Volume One: First Scroll
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Fights between wolf packs inevitably draw blood.
Lin Yan’s hands were immobilized. She still had her feet. Her feet were also pinned down. She still had her teeth.
When their necks were entwined, they were just like two wild beasts, tearing at each other’s weak spots.
Song Yuhang was bitten and it hurt. She grabbed Lin Yan’s neck, pushed her face into the pillow, panting heavily, her eyes bloodshot from the burning jealousy and anger.
Originally, regarding today’s incident, she wasn’t an unreasonable person. If Lin Yan had just lowered her head, admitted she was wrong, and explained the whole story clearly, it would have blown over.
But she just had to use the most brutal, most irrational method to provoke her.
Song Yuhang was angry, heartbroken, and aggrieved. On what grounds? On what grounds could Lin Yan just turn around and play ambiguous, unclear games with other men whenever she got angry?
She could let go of her past, but that didn’t mean she could tolerate her current actions.
Song Yuhang was also proud and unrestrained. It was her first time falling for someone, her first time being in a relationship, and she had encountered a siren1 like Lin Yan. Seeing her being lovey-dovey with other men, she was driven mad with jealousy.
Especially when she touched her, she actually dodged?
She actually dodged.
How could she dodge.
Could it be that with those men, she was perfectly willing, but with her, she avoided her like the plague2, completely unwilling?
Lin Yan’s behavior at this very moment became the last straw that broke the camel’s back3 of her sanity.
Just as there is darkness where there is light, Song Yuhang was no saint. Lin Yan’s appearance, moreover, had stirred up the dark, paranoid side of her heart.
No, or rather, Lin Yan was her dark side.
Song Yuhang buried her face in the crook of Lin Yan’s neck and laughed.
The next moment, Lin Yan’s eyes shot wide open.
Song Yuhang snatched the silk scarf hanging on her headboard, lifted her head, wrapped it around her lips, and tied a dead knot4 at the back of her head.
This was immediately followed by the sound of tearing silk5.
Before she could even struggle, she was lifted up. The sensation of a foreign object made her frown tightly.
A place not yet fully moistened could hardly withstand such torment.
Lin Yan threw her head back, swallowing all her pain down her throat.
Her hands, cuffed to the headboard, struggled helplessly in mid-air, making the chains clatter. Red marks soon appeared on her fair, slender wrists from the chafing.
Lin Yan turned her head away, not wanting to see herself in such a wretched state. But Song Yuhang wrenched her chin back, forcing her to watch intently.
The curses on Lin Yan’s lips, unable to be shouted, turned into muffled whimpers.
Yet, her body, under this rough treatment, began to experience a strange sensation.
It must be because she’d had a dry spell6 for too long, too long since she’d been with someone… that’s why.
Lin Yan thought vaguely, feeling ashamed, angry, aggrieved, and unwilling. A hundred flavors7 surged into her heart.
When she hit a certain spot again, Lin Yan couldn’t help but turn her head away, her sobs becoming incoherent.
Song Yuhang forcefully turned her head back. Her fingertips accidentally brushed against something warm and wet, and she froze for a moment.
She touched it again; tears were streaming endlessly from the corners of Lin Yan’s eyes.
Even when she cried, she was the type to swallow her teeth and blood8.
Lin Yan sensed her movement, turned to her side, and buried her face in the pillow.
Song Yuhang’s expression was unreadable, but she had ultimately calmed down a lot. Things had already reached this point; whether she stopped or not, the outcome wouldn’t change much.
Someone like Lin Yan, wild and untamable, had to be taught a bloody lesson. Otherwise, if she flirted with others every now and then, Song Yuhang might be angered into an early grave.
But this situation couldn’t help but remind her of training wolf-dogs at the police dog base. The descendants of wolves possessed wildness and would turn on their masters. Only by being stronger than them could you make them completely submit.
Lin Yan now was like a wolf that had been beaten into submission, whimpering, its tail still unwilling to droop completely, hiding to one side, silently shedding tears.
Song Yuhang turned her over. She knew that sometimes, it was necessary to offer some comfort. A combination of hard and soft tactics was the way to dismantle a person’s strongest inner defenses.
She was incredibly skilled at using this tactic during interrogations.
