Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Top hunters have an extremely keen sense of smell.

Hong Jin listened carefully to the report from his subordinates about the ins and outs of the harassment incident, his hand holding the lighter tapping rhythmically on the table, extracting key information from his mind.

On the outskirts of the city, in a mixed community, there are mentally challenged people, sexual harassment, teenage girls shopping, and ruthless men...

"Stop!" Suddenly, a powerful and silent man interrupted the other man's rambling speech.

"What did she buy?" Hong Jin asked in a deep voice.

"..." The police chief was momentarily stunned by the young master's words, standing there in disbelief, unsure of how to react.

"Bring the person directly in charge of this case here!" Hong Jin glanced at the trembling crowd. "Fine, go to the police station in charge of Puren Community! Ah Jie, you take your men with you!"

After saying that, he stood up with long strides, and the people behind him breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Hong Jie looked at the group of high-ranking officials in their disheveled state, smiled wickedly, and followed them.

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"Is that him?" Hong Jie, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, kicked the fool who had been brought up, his face swollen like a pig's head.

"Damn it, even a lunatic knows to go after women, I've really learned something new!" The young officer in jungle camouflage reached his rough hand out of his pocket and patted the big, fat man's face. "Do you even know what a woman tastes like?"

"Scented...scented...fairy..." The fool chuckled foolishly at the man in front of him.

Hong Jin remained calm, looking at the disheveled, big, dumb man in front of him. He was burly but not very bright, so he should be extremely aggressive. The fact that he could subdue this man with one punch showed that he was quite skilled.

The officer in charge of the case walked in cautiously, put his hands together, and greeted him politely, "Hello, sir!"

The leader repeatedly emphasized the need for caution and respect, indicating that this person's identity must be extraordinary.

Hong Jin nodded, then got straight to the point, "Did you get the shopping list of the girl who was harassed?"

The police officer handed over the folder he was carrying, which was then taken by a guard and respectfully handed to Hong Jin.

Facial cleanser, body wash, shampoo, hair mask, face mask...

These are almost all daily necessities for girls; it's unlikely that a local resident would buy all of these things at once.

The man's thin lips pressed into a straight line as he carefully looked down at the shopping list. When he saw "sanitary napkins," his slender fingers involuntarily curled, and his breathing became rapid.

If it really is her, would she even be able to use these cheap, worthless things?

The thin piece of paper was slowly crumpled and changed shape in the man's hands.

She's extremely sensitive to sanitary napkins, and since they met, he's always had these intimate items specially made for her skin type. What if she has an allergic reaction to these random products he's buying now?

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more anxious he became; cold sweat broke out on his palms.

"Who is the man next to her who called the police? What is their relationship?" After smoking half a cigarette to calm himself down, Hong Jin continued to question her.

"This is outside the scope of our investigation; we only know that the person who reported the incident was a tourist from out of town!"

"Do you know where they went?" the man, sitting upright, continued to ask.

"No, I don't know!" The man in front of him was so intimidating that even though he had been a policeman for most of his life, he still felt like he was walking on thin ice.

"I had no idea~" Hong Jin crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa. His noble and indifferent demeanor carried a touch of roguishness that belied his noble status. He was exceptionally handsome, yet it was difficult to discern whether he was good or evil.

He put the cigarette in his mouth, letting the white smoke billow from his nostrils before coldly speaking, "The country is paying money to support a bunch of useless good-for-nothings!"

Although the person seated in the main seat was handsome and noble, expressionless, and spoke in a steady tone, he made people feel as if they were carrying a huge rock on their backs, unable to breathe or straighten their backs.

"Ah Jie!" Hong Jin ignored the useless police officer wiping his sweat to the side. "Stop playing around, send people to investigate. Pu Ren Community, dig three feet into the ground!"

Hong Jie, who was teasing the big, clumsy guy with a pen, stood up and nodded with a roguish air, "Alright, Your Highness, this servant will go right away!"

Although Hong Jie was known for his recklessness, by this point, he understood everything. Looking at his half-dead expression, all that joint military exercise was bullshit; he'd ruined his wife, and she'd run off with someone else…

But he dared not say that Hong Jin, with his dog-like temper, would dare to rush into the underworld to kill Yama, or go down to the five oceans to pull out dragon tendons. He, a mere shrimp soldier, could not afford to offend him.

****

On the other side, Yao Gongyue held a fork in her hand, and one bowl of instant noodles had turned into two bowls, but she hadn't managed to swallow more than a few bites.

After her major surgery when she was a child, her stomach became extremely fragile. Her parents took great care of her, and after she met Hong Jin, it goes without saying that they treated her like a goddess. She hasn't eaten instant noodles for many years.

Nuohan watched coldly as she counted the instant noodles one by one, refusing to put them in her mouth. He lit a cigarette with interest. "I don't need to go through all this trouble of drugging you if I want to do something to you. After all," he narrowed his dark eyes, "you have no power to resist!"

Yao Gongyue was taken aback for a moment, then raised an eyebrow at the man, poked his chest with her delicate white hand, and said with a mischievous smile, "How can you be sure I will resist?"

Her finger traveled upwards, touching the man's sexy Adam's apple. She smiled seductively and said in a coquettish tone, "After all, you're so handsome and have such a great body, I'm not at a disadvantage!"

No one would have thought that this tough guy, who had been in northern Myanmar for many years and was never afraid of death, would be so easily seduced by a young girl. Nohan's body stiffened like a steel plate, his blood surged uncontrollably towards a certain spot, his fists were clenched tightly at his sides, and a thin blush appeared on his seemingly cold face.

"You're clearly an innocent puppy, yet you're trying to flirt with decent women. Big brother, you should practice some more!" The girl withdrew her hand with a mischievous smile, looking at the stiff man in front of her with a troubled expression. "I had surgery before, so there are many things I can't eat. I'm not doubting you!"

"I'll go get you something else!" Nuohan suddenly jumped up from the sofa and rushed out the door. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, his blood would run cold and he would die instantly.

Less than five minutes after the man left, there was a rapid knocking on the door. She had already run away, so she was extremely alert. She looked around and then crawled under the bed.

When the repair shop owner brought in the police officers who were conducting the inspection, he didn't see her and assumed that she had been arranged by Nuohan. He said a few words that she couldn't understand, and the officers nodded and left.

Fearing a counterattack, Yao Gongyue, to be on the safe side, remained hidden and did not come out.

Zhi acridine~

The door was pushed open again, revealing familiar camouflage trousers and military black leather boots. Just as she was about to climb out, a wicked thought suddenly occurred to her, and she held her breath and remained hidden.

Nuohan was taken aback when he entered and saw no one. He then looked around, put down the bag in his hand, searched the yard, and came back in.

Silence filled the room. After two or three minutes, a "crack" was heard, and the man suddenly sprang up from the sofa.

Yao Gongyue wasn't sure if what she had just heard was the sound of a gun being cocked, but during those few silent minutes, she felt a chilling killing intent—a feeling she had only ever experienced with Hong Jin.

Who exactly is he?