A rollback after death? Then let them offer their loyalty!

Chapter 41 Miss Qin, I'll stop here. Are you deaf?

Almost at the same time Lin Yu left Shen Bing's office, Qin Shuang's sweet and clear voice rang out in the police station lobby.

"Good morning, Brother Lin Yu!"

She seemed to have dressed up carefully today, with more exquisite makeup than yesterday, and her long hair was curled into waves and draped over her shoulders.

She wore a pink knit sweater, a pleated skirt, and those sheer white stockings on her legs, along with little leather shoes.

She looks sweet and fresh, full of innocent girlish charm.

"Brother Lin Yu, guess what I brought~"

Qin Shuang jogged over, then put her hands behind her back and looked up at Lin Yu:

"I brought different flavored cookies for Sister Su Wan today!"

"Really? Miss Qin, that's very kind of you."

Lin Yu nodded without saying anything more and led Qin Shuang outside.

In the car, Qin Shuang was more lively than yesterday.

They continued chatting idly about trivial matters, and as they talked, their bodies unconsciously leaned towards Lin Yu.

"Brother Lin Yu, look over there—" she suddenly pointed to a sign outside the window and leaned forward dramatically.

The cardigan's front was open because of this movement, revealing a patch of snow-white skin to Lin Yu out of the corner of his eye.

The sweet, fruity scent emanating from her body, mixed with the warmth of a young girl, rushed over me all at once.

Lin Yu kept his eyes straight ahead and turned the steering wheel.

Qin Shuang seemed unaware of the "wardrobe malfunction," or perhaps she simply didn't care.

She sat back down with her legs crossed, the rustling sound of her stockings rubbing together.

"Brother Lin Yu, what do you usually like to do after get off work?" Qin Shuang asked curiously, blinking her big eyes.

"You're not just going home to sleep, are you? That's so boring."

"Take care of some things, and do what I love," Lin Yu replied perfunctorily.

"Oh~" Qin Shuang drawled, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers:

"I bet... Brother Lin Yu must be really popular, right? He's handsome, capable, and so composed..."

As she spoke, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her eyes with the shy look of a young girl in love: "Back in the nature reserve, a lot of girls liked this type."

Lin Yu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but he didn't reply.

I don't know if Qin Shuang's attitude towards Li Rui is an act or genuine.

If it were Xiao Chu Nan (Shen He), he would probably have been directly tempted and let Qin Shuang do as she pleased.

Lin Yu doesn't like being manipulated; he likes to manipulate others.

"Miss Qin, are you hot? If you are, I can turn on the air conditioner. Miss Qin, you keep rubbing your legs, is it a skin condition?"

If it's a skin condition, I think the police station's hospital should be able to treat it.

Qin Shuang: "??!!!"

She wasn't discouraged, but pretended not to hear and continued this seemingly naive but actually probing chat.

The car stopped again downstairs at Su Wan's apartment building.

Go upstairs and knock on the door.

When Su Wan opened the door and saw Qin Shuang dressed in a completely new outfit and with a bright smile, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, but she still politely invited the two of them in.

In the living room, Qin Shuang first served some snacks and praised Su Wan's complexion and home decor.

But today's small talk was noticeably shorter; Qin Shuang got straight to the point in just three minutes.

The questions have become sharper and more guiding, no longer as roundabout as they were yesterday.

"Sister Su Wan, think back carefully. Did Director Chen specifically instruct you to keep anything safe before he passed away? Or did he give you any keys, passwords... or any seemingly insignificant little items?"

Qin Shuang leaned forward, her gaze fixed on Su Wan's eyes. Although her tone was still gentle, it was clearly a bit urgent.

Su Wan shook her head: "No, he rarely gave me anything, and I never asked him for anything. I only had the title of mistress."

"Really?" Qin Shuang narrowed her eyes slightly, her smile fading somewhat.

"Sister, this is very important; it could concern your safety. Please think about it carefully."

Su Wan shook her head again, her tone firm: "Really not!"

Qin Shuang was silent for a few seconds, then she picked up her teacup, took a sip, and gently traced a circle with her fingertips along the rim.