However, with Lin Yan, seeing her like this… she was, after all, the woman she loved. Anger was anger, but she couldn’t help but feel her heart ache, and she also felt a little regretful for her own tyranny.
Song Yuhang lowered her voice, kissing away her tears. “Don’t cry anymore. I’m sorry, it was my fault…”
The proud wolf queen had also bowed her head before her.
Kisses fell from her forehead to her temples, leaving her tears nowhere to hide.
Song Yuhang gave her all the tenderness she possibly could.
She kept repeating, “I’m sorry, my fault, my fault…”
Those ravaging fingers also withdrew. Song Yuhang focused wholeheartedly on this one thing, patiently kissing her, licking her wounds bit by bit, soothing her unease.
“Last night, I went back because of an emergency interrogation…” Song Yuhang spoke patiently, and acted even more patiently. The two were no longer at loggerheads9; only now did she have the chance to lay bare the whole truth10.
Lin Yan tilted her head back, forced to accept her tenderness. Under the patient and meticulous comfort, the corners of her eyes reddened slightly.
Unlike when she was crying just now, this was the flush of arousal.
She wanted to speak, but her mouth was still gagged by the silk scarf. When she opened it, only whimpers came out.
Song Yuhang was a little stimulated by this; her patience was wearing thin.
She lifted Lin Yan slightly and tucked a pillow under her waist.
Lin Yan was suddenly raised higher, grasping at the empty air, somewhat at a loss, unable to hold onto anything.
She understood. Song Yuhang had forgiven her, but some punishment was still necessary. There was no escaping tonight’s ‘beating’.
Lin Yan shrank back, slightly panicked, but was pulled back and her legs were draped over Song Yuhang’s shoulders.
Song Yuhang’s remaining words became somewhat indistinct, and Lin Yan couldn’t quite hear what she was saying.
It was as if a firework had exploded in her mind.
All her screams were stuck in her throat.
Song Yuhang was too ruthless, leaving her no room to maneuver, even stripping her of her only right to vent through screaming.
Since becoming an adult, Lin Yan had slept with all sorts of people—men, women, older, younger. She considered herself experienced and worldly-wise, yet she had never been treated like this. In fact, it could be said that she was always the one in control.
But now, all her senses were deprived. Song Yuhang had somehow found a tie and, in the end, even blindfolded her.
Wasn’t this exactly what she had said in the office that morning—hands tied, eyes covered, mouth gagged, none could be missing.
She was like a lone boat adrift in a vast ocean, waves crashing over her layer by layer, tossing her high into the sky, then pulling her down into the abyss, again and again, never ceasing until death.
It was unknown how much time had passed.
Lin Yan was truly exhausted.
Her throat was hoarse.
When Song Yuhang removed the silk scarf, it was completely soaked.
Suppressing a laugh, she got out of bed to pour Lin Yan some water to rehydrate. Who knew that her bare foot would step on something. She picked it up, turned on the bedside lamp, and saw it was a foil blister pack for medicine.
She couldn’t understand the long string of chemical names, but she understood the indications: insomnia, depression, hypersexuality…
She glanced back at the bed. Lin Yan had her back to her, curled up, with only a blanket covering her waist.
She had just draped it over her.
Song Yuhang’s heart twinged. She found Lin Yan’s phone on the nightstand and opened the call log.
Lin Yan had only made two calls last night.
One was to her. At that time, Song Yuhang was in the interrogation room and couldn’t have her phone, so she hadn’t answered.
The next day, when she called her back after leaving the interrogation room, she was too tired and fell asleep before the call connected. It was her fault.
Song Yuhang wanted to slap herself.
The second was an unknown number, likely one of her many pursuers, but…
Song Yuhang looked at the call duration: one second. It must have been hung up immediately after connecting.
What was Lin Yan thinking at that moment?
Hearing the unfamiliar man’s voice from the receiver: “Hello?”
Lin Yan seemed to wake up as if from a dream, instantly throwing the phone away, her body turning ice-cold.
What was she doing?
What was she trying to do?
No, she couldn’t.
Because she had seen the sunlight, she didn’t want to return to the darkness.
Lin Yan got out of bed, opened the nightstand drawer, and fumbled about to find the medicine she rarely took.
She usually didn’t take this because she didn’t need to restrain her desires.
The loss of physical strength and the emptiness after orgasm helped her sleep better.
