Superpowered Love Academy

"If you can't bear to part with him, why don't you go find him?"

"Looking for him?" Tuqi was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, even a good horse will eat the grass it has already grazed."

Going back to an old flame!

Tuqi had always had this thought in her heart.

But her pride made it impossible for her to admit this, let alone do it.

But once someone mentions it, even she can't help but have thoughts about it.

"Isn't that embarrassing?"

Noticing the change in Tuqi's tone, the bartender immediately realized he had guessed correctly and continued in that direction:

"Just take a roundabout approach."

"..."

"Besides, if you really like it, why care about what others think?"

As the bartender spoke, he winked at the chubby guy across from him, unabashedly showing off his status as a pro!

Tuqi didn't say anything more, nor did she drink any more.

She thought for a moment, then suddenly pulled out a few banknotes and placed them on the bar:

"You're right, why should I care about what others think?"

……

At the same time.

In a small hotel across two streets from the bar street.

Zuo Le and Tu Mi led Zhou Zhu to the room and began their final questioning before handing over the task.

"What are you going to do to me?" Seeing the menacing Zuo Le and Tu Mi, Zhou Zhu was the first to speak.

It does seem like they're taking the initiative and controlling the pace of the conversation.

"Don't be nervous, we've just been asked by the boss to take you back."

As Zhou Zhu listened to Zuo Le's explanation, the wary expression on her face relaxed slightly.

"Boss? Then why did you bring me here?"

"The boss hasn't started work yet, so I brought you here to rest for a bit." Zuo Le made up a reason, not afraid that the other party would suspect or expose him.

Although he clearly sensed that something was off about the girl, he didn't intend to check Zhou Zhu's body.

His mission was to find Zhou Zhu and bring him back.

It's not about investigating the girl's specific situation.

Whether she has a problem or not makes no difference to Zuo Le. He brought her here just to see if there is any information worth obtaining.

Upon hearing Zuo Le's explanation, Zhou Zhu lowered her head, once again revealing her vulnerable demeanor:

"Thank you for saving me. That man locked me up there for a long time. I thought I'd never get out, sob..."

Her voice was soft and nasal, and it started to tremble with sobs as she spoke.

People felt pity for him.

Zuo Le ignored the emotional signals she was giving and engaged in a simple conversation with her:

"Don't get agitated, you're safe now. Can you tell me about yourself? Like your name?"

"My name is Zhou Zhu, and I'm a student in the Holy Light Department..."

Holy Light System?

Zuo Le didn't say anything, got up and poured herself a glass of water, and glanced at Zhou Zhu's neck and wrist.

There was a ligature mark on her neck, which had turned from red to purple, indicating that it had been there for quite some time.

There were handcuff marks on his wrists, but Zuo Le felt something was off.

Under normal circumstances, if someone is handcuffed and subjected to sexual humiliation, and struggles, the marks would likely be closer to their arms.

Where are you from?

"I came from Nanjing..."

Nanjing?

The place hailed as a holy city, the stronghold of the Lightbringers.

What are you doing in Shanghai?

Travel? Academic exchange? Or visiting relatives?

Zuo Le didn't ask about these things.

"How long has he been holding you captive?"

“I met him a little over three months later in the suburbs near where the Forestry Bureau was stationed. I was very flustered at the time. He said he could introduce me to a job in Shanghai, so I believed him.”

But unexpectedly, waaaaah…

When Zhou Zhu got to this point, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Zuo Le rubbed his chin, not paying much attention to the girl's crying in front of him:

What does Zheng Henian usually do?

"It's just eating, watching TV, and then... sometimes he'll hit me, sometimes with his fists, sometimes with his feet..."

Zhou Zhu lowered her head and recounted her painful experiences during this period.

She talked for a long time.

The content of her explanation was also very complete, and at least Zuo Le could not detect any flaws, so she wanted to see her specific expression.

However, Zhou Zhu kept her head down and did not reveal her eyes while saying these words.

Zuo Le couldn't see his specific expression, but he could see his eyelashes trembling.

Is he deliberately hiding his gaze?

Zuo Le showed no intention of probing further and simply gave a perfunctory reply:

"Shanghainese people are really shameless."

Hearing him say that, Tu Mi couldn't help but glance at Zuo Le.

Noticing Tu Mi's gaze, Zuo Le added another explanation:

"I wasn't talking about you."

"Aren't you from Shanghai?"

"I come from faraway Anhui!" Zuo Le shrugged, realizing he couldn't be selected.

But Tu Mi seemed to have anticipated this, slightly raising her head and adding:

"Ha, what's the difference between you and Zheng Henian? All you do is bully girls all day long."

People from Anhui bow their heads like people from Shanghai, which makes me, a Nanjing native, feel more upright.

"You're also from Nanjing?"

Zuo Le looked at Tu Mi with some surprise, but the stray dog ​​was unfazed and smug:

"Tuqi and I were born in the Holy Capital, is there a problem?"