The appearance of Wu Shuang did not surprise Xiao Lin much. He took off his boxing gloves and stepped down from the ring. "Mind if I take a shower and change clothes before we leave?" With his usual smile, Xiao Lin didn't care whether this officer with a hard-to-read expression agreed or not, and he went into the basement bathroom alone.

"Officer Wu, why are you back today?" Xia Xue and Dan Qing were doing basic defense training on the side. At her personal insistence, Xiao Lin taught them some of the most basic fighting techniques, while Lian sometimes shared with them some knowledge and firearms skills she learned. For girls, knowing a bit about defense was always safer. What was unexpected was that these two women became dedicated to combat techniques as if they were tops that never stopped spinning, completely obsessed, astonishing Lian. As Xiao Lin would say, they had a knack for martial arts.

"I want to invite Dr. Xiao to come back for a case investigation. There are some questions I need to ask him."

"Oh, okay!" Xia Xue curiously sized up Wu Shuang. She seemed blatantly off, prompting Xia Xue to move to Lian's side. "Do you think something's wrong?"

Lian had already sensed something when Wu Shuang entered the basement, and from the few words Xiao Lin exchanged with her before going into the bathroom, it was obvious Xiao Lin knew she was coming and why. With her sharp eyes, she saw Wu Shuang was dressed in a uniform today, complete with a gun and handcuffs—totally different from how she usually appeared. She was here for business.

"Officer Wu, is Xiao Lin involved in any case?" Lian stepped forward to Wu Shuang, thinking it best to clarify, as Xiao Lin wasn't the type to share his crises with them.

"Nothing much, it's just asking Dr. Xiao back to assist with a case." Wu Shuang maintained her earlier tone, politely declining to answer Lian's question. The more Wu Shuang acted this way, the deeper Lian's doubts grew.

When Xiao Lin emerged from the bathroom, seeing a few women gathered around, the atmosphere became quite eerie. He wiped his hair with a towel, his torso bare. "Officer Wu, shall we go upstairs? Let me change my clothes, and we can leave."

"Sure." Wu Shuang was eager to leave, as the stares of those women were like they were about to eat her alive, terrifyingly intense.

"Lin!" Xia Xue called to Xiao Lin. "Are you hiding something from us?"

"You're overthinking it." Xiao Lin walked back and planted a kiss on Xia Xue's enticing lips. His dark eyes reflected her face as he cupped her face to deepen the kiss, as if to draw every bit of air from her, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Xia Xue felt as if she was about to collapse to the ground, her hands hooking around Xiao Lin's neck. "You're not lying to me?" She weakly stared into Xiao Lin's eyes, searching for the affirmation she wanted, but the latter turned to Wu Shuang.

"Hmm." Releasing Xia Xue, he stroked Lian's long hair. "Don't practice dancing with them. I'll ask Qing Yi if you're fooling around. Don't forget your body is different from others. If you want to live well, listen to me."

Lian nodded unconsciously, unable to pinpoint where Xiao Lin was wrong.

Sitting in Wu Shuang's dedicated off-road vehicle, with a click, silver handcuffs were fastened on Xiao Lin's hands. "Earlier inside, I gave you a favor. There are no others here, so I have to officially handle this." Wu Shuang hesitated for a long time but ultimately chose professional ethics. She knew Xiao Lin wouldn't run, so whether the handcuffs were on didn't really matter. "The bureau received a report saying you illegally bought and sold human organs and removed others' organs without their consent. There is evidence."

As the car bumped along the road, Xiao Lin's contemplative gaze fell on the metal around his wrist, feeling something indescribable in his heart, possibly sorrow or self-mockery, or a mix of many things, but all summarizing to his overconfidence. When faced with profit, how many people still care about family ties? The larger the profit, the lower the value of feelings.

"I can't help you this time." Seeing Xiao Lin not speaking, Wu Shuang couldn't help but turn to look at him. From her perspective, Xiao Lin seemed desolate, devoid of vitality. She wanted to comfort him but couldn't find suitable words. "I... I know you're trying to help Niu Niu, but, just..."

"Using the wrong method, right?" Xiao Lin completed Wu Shuang's sentence. He lifted his head, his eyes fixed on her profile as she drove. "From your perspective, maybe my methods were extreme, but from my medical viewpoint, I was saving lives, helping those who could live on. Why not let those who have died make some contribution after death?"

Wu Shuang didn't know how to argue against Xiao Lin's words; she perhaps never wanted to argue against him. "I just wanted to say you could have done it more discreetly; you should have been able to." When she said this, Wu Shuang felt a sense of depravity within herself. "What I mean is you shouldn't have been caught."

Xiao Lin didn't answer Wu Shuang's question, simply feeling there was no need to answer. It wasn't something he could avoid; when someone wants to push you to this point, running away isn't an option. The current outcome wasn't too bad; at least it was an active attack, so he just had to respond accordingly.

