Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 40, Section 19: Mastering the Art of Connections

—National Security Bureau. Detention Cell—

His eyes turned.

The police station on Rose Street was brightly lit.

The police officer on night shift yawned, turned the key, and casually left the detention cell.

As Rose Street is home to the Public Security Bureau, there are always one or two people who get into drunken brawls or cause trouble and are sent here to reflect on their actions at night.

The officer was already used to it.

But in the room behind him, the world was actually focused on the scene—a scene that could hardly be described as unremarkable.

He Ye sat in the chair, hesitant to speak, his black hair slightly obscuring his eyes, which were filled with helplessness and tension.

He's thinking of becoming a DJ.

Oh life, can you please spare me this once?
There were three people standing opposite him.

Loris stood with her arms crossed, her face ashen. She still showed some shyness, but it was more of a shyness born of anger and embarrassment.

She stood on the far left, biting her lip, her arms crossed to cover the police badge on her chest, her light golden hair falling over her shoulders, slightly disheveled.

Auxiliary officer Riley stood excitedly on the right, almost jumping for joy and shouting – he was celebrating He Ye's imprisonment in his heart like a Tom the cat who had caught Jerry.

As for those sandwiched between the two on the left and right—

Darren rubbed his forehead, his eyes blank. He looked at the dark-haired young man in front of him. A few days ago, the two had shaken hands and talked in front of the fountain in the central garden. His integrity was admirable; he was a good citizen of Greeley who had saved several hostages.

The result is now...

The other person, wearing silver handcuffs and looking tense, sat in front of Darren, who really couldn't imagine what had happened.

Moreover, Sergeant Loris herself escorted them over.

The silence that had lasted for a while was broken when the footsteps of the police officer on duty in the corridor disappeared. He turned his keys and hummed a song by the boy band TNT as he leisurely walked away—it was such a popular song.

Darren took a deep breath and asked patiently:
"So, what exactly did he do? Why did you bring him here at this hour?"

Upon hearing this, Rayleigh slapped his thigh, ready to immediately plead his case and report the crime—but Loris also took a deep breath, clearly poised to strike.

This action made Rayleigh realize that he shouldn't interrupt at this time, and should wait for his superior to finish complaining.

"He assaulted the police officer, even twice."

Loris spoke methodically, her eyes flashing with anger:
"According to Section 53, Paragraph 2 of the Glenley City Policing Ordinance, citizens who obstruct or assault police officers in the course of their duties shall be subject to detention for a period of one to fifteen weeks, depending on the circumstances."

Loris paused here, suppressing her anger and feigning composure as she continued:

"And because he assaulted a police officer, his crime is aggravated under the policing law, so the detention period should be doubled."

Wow.

Darren was somewhat taken aback after hearing the speech, then turned to look at He Ye in front of him and tentatively asked:

"what do you say?"

After cursing Brook a hundred times in his heart, He Ye said in a deep voice, "There is a deep misunderstanding here, sir."

"Where is the misunderstanding?" Loris gritted her teeth and frowned.

Seeing this, He Ye was a little flustered, but she still managed to calm down and explained:

“I did not intend to attack you subjectively. Objectively, such an action cannot be considered an assault on a police officer; it can only be considered an act of force majeure.”

"And there were countless eyes around at the time to testify that I was pushed down and that's how I bumped into you, officer."

After He Ye finished speaking seriously, Darren was a little curious because he had only seen these people escorting the criminals over in the duty room and did not know the cause and effect. In short, what kind of attack did they mean by attacking the police officers?

Can you describe what happened at that time?

Darren, taking a neutral stance, said:
"After all, the Public Security Law stipulates that assaulting police officers is divided into many situations, and the punishment for each situation is different. I don't think it should be that serious."

Upon hearing this, He Ye was about to begin recounting what had happened.

But the next second, he saw Loris's face turn 'blue-white'—it was the first time he had ever thought of using such an idiom to describe someone's face.

The girl was initially angry when she recalled the incident, then ashamed of her behavior, and finally realized that if she spoke out about what happened under these circumstances and Officer Darren found out what had happened, she would be in a terrible predicament and her reputation would be ruined.

He Ye could roughly tell from her expression that this was what she was thinking.

So He Ye wisely swallowed his words and decided not to say anything more, because that would only make the girl in front of him even angrier and more embarrassed, and then he would act according to his "personal" interests.

Actually, this matter would be over if she just forgave me... it wasn't a serious matter to begin with.

"Uh... which of you can explain this?"

Darren looked around in confusion, because he found that neither of them spoke when he asked them questions, which was strange, even after waiting for several seconds.

Finally, Rayleigh couldn't stand it anymore and decided to vividly describe what had happened.

"That's right, sir. At that time, the two of them..." Rayleigh was about to embellish the story.

The next second, two voices blocked his view.

"Shut up," Loris scoffed.

"Don't speak," He Ye gestured.

Rayleigh: "..."

