned to the country the day after the murderer was arrested.
The murderer was none other than de Garcia, who had disappeared after escaping from prison.
Claire was now forty-five years old. She got married early and had children. She and Qiao Yin cannot really be considered close friends, but she was obviously relieved when she received Qiao Yin's call. She went straight to the topic without saying a few words to her: Minnesota does not have the death penalty, so even if he killed eight people, de Garcia was only sentenced to life imprisonment.
"He has his own 'list', Joe. Now he has set his sights on the remaining girls on the list." Claire on the other end of the phone spoke quickly, "Although you intervened suddenly...but you know, he has a narcissistic and delusional personality disorder, and has a strong desire to control. Maybe he still remembers that you accidentally sabotaged his plan... So I think I must remind you to be more careful." There were several complexities in her words. The words made Qiao Yin confused. Only the last sentence was completely understood by her: "You have no plans to come to the United States in the near future, right?"
Qiao Yin quietly let a sigh of relief and looked back in the direction of the bathroom to confirm that Xiao Yang had not come out. Then she shook her head and replied, "No, you know I said I will not go to the United States again within ten years."
"That's great." Claire sighed with relief, "It's almost impossible for him to leave the country. It's safest for you to stay in China."
Hearing her comfort, Qiao Yin felt a lot more at ease. She felt that Claire's words made sense. After all, no matter how de Garcia disappeared in the United States, he would never be so powerful that he could travel across the ocean and come to China to kill her.
So after hanging up the phone, Qiao Yin immediately lay down on the bed without any strength, and couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, the motherland is still protecting me..."
Xiao Yang happened to come out of the bathroom and glanced at her, "Were you on the phone just now?"
"En, my mother called me more than a dozen times, so I got back to her." Qiao Yin hurriedly sat up, smoothed her still damp hair with her hands, and casually told a half-truth, "Was talking about a case at the law firm, they got the address wrong and all the materials were sent to my mother."
The bed in the room was a tatami-style bed, two together, squeezed between the wall and the sliding door, with a small TV set at the end. Qiao Yin took a shower first, so she subconsciously occupied the bed next to the wall. When she saw Xiao Yang sitting down on the bed next to her in a bathrobe, her thoughts became a little confused. In fact, if she hadn't been in public during the day, she would have studied his beautiful and strong abdominal muscles 'up and down'. After finally waiting until night, she received such a shocking text message first. Qiao Yin was confused for a moment. Yes, she was really worried that she will no longer be in the mood to enjoy this rare night.
Xiao Yang also noticed that her mood was a little low, so he glanced at her from the corners of his slightly raised eyes, and while wiping his hair with a towel, he asked: "Is it urgent?"
"No rush, I didn't take the case." Qiao Yin didn't plan to tell him about de Garcia for the time being. She was worried that Xiao Yang would see it as a problem, so she crawled behind him with a smile, straightened up, and massaged his shoulders, " Xiao Yang, I have to tell you something first..." She brought up a topic in advance, it would be brought up sooner or later, this could also explain away her uneasy look just now, "I haven't told my mother about us yet. The main reason is because she is convinced that I should find a stay-at-home husband... so I want to talk to her after some time."
"En." Most likely because he was fooled by her, Xiao Yang dropped the towel, nodded, and picked up the TV remote control, as if he didn't mind what she did.
Qiao Yin seemed to be relieved, she tilted her head and leaned over, blinking and looking at his expression carefully: "You haven't told your parents yet, have you?"
"I've been busy lately, so I haven't had a chance yet." He answered without changing his expression, which was much more magnanimous in comparison. Smiling flatteringly with her eyes bent, she retracted her head and concentrated on squeezing his shoulders, muttering to herself: "They probably don't have a good impression of me. I'm so busy as a lawyer and I grew up in a single-parent family."
Unexpectedly, the casual words made Xiao Yang turn down the volume of the TV, turn his face to look at her, without any expression revealing his emotions, but his eyes signaled her to continue, so calm but there was no negotiation allowed.
This intimidating look made her dare not hide anything, so she explained with a smile: "I didn't know until I was in college that children from single-parent families are very unpopular. I went out to eat with Huang Ling one day. I heard the boss lady chatting with a friend, saying that her son will never be allowed to find a daughter-in-law who grew up in a single-parent family in the future, because girls who grew up in single-parent families have many problems, such as being selfish, having a bad temper, and so on..." Her tone sounded like a joke from beginning to end, without the slightest hint of sadness. Finally, she sighed, shook her head, and concluded, "It made my knees hurt. I was really shot even while lying down."
It sounded like it was nothing, but actually, if it wasn't so impactful, she wouldn't have remembered it after all these years. Qiao Yin always felt that she should feel uncomfortable, but when she sat with Huang Ling at that time, she had the problem of not being able to feel sad in front of others. And in retrospect, it was just an extra source of self-deprecation.
She originally thought that Xiao Yang would make some mocking remarks after hearing this, but she didn't expect that he just looked at her expressionlessly and asked her a question: "Do you think you have a bad temper?"
