Chapter 378: False Accusations

During this time, Schenkov's life was very peaceful.

There is no need to go to work, there are no calls urging meetings, there are no wake-up bells that cause headaches. I lie in bed every day until I wake up naturally, and I can go to bed at any time I want. The time that was once not enough no matter how much I squeezed has become something that can never be squandered. .

But this is just the calm before the storm, as fragile as cicada wings, and will shatter at the slightest external force.

In the Huxinzhou Island Manor, Schenkov's house was in a mess. Many empty wine bottles were scattered on the floor. There were several spilled wine stains on the wool carpet, forming unsightly dirt.

Fast food boxes, waste paper, cigarette butts, and all kinds of domestic garbage made this expensive villa quite a mess. The air was filled with a mixed smell of alcohol and old garbage.

Schenkov was lying on the sofa in the living room. His hair was messy, like a mess of grass, and black and white stubble was densely covered on his chin and cheeks. It was obvious that he had not taken care of himself for a long time.

There was an open bottle of whiskey on the coffee table at hand, and a few smoked cigarette butts scattered beside it. He grabbed the bottle and pointed the mouth of the bottle at his mouth, but only a few drops of wine came out, and he had already drank it all.

He threw the bottle to the ground and lay on his back, looking at the ceiling dejectedly, his eyes lifeless.

"Ding dong."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Schenkov grabbed his messy hair and got up with a grunt. The clothes on his body were wrinkled and had not been changed for several days. There were still a few wine stains on them.

At this time, a guest came, but he didn't put on his slippers or change his clothes. He just walked to the door and opened it in a sloppy manner.

The sun illuminated the visitor's fiery red hair, and the noble golden eyes reflected the light and shone brightly, looking at him with a full smile.

Luo: "Good afternoon, Director Schenkov."

Regarding Luo's appearance, Schenkov's expression did not change at all, as if he had expected it.

He walked back on his own and said calmly: "It's not the director, I have been suspended. You don't need to take off your shoes, just step in."

Luo just smiled slightly, held on to the door frame, and raised one leg slightly.

The assistant who was following behind squatted on the ground, took out the shoe covers that had been prepared early from his pocket, and helped Luo put them on.

Everyone put on their shoe covers before entering one after another. Some were clerks, responsible for assisting the special commissioner in handling various chores, and some were guards, responsible for protecting her safety.

It was almost evening, so Schenkov asked casually: "Have you had dinner?"

Luo: "Not yet."

Schenkov found a pack of biscuits and a bottle of mineral water from the messy cupboard, walked over and threw it on the table in front of Luo: "I heard that you have very high requirements for food. Unfortunately, I have nothing to entertain here, so you will just have to do it." Just leave it there if you don’t want to eat it.”

"Thank you." Luo opened the biscuit, politely ate one piece, then sealed the package and put it in his pocket.

Schenkov sat down on the sofa, looked at her sideways and said, "Stop beating around the bush and let's be honest. How many years will my sentence be? Or should I be shot?"

Luo wiped the cookie crumbs from his lips with a handkerchief and said with great interest: "Oh? It seems that you have realized it. How about it? Do you regret it now?"

Schenkov: "Regret."

The accompanying clerks all narrowed their eyes, obviously this answer was different from what they expected.

They had heard about what the director did during the beast crisis, and he was so brave that he dared to use his body to block the refugees' muzzles.

I thought he was a strong-willed person, but I didn't expect that the special correspondent would be intimidated when he started talking. It seemed like that was all.

But soon, Schenkov continued: "I regret not thinking of a way earlier, otherwise the more than a thousand refugees would not have died under machine guns."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence, and the eyes of the entourage were darting back and forth between Luo and Schenkov.

Luo picked up the bottle of mineral water on the table, took off the cap, put it close to his mouth, and raised the bottle to the right angle where the water flow was neither urgent nor slow.

"Gulu."

The dignitaries in court even drink water with such grace.

She took a sip of water, shook the bottle gently and stared at the transparent liquid in the bottle, as if appreciating a glass of delicious red wine, with a meaningful smile on her face.

"Director, by saying some bold words at this time, do you want me to feel compassion and reduce your sentence by a few years?"