"Are you worried about me?" It was an attempt to ease the tension. The distance from the farm to the City Police Department was just over an hour, yet Wu Shuang took two hours, and Xiao Lin could easily sense Wu Shuang's inner conflict.

"You're overthinking it." With her intentions exposed, Wu Shuang deliberately pressed the gas pedal. "I just feel something is odd."

"What's odd?" Xiao Lin shifted his position, still slouched in the car seat.

"You say the surgery you performed on Dan Qing was a long time ago? On the day Zhang Teng died, you received the kidney source and simultaneously performed the surgery, right?" Though it sounded a bit convoluted, Xiao Lin cooperated by nodding. "The recording was made when he shot it. Why release this information so long after?"

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This woman isn't that dumb! Xiao Lin smiled. "Also, I'm just suspicious, okay? This person might have ulterior motives towards you. Zhang Teng is dead, Poison Dragon is dead, the Wang Family is now facing a predicament. I'm pondering the intent of the person who reported the case—whether it's targeting you or using you."

"Miss Wu, you have quite an imagination." Xiao Lin wanted to extend his hand, but the clinking of the chains reminded him that his hands were still shackled. "If it's meant to be, it's meant to be. If it's trouble, you can't escape it."

"You're quite optimistic, aren't you?" Wu Shuang glanced at Xiao Lin with annoyance. "Do you realize you've broken the law now? Even if you are someone from Dragon Soul, it won't help."

"I know. If you break the law, you go to jail! As long as the person is alive, it's alright." Xiao Lin spoke lightly, wondering what he had to worry about. "Can't be bothered with you." The SUV drove up to the City Police Department building and stopped at the entrance.

"Just take him straight to the interrogation room!" Wu Shuang instructed the police officer who came to receive them. "Inform Director Lin that the person has arrived; I'll go over shortly."

"Yes, Sister Shuang."

Xiao Lin got out of the car. This time entering the City Police Department felt different. Those who knew Xiao Lin couldn't help but whisper when they saw him come in this way; pointing fingers was inevitable. Naturally, Xiao Lin wouldn't care about this. His eyes searched for a forensic doctor, but he didn't see anyone in a White Robe.

"Is the forensic doctor not here?" Xiao Lin asked a young police officer ahead of him.

"The forensic doctor is on leave due to some family matter."

"Oh!" What a coincidence. He was taken to a spacious room equipped with all sorts of imaging equipment. The irregular triangular table was suitable for interrogations, allowing observers to watch the suspect's behavior from different angles. This table design was more practical than a rectangular or round table.

"Get in." The young officer pushed Xiao Lin from behind; of course, the treatment of a suspect wasn't going to be good. Xiao Lin sat on the longest side, leaving the other two sides for the police officers.

Wu Shuang arrived quickly. She got there shortly after Xiao Lin had sat down, dismissed the young officer, and sat across from Xiao Lin. "Be careful when you speak. Once the door closes, the recording will begin. Understand?"

"You're cheating!" Xiao Lin felt Wu Shuang was being overly nervous, and there was still one more person not present. "Who else are we waiting for?"

"Your case, Director Lin is personally handling it."

"Oh!" Xiao Lin made a long, drawn-out sound; so Lin Zhifang was handling it personally, meaning Hua Muyun had already made some moves. Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but hum.

"Hey, watch your attitude." Wu Shuang quietly warned Xiao Lin. It wasn't the time to act cool. This person really—she couldn't help but want to complain.

"Got it!" Xiao Lin didn't want to let Wu Shuang's good intentions go to waste. He sat upright in the chair, waiting for Lin Zhifang's arrival.

In the City Police Department's Director's office, Lin Zhifang was on an important call, sweat starting to form on his forehead again. Below sat a significant figure, and now the command on the other end of the line was even more challenging to handle.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, Secretary Hua, I will handle it according to your instructions. It's just..."

"Just what?" Hua Muyun lowered his voice in response to Lin Zhifang's hesitation. He had received the notification earlier that morning; Wu Shuang from the City Police Department had taken Xiao Lin away. He had resolutely issued the pre-prepared plan. Fortunately, Xiao Mu's actions hadn't exceeded their anticipated range. His focus was still on Zhang Teng's recording tape.

"The evidence in this case is conclusive. I'm afraid..."

"What kind of evidence can a single recording tape produce?" Hua Muyun asked harshly, frightening Lin Zhifang into wiping off sweat frantically.

"Yes, yes, I will manage it as best I can." After hastily ending the call, Lin Zhifang sat down heavily in his chair. After the sweat on his forehead receded, he sighed, stood up, put on his uniform, and walked out of the office door. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it with a recommendation or monthly ticket on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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