"Next, please allow me to introduce the No. 8 female sex change pill. As the name suggests, it can change your appearance. With long-term use, your female appearance will gradually turn into a male appearance. Except for the lack of those two ounces of flesh, you will be almost the same. After all, I'm not a god, am I? Are you satisfied, my dear?"
"No returns or exchanges if you're not satisfied, dear!"
Upon hearing this, Nightingale felt as if struck by lightning, her mind going completely blank except for the phrase "transgender."
No! She couldn't become like that. The thought of turning into a man completely broke down her defenses. She cried out for Qin Gong'an and the others to kill her. She didn't want to become a man; it was more painful than being killed.
Xu Qingqing walked up to her and squatted down: "I'm asking you one last time, are you going to tell me or not! If you don't tell me now, you'll never have another chance to speak!"
"Kill me? Then hurry up and come!" Nightingale shouted, then closed her eyes, eagerly anticipating her death.
"No, no, no! Killing you would be too easy for you. Qin Gong'an promises that you will be my personal guinea pig from now on. Your life is mine. Without my permission, you will never get rid of this identity until you are completely worthless."
Xu Qingqing's devilish whispers rang in Nightingale's ears, sending chills down her spine and making her teeth chatter. Even so, when she thought of what that person had said to her before leaving, her defenses crumbled once more.
Even if she couldn't be that person's woman, she would be content just to watch from afar.
Xu Qingqing felt that Nightingale's eyes were somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before. Her hands were itching, and the urge to slap her to wake her up was growing stronger. Strange, why did she have this feeling?
After waiting for a long time without seeing Xu Qingqing make any move, Nightingale opened her eyes in disappointment, a sarcastic smile on her lips, and muttered to herself, "It seems that in this life, I will never be able to stay by that person's side."
Holy crap! So this is another CPU-driven, love-obsessed person!
Xu Qingqing considered a hundred possibilities, but she couldn't categorize her as the love-struck type. Her appearance and temperament didn't fit the bill either. This person had the aura of a mature, domineering woman. It turned out that she was just ignorant and had become a frog in a well.
Damn it!
Enraged, he took off his shoes and slapped Nightingale's face several times, mocking her with a forced smile: "You think he'll like you just because you're working so hard for him? Are you out of your mind? Men's words are deceitful. You believe everything they say!"
Are you stupid? A man like him can have any woman he wants, just by waving his hand. In his eyes, women are just a way to satisfy his sexual needs for a one-night stand. He can make women like you work for him with a wave of his hand.
Put yourself in his shoes. Men are all the same, really. They might be handsome when they're young, but they're all the same when they get old. If you really like him, tell me everything you know, and I'll help you tie him up. Then you can do whatever you want with him—tying him up with candles, whipping him—it's all a piece of cake!
The last sentence was incredibly tempting. Nightingale's eyes lit up briefly, then quickly dimmed again: "Impossible. That person is on an island. You can't possibly catch him."
"If you don't tell me, how can you be so sure that I can't catch him? Think about it, rather than watching him and other women making love in bed, like two lovebirds playing in the water, wouldn't you be jealous?"
Nightingale shook her head: "Of course I'm jealous. I'm jealous that they get to lie in that man's bed, while I can only crawl out of a pile of death time and time again to get a single look of his approval."
Xu Qingqing: "That's right! Why can't we women take the lead once, be the one on top, and completely seize control in our own hands? It's pathetic to have to humble ourselves time and time again just to get a little bit of reward from a man!"
Yes, it's truly pathetic to be a woman," Nightingale smiled bitterly, closed her eyes, and then opened them again, her gaze filled with determination and ruthlessness. Since she couldn't gain even a shred of that man's pity and treated her as a dispensable tool that could be abandoned at any time, she might as well do as Xu Qingqing suggested and keep that man by her side, so that no one but herself could have him.
The only person standing beside him was himself.
Xu Qingqing made her retreat after successfully completing her mission, clapping her hands as she walked out the door. In her heart, she felt that the promise she had made to Nightingale was half true and half false. It was true that she had promised to capture that man, but false that she had handed him over to Nightingale. Both of them had blood on their hands, and if there was an underworld, they would spend the rest of their lives there.
Police officer Qin then came out and stood next to Xu Qingqing. He looked at the canvas bag beside her, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself. He opened his mouth to say something but didn't. He kept repeating this over and over, which annoyed Xu Qingqing.
Xu Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey! What's wrong with you? Just say what you want to say, this is really unbearable to watch."
"It's like this, I wanted to ask you if we could keep those dozen or so pills in your canvas bag. We just managed to scrape together some."
As he spoke, he reached out and handed Xu Qingqing more than a dozen bills of varying sizes. Qin Gong'an assured her, "I know it's not much. Give me some time, and I'll gather the rest of the money."
Xu Qingqing took the medicine bottles without even looking at them, put them directly into her pocket, took out the dozen or so small medicine bottles from her canvas bag, marked the bottoms of them, and wrote down the corresponding effects of the medicines on paper and pen.
When Qin Gong'an picked it up and took a look, his hair stood on end. He chuckled awkwardly, "I have something to attend to, so I'll have to go take care of it first. Goodbye, Comrade Xu!"
Without waiting for Xu Qingqing to speak, he took three steps at a time and walked inside.
Xu Qingqing sighed and turned back to the steel plant.
As soon as she stepped inside, she noticed a strange girl sitting in Fang Xiaomei's seat. The girl looked up and smiled at her. She had two neat braids, a round face, and a particularly sweet smile. Her bright eyes sparkled.
"You must be Comrade Xu Qingqing, right? Hello, I'm the newly appointed You Limei. I'll be your colleague from now on, so please take good care of me!"
"Oh! Okay...okay!"
Xu Qingqing was a little uncomfortable with the other person's overly familiar manner. This was the first time she had met him here, and she didn't know if it was his true nature or an act.
If it's just an act, then the other person can go wherever they want and cause trouble however they want, as long as they don't bother her.
Regardless of how she got this position or whether her background was legitimate, none of that matters to her.
Seeing Xu Qingqing's reaction, Yu Limei's smile grew wider and wider, and then she burst into laughter, bending over and clutching her stomach, laughing so hard that her stomach hurt.
I had heard my uncle talk about Xu Qingqing more than once before. She had a special physique, an arrogant attitude, and terrifying strength.
After hearing this, she became even more curious about Xu Qingqing.
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