After returning to the room, Wang Siyu still found it ridiculous. It was the first time in his life that he was molested by a woman and had no experience. Therefore, when Xu Ziqi's hand slid into his waist, Wang Siyu was even at a loss. He subconsciously grabbed her arm and tried to make some symbolic resistance. It was an instinctive reaction, and it was no different from the performance of the yellow flower girl when she encountered a pervert's molestation.

However, when the soft and smooth palm slowly moved, he still could not bear the strange pleasure and surrendered easily. He had to admit that usually, beautiful women often handled men's degree much smoother than the latter. Although Xu Ziqi was just a middle-class posture, the palm was too flexible, which made Wang Siyu unable to resist and could only let her be frivolous. In less than five minutes, she was in a violent friction and was swelling.

"It's so shameless!"

After cursing in a low voice, Wang Siyu felt a little dry. He reached out and touched the teapot, poured a cup of steaming tea, took a few sips, put down the glass, and felt that his lower body was cold and stuck to the base of his thighs. He felt very uncomfortable. He quickly took off his clothes, touched his wet panties, walked into the bathroom, turned on the light, pulled the door and unscrewed the valve, and the warm water flowed down from his head. He stretched out his hands and gently wiped his body.

Five or six minutes later, after just taking soap, Wang Siyu suddenly felt a little dizzy and weak in his limbs. He was like drunkenness, unable to control his body's balance. Some trance hallucinations appeared in front of him. This strange situation was somewhat similar to what he had encountered in the vegetable cellar that day. He knew something was wrong. After stumbled back two steps, he hurriedly held his breath, held the wall with both hands, shook his head vigorously, gritted his teeth, and tried to support his body. At this moment, the light in the bathroom suddenly went out.

In the darkness, Wang Siyu leaned against the wall, gasping violently, sweat beads mixed with warm water, winding down from his body, he took a deep breath, touched the white tiles covered with water, dragged two soft and weak legs, and slowly moved towards the door. After much effort, he finally touched the door. He gently pushed open the door and walked forward with difficulty.

But he had just taken a few steps, accompanied by a crisp "pop", a powerful current suddenly came from his back, and the numbness spread throughout his body. In a painful spasm, he lost consciousness in an instant and fell softly to the ground.

A thin figure suddenly flashed behind him. After the man succeeded, he ignored Wang Siyu who was lying on the ground. Instead, he let out a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the door of the bedroom, knocked on the door with a miniature electric stick in his hand, and urged in a low voice: "Hurry up, we must go back before noon tomorrow, otherwise we can't write a report. I really don't understand. You finally came back and didn't relax in the capital, how could you come to West China? Did this man have a grudge against you before?"

There was silence in the bedroom and no sound came out.

The man sighed, cursed "monster", then walked to Wang Siyu, helped him up from the ground, weighed the miniature electric baton in his hand, turned a button, and shone a strong light on Wang Siyu's face. After seeing Wang Siyu's appearance clearly, his eyes stagnated, and his face showed an incredible look of horror. With a slight trembling right hand, the round miniature electric baton actually fell to the ground, making a "bang" sound.

After about two or three minutes, he recovered his calmness. He bent down and picked up the miniature electric baton, shone the strong light on Wang Siyu's face again. After a while, he couldn't help but be amazed. After a long time, he closed his mouth, reached out to pat his forehead, and murmured to himself: "Damn, are you mistaken? What's going on? Who is he?!!!"

While he was puzzled, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and a figure flashed out quickly, walked to him silently, looked at Wang Siyu's face, smiled, and walked in with no sense of consciousness. The door was closed with a 'bang'.

The man holding a smiling electric baton frowned, walked back to the sand, walked into the bathroom with a teapot, and after a while, he walked out, brewed the tea again, guarded the window, and looked out. In the west wing, there was a faint cry of a woman coming from the cry of a woman, but the thick curtains blocked his sight, which made him feel a little disappointed. He lay on the sand on his back, crossed his legs, fiddling with the micro electric baton in his hand. The end of the electric baton flashed with a heart-wrenching blue electric light, and a ray of incandescent light was emitted.

