·89｜Exclusive to Jinjiang·89 (Bonus Chapter)

Dangerous Smurfs

A blue private car came to a steady stop at the Love Hotel.

Japanese love hotels operate on a self-service model, with no front desk and guests selecting their own rooms. Absolute privacy is guaranteed unless guests encounter each other during room selection or departure. Afterwards, a staff member cleans the room before it's ready for the next group of guests.

When Lai Chuan Huang Quan was placed on the bed, she twitched her fingers slightly. She suppressed the urge to jump up and beat the man up, and quietly listened to the sounds around her.

Before the man could take any further action, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

The people outside were pounding on the wooden door, the rapid pounding clearly conveying their impatience.

The man shouted towards the outside, "Who is it?"

The person outside didn't answer, but just pounded on the door even harder.

The man hesitated for a moment, then took two steps forward and opened the door.

Outside the room, Matsuda Jinpei stood wearing sunglasses and a black suit. His jacket was open, and his tie was loosely pulled back at the collar. He gritted his teeth and curled the corners of his mouth into a smug, somewhat roguish smile: "Yo."

Matsuda Jinpei's aura, like that of a powerful young master, intimidated the man, who instinctively took a half-step back: "W-who are you looking for?"

"Of course I'm looking for you."

As Matsuda Jinpei spoke, he braced his forearm against the door. His fingers moved in a circle from thumb to little finger, as if playing a piano. He turned his head from side to side and rotated his shoulders, then the strong muscles in his right arm bulged, preparing for the fierce attack to come.

Under the man's horrified gaze, Matsuda Jinpei gave him a vicious smile: "Drugging a woman's drink, you really are a scumbag."

The rapidly approaching fist was reflected in his wide pupils. Matsuda Jinpei delivered an explosive straight punch, and in the blink of an eye, the man who had been cursing was forcibly shut down through physical anesthesia.

The sound of flesh and bone colliding sent chills down Lai Chuan Huang Quan's spine. She peeked out from under the bed and saw the man with his back to her lift off the ground, fly a short distance, and then fall straight to the ground.

Not far away, Matsuda Jinpei was still in the position after throwing a punch, his slender figure outlined by his black suit.

"Jinpei!" Lai Chuan Huang Quan sat up on the soft blankets. "That punch you just threw was so cool! Absolutely awesome!!"

“If this guy hadn’t already passed out,” she said, stomping on the man twice with her high heels, pouting, “I’d really like to beg you to do it again.”

Matsuda Jinpei, hands in his pockets, used his foot to turn the unconscious man on the ground over: "Hmph, this kind of scum, we'll beat him up again when he wakes up."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan immediately cheered, "I agree!"

However, Matsuda Jinpei was just saying it; as a police officer, after sending this guy to the Metropolitan Police Department, he couldn't just beat him up whenever he wanted.

“The second-year graduate student is still downstairs for a break,” Matsuda Jinpei said, lifting the man by the arm and hoisting the unconscious man onto his shoulder like a carrying pole. “Let’s go to the place that Zero arranged for us.”

Okay~

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My vision blurred, and as soon as I regained consciousness, a piercing pain shot through my jaw.

Two beams of intense light stung his eyes, making it impossible for him to open them. He squinted, tears streaming down his face. He tried to shield his eyes from the light, only to realize with a start that he was strapped to a chair.

A sharp metallic clanging sound rang in my ears, like the sound of a dental drill or a high-performance juicer turning.

The man squinted for a while before he could barely make out what was in front of him.

He was strapped to a chair and sat in the center of the room, opposite which stood two searchlight-like objects, the only source of light in the room. The bright white light shone directly on his face, blurring his vision.

Behind the light, a man lurked in the dark shadows. From his angle, he could only see the man's blurry outline and the black leather shoes at his feet.

"Hmph," the man behind the light—Matsuda Jinpei—stubbed out his cigarette at his feet and stood up. "You're awake."

The man's voice trembled: "Who...who are you?"

