Chapter 10 Chapter 10 It's quite embarrassing this late at night

Olvera looked ahead with unfocused eyes.

After excessive joy, there is the coolness of receding tide.

After lying quietly on the table for a while, Olvera's pupils finally focused again.

He turned sideways to look at the woman behind him and found that she was looking at him with a complicated and confused look. The moment their eyes met, she hid them at an extremely fast speed.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" Olvera smiled, and the breath from her moist lips was still damp.

"No." said the beta female.

She is obviously not good at lying and does not know the techniques of lying.

When she noticed his gaze, she would unconsciously and awkwardly look away, frowning her spring swallowtail eyebrows, and then change the subject abruptly.

"Go wash up, I'll clean up the living room."

She's hiding something from herself, Olvera thought.

But Olvera didn't care. If he was a good man who cared about others, he wouldn't have threatened someone with a gun and drugs to have sex with him on the 21st, nor would he have threatened her brother to become his lover.

So Olvera went to the bathroom to wash up and left the beta woman in the living room.

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I think Olvera is getting more and more crazy.

After we were done, he looked at me with a somewhat disgusting look. Although I had deliberately guided him, I still felt uneasy.

Hey, better be careful.

When he went into the bathroom to wash up, I picked up the tissue on the table to wipe my hands, and at the same time scanned the entire living room to think about where he hid the box.

After wiping my fingers clean, I used the movement of cleaning the living room to pick at the cracks everywhere, and in this way I made my way to the kitchen.

When I looked up, I met a pair of familiar eyes.

Ali was lying outside the window in a strange position, looking like she was about to crawl in. When she noticed me, she was stunned for a moment, then she stared at me and said, "You're here."

The two of us stared at each other silently in a weird posture for three seconds, and then I suddenly stepped forward to block her!

"How the hell did you get up here?! This is the eighth floor! The eighth floor!"

Ali's face was expressionless, her eyes narrowed habitually, "I thought you regretted it, so I came to look for you."

As expected of my good friend of seven years, he has full confidence in my morals.

That’s not the point. The point is that I absolutely cannot let this person crawl in!

I put my hands on her head and pushed her out, "Get off! I mean what I said, I'll send you off!"

"Are you okay?" Ali asked.

"Is it okay for you to ask this?" I asked her back and pushed her head directly towards the window.

However, Alpha's physical fitness is better than that of a cow. No matter how hard I pressed, Ali's right hand was firmly fixed on the windowsill, and her left hand took out a dagger. It seemed that she really intended to kill Olvera!

Oh my god! If you kill Olvera, who's going to be my backer? Who's going to give me a promotion and a raise? Who's going to approve my application to the Keya District?

The next second, Ali's body became shorter.

"Useless, what are you doing in the kitchen?" the beta male's voice sounded behind me.

I immediately broke out in a cold sweat. I turned around and said to him calmly, "Is there any water?"

How can this person take a shower so quickly? He is not only washing the outside but also the inside!

Or is it that the water quality in the slums is not satisfactory to you and you are not worthy of washing in it?

Olvera laughed, "Of course."

We switched positions, and under my seemingly calm but actually frightened gaze, Olvera came to the windowsill, filled a glass of water with a glass, and then faced me with her back to the windowsill.

He handed me the glass.

I raised my hand to take the glass of water.

In the brief moment our fingers touched, the back of my hand was scratched.

I felt dizzy for a moment as I looked into Olvera's eyes.

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't dazzled by the psycho's beauty, but by the dagger that Ali raised.

Ali climbed out of the windowsill quietly, then raised the dagger high and pointed it at Olvera's neck!

Stop it!

Don’t you bunch of damn alphas know how to use your brains?

nononono!

I tried to wink at Ali, trying to get her to use her brain to think about the pros and cons.

However, Ali misunderstood me and narrowed her eyes, giving me a confident expression as she mouthed, "I'll kill you with one strike."

Ahhhh, believe it or not, if you kill him today, I, his mistress, will be sent to the execution platform tomorrow!

Do you know that if a murder happens, the person next to you will be listed as the first suspect?

It’s too late!

My heart was pounding, and at the moment when Ali was about to drop the dagger, I made up my mind!

“Snap!”

The box fell out of his coat pocket and clattered to the ground.

Olvera lowered her head and looked at the ground, while Ali stopped and looked at me in confusion.

I gestured wildly to Ali while Olvera was picking up boxes.

Idiot! Watch me!

Ali's rusty brain finally chose the correct answer. She retreated behind the windowsill and continued to observe furtively from the eighth floor outside.

Olvera picked up the box and played with it in her palm.

After confirming that the box was exactly the same as the one he had found in my house, the smile on his face widened noticeably.

"Useless, why is the box in your pocket?"

I pursed my lips and used my superb acting skills to portray a variety of complex emotions such as confusion, entanglement, pain, and helplessness to perfection.

Yes, go ahead and question me!

"I just... want it back," I whispered.

"This is stolen goods, useless." Olvera came closer to me, almost face to face with me.

He had just finished washing up, with wet red hair still hanging around his ears, and his breath had a distinct scent of shower gel.

