That night, Jin Zhou lay on the bed, his hands itching with anticipation.

Beside him, Yang Shiyu’s breathing gradually became steady. Taking advantage of the fact that he hadn’t fallen asleep yet, Jin Zhou turned over and deliberately brought up a topic was sure to interest him. “Sun Yi and the others watched the video.”

His long eyelashes flickered, and Yang Shiyu quickly opened his eyes, slightly tilting his chin as he looked at Jin Zhou. “And?”

“And…” Jin Zhou paused, teasingly leaving him hanging, as he reached out and touched Yang Shiyu’s chest muscles, giving them a firm squeeze. “Isn’t it my turn tonight?”

With the noticeable bulge beneath the pajamas, Jin Zhou wanted to imitate Yang Shiyu and give that cutie a good time, but Yang Shiyu suddenly grabbed his wrist and asked in a deep voice, “Is your waist no longer in pain?”

“It’s not.” Jin Zhou had quickly recovered and had long been admiring Yang Shiyu’s perky butt, even if his waist hadn’t fully healed, he would still come on to him. “We have to be fair and switch ,don’t we?”

“Indeed,” Yang Shiyu agreed, “How many times did you cum last night?”

“Huh?” Jin Zhou didn’t immediately understand what Yang Shiyu meant. “What does that have to do with how many times I came?”

The moment the words left his mouth, he understood. Only to hear Yang Shiyu continue, “Since I didn’t cum as much as you, to be fair, you have to make it up to me.”

The next second, the person beside him turned over and pressed down on him. 

“No, how can you reason like that?” Jin Zhou stared at Yang Shiyu in disbelief. “If you can’t cum, that’s your problem. According to your logic, I will keep making up to you. That’s not fair at all!”

“No,” Yang Shiyu slightly opened his lips and used the same mouth he uses to read out verdicts to utter vulgar words. “Next time, I’ll hold you back and not let you cum, so we can try to stay in sync.”

Jin Zhou swallowed hard, damn it, why did he feel a little excited?

He quickly regained his sanity and held his stand. “That won’t do, you’re obviously fooling me.”

Yang Shiyu, as if revealing his true nature, said in a domineering and unreasonable manner, “I am a judge, and I have the final say.”

Jin Zhou had to admit that that move worked well on him.

He was more protective of Yang Shiyu’s identity as a judge than anyone else. As long as Yang Shiyu spoke to him in that tone, like a judge, his knees would go weak, and he would find it hard to resist.

“Then let’s leave it at that for today.” Jin Zhou said awkwardly, “My waist still hurts, and I don’t feel like moving too much.”

Yang Shiyu returned to his original position on the bed and hugged Jin Zhou. “I have to go to work tomorrow too, so sleep tight.”

Jin Zhou obediently responded with a “Hmm” and let out a heavy sigh.

It seemed hopeless to launch a counterattack at that moment, so he might as well lie down and be passive.

The next morning, Jin Zhou arrived at the auto repair shop.

There was still not much business in the shop, and the only reason he came was purely for the video.

Luo Xueqing also appeared at the auto repair shop, holding a tablet and stylus pen in her hand, looking prepared for a meeting, almost like an employee in the shop.

“We’ve been trying to identify this person for a while,” Sun Yi opened an image captured from the video, pointing at the person on the screen and said, “This person has gray temples, the features are quite clear.”

Jin Zhou remembered the person; he was the first man who struck up a conversation with him at the party.

But gray temples were not uncommon among men. Most people in their fifties or sixties would have that characteristic.

He was wondering what they should do to identify him when Sun Yi continued, “He is Sister Luo’s acquaintance.”

“Not just an acquaintance, but a superior,” Luo Xueqing frowned and said, “He is our station director.”

“Your station…?” Jin Zhou looked at Luo Xueqing in surprise, then realized that his reason for attending the party was quite reasonable.

People who dealt with WangTai certainly wouldn’t be insignificant.

Luo Xueqing often saw her own boss, so it was not surprising that she could recognize him based on appearance and gray temples alone.

“You can’t tell at all from his usual appearance.” Luo Xueqing shook her head in disgust, “He always looks like an intellectual, who would have thought he would attend such a kind of party?”

“I’m afraid most of the men at the party are like this.” While saying this, Jin Zhou suddenly thought for a while and added, “Except for Yang Shiyu.”

But after saying that, he felt it was not right either. Wasn’t Yang Shiyu also a person who appeared elegant on the surface but was a beast behind closed doors?

“It’s the station director, and a judge,” Sun Yi interjected, “If the guests are all at this level and high status, there might be other important figures we don’t know about.”

“But the thing is that we have to identify them,” Luo Xueqing said seriously, “This video is like a gold mine that needs us to dig deep.”

Jin Zhou inexplicably sensed a surge of excitement from Luo Xueqing’s tone and asked uncertainly, “Sis, you don’t want to make a special news feature out of it, do you?”

“Is that not allowed?” A hint of doubt flashed in Luo Xueqing’s eyes, “I thought you needed me to help you expose this to the public.”

Jin Zhou certainly didn’t say it wasn’t allowed.

On the contrary, he was eager for Luo Xueqing to join them.

