The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 166 - : 166: Come on, apply the body lotion~ (First update)

Chapter 166: 166: Come on, apply the body lotion~ (First update)

He let go, and one end of the handcuffs dropped from his palm. He asked, “Planning to run?”

Run?

He was prepared; could she really escape?

She stepped forward and extended her hand.

Click—

The metal latch clicked, and she was handcuffed.

Qiao Nanchu did not personally escort her; he only visited the Drug Enforcement Team in the afternoon, and Captain Xiao had just come out of the interrogation room when he asked, “Did she confess?”

He was referring to Zhang Zixi.

Captain Xiao shook his head with a headache, “She only said one sentence, asking for Qiao Nanchu to come.” He had heard that both of them were classmates at the police academy.

Those who graduated from the police academy and then trafficked drugs, knowing the law and breaking the law, were even more contemptible!

Qiao Nanchu poured a glass of water, “Let me handle the interrogation.”

Captain Xiao agreed.

Without asking for assistance, Qiao Nanchu entered the interrogation room alone.

Zhang Zixi looked up, “You’ve arrived.”

Her demeanor was still okay, quite calm, and aside from the handcuffs on her hands, she looked as composed as usual.

Qiao Nanchu pulled up a chair and sat down; without any small talk, he began right away. He turned on the computer and pulled up the video, “This is from a dash cam.”

He pushed forward two more pieces of evidence.

“This is a witness testimony. On the day of the blackout at the opera house, someone saw you meeting with Hong San.”

His eyes were calm, devoid of any notable emotion, flat and professional, “This is evidence left by our colleague before he died.”

Zhang Zixi just glanced faintly, without saying a word.

It turned out that her badge number had been exposed.

Why hadn’t she thrown away that photo? Was it fate that she had to fall into his hands?

“Hua Jun and Hong San’s family have been found, and they will confess sooner or later.” He looked at her, his eyes indifferent, and asked, “Are you still going to argue?”

A bit unfamiliar.

This side of him, unlike usual, truly seemed like a policeman.

She was lost in thought for a moment, then shook her head, “No arguments.” Though she had been mentally prepared, actually sitting in front of him and confessing was still hard to articulate. She spoke very slowly, enunciating heavily, word by word, “Smuggling, drug trafficking, transporting, manufacturing drugs—I did it all. There’s no need to ask who my boss is. The very ability to have my position is predicated on knowing I won’t, can’t, and don’t dare to speak out of line.”

Won’t, can’t, and don’t dare.

Qiao Nanchu looked down, catching a glimpse of the photo of them in police uniforms, “Two years at the police academy,” his tone neither light nor heavy, his gaze intense, “Did you decide to forget everything you learned?”

He was rarely truly angry. His cold, icy gaze left her nowhere to hide, as if the last veil of privacy was lifted, exposing her most ugly, most vulnerable side entirely.

She instinctively avoided his gaze. “There’s something I don’t understand.”

“Ask.”

“The night Hua Jun went to pick up the goods, I didn’t hear any movement through the surveillance.”

Qiao Nanchu laughed, “What do you think the Criminal Intelligence Department is?” He leaned back in his chair, his eyes dark and deep, underneath his composed and elegant demeanor, there was an inherent confidence and boldness, “What you heard on the bug was all that I let you hear.”

“Did you intentionally let me know I was exposed?”

He did not deny it, “At that time, we hadn’t gotten the dash cam footage yet, and weren’t sure it was you.” He paused, then casually added, “But you ran, which was as good as confessing.”

Prepare for all eventualities; lure the snake from its hole.

Such careful scheming.

“Back at school, my investigative studies were never as good as yours,” she mocked herself, smiling, “I can’t complain about falling into your hands.”

Qiao Nanchu sat upright, resting his hands on the table, leaning forward, “Why engage in drug trafficking?”

Why engage in drug trafficking?

She had never considered this question.

After thinking, she answered, “No particular reason, just wanted to be superior to others.” Only those who have been stuck in the muck know the allure of standing above the rest.

“There are many ways to excel in life, but by choosing crime,” Qiao Nanchu glanced at the handcuffs on her wrists, “you only became a prisoner.”

He stood up.

Zhang Zixi suddenly stood up, the handcuffs hitting the table with a loud clang, “Nanchu.”

Qiao Nanchu turned back.

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Her face no longer calm, her eyes clouded with a heavy gloom, “Do you really despise me?” This question was hard to swallow.

His gaze on her was faint, devoid of love, hatred, joy, or anger, as if he were looking at someone insignificant.

“I’ve dealt with criminals, not a thousand, then eight hundred. Looking down on each one would be exhausting. If I really had to make distinctions, I’d categorize them like this, life imprisonment offenders, restricted pardon offenders, death penalty offenders, life sentence offenders, fixed term sentence offenders.” He spoke with a detached ease, “And you, you belong to the death penalty offenders.”

