?Reading on mobile phone, Qin's favorite pastime is skipping classes. Eight Zero E-book (txt02.com) A few minutes later, he drove to the Municipal Public Security Bureau and easily found Shu, the policewoman. Soon, Shu's large office chair was claimed by him, and as for Shu herself, she naturally ended up sitting on his legs—there was no way she could stand or sit on a desk. On the table lay dozens of photos, each featuring Li Yu as the main subject, with backgrounds ranging from offices, restaurants, nightclubs to hotels. The male figures appearing as supporting characters, however, numbered no less than fifteen. It was clear that this television news anchor was far from a model of virtue—her personal life was exceptionally messy. Zhao Mingchu was working in the provincial capital, serving as the Deputy Provincial Minister of Public Security, managing a packed schedule—so the time he had available each month to spend with her was scarce. Plus, Pinglu City was precisely where Li Yu’s family roots lay, giving her a distinct advantage. And with her restless, uncontented nature, she certainly wouldn’t settle for being a woman who remained chaste solely for a man’s sake. "Shu, with a pout of mild displeasure, said, 'I told you to come and help me handle her, yet all you do is keep staring at photos of her smoking—what's the point?' Qin, the young nobleman, slapped her firm, full buttocks, saying, 'What you see is only the surface. What I see goes deeper. From the surface, you might interpret it as smoking. But if we go deeper, what then?' The policewoman, caught off guard, murmured softly, 'Going deeper, it's still just smoking. Wouldn't you rather tell my uncle that Ms. Li Yu might actually have a serious lung condition? Do you think he'd believe that? Even if he does, would he leave her? Smoking isn't a crime!' Qin looked at her with a sense of frustration, thinking, 'You've been a police officer for so long—how come you still haven't learned the art of framing someone and setting up false charges?' 'Think even deeper,' he added. Being able to connect smoking with lung disease, Shu thought her thinking was already quite imaginative. Could it be that Li Yu has lung cancer? Then Zhou Mingchu would surely take her straight to the hospital for a check-up. What if the tests show she's actually healthy? Then what would happen? "I really admire your patience," Qin Feng added, giving her rear end another pat. "Why don't you just say she's addicted to drugs, slightly edit this photo, and hand it over to the Narcotics Department to file a formal complaint?" Only then did the officer realize: "Ah, right! This woman Li is a public figure. Once a drug scandal breaks out, her reputation would be ruined beyond repair. Besides, my uncle is known for his personal integrity—yet even if that were the case, to preserve his own reputation, he'd surely have to cut ties with Li Yu completely!" Coughing, she thought, could your uncle really be considered someone who's truly clean and upright? Qin Da少 widened his eyes, about to tease Zhou Mingchu a bit, but Shu, the policewoman, had already raised her small fist: "Don't discredit my uncle—he merely lost his composure for a moment. It's clear that Li Yu actively pursued him. How could he, even if he were eager and passionate, go after a woman who's so casual and adaptable? Who knows what his hidden interests might be!" Soon, a well-documented blog post about a popular TV host at a major station being found gathering to use drugs surfaced online, complete with photos and text. As the saying goes, "good things don't leave the door, bad things travel far"—and with the backing of a well-organized public relations team, the story quickly became a hot topic among netizens. Subsequently, more negative incidents involving the host began to surface online one after another. At the same time, the police received numerous complaints from the public and were compelled to dispatch officers to visit the TV station to interview Li Yu. Photos of her being taken to the police station were then fabricated and circulated. Although the police ultimately concluded that there was no solid evidence, the netizens didn't care—neither had the police made any direct public response. Relying solely on Li Yu's words to defend herself, how could she possibly stand up against hundreds of thousands of voices? In a short time, the host's reputation was severely damaged, and the TV station leadership even considered terminating her employment. With a single move, the diligent police officer effectively ended her chances of recovery. A few days later, in the same office, the policewoman sat astride Qin Feng's legs, bestowing a continuous stream of tender kisses. "Your methods are truly excellent, Qin Feng," she exclaimed, adding a few more kisses. "Li's woman is now in for a complete downfall—wah-hah-hah!" She then continued, "I've also fulfilled my duty to the public, and made a positive contribution to the harmony between my uncle and aunt. Next time I see my aunt, I won't feel guilty anymore!" "Ah," Qin Feng said, suddenly noticing that the policewoman's lips had turned noticeably paler than before. He blinked in surprise. "Jingjing, did you just apply lip balm? One that's quite vibrant, I mean!" "Yes," she replied with a bright smile. "Sorry—now they're all on your face, oh, and also on your neck, too, hah-hah!" The office lacked an independent restroom, so wiping with a tissue wouldn't be enough. If she had to go out and wash, it would be easy for someone to notice—especially if she happened to cross paths with the neighbor, He Leader, just then. What a pity that "Intentional!" "Ha ha, of course intentional. What's the matter?" "Very well, then—let's serve you the family discipline." Qin, with a firm grip on her slender waist, lifted her off the ground and placed her gently on the table, his voice stern. "If you dare leave a mark on my face, then I'll leave something of my own on you!" With that, he lowered his mouth and settled in to press his kisses firmly along her neck—marks that would take several days to fade. Shu, the police officer, began to plead. "I'm sorry—I'm too late." Just then, her phone rang. She used the excuse of needing to take the call to ask Qin to pause. "You go on with your call—I'll take my time with my kisses. No need to disturb each other." Shu, resigned to the situation, answered the phone. It was her uncle calling. She could only gently urge him not to speak as she picked up the receiver. "Uncle, what did you say? You're letting Li Yu off the hook—what's the reason?"