The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 327: 327: Oh, it's 'passion'! (One more update)

Chapter 327: 327: Oh, it’s ‘passion’! (One more update)

Ding——

Su Qinghou’s phone timer stopped.

Bomb diffused!

Sure enough, it was 011, specifically to counter him.

Su Qinghou licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and kicked Jiang Zhi in the chest. Jiang Zhi didn’t dodge and immediately returned a punch. Both of them fell backward, and the next second, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, illuminating their beautiful, battered faces.

Outside, sirens blared, and the door was kicked open. A young man in plain clothes with a police baton in hand stood confidently, “Police, hands up!”

Both men on the ground stood up and started fighting again…

Police: “…” Did he seem invisible?

12:10 am, No. 423 Baiyang Road.

Zhou Xufang tied up Su Chan and threw her outside, then said to Wen Baiyang, “These people came for me.” She felt guilty, “I’m sorry, Bai Yang.”

Wen Baiyang shook his head and signed, “No need to apologize, we’re partners.”

They are partners; no need to say more.

But Qiao Nanchu had something to say, though it needed to be discussed with Jiang Zhi.

“How’s everyone?” Mr. Qiao rushed in anxiously, “Is anyone injured?”

Wen Baiyang quickly withdrew her hand from grabbing Qiao Nanchu’s clothes, and just as she was about to step back, Qiao Nanchu placed a hand on her waist, “No injuries. It’s late already, Grandpa, you should head back; your health isn’t great.”

Qiao Hongzhou shot him a glare, “You think I can still sleep?” Anger was boiling up inside him, suppressed, and his gaze lingered on the girl only for a moment before moving away.

The more he looked, the younger she seemed!

Wen Baiyang stepped forward. Qiao Hongzhou couldn’t understand sign language; she couldn’t thank or apologize, so she could only bow deeply.

“Take good care of your health.” The tone was somewhat caring. After saying that, Qiao Hongzhou’s face turned cold again, “Nanchu, come with me.”

“Xu Fang, please look after Bai Yang.”

Zhou Xufang: “Okay.”

Qiao Nanchu followed the elder out; the special forces team hadn’t left yet.

Qiao Hongzhou sternly said, “Apologize.”

Qiao Nanchu stepped forward, bent down, and apologized earnestly, “Uncle Wei, I messed up just now. I’m sorry.”

Lao Wei waved it off, “It’s fine as long as no one’s hurt.”

“Thank you, everyone.” Qiao Nanchu gave a military salute to the bomb squad and special forces team.

As they were all soldiers, they didn’t stand on ceremony, laughing and saying they’d treat them next time.

Qiao Nanchu accepted the offer; more than that, he owed them a favor now, which he would have to repay later.

“Grandfather, I’ll head back now.”

Qiao Hongzhou told Lao Wei, “I’ll come have a drink with you tomorrow.”

After troubling someone so much, a visit was owed.

Lao Wei was generous, a veteran of the elder, easy to speak with, “No need for that, I’m leaving.”

As soon as Lao Wei and his men left,

Qiao Hongzhou kicked him angrily, “Look what you’ve caused!”

Qiao Nanchu didn’t dodge and just stood there taking it.

Qiao Hongzhou, unsatisfied, kicked again, his face grim, “Pick a time, bring her back to the old house.”

Was that backing down?

“You agree?”

“What difference does my approval make!” The elder was furious, glaring, “Don’t think I don’t know, you’re just waiting for my other foot to step into the coffin too. Once no one can control you, you can do whatever you desire.”

Qiao Nanchu had indeed thought this, waiting for the elder’s passing so he could be free of concerns.

“Grandpa, I really want to be with her.”

Even the stubborn guy softened his tone, almost pleading.

Such a lack of dignity!

Qiao Hongzhou blew his beard and glared, “Go be with her, just stay out of my sight.” He turned and got into his car, barely closing the door before asking, “How old is that girl?”

She looked underage.

Qiao Nanchu smiled, “She’s of age, nineteen.”

Shameless, seducing such a young girl.

