Chapter 42 Chapter 42 Are good friends meant to be backstabbed?
The hospital in Shangxing City is a real hospital, so big, so luxurious, and so advanced.
I was like a beggar who had strayed into a place, even wanting to pick up the bricks on the floor and sell them for money.
Hey, if these bricks were placed in the slums, they could be sold for three hundred dollars!
The next second, my inner calculations collapsed.
The slums have been bombed out, and a new type of city is now being built on top of them.
If the corpses buried underground knew that there were bricks worth three hundred yuan on their heads, perhaps they would be able to go to heaven?
I couldn't help but feel complicated and sad.
"Useless, does your hand still hurt?" The older Omega sitting next to me asked with concern.
I shook my head gently. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
After saying that, my cheeks flushed slightly, and I said to Weisha with a look of shame and guilt, "Mr. Weisha, I'll pay you back for this medical expense when I get my salary."
Upon hearing this, Weisha's smile deepened, and she said with tenderness and helplessness, "It's just a small amount of money. If you really want to thank me, then take good care of yourself."
"Of course, you can also let me take care of you." He winked at me.
My cheeks turned even redder, and I awkwardly changed the subject, "It's already late, and you're an Omega, so you should go home early. I'll..."
I didn't utter those two words immediately. Instead, I spoke them shyly and awkwardly, then whispered, "I'll feel guilty."
Isn't it just playing the role of a young and ignorant person who knows nothing? Look at me, I'm doing it.
Weisha heard my weak voice, and the curve of her lips became more gentle.
He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, revealing his smooth profile. From this angle, he looked like a holy being.
Well, it's a very third-rate novel, and it feels like some not-so-good plot is going to develop in the next second.
I immediately shut my mind off and pretended not to notice the vague guidance.
"I'm already an older Omega, no one will care about me." Weisha said softly, and stretched out her hand and gently placed it on my thigh.
I still pretended not to notice his temptation, but raised my head and looked him straight in the eye with a righteous tone, "Mr. Weisha, don't talk about yourself like that! You are obviously a very good person, very outstanding. How can you belittle yourself just because of your age?"
After I finished speaking, I suddenly realized what I said and my face flushed. "I, I mean, you are very good and worth it. But this is very unsafe. No, actually, this is not a reason for you to be calculated by bad people..."
He was incoherent, nervous and at a loss, and finally he avoided the view and covered his eyes with a look of collapse.
"Oh my god, what am I saying..."
"Hehehe~" Weisha couldn't help laughing.
He withdrew his hand from my thigh and took out a brand new, scented handkerchief to wipe the non-existent sweat from my forehead. "Don't be nervous. It's useless. I understand what you mean."
"Yeah." I simply replied with one word.
I was just happy that I only had to deal with one person tonight, but it didn't take long for me to realize that it was too early to be happy.
Who is that person walking towards me?
Of course, it's the blond-haired, blue-eyed Officer Ditch, and the blue-eyed, brown-haired henchman behind him... eh? The married man's child?
The police officer's steps were still as casual as ever, while the beta male behind him was much more reserved.
I stood up immediately, "Officer Horry."
Weisha was stunned for a moment, "Wuyong, do you know Banglington?"
Before I could reply, the officer answered for me, "Of course, bro. This is a suspect."
"Suspect?" Weisha frowned. "What happened tonight? She has her own reasons."
"Of course not." Hori said with a smile, "It's related to the case I'm investigating. It only takes one mistake."
He paused, raised his leather-gloved finger into the air, made a shooting gesture, and pointed it at my temple. "Then she must be sent to the execution platform."
"Oh, that's serious." said the beta boy with a low sense of presence.
He stood behind Weisha and called softly, "Dad, I'm worried about you."
Weisha patted the child's head, not looking at Horry, and continued to look at me with trusting eyes, "I believe this good child is innocent."
I also knew the best and gave him a look of gratitude.
"It doesn't matter." Horry shrugged. "Judge Scott sent me a message. The file she took away today is the case I'm investigating. Just in case, I have to take her away first."
Weisha frowned, "I thought he had calmed down."
"Brother, you're the only one in Shangxing City who likes to protect suspects everywhere." Hori said to his brother without any hesitation, "It didn't matter to those people before, but not this one."
I felt something was wrong as I listened, and I keenly caught a look with a hint of malice falling on me.
I followed his gaze and met the beta boy's eyes, which he didn't have time to hide.
He was startled when I caught his gaze, and subconsciously grabbed Weisha's clothes, "Dad, let's go back."
I haven't had time to do anything yet, is it necessary?