Schenkov snorted and said, "I just expressed my true thoughts."

Luo: "You enjoy this retrograde feeling, don't you? When the whole world is turbulent, you are alone in your purity, and when everyone is drunk, you are alone in your sobriety."

"It feels great to take responsibility for the people and fight against your superiors like a hero, right?"

Having said this, she moved closer to Schenkov, looked directly at him, and then slowly said three words: "Hypocrite."

Schenkov frowned and looked at her coldly.

Luo stood up and walked to the window, looking at the beautiful lake view, and said slowly: "I don't know if you have studied ancient books. I like those books very much, especially the ideas in them that have endured the test of time."

"There is a concept in ancient books called "virtue". "

"There are many kinds of "virtues" in this world, such as the virtue of a teacher - a teacher who preaches, teaches and solves doubts. "

"Another example is medical ethics - a doctor hangs a pot to help the world, cures diseases and saves people."

“The virtues required for different professions are different. As an important member of the government, there is only one "virtue" you need, and that is to obey the orders of your superiors. "

"Do you think that you are heroic when you stand up to your superiors and stand up to save the people? You are wrong. You are not a hero for violating professional ethics. You are just a self-righteous hypocrite who deceives the world and steals fame."

"There are other real heroes, and that is City Speaker Amir, Commander-in-Chief of the Rust Wall Defense Force Watanabe, and many others who would rather bear infamy but stick to their posts, and resolutely obey orders from their superiors even if they are hated by the people. They are the gentlemen worthy of respect.”

Schenkov stood up and said sternly: "You don't need to worry about it here! Whatever I have done is done, I dare to take responsibility for it, and you can come with any punishment!"

Luo turned around and the smile on his face became mysterious: "Okay, let's talk about your punishment."

The accompanying clerk took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Luo.

Luo put the document on the table, pointed his slender fingers at the end signature area, made a crisp sound, and said with a smile: "Sign it."

Schenkov took the document and looked at it. As expected, it was a confession.

However, the content was completely different from what he expected.

It's not about dereliction of duty, dereliction of duty, or confrontation with superiors.

But sexual assault!

This document accused him of sexually assaulting a little girl and asked him to sign a confession!

Schenkov threw the document down: "What the hell do you mean?!"

Luo was not as tall as Schenkov. She leaned forward slightly and looked at him from below like a playful girl. She said with a smile: "At the beginning of the year, you carried out a reform within the Public Security Bureau. ”

"Many of the reform measures are obviously following the example of Yalan, the director of the Public Security Bureau who created the golden decade of the border. If I'm right, you must admire him in your heart, right?"

"If you admire him so much, then I will arrange for you to have the same fate as him. How he was removed from power back then, you will fall from power today."

Schenkov clenched his fists and roared angrily: "I will admit every act that crossed the line during the beast crisis. If you want to catch them, you can catch them! But I will not plead guilty to things I didn't do!"

Luo straightened up again, his golden eyes so deep that they could not be seen to the end: "It's very easy to catch you. As for the things you did before, it's impossible to refuse even if you want to."

"But I don't want to arrest you on those charges, such as dereliction of duty and confrontation with superiors. If you are dismissed because of these things, maybe you will go in, but your deeds will stay outside and be remembered by everyone."

"It is a very serious mistake for a hypocrite to be remembered, and it will also corrupt the social atmosphere. As a court correspondent, I have the obligation to reverse this mistake."

"So, I won't let you fall in an open and honest manner. I will give you some other charges, the kind of charges that are despicable when mentioned."

The muscles on Schenkov's face kept twitching. He grabbed the confession and tore it into pieces, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the table to vent his anger.

Luo: "It seems that you are determined to go against me."

Schenkov said coldly: "What do you want? Find someone to hold my hands and force me to sign a confession?"

Luo chuckled and said, "Are you kidding? We have to follow procedures when doing things. Look over there, the law enforcement recorders are filming. If you don't voluntarily sign with your own hands, forcing it is useless."

Schenkov: "I tell you, I will never sign it!"

Luo: "Don't answer so quickly. Let's look at a few things first."

She raised her chin at the accompanying clerk, who understood and took out his cell phone to send a message to someone.