“Heh,” Matsuda Jinpei chuckled, “It’s not your turn to ask questions yet.”

Even though Matsuda Jinpei hadn't said anything offensive or threatening, the man's back was already soaked with cold sweat. He feigned composure and calmly looked at Matsuda Jinpei in the darkness: "If you want money, I can give you as much as you want."

Behind the man, Raikawa Yomi used a spoon to scoop the shredded cabbage hanging from the edge of the bento box into the juicer. Raikawa Yomi pouted, her gaze passing over the bound man and landing directly on the blurry figure of Matsuda Jinpei behind the light. The way he lurked in the darkness, a cigarette dangling from his lips, resembled a poisonous flower blooming in the shadows, both abstinent and dangerous. Raikawa Yomi paused, realizing for the first time that Matsuda Jinpei was truly incredibly handsome, extremely dashing.

“Let’s talk about this,” Matsuda Jinpei said, slowly appearing in the light, holding a white pill. He frowned, his expression fierce. “Where did you get this?”

A bead of sweat slid down his forehead. The man swallowed hard, feigning composure: "What are you talking about? What kind of medicine is it?"

Matsuda Jinpei sneered, about to get angry, when Hagiwara Kenji, who had been sitting in the corner since earlier, called out to him: "Leave this to me."

Kenji Hagiwara didn't call out Jinpei Matsuda's name, but simply took a few steps forward and came up behind the man: "These kinds of things should be left to the experts, shouldn't they?"

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Hagiwara, his expression softening, a glimmer of trust shining in his heart: "Well, then I'll leave it to you."

He waved to Lai Chuan Huang Quan: "Let's go, we'll wait outside." With that, he led the little girl, who had turned off the juicer, out of the room along the dark corner of the wall.

Outside the room, Matsuda Jinpei leaned against the wall with his arms crossed: "He didn't bully you, did he?"

"Of course not."

Upon hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei's brow relaxed slightly: "That's fine then."

He pinched the pill and rubbed it between his fingertips. The white, round pill, which had been pressed into a flat piece by the machine, looked no different from ordinary cold medicine, except that it had a cross-shaped indentation on it.

Yomi Laichuan curiously grasped Matsuda Jinpei's wrist, stopping him from doing anything else: "Jinpei, what kind of medicine is this?"

"Roofie, also known as the Blue Elf, is one of the most powerful drugs in the Xipan family."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan blinked twice, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Matsuda Jinpei continued, "It's a prescription drug that's available in many countries and is mainly used to treat epilepsy, severe insomnia, and other conditions."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan stroked his chin, deep in thought: "Judging from the main treatment direction, it seems to have a very strong sedative effect."

Matsuda Jinpei nodded: "That's right, and if used together with alcohol, it will achieve a 1+1>2 effect."

Matsuda Jinpei rummaged through his bag and pulled out a bunch of candies, stuffing them into Raikawa Yomi's hand: "Here you go."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan tilted his head in surprise: "Huh?"

Matsuda Jinpei scoffed and turned his gaze away: "That guy Hagi knew all along that I wasn't good at interrogating people, so this kind of thing would eventually fall on his shoulders. He was afraid you'd be unhappy, so he stuffed a bunch of stuff into my hands before the operation, telling me to give it to you as soon as I had a chance."

"I see..."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan peeled off the candy coating and put a purple hard candy into her mouth. The rich grape flavor filled her mouth. She peeled another one and stuffed it into the mouth of the reluctant Matsuda Jinpei: "And then, about this medicine."

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, squeezed the hard candy between his teeth and face with his tongue, making a small puff out in his cheek: "Moreover, this medicine is often used to treat intraoperative awareness."

Intraoperative awareness, simply put, means that a patient under general anesthesia remains conscious or has a relatively blurred consciousness during surgery. The surgeon may not be able to quickly and effectively detect the patient's consciousness. However, the patient can feel the pulling, suturing, and cutting sensations during the procedure, and may even experience pain. The experience of being fully anesthetized yet clearly aware of the surgeon cutting and treating the body and internal organs usually causes severe stress disorder in patients.

