Chapter 570: Midnight Chaos!

Lin Yuan hastily stepped back, embarrassed.

Yin Yirou also came to her senses, her pretty face turning slightly flushed.

She hastily tidied her long hair, then invited Lin Yuan into the safe house.

……

Over the next few days, Lin Yuan moved his personal clothes and other belongings into the safe house.

These days, Lin Yuan has been living in the safe house, constantly in contact with Yin Yirou.

Mu Lingxue quickly learned of this, frowned, thought it over, and indeed felt something was off.

A man and a woman living under the same roof inevitably invite awkwardness and gossip.

This made Mu Lingxue a little jealous.

But after thinking, she realized the most important thing now is to ensure Yin Yirou's safety.

Lin Yuan personally living together to protect her is indeed the safest way.

So Mu Lingxue didn't say anything more.

Mu Lingxue merely, in later case discussions, subtly reminded the two to mind their boundaries.

……

Days passed in this orderly fashion.

Lin Yuan's daily schedule was packed full:

In the morning, he first took Yin Yirou to the Public Security Bureau's Forensic Center to work, watching her safely enter the office building before driving to the Su Group to handle work.

In the evening, he would promptly appear at the Public Security Bureau's entrance to pick up Yin Yirou and return together to the safe house.

In the first few days, both were still somewhat reserved.

When together, they were mostly silent, and occasional conversation only revolved around topics like commuting safety and whether the surroundings were abnormal.

Each guarded their own personal boundaries, and so they coexisted peacefully.

But the longer they lived together, the deeper their contact naturally became.

Between Lin Yuan and Yin Yirou, their reserve gradually faded, adding a touch of everyday warmth.

Living together, Lin Yuan took charge of cooking, preparing dinner.

While Yin Yirou was responsible for helping Lin Yuan wash clothes and handle household chores.

Their division of labor was clear.

That night, after they finished dinner in the safe house.

Yin Yirou went into the bedroom first and began tidying up.

After finishing the chores, Yin Yirou was covered in a fragrant sweat.

She then went to the bathroom, closed the door, and started to shower.

Soon, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, warm steam seeping through the door crack and condensing into a thin layer of droplets on the floor.

Lin Yuan had also finished cleaning the kitchen. He sat on the sofa, scrolling his phone, replying to work messages.

Before he knew it, over half an hour had passed.

Lin Yuan suddenly felt a bloating in his lower abdomen, and the urge to urinate surged.

He instinctively stood up and headed toward the bathroom……

At that moment, Lin Yuan completely forgot that Yin Yirou was still in there showering.

During this period, their schedules mostly differed, so they rarely needed to share the bathroom.

Lin Yuan walked to the bathroom door and casually pushed open the ajar door.

With a soft 'bang,' the door was pushed open.

The moment he entered the bathroom, Lin Yuan froze……

The bathroom was filled with mist, hot water spraying down from the showerhead……

A stunningly beautiful, fair-skinned figure was showering in the bathroom……

Yin Yirou stood with her back to the door under the shower, her fair skin glowing with a faint pink hue in the steam, her graceful back and slender waist fully exposed to view.

Lin Yuan stared, dumbfounded.

Everything was in full view!

"Ah!" Yin Yirou was startled by the sudden opening of the door, panicked and turned around, seeing Lin Yuan at the doorway, and let out a startled scream.

And as she turned, Lin Yuan got an even clearer view……

Originally, Lin Yuan could only see a beautiful figure's back.

Now Yin Yirou turned, and Lin Yuan could see her front as well……

At this moment, Lin Yuan felt his nose suddenly heat up, and he uncontrollably started to bleed from the nose.

Yin Yirou instinctively covered her chest with her jade-like arm and a towel.

Her cheeks instantly reddened as if about to bleed, her eyes filled with panic and indignation.

Lin Yuan's mind went blank, and he stared for a full two seconds before reacting……

Lin Yuan's heart pounded 'thump-thump-thump' nonstop, blood rushing to his head.

