While I was keeping an eye on them, I called Director Cheng and briefly explained the progress so far. After listening, Director Cheng muttered, "If there is solid evidence, the judicial authorities can issue an arrest warrant for you."
I asked, "Director Cheng, can cursing someone to death constitute a crime?"
After a moment of silence, Director Cheng replied, "It's difficult. Modern law has to be based on science, but as you said, special circumstances call for special measures. If you can prove that the cursing did lead to the death, I'll handle the legal procedures afterwards."
He then added, "Actually I've been a policeman for almost forty years and have handled hundreds of cases. There really are some things in those cases that are hard to explain rationally. Personally, I believe your judgment."
I was extremely excited and said, "Thank you Director Cheng, I will definitely catch the perpetrator!"
Director Cheng exhorted, "You guys be very careful."
"I will!" Then I hung up the phone.
After a while, Wang Dali needed to use the bathroom. Huang Xiaotao mocked him for being lazy with too much waste in his body. Wang Dali shouted, "Damn, when you gotta go, you gotta go. It's not like I can control it."
This area was very desolate. The only bathroom was inside the factory, but we definitely could not go in there. I told him to find a small grove nearby to take care of business.
When Wang Dali was in the car, our desultory chat didn't feel awkward. But as soon as he left, I suddenly sensed a strange atmosphere in the car. It was just Huang Xiaotao and me, kind of like a lone man and woman, which inexplicably made me a bit nervous!
To cover up my nervousness, I started fiddling with the radio to see if there were any good programs to listen to. Huang Xiaotao was playing with the car's A/C vent, flipping it on and off, making monotonous noises while looking out the window.
Damn, how did it get so awkward!
Huang Xiaotao suddenly stopped flipping the A/C switch. She crooked her finger at me. "Come here!"
"Huh?"
She rolled her shoulders. "My shoulders are so sore. I probably slept funny last night. Help massage my shoulders, will you?"
"Oh!" I nodded.
Huang Xiaotao then leaned her body over, resting against me. My cheeks instantly burned hot. I placed my hands on her shoulders and started massaging lightly. Due to her job, Huang Xiaotao usually didn't wear makeup or perfume, but her body still exuded a faint, freshly picked jasmine-like scent, probably her natural feminine fragrance.
I reddened as I massaged her. Huang Xiaotao complained, "Hey, you didn't eat breakfast huh?"
"The leather jacket is too slippery. I can't put much strength into it." I explained.
"Fine, I'll take the jacket off then." She reached to unzip it.
"No!" I said nervously.
Huang Xiaotao looked at me in surprise, then laughed, "I gotta say, you really haven't been alone with a girl before, have you? That's why you're blushing so hard?"
I scratched my cheek awkwardly. I didn't really understand. I had no dating experience, but Huang Xiaotao hadn't had a boyfriend either, right? Was this just a personality difference?
By now, Huang Xiaotao had already taken off her jacket. Underneath she only wore a white t-shirt, perfectly outlining her curves: delicate, supple skin; well-proportioned arms; full, towering breasts; and a slender waistline - the perfect S-curve figure that would make any model envious.
She leaned her back over, very close, her back practically touching my chest. The jasmine scent grew stronger!
I put my hands on her shoulders again, massaging through the thin fabric. I could feel the warmth of her body. Huang Xiaotao's trapezius muscles were firm and resilient, maybe even more robust than mine. Her frequently exercised body was neither fat nor skinny, each part just right. Her skin was refined and elastic. Calling it a devilish figure would not be an exaggeration.
From my angle I happened to have a bird's eye view of her exposed snow-white cleavage and a deep cleavage line.
My face instantly burned all the way to my earlobes. My hands unconsciously increased force. Huang Xiaotao uttered an "Ow!" and said, "That feels so good, don't stop!"
"Hey...don't make sounds like that, okay?" I said awkwardly.
"What, shy?" She looked up at me, eyes laughing. "If you're like this, stuttering when talking to a girl, how will you ever get a girlfriend in the future?"
"None of your business!" I said curtly.
Huang Xiaotao laughed. "I gotta say, you really don't know how to sweet talk a girl."
Stung, my face grew even redder. I stammered, "Then I'll...I'll massage you often from now on."
After massaging for a while, Huang Xiaotao said, "That's enough, my shoulders don't hurt anymore. Okay, now let me massage you."
"I don't need it." I shook my head again and again.
"Turn around!" she ordered.
I obediently turned my back to her. I heard movement behind me - Huang Xiaotao had climbed onto the driver's seat. Then her entire chest pressed against my back, soft and warm. I felt all my blood instantly rush to my head.
She started massaging my shoulders, but my whole body was numb. It was as if all my nerves had gathered onto my back, involuntarily sensing that pair of warm, soft objects.
After finishing, she leaned down, hair ends brushing my neck, and asked gently, "Feel good?"
"Feels good!" I answered woodenly.
Huang Xiaotao sat back down and put her jacket back on, rolling her shoulders. "Ah, I feel much more refreshed now."
Then facing the rearview mirror, she tidied up and asked, "Do you think I look nicer with long hair?"
"Long hair is hard to take care of, right?" I stuttered a reply.
"You make a good point." Huang Xiaotao looked at me. "Why is your face still so red? When Wang Dali comes back, he'll think I did something to you!"
"..."
Suddenly a puff of hot air blew onto my cheek. I turned to look and was shocked to see Huang Xiaotao had brought her face close to mine. I hurriedly leaned back against the car door. "Wha-wha-what are you doing?"
"Wha-wha-what are you doing?" Huang Xiaotao imitated me, then laughed. "You're a guy, why are you so shy?"
"No, what exactly are you trying to do?" I asked very nervously. Huang Xiaotao's face was so close I could feel her warm breath on my face.
"Song Yang, I suddenly noticed your eyes are different from normal people's." Huang Xiaotao said seriously.
I possess the 'Cave Abyss Eyes'. Although usually concealed, if looked at carefully, my pupils are in three layers!
Huang Xiaotao kept pressing me against the car door. It was like a scene of a rogue harassing a lady, just flipped around. My heart raced faster and I started breathing hurriedly.
Huang Xiaotao chuckled and sat back down. "Alright, just teasing you. Your nervous look is so funny."
In the quiet car, I could clearly hear the frantic throbbing of my heart. Wait, it sounded like not just my heartbeat, but two people's!
I looked at Huang Xiaotao in surprise. Although her expression was calm, her fingers kept fidgeting with the A/C switch. Her micro-expressions gave her away - she was just as nervous as me!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."