"No!" I turned my head and looked at Olvera as if my pride was hurt again. "You know very well that this is not stolen goods, this is mine..."

My words stopped abruptly.

"You can keep talking, useless." His smile was bright. "I like to hear it."

Nah, this is crazy.

"I'll put it back." I couldn't bear it any longer and snatched the box back, then pushed him away and walked out.

Olvera grabbed me again and said, “Leave it to me.”

"No, I took it out myself, just let me put it back." I looked a little panicked.

Olvera obviously noticed it and took the box back again. "It's useless. Only the inspector has the right to deal with stolen goods."

I stared at him silently, and finally gave in.

I followed him to the living room fireplace and watched him casually move a few pieces of wood with pliers.

Wow, it was hidden in the fireplace.

When Olvera opened the compartment and saw the intact box inside, she was obviously surprised.

I just stood behind him, feeling the pain and helplessness of having endured humiliation and done bad things that were exposed.

"Hahahahaha!" Olvera laughed so hard that her shoulders trembled. "Wuyong, you are really cute."

"What are you thinking? Switching it out? Let me guess, what's in this new box?"

It’s nothing, just some white paper I got for free from my neighbor next door.

There is no way you can ask me to spend money, that would be like asking for my life.

"Did you use the money I gave you to buy new boxes?" he continued to ask.

I still didn't speak.

Leave the imagination to the psychopaths.

A true warrior must have the courage to get something for nothing.

When the psycho had laughed enough, he put the new box into the compartment.

No? You're taking both boxes?

I quickly walked over and took out the old box.

In fact, the weights of the two boxes are obviously different, after all, one contains ore and the other contains white paper.

I can't let Olvera discover the difference between the two, at least I can't let his hands feel the difference between the two in a short period of time.

"Ovila, I won't come here again." I said harshly for the nth time, "Not ever again."

"The box...I'll take it."

This time Olvera didn't try to stop me, and I quickly ran out of the apartment and slammed the door shut!

Oh hoo! I got the box! Let's get to the East Pier before that psychopath reacts!

Not long after we reached the first floor of the apartment, Ali ran out with me.

Confusion was written all over her face. "Is he not smart?"

"What did you say?"

Ali thought about it for a while, then decided on her own answer, "Yes, he's just not smart. He actually changed it for you."

"...Forget it, as long as you are happy." I felt complicated.

At the intersection, Ali was about to turn again.

I quickly grabbed her hand and asked her the last question I had in the past few days, "Why on earth does your organization not allow members to know each other's true identities?"

Ali staggered as I pulled her, and the dagger almost scratched my arm.

But she still answered me seriously, "Because someone once betrayed me."

"Who? Why?"

"It wasn't me." Ali frowned. "It was a beta female, twenty years ago."

"A lot of people died, and it took a long time for everyone to recover. Then no one was allowed to know the identities of their companions."

It seems that they have been stabbed in the back, so they are all acting like turtles, right?

But it has nothing to do with me.

There are less than five hours left until the appointed time.

I pedaled my bike like crazy, galloping across the battlefield at lightning speed.

However, halfway through the run I realized I still had a question I hadn’t asked!

Which ship's deck is this from?

So I controlled the front of the car with one hand and used my innate skills with the other hand to press the communicator to send a message to Ali.

Damn alpha, stop rushing and show me the communicator!

At least tell me the characteristics!

So we arrived at the dock.

At midnight, the dock was bustling with people, the docked smuggling ships were pushing each other, and occasionally you could hear the smugglers' foul language.

A few illegal workers carried the cargo onto the deck and took advantage of the smugglers' inattention to sneak a peek into the cargo. If they were lucky, they would get something valuable, but if they were unlucky, they would be caught on the spot and beaten.

I parked my bike in a dark corner where no one cared, and then groped my head in the dark to check the boats docked at the pier.

Since everyone was doing illegal business, they tacitly agreed not to turn on the headlights, but instead chose to use dim kerosene lamps to provide light.

It is also because of this that the sea surface is pitch black.

I saw several workers fall into the sea because they didn't see the way carefully, and then they were cursed by the smugglers.

Which ship is it?

Their ship had to be recognizable, otherwise the members of the organization wouldn't be able to identify them. Secondly, they couldn't be too high-profile. After all, this was a serious matter like smuggling ore; if caught, they would be guilty of a capital offense. Finally, the docking members had certain rights, and this final procedure required a safeguard.

After some thought, my eyes fixed on a ship that was about to dock.

I couldn't walk over there directly, so I had to swim.

When I jumped into the freezing cold sea water, I cursed Ali and the alpha man in my heart!

The members of your organization don't know each other, so when you want to contact each other, do you just randomly arrest cattle and horses? I am the unlucky guy you arrested!

Cursing, I swam towards the target ship.

When we got there, I found there was another boat behind it, just as I expected.

What made me want to curse even more was that the two ships shone a beam of light on me at the same time.

Bathed in two beams of light at the same time, I closed my eyes in pain.

"A smuggler?" The man on the left frowned, folded his arms across his chest, and looked down at me condescendingly.

"Jumping into the sea to commit suicide?" The person on the right exclaimed, leaning against the railing to look at me with interest.

I:……

It's so embarrassing late at night.

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