In the dead of night, the bright moon hung high in the sky, silently watching over the earth. The island did not quiet down as the night grew deeper; instead, it beca even more lively. Everywhere was awash with dazzling lights, as neon lights illuminated the streets with a srizing glow. The streets were bustling with traffic, countless tourists wandered in groups of three or five in various corners of the city.
The Island Hotel was situated in the most prominent position of the bay, standing thirty-three stories tall. As an ultra-five-star hotel, its luxurious decorations attracted only the wealthy and powerful. A service staff mber pushed a food cart to the door of a suite, politely rang the doorbell, and announced their arrival in two languages.
Soon, a sharp-looking Caucasian opened the door, cautiously eyeing the service staff. After ensuring there was nothing amiss, he opened the door wider, signaling for the staff to enter. In the suite's living room, another person was watching TV, a burly figure with bulging muscles, a resolute face carrying a shrewd look. He cast a wary glance at the service staff who entered, then continued watching TV.
The Caucasian at the door carefully observed the service staff, noticing how thodically they placed the food from the cart onto the table without any irregularities, heaved a sigh of relief. After the staff set up the food, he impatiently waved them off, indicating for them to leave.
The service staff agreed politely, slowly pushing the cart away, showing no signs of suspicion. Still uneasy, the two sharp-looking Caucasians took out silver needles, testing each dish for any anomalies. Finding none, one of them started eating while the other continued to watch TV.
After one had finished eating for more than half an hour without any issues, the other finally joined in. Once they were both sated, the service staff cleared the dishes away. An hour later, they felt the room becoming a bit hot but experienced no other adverse reactions, not thinking much of it, they each went for a shower.
After their showers, they sat down for about another half hour, beginning to feel an intense heat all over their bodies, imdiately realizing sothing was wrong. At this mont, the doorbell rang. The two exchanged a glance; one got up, feeling dizzy and intensely uncomfortable, yet managing to reach the door while suppressing discomfort. Peering through the peephole, he was shocked to see two fashionably dressed won standing outside.
Seeing the won, the Caucasian suddenly felt as if a fire burned within him, his mind losing control, his body becoming uncomfortably hot. He quickly opened the door, letting the two won in. The other Caucasian sitting on the sofa watching TV saw the won enter and also beca excited, overco by an irresistible heat as a primal urge surged forth.
The two Caucasians stared fixedly at the won who had co in, a hungry look in their eyes filled with desire. At this point, the two won exchanged a glance, parting and each approaching one man. Smiling faintly, with flirtatious eyes, they entranced the two Caucasians further, causing them to lose themselves completely.
"Roar!" The two Caucasians simultaneously let out primitive cries of desire, lunging forward. The hands that the two won had been hiding behind their backs suddenly ca forward, each holding a bottle of sedative spray. They swiftly sprayed it at the Caucasians, who imdiately succumbed, collapsing to the ground.
"Phew!" One of the won exhaled a long breath, turning to the other woman to say, "These bastards managed to hold on this long after being drugged; I thought they'd have fallen by now. But thankfully, nothing went wrong. Quick, the police will be coming up. We can't be slow."
"Understood," the other woman quickly responded. They hurriedly stripped the two Caucasians of their clothes and pants, dragging them into the bedroom. The Caucasians were heavy, and the two won exerted a lot of effort to finally drag them to the bed. They quickly removed their own clothes and lay under the covers with the Caucasians.
Just as they lay down, the door opened from the outside, and a swarm of police officers poured in. So officers took photos of the scene. The two won put on a frightened expression, yet intentionally or unintentionally lifted the blanket to reveal the naked upper bodies of the Caucasians. After the photos were taken, the police withdrew. The won got dressed, and female officers ca and took statents. The won admitted they were call girls, having co over upon receiving a call, and consequently, they were taken away.
A police officer approached the two Caucasians, opening a small glass bottle under their noses. The Caucasians awoke as soon as they inhaled the pungent odor from the bottle, surprised to see the room full of police, freezing in place. But they quickly realized they had been set up, a livid expression darkening their faces as one shouted, "We are International Police! We've been drugged and frad! I demand to see your superior!"
"Call girls setting you up? For what purpose? You claim to be International Police, just like that? Would International Police conduct such behavior? Better discuss this at the station," the leading officer sneered, nonchalantly waving a hand. "Dress them up and take them away," he commanded.
The two Caucasians realized they had been frad and suspected the setup might have been orchestrated by the very police before them. Unfortunately, they had no proof, while evidence of calling for call girls had already fallen into the hands of these police officers, putting them at a disadvantage. In another country, it might be nothing, but in Huaxia Country, calling for call girls is not a minor offense and could easily provoke a diplomatic dispute. Their expressions grew serious as they hurriedly dressed.
"Let's go, best not resist," the lead officer said disdainfully.
With over a dozen police officers present, how could they resist? This was Huaxia Country, where escaping would be impossible. The two International Police understood the serious implications, unwillingly exchanging a glance and conceding, hoping that by not resisting, they might avoid further trouble—perhaps simply be detained for a few days. Resisting would surely lead to a dead end. Compliantly, they followed the police out of the hotel and into the police van.
Ten minutes later, they were brought to the police station, placed separately in interrogation rooms. The police did not interrogate them, rely confiscating their work IDs and stating that they would verify their identities before ignoring them. Being real International Police, the local police wouldn't overstep their bounds, as long as there was cooperation and no disorder, they were indifferent.
The situation quickly reached Luo Zheng, who, understanding the situation, couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, the snake has its path, and the mouse its way." Despite the cunning of the two International Police, they fell into the trap, demonstrating the impressive capabilities of these local tyrants. When utilized properly, these skills could indeed contribute to the country.
Upon hearing the events, Ghost Hand beca intensely interested in the drug used by the local tyrants. This type of drug being undetectable and having a delayed onset by several hours, along with the fierce symptoms even capable International Police couldn't withstand, was truly fascinating. Ghost Hand decided to get so, as it might be useful soday, and secretly hinted at Luo Zheng before heading alone to the city bureau to find the local tyrant.
Luo Zheng ignored Ghost Hand's minor maneuvering and imdiately gathered several other officers for a eting. With two International Police apprehended, the United Nations was bound to send a second wave. They couldn't delay for too many days; it was ti to deploy the next step of their operation.
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