Casamento relâmpago no serviço público: Capitão Lu, sua esposa está com enjoo de novo

Ring, ring...

In the dimly lit room, the sudden jangle of a cell phone broke the silence.

A woman lying on the bed reached out instinctively, groping across the nightstand until her fingers closed around a phone. With practiced ease, she swiped to answer.

Shu Yan's voice was raspy as she spoke: “Hello, Forensic Center, Licheng Public Security Bureau—this is Shu Yan.”

It was an automatic response, born of habit.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, then an urgent but gentle voice spoke.

“Yanyan, it's me. Did you delete my number?”

The authoritative timbre startled Shu Yan fully awake.

“Director Zhao, I’m sorry—I didn’t see who was calling.”

Zhao Jianguo replied, “I should apologize. I’m sorry to wake you so early on a weekend. We have a tricky case, and just our luck, your mentor’s out of town. Can you help out and come to the bureau?”

“Of course, Director. I’ll come as soon as I can,” Shu Yan replied.

“No rush. I’ll send the Trace Evidence team over first. Your team can come a bit later,” Zhao Jianguo said.

“All right, Director.”

Without another word, Zhao Jianguo hung up.

As Shu Yan lowered the phone, she suddenly realized she was in an unfamiliar place.

From the adjoining bathroom came the sound of running water.

She could tell it was the hiss of a showerhead.

Someone was bathing—

Last night’s memories came flooding back...

Yesterday was February 14th—a Friday—the day couples around the world delight in celebrating.

Shu Yan, now t