Matsuda Jinpei continued, "A properly dosed Roofie can calm patients and help them forget what happened in the past 30 hours."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan was stunned: "30 hours!?"

"Yes, the past 30 hours are completely, completely, and thoroughly forgotten, which is why they are often used by criminals for sexual assault."

Despite Matsuda Jinpei's seemingly knowledgeable demeanor, he, Hagi, and Kagemitsu possessed a level of pharmacology far exceeding their understanding. Their extensive knowledge was largely thanks to the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department's prompt provision of information based on the drugs they had found.

After she finished speaking, silence fell over the dimly lit corridor. Yomi Laichuan stood with her hands behind her back, not saying a word, the candy melting in her mouth, the sweetness spreading down her tongue. She looked up at the mottled ceiling before speaking again: "Speaking of which, this kind of drug abuse should be the responsibility of the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department, right?"

However, the National Police Agency and the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department have now intervened.

Matsuda Jinpei hummed in agreement and slowly said, "The Organized Crime Countermeasures Department has clearly stated that the molecular structure of Roofie is much more complex than that of ordinary drugs, and the manufacturing process even requires operation under a strong vacuum."

Lai Chuan Huang Quan frowned: "This means that the Roofie circulating in the market is basically from medical channels."

“That’s right,” Matsuda Jinpei stood with his arms crossed, his brows furrowed tightly. “Either some group is secretly smuggling the drugs in from abroad without our noticing, or…”

Matsuda Jinpei didn't finish speaking, but Yomi Raikawa already understood what he meant. She lowered her gaze, feeling as if she had fallen into an ice cave: "Or perhaps, a large domestic pharmaceutical company is secretly smuggling drugs into the black market."

No wonder Rei Furuya and his team got involved.

Another silence fell between them, when Kenji Hagiwara pushed open the door and came out. Meeting their gazes, he raised his hand and made a peace sign: "You confessed everything."

Upon hearing this, Lai Chuan Huang Quan pouted with a regretful expression: "This guy is too easily tested. I worked so hard to make this bento, thinking it would come in handy."

She stroked her chin thoughtfully for a moment, then clenched her fist and slapped her palm: "Oh right! I should give the bento paste to Kazami. If it's the Ministry of Public Security, they might need it!"

Lai Chuan Huang Quan chuckled, so happy that little flowers seemed to sprout from her head. She skipped into the room, making a clattering noise. When she reappeared in front of Hagiwara Kenji and the others, she was carrying a bento box wrapped in a cloth: "Let's go, let's go, to the Ministry of Public Security."

Matsuda Jinpei, who had once eaten an entire bento box, froze on his face. He glanced at the soup-stained cloth, and unpleasant memories began to flood his mind. He swallowed hard and silently turned his gaze away.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Public Security Bureau is about to unleash a nightmare on its prisoners.

[Author's Note]

This story seems a bit poorly written, but don't worry, I won't leave it unfinished. I'll put more effort into the ending, and I'll try to update more frequently these next few days to finish it as soon as possible.

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Science Popularization Time:

Roofie (the official name is censored, so I won't go into details), commonly known as Smurf, Cross, Pleasure Pill, or Date Rape Drug, is classified as a Schedule III controlled substance. It can only be used with a doctor's prescription and after being dispensed by a pharmacist. Pharmacies are prohibited from selling it to anyone without a doctor's prescription.

It has appeared in Japan, Taiwan, and...

The first generation should normally be discontinued (but there's no guarantee that some might still be secretly produced). It consists of white, colorless, and odorless tablets that are difficult to detect when dissolved in beverages. Later, to prevent misuse, the pharmaceutical company added a blue substance, resulting in the second generation now found in pharmacies. It appears greenish-brown or bluish-brown and turns blue when dissolved in liquid.

Readers who have read this far need not panic, but please remember that whether you are in a bar or a nightclub, do not drink anything if it is out of sight.

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