The Police Are Here

The police dispatched three police officers, two men and one woman.

The three of them drove into the villa area. An Cui, a female police officer intern in the back seat, looked around. "Anyone who could live in this place are either rich or powerful," she gossiped. "Do you think it's possible that a some rich husband has installed a bug in the house to prevent his wife from cheating on him?"

After all, it was common for rich people to involve old husbands and young wives. Therefore, the police would occasionally come into contact with such strange cases.

"What's the biggest taboo for a police officer?" Officer Hou, the senior police officer who was leading the team today, coughed twice and them.

The other trainee police officer who was driving had opened his mouth to answer, but as soon as Officer Hou said that, he immediately shrank back. His eyes shot back straight ahead to the road, and he remained silent.

An Cui returned to her seat, a little embarrassed. "Preconceived notions are the number one enemy," she replied carefully.

"Since you clearly know that, don't speculate about the social relations of the person who reported the case, as well as the cause and effect of the case, before you uncover the truth."

The two of them obediently fell silent.

The car arrived at the place. Before the three of them could ring the doorbell, the door of the villa opened, and a young girl came out to greet them. The moment they saw the girl, their eyes lit up.

Today, in order to cover the wound on her knees, Luo Ying had deliberately selected a ginger-yellow long dress. Against her jade-white skin, her entire body seemed to glow. When they got closer, they realized that she was not only fair, but she also had particularly delicate facial features, a slender figure, and an outstanding temperament. Even with only light makeup on, she was still an eye-catching beauty.

"You guys are finally here." Luo Ying pretended to be faint and covered her heart with her hand. "You have no idea how scared I was when I saw the bug."

Officer Hou followed her in. He looked around and asked, "Are you the only one at home now?"

"No," Luo Ying replied. "My husband is also at home. Also with us is our housekeeper, Zhang, our chef, Old Chen, and our driver, Old Wu.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Zhao appeared at the door. Luo Ying's eyes lit up, and she pointed at him and introduced him to the three of them. "He's my husband. His name is Lu Zhao."

The three of them looked up, and their eyes lit up again. They had not expected the caller to be so beautiful. Her husband was also a man of striking appearance. The two of them stood together to create a beautiful picture, and they were a good match. They even lived in this big villa.

This comparison, this gap between their status, made the three police officers couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Officer Hou was the first to snap back to his senses. He held Lu Zhao's outstretched hand and said, "Hello, I'm Hou. I'm a police officer from the Nanshan branch. Are you the husband of the person who reported the case, Ms. Luo?"

Lu Zhao glanced at Luo Ying and saw that she was all smiles. Not only did she not refute him, but she even nodded proudly. He stuck his tongue out of his cheek and replied, "Yes, I'm her husband." When the word "husband" came out from the tip of his tongue, it almost tasted bitter. He paused for a moment. "My name is Lu Zhao."

His slight abnormality didn't escape Officer Hou's experienced eyes. His eyes flashed, but his expression remained unchanged. He began his routine line of inquiry. "Then, Ms. Luo, where did you find the bug?"

Luo Ying raised her hand. "In one of my bags."

"Where is the bag now?"

"It's still in my room." Luo Ying took them to the second floor and into the master bedroom. "After I found the bug, I was so scared that I left my bag there. I didn't dare to remain in the room."

She opened the door and they were greeted by a spacious room with a two-meter-wide, comfortable-looking bed. Officer Hou glanced at the bed, then at the various decorations in the room. He concluded that Ms. Luo was the only one living in the room.

All sorts of speculations flashed through his mind, but he was suddenly interrupted by a cry of surprise from behind.

An Cui covered her mouth in embarrassment. It had not been her fault. Luo Ying's cloakroom was far too gorgeous. It took up a space of about twenty to thirty square-meters. Various branded clothes, gowns, bags, and jewelry were displayed in different glass cabinets. It didn't look like a cloakroom, but a small exhibition hall full of jewels.

She had only seen such a scene on TV. Which girl wouldn't want to have such a cloakroom?