After that, he turned and left the interrogation room.

Has Zhang Zixi gone mad, still debasing herself at this time?

She sat down, laughed, and as she laughed, tears streamed down her face.

That evening, there was a charity auction hosted by entrepreneurs, with figures from the business and political circles invited. The old lady was too lazy to move, so she sent Jiang Zhi to make an appearance. The auction invited quite a few media outlets, and Zhou Xufang disliked being on camera, so he let Jiang Zhi go alone.

Qiao Nanchu was also alone, without a female companion. Inside it was noisy, Jiang Zhi had just stepped out when Qiao Nanchu followed right behind, picking a spot where they could talk. Jiang Zhi asked him, “Is the drug case going smoothly?”

The evening event was held at a private residence with a large outdoor garden, where looking up, you’d see stars scattered across the sky, neighboring the moonlight, and a galaxy’s light had fallen.

Qiao Nanchu wore a dark blue suit, his buttons undone, and nodded, “Hmm, dug up some clues from Zhang Zixi’s computer.” Her higher-ups and the main force of the group were overseas, so the case would be transferred there.

Jiang Zhi, lacking enthusiasm, asked no further.

The evening was a bit windy, and when the wind blew towards them, it carried a hint of the garden’s floral fragrance and something else. Qiao Nanchu smiled at Jiang Zhi, “Did you spray some perfume?”

He furrowed his brows, “No.”

It was the scent of Gardenias.

Qiao Nanchu’s smile deepened, making his features even more charming, teasing Jiang Zhi, “Then why do you smell like a woman?”

Jiang Zhi, annoyed by the mockery, kept a straight face, “It’s not perfume.” He didn’t want to engage, but afraid of being misunderstood, he reluctantly and awkwardly explained, “It’s body lotion.”

Body lotion…

Qiao Nanchu laughed so hard his shoulders shook, unable to hold back, “You, a big man, are using that stuff?”

Damn it, Jiang Zhi thought about punching this bastard, “Zhou Xufang gave it to me, what choice do I have?”

Who knows what other guys’ girlfriends usually give their boyfriends, probably no one’s like Zhou Xufang, giving chicken, hand warmers, body lotion.

Is it because he’s been involved with men before? Even the gifts are so feminine.

But it was from Zhou Xufang, what could he do? Even if she gave him sunscreen tomorrow, he’d have to apply it before leaving the house.

“Did your girlfriend raise a son?” After the teasing, Qiao Nanchu added fuel to the fire, “Stay away from me, don’t get that scent on me.”

Jiang Zhi with a cold face, “Get lost.”

He didn’t leave, but complimented, “This fragrance isn’t bad, quite maidenly.”

“…”

Xue Baoyi was also at the auction today. The items auctioned were pretty good, antiques and paintings included, but he was a coarse man, not into elegance, so he just handed his card to his secretary Xiao Zhuang, letting him bid on anything.

He himself had important business to attend to —

A handsome phrase throughout his life, “I’m out of bullets.”

On the game screen, the woman with two colored braids and wearing a nurse’s cap was him, his teammate wore a camouflage vest and helmet, walking in front of him.

I’m Your Ancestor, “Don’t panic.” Let her check the supplies, oh, bad news, “I’m out too.”

A handsome phrase throughout his life, “What should we do?” He was a bit panicked, quickly sticking close to his teammate’s broad back, moving step by step with his teammate, looking around timidly, indeed… a bit sleazy.

In the game, the man in the camouflage vest had a woman with colored braids sticking to his back like a piece of chewing gum, making it difficult for him to move his hands and feet. He strained to observe the terrain, listening for footfall.

I’m Your Ancestor, “Lie down, hide behind the rock.”

The woman with two colored braids immediately lay behind the rock, playing dead.

I’m Your Ancestor, “Here comes the car.”

The man in the camouflage vest also lay down, playing dead.

A handsome phrase throughout his life, “You can’t block it from there, come over, lie next to me.”

The man in the camouflage vest wriggled over, from the game interface you could see, a man and a woman, body against body…

This feeling, quite subtle.

Fang Lixiang was lost in thought, when suddenly gunshots burst through his headphones, the two bodies on the screen had now turned into two boxes.

A handsome phrase throughout his life, “We died again.”

A handsome phrase throughout his life, “That villain was really ruthless, we were already dead, and he came to finish us off.”

Xue Baoyi, who had died many times, quickly quit the game and incidentally reported that scoundrel.

A handsome phrase throughout his life, “Where shall we fly next round?”

The other party sent a WeChat message.

I’m Your Ancestor, “I’m not playing anymore, going to sleep.”

A handsome phrase throughout his life, “Sleeping so early?” Usually, this guy wouldn’t settle down before midnight, always talking about how killing spree at night had a feel.

The other party no longer responded to him.