Chapter 17 Solution
At this time, the flow of people on the street was no longer as bustling as when they came. Under the dim street lights, Zheng Wenjie helped Duan Jingya walk towards the white car.

Zheng Wenjie greeted the driver, who immediately got out to help. The driver was a middle-aged man. He opened the door for the two of them, and then Zheng Wenjie carefully helped Duan Jingya get into the car. He watched Duan Jingya leaning on the seat, breathing slightly, with a dazed look in her eyes.

Standing outside the car, Zheng Wenjie had roughly guessed Wu Qi's intention. Although Duan Jingya looked drunk, she was different from being really drunk.

Wu Qi must have put some aphrodisiacs like "I Love a Chai" in the tea. But Zheng Wenjie still didn't understand Wu Qi's purpose. What benefit could he get from drugging Duan Jingya and himself?
Zheng Wenjie glanced at the driver beside him. The driver was breathing rapidly, his lips tightly closed, his left hand was still rubbing his trouser leg, and he didn't dare to look directly at him, but only stared at Wanghualou.

Zheng Wenjie was too lazy to investigate further. It was obvious that the driver and Wu Qi were in cahoots.

He held the driver and felt the driver's body tremble with fear. He pretended to be dizzy and said, "I feel so dizzy."

"Ah, sir, please get in the car first. Take a rest first, and we will leave when Section Chief Wu gets off." The driver said as he opened the car door that had just been closed.

Zheng Wenjie got into the car, gently pushed Duan Jingya inside, and sat in the car himself.

The driver quickly closed the car door, visibly relaxed his body, and waited quietly for Wu Qi.

After a while, Zheng Wenjie felt Duan Jingya leaning towards him, her red cheeks resting on his shoulder, looking at him with a dazed look and smiling foolishly.

Feeling Duan Hongmei's slightly heavy breathing, Zheng Wenjie couldn't help but reach out and touch Duan Hongmei's face. The touch was smooth and delicate, and the warm and soft touch made Zheng Wenjie a little reluctant to let it go.

Duan Hongmei closed her eyes and rubbed her palm like a cat. Zheng Wenjie pinched her face before letting go.

Feeling that the thing she relied on was gone, Duan Jingya frowned, tilted her head and rubbed Zheng Wenjie's shoulder.

Zheng Wenjie looked out the window and saw the driver approaching Wu Qi who had just come out of Wanghua Building. He was talking to Wu Qi who was standing not far away. Zheng Wenjie was too lazy to concentrate on listening to their conversation. He would naturally know what Wu Qi wanted to do in a while.

Seeing the two people walking towards the car, Zheng Wenjie leaned sideways, stroked Duan Hongmei's face with his right hand, buried his head in Duan Hongmei's hair, and smelled the scent of rouge.

Wu Qi sat in the passenger seat and glanced expressionlessly at the man and woman behind him, then leaned over and took the pistol from Zheng Wenjie's waist, played with it in his hand, motioned to the driver to drive, and relaxed in the seat, with an involuntary smile on his face.

The driver had worked for the Qin family for several years and could be considered an elder of the family. Originally, Wu Qi thought that the driver was quite loyal to the Qin family, but after giving him a little more money and arresting the driver's gambler brother and threatening him a few times at the police station, the driver began to cooperate with him obediently. In the previous few times, he was able to stay at the Qin family and be intimate with Duan Jingya only with the help of the driver's cover.

Wu Qi knew that the driver was as scared as he was, and didn't want to live in fear all the time. He also wanted to escape the predicament caused by his momentary misstep. There was no way to escape the reality, and for the sake of his own life, he had no choice but to face the problem together and solve it together.

Wu Qi had no intention of letting the driver off. Since he had decided to cover up the matter, he had to resolve it thoroughly without leaving any future troubles. Everything had to be done tonight.

They were silent all the way, with only the sound of intertwined breathing coming from the back seat. Wu Qi turned his head and saw the two of them rubbing their ears and kissing each other, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"Drive faster!" Wu Qi urged coldly.

The driver nodded nervously, the sweat from his palms making the smooth steering wheel a little slippery.

The car gradually slowed down and drove into the courtyard of a darkened small western-style building. After parking the car, the driver stroked the steering wheel and looked at Wu Qi.