In the bedroom, when Wang Siyu woke up again, he felt a split headache and a buzzing sound in his head. He slowly opened his eyes, his vision was still a little dazed. Everything in front of him was blurry and could not see clearly, but his intuition told him that he was sitting on a chair. Because his whole body was full of coldness, he couldn't help but chill.

After a long time, in the overlapping and shaking images, Wang Siyu seemed to see a blurry back. The man seemed to be standing by the wall with his hands behind his back, admiring the landscape painting on the wall. The painting was the "Great Pluto spread its wings" given to him by Liao Jingqing.

Wang Siyu groaned and planned to stand up, but his body was soft and could not exert any strength. An unprecedented sense of weakness came, which made him feel a little scared and more angry. After a while of rest, he used all his strength to stand up suddenly, staggered forward for two steps, and then his legs became weak and he slowly fell down.

The black shadow was alarmed, turned around, looked at him in surprise, frowned, walked over, stretched out his hands wearing rubber gloves, gently helped him up from the ground, and was silent for a while before turning his lips to Wang Siyu's ear, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'm just here to make money and will not hurt you."

There was still a buzzing sound in Wang Siyu's mind, and he didn't hear what he was talking about. He shook his head hard and opened his eyes again. In front of him, a masked man wearing a black hood appeared. In addition to his eyes, all other parts were inside the hood, making it impossible for him to see his appearance clearly. The hood was made of something. It was extremely elastic. Under the breathing of his nose, it rose and fell gently, making it look extremely strange.

Wang Siyu stared at his eyes tightly. For some reason, those eyes actually felt familiar, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. Wang Siyu snorted heavily, moved his lips with difficulty, and squeezed out three words from his teeth: "Who are you?"

A trace of sadness appeared in the masked man's eyes. Without answering, he walked to Wang Siyu, stretched out his hands wearing rubber gloves, helped him to the bed, gently pulled the quilt, sat by the bed, leaned down, and silently stared at the weak and powerless Wang Siyu, with a little more confusion and confusion in his eyes.

A few minutes later, he stretched out his right hand, took out a small blue bottle from his shirt pocket, put it under Wang Siyu's nostril, and carefully rotated the bottle cap to an angle. Wang Siyu inhaled the gas escaping from it, smiled strangely, and fell asleep as soon as his neck tilted.

The masked man swirled the bottle cap back to his original position, put the blue bottle back into his top pocket, slowly stood up from the bed, walked to the wall opposite, reached out, gently stroked the big roc on the scroll with flapping wings and flying, smiled bitterly, looked back, and whispered: "Do work hard, don't let her down."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room, gently brought the door, looked in the direction of the sand, and said softly: "I'm anxious, I can go back now."

The person sitting on the sand did not move, but held a miniature electric baton and stared at a document in his hand. After a while, he frowned and said uneasy: "Come here and take a look. We may be in trouble. He is also from the second bureau and department 2, but he is very big, as if he is from the old Yu family in the capital. If the superiors pursue it, I might be killed by you."

The masked man was slightly stunned and walked slowly over. He looked down and saw that under the strong light, Wang Siyu's photo was clearly visible. He stared at the three words "Yu Youyu" for a long time, sighed softly, and said hoarsely: "It's okay, it's just a noun. Don't worry, I'm going back in two days. I'm afraid it will take another three or five years to come back. They can't find my head at all, so they won't implicate you, let alone, we didn't hurt him, so why bother you."

The man on the sand nodded, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up slowly, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Okay, you're right, I'm worried too much, but the three-day precious holiday was wasted by you. What a pity, you, it's better not come back forever."

The masked man smiled silently, threw the ID back, waved his hand, and the two walked out of the room quietly, walked through the yard quickly, and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

The sky was bright, and a faint light shone through the gaps in the curtains and shone on Wang Siyu's face. His eyelashes trembled a few times, and suddenly sat up from the bed, looked around, then jumped out of the bed, walked into the living room, and walked around the place, feeling that there was no change in the room. Everything that happened last night was like in a dream. He slowly raised his wrist, but there was a red mark on it. Wang Siyu hurriedly put on his clothes and checked it carefully, but he saw that eight hundred yuan was missing in his wallet. Apart from that, nothing else was lost.

