I stared in shock at the photo in the upper right corner of her ID card.
A torrent of thoughts raced through my mind.
Although I was already about 80% certain, I still couldn’t believe that a respectable woman of status and wealth could be a sex slave, lower than a prostitute: “This…” “This isn’t photoshopped, don’t worry.” Zhao Dahai, afraid I’d argue again, immediately exited the image search and scrolled down to reveal Xue Jiayi, the beautiful professor at Handong University, with her complete information.
Writing this, my pen paused again.
I shook my head and smiled bitterly.
Looking back, it still had a profound impact on my worldview.
The information was incredibly detailed, from height and measurements to marital and family status—everything was included.
The further down I scrolled, the more shocking the information became.
Sensitive point: Clitoris.
(Currently preparing for clitoral circumcision surgery.
After the surgery, she will wear her wedding ring.) Physical development level: 100%.
(All her vaginas have been used by men; she has masochistic tendencies.) Discipline Level: 100%.
(Accepts threesomes and group sex.) Bitch Attributes: Public sex toy.
(Acceptable for Diamond-level member training.) Note: A serious warning to other members: When training any bitch, you must not harm her body or mind.
Any violation will be your own responsibility.
However, what I least expected was the last message.
Bitch Owner: Sister-in-law Niu (female) When I saw the name Sister-in-law Niu, I immediately thought of my mother’s neighbor, Niu Hongxia, that vulgar and shrewish woman.
“How about that, exciting, right!” “I’m planning to recharge 5 million and become a diamond member of the Black Spade Club.” Da Hai excitedly rubbed his hands together, raising an eyebrow at me: “Wen Zi, 5 million is a bit much for you, but it’s not like you can’t afford it.
How about we go together?” Although he didn’t finish his sentence, I knew what he meant, and decisively shook my head: “Da Hai, you have Ning Wei, isn’t that enough?
Are you going to mess around outside?” Hearing me mention his wife, Da Hai’s face fell.
He tossed aside the mouse, lit a cigarette, took a satisfying drag, and then turned to look at me: “Wen Zi, every family has its own problems.
Besides, don’t all men like their wives to be independent?” “Like a concubine, or better yet, a stolen one, is that the old saying?” Seeing I was about to try and dissuade him again, he waved his hand, “Let me finish.” “This brothel has a branch in Handong.
I’m paying this money to better gather evidence of their crimes.
Then I’ll lead my men and take them all down.” “This incredible achievement will all go to me.
Then who will dare laugh at me, Zhao Dahai, for being a deputy bureau chief who climbed up the ranks by relying on family protection?” “You can investigate, gain merit, and have a great time—such a good thing doesn’t come often.” If I could have foreseen the future, I would have strongly advised Dahai against this seemingly clever, but actually utterly foolish, choice.
Unfortunately, I’m just an ordinary person, without any superpowers to foresee the future.
That night, listening to his earnest words and thinking about his powerful family, I simply assumed this third-generation official wanted to prove his abilities by taking down a trivial brothel.
“Since you’ve already decided to come, Dahai, I won’t say much more.
I can only wish you success.” I was about to leave after saying that, but then I remembered something and looked at Dahai with a serious expression, asking, “Dahai, I feel that the drug dealer who suddenly appeared at my father-in-law’s birthday banquet today is definitely involved in something unusual.
Is there any information you can share with me?” Dahai, who was about to continue browsing pornographic websites, slapped his forehead and grinned at me, “Wenzi, you’re the one who’s capable of great things!
I was so busy looking at this stuff that I forgot what I wanted to tell you.” “That drug dealer is a complete lunatic, and the drug information Li Wuyong received was fake.
However, we found a spade tattoo on him.” “Spade, you mean…” I immediately realized that the drug dealer must be connected to the so-called Spade Society that Dahai mentioned.
Seeing that I understood his meaning, Da Hai nodded seriously.
“This Black Spade Society is definitely not as simple as it seems, a brothel.
I suspect it might also be involved in drug trafficking, even murder.” “Given my sensitivity to these things, I feel there’s a force behind it all, possibly targeting Aunt Yue or Uncle Shen.” “Then investigating them won’t be too dangerous for you.” My childhood friend is very loyal, and his friendship is impeccable.
The only downside is that he’s never experienced any setbacks.
Graduating from a second-rate university, he’s already a deputy director of a frontline police station.
Everything has gone too smoothly for him.
He might be able to grasp the key to some problems, but beyond that, his abilities are truly lacking, even laughable.
Seeing my worried expression, Da Hai scoffed, “This is China.
How can a lawless club like theirs last?” “Now that I’ve discovered this Black Spade Society, I can not only get a huge share of the credit, but I won’t be personally going to arrest any criminals.
Besides, I’m just a member for now; they won’t suspect me.” At that moment, Da Hai’s face radiated confidence, a broad smile.
I assumed his family could help…
He resolved everything, and after a moment’s thought, he voiced the question that had been nagging at me: “Dahai, aren’t we brothers?” Dahai, still browsing the Black Spade website, gave me a surprised look: “Wenzi, just say what’s on your mind.
Why all this pretense?
I’ll definitely help if I can, and if I can’t, well, I can’t help you.” I patted him on the shoulder, and the thought of that damned black guy Nick kissing and groping my mother in the hotel auditorium filled me with rage.
The thought of him possibly having an affair with my mother-in-law—after all, a beautiful, seductive adoptive mother, a tall, strong black adopted son, and my father-in-law in the hospital—it was like dry tinder meeting a raging fire… Thinking this, my resolve hardened.
Even for Xidong’s sake, I couldn’t let that black guy get away with it.
I smiled at Dahai.
“It’s nothing serious.
Help me take care of someone, preferably ruin his reputation, and get him deported.” “Who?” Dahai scratched his head, confused.
“Nick.” Hearing me mention my wife’s brother’s name, Dahai suddenly stopped scratching his head.
“Why?
Did he cheat on you?” Hearing Dahai’s next words, I almost slapped him.
I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes at him: “Stop looking at those rubbish websites!
What are you thinking?
No way!!” “I’m telling you, that bastard actually tried to seize my father-in-law’s business.
Shouldn’t this ungrateful wretch be kicked out?” That night, to protect my mother and mother-in-law’s reputation, I didn’t tell Dahai the truth.
After thinking for a moment, I gave him a plausible excuse.
At this point in my recollection, my pen paused, and I let out another long sigh.
Things rarely go as you expect.
From that night on, I was gradually led into an irreversible abyss.
That night, the righteous Dahai, hearing my words, snorted coldly along with me, patting his chest and assuring me, “Wenzi, don’t worry, it’s just a little black guy.
I have plenty of ways to get him out of Handong.” At the time, I hadn’t realized that Dahai’s words had angered Nick, leading to a humiliating and terrible retaliation.
That night, I laughed and patted Dahai on the shoulder again, “Come on, let’s go for a drink.
What’s the point of looking at this?”