Honest Beta Starts from the Interrogation Room [GB]

I am an honest female beta living in the slums, riding a rickety old bicycle through wooden shacks to deliver goods.

I respect the elderly, care for the young, and even pay 40% of my salary i...

Chapter 1 Chapter 1 I am just a be who pays my taxes honestly...

Chapter 1 Chapter 1 I am just a be who pays my taxes honestly...

What is the most painful thing in this world?

It's work.

So what is more painful?

I finally got off work and thought I could go home and rest, but I was arrested as a accomplice of the rebels.

They arrested me on the charge of "passing intelligence to the rebels and assisting in rebel propaganda," locked me up in a small dark room, and didn't even give me food.

Oh my god, I didn't have breakfast! Do you know that the biggest hope of a low-class slave who works twelve hours a day is to have a full meal? Believe it or not, I will rebel right now to show you, a bunch of Celestial Dragons!

It’s fake. I didn’t dare to say a word at all. I didn’t even have the courage to look up at the Celestial Dragons.

I knew these fragile police officers all too well. If I looked them in the eye for even a second, they would pull out their guns and frisk me in the police car like crazy.

The lives of the lower-class cattle and horses are also lives. We can’t give up their lives for a little dignity, right?

After staying in the small dark room trembling with fear for half an hour, I was finally taken to the interrogation room.

The police officer pressed me down on a chair, restrained my hands with heavy shackles, and searched me.

I was broke and had only a few coins to buy rice balls and a pen and paper to record the delivery routes.

However, it was paper and pen that allowed these lunatics to confirm my crime of "passing intelligence."

Bullshit! If I pass on information, I won't leave any evidence. I will also kill anyone who sees paper and pen!

Well, no matter how I roar and scream inside, I must maintain my humble, cool and noble character on the surface.

Well, few people don't like to pretend. I just like to pretend a little more than others.

The interrogation room was dimly lit, with only a small, pale desk lamp on the table.

The person in charge of interrogating me this time was the police inspector, the highest-ranking police officer.

It was so funny that a little cow like me actually bothered the police inspector to condescend to interrogate me.

"Name, age."

"Bai Wuyong, 23 years old."

"gender."

"Beta, female."

"Sexual orientation."

I choked out, "Inspector, it doesn't seem to matter."

The inspector, with his striking red hair and striking features, gave me a sickly smile and said, "Yes, it really doesn't matter."

"What were you doing at four in the morning on the 21st?" He changed the question.

"Rest at home."

"Really? Why does the schedule provided by the freight company show you working at this time of day? And the delivery area is exactly the West District."

The swear words in my heart almost came out.

Fortunately, I remembered my noble and cold Moonlight persona and said in a more calm tone, "Inspector, you know why I didn't work that day."

"This is an interrogation. To ensure your innocence, I advise you to tell the truth." The police inspector crossed his legs.

He knew I wouldn't look up, so he deliberately swung his legs under the table. Black trousers, black leather boots, and the dazzling red soles made them look very expensive.

The damn luxury stung my poor eyes, so I could only turn my head away in embarrassment.

"Now, answer my question." The inspector shook his calves and used his voice to attract my attention.

I took a deep breath and told him exactly what happened that day.

"At 5:30 pm on the 20th, I rode my bike to the company to pick up some goods. However, my bike chain broke halfway, forcing me to stop and spend five minutes repairing it. This resulted in me being five minutes late for work and having my salary deducted by 300 yuan. After arriving at the company to pick up the goods, I planned my delivery route according to my usual work experience. I didn't stop until 2:40 am on the 21st to buy some rice balls at a roadside convenience store."

"I ran into the police inspector right after I left the convenience store. I was suspected of having contraband at home, so I was forced to leave my belongings and take the inspector with me for a home search. By the time the inspector finished their search and left, it was already past four in the morning. For this, the company marked me as absent from work and fined me 500 yuan."

I have tried to be as straightforward as possible, but the culprit who caused me to be marked as absent from work and fined 500 yuan laughed like a psycho after listening to my story.

"Hahahaha! How funny, hahaha!"

My mind broke down and I cursed: You are laughing at your father! Why don’t you laugh so hard that your father’s ancestral grave explodes!

Did you know that a low-level calf only earns three thousand yuan a month?

Maybe it was my silence that made the other person feel bored.

The inspector soon stopped laughing and tore up the paper the recorder had carefully written down and threw it into the trash can nearby. "Now you are innocent, Bai Wuyu."

I exchanged glances with the recorder.

I'm sure! This recorder is also annoying and crazy, right? Come on, push this psycho's head into the trash can too!

But he didn't move.

Useless thing!

When I left the interrogation, the police inspector took me to his office.

Office desks and chairs made of mahogany, luxurious and high-end tea sets, bulletproof glass with a maximum safety factor, and blackout curtains for extremely high privacy.

Just walking to this stop, I can feel the strong smell of money coming towards me.

The inspector drew the curtains and turned on the lamp at his desk.

This time the light was warm yellow, barely illuminating the documents on the desk.

Before I could see, my view was blocked by the inspector.

"Useless, look how pitiful you are. You can only suffer without me." The psychopath just talks trash.

Let your father's dog go... this damn psychopath is right!