Qiao Yin thought for a while, "It's okay."
"Selfish?"
"I'm not too selfish."
"If you have confidence in yourself, everything others say is false." He then moved his eyes back to the TV screen, "And it's me who is looking for a partner, not my parents."
The implication is, 'You are so confident, will what others say really affect you? Besides, I'm not looking for a wife to do whatever my parents like, and I'm not asking you to live with them for the rest of your life.' Qiao Yin finally understood. She was immediately amused by his understanding and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, you are the one looking for a partner, it's enough that you like me."
Probably because he had made her laugh, she couldn't bear the laughter as soon as she finished speaking. Her hands softened and she couldn't use her strength. She simply gave up massaging him and hugged him from behind and laughed: "Why, What should I do...I laughed so hard that my hands softened, and I don’t have the strength to massage you anymore..."
A woman hugged a man and smiled wildly. She was only wearing a loose yukata. A man and a woman were alone in the same room. It was estimated that only Liu Xiahui could stay calm. Xiao Yang was originally watching the news and didn't think much about it while she was massaging him. But it was impossible to turn a blind eye when she was being fussy.
**(Liu Xiahui was a chinese politician, known for his eminent virtue and high sense of morality to stand against temptation lol)**
So he grabbed her arm and pulled her forward, leaned over, and blocked her mouth.
As their lips intertwined, it didn't take long for Xiao Yang to press Qiao Yin under him. She raised her arms and put them around his neck very wisely, but her head felt a little dizzy at the wrong time. She felt that her clothes were easily taken off, so she also stretched her hands into his clothes, feeling slightly cold. Her hands touched his lean waist and wrapped her arms like a water snake around him.
She was actually a little nervous. When she fell in love with Zhou Chengze in college, it was very innocent. Let alone Zhou Chengze, who was shy by nature, Qiao Yin would have been embarrassed to even kiss her for a long time, so how could she do anything else. In the years when she dated Zheng Zihao, even though they were adults who were dating on the premise of getting married, Zheng Zihao would never make it to the last step no matter how intimate he was with her. As time went on, Qiao Yin almost went crazy, almost doubting that he was "not functional" at all. Now that she thought about it, it's probably not that he was impotent, but rather he still had that person named Xue Qing in his heart, so he always held on to his chastity.
But it's different with Xiao Yang. She likes him, and she felt that he had some feelings for her, so she pursued him persistently. Now that she has succeeded in pursuing him, and he is taking this relationship so seriously, Qiao Yin likes him even more. She's truly glad that he's a normal guy, otherwise, she would have been frustrated. However, since it's their first time and she's happy in her heart, nervousness was inevitable.
She initially wanted to take the initiative to cover up, but her body was very honest. Qiao Yin could be considered petite, and the area was narrow and tight. If she got nervous again, it would be Xiao Yang's turn to have a headache. Fortunately, his patience could be used at this time. He lowered his head and kissed her, his voice low and hoarse: "Relax."
"En." She opened her lips to respond to him, and was really moved by his different voice. She opened her eyes and saw his deep and attractive phoenix eyes, and couldn't help but kiss the corners of his eyes, " Why does the voice sound so sexy...?"
As a result, he pinched the two ounces of flesh on her chest, "Are you talking about yourself?"
She moaned twice as if she was crying, and completely softened. When Xiao Yang entered, he felt the thin layer of obstruction and paused, then nailed it to the bottom. Qiao Yin felt pain at first, but thanks to his intense torment, the pain was quickly replaced by comfort. She only slightly regretted mentioning those words to him last time, otherwise, she wouldn't have been tossed around by him in various positions for the first time. When she was put into the bathtub in the middle of the night, she thought it was finally over, but she was again lifted onto the stone slab next to the bathtub and did it again, twice.
The bathtub in that room was designed to be more interesting than the bed. It was made of stone, and when filled with hot water, it resembled a private hot spring. Steam rose gently, soothing her throat, which had been overused to the point of sounding like an oriole's song—both painful and pleasurable. She only hoped that the wall's soundproofing was good, so the disturbance of the late-night activities didn't disrupt the rest of the neighboring guests.
The next morning, when Qiao Yin woke up, she felt braver. Xiao Yang, still in the embrace of sleep, had one arm under her head, and the other wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. As she looked up, she could see the graceful curve of his jaw. Lifting her head, she kissed his chin and then gently pressed her lips to his throat. She felt his arm around her waist tighten slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes or make a sound. She smiled and used the tip of her tongue to trace the contours of his throat.
She still had a sore back and waist, but her hand restlessly slid towards the thing that had tormented her the most last night, and after roughly measuring it, she felt a little miraculous: "It's really... 'Tolerance means greatness'..."
The next second, Xiao Yang held her wrist and pinned him down. Once again, she experienced firsthand that "tolerance means greatness".