The atmosphere in the living room became tense.

Lin Yu remained seated on the single sofa a short distance away, seemingly unconcerned.

"Sister." Qin Shuang suddenly spoke again, her voice even softer, yet carrying an unusual chill:

Are you still blaming me? Blaming me for being too direct yesterday and making you uncomfortable?

"I didn't..." Su Wan denied instinctively.

"That's good." Qin Shuang interrupted her, leaning forward again, almost touching Su Wan's knees.

A glint flashed in her eyes, and she pursed her pink lips slightly as she spoke:

"Shall we start over now? Relax, sister...look at me."

It's safe here; it's just us.

Tell me everything about Director Chen—everything you're afraid of, hesitant about, uncertain about… understand? Without holding back.

Qin Shuang then activated her ability.

Su Wan's eyes suddenly became somewhat dazed, and her lips parted slightly, as if she had something to say.

But at that moment—

The cold muzzle of the gun was firmly pressed against Qin Shuang's temple.

Qin Shuang's mental fluctuations ceased abruptly, as if severed by a single stroke.

Her body stiffened abruptly, her pupils contracted sharply, and she slowly turned her head.

At this moment, Lin Yu stood beside her, leaning slightly forward, the muzzle of the Gambler's Revolver pressed against her skin.

Lin Yu's face remained expressionless, but his eyes grew colder.

"Miss Qin, that concludes our inquiry."

Qin Shuang's body stiffened, and the sweet smile on her face could no longer be maintained under Lin Yu's gun.

Shock, disbelief, and fury at being abruptly interrupted and failing flashed in her eyes.

However, Qin Shuang quickly calmed down, her chest heaving slightly, and she managed to force a smile back onto her face.

"Lin, Brother Lin Yu~ What do you mean by this? I was just helping Sister Su Wan remember..."

Lin Yu did not answer, and the gun barrel pressed against Qin Shuang's temple remained motionless.

This kind of disregard is more chilling than a direct threat.

Qin Shuang's smile finally crumbled, and a surge of suppressed rage mixed with the humiliation of being looked down upon welled up in her eyes.

She, a Sequence 7 Extraordinary, a full member of the Bureau's investigation team, was actually held at gunpoint by a Jiangcheng Police Station detective, and treated with such an attitude?!

"Lin Yu." Qin Shuang's voice turned cold.

"Put the gun away! Do you know what you're doing? You think you can—"

The next second, Qin Shuang's words came to an abrupt halt.

Because Lin Yu's finger on the trigger twitched slightly.

"Miss Qin, I'll stop here. Are you deaf?"

hum!

A deep, eerie tremor instantly spread out from Lin Yu!

Qin Shuang felt a blur before her eyes, and the surrounding scenery became distorted.

In the blink of an eye, she found herself no longer in Su Wan's apartment.

Instead, there was a completely enclosed, silver-gray hemispherical space.

In the center of the space, a heavy, dark oak gambling table appeared out of thin air, with two high-backed chairs standing opposite each other.

Above the gambling table, a phantom image of a revolver cylinder made of silver light was slowly rotating, with the outlines of six bullets clearly visible.

"field?!"

Qin Shuang's mind went blank.

She looked up at Lin Yu abruptly, only to find that he had already released the gun that was pressed against her temple.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Qin."

Lin Yu pulled out a high-backed chair and sat down, his movements as relaxed as if he were at home.

Beside Lin Yu, a ghostly figure dressed in an old-fashioned gentleman's suit, with a blank face and a wide grin that reached his ears, was "smiling" at Qin Shuang.

"Lin Yu! What are you doing!" Qin Shuang shouted in terror.

The phantom of the gun spirit let out a hoarse "giggle," bowed respectfully to Lin Yu, and then turned to Qin Shuang, announcing in a distorted, overlapping voice:

"The betting game is set. Participants: Lin Yu and Qin Shuang."

Rules: Roulette game, players take turns shooting themselves at least once, and the hit player is declared "instantly dead".

Note: The holder of the Gambler's Revolver has the first move.