Chapter 7: Tearing Off the Hem of Her Skirt

  Qin Yan slowly opened the car door and got out, then slowly opened the rear door, staring at the half-drunk beauty, saying word by word: "This game is not fun at all."

  "Really?"

  The beauty's face no longer showed any sign of intoxication, she opened a pair of autumn water-like big eyes, and coldly said while getting out of the car: "Colluding with criminals is not fun either, it can be fatal."

  "What nonsense are you talking about?!" Qin Yan angrily said.

  "In the past three months, at least five female students of Soochow University have been drugged and raped, not including those who are afraid to speak out for fear of damaging their reputation."

  A pair of bright silver handcuffs appeared on the beautiful woman's right hand, and she stared at Qin Yan with a cold voice: "The Lavender Bar is located opposite Su Ying College, and business has always been very good. I'm curious, why would the previous owner of such a profitable bar sell it? And those two thugs were about to be caught by me with evidence, why did you suddenly appear and ruin my plan? So, I have reason to believe that the former owner of Lavender was coerced into selling, and the new owner's background is not clean, taking advantage of the owner's identity to do some illegal things."

  It has to be said that a woman's beauty or ugliness is largely related to the viewer's likes and dislikes.

  Previously, this woman was given a high score of 90 points by Qin Yan, but now this score has plummeted.

  Can beautiful policewomen add points?

  Wrong!

  It's precisely because she is a police officer that this kind of poor judgment is all the more unacceptable: if all police officers were like her, how many people would be wrongly killed every day?

  Of course, this is his personal understanding. In fact, Lin Ling is not as unbearable as he imagined. The reason why he made a wrong judgment...

  From an objective point of view, her analysis makes some sense. After all, the previous boss had no reason to transfer ownership of such a profitable bar.

  Secondly, she is more angry!

  Not long ago, a female student from Suzhou University reported a case. In the subsequent investigation, she found that the number of girls who had been drugged was far more than one, but most of them did not report to the police for various reasons. The case involved several university students on campus, which is absolutely a major case. After preliminary investigation and investigation, she decided to take action personally and catch the criminals, what's the result?

  She pretended to be drunk and fell down to create an opportunity for the criminals, waiting for them to administer the drug before immediately catching them, but unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaowen appeared halfway.

  Even the wine used as evidence was poured into the belly of the golden-haired rogue, ruining the entire plan. It's easy to imagine how angry she must have been.

  "There's something wrong with your brain, I don't have time to play with you." Qin Yan gave her a cold glance and turned around to leave.

  Crack!

  A familiar sound came from behind, it was the collision sound of pulling a gun.

  "Now you've got another charge of insulting a police officer, and if you take one more step forward, I guarantee your head will be blown off. For a repeat offender trying to resist arrest, shooting you dead wouldn't be excessive." Lin Ling's voice was cold, just like the 92-style police pistol in her hand.

  "There's no one here." Qin Yan sighed.

  "I'm not a person who takes revenge, and we don't have any personal vendettas. Even if no one is around, I won't abuse my power to use private punishment, on the condition that you put on the handcuffs obediently."

  "What I'm saying is, there's no one around, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

  "Kill me? You? Kill me?"

  She seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world: a guy with no weapon, at a distance of more than eight meters, wanted to kill a police officer holding a gun with extremely accurate marksmanship. This was simply the most ridiculous joke in the world. Did he think he was Iron Man or Superman?

  Qin Yan said this and ignored the madwoman, walking towards the city.

  "Halt!"

  “……”

  "If you don't stand still, I'll really shoot!"

  “……”

  "Bastard!"

  Lin Ling was thoroughly enraged, but she hadn't completely lost her mind. The muzzle shifted downward, pointing at Qin Yan's calf, ready to pull the trigger.

  Suddenly!

  Just as she was about to pull the trigger, Qin Yan, who had been walking away from her with his back turned, suddenly turned around and sprinted towards her in a strange curved line, his speed completely exceeding her reaction limit, like a ghostly shadow emerging from the dim light of night.

  Hurry!

  Unbelievably fast!

  When Lin Ling came back to her senses from the shock, she only felt that her right hand was light, and the Type 92 pistol had flown away. The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of her head.

  It was almost a conditioned reflex, a layer of fine cold sweat oozed out from her back, all of which completely overturned her thinking.

  Isn't he the boss of a small bar?

  Even someone from the underworld couldn't possibly have such astonishing martial arts skills?

  Or perhaps this kind of skill is simply beyond human capabilities!

  She firmly believed that just now when the opponent was approaching quickly, even if she didn't lose her composure due to surprise, it would still be impossible to hit even if she fired a shot!

  She had heard people say that there were indeed people who could dodge gunfire, but in reality, she had never seen one before. At least this kind of person was not something the local small-time hooligans of Pingjiang could handle. Just based on this point alone, it could be determined that this disgusting and sloppy man had nothing to do with this case.

  At this time, she cannot compromise!

  Not because of official business, but for self-respect. If I were to say now that 'this case has nothing to do with you', wouldn't it be equivalent to slapping myself in the face after pretending to be drunk and drawing a gun earlier?