After a long silence, Rayleigh had no choice but to place his hand on the table and, as if performing a silent play, use his fingers to act out what he knew—two little finger figures collided on the table, fell to the ground, and whimpered.

“That’s right, sir.”

After Riley finished his performance, he said this to him.

Darren was speechless for a moment upon seeing this. He felt that this was even more abstract than the personality analysis he had learned in his "Criminal Psychology" course at the police academy.

He took a deep breath and had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being.

“Okay, I understand. I also understand your request, Loris. However, the matter of assaulting a police officer still needs further investigation. Of course, the person will be detained here temporarily. You can come back tomorrow.”

Darren thought for a moment and offered a compromise that would benefit both sides; in fact, he had already figured out how to solve the problem.

Lorice's personality is not like that of her family's outstanding peer, who is also 'well-known' in the police station, so it is very likely that the gentleman in front of her was arrested under some kind of injustice.

Darren thought he should first calm Lorice down, and then find out what happened in detail after she left—it couldn't be anything serious anyway.

If there really is something wrong, then we should follow the rules.
If it was just a misunderstanding, then let this gentleman go tonight... When Loris comes again tomorrow, just say it's all resolved, and then it won't match up with the person and the situation.

"What do you think?" Darren asked after thinking for a moment.

Loris remained silent for a while, then turned around with a cold snort: "I'll go find some witnesses right now."

Well, it seems she's determined not to give up.

Darren wasn't worried, because he didn't think the bookish young man in front of him was a criminal; he was just relieved that he might have to stay up very late tonight.

Soon, Loris pushed open the door and left the detention cell.

The three people in the room almost breathed a sigh of relief.

"So... Mr. Leon? How did you offend this officer? She's like a little lion, even we're all afraid of her."

Darren stepped forward and offered He Ye a cigarette, trying to get closer to him.

After Lolis left, he no longer had to worry about the issue of favoritism. The man in front of him had indeed helped him a lot during the kidnapping incident in the Central Garden that day.

Darren has his own criteria for judging.

He Ye shook his head and refused the other party's kindness. With a stiff face, he finally said in a sigh of relief, "It's all a misunderstanding... I just accidentally knocked her down."

"That's all?" Darren raised an eyebrow.

"Uh...and then I accidentally touched some parts of her body, but to be honest, I really didn't mean to."

He Ye sighed, silently cursing Brooke again, while also apologizing to the girl in his heart. Darren blinked, taking several seconds to understand the unspoken meaning. If it were just that, it really wasn't a big deal, but at the same time, he could understand why Loris looked so indignant.

He remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a sound: "That's really bad luck."

"Thank you for your sympathy." He Ye felt the same way.

The conversation between the two left Rayleigh stunned once again. He had planned to give a passionate report on the wanted criminal after Loris left, but the scene before him puzzled him.

He wondered why the conman Marlens knew the local officials. Could it be that he had made a mistake?
Yes, what the eyes see is never wrong!
After hesitating for a long time, Rayleigh decided to step forward and salute, interrupting their conversation:

"Sir, I also have something to say!"

Darren turned around at the sound and glanced at the officer's shaky salute. The auxiliary officer had indeed said he was going to report on the "wanted criminal".

"What is it?" He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Rayleigh spoke with righteous indignation, every word powerful:

“This guy not only attacked Commander Loris, but he was also the mastermind behind the Baplo Corporation incident a month ago! Although the portrait doesn't match, I saw it with my own eyes; I was there! I can guarantee that!”

Rayleigh's eyes burned with anger and a thirst for revenge. He could not forget how tragically he had been tricked on that night when he was full of vigor but then his fortunes took a sharp turn for the worse!

Upon hearing this, Darren forgot to exhale from his cigarette.

His eyes widened in surprise, then he abruptly turned his head, staring at He Ye for several seconds before belatedly coughing, patting his chest, and catching his breath.
"Really? You're not kidding?"

Rayleigh stood up and saluted again, using the same posture he had used when saluting Heno, and now saluted Darren, saying:

"Every word is true!"

Seeing this, He Ye thought to himself, "Oh no, oh no, this might be a bit difficult to fool."
Darren's eyes lit up with a kind of joy, as if he had been relieved.
This is something he doesn't understand.

“Okay, thank you for your report.” Darren got up and walked to the door. “You stay here for a while and keep an eye on him. I’ll go find someone. If what you said is true, we will give you an official reward.”

“Yes!” Rayleigh was simply delighted.

Soon, Darren's footsteps faded into the distance, leaving only Rayleigh and He Ye alone in the room. The former down-on-his-luck vagrant rubbed his hands together, chuckling as he stepped forward.

"Regret it now?!" Rayleigh laughed heartily.

He Ye was silent for a moment before speaking, her voice filled with helplessness:

"Actually, I'm sorry about this. I know, after all, you helped me wipe out the evil Baplo Corporation, but I let you get arrested by the police and escaped on my own. Looking back, it was too late for me to warn you... I regret it."

