Xia Yuyi nestled in Lin Mu's arms, "Hmph, if you hold while I sleep, I definitely won't be able to sleep. Can you guarantee you won't have any naughty thoughts?"
"Sister, don't worry, I swear, I won't lay a finger on you, and I'll make sure you sleep comfortably, hey!" Lin Mu grinned and then picked Xia Yuyi up and headed upstairs.
In Xia Yuyi's room, Lin Mu placed her on the bed.
"Hmph, is Brother Lin going to bully again?"
"Not yet!"
The next second, a wolf pounced onto the poor little lamb.
"You're so annoying, Brother Lin, where are your hands wandering to..."
Faced with Lin Mu's relentless teasing, Xia Yuyi's face turned red as she looked at him. Initially, she resisted slightly, but gradually her resistance turned into half-hearted refusal, and eventually, she actively joined in...
After a night of craziness, it wasn't until the sun was high the next morning that Lin Mu and Xia Yuyi awoke from their tiredness. Xia Yuyi stretched her arms, still feeling sore and weak all over, especially an intense burning pain down there, but thinking about the mont of comfort, the pain was worth it.
Lin Mu looked at Xia Yuyi lying beside him, his hand exploring her alluring skin, "No more fooling around, it still hurts down there."
Although Xia Yuyi's body was enticing, Lin Mu knew how to restrain himself. Besides accompanying girls shopping, Lin Mu found the most exhausting thing was battling on a woman's body. Of course, n preferred battling and didn't like shopping.
After lingering in bed for a while, they finally got a call from Qi Manlin and had to get up. Acting on Lin Mu's request, Qi Manlin had ordered soone to bring Sharapova back to the police station from the hotel early in the morning.
Sharapova was cooperative, offering no resistance, and followed the police to the station. Of course, Qi Manlin couldn't treat her as a suspect, only saying it was to assist in an investigation. Despite so simple questioning, nothing ca of it, so Qi Manlin had to find Lin Mu.
Qi Manlin could also see that Sharapova was no simple character; playing mind gas was futile. After getting dressed and freshened up, Lin Mu drove to the police station and headed straight to the interrogation room, where Qi Manlin and another officer were asking Sharapova so irrelevant questions.
"You're here!" Qi Manlin greeted Lin Mu as he walked in.
Lin Mu nodded and then looked at Sharapova.
Sharapova wasn't surprised to see Lin Mu, rely greeted him with a faint smile, calm and composed.
Given the circumstances, it seed there was nothing to be done about Sharapova. Although Qi Manlin suspected her of being involved in a murder, without evidence, they could only hold her for 48 hours at most before releasing her.
"Hehe, Miss Sarah, we really have a fate, don't we? eting again!" Lin Mu chuckled. Today, Sharapova had changed her appearance again, wearing loose beige trousers and a small beige blazer on top. With her golden hair, she exuded the sensuality of a mature woman.
It's a pity that this woman was an incredibly dangerous and cunning one; otherwise, Lin Mu would certainly have tried to take advantage. Such an enticing woman surely captured the desire of n worldwide!
"Yes, indeed, what a coincidence to et again." Sharapova gave Lin Mu a slight smile.
"By the way, do you know what cri you're accused of that brought you here to the police station?" Lin Mu asked with a curious expression.
"This Director Qi accuses of being involved in a murder, hehe. Anyway, I'm clear in conscience, so I can only cooperate with their investigation!" Sharapova chuckled.
Lin Mu nodded, "I see, in that case, be sure to cooperate. The Huaxia police won't wrong a good person, so rest assured."
"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for the reminder. Rest assured, I will cooperate!" Sharapova responded with a smile.
Lin Mu turned to glance at Qi Manlin, giving her a signal. Qi Manlin acknowledged with a nod, then sat down and asked Sharapova, "When did you arrive in Wancheng?"
"Yesterday!"
"What's your purpose in coming to Wancheng?"
"Sightseeing and studies!" Sharapova answered straightforwardly.
"Sightseeing? Studies?" Qi Manlin furrowed her brows.
"That's right, I'm the mayor of Russia's Khabarovsk!" Sharapova smiled and continued, "If my identity can prove my innocence, you can absolutely verify it."
"What? You're the mayor of Haba City?" Qi Manlin asked in disbelief, then looked at Lin Mu.
Not only Qi Manlin was surprised, but Lin Mu was equally taken aback. Could she really be the mayor?
"Hehe, yes, if you don't believe , you can confirm with the Russian authorities. Besides, if you have evidence of committing murder, you should present it. Your efficiency needs improvent because I have important work to do!" Sharapova said with a soft smile.
Qi Manlin glanced at Lin Mu, then left the interrogation room. Lin Mu knew she must be going to verify Sharapova's identity. The na Sharapova did indeed match her, but who would've thought she was a female mayor! If that's the case, interrogating a mayor like this may not be appropriate!
"Oh, Miss Sarah, I didn't expect you to be a mayor either?" Lin Mu sat down, smiling as he explained.
"Hehe, I also didn't expect you could co and go from the interrogation room of Wancheng Police Station as you wish!" Sharapova laughed.
"Uh... hehe, I was specially invited to investigate this case, so I was allowed to enter the interrogation room exceptionally!" Lin Mu chuckled.
Sharapova nodded, "Oh, so that's how it is!"
Not long after, Qi Manlin re-entered the interrogation room. She glanced at Sharapova, "I'm sorry, Miss Sarah, this case might be a misunderstanding. We'll have soone escort you back to the hotel right away!"
"Hehe, Director Qi, it's okay. You were just doing your job, I understand!" Sharapova generously smiled.
"Thank you, Miss Sarah!" Qi Manlin nodded, then instructed a nearby officer, "Escort Miss Sarah back to the hotel!"
"Yes!"
The officer nodded, "Miss Sarah, right this way!"
Sharapova got up and followed the officer out of the interrogation room. Now, only Lin Mu and Qi Manlin remained inside.
"Wild Girl, is Sharapova actually the mayor of Haba City?" Lin Mu couldn't quite believe it. If Sharapova were the mayor yet still Sharapova, that would be too absurd.
Lin Mu began to doubt. Could his Seventh Sense be wrong? After spending more than seven years on the North African battlefield, this exceptional intuition he developed had always been accurate, helping him conquer many formidable opponents and eliminate all hostile forces.
Could it be that Sharapova and Sharapova's similarity was just a coincidence? If it were a coincidence, then Sharapova's arrival in Wancheng coinciding with Tsar's people's arrival in Wancheng was also a coincidence. Could all of it be just coincidences? That would be far too coincidental, akin to winning a lottery jackpot with a million-to-one odds!
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