Lin Yuan abruptly turned, covered his eyes with both hands, and practically stumbled back to outside the bathroom door.

"Bang!" Lin Yuan forcefully shut the door.

"Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to! I just came to use the toilet, I didn't know you were showering." Lin Yuan stood outside the bathroom door, apologizing embarrassedly.

After about ten or so minutes, the bathroom door was finally pulled open a crack.

Yin Yirou walked out wrapped in a thick towel.

Her wet hair clung to her shoulders, droplets sliding down the tips and soaking the towel's edges, her pretty face still as red as a ripe apple.

Yin Yirou's gaze dodged, not daring to look at Lin Yuan.

His voice was as thin as a mosquito: "I, I've finished washing... you can go in."

Upon hearing that, Lin Yuan finally straightened his body.

Lin Yuan didn't dare turn his head to look at her; he just nodded and gave a vague "Okay."

After Yin Yirou quickly walked into the bedroom and closed the door,

only then did Lin Yuan let out a breath and hurried into the bathroom.

But as Lin Yuan just reached the sink, his gaze unintentionally swept over the countertop.

His whole body stiffened again in an instant...

A few pieces of clothing Yin Yirou had just taken off were casually placed on the countertop.

A black stocking lay on the edge, its silky fabric shining in the light; beside it lay a lace-trimmed thong, the pink lace delicate and eye-catching.

Lin Yuan felt a bit embarrassed and quickly turned his head.

Yin Yirou, this woman, is really too careless.

She even dares to put such intimate personal clothing on the sink.

Isn't this meant to tempt someone?

Fortunately, Lin Yuan has strong self-control.

Lin Yuan tried to keep his gaze away from the sink, and after hastily finishing his business,

he quickly washed his hands at top speed and then hurried out of the bathroom.

That night, both of them slept especially uneasily.

In the bedroom, Yin Yirou clung to the quilt, her mind repeatedly replaying the scene of being seen...

Her cheeks burned hot, tossing and turning, unable to sleep;

In another guest room, Lin Yuan closed his eyes, his mind filled with images of Yin Yirou bathing.

After all, he's a man—who wouldn't think more?

However, Lin Yuan didn't dwell on it; he shook his head, dispelled the chaotic thoughts, and then fell asleep...

But as the days passed, the embarrassment from the bathing incident gradually faded...

It was replaced by the two growing more in sync with each other.

While living together, they also gradually grew closer through everyday trivialities.

The water heater in the Safe House occasionally malfunctioned.

Lin Yuan would roll up his sleeves to fix it.

Yin Yirou would stand beside him handing over tools; they were close enough to smell each other's scent.

Occasionally their arms would brush against each other unintentionally.

Yin Yirou's cheeks would instantly redden, and she would hastily pull away;

Yin Yirou, pressured by being hunted by the Thunder Tiger Sect, often suffered insomnia at night, tossing and turning unable to sleep.

After Lin Yuan learned of this, he suggested using Chinese medical massage to help her relax her nerves.

His technique was professional and gentle; his fingertips landed on the shoulder-neck acupoints, bringing a warm sensation.

Yin Yirou leaned against the headboard, able to clearly hear her own heartbeat growing faster.

Her originally tense nerves gradually relaxed, and she would fall asleep without realizing it.

Later on, Yin Yirou would even, when feeling fearful in the dead of night, quietly go to the neighboring guest room.

She would gently push open the door, then proactively lie down on Lin Yuan's bed.

And sleep while holding Lin Yuan.

The next morning, Lin Yuan woke up, startled.

He found himself actually holding Yin Yirou?

Yin Yirou's pretty face flushed red, she flusteredly explained, "Sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just that I can't sleep at night, I keep having nightmares... so I lay beside you. Lying in your arms makes me feel much more at ease..."

What she said was also true.

Lin Yuan felt helpless.

It wasn't good to blame her further.

He could only remind Yin Yirou that men and women should not be intimate; from now on, they couldn't sleep together anymore.

Yin Yirou nervously nodded,.

