Chapter 83

After waiting for two seconds, a small head poked out from the convertible.

Furen walked quietly, like a ghost, approaching the car. When a pair of large, black, bright eyes looked at him, the Glock in his hand was already pressed against the shiny little forehead.

The girl, who had intended to retract her head, froze instantly: "B-Big brother, don't misunderstand, I just like Ferraris, so I came to sit in the car, no, no other intention!"

The girl was at most in her early twenties, with skin not even a wheat color, but rather a bronze, tight and elastic, full of vitality. She had a heart-shaped face, large eyes, and the rest of her features were delicate, but when combined, they were only moderately attractive. Her slightly thick lips added a unique charm, making her otherwise simple and pure image appear mischievous.

Unfortunately, the girl's face was now filled with disappointment, and a hint of fear occasionally flashed in her large eyes, as she could sense that the black object in Furen's hand was not a toy.

"Big brother, can you put your thing away first?" the girl pleaded and teased, "If the camera captures you with a gun, the police will probably come knocking soon."

Furen sneered: "I am the police!" When the girl was taken aback, he immediately shouted: "Don't lie there, sit up!"

Faced with the black gun barrel, the girl had no advantage and could only sit stiffly in the passenger seat. Furen flipped his hand and then stabbed a large nail into one of the girl's pressure points.

The girl was terrified to find that she couldn't even move her little finger: "W-What did you do to me?"

Furen put away his gun, got into the car calmly, and sneered: "I didn't do much, as long as you don't move, there won't be a problem."

In other words, if she moved, there would be a problem. The girl, being so astute, understood what Furen meant. She was half-believing, half-doubting: "Just because you say you're a police officer, you are? I think you're a fake. Just because you say I can't move, I can't? I'll move anyway..." Before she could finish, the girl, who was secretly exerting force, suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate.

How could this be? She always resolved her physiological needs before going to work, and this had been the case for years. How could she suddenly feel the urge to urinate?

Furen started the Ferrari and sneered: "Do you really want to urinate? If you keep secretly exerting force, I guarantee you'll end up with both urine and feces. When I stop the car in the middle of Central or Wan Chai, you'll be hard-pressed to avoid becoming famous! Tomorrow's headlines will surely read, 'In a hurry, rich girl uses luxury car as a toilet!'"

The girl was startled and dared not try to move again, but she refused to admit defeat: "It's your car anyway, I'll be fine even if I urinate and defecate!"

Furen smiled smugly: "Alright, let's go to Wan Chai. I hear more and more young people are into street photography these days. You might even become famous online." Saying this, he drove the car out of the garage and headed towards Wan Chai.

The girl's face changed slightly, and she pleaded anxiously: "No, big brother, please don't, I beg you!"

"OK, since you don't want to go, answer my questions honestly," Furen said, while freeing one hand to repeatedly touch the girl's most private areas, such as under her bra, armpits, and between her legs.

The atmosphere became very ambiguous. The girl's lips were slightly parted, her eyes filled with a look of autumn water, but she was extremely anxious inside. She clenched her back teeth and secretly exerted force, but after just a few seconds, she discovered a terrifying thing: the urge to urinate became even stronger, and the urge to defecate also increased. At this point, she truly believed Furen's words and dared not move, only allowing Furen to touch her.

Furen took out several small items from the girl's private areas, not caring about fines, and casually threw them out of the car. When he could no longer find anything, he sneered: "You have quite a lot of stuff on you, enough to open a convenience store."

"Let me go!" The woman finally realized the disparity between them, and her pleading voice was cold and distant: "Or I'll report you for illegal detention."

Furen smiled and showed her his police badge: "I bet when you tried to steal my car, you couldn't start it for a long time, right? So you stubbornly stayed in the car and kept trying, didn't you?" In fact, since the last time the Ferrari was recovered, Furen had personally modified the car lock design and ignition system.

"I didn't steal your car!" the girl denied outright.

"Didn't steal it? Then why did you run into my car? To urinate?"

Furen didn't mention it, but the girl, who was already feeling a strong urge to urinate, almost wet her pants when she thought about it. However, she still insisted: "Your Ferrari's leather seats are soft, can't I just sleep in your car?"

"Of course, that makes sense," Furen nodded repeatedly, "But if I take the car to the forensics department and they find your fingerprints on the wiring, how will you explain that? You weren't trying to use the wiring as a catheter, were you?"

