As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

The path immediately became dark. The moonlight was not bright tonight and people could not be seen clearly.

Daming felt that it was God helping him. In this dark environment, Daming felt that he had been resurrected again.

The woman in front looked at the street lamp above her head, cursed her bad luck, and slowly walked forward in the faint moonlight.

Just then, an electric bike drove up quickly from behind her. When passing by her, a hand suddenly grabbed her butt, pinched it hard and twisted it.

She screamed in pain and suddenly protected her buttocks because it hurt so much.

Before she could figure out what was happening, the electric bike rushed into the night ahead and was no longer visible.

The woman then realized that she had been touched by someone.

"Mad, are you sick? Why are you so thirsty?"

"Damn pervert, you're using so much force, it hurts so much." The woman rubbed her butt hard.

Daming suddenly accelerated, turned the corner, then stopped and looked back. The woman did not catch up with him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was about to jump out of his chest. It was so exciting.

To be honest, I didn't touch anything when I touched it just now, and I didn't feel any physical pleasure.

But this stimulating feeling made Daming's adrenaline surge.

The woman was still scolding herself, but it was so dark that she couldn't see clearly who touched her, so she could only blame herself for her bad luck.

This feeling of playing with the people made Daming feel that he was the master at this moment.

It turns out that an ordinary life can also have a little more excitement, although this excitement is built on the pain of others.

Along the way, Daming whistled happily, savoring the pleasure of walking on the edge of a crime.

After returning home, his wife still ignored him and watched videos on her phone in bed.

Daming was not angry. It seemed that there were things more interesting than his wife.

He took a bath peacefully and went to bed.

Xiaoxia felt a little strange. Daming was acting strangely today and didn't even touch her actively.

Daming lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his mind constantly recalling what had just happened.

Maybe I should go to bed earlier, wake up earlier, go to work earlier, and welcome the night earlier.

Only in the dark night can the devil's flower bloom.

In the next few days, Daming came home later and later. He tried many times and succeeded every time.

Moreover, these women only dared to scold him and didn’t dare to pursue him at all. It was simply too cool.

However, he now finds that there are fewer and fewer single women walking on that road, and many of them are accompanied by others. It seems that people are also on guard.

Then let’s change it.

Daming began to look for several small paths, which were relatively remote and easier to escape.

Whenever there is a single woman, he will rush over from behind, touch her, and then go to the front to enjoy the feeling of being scolded but having no choice.

Gradually, this form of prank could no longer satisfy him, just like drinking. He started out by drinking beer, then liquor, and later even low-alcohol liquor could no longer satisfy him.

This time, he wanted to make some changes.

He wanted to hug her once, but ran away when he didn't want to touch her again.

He rode on her suddenly, then stopped beside the woman, hugged her and pulled her into his arms.

The woman was startled, but she reacted quickly, scratching Daming's face fiercely and screaming loudly.

Now it was Daming's turn to be scared. He quickly pushed the woman away and ran away. He heard the shouts of several men behind him. If he had left a little later, he would probably have been dead.

And my face, if it weren't for the helmet protecting it, I would have been injured.

This experience calmed Daming down. He was scared and for the first time he felt the fear of being caught.

The perverted desire in his heart was temporarily suppressed. He also realized how dangerous his thoughts and actions were. He had to curb them, otherwise he would be arrested sooner or later.

He lived in peace for more than a month, busy with work every day, and had no time to think about those things.

The most important thing is that Xiaoxia has been very nice to him during this period. Although she still doesn't let him touch her, at least her attitude has improved a lot, which makes Daming feel more at ease and he has fewer perverted thoughts.

Perhaps this will be a secret that Daming will never tell in his lifetime.

But once the devil's flower is planted, it will only lurk and never disappear. It will wait for the moment when it will completely bloom into a bloody flower.

It was raining that day too.

During this period, the boss was very nice to Daming. Not only did he not let him work overtime, he also gave him a raise.

Daming was a little touched. Although the overall treatment was not as good as that in other places, it was finally increasing, which made Daming have a wrong impression of his boss.

Should I go find my boss, thank him and show my loyalty?

After lunch, Daming bought two packs of cigarettes and planned to take them to his boss' office to express his gratitude.

The office is in a separate building. Daming stood downstairs and nervously straightened his clothes, then went upstairs.

On the second floor, there is a red wooden door. Boss Wang likes this style.

The door was ajar and not locked. Just as Daming was hesitating whether to knock on the door, he heard a low growl from inside: "I'm going to kill you!"

Then I heard a few noises.

Daming was stunned for a moment. Oh no, the boss was in danger. Without saying a word, he pushed the door open and rushed in.

The office was empty. Daming looked towards the lounge at the back. He knew that there was a lounge in the boss' office.

The situation was critical, and Daming didn't think too much about it. He kicked open the lounge, rushed in, and shouted, "Boss Wang, I'm here to save you."

On the bed in the lounge, two white bodies were entangled with each other, but they stopped immediately after being frightened by Daming.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Wang turned around and was about to get angry, but when he saw it was Daming, he immediately took his words back and stopped talking.

Daming didn't expect to see such a scene when he came in. He quickly covered his eyes and wanted to explain.

But before he could say anything, he heard a familiar voice, "What are you afraid of? If he knows, then he will know."

This voice?

Why does it look like Xiaoxia’s?

Daming opened his eyes and saw that the woman under Mr. Wang was his wife Xiaoxia.

"You...you actually cheated on me behind my back?" Daming pointed at Xiaoxia and said in disbelief.

Xiaoxia calmly pulled the quilt over her naked body and took a cigarette from Mr. Wang. "What's wrong? Are you embarrassed?"

"You still feel ashamed? You're having an affair behind my back." Daming said angrily.

Xiaoxia sneered, "Don't you feel that Mr. Wang has been much nicer to you recently? Don't you feel that your life has been getting better recently?"

"Do you think this is your credit?" Xiaoxia pointed at Daming's nose and cursed.

"This is all thanks to me sleeping here with you. You have to thank me, understand?"