As He Ye finished speaking, Rayleigh's mocking expression froze for a moment.

He never expected He Ye to react this way, actually apologizing instead of being furious after being exposed.

“No, you should be furious…” Rayleigh grabbed his hair, feeling no sense of satisfaction from revenge.

He Ye shrugged: "Mine."

Rayleigh was speechless again: "..."

"Also, I really did intend to give you 20 crowns. I was telling the truth back then, but it's normal that you don't believe me."

He Ye spoke casually, bringing up the matter again, his expression indifferent as he sat in his chair.

This made Rayleigh hallucinate banknotes again, and those green bubble baths seemed exceptionally real.

"I...I..." Rayleigh finally realized what was happening.

He Ye wasn't joking back then!

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" he suddenly started cursing excitedly.

Then, this guy did something incomprehensible: he was wearing a police uniform but was helping a suspect escape from prison!

"Oh shit!"

Rayleigh slapped his thigh, stepped forward, squatted down next to He Ye, and began to remove the handcuffs:

"Damn, I'll trust you one more time! If you hadn't told me sooner, I would have let you go! Just don't get caught, my 200,000 crowns! My home address is No. 7, Lane 32, Koboluo Street, that shabby tent house, just give it to my mother!"

"yeah?"

He Ye watched as someone fiddled with his silver handcuffs.

Then, about twenty seconds later, it actually opened.

She's talented.

Rayleigh shoved the silver handcuffs into his pocket and whispered, "Go!"

"No, buddy..." He Ye was speechless. "You're being way too loyal! What are you going to do if you let me get away?"

"You won't give me 20 crowns?" Reilly retorted, then replied, "At worst, I'll go back to mining coal! But even if I mined coal my whole life, I couldn't earn 20 crowns! This is an exchange!"

"I understand." He Ye nodded in relief. "I will give it to you."

But in reality, they can no longer leave.

The two had wasted too much time talking and fiddling around. The adjutant, Darren, had already returned with his men. When Rayleigh saw this, a look of utter despair appeared on his face—a look of utter hopelessness at the loss of 20 crowns!

"Crack (the door was pushed open)"

Two police officers walked in.

Lieutenant Darren led another middle-aged police officer in. The officer with thinning hair was named Lawn Chell, and he was the first sheriff to arrive at the scene during the Baplow Company incident.

He had seen the suspect's physique, although he only saw part of his face, not the whole picture.

However, after years of handling cases, he has developed his own methods for identifying people.

Seeing this, Rayleigh quickly stepped forward and stood in front of He Ye, saying, "No, sir, I... I might have mistaken you for someone else! This isn't the mastermind! I'm sorry, it was a slip of the tongue!"

"..." Darren was a little confused, but calmly pushed him away, "We'll talk about the rest later. We have people here who can make the decisions."

It's all over, completely over!

Rayleigh had no choice but to reluctantly step aside.

A sense of urgency rose in He Ye's heart as he pondered how to resolve the situation. This might not be a foolproof plan, and even if Rayleigh stopped providing evidence, there would still be trouble.

But the next second was quite unexpected.

Like a happy ending corresponding to a bad end—when He Ye saw the bald middle-aged police officer, Ron Cher looked at He Ye with a relieved and gentle gaze for several seconds before turning his head to meet Darren's eyes.

Officer Lawn smiled and nodded in response, and Darren was also somewhat moved by this, but their words had completely opposite meanings.

"Unfortunately, he was not the mastermind."

Darren smiled easily, almost clapping his hands in delight, and said, "Is that so? Then it seems it was just a misunderstanding."

Rayleigh frowned immediately, sensing that the atmosphere wasn't quite what it seemed. Before he could grasp what was going on, Darren called him out.

"Well then, auxiliary officer, that's all for you here. Thank you for the clues you provided. You can now return to your original team."

Darren extended his hand to shake hands with Reilly, a cryptic handshake that left him bewildered—then he was unceremoniously pushed out, as if this detention cell held some unspeakable secret.

Reilly stood outside, the cell door closed.

? ……

It wasn't until much later that I realized what was happening.

This guy seems to have too many connections and influence.

　The previous chapter was poorly written because I wasn't in a good state of mind, but the revised version has fewer flaws.

　　With an outline, it's easy to guess how the second volume will end given the current development. Without an outline, the 6-word plot and characters wouldn't still be in use now, and characters like Elsa wouldn't appear in the second volume. Many people just used the first three chapters and then left it at that.

　　I only wrote 7,000 words yesterday and updated it in half an hour. I start writing today's draft at 8 pm every night, and I don't have any drafts saved up.

　　I'm a fan of anime and manga, so my writing style is quite strong. I'll be aware if you don't like this kind of plot. I don't really understand what's considered offensive or exciting. If there's any plot you don't want to see, you can leave a comment below and I'll take note.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)