But now, like a madwoman, she picked at the foil blister pack, took out the entire sheet of pills, stuffed them all into her mouth, and swallowed them whole with red wine.
Exhausted, Lin Yan leaned against the side of the bed and sat down. Due to the side effects of the medication, she kept feeling nauseous and dry heaving. Eventually, she couldn’t fight off the drowsiness and fell asleep just like that.
The third call was made this morning.
Not long after making the call, she appeared at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau, being lovey-dovey with someone.
Song Yuhang had reason to believe that Lin Yan had deliberately let her see it, including her casual mention.
She placed the phone on the table. Lin Yan still had her back to her, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Song Yuhang leaned over and picked her up.
Lin Yan didn’t resist anymore. Her body was as soft as a puddle of water; she couldn’t muster a shred of strength.
Their noses touched. Song Yuhang, afraid Lin Yan was cold, wrapped her in a blanket and held her.
“Why didn’t you tell me you didn’t go out at all last night, hmm?”
Lin Yan lowered her eyes, pouting her lips, and didn’t answer.
Song Yuhang nuzzled her forehead. “Alright, let’s not talk about it. If you don’t want to say, then don’t. I’ll carry you to the bath, okay?”
Her whole body was sticky.
Lin Yan nodded slightly, and the next moment, she was lifted into the air.
She instinctively wrapped her arms around Song Yuhang’s neck. A faint smile touched Song Yuhang’s lips as she carried her downstairs.
Lin Yan whispered, “There’s a bathroom upstairs.”
“I insist on going downstairs.”
“…”
Still holding a grudge, huh.
Lin Yan gritted her teeth, letting Song Yuhang place her in the bathtub. Song Yuhang turned on the showerhead, and the warm water washed over her, making some of the uncomfortable places feel much better.
Song Yuhang saw that it was about enough, turned the bathroom heater11 to its maximum setting, and ran into the kitchen to warm up a glass of milk for her.
Lin Yan took it, sipping it slowly, deliberately not looking at her.
Song Yuhang squatted down, her gaze level with Lin Yan’s, and ruffled her hair. “Does it still hurt?”
It would have been better if she hadn’t asked. The question made Lin Yan recall that humiliating scene, and her face instantly flushed red as she gritted her teeth.
“You’re finished, Song Yuhang! Just you wait and see how I’ll deal with you.”
“It would be my utmost honor.”
Although seeing her, she herself also felt very…
But now wasn’t a good time. Song Yuhang was afraid Lin Yan was too tired. Seeing the glass in her hand was empty, she took it, placed it on a nearby shelf, and then took off her own bathrobe and got into the water.
Lin Yan glanced at her figure. Just now, it had been pitch dark, and she couldn’t move, so only now did she have a chance to look closely.
If Lin Yan was the epitome of skinny beauty, then Song Yuhang was the epitome of a different kind of wild beauty.
Ordinary people could achieve a six-pack through high-intensity training, but Song Yuhang… Lin Yan counted—an eight-pack!
F#ck, so jealous.
If it weren’t for her stamina not being up to par, she could have one too.
And people who work out year-round usually don’t sag; they are petite, full, and firm.
Lin Yan averted her gaze, her ears turning red.
The water in the bathtub overflowed.
Lin Yan thought Song Yuhang was about to pull some trick12 again, bit her lip, and shrank to the edge of the tub, only to be pulled back.
Song Yuhang held her, and amidst the steam, cupped her face.
“I’m sorry, Lin Yan. When it comes down to it, this was my fault. But I wasn’t protecting her; I was protecting Xiao Wei. After you left, I already made things completely clear to her.”
Lin Yan opened her mouth, but Song Yuhang pressed a finger to her lips. “That’s one thing. Secondly, this incident has also taught us a lesson: the consequence of not being honest with each other is endless misunderstandings. You misunderstood that I went to accompany them, and I misunderstood that you were dating someone else.”
“My fault was not communicating with you in time to soothe your emotions. Your fault was playing ambiguous games with another man in public. We won’t even mention those little tricks you pulled earlier to anger me.”
“I…” Lin Yan was still unconvinced. Song Yuhang picked her up and pressed her against the edge of the bathtub.
Her fingers were faintly stirring the water below.
