Editor: Elanor
Warning: Graphic description of attempt-rape.
Mo An turned his head and said solemnly, “Listen, I’m completely straight…”
“How did you get that smell on you?” Xia Tian asked.
“What?”
“You know what I’m talking about.”
The other man gave him a look, and then lowered his head and sniffed the smell on his sleeve.
“I’m not sure…” Mo An’s words trailed as he gave Xia Tian a tentative look. Xia Tian looked at him coldly, and the metal cufflinks on his right side flowed down like liquid, and fell into his hands, turning into a slender knife.
—Weapons weren’t allowed at the banquet, but anyone could sneak some in. It would be difficult sneaking guns in but sneaking in knives was another story. After all, the TV station was eager for people like them to make some trouble.
“Well, you may be talking about the smell of ‘Erotic Cave’,” Mo An said, finally.
Xia Tian fiercely waited for him to continue.
“Erotic Cave is a pornographic illegal organization,” Bai Jingan explained over Xia Tian’s earphones, his voice steady and cold.
“They are involved in the use of pictures of stars as a form of sexual service without permission, and sometimes even offer personal sex deals with stars. They are very covert, and only do business with people they know,” he continued.
—He had slipped away from the banquet half an hour ago, and now he was probably in the luxury car in the parking lot. He would rather stay in the car than show up in the banquet hall.
Xia Tian was envious of his ability to disappear silently under the eyes of so many people, which he couldn’t do at all, it was almost as if he had a spotlight on him.
Mo An smelled his clothes again and made an expression of disgust.
“This smell is a specially formulated signature fragrance, and it doesn’t fade away easily once it touches the body,” he said, “When I just got off the arena, a friend suggested that we find a place to relax, saying that Xiao Luo was dead anyway… I just went to take a look.”
On the other side of the earphones, Bai Jingan snorted.
Xia Tian didn’t know what he did, but anyways, his actions were very quick and extremely efficient.
Three seconds later, the holographic screen of Mo An’s phone suddenly jumped out, with the program of “Erotic Cave” listed on it.
It was fairly beautiful. The city lights and the magnificent view of the building turned into a veil, guiding people into a luxuriously furnished area with the words “highly confidential” written at the entrance. Inside, there were naked bodies all around, a very lascivious cave style.
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“He can’t get in without registering as a member,” Bai Jingan said.
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Xia Tian stared intently at the program opened by Bai Jingan. His tactical planner directly opened the admin section, which listed three people. One of them, with a symbol of fish-scale fabric, had the ID named “Piranha”.
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He turned his head to look at Mo An, who had always looked sincere without any ulterior motives, and at this time he just shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
“I don’t know why I lied to you,” he smiled at Xia Tian, but something had changed in his expression, “Maybe I was brainwashed by my own infatuation. Yes, I went to the brothel. Can you still drag me to the death penalty for that? Well, Xiao Luo might, thank God he’s dead.”
Xia Tian stared viciously at the obscene holographic program and said, “Where is it?”
“No specific location. The place with the fragrance is where the Erotic Cave operates,” Mo An said, “This thing is illegal and violates hundreds of copyrights. In addition, there might be some stars getting drugged and raped and others. I don’t care. It’s all like that in the Upper City.”
He leaned against the wall, quickly thinking about his own ideas in his head. His posture was vigilant and aloof, just like most of the Killing Show contestants who survived a round.
“I want to know where it is open ‘tonight’,” Xia Tian said.
Mo An narrowed his eyes to look at him.
“I don’t believe you got this smell a few days ago,” Xia Tian said coldly, “Why would an illegal brothel give you a signature scent that could linger for a week? It’s not like it’s a marker.”
The other person looked at him for another two seconds and suddenly stood up straight, saying, “I’m not obligated to answer any of your questions.”
Just as he turned around to leave, Xia Tian grabbed his arm from behind.
Mo An shook it off violently. Xia Tian made a kick at his lower abdomen. The other man took a step back, but Xia Tian’s boots still touched his abdomen. He staggered and attacked with a backhand. Xia Tian twisted his right arm and Mo An knelt on one knee. At the same time, the wrist bracelet on the opponent’s left hand flowed onto the palm of his hand like a snake, turning into a knife hilt, and the blade quickly grew out—
He didn’t stop to counterattack, and in an instant, the blade was extremely close to Xia Tian’s neck, but it didn’t pierce him.
Xia Tian stood there, looking down at him, a slender and sharp blade pressed against the other party’s neck.
For people like them, victory or defeat were determined in a matter of seconds.
Xia Tian’s blade pressed downward, blood seeped out of the neck, and the man woefully fell to his knees once again.
Mo An stared at the floor, and reluctantly put away his knife like one would with scattered toy building blocks.
After five seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke.
“I go to Erotic Cave because it’s private,” he said, “I’ve no other place to go. For so long, I couldn’t sleep with anyone else because of him. I couldn’t say more than a couple of words. I need to have someone… I don’t care if it’s fucking legal, or if someone is reluctant!”
“Where are they open tonight?” Xia Tian said.
“Luo Qingtian is crazy,” Mo An continued, “I had just flirted with that girl, but he saw it, and brought her to my house that night and… then… he just… he did it for an hour, and she ended up…”
He paused for a while without speaking.
“He said if I betrayed him, he’d kill me first, then pretend I died for him,” he said, “I told him it was just a play but he said he didn’t care; he was just going to trample me under his foot for the rest of my life.”
