Chapter 13: Police and Citizens Cooperating—Is That Too Much?

Considering the durability of domestic car windows, Yu Dazhang decisively abandoned this risky idea.

If one punch doesn’t shatter the window, you’re in for serious trouble.

His only option now was to use Qu Tuotuo to buy time while searching for the right moment to get inside the car.

Once he got inside, he had plenty of ways to subdue the suspect.

“If you’ve got something to say, say it—don’t pull me.”

Qu Tuotuo failed to break free again; her tone now revealed clear impatience.

What could we possibly have to talk about…? Yu Dazhang felt his head was about to explode—he simply couldn’t think of anything to say.

Just as Qu Tuotuo was about to speak again, Yu Dazhang, fearing she might reveal her police identity, hastily interrupted:

“Since the last time I saw you, I haven’t been able to let you go from my mind—I dream of you every night.”

Qu Tuotuo: ????

All she remembered was being punched by this fat man—her wrist and neck still ached.

Is this…

Did beating me create feelings?

He beat me into falling for him!

“Are you alright?” Qu Tuotuo gritted her teeth. “You miss me?”

“More than miss,” Yu Dazhang decided to go all in—since he’d finally found a topic, he’d let himself go completely:

“Day and night, consumed by longing—these eight characters still fail to capture one ten-thousandth of my heart.”

Qu Tuotuo: …

Even the driver inside the car was stunned.

This fat guy really knows how to talk big!

He now regarded Yu Dazhang as Qu Tuotuo’s obsessive admirer—the kind who fell in love at first sight.

“How disgusting!”

Qu Tuotuo could no longer bear it; she used her other hand to pry open his grip, but couldn’t budge it.

“How can someone with a body temperature of 37 degrees speak such cold words?!”

Yu Dazhang slipped into actor mode and began overacting wildly.

His expression was tragic, his tone heart-wrenching, his eyes filled with despair.

Because he’d noticed the driver’s hands had left the steering wheel and moved to a place he couldn’t see.

Brother, don’t block my view—you’re making me feel unsafe.

“Let go—I don’t have time for your nonsense!”

Qu Tuotuo thought Yu Dazhang had lost his mind.

Who talks like this after just one meeting? It’s like some cheesy romance drama.

“Qu Tuotuo! You don’t have to love me—but don’t hurt me!”

Yu Dazhang raised his other hand, gripped her, and shoved her hard against the car body:

“Don’t think I’m strong and imposing—I’ll die just the same if a bullet hits me!”

Reality had forced him to say anything that came to mind.

If they kept talking, Yu Dazhang would’ve started telling Qu Tuotuo a story about reincarnation.

But thankfully, he was still one step away from getting inside the car.

Yet that one step was harder than climbing to heaven.

Out of the corner of his eye, Yu Dazhang saw the driver staring at them through the rearview mirror.

Walking straight into the car was out of the question—the suspect was already on alert.

He probably had his hand on his pistol already; the moment he sensed trouble, he’d draw and shoot.

Under the current circumstances, the only person who could help him get inside the car was Qu Tuotuo.

Police-citizen cooperation was the only viable path!

Qu Tuotuo’s back slammed into the car body—though it didn’t hurt, it startled her; instinctively, she opened her mouth to scold the fat man.

But Yu Dazhang suddenly kissed her.

Qu Tuotuo never imagined this fat man would dare kiss her forcibly.

How much nerve did he have?!

Right here, in broad daylight, on the street…

“Mmm~~~~”

Having lived two lives, Yu Dazhang had learned one truth: you don’t have to be too normal.

Those who follow the rules are destined to be ordinary.

If it serves the case, sometimes you must do things beyond ordinary understanding—like now…

Sorry, consider this a temporary requisition. Young Lady?

What young lady? For the sake of solving this case, you’re just a tool.

Retaliation?

That’s a story for next time.

In short, I’m protecting you—I’m doing this for your own good.

Love it or fuck it.

Police and citizens, hand in hand, build peace!

The powerful suction made Qu Tuotuo briefly think the man kissing her was a vacuum cleaner.

It wasn’t just about oxygen deprivation anymore—her body’s oxygen was draining rapidly.

She felt dizzy, her vision blurring, and realized the fat man was pushing her into the back seat.

What else is he going to do?!

He’s not going to…

There’s still my driver up front—don’t you care about being seen?

Please… your… collection… 6…9…books… please…!

You’re insane!!

The driver in front hadn’t expected Yu Dazhang to do something like this.

One moment he’s talking, the next he’s sucking on her?

Seeing the two collapse into the back seat, he finally snapped.

“Hey, you—”

The driver turned to stop him, but the instant he turned, a fist loomed larger and larger before his eyes.

The punch struck his nasal bone dead-on; the searing pain made him involuntarily clutch his face.

Yu Dazhang didn’t dare pause—he followed with three rapid punches, ending with a final heavy blow straight to the driver’s head.

The driver didn’t even groan—he collapsed limp onto the seat, only a trickle of blood seeping from his mouth.

Yu Dazhang leaned forward to check if he was truly unconscious.

Then he realized his mouth seemed to be stuck on something.

Shit, I forgot to break it off!

He quickly leaned back to separate from Qu Tuotuo, but his earlier suction had been too strong—he couldn’t pull free.

After a deep breath, he pulled hard—there was a loud “pop.”

Like a cork being yanked from a thermos.

A gentle approach would’ve worked too, but the situation didn’t allow it.

Yu Dazhang couldn’t afford to waste time—the man up front was armed.

Qu Tuotuo felt the pressure lift instantly; she gasped deeply, her chest heaving as she greedily sucked in air.

The suffocation had nearly robbed her of consciousness—now she could finally breathe freely again.

Though relieved, she felt profound shame—she’d been so easily overpowered by this fat man, and had lost something so precious.

That was her first kiss!

While she was catching her breath, Yu Dazhang slid forward between the two seats.

After confirming the driver was truly unconscious, he immediately searched him, finding a pistol strapped to his waist.

Worried he might have other weapons, Yu Dazhang thoroughly searched his entire body.

Finding no other dangerous items, he finally relaxed.

He stepped out from the back seat, glanced at Qu Tuotuo once—seeing she was still recovering, he ignored her.

By normal standards, he’d now successfully subdued the suspect and disarmed him.

All he needed to do now was stay put and wait for Lu Zhongxin and the others to arrive.

But a strong instinct kept screaming at him: don’t stay here!

The moment Qu Tuotuo recovered, she’d come after him with everything she had.

Instantly, Yu Dazhang yanked open the driver’s door, dragged the unconscious man out, and swiftly adjusted his stance, hoisting him onto his shoulder.

After confirming nothing was left behind, he broke into a light run and fled the scene.

Qu Tuotuo had now regained normal breathing, and her vision was clearing.

She stared at the fat man running farther and farther away—her confusion now outweighed her rage.

How did they carry off our driver?

What exactly did he come here for?

Was our breakfast sucked away?

Why am I so hungry~

My mouth seems to have disappeared…

(End of chapter)