Luo: "Director, you will not end well if you go against the court. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the people around you."

Schenkov frowned, not understanding what this meant.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly started vibrating.

He took it out and saw that it was a video call from his assistant Yang Le.

Schenkov had no intention of taking it. After all, there were more difficult things to do now.

But suddenly, he saw the mysterious, seemingly see-through smile on Luo's face.

Schenkov realized something and connected the video call. The next scene made his pupils dilate.

The picture showed a dark room, with two strong men holding down a man on one side and pressing his head into a bucket of water.

The man was trembling violently due to drowning, his body kept shaking, his legs were flailing, but he couldn't get away no matter what.

The strong man relaxed his strength slightly and lifted the man's head out of the water.

Schenkov saw clearly that face, it was Yang Le who had been with him through life and death on the border.

"Ahhh." Yang Le was so tortured by the water torture that he burst into tears, his mind was a little unclear, and he kept moaning intermittently.

Not long after he took a breath, the strong man pushed him into the water and continued to torture him.

Not long after, the video call was hung up.

But soon another notification came from the mobile mailbox. It was an anonymous email with a video attached.

When I clicked it open, I saw an immature little girl in the picture.

This little girl was no stranger to Schenkov. When he and other government officials physically cleared the way to escort the refugees, she held her clothes and followed closely behind him.

The child's age and appearance were very similar to the "Little Sweet Orange" on the previous "Dialogue with the Director" program, so he was deeply impressed.

Judging from the background of the video, the little girl is sitting in a car with a young man next to her.

The young man smiled and said, "Come on, kids, let's take a video to say hello to the director."

The little girl waved at the camera and smiled sweetly: "Director, this big brother from Shangting wants to take me to the amusement park! I have never been to an amusement park before, I am so looking forward to it~"

The young man touched the little girl's head, then intentionally or unintentionally opened his coat, revealing the gun hidden inside, and smiled grimly at the camera.

Luo looked at the stagnant Schenkov and smiled meaningfully: "Director, you want to be a lone hero, but you are so easily caught in the weakness. Aren't you too careless?"

"You bastard!!!" Schenkov's emotions broke out. He picked up the empty wine bottle on the table and smashed it hard at Luo's head.

"Bang!" The wine bottle hit Luo's forehead. This blow was unreserved. The glass bottle broke directly and she was also hit and staggered back two steps.

Schenkov wanted to stab her with the broken glass bottle, but before he could get forward, he was held down by the guards who rushed over.

"Hehe. Hehe." Luo laughed in a low voice. She slowly raised her head and saw that half of her face was covered with blood, and even the collar of her white shirt was stained red.

But soon, an amazing scene happened. The wound on her forehead caused by the bottle healed instantly and disappeared without a trace.

This was the ability of the Scarlet Rose Blood Code.

And judging from the healing speed, the level is not ordinary.

Luo took the handkerchief handed by the assistant and wiped the blood off her face. In the middle of the process, some blood accidentally got on her fingers, so she put it into her mouth and sucked it off.

After wiping the blood, Luo squatted in front of the pinned-down Schenkov and slapped him twice on the face: "I know you won't sign, you've been fooled."

She stood up and looked at the clerk holding the law enforcement recorder and asked: "Did you record everything?"

Clerk: "It was all recorded. Take it back and edit it. Just keep the part where he beat people."

Luo said slowly: "Well~ He physically assaulted the court commissioner and violently resisted the investigation. He should be imprisoned for more than ten or twenty years."

Schenkov's forehead was throbbing with veins. He roared and tried to rush forward: "I'll fucking kill you!!!"

However, no matter how he struggled, he was pinned down by the guards.

Looking at the impotent and furious Schenkov, Luo was like playing with a caged prey, and said in a playful tone: "So scary? Why not give you another one--"

She deliberately dragged out her voice, and then smiled: "Intimidation crime~ Lawyer, what do you think?"

The lawyer said confidently: "Intimidation crime, absolutely no problem, the sentence can be increased by a few years."

The guards grabbed the roaring Schenkov and took him to the long-awaited floating car outside the door.

Before the car door closed, Schenkov heard Luo's meaningful voice: "Enjoy this prison disaster, Director." (End of this chapter)