Hearing the word "urinate" again, the girl's face turned ashen, her body tensed, and she gritted her teeth: "Please let me go, don't say that word again, or I really will wet my pants." By the end, she was almost on the verge of tears.

"Which word? Urinate?" Furen was deliberately provoking her.

The girl clenched her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment and fear as she looked at Furen.

This man was a devil who didn't know how to cherish women! The reason she was trapped in the car by Furen was entirely because his footsteps were too light, and she was too focused on how to start the Ferrari, leaving her no chance to escape.

"Last chance for you..." Furen took out his phone and pressed the record button, "Do you admit to stealing my car?"

"I admit I wanted to steal your car, but it was just an attempt!" the girl said with a sob.

"OK, as long as you admit it." Furen put away his phone and turned the car onto Hennessy Road, "Now give me your name and come with me to the police station to give a statement!"

The girl was quite professional; when Furen searched her, he didn't find any ID. But when she heard Furen planned to take her to the police station, she panicked: "Sir, can't we not go to the police station?"

Furen didn't say yes or no, just smiled faintly: "Give me a reason first?"

"I don't want my parents to know what I've been doing outside!" the girl said pitifully.

Furen didn't feel a bit of sympathy, and said coldly: "It's normal for kids your age not to want their parents to know their business, but that's not a reason for me to let you go! By the way, it's only a few minutes to the police headquarters. If you can't come up with a reason to convince me before we get there, we'll have to handle it officially!"

Pushed to this point, the girl, while holding back her urge to urinate, came up with a quick idea. Her large eyes darted around, and she said: "How about... I become your girlfriend? Then it would be natural for me to be in your car, right?"

"Do you want me to be honest?" Furen glanced at the girl's B-cup breasts, his eyes full of amusement, "Leaving aside whether you're a minor, your chest, which is smaller than a bun, isn't my type."

The girl pouted and said angrily: "You're just a dirty-minded thug!"

"Ha, thinking dirty thoughts isn't illegal, but your attempted car theft should be recorded, right?" Furen said nonchalantly, "Also, I have to remind you, we're almost at the police station. If you want to save yourself, you'd better hurry up!"

The girl hated Furen so much that she wanted to grind her teeth, but she had no choice but to play by his rules. Unfortunately, in less than two minutes, she proposed over a dozen reasons, all of which were rejected by Furen, leaving her extremely frustrated!

Seeing that they were already at the entrance of the police headquarters, Furen slowed down. People on the roadside occasionally greeted him, and the girl finally panicked, using her ultimate move: "Sir, how about I become your informant? I'll be your informant!"

"Informant?!" Furen was taken aback. He had heard of experienced detectives developing informants, but he never thought it would happen to him, "It's not impossible, but what information can you provide?"

The girl, who was clearly the type to bloom with a little encouragement, immediately perked up when she heard Furen's tone soften: "Pfft~ You didn't even pay me for being an informant, why should I provide information?"

"Or do you want to wait until you urinate, and then we can continue discussing the information?" Furen said in a neutral tone, pressing his hand on the girl's flat abdomen.

The girl felt a tingling sensation in her lower body, and the urge to urinate and defecate surged wildly, almost causing her to lose control. She clamped her legs tightly and lifted her hips to avoid an embarrassing situation, and pleaded anxiously: "Sir, please let me get out of the car to use the toilet—"

Ignoring the surprised looks of his passing colleagues, Furen teased: "Talk about the information first. If it's good, I'll let you out. Otherwise, you can urinate in my car!"

The girl was truly desperate and didn't bother to analyze the trap in Furen's words, saying directly: "The biggest event in the underworld recently is a three-day illegal street race in Hong Kong this weekend. Is this information satisfactory? Quick, quick, let me out!"

Furen wasn't in a hurry, leaning back in his seat, and asked: "What's the specific location of the race?"

The girl clamped her legs even tighter: "How could a small fry like me know such things? I just heard a few words here and there when I was at the club. But this time, Seven Sir will show up, whether it's true or not, I don't know."

The name "Seven Sir" was mentioned by Song Kui when Furen recovered the Ferrari. He said that the car theft ring was protected by Seven Sir, but the small and big henchmen they caught took all the blame, so they couldn't touch Seven Sir at all.

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