Mobius was dressed in her police uniform, her skin tone peeking through the sheer black stockings, which reflected the crystalline light of the fluorescent lamps above.
She leaned back in a wooden chair like a queen, a leather whip in her hand, tapping it rhythmically against her palm as if applauding. She sat with her legs crossed, the tip of her foot bobbing slightly with each tap.
The glossy patent leather of her black high heels reflected Elysia's smiling face.
"Elysia, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"My, my, it seems Mobius is angry?"
"Angry? A useless emotion. I would never waste my energy on such things."
Mobius swished the whip through the air.
If she weren't unable to use her Authority in "this simulated world," she would have definitely taught this pink fatty a lesson.
"But you, Elysia, we were clearly 'comrades-in-arms' as two of the Thirteen Flame-Chasers, and we even carried guns together in the Current Era. Why are you obstructing me?"
"Carried guns together?"
Elysia tilted her head slightly, a flicker of confusion in her wide eyes.
Mobius then made a gesture, forming a circle with the thumb and middle finger of her right hand, then repeatedly poking the index finger of her left hand in and out of it.
"..."
Elysia's ever-present, flower-like smile immediately stiffened.
"…Mobius, you've really… changed."
"Changed? I've always been one to speak my mind directly. And besides—I've always hated you the most. I'll do anything just to see that frustrated look on your face, Elysia."
"Oh?"
Miss Pink Fairy puffed out her chest. "Could this be the legendary 'love-hate relationship'? I'm so happy. So I'm that important in your heart, Mobius?"
"Ha? The super-morph surgery only changed the shape of your ears. Did it cause a mutation in your auditory system as well? I said—I like seeing the frustrated look on your face!"
"'Like seeing me,' you say. My, I never knew Mobius could be so bold. I really want to record that and broadcast it on all frequencies."
"..."
This woman, did she major in journalism or something?
Mobius decided to stop the war of words.
She had never won in this department.
Not against Ye Feng, either.
"Tsk."
Mobius stood up and started walking toward the door.
"Where are you going?"
"None of your business."
Clack, clack, clack.
The crisp sound of her footsteps echoed as Mobius silently brushed past the Pink Fairy.
Her pink hair swayed. Elysia turned and watched Mobius's departing figure, a faint smile slowly forming on her lips.
Should I follow her?
---o---
It was almost the appointed time.
According to the "fishing" plan, Bronya was waiting alone in the office for Ji Lin's arrival.
First, she would agree to her request. Then, they would set a time for her to bring Ye Feng to a king-sized bed suite in a five-star hotel.
Just as the transaction was about to take place, the righteous Officer Elysia and Officer Mobius would burst through the door like divine soldiers, arresting them both for the "crime of improper male-female relations."
Once they had a legitimate reason to get the person in custody, the rest would be easy.
Officer Mobius had guaranteed that she would pry the identities of all accomplices and the locations of all saved videos from her lips.
However… what exactly was the crime of improper male-female relations?
Was she sure they didn't just make it up on the spot?
Yet, Officer Mobius had shown Big Duck Duck the relevant laws for Arc City, and that crime actually existed…
In short, the gist was that one must not coerce a man who has a wife.
Wait a second, isn't something a little off here?
Although she felt something was out of place, she didn't have the mental energy to think too much about it.
Big Duck Duck sat primly in her office chair, elbows on the desk, fingers interlaced under her chin.
If she were wearing a pair of glasses that reflected the white light, she would have looked even more the part.
Bronya glanced at the time, quietly waiting for Ji Lin to walk into the net.
---o---
In the large, flat-style apartment by the Qingpu River, Ye Feng was preparing a candlelight dinner, awaiting his wife's triumphant return.
Ding-dong~~
The doorbell suddenly rang. Ye Feng turned off the stove, put down the utensils in his hand, and walked to the entryway intercom system, still wearing his apron.
He tapped the "key" icon, and an image of the person at the door popped up.
"Officer… Mobius?"
"It's me. Open up."
Her voice was so bewitching and seductive that it felt like a gentle caress on one's ears.
"Oh, okay."
Like a simple, naive, and kind-hearted wife from a manga, Ye Feng unguardedly opened the door, allowing Officer Mobius inside.
A short while later, Mobius arrived via the elevator.
She was still wearing her uniform. The police attire, paired with black stockings, and the silver handcuffs hanging from her waist.
Mobius walked right in without even taking off her high heels.
Ye Feng's gaze couldn't help but fall to her shoes. He said anxiously, "…Um, let me get you a pair of slippers."
"No need. Isn't this what you like best? What was it you said? 'I just love watching the tip of a foot dangling a high heel in the air'."
"...? Officer Mobius? What are you talking about?"
"Hee, little white mouse, you're getting addicted to role-playing, aren't you? Alright then~ Since you like it so much, I'll play along~"
Mobius sat down on the sofa, distractedly playing with her own fingers.
Her nails, once as delicate as cherry blossoms, had been painted a jade-like black, giving them a different kind of bewitching allure.
"Officer Mobius, did you come to my home because there's been a new development in the case?"
The female officer elegantly crossed her black-stockinged legs, a playful glint in her eyes as she watched the married man before her.
"If it were about the case, couldn't I have just notified you by phone? Why would I need to make a special trip to your home?"
"Then… what is it?"
"Hehe."
Mobius's vertical, serpentine pupils stared at Ye Feng in his apron, the corners of her mouth turning up.
"Hmm, you really do look like a doting house-husband. Heehee, Mr. Zaychik, why do you think I've come?"
Ye Feng stood frozen in place, a flicker of unease on his face.
He was just like a pure, innocent, and beautiful wife from a novel, alone in a room with a villain. He sensed something was wrong but didn't understand the specific danger.
"Ah, goodness, look at me. I'll go make you a cup of tea."
Ye Feng hurriedly turned around, but Mobius's teasing voice stopped him.
"No need, Mr. Zaychik. I don't like tea."
"Then, then would you like something to eat?"
Mobius's gaze was fixed on the handsome married man before her. "I want~~ to eat you."