He laughed nervously.
“You know, I had to double the amount of medicine to sleep with him!” He said.
Xia Tian didn’t know what to say as Mo An continued on and on, “If I reveal the location, I’ll be on the business’s blacklist.”
“Luo Qingtian is dead.”
“Yeah, the planning team now wants me to avenge him, and I’d have to be fucking desperate, heartbroken and worse off than dead by the fourth round, and then die for this matter! He was right when he said I couldn’t get rid of him even if he died!”
He laughed again, blood running down Xia Tian’s blade.
“I’ll look like I’m mad as hell if we run into each other in the next round, because I lost my ‘favorite person’… but I promise, I personally don’t have a problem with you at all. I should have invited you for a drink,” Mo An said.
Xia Tian didn’t speak, and after a few seconds, Mo An sighed.
“In the Silent Hall on the 20th floor, there’re a few bastards who only know how to fuck. The business should be over by now. You can’t find anything,” he said, taking a look at Xia Tian, “What do you want to do?”
Xia Tian let go of him, turned and walked out. The knife in his hand was still dripping blood.
He replied coldly, “Just want to ‘have some fun’.”
The place Mo An said was in the West Wing, and Xia Tian crossed the banquet hall. The knife turned back into a cufflink and lay innocently on his wrist, a bit of blood smudged on his shirt.
It was indeed over.
When he came to that part of the hall, he could still see the traces of the encapsulation ball in one corner. Inside, it was messy, fresh from an orgy, with scattered sex toys visible everywhere.
There was a large blood stain on the carpet, and there was also a chain tied to a corner of the wall. He didn’t know what on earth it would have been used for.
Xia Tian coldly looked at the surrounding situation. The room was filled with the sweet smell of sex. These people didn’t clean the scene either. He didn’t know if they had their own cleaning staff, or if they had some unexplainable contact with the official so that they could leave the aftermath so recklessly for the hotel to clean up.
On their official program that Bai Jingan was browsing through, they could even order the person they wanted to go to bed the most with, and the admin would take orders and collect money according to the situation.
Xia Tian picked up a champagne glass, the liquid inside was still bubbling. He smelled it once, and found out that it had a lot of ingredients mixed in.
The surrounding area was very quiet, only the aroma of the “Erotic Cave” lingered around for a long time, mixed with the smell of blood and human bodily fluids. Xia Tian said to himself that he should be calm. It was impossible to catch people immediately. It wasn’t as if no one had wanted to find them before…
He slammed the glass against the wall. The glass shattered in all directions. He clenched his right hand and then opened it again. He was burning with so much anger that he didn’t know what to do with himself.
He then heard Bai Jingan’s breathing on the other side of the earphones. He took a deep breath, letting his breathing get in tune with the other party, and told himself to calm down.
He turned and was about to walk out, but suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look at the transparent sheet on the table.
Someone’s phone was still on.
He picked it up, the screen lit up, and on the background was a photo…of him.
It was a certain shot in the show, probably at the beginning. He was topless, sitting in the sun, smiling brightly at someone—probably Bai Jingan—with a defenseless face.
The footage of Killing Show was very stable, but this one was obviously reproduced in 3D, and the shot was full of eroticism. It stroked down the back, lingered at the tips of the hair, and then wandered to the chest again, a complete three hundred and sixty degrees without a single dead angle.
Xia Tian looked blankly and thought to himself, these days no one would throw their phone around, so either the phone’s owner would come back to get it or was still here.
He took the phone and walked slowly across the room, pushing the doors ajar, one after another, while holding a knife in his hand.
He found it.
It was an inexplicably large bathroom, brightly lit, with warm air emanating from the floor; the resources were in full blast, but they weren’t being used by anyone.
Then he heard a person’s voice, not sober, saying, “Where’s this? I wanna return… Go away…”
Another voice replied, “It doesn’t matter where this is, all you need to know is that you and I are going to have a little ‘deep understanding’ soon.”
Then there was a sound of struggling and rustling of clothes.
The previous voice said, “Stop, I don’t… I don’t want…”
Xia Tian had an impression of this voice: Wei Ling.
He walked in that direction, and there was a curtain with a twinkling effect between them. The people here even built a bathroom that was curved.
In the room, Wei Ling moaned vaguely, and the man said, “Don’t move. Let’s have fun…”
Xia Tian’s expression was cold, and he opened the curtain and saw the scene inside.
It was a room where a part of it was made into a hot spring effect. Wine, snacks and delicate trays could be seen everywhere. Wei Ling was sitting against the wall, being pressed there. His pants had been taken off and he was utterly drunk.
The guy holding him down had already pulled out his dick, and a hand was inside the other party, expanding the hole. He was making nasty remarks about how he was already wet, and that people like him should be used for fun.
Xia Tian saw his face, not the one he saw at the banquet, but he knew it was him. No matter what micro plastic surgery had turned him into, the dirty things in his bones wouldn’t change.
Wei Ling pushed the man away in vain, then he stopped and looked up at Xia Tian.
The rapist who was about to plunge in, finally realized something was wrong, and turned his head around to look.
Xia Tian, holding a knife in his hand, smiled brightly at him.
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Ty for the chapter ❤️ also can’t wait to see Xia Tian and Bai Jingan finally together
My knife also wants to have a “deep understanding” with your body, bastard.
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