“Mind your manners before you marry!” With that, Qiao Hongzhou rolled up the car window.

Qiao Shenxing still had things to say, didn’t ride in the same car as the elder, and pulled Qiao Nanchu aside.

“Do you two want kids in the future?”

Qiao Nanchu didn’t hesitate, “No.”

Qiao Shenxing glanced at him, “Then your father’s lineage ends with you.”

“What do you mean?”

He didn’t explain, just got into the car and told the driver to drive slowly.

Past midnight now, the sky seemed even darker.

Wen Baiyang and Zhou Xufang were still in the unfinished building.

Wen Baiyang sat on a red brick, “How did you find me?”

Zhou Xufang sat on a red brick next to her, “Your earring has a tracking device.” Wen Baiyang had given her a pair not long ago.

“Did you find out on New Year’s Eve?”

She knew she was Shuangjiang, although they had never openly discussed it.

Zhou Xufang nodded, “You’re good with computers, you can’t speak, you come from Da Mai Mountain, you also work at the convenience store in Yuquan Bay. Putting it all together wasn’t hard.” She crouched down, picked up a stone, and wrote a name on the ground, “Do you know him?”

Shuangjiang was a partner Su Lihua had found for her.

Zhou Xufang felt they must know each other in real life.

Wen Baiyang nodded, “He was my sign language teacher.”

Zhou Xufang now understood it all; it was her benefactor who’d made the connection.

Her phone rang.

Zhou Xufang answered, “Hello.”

A stranger’s voice, “Is this Miss Zhou Xufang?”

“Yes.”

The voice said, “I’m a duty officer at the Northern City Police Station, your boyfriend is at the hospital fighting people, he’s at the station now, can you come over?”

The caller, in fact, was Zhou Xufang herself.

“I’m available.”

Just then, Qiao Nanchu arrived.

Zhou Xufang hung up the phone and said, “I need to go to the police station.”

Qiao Nanchu guessed, “Jiang Zhi isn’t at the police station, is she?”

Zhou Xufang nodded, “Then I’ll be going first.”

She had arrived on a motorcycle, and Wen Baiyang reminded her to be careful on the road.

It was deep into the night, and the unfinished building was lit only by a high-power flashlight.

Qiao Nanchu lifted the person sitting on the red bricks, “My grandfather asked me to bring you back to the old house for a meal in a few days.” It seemed that the old man, seeing how recklessly he acted, had finally relented—it was a blessing in disguise.

Wen Baiyang tiptoed to kiss him.

Qiao Nanchu supported her waist, “What’s wrong?”

She had just cried, her eyes still red, “Don’t do that again in the future.”

He feigned ignorance, “Do what?”

She hurriedly gestured in sign language, “You can’t risk your life for me.”

That wasn’t something he had control over; he couldn’t restrain himself.

He kissed her, “We’ll talk about it later.” His hand touched her ear, and he caressed the crescent-shaped earring, “You should wear this often.”

They were fortunate this time; generally, Wen Baiyang seldom wore a tracker since she was only in logistics, unlike Zhou Xufang, who needed it for missions.

She nodded, agreeing, “How did you find me?”

He must have accessed her work computer to locate her, meaning he not only knew she was Shuangjiang, but also where her hideout was.

“Zhou Xufang was injured at Yuquan Bay, and you were there too.”

“Is that why?”

“You were wearing a strawberry hair tie then, and I found one in Shuangjiang’s den.” Since then, he had suspected her and even tested her with SpongeBob, “Later, I went to 403 to confirm, and indeed, your base was still there.”

Originally, when he had gone to Jiajing Garden to investigate, he hadn’t associated her with Shuangjiang. Later, doubts arose and, looking back, he realized he had been blinded by her beauty during the fire alarm; he focused only on finding her, falling for her beauty and found nothing but that strawberry hair tie.

After the suspicion, he kept an eye out and tracked her IP address during her missions, which ended up back at Jiajing Garden.

“You’d been there before; I thought the most dangerous place would be the safest.”

“Indeed, the most dangerous place is the safest.” His conclusion was, “So, just stay by my side.”