But do you really want me to act weak and pitiful? Of course not.

Someone like me, who is so cold and aloof, will never admit that I am a crispy little pork belly.

"Olvera, I don't like this," I whispered, using my full acting chops to portray the tragic character who's clearly being controlled but refuses to bow due to pride. "I know I'm innocent, and you know it too. But you insist on teasing me and insulting my dignity."

"If my dignity is insulted, I would rather die."

The inspector blinked, and his dark pupils seemed to shrink.

Don’t underestimate the ability of the low-level employees to read people’s expressions. Those who don’t know how to read their boss’ micro-expressions would have been kicked out of the company long ago, okay?

"Hahahaha, useless, you just like to say these things to make me laugh." Olvera started to laugh nervously again, leaning on my shoulder and laughing all over.

Is this psychopath going to slobber on my clothes?

I pushed him out in disgust.

Because there are surveillance cameras in the office, I have to put on more complex expressions that are in line with my personality. It’s really tiring just thinking about it.

"It's useless, let's not talk about that nonsense." Olvera pulled my hand back and put it on her cheek.

"We've already slept together, so there's no need to refuse me. You were very satisfied on the 21st, weren't you? There are still bite marks on my waist from you. Do you want to see them?"

I won’t talk about it unless he mentions it, but I get angry when he mentions it.

I immediately pushed him away, rejecting him with a righteous expression, "What happened on the 21st was just your conspiracy! If you hadn't put drugs in my water glass, how could I have had sex with you!"

"My pride and self-esteem will never allow me to interfere in other people's marriages, and if your alpha husband knew you had committed such a crime, he would definitely bring ruin to your reputation!"

"No, he wouldn't know," Olvera said, unconcerned. "He's busier than a bee in spring."

"Look at you, you get angry when I mention what happened that night. I've hinted to you many times, but you seem to not understand and keep avoiding me. I have no choice, it's useless, I can only do this. If you had taken the initiative before that night, I wouldn't have drugged you."

Oh my god, I'm scared to death by this crazy logic.

Does this psychopath know that if her Celestial Dragon husband finds out about their affair, the first person he'll kill is me?

No, this psychopath definitely knew. He simply wanted to play with my body.

Damn it! Once again, I sincerely wish his ancestral grave would explode.

"Then give up on this idea." I turned around and prepared to leave.

"I have the surveillance video of you at the lecture last night," he said.

Believe it or not, where does the surveillance come from in the slums?

This psycho is driving me crazy.

"Useless, your brother is only 19, right? He's said to be very smart and an alpha. If he gets expelled from school, will there be any company willing to hire him in the future?"

I sneered and prepared to turn the doorknob.

"If you agree to be my lover, I can get you promoted to manager of the company. Not only will you only have to work eight hours a day, but your salary will be four times what it was before."

Do you really think I care about just a promotion and salary increase?

I really do care.

I turned around and glared at Olvera, "You know that I am innocent, and my brother is innocent too, yet you still use this to threaten me!"

"As long as it's useful, isn't it?" Olvera sat on the desk with one leg raised and the other leg hanging down and dangling.

His hair and legs were shaking, and it made me want to punch him in the face.

"Aren't you coming over yet?" Olvera supported her upper body with both hands and leaned back slightly. "It's very private here. I think it's a good place."

I am really speechless.

A lunatic is indeed a lunatic, he can get horny wherever he goes.

I felt that it was not the right time yet, so I stood at the door without moving.

His smile grew wider, and he leaned further back, issuing a final warning, "Useless, if you die, your brother will die with you."

It's so intolerable.

This psychopath is totally missing the point!

I strode over and grabbed his neck, pressing him against the table. "Ovira, do you always have to humiliate me and force me?"

You're crazy, can you give me a promotion and a raise with just one sentence?

He was constantly being pushed upwards by me, and then he would cling to me with his legs wrapped around my waist and sit back down. I was pinching his neck, making him speechless, and he just smiled disgustingly with a red face.

Laugh, laugh, laugh! All the money of a lowly cow like me is laughed away by you bunch of Celestial Dragons!

I was so disgusted that my hair stood on end. I pulled off his tie and tied his eyes, "Don't look at me with those disgusting eyes."

Olvera tilted his head and babbled incoherently, "Not... on the neck... cough cough! Bite it? Haha, he won't know... cough cough!"

I won't do that. What if her husband comes to do a surprise inspection and sees me? How am I going to explain it?

On the 21st, I was forced, so of course I could do whatever I wanted. But today, I wasn't drugged. I was in a "conscious, forced state," so of course I had to act like I wasn't interacting with anyone except for necessary communication.

I can't explain that if the other party put his hand under my mouth and didn't bite it, I would shoot him, right?

Never mind, let’s get to know the person first.

Why is this psychopath breathing louder and louder?

Although I knew that this office had good sound insulation, I still grabbed the document next to me, crumpled it up, and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

Stop barking, or the dogs outside will come over to you.

When my lunatic consciousness was at its most blurred, I stopped for a moment to look at the title on the document.

Slum Demolition and Slum Eviction Plan

I was silent.

Not only did he lose his strength to penetrate people, but even his fingers became paralyzed.

Damn psychopathic Celestial Dragon, are you really planning to make me homeless?

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