The sun is scorching in Xining, and the barrel of criminal police captain Chen Meng's gun is hotter than the sun. He had seen the dirtiest blood, but he had never seen a woman like Lin Beibei - a sweet veterinarian who smelled like disinfectant from a veterinary hospital, but was actually the sharpest hidden blade of the National Drug Enforcement Administration. "Captain Chen, veterinarians can also kill people," she gasped and chuckled as she pressed the blood-stained scalpel against his Adam's apple during the first confrontation, "Especially... The beasts who touch my animals." He grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the wall with his backhand, and the muzzle of the gun slid down her waistline. "What a coincidence," he bit into the cigarette butt, and the smell of gunpowder entered her breath, "I specialize in treating beasts."
A bloody Tibetan antelope smuggling case tore open the web of crime on the plateau. The daggers of drug dealers and the bullets of betrayal are closing in step by step. At the critical moment of life and death, she pushed him away violently and faced the approaching black shadow. The severe pain caused her to lose consciousness instantly. He caught her limp body, his tentacles warm and sticky. "Bite me if it hurts!" He roared, tearing open his shirt and wrapping it tightly around her, his Adam's apple rolling between her clenched teeth. Her blood-stained fingertips feebly stroked the stubble on his chin, and she said angrily: "Captain Chen... Your heartbeat... Is so noisy."