“So, today’s ‘meal,’ consider it compensation for me. You weren’t wronged.”
Lin Yan’s eyes reddened at the corners. She swallowed her anger, and only then did those ravaging fingers withdraw again.
Song Yuhang kissed her forehead. “If there’s a next time, you’ll pay it back with interest, doubled.”
Lin Yan used her hand to stop Song Yuhang’s head from moving further down. “What about you then? What if you cheat? What if you flirt with someone else? Will you be treated the same way13?”
Song Yuhang took her hand, brought it to her lips, and kissed it. “Don’t worry, I won’t give you that chance.”
“…”
Lin Yan angrily pushed her away and scrambled to the edge of the tub. Song Yuhang leaned over again, wrapped her arms around her waist from behind, and whispered in her ear.
“Miss Lin, are you satisfied with today?”
Song Yuhang’s voice was still hoarse, reminding Lin Yan of the moments earlier when she had been breathing heavily in her ear.
Lin Yan’s face flushed, and she elbowed her away. “Get lost.”
Song Yuhang chuckled, climbed back on, and held her hands. “If you want to do it again in the future, find me. I’ll be at your beck and call, ready anytime.”
Lin Yan struggled a couple of times but couldn’t break free, panting, “So, Officer Song, do you really have no relationship experience? I don’t believe it.”
Song Yuhang turned her over and pinched her nose. “Absolutely true. How about… I let you inspect the goods now?”
Lin Yan glanced down, then looked away, saying stubbornly, “No way! I have no strength now. You just wait.”
Song Yuhang chuckled and sealed the lips that were so close, her voice muffled.
“But… having no relationship experience doesn’t mean… I don’t watch movies… or take matters into my own hands…”
“After all… I’m also a normal thirty-five-year-old woman… aren’t I?”
Lin Yan could barely breathe, water droplets clinging to her eyelashes. “Mmph… you’ve passed this round… Then… how are you going to resolve that matter with your sister-in-law…”
Song Yuhang stopped, hooked Lin Yan’s pinky finger with hers, and said word by word, “Marriage.”
Lin Yan looked at her in astonishment. “Huh?”
She never would have expected this answer.
Song Yuhang smiled. Her hand hooking Lin Yan’s finger turned into an intertwined clasp of all ten fingers. She pulled Lin Yan into her embrace, gently patting her back.
“Didn’t you say you weren’t my family? Then just become my family. We’ll go abroad to register our marriage, and then we can get notarized to become each other’s designated guardians. This way, within the scope allowed by law, you can become my legal wife and heir to my property to the greatest extent possible.”
Lin Yan lay in her arms, listening to her whisper in her ear, her heart pounding erratically.
For a moment, she couldn’t speak, her vision blurred by the bathroom steam. She bit her lower lip slightly.
Song Yuhang helped her sit up again. “However, it might be too late for this year, it’s too rushed. We still need to carefully discuss passports, visas, destinations, and the like. And about my mom, I’m confident I can persuade her; it’s just a matter of time.”
She chattered on: “We also need to buy a big house. We’ll have to move out after getting married; we can’t keep living at your place.”
As she spoke, she silently calculated her savings. Including her housing fund14, she should be able to buy a decent house in the city, though it might not be as big as Lin Yan’s current one.
Lin Yan actually hadn’t thought that far ahead. She just wanted Song Yuhang to admit that she was more important than that other woman, wanted her to coax her a little. After all, she had vented her anger at the time, causing Song Yuhang to lose all face in public.
Who knew Song Yuhang would say such a long string of things, even planning marriage and buying a house.
Lin Yan’s lips curved. She wanted to smile, but tears rolled down.
She turned away to wipe them off herself, but Song Yuhang pulled her back and wiped them clean for her.
“You have more assets under your name than I do. To prevent people from thinking I’m taking advantage of you, when we get it notarized, I’ll make a unilateral will. You can do whatever you want with it; I won’t force you.”
She’d even thought about the division of assets.
Lin Yan sniffled, her lips curving. “So, Captain Song, are you proposing to me now?”
Song Yuhang held her tighter, stroking her head. “Consider it a rather hasty and abrupt proposal. I know you haven’t made up your mind yet, but I won’t give up.”
For the first time tonight, Lin Yan reached out and hugged her back, resting her head on Song Yuhang’s shoulder. “Let’s wait a bit longer, until everything is over.”