Unfortunately, Weisha had no time to take care of him and was still arguing with Horry about my "ownership" tonight.
"Banglington, can't we save it for tomorrow?" Weisha disagreed. "Didn't you see she was frightened tonight? Her hands were just reattached, so she needs to rest. The interrogation room isn't a good place to recover."
"Ha!" Hori laughed briefly. "Unfortunately, she has no right to refuse."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man handcuffed me.
I stared at the metal ring on my wrist with a somewhat dead look in my eyes.
It was taken off at noon, and put back on at night. It was all Olvera's fault. Tonight could have been uneventful.
"Bonlinton!" Weisha wanted to speak up to stop him, but he stopped talking when Hori raised his hand.
I forced a soothing smile and said to him, "Thank you for trusting me, Mr. Weisha. Don't worry, no matter what the result is, I will try my best."
"...I will try my best to help you, good boy." Weisha's eyes showed helplessness.
Then Horry pushed me into the police car for the second time.
It was the police car that he had secretly occupied, and it was filled with a slightly damp scent of perfume.
I got in the car, my expression turned depressed, "Levin really asked you to take me away?"
"Hahaha!" Horry didn't drive off immediately. Instead, he crossed his legs and looked sideways at me, his narrowed eyes revealing an inexplicable emotion. "You can guess."
"I guess not." I said bluntly, and then my expression became even darker. "Neither you nor Levin took me seriously."
"Wow, are you daydreaming?" he sneered at me.
I turned away from him indignantly, "Maybe."
"So, you and Scott are living together," Horry said shockingly. "I checked the surveillance before I came here, and you and he were in and out of the same private residential area."
I took it for granted and even asked him back, "Yeah. Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"
Yes, we are friends. Can't friends live together? Can't friends eat together, sleep together, and sleep in the same bed?
Don't be so naive. You should know that there are thousands of human emotions, and even being single has seven or eight types of categories.
To be honest, I am single.
Horry didn't answer again, turned around and started the police car.
Actually, my hands were still a little sore, so I just sat there and didn't move to recover my energy.
Water droplets began to drip from the car window, it was actually raining.
Luckily I don't have to collect clothes.
"Officer Horry," I said, "can I ask you a question?"
Horry raised his chin slightly as a sign of agreement.
"Is Sinroya really a rebel?"
Horry pulled into the police station parking lot without turning off the engine. He maintained a false, subtle smile in response to the question. "Part of me hopes she is, and part of me hopes she isn't."
I feigned annoyance. "I don't understand, Officer Horry. If I did, I wouldn't be just a records intern."
"I want to prove my innocence as soon as possible."
"Then you have to provide evidence that you didn't talk to Sinluoya three days ago."
"You can't prove something that doesn't exist." I said with even more distress.
Horry still looked at me with a smile, his eyes narrowed so much that you could hardly see his eyeballs, and he looked like he really deserved a beating.
In fact, I roughly know the plans of the Hori family, and I also know the plans of Xinluoya and them.
The Hori family needed Sinluoya's death to influence the deputy leader, while they hoped to bring Sinluoya into the organization. These two things were not in conflict, and could even form a cooperative relationship.
I don't know if the Horry family is connected to them. For me, it's better if they aren't, so I can have the best of both worlds.
I want both fame and fortune, both publicly and privately. I can work harder to recruit Xin Luoya as my subordinate, so I won't be isolated and constrained within the organization... Ali doesn't count; she's not good with her brain.
So now I have to fake getting information from Horry.
Let me think about it, how can I get Horry to cooperate with me?
"Officer Horry."
Horry tilted his head, supported his chin with his hand and looked at me.
The soft blond hair stuck to his cheeks, and the headlights above his head just fell on him, making him look handsome and charming.
I looked away, a little nervously, and said, "You have to tell me what you want to do. I actually started thinking hard when I got home this afternoon. It's a sure-fire case, and there's no need for you to investigate it, or for Levin to handle it. But you did it anyway, and I think it's a little..."
Horry understood and signaled me to continue with his eyes.
"I find this a bit strange. The deceased was the child of the deputy foreman of the jury, and Sinroya was just a special student in the Keya District." I nervously avoided his gaze, my fists clenched nervously. "Even though I'm just from the slums, I know how difficult it is for someone from the lower class to kill someone from the upper class."
"Even if Sinluoya had the help of drugs, it would be impossible for her to kill and dismember the victim in three full days. So I suspect Sinluoya must have been instructed by someone behind the scenes. Perhaps it was the deputy leader's enemy who was helping Sinluoya."
