Hong Kong film: Detective Abalone, dominating Hong Kong Island!

night.

Government House

High-ranking officials, celebrities, business leaders, and detectives from Hong Kong Island have all gathered here.

The magnificent hall was adorned with exquisite chandeliers, making the entire interior as bright as day.

A wide variety of food and drinks are available everywhere.

There were also waiters carrying trays, moving among the guests to serve them fine wine at any time.

As the music played at varying tempos and paces, everyone present, along with their dance partners, stepped into the center of the dance floor.

Women in jeweled attire and gentlemen in suits danced and sang.

Chen Xijiu did not bring any female companions. Instead, he sat down and leisurely ate desserts.

This was his first time attending a dance party like this; Brother Le would never have taken him before.

Not high enough level

However, it's quite boring here.

These people, pretending to be gentlemen or ladies, will only cause trouble once the show is over.

At a celebrity ball, beautiful women are never absent.

Piggy was the same; he was sitting next to Chen Xijiu, chatting idly.

Piggy's eyes lit up, his lecherous gaze sweeping over the woman every now and then. "Little Nine, has anyone caught your eye?"

Chen Xijiu shook his head: "Brother Zai, I'm not interested."

"what?"

Piggy feigned surprise, "Is this still the lecherous Detective Chen Xijiu? Not even interested in the foreign beauty?"

Chen Xijiu said speechlessly, "Brother Zai, is this how I appear to you now?"

Piggy shook his head: "No, Little Nine, not only in my eyes, but throughout Hong Kong Island, you have this image."

"alright."

Chen Xijiu shook his head, glancing at a Chinese woman. "She looks somewhat attractive, but she's really just average, with a slutty look on her face."

“Xi Jiu is right, it’s really just so-so.” Piggy nodded in agreement.

"Hey bro, look at that British woman, she's almost forty, right? And those low-cut cleavage..."

"Besides, I heard that this Englishwoman has a strong, pungent odor; I can't stand it."

"Xi Jiu is right, she's right!"

Piggy burst into laughter: "Hahaha..."

The two chatted idly and without restraint, completely unconcerned about being overheard.

Music is playing. 6

"But Hey, there really is a beauty on the British side!"

Piggy seemed to have thought of something, his round face filled with amazement: "That beauty, how should I put it, every time she appears, she's the center of attention."

Chen Xijiu was slightly taken aback: "So exaggerated, who is it?"

Everyone present was of high status and position, and had seen countless beautiful women.

He simply couldn't imagine how beautiful she could be to become the center of attention. 5

"The Governor's daughter,"

"The Governor's daughter?" Chen Xijiu subconsciously looked at the Governor dancing with a noblewoman on the dance floor.

With such a distinguished appearance, how could he possibly have a beautiful daughter?

However, Piggy is quite the lecher, so it's no wonder he showed such amazement.

"Miss Elena has arrived!"

"Miss Elena has arrived!"

Suddenly, gasps of surprise rang out, and all the men and women outside the dance floor turned to look in one direction.

The young Britons straightened their clothes and looked over there with burning eyes.

Many young women looked on with a mixture of envy and jealousy.

"Xi Jiu, you're here!"

Piggy was also very excited, looking like a complete lecher.

A woman of about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, wearing a blue and white striped umbrella-shaped dress, appeared elegantly in front of everyone.

Her long, jet-black hair was tied into a braid and hung naturally down her back.

A pearl necklace, the perfect size, encircled her fair neck.

The woman's facial bone structure is extremely consistent with Eastern aesthetics.

Her stunningly beautiful face, with its captivating amber eyes, drew all who looked into them.

Elegant, dignified, noble, charming...

Any adjective seems to pale in comparison to her.

She only needs to stand there quietly, and she looks like a painting.

"This is..."

Now Chen Xijiu understood.

Why did this Miss Elena captivate everyone present?

In her previous life on screen, she was one of the four great roses of England, Catherine Zeta-Jones.

A beautiful woman who possesses both the beauty of an Eastern woman and the allure of a Western woman, embodying the best of both worlds.

She was once even a template for cosmetic surgery for women around the world.

Chen Xijiu exclaimed, "Brother Zai, you're right."

“Sai Gau, I told you…” Piggy looked like a lecherous man, swallowing hard every now and then, “It’s a pity she’s the Governor’s daughter.”

The Governor's daughter?

Chen Xijiu picked up his wine glass, took a slow sip, and stared intently at Elena.

Elena gracefully glanced around and smiled politely at everyone.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Elena's amber eyes met Chen Xijiu's gaze.

Who is he?

He seems to be a complete stranger.

Such an aggressive gaze!

Elena sensed a man's desire to conquer in Chen Xijiu's gaze.

This is the first time a Chinese person has ever stared at themselves so openly in this kind of setting.

In an instant, Elena's amber eyes met his gaze without flinching.

At that moment, Elena, who was originally elegant and dignified, exuded a wild and alluring charm.

My heart skipped a beat!

Without any hesitation, Chen Xijiu directly countered Elena's use of the "Heartbeat" active skill.

For a woman like this, pursuing ordinary goals is destined to lead to a difficult path.

I need to take her down as soon as possible to live up to my reputation as the lecherous Abalone Detective!

Elena met Chen Xijiu's gaze again, and before she knew it, she had become curious about him.

Who is he?

In Hong Kong, an island predominantly inhabited by the British, their gazes were surprisingly unabashed.

He's so brave!

The most dangerous thing between a man and a woman is when one of them becomes curious about the other.

"Miss Elena, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?"

"Miss Elena, I'm John. May I ask...?"

Soon, a group of young Britons appeared in front of Elena.

They all extended their right hands in a gentlemanly manner, inviting each other to dance.

"Excuse me, I already have a dance partner."

Elena smiled and declined, then parted from the group and strode toward the center of the dance floor.

"Does Miss Elena have a dance partner?"

"Which guy is so lucky!"