Wu Qi observed the surroundings and confirmed that it was as the driver said before he directed the driver to get out of the car and open the door of the small western-style building. He opened the back door himself, pulled the two people apart, grabbed Zheng Wenjie's arms tightly and pulled Zheng Wenjie's upper body out of the car.

Wu Qi looked at Zheng Wenjie, who was breathing heavily with his eyes closed, and said, "Brother, this is only your bad luck. I've touched you and kissed you, and I'll let you have fun in bed later. I've let you enjoy this beauty. Remember to thank me in hell." After the driver opened the door of the small building, he ran over and hugged Zheng Wenjie's legs. The two of them worked together to lift Zheng Wenjie into the small building, slowly went up the stairs, and threw Zheng Wenjie on the soft bed.

After the two of them left, Zheng Wenjie got out of bed and stretched his limbs. The darkness did not affect Zheng Wenjie's vision at all. He looked around. The decoration and layout of the bedroom were quite modern. There was also a painting hanging on the light yellow wall. The painting showed Duan Jingya wearing a wedding dress. This should be Duan Jingya's bedroom.

If his guess was correct, Wu Qi's target should be Duan Jingya. Combined with the way Duan Jingya looked at Wu Qi several times in the theater and Duan Jingya's identity, Zheng Wenjie understood that the two of them must be having an affair. Wu Qi must have felt that the affair between them was about to be exposed, so he asked him to take the blame.

Zheng Wenjie stood behind the door and waited quietly for the two to carry Duan Jingya upstairs. It was obvious that the drug was taking effect on Duan Jingya, and her petite body was struggling constantly, making a lot of noise as she climbed the stairs.

Wu Qi and the driver panted and threw Duan Jingya onto the bed. Just as Wu Qi was about to take a breath, the driver exclaimed, "Captain Wu, the policeman is gone!"

Wu Qi looked at the big bed. In the dim black, only Duan Hongmei, who had just been thrown on the bed, was rubbing against the bed. Wu Qi panted and said, "Look for him. He was drugged and can't run away."

Just as he finished speaking, a cold hand grasped his jaw. Under the horrified gaze of the driver who was sitting on the ground, Wu Qi felt a chill on his neck and the strength in his body drained away like water.

His limbs struggled in pain, and bubbling sounds came out of his mouth, until his limbs fell limply and were thrown to the ground by Zheng Wenjie.

"No, no, don't come over here. It has nothing to do with me. I was forced to do it. Let me go, please let me go." The driver backed away in fear, supporting himself on the floor.

Zheng Wenjie didn't say anything. His stiff face twitched a few times. It seemed as if there was endless power in his body, making him very happy.

Ignoring the driver's pleas and struggles, the beast forcibly controlled the driver, who was trembling and limp from fear, and bit into the driver's neck with its snow-white, crystal-clear fangs until the driver's body temperature gradually turned cold.

Zheng Wenjie excitedly performed a tap dance on the spot.

The feeling of being full and satisfied is intoxicating.

Ignoring Duan Jingya who kept rubbing herself on the bed and moaning, Zheng Wenjie dragged the two bodies to the courtyard one by one.

Seeing the courtyard gate that was open when he came, Zheng Wenjie walked forward to close the iron gate, returned to the courtyard, and looked at the two bodies stacked together.

Zheng Wenjie threw his police uniform and leather boots on the corpse, leaving only a pair of white shorts on his body. He no longer needed to be a policeman. The leader who assigned him the task fell in front of him, so the task was naturally accomplished.

Zheng Wenjie touched the fangs in his mouth, and flames leaped out from his upper body, spraying flames at the corpse, illuminating the surroundings.

Zheng Wenjie controlled the flames to prevent them from spreading and only burned the corpses. He did not dissipate the flames until the two corpses turned into ashes until he waved his hand.

Looking at the crescent moon in the sky, Zheng Wenjie resisted the urge to roar, retracted his fangs, and his heartbeat began to resume.

The winter night did not make Zheng Wenjie, who was only wearing shorts, feel cold, but instead made him feel a little hot.

Zheng Wenjie couldn't help but think of Duan Hongmei's skin that felt like warm jade. He couldn't help but look towards the small western-style building. Thinking of Duan Hongmei's moans, he gave up the idea of ​​leaving and strode back to the small western-style building.

Zheng Wenjie was just afraid that he would be regarded as a pervert if he returned to Dingxianglou in his underpants.

(End of this chapter)