But just like how Yang Shiyu didn’t want him to get involved in WangTai’s affairs, he also didn’t want Luo Xueqing to step forward and take the bullets for him.

“Elder sister, have you forgotten how I was stabbed?” Jin Zhou said with a serious tone. “I appreciate your help, but let’s draw the line here. Don’t put yourself in danger.”

“I’m not solely helping you,” Luo Xueqing said. “After all, I’m a reporter in the Social News Department. How can I let go of such big news?”

“So, you don’t want your job anymore?” Jin Zhou tapped the butt of the pen on the computer screen. “This is your boss. How can you take him down?”

Luo Xueqing hesitated, indicating that she had concerns as well.

“We can’t be rash about this. Let’s first determine the guest list,” Jin Zhou threw the pen onto the desk, crossed his arms, and leaned back on the chair, contemplating how to narrow down the range of guests.

“But it’s really difficult to identify these people,” Sun Yi rubbed his chin. “The lighting is dim, and we can only make a rough guess. Even if we take this video to court, it won’t be considered as evidence.”

Jin Zhou also knew that. Not to mention the quality of the video, that kind of poorly recorded footage couldn’t be used as evidence in itself.

Perhaps it was really only by handing it over to Luo Xueqing that the use of the video could be realized.

“Should we ask Liu Yongchang?” Xiao Wu suddenly spoke up. “Brother Liu has a wide network. What if he knows a few people?”

Every time something happened, Xiao Wu’s first reaction was to seek help from Liu Yongchang.

Jin Zhou hadn’t thought of involving more people, but after Xiao Wu’s suggestion, an idea popped into his mind.

“Or,” he paused and said, “I’ll give it to Yang Shiyu.”

“Let the judge investigate directly?” Sun Yi asked.

“He can have the police investigate,” Jin Zhou said. “With the methods and resources of the police, they should be able to quickly confirm the guest list for the party.”

“That’s true,” Luo Xueqing contemplated and said, “If it’s investigated by the police, it’s legitimate, and we won’t attract WangTai’s attention.”

Jin Zhou also felt that it was time to join forces with Yang Shiyu, but he was afraid that he would be kept in the dark again.

“Speaking of the police,” Luo Xueqing suddenly changed the topic, interrupting Jin Zhou’s contemplation. “Do you know about the recent serial killings in our district?”

“You mean the murders in the high-rise buildings and single apartments?” After discussing the video, Sun Yi naturally chatted with Luo Xueqing. “Has it been confirmed as a serial killing case?”

“It has been confirmed. I’m responsible for the coverage,” Luo Xueqing put away her tablet and stylus. “The killer specifically targets women, and the police’s current investigation direction is people with a history of sexual offenses.”

“Does it mean that beautiful girls are in danger?” Xiao Wu frowned and interjected. “I need to warn my girlfriend to be careful.”

“You need to be careful too, Luo Xueqing,” Sun Yi reminded. “I heard that both victims were single mothers, and you happen to be taking care of Luo Zihao alone.”

“Don’t worry, I’m very careful. I never open the door to strangers.”

The group discussed the details of the serial killings and speculated freely about what kind of antisocial personality the murderer might have.

Jin Zhou had long been aware of those details, and he couldn’t be bothered to tell them that he had been near the crime scene. He took out his phone and idly sent a message to Yang Shiyu.

Checking the time, it was close to noon, and Yang Shiyu should be having lunch in the cafeteria,

【Jin Zhou: Daring,I miss you】

【Jin Zhou: Muah muah】

【Jin Zhou: I’m pregnant, how are you going to take responsibility?】

【Jin Zhou: From now on, the child will take my surname, Jin. How about Jin Titanic?】

【Jin Zhou: Oh, that won’t do. The ship sank, and the symbolism is terrible】

【Jin Zhou: Then let’s call him Yang Fan, I’ll reluctantly let you have the family name】

【Jin Zhou: But you must call me husband】

“Darling?”

Yang Shiyu’s voice interrupted Jin Zhou, who was happily sending messages. He instinctively looked up and saw the man who should be sitting in the courthouse cafeteria reading his messages standing right in front of him.

“Why did you come here?” Jin Zhou straightened up in an instant, nervously putting his phone away.

If he remembered correctly, the last time Yang Shiyu came to his car repair shop was a few months ago.

“You missed me, didn’t you?” Yang Shiyu glanced at the phone screen and said, “I came to see you.”

He sent the messages just a few minutes ago, so it was impossible for Yang Shiyu to have come right after receiving them.

In other words, when Jin Zhou was sending the messages, Yang Shiyu was already on his way there.

“You missed me, right?” Jin Zhou’s eyes lit up with a smile.

When he thought about Yang Shiyu, at most he would just send messages, but Yang Shiyu actually thought of coming directly to find him.

Who loved whom more in the end?

However, before Jin Zhou could revel in his victory, he saw Yang Shiyu lower his head again and look at his phone, speaking in a plain tone, “You said you’re pregnant? I came to see the baby.”

“Pregnant?!” The other three people widened their eyes.

“No, no,” Jin Zhou quickly stood up and pulled Yang Shiyu away, “It’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding.”