The interest in Hori's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and the upward curve of his mouth slowly turned towards sincerity, "Wow, that's interesting."
He asked a question, "Do you think the deputy leader's enemy is the Hori family, so you hope that Xinluoya is a rebel so that you can remove the deputy leader?"
"I, I didn't mean that!" I waved my hands frantically, about to explain, but in my haste, I met his eyes and shrunk my head back, acting like a coward. "I don't know what to say. It's wrong to speculate about people like this. I clearly have no evidence."
He slapped my face with his leather gloves and said with a smile, "No need to guess, I can tell you directly, it was us who did it."
I remain silent.
Holy shit, you just told me like that? You told me something this big?
If I don’t help you, I’m asking for death!
"Hori!" I took his hand away, shocked beyond words. "Why? What grudge do you have that would involve her child?"
"Hahaha!" Horry laughed. "You're so stupid."
If you say one more word, I'll find a chance to expose you!
"So you want to remove the deputy leader and take his place?" I asked. "But to join the jury, you must have enough support. And this matter involves the rebel party, so the decision must be made by the leader..."
As soon as I finished speaking, I was stunned.
I finally understand! It turns out that the reason you guys dared to touch the deputy leader is because the leader supports you!
Not long after I arrived in Ascending City, I became familiar with the jury selection mechanism of the highest authority organization.
To join the jury, not only do you need enough votes, but you also need letters of recommendation from jury members. Finally, the deputy jury leader and the jury leader decide whether to allow the new member to join.
This mechanism has led to serious partisanship and a monopoly of power. Most of the jury members are relatives and friends of the foreman and deputy foreman, and the remaining small group must be powerful enough to avoid being restrained.
If the jury is constantly being filled with new members, these scenarios can actually achieve a rough balance. But the problem is that the number of jurors remains constant in most cases, and then the struggle for power becomes extremely fierce.
There are only a few people in the group. If you have more people, I will have less rights. If I have more rights, you will have fewer people.
Apart from those who cannot be touched, we can only operate on other people.
I was a little scared.
The team leader wanted to monopolize power, and if he made a big move at once, he would directly get rid of the deputy team leader.
My lips turned pale, and I looked at Horry anxiously, "Will I die?"
"What do you think?" Horry asked me again.
I don't think I should die, and I also think the vacant deputy leader position should be given to me.
Haha, of course I know I'm just daydreaming. If you don't give me some benefits for such a big thing, I will definitely not do it.
My thoughts turned to Levin, so I reached out and grabbed Horry's hand. "What does that have to do with Levin?"
"He shouldn't have to deal with this kind of case. Is it because he just came back from the slums?"
Instead of pulling my hand away, Holly came closer and our noses almost touched.
"Of course he is very useful."
"He has a brother, Angsa, who is the leader of the rebels. No matter how they try to cover it up, it's the truth. If they can find even a shred of 'evidence', he can play a big role."
My pupils dilated, "Aren't you Levin's friend?"
I was responded with some wanton laughter.
"The entire federal government has only thirty juries, but nearly ten thousand judges." Horry laughed. "Xiaobai, you should study math."
The corners of my mouth twitched.
Is this a math problem? You Tianlong people are really filthy. During the day, you say you're good friends and walking together, but at night, you stab each other in the back.
Eh? I think I did something similar. Isn't Angsa an example?
That's different! Angsa is a pervert. It would be against my physical and mental health to not kill him. He's also the leader of a rebel group. In other words, I'm eliminating a threat to the people!
"Aren't you afraid I'll tell Levin?" I asked him, my lips trembling.
Horry opened my eyes and tapped my temples with his index finger. "It's no use telling him. We have plenty of backup plans."
"If you expose this, you will be the first to die."
Come on, can you let Levin die for me?
You can't enjoy the benefits while I have to bear the disadvantages, right?
So, for the sake of my life, I cleverly turned the topic to Levin, "But if Levin is also dragged into this, he will die!"
Do you understand?
It's better for Levin to die than for me. After Levin dies, you will have more meat to eat, so don't pay attention to me, a little cow horse.
Just give me a sip of the broth... and some minced meat... or just give it all to me.
Who else are you going to give the meat to? Who else but me? I'm the only one worth it in this shitty world!
Seeing Horry still smiling meanly, my hands started to itch, so I grabbed his hand and said, "You can't force Levin into a desperate situation!"
Hello? Hello? You hear me? I said, corner Levin and put me on the jury.
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The author has something to say: The jury didn't go in so quickly, but the heroine has already hooked up with the relevant people, hehe
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