“Okay.” Song Yuhang wasn’t in a hurry either. She helped Lin Yan sit up again and rubbed her face.
“But, there’s one thing I hope you can remember right now.”
“What is it?”
Lin Yan looked into those brown pupils.
“The closest people to me in this world are only my mother and you. I am willing to give my all for you, even my life. Don’t belittle yourself; you have to believe me—”
She took Lin Yan’s hand and placed it over her heart.
“I will always love you.”
Lin Yan was stunned for three seconds. Feeling the faint beating under her palm, her lips curved, and she threw herself into Song Yuhang’s arms, clinging to her neck.
Song Yuhang was content. She scooped Lin Yan up. “However, there’s something I can’t wait for right now.”
Lin Yan was curious, her legs wrapped around Song Yuhang’s waist, watching as Song Yuhang carried her upstairs.
“What?”
Song Yuhang used her back to push open the bedroom door, placed Lin Yan on the bed, and leaned close to her ear.
“What do you think?”
Lin Yan’s small sounds of resistance were smothered between their lips and teeth.
The next day, when the bright daylight and the alarm clock woke her, Lin Yan subconsciously tried to roll over and get up. Halfway up, her back ached so much that she flopped back onto the pillow with a thud, feeling dizzy.
Song Yuhang reached out from under the covers and turned off the alarm clock on her table.
Lin Yan whimpered, her eyes hazy. She rolled over and hugged the blanket. Song Yuhang followed, pulling her into her arms, and couldn’t resist getting handsy while holding her.
Lin Yan was getting annoyed. Damn it, insatiable! Didn’t she have any self-awareness about how they’d messed around until almost dawn last night?
She casually grabbed a throw pillow and chucked it at her.
Song Yuhang chuckled and caught it, then turned Lin Yan over and massaged her waist.
“Can you even get up for work today?”
Lin Yan whimpered twice more and pushed Song Yuhang’s head away.
“Alright, alright, I’ll approve your leave.”
As Song Yuhang spoke, the hand massaging Lin Yan’s waist started to get restless.
Lin Yan frowned, weakly opening her eyes. “No more…”
Song Yuhang smiled, grabbed her phone from the table, and checked the time. It was indeed getting late, so she reluctantly withdrew her hand.
“Okay, I’ll come find you after work tonight, or I’ll pick you up to have dinner at my place. My mom quite likes you. I was thinking, you two should interact more…”
Lin Yan wished Song Yuhang would leave quickly so she could get some good sleep. She was so sleepy she could barely open her eyes and didn’t clearly hear what Song Yuhang said, just vaguely agreed.
“Okay, okay, hurry up and get lost.”
With that said, she rolled over and went back to sleep.
Song Yuhang chuckled, got out of bed barefoot, and started picking up clothes from the floor one by one, then tidied herself up and went to wash.
She hadn’t realized it while they were at it last night, but now she saw how intense the ‘battle’ had truly been. When she opened the door, there were even scattered items in the hallway.
Song Yuhang’s old face flushed. She picked them all up one by one, threw them all into the washing machine, sorted out the underwear, and soaked it in laundry detergent to hand-wash after making breakfast.
Lin Yan listened to the sound of running water from the adjacent bathroom and drifted off to sleep again in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, the next thing she was aware of was being woken by the enticing aroma of food from downstairs.
She still felt dizzy and muddle-headed, her waist and legs sore; she didn’t want to get up at all.
The door creaked open softly, and Song Yuhang tiptoed to her bedside.
“Lin Yan, are you hungry?”
Lin Yan slightly closed her eyes, her long lashes fluttering, and shook her head a little.
Song Yuhang tucked her in. “Then I’ll leave it warming in the pot for you. Remember to eat when you get up later.”
Lin Yan nodded her chin, still looking listless. There were dark circles under her eyes, and her complexion from staying up all night wasn’t great either.
Song Yuhang’s heart softened. She stroked Lin Yan’s head. “Sleep. I’m leaving. See you tonight.”
Lin Yan reached out from under the covers and hooked a finger around the corner of Song Yuhang’s clothes.
Song Yuhang chuckled, went back to kiss her forehead, and only then did Lin Yan let go, snuggling obediently back into the blankets.
