The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 106 Doing Bad Things
The room was very hot, and her snow-white cheeks were flushed by the charcoal fire. Her long eyelashes flickered, and her eyes were big and bright, looking watery in the dim light of the corridor.

Her thin lips were stained with some barbecue grease, sparkling and mixed with the sweet fragrance of cosmetics, emitting an indescribable tempting aroma, which made Pei Yongjun unable to help but stare at her lips.

He's a little hungry.

"Editor-in-chief, clothes..." Choi Sulli's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Pei Yongjun's hands seemed hotter than charcoal, but the sound of burning was soft and sticky.

Looking at his fiery eyes, her heart was pounding, as if she had foreseen what was about to happen.

But the two of them were now standing three or five steps away from the door.

The door of the box was still open, and bright light was cast on the floor and wall beside him. He could hear Kim Min-joon's mumbling voice clearly, and the cell phone in Bae Yong-jun's pocket was still buzzing.

Choi Sulli felt weak all over and her head was swollen.

"They are still here..." She reminded Pei Yongjun weakly, but her hand, held in his palm, did not move at all.

"Don't make a sound." Pei Yongjun said softly, took a step closer, and slowly leaned over, "Let me bully you for a while."

"Why..." Cui Xueli shuddered and closed her eyes.

Pei Yongjun's lips fell on her hot, blushing cheeks.

The delicate skin is extremely smooth, slippery and warm.

Choi Sulli closed her eyes and breathed heavily. Her little hands under her coat tightly clenched her left hand, as if begging for her protection.

Bae Young-jun couldn't help but bully her a little more.

The cheek, the tip of the nose, then the other cheek, and finally the crystal clear earlobe.

Choi Sulli still did not resist, her whole body was as soft as water. Pei Yongjun put his right hand around her waist and held her slender waist.

The thought burned like a raging fire in his mind, and then he moved from his earlobe back to his cheek, slowly moving down, and then...

Choi Sulli pushed him hard.

"Editor-in-chief nim..." She stuffed the clothes into Pei Yongjun's arms, "You are so annoying! Don't bully me."

"Only if I say yes."

She didn't even dare to look at Pei Yongjun, "Go answer the phone, I'm going back."

After saying that, she turned around hurriedly and ran into the private room.

Pei Yongjun stood there, exhaled slowly, put on his coat slowly, and looked towards the door of the box.

He felt even hungrier.

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Choi Sulli ran into the box, turned around and closed the door, her heart still pounding.

Editor-in-chief, how can you do this? You haven't even said it's okay...

Why is it so sudden? It's so annoying...

She bit her lip, feeling confused whether to complain or look forward to it.

"What's wrong, unnie?" Kim Min-woon looked at Choi Sulli, who had hurried in from the door and was standing at the door with a panicked look on her face. He was a little puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Cui Xueli, whose heart was pounding, finally came to her senses, turned around and smiled at her, "Nothing."

"Keep eating. Do you want to order anything else? Shall I call the waiter?" Looking at the two people in front of him who were staring at him, he tried to change the subject.

"Ouni, are you really okay?" Kim Min-woon still felt strange and asked with some concern.

"No, we're full." Liu Zhimin didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the juice jug on the table and added some to Choi Sulli's empty cup. "Have some more juice."

"Thank you, Jimin." With Liu Zhimin's help, Choi Sulli breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you really not going to eat anything? How about some dessert?"

She took the menu at the door, took a look at it, and said, "Let's order one each?" She handed the menu to Liu Zhimin and sat down.

But as soon as she sat down, she let out a startled "Huh?"

It seemed as if there was a cool liquid down there. When she sat down and touched the chair, she felt the stickiness and coldness.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Jin Minyu quickly stood up, thinking she had sat on something. "Are you okay, unnie?"

"No, nothing." Choi Sulli's face, which was already a little red, suddenly turned redder. She waved her hands repeatedly, "I'm going to the bathroom. You guys go first."

She stood up, grabbed her handbag and hurried away.

"That's weird, Sulli-unnie." Kim Min-woon stared blankly at the door. "What are you doing?"

"Maybe," Liu Zhimin narrowed his eyes and said softly, "He's doing something bad."

"Bad thing? What?" asked Jin Minxuan.

"Min-woon," Liu Zhimin looked at Jin Min-woon's light eyebrows and small nose, "You can't do bad things with others without my permission."

"do you understand?"

She patted Jin Min-woon's head, smiled gently, then looked towards the door and murmured to herself, "Especially with a bad man."

A bad man with many secrets.

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"Senior, I'm sorry, I wasn't able to talk just now." Pei Yongjun walked to the corner of the corridor and called Zheng Taihao back.

"Ah, Yongjun, it's okay. I'm leading a team to investigate a case. I just finished." Zheng Taihao's voice was a little tired. "I've checked all the police dispatch records in Gangnam District over the past year."

"How is it?" Pei Yongjun asked.

"How is it..." Zheng Taihao's voice sounded a little confusing.

Zheng Taihao was very inspired by Bae Yongjun's idea of focusing on nightclubs. After Bae Yongjun left, he continued to investigate, but the results were not satisfactory.

"If there are any clues, there seem to be some, but there are just too many."

"Too much?"

"Yes, any police call related to nightclubs involving women is suspicious to me. Every nightclub has dozens of them. I really don't know where to start."

"Really? Can you show me the results?" Pei Yongjun asked.

"Okay, I'll show you the summary results." Zheng Taihao called out, "Kuizhen, give me the results."

After waiting for a while, the sound of footsteps and rustling papers came from the other end of the phone. "I took a picture, take a look."

Pei Yongjun brought the phone to his face and took a look. The photo was a table.

From the top to the bottom, there are about thirty or forty lines, which are the names of all the nightclubs on record in Jiangnan District, followed by the police dispatch situation.

"The one at the top has the most police dispatch records. Do you want to start from there? I'll ask someone to check out the area first." Zheng Taihao's voice came from the phone.

Pei Yongjun's gaze moved downwards line by line until it reached the bottom, where it focused slightly.

42 Burning Sun Police Dispatch Record: None

Burning Sun is the nightclub opened by Lee Seung-ri and others, and is quite famous in the entertainment industry.

But, is there no police record?

Well.

The truth is revealed.

Pei Yongjun narrowed his eyes slightly and made a plan in mind.

(End of this chapter)