Susan felt a bit lost.

Yuquan Youxi placed the tray on the table and explained indifferently, “My brother passed by Black Alley yesterday, heard sounds of fighting, and then found you unconscious.”

“Sophia and I handled your clothes and wounds. This is the medical bill, including treatment fees, accommodation fees, and transportation fees. They’re all written on it, remember to settle it later.”

The girl's tone was somewhat cold, as if she was addressing an object, not an injured person.

Susan frowned slightly, sensing the other party's indifference and subtle hostility.

— Is it because saving me bothered them?

— I remember they seem to be students, they should still be attending school...

Susan parted her somewhat dry lips and asked, “Where is… your brother?”

“My brother went out; he has other commissions,” Youxi replied indifferently.

“Soon, I also have to go to school. If you still need care, you can ask Aunt Harveys.”

“No… no need,” Susan said, her face still very pale, but she still refused.

“Thank you… and please tell Mr. Andy for me.”

For some reason, she always felt a strange unease when alone with this little sister.

She pulled back the covers and glanced at her injured thigh. The bandage was professionally applied, and the wound didn't seem to hurt much.

— I remember that wound was not shallow.

— When did my physique become so good?

— Could it be… they used some famous medicine?

Susan slowly shifted her gaze to the bill, and when her pupils focused on the amount, a pang of pain shot through her heart.

So expensive!!

She gritted her teeth, chugged the offered medicinal soup without a drop left, then got out of bed and put on the uniform she had left at the office. Under Youxi's indifferent gaze, she put away the bill and left the room and the office somewhat disheveled.

A few minutes after she left, Li Andy, whom Youxi had claimed had already gone out, walked into the guest room, yawning lazily.

“Hmm? She left?” Li Andy asked Youxi.

“Hmm,” Youxi nodded indifferently.

Li Andy raised an eyebrow, naturally noticing his sister's unusual behavior: “You… don't like her?”

“Hmm.”

“Won't you tell me why?”

Li Andy gently cupped his sister's face with his left hand, and his sister gazed back at him quietly.

Their eyes, scrutinizing each other, showed little ripple.

“She… is too righteous,” Youxi's small lips parted slightly as she softly replied, “And, brother, your reaction, it's as if you've known her for a long time.”

Li Andy's expression stiffened for a moment, and he was the first to concede, explaining, “Uh… I have heard of her, but she doesn't know me, we're not familiar at all. She… is one of the few diligent and responsible Security Officers in Nine District.”

“I see.”

Youxi finally smiled, a very sweet and soft smile. Her small arm slowly wrapped around his neck, and she stood on her tiptoes, lightly imprinting a small wet mark on the corner of his mouth.

“Good morning, brother.”

This brat… why does she have so many little schemes?

Li Andy sighed helplessly, lowered his head, and responded to her greeting with force and depth, asserting his status as the head of the household.

Youxi's eyes narrowed in a smile, accepting it with pleasure, her pretty face gradually tinged with a blush of infatuation.

In the hallway, Sophia rubbed her sleepy eyes as she passed by, paused for half a second, pulled up her slipping nightgown strap, and continued towards the washroom.

Clearly, she was accustomed to the daily sparring between these two siblings.

......

On the other side.

Susan, returning to the Security Bureau with her injuries, wiped a fine sweat from her forehead. Seeing a group of lazy colleagues, she felt an inexplicable surge of anger.

She walked straight to the Branch Chief's office. The pot-bellied man was leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper, like a retired old man.

Susan frowned and slammed her hand on the desk, saying, “Yesterday, I found and injured the serial killer of street girls. Send people to patrol the previous batch of suspects! The culprit is a man, with brown hair, thin…”

Before she could finish, the Security Branch Chief frowned, somewhat displeased, “Why are you late today? Did you forget that the Main Bureau is sending people to inspect today?”

Susan's body stiffened for a second. She took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and said, “The inspection is not the priority now. That murderer is very dangerous…”

“How is the inspection not the priority?!”

The Branch Chief stood up, his round belly resting on the desk, and pointed a finger at Susan, “Don't think that just because your father had some merits, you can just boss around the entire bureau!”

Susan's body froze. She lowered her eyes, seemingly intimidated by the authority.

The fat Branch Chief nodded slightly in satisfaction, just about to offer a carrot after the stick, when he saw Susan's icy eyes lift.

The next second, her arm was grabbed, and he was suddenly lifted into the air. Amidst the spinning sensation, he was heavily slammed onto the ground.

“Susan, you!”

“Click…”

The sound of a gun being cocked rang out, and the cold muzzle pointed at his head.

“Susan… you… you calm down!”

The fat Branch Chief instantly broke out in a cold sweat, “The investigation isn't important… it really isn't important at all!”

“I… I just wanted to suppress you a bit…”

“I… I'll send people for you now…”

“Investigate whatever you want to investigate!”

The air was dead silent.

Everyone watching outside was also stunned, swallowing their saliva, trembling and not daring to move.

Susan remained silent for half a minute, finally releasing the fat Branch Chief. She took his gun and silently left the Security Bureau.

Throughout the entire process, no one dared to stop her.

“Chief… Chief, are you alright…?”

Someone helped the fat Branch Chief up, “What… what should we do next?”

“What do you mean, what to do?!”

The fat Branch Chief cursed, “Do whatever you're supposed to do! Didn't you hear her say she wants to investigate the case? Get all the files out! Do you… do you still want to arrest her?!”

The person shook his head frantically.

No one in the entire Branch Bureau could defeat Susan.

“Tsk… just for a bunch of street girls from that stinking alley… what a madwoman… Isn't it simpler to secure your own rice bowl?… Why risk your life… just like your idiotic dead father!”

The fat Branch Chief sat back in his office chair, took out the files to read, rubbed his shoulder, muttering and grumbling.

.......

Black Alley, South District.

A silent dark-skinned, white-haired youth walked through the alley.

“Why are you following me?”

He stopped and looked at the woman who had been following him.

Lisa paused, twisted her waist, and struck an ambiguous pose: “Handsome boy… do you need some comfort?”

Manba was silent for a few seconds, then asked, “Do you remember to use money?”

Lisa was startled, then her eyes rolled, and she began to wipe away tears, feigning misery, “Yes… I have a good sister, she's seriously ill in bed right now.”

The next second, Manba threw his only money pouch over, then turned and left without looking back.

Now, it was Lisa's turn to be dumbfounded.

No way, buddy…

You just gave it to me??

I still had a whole bunch of tragic scripts to tell!

Is this kid from Black Alley??