Ambiguous feelings... quietly sprouted in these subtle interactions.

The days Yin Yirou and Lin Yuan lived together greatly increased her favorability toward him.

But Yin Yirou dared not voice it.

She hid this feeling under restraint.

And these few days.

Lin Yuan's vigilance never relaxed.

As the time they lived together lengthened, he always felt something was off.

Since the remnants of the Thunder Tiger Sect could precisely grasp their previous movements, there was no reason they couldn't find the Safe House after so long.

This unease... made Lin Yuan increasingly cautious.

Every night, after Yin Yirou fell asleep,

Lin Yuan would quietly get up, put on his coat, leave the Safe House, and patrol the residential complex once.

The complex at night was especially quiet, only the streetlights casting dim yellow shadows, occasionally hearing a few insect chirps.

Lin Yuan's light footsteps weaved between the buildings, his sharp gaze scanning every hidden corner, checking for possible dangers.

After several patrols, although no obvious abnormality was found...

But the feeling of being watched lingered in his heart.

Lin Yuan felt that, in the dark, someone seemed to be constantly staring at him?

What surprised Lin Yuan was that, one night after returning from a late-night patrol, he had just reached the door of the Safe House.

He saw that a small night-light was still on in the living room.

Yin Yirou stood at the doorway in her pajamas, holding a cup of hot milk, her eyes showing a hint of worry: "It's cold outside; drink something hot to warm yourself."

Lin Yuan froze, looking at the hot milk she handed over; his fingertips touched the warm cup, and a wave of warmth instantly spread from his fingertips to his heart.

Lin Yuan took the milk and whispered, "Thank you."

……

Late night, the outskirts of Hangcheng.

Inside an abandoned underground warehouse, however, lay a chilling, killing aura.

Deep in the warehouse there was no lighting at all; only a few dim emergency lights hung on the rusted steel frames.

The light cast mottled shadows, elongating the silhouettes of a group of black-clad masked figures.

They all wore uniform black combat outfits, their faces covered with black masks, revealing only pairs of eyes that glinted with cold light.

They stood neatly in two rows, solemn expressions, their gazes in unison fixed on the figure standing at the front.

That was their leader, his stature taller and more upright than the others.

The leader exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Is the location of the Safe House confirmed?" the leader finally spoke, his voice muffled by the mask, low and hoarse, carrying undeniable authority.

The masked man at the front stepped forward, bowed, and replied: "Reporting to the leader, we have verified the location three times; it is absolutely correct. It's on the first floor of an old, run-down residential building near the mall in Xi Hu District. Our people have been staking it out for three days straight with no deviation."

"Have you scouted the surroundings?" the leader asked again.

The leader's fingertips lightly tapped the steel pipe at his side, producing a "duk-duk" sound that was especially sharp in the silent warehouse.

"We have." The masked man continued his report: "The residential area has plainclothes police sentries, but they are few and not very alert; we have already plotted a route to avoid them. The interior layout of the Safe House is still unclear, but from observation, Lin Yuan and the female forensic doctor Yin Yirou spend every night inside, never leaving midway."

The leader gave a slight nod, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes: "So you're saying that Lin Yuan and the female forensic doctor Yin Yirou are inside the Safe House right now?"

"Yes, leader. Our people just reported back that the two have returned to the Safe House and haven't come out since."

"Good!" the leader clenched his fist, the steel pipe emitting a faint deformation sound as he gripped it, "Perfect—saves us the trouble. Since they're both there, let's wipe them out in one sweep tonight!"

As his words fell, the leader slammed the steel pipe in his hand onto the ground@!

"Clang@!" a loud bang rang out, making the ground tremble slightly.

"Everyone, hear the order: depart in half an hour, infiltrate the residential area along the planned route, target the Safe House! Remember, prioritize taking down Lin Yuan and capture Yin Yirou alive! Act fast, precise, ruthless—no mistakes allowed!"

"Yes!" all the masked men replied in unison! Their voices were loud, filled with resolute ruthlessness.