Song Yuhang left quietly, gently closing the door for her, and drove away.
“Morning, Captain Song.”
“Morning.”
Song Yuhang ran into the Municipal Bureau, panting, almost right on time.
After being promoted to captain, she had her own independent office, not far from Technical Investigations, on the same corridor.
Fang Xin, holding a folder, greeted her. She was about to leave but suddenly stopped, looking doubtfully at Song Yuhang’s shirt collar. The top button15 hadn’t been fastened yet, revealing a row of teeth marks and ambiguous marks.
Looking at her expression, although she was late, there was an unmistakable, irrepressible joy and excitement. Her eyes and brows exuded a sense of satiation.
Song Yuhang came back to her senses, quickly buttoned her shirt to the very top, and feigned seriousness.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Fang Xin waved the folder in her hand.
“Looking for Lin-jie to sign this.”
Song Yuhang took it and glanced at it twice. Seeing it was related to forensic identification and she couldn’t sign on Lin Yan’s behalf, she handed it back.
“She’s on leave today. Let it wait. Sign it tomorrow.”
“Okay, then I won’t trouble Captain Song.” After saying that, she turned, took two steps, then came back and said in a low voice.
“Amazing, Captain Song! You even managed to win over Lin-jie! When are you handing out wedding candy16?”
Song Yuhang put her hands in her trouser pockets and chuckled with her head down. Since it had been seen through, there was no need to hide it anymore.
“Soon. Probably next year.”
Fang Xin tutted, covering her mouth with the folder. “Next year is almost here, you know.”
Song Yuhang chuckled. “Alright, the eunuch is more anxious than the emperor17. By the way, how are things between you and Duan Cheng? I think…”
Hearing this, Fang Xin immediately slipped away18. “Him? I see him as a younger brother! An older woman-younger man relationship is a no-go. My mom would kill me! See ya, Captain Song!”
Song Yuhang shook her head and smiled helplessly. She pushed open her office door and prepared instant noodles with hot water.
As long as two people love each other, homosexuality is nothing, let alone an older woman-younger man relationship.
Song Yuhang was musing to herself. She had barely taken a few bites of her instant noodles when the field team called, saying that the whereabouts of the last of the criminals who had assaulted Bai Ling had been found.
She shot up from her seat with a swoosh, grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth, and ran out.
“Prepare for arrest!”
This was a residence in an urban village19.
Next to it was a scrap collection station, the stench filling the air.
The police had already surrounded the courtyard.
The group hugged the corner of the wall. The field team leader whispered to her, “He came back two hours ago and hasn’t gone out since.”
Song Yuhang made a hand gesture. Two team members behind her came forward and cupped their hands to give a boost. Two other criminal police officers stepped on their knees, supported themselves on their shoulders, and silently leaped over the surrounding wall. They unlatched the iron gate from the inside.
Song Yuhang led her people in single file20. Bullets were chambered. In combat formation, they crept to the window, pushed aside a corner of the torn window screen, and peered inside. The room was unlit and very dark. The doors and windows were tightly shut. A figure was vaguely discernible lying on the bed.
She held up one finger, then pointed to two team members, signaling them to spread out.
The two criminal police officers understood and circled around to the back of the house to guard the exit.
Then she waved her hand, and several people split up, flanking the door.
Song Yuhang nodded, then directly kicked open the wooden door, breaking in.
The group rushed in, their dark gun muzzles aimed at the person on the bed.
“Get up! Police!”
The room was filled with smoke, and a choking smell of coal.
The criminal police officer shouted a few more times, but there was still no movement.
Song Yuhang stopped him, holstered her gun, waved away some of the smoke, and reached out to turn the person over.
The moment her fingertips touched his body, she was startled. It was already starting to stiffen.
Song Yuhang quickly withdrew her hand. Under the force of gravity, the man on the bed stiffly rolled over, his mouth agape, saliva trickling from the corner of his lips, his eyeballs bulging.
The group all retreated a few steps. Someone had already started coughing, finding it difficult to breathe.
Song Yuhang placed her hand by his nostrils.
No breath.
She frowned, signaling everyone to withdraw first.
It seemed Lin Yan’s day off was about to be ruined21.
“Make a call, get Forensic Doctor Lin over here.”
LP: Re-translated on June 05, 2025
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