After spending so much energy, Qiao Yin really wanted to take care of Xiao Yang's share while eating breakfast. On the way back to City While chatting, she began to feel sleepy. She kept turning her head to look at him, and found that he looked normal and even looked more energetic than usual. Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you sleepy?"
"Do you think men and women are the same?" He glanced at her through the rearview mirror with a calm expression, "Go to sleep if you feel sleepy. I'm fine."
Qiao Yin really obediently took a rest.
She wanted to go to the embassy in the afternoon, so pretended that she was going back to the law firm for business. After Xiao Yang sent her to the law firm, she took a bus to the embassy. The story told to her by the embassy was similar to what Claire said. After a whole night of buffering, Qiao Yin's reaction also calmed down.
The embassy was quite far from the community where she lived, and it was hard to get a taxi at night, so it was almost eight o'clock in the evening when she got home. There were large areas in the community without lights. Qiao Yin was initially confused for a while but then remembered that they had been notified of rolling power outages two days ago. The power supply in their area would not be restored until nine o'clock in the evening.
The community had a large green area, with grass and trees everywhere. When the power goes out, it will be dark, with dark shadows of the trees showing looming teeth and claws, which makes people feel scared.
Lawyers were often retaliated against, so Qiao Yin was very careful when walking at night on weekdays. In addition, she was still worried about de Garcia's escape from prison, so she paid special attention to the movements around her when walking on dark paths.
There were actually faint footsteps following behind her.
Her scalp was numb for a moment, and the night in Rochester three years ago resurfaced in her mind. There seemed to be a breeze blowing on her face that day, and the fingers of the god of death were coming close to her heels. Qiao Yin tried her best to stay calm and quickened her pace to get rid of the person following her. Unexpectedly, the other person suddenly ran towards her as soon as they discovered her intention!
The muscles all over her body were tense in an instant. Qiao Yin didn't care about the high heels she was wearing. She ran away and yelled: "Robbery——"
Unexpectedly, before the second syllable came out of her throat, the person behind her caught up with her. He stretched out his hands and covered her mouth and nose with a towel. She inhaled the medicine before she could hold her breath. Her vision went dark and her body instantly went limp...
At the same time, Xiao Yang had just arrived at the station - a phone call from Yan Cong ended his vacation. It stands to reason that Xiao Yang could refuse since he had permission from his superiors, but Yan Cong didn't say anything else on the other end of the phone. He only said this: "Old Xiao, Xiao Pu has been kidnapped."
Xiao Pu was Yan Cong's three-year-old son, Yan Chengpu.
When Xiao Yang arrived at the station, Yan Cong was standing at the door of the station waiting for him. There were already several cigarette butts at his feet, his face was pale, and his eyes were already red with anxiety, but he still controlled his emotions and handed an A4 paper to Xiao Yang: "I came back from work and found this paper at the door of my house, and then I received a call from his mother saying that someone had taken our child away.”
There were creases on the A4 paper, and the content was printed out: "Officer Yan, when you get home, remember to check if you've lost anything important. Don't let it slip away forever just by accident"
Xiao Yang looked down at this sentence and frowned slightly.
Yan Cong continued to explain the situation: "I have also asked my dad. He is checking whether he might have provoked anyone who would attack Xiao Pu..."
"It probably has nothing to do with your dad." Xiao Yang glanced at the line of words printed in bold font and interrupted him in a moderate tone, "The title 'Officer Yan' is obviously aimed at you."
"I've thought about it." His tone became irritable after all, and Yan Cong took a deep breath, "But I don't have a private life at all. Except for work problems, it's impossible to provoke others. You also know that I have been investigating every case in the past few years with you..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped. Xiao Yang raised his eyes almost at the same time and met his gaze.
Yan Cong was transferred to the Criminal Investigation Division after Xiao Yang and has been working with Xiao Yang on cases in the past few years. If this kidnapping is related to a case they have handled before, then it was very likely that Xiao Yang's family will also be in danger.
Xiao Yang took out his mobile phone and dialed his parents' home phone number. The call was answered after a while, and Zhang Chunmei's voice was still smiling: "Hello?"
"Mom." He called her, "Are you and Dad at home?"
"Son, why are you calling at this time?" Zhang Chunmei seemed to be waving her fan, and the breeze was blowing on the phone. "Your dad is here, we are all watching TV." She then thought of something, " Oh, by the way... I almost forgot. When I went out to throw away the garbage just now, I found a piece of paper stuffed under the door of our house. It said something... Officer Xiao threw something or something... It should be for you. I don't know why it was just stuck there. Do you think this thing is important? Do you want me to send it to you tomorrow?"
He slightly tightened his fingers on the phone, "No, I'll get it later. Don't go out, keep the lights on, lock the doors and windows, and wait for me to come."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Cong on the side quickly asked: "Are they all at home?"
Xiao Yang nodded, then dialed Qiao Yin's number again, his frown never loosening from beginning to end.
However, the call was not connected this time...
...because Qiao Yin's mobile phone was turned off.
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