He sat on the sand, lit a cigarette, pondered for a while, and always felt that something was strange. The man's technique was definitely not like an ordinary thief. Wang Siyu even had a strong premonition that the other party was not for money at all. As for the lost 800 yuan, it was just a trick he used to confuse himself, divert his sight, and cover up his real purpose.

After thinking about it carefully, it is very likely that some people are secretly investigating themselves, hoping to find some evidence that is unfavorable to them, but when they think about it, this speculation seems to be untenable. There are no traces of being turned in the room. After controlling themselves, the man did not ask anything, nor did he threaten himself, nor did he even show any malice. This is a strange thing.

After smoking a cigarette, Wang Siyu's mind was still in a mess. He had no clue. He put the cigarette butt out and threw it into the ashtray. He stared at the kettle on the coffee table. He reached out, but stopped in the middle. After pondering for a while, he withdrew his arm and almost left the room.

I came to the door of the west wing and knocked on the door gently, "Bang! Bang! Bang..."

"Wait, I'll be here." Bai Yanni's charming voice came from the room. Wang Siyu's mood relaxed a little. Although he knew that the other party's target was him, he was still worried that he would implicate Bai Yanni.

After three or five minutes, after a 'creak', Bai Yanni pushed the door and walked out. She was wearing a black martial arts performance suit, holding the Longquan sword in her hand, and came to Wang Siyu with sleepy eyes. She looked back and stood on tiptoe, kissed Wang Siyu gently on her cheek, and said lazily: "Xiaoyu, why did you wake up so early?"

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, took her hand, walked to the middle of the yard, stopped, and whispered: "Yanni, did a stranger come in last night?"

Bai Yanni shook her head gently and said blankly: "No?"

Wang Siyu frowned and said, "It's really strange. When did that person sneak into my room?"

Bai Yanni couldn't help but feel shocked. She hurriedly held Wang Siyu's hand tightly and said with concern: "What happened?"

Wang Siyu pondered for a moment, then told the story, told him what happened last night, and then expressed his own speculation.

After hearing this, Bai Yanni frowned and said, "No matter whether it is a thief or not, you must check it carefully. Fortunately, you are fine, it's really scary."

Wang Siyu nodded, thought for a long time, and then whispered: "This way, after you go to work, you only tell Team Liu about the matter, ask him to bring people to the room to survey the scene, test the teapot, and try to collect useful evidence such as fingerprints and drugs. I am very interested in that person. For some reason, his eyes made me feel very strange, both familiar and a little chilling."

Bai Yanni frowned and said, "You should also check the surveillance videos of several nearby intersections. I hope you can find the physical characteristics of the suspect. Don't eat in the morning, go to the hospital for a checkup to see if there are side effects of the drug. By the way, you can also check the type of drug to facilitate our investigation."

Wang Siyu smiled, pinched her face, and praised softly: "Yes, Officer Bai, you're making great progress."

Bai Yanni snorted, pulled his hand, placed it in her chest, and complained softly: "You still have the intention to joke, and they are almost scared to death. Touch them quickly, and your heart is still pounding now."

Wang Siyu smiled, touched her breasts, and whispered: "Be careful to keep it confidential, don't make too much noise. If outsiders know that I was naked and someone was knocked down, I don't know what rumors would come out, then my image as County Magistrate Wang will be completely destroyed. I am afraid that I can't even wash it even if I jump into the Yellow River."

Bai Yanni smiled charmingly, nodded, tiptoed to put her lips to Wang Siyu's ear, giggled and whispered a few words, and then ran away with a blush on her face.

When Wang Siyu heard this, Long Yan couldn't help but be furious. He chased her from behind with his teeth and claws. Seeing that he was about to catch her, Bai Yanni turned around the poplar tree, stopped, turned around, shook her wrist, and lightly danced a sword flower, stabbed him in his crotch. Wang Siyu was startled and quickly jumped back, protected his crotch with both hands, screamed strangely, turned around and ran away. Bai Yanni refused to give up, waved the long sword in her hand, and chased Wang Siyu all the way.

In desperation, Wang Siyu fled back to the room in a hurry. He was in high spirits and forgot to protect the scene. He jumped straight to the sand, picked two swords given by Lao Guan from the wall of the living room, jumped down, ran out of the door, followed Bai Yanni in the yard, and after only ten moves, he was killed so that he had no ability to fight back.
Chapter completed!