As long as he was in the Criminal Intelligence Department, no one could trace her.

“Would you mind?” Wen Baiyang thought carefully about her words, “I’m a criminal.” And he was a police officer.

Qiao Nanchu replied seriously, “Do I mind? Not really, I just really want to recruit you to the intelligence department.” After all, her skills were extraordinarily high, and several cases in the police department had evidence provided by her and Zhou Xufang; the lines between right and wrong were already blurred.

She smiled, “Then why didn’t you expose me?”

“Because I’m a police officer, and if I exposed you, I’d have to openly neglect my duties.”

She wasn’t a major villain or someone causing grave harm, but she had indeed committed some illegal acts, such as hacking into the intelligence department and randomly cutting off city surveillance.

If it were someone else, he really would have had to arrest them.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep it a secret.” She explained, “My profession has made enemies with many vicious people; I didn’t want to drag you into this.”

“I’m a police officer; I specialize in dealing with vicious criminals.”

He smiled and lifted the young girl’s dirty face, “The Criminal Intelligence Department has been played by you several times; shouldn’t you compensate me?”

“Would you arrest me? I and Xu Fang haven’t hurt—”

She was cut off as he grabbed her hand, and a scorching kiss landed on her lips.

Arrest her?

He couldn’t bear to.

Northern City Police Station.

The officer on duty was called Qi Runrun.

Qi Runrun was taking statements from two guys who had fought and caused trouble, one with blue hair and the other with blue eyes, neither looking like decent citizens, but both had incredibly striking faces.

Qi Runrun yawned, “Name.”

The two, acting like lords, sat a meter apart, each on one side, their handsome faces bearing the same expression—”Keep staring, and I’ll hit you.”

This scene…

Honestly, it was quite similar to those two gigolos who fought over a wealthy client a few days ago.

Qi Runrun tapped the table, “I’m talking to you!”

The one on the left, with peach blossom eyes, looking like a fairy, “Jiang Zhi.”

The one on the right, with a high nose bridge, also like a fairy, “Su Qinghou.”

Qi Runrun looked from left to right, unable to comprehend, with such good looks, why fight at all? Go cling to some rich cougars!

“ID card.”

Both took out their ID cards, glancing at each other midway, each with a look that could kill.

Qi Runrun picked up the ID cards, “You two share the same birthday, quite fated, huh? Why can’t you get along?”

Jiang Zhi touched his cheek—damn, it must be bruising.

Su Qinghou licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“Why did you fight?” Qi Runrun looked at one of the IDs, which was even a foreign nationality, crossed oceans to be gigolos?

The duck on the left sarcastically, “He bit me.”

Qi Runrun asked the right one, “Why did you bite him?”

The duck on the right also sarcastically, “I didn’t like his face.”

Qi Runrun twitched his lips, “Are you two three years old?”

The two, looking at each other, shifted their gaze, and Qi Runrun felt a chill down his spine, touching his nose, “Your injuries are about equal, and there’s no deep hatred. If this goes to criminal court, you both might end up with records. I suggest you reconcile.”

The duck on the left, “No reconciliation.”

Qi Runrun looked towards the right.

The duck on the right, “File the case.”

“…” Qi Runrun sighed. He just wanted a good sleep. It was so hard for him.

Next door, his colleague Zhang Feifei was also working overtime, having caught a little thief who stole bread. The thief was a troublesome young girl, looking very sly with quick-shifting eyes.

Zhang Feifei slammed down his pen, “I’m asking you, why did you steal the bread?”

The girl, barely fifteen or sixteen, had dyed her hair red with green tips, and wore heavy smoky makeup on her large eyes, batting them, “Officer Uncle, can I be locked up with them? I don’t mind co-ed.”

Zhang Feifei: “…”

They wouldn’t let anyone have peace late at night, utterly exhausting.

At that moment, the door swung open from the outside, bringing a breeze with it.

The girl with her legs propped up took a sharp look, her propped leg slipping down, her eyes widening, “What luck have I stumbled upon today, all are top tier.”

Another one arrived, a breathtaking beauty.