"Knock knock knock!"
The sound of knocking interrupted Xiu Xin's thoughts.
"Come in."
Asakura Yurong pushed the door open and met Xiu Xin's puzzled gaze. She closed the door and smiled gently, saying, "I saw that your office light was still on, so I knew you hadn't left yet. Want to have a late-night snack together?"
Xiu Xin sized her up; her snug police uniform tightly wrapped her fiery figure, especially the full curves beneath the black trousers. Even through the fabric, the contours suggested a voluptuousness.
Returning to Tokyo these days had been busy, and he hadn't had time to rekindle old passions with Asakura Yurong.
"Sure, let me make a call first." Xiu Xin smiled slightly, then picked up the phone to call Yoshikai Youzai. "Find a way to compare the skin flakes from Mrs. Takahashi's fingers with Saito Youmei's DNA."
"Minister, you mean...?" Yoshikai Youzai was stunned, unable to believe it. "Impossible, right?"
