Chapter 1

Jiangsha City is a southern city where snow is rarely seen even in the depths of winter, only the cold wind blows, dry and cold.

As night fell, darkness descended like a huge net spread out.

Around one o'clock in the morning, Mo Xiaoqing, who was on duty in the duty room, could not resist the drowsiness, yawning continuously.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps sounded, and a white figure darted in from outside, shouting loudly, "I killed someone, I... I killed someone! I want to turn myself in!"

Mo Xiaoqing had just walked out of the room when she was grabbed by the arm by the girl in the white dress, who screamed loudly,

"Officer, I killed someone, quickly arrest me!"

Mo Xiaoqing's heart skipped a beat. She had been assigned to the Dongjing Street Police Station for three months and had never encountered a major case.

She couldn't help but feel a bit excited and quickly led the girl who reported the crime inside, then went to get a cup of hot water.

"Come, have a sip of hot water first, calm down, and we'll take it slowly."

The white-dressed girl finally calmed down. Mo Xiaoqing asked, "What's your name? How old are you? Where do you live? Where did you kill the person? Can you be more specific?"

The girl, with her back slightly bent, trembled all over, rubbing her hands vigorously, "Officer, my name is Huang Zhi Xiang, I am 19 years old, I really did kill someone."

"Look, my hands are covered in blood." The girl said as she extended her hands.

The girl's eyes were wide with terror, unfocused, and she continued to tremble as she spoke,

"Just now, I really did kill someone, really! I held a sharp knife in both hands and suddenly stabbed the woman in white in front of me. She screamed and fell into a pool of blood in agony.

She begged me for help, pleading with me not to kill her, but I still held the fruit knife and stabbed her four or five more times.

Not until her pleading voice completely faded did I flee in terror. The street lamps flickered, it was so scary..." The girl's teeth chattered.

"Alright, calm down first, tell me where you killed the person?"

Mo Xiaoqing asked while observing the girl in front of her. The girl was wearing a knee-length, wrinkle-free white dress over a pink floral nightgown, and her bare legs were in eight-centimeter red high heels.

"Officer, I killed someone in my dream!" the girl said softly.

Mo Xiaoqing was shocked by this statement and subconsciously thought it was a prank. She said irritably, "Young lady, this is a police station, not a place for you to play! Do you know the consequences of filing a false report?"

The girl suddenly stood up, grabbed Mo Xiaoqing's arm again, and looked at her with a pleading gaze, "Officer, check if there have been any murders or injuries recently?"

Although Mo Xiaoqing found it absurd, she still picked up the phone and asked the patrolling officers nearby. The officers said that apart from a few drunk troublemakers damaging public property, there were no other abnormalities.

And in the past month, there had been no serious injuries or deaths in the entire city.

It might be a prank!

Mo Xiaoqing turned to persuade the girl to leave, but suddenly a cold wind blew in from the door. She looked up and saw a tall figure dart in.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, with most of his face hidden by a gray wool scarf.

Mo Xiaoqing was surprised. The man, while untying his scarf, walked straight toward her.

He leaned against the solid wood desk, lit a cigarette, glanced at Mo Xiaoqing, and then looked at the white-dressed girl on the sofa, who was trembling, and asked, "What's going on? What's wrong with this girl?"

His voice was unusually deep and resonant, and he sounded exhausted.

Mo Xiaoqing looked at his stern face, with a chin covered in short stubble, and a handsome but weary appearance, yet familiar.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

They said in unison.

Two days ago, at one o'clock in the morning.

The Liberation Road in Jiangsha City was brightly lit with a row of bars.

Each bar was decorated in a retro and artistic style, much loved by young people, making it a popular place for them to indulge in their youth, seek thrills, and gather.

In one of the bars, the colorful lights flickered on and off, casting shadows and moving around, the music was deafening, and a group of handsome men and beautiful women were swaying their waists and hips to the rhythm.

Mo Xiaoqing sat in a corner of the bar, a glass of beer with ice in front of her, her eyes fixed on the bar counter. She couldn't help but pull down the hem of her skirt several times, feeling very uncomfortable in this outfit for the first time.

To make herself look more like a regular "nightclub girl," Mo Xiaoqing had put on a long, wavy, brown hair wig, applied extremely heavy makeup, and wore a bright red lip, a low-cut red sweater with a white faux fur, a short skirt that barely covered her buttocks, and eight-centimeter high heels on her legs.

The partner sitting next to Mo Xiaoqing questioned, "Sis, will this method work? Could it be false information?"

"It won't, Lili, don't worry. The informant's information is very reliable. He said the dealer of ecstasy would order a drink at the bar counter, drink it slowly, and unconsciously tap the counter, waiting for the buyer to approach, then make a secret transaction!"

Suddenly, Lili leaned over excitedly, pulling Mo Xiaoqing's clothes and whispering in her ear, "Sis, look, a suspicious man just came in. He ordered a drink and has been tapping the counter, looking around."

Mo Xiaoqing followed Lili's gaze and indeed saw a burly man drinking and looking around. It seemed to be him, no doubt!

Lili repeatedly warned Mo Xiaoqing to be careful, as she fundamentally disagreed with this dangerous baiting method, but she knew that no one could stop Mo Xiaoqing from doing what she intended.

Mo Xiaoqing, wearing high heels, tried to maintain her balance, swaying gracefully to the bar counter, flicked her wig, and smiled seductively,

"Handsome guy, can you buy me a drink?"

Xu Yao frowned. Although the girl wasn't unattractive, he detested girls who frequented bars, especially those who so brazenly asked for drinks. He imagined that if he invited her to a hotel room halfway through, she wouldn't refuse, a lack of self-respect!

But Xu Yao looked around and could sense that four or five people were moving aggressively toward him in the crowd. It seemed he had to use this proactive nightclub girl.

Xu Yao was confident in himself. With his handsome appearance and deep, alluring eyes, he smiled, "Sure, but drinking is too childish. How about something more exciting?"

Mo Xiaoqing's heart leaped. It seemed he was going to show her the goods. She calmed her nervousness and replied, "Sure!"

Without hesitation, Xu Yao pulled Mo Xiaoqing's hand through the crowd, heading toward the back private room, walking quickly and steadily. Before Mo Xiaoqing could react, he suddenly pushed her into a dark corner.

Just as she was about to resist, Xu Yao locked her hands behind her back and pressed his lips to hers, grinding them.

Her first kiss was taken like that!