  "Fire if you have the guts! Fire!"

  Since childhood, she was the darling of her parents. During school days, she was an excellent student in the eyes of teachers and the object of pursuit for countless boys. In the police force, she is also known as the "Iron Blood Police Flower". At just 24 years old, she took on the role of city criminal police detachment leader, and is even one of the youngest police officers in the entire province.

  Her self-esteem and pride had always been high on the pyramid, so she couldn't compromise, let alone with someone who was a suspect just a moment ago.

  Lin Ling turned around in a rage, and the muzzle of the gun that was originally pointing at the back of his head was now aimed at his forehead.

  But what happened next was again beyond her comprehension.

  Qin Yan glanced at her and withdrew his right hand holding the gun, his hands jumping like a phantom, in less than three seconds, the 92-style pistol was disassembled into parts scattered on the ground.

  Disassembling a gun is easy, every policeman must learn the basic structure of the gun before learning to shoot, which includes disassembling the gun.

  But!

  In less than three seconds, the 92-style police pistol was disassembled, a speed that Lin Ling couldn't imagine!

  As the captain of the municipal police team, her mastery of firearms is superb, with a record of disassembling and reassembling a Type 92 pistol in just over four seconds. Although the difference between four seconds and less than three seconds may not seem like much, it's like the 100-meter dash - even though many people have broken the 10-second barrier over the years, no one has ever broken the 9-second barrier.

  The most absurd thing is that during Qin Yan's disassembly of the gun, he stared at her all the time, which means he didn't look at the handgun, it was equivalent to disassembling the gun with his eyes closed.

  Lin Ling felt her heart racing: her 92-style disassembly speed was four seconds, more than a second slower than the opponent. If it were blindfolded disassembly, this number would be at least two seconds longer, so the opponent was almost twice as fast as her, was he still human?

  "Bored."

  After throwing a pile of parts on the ground, Qin Yan walked into the night again.

  Shock lasted for several seconds, followed by even more intense anger.

  She's always been the best, always been the center of attention, but today she was hit one after another: first, someone took her gun and pointed it at her head from over 8 meters away, then in just three seconds, they disassembled her Type 92 into a pile of parts. Her pride and self-esteem collapsed, driving her into furious madness.

  We can't let that bastard get away easily!

  "Damn it! Get back here!"

  “……”

  "Damn it!"

  As Qin Yan remained silent and quickened his pace, Lin Ling discovered that her skirt was a problem: she was wearing a one-step skirt, similar to the professional skirts often worn by female white-collar workers. Due to its narrow hem, it restricted movement, making it impossible for her to kick her legs or even take larger strides.

  Hiss!

  Suddenly hearing a tearing sound from behind, Qin Yan, who had already walked out for more than ten meters, curiously turned his head and saw a blood-boiling scene.

  Only Lin Daijia's face was tight, her lips pursed as if she had made up her mind, and with a sudden movement, she grasped the edge of her skirt on the outside of her right leg and tore it open, creating a large slit.

  Perhaps the force used was too great and uncontrollable, the torn opening along the suture line almost extended to the waist. As a result, the highest point of the black silk stockings, which was not even up to the root of the thigh, could no longer cover that patch of white tender flesh, and the entire snowy white section from the root of the thigh to the waist fell into Qin Yan's line of sight.

  "Are you intentionally tearing your clothes to frame me for being rude?" Qin Yan stared at the snow-white fabric, finding it hard to shift his gaze away.

  "Get lost!"

  Lin Ling slightly lifted her leg forward, using force to tap the heel of her shoe on the ground, repeating the action with both feet once each. The high-heeled shoes immediately broke and became flat-soled.

  Without the constraints of her skirt and high heels, a fierce glint flashed in her eyes as she charged towards Qin Yan like the wind, using a charging fist.

  No!

  Perhaps to outsiders, this is just the most basic punch, but in Qin Yan's eyes, it immediately reveals the door, which is clearly the 'half-step collapse fist' known for its ferocity, speed and agility.

  From the moment Qin Yan snatched the gun, Lin Ling knew he was a master, so she tore open her skirt and kicked off her high heels. Only in an unbound state could she have the possibility of defeating her opponent. At the same time, she used all her strength from the start, but unfortunately, she still underestimated her opponent.

  "Beauty, be gentle."

  Scoffing laughter echoed in her ears, she was shocked to find that the target had disappeared, and the opponent had avoided her swift attack by taking strange steps like a ghost and circled around behind her.

  The iron-blooded policewoman was not vainly named, ordinary people couldn't even change their moves in time, but she twisted her body in the flash of lightning and came up with a spinning kick.

  The wind sways the lotus leaf legs!

  Twelfth Road Tan Tui is famous for its legwork, emphasizing speed, ruthlessness and accuracy. The angle of the kick is extremely precise, and in theory, with this kicking angle and a close distance between opponents, it's impossible to dodge except by hard blocking.

  The ultimate martial art is speed, nothing can defeat it.

  To a certain extent, speed is the first key to fighting, and being fast can seize the initiative.