After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

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

No need to go to work, no phone calls urging you to attend meetings, no alarm clocks that give you a headache. You can lie in bed until you wake up naturally every day, and go to bed whenever you want. The time that was once never enough no matter how hard you try has become something you can never exhaust.

But this is just the calm before the storm, as fragile as a cicada's wing, and will break at the slightest touch of external force.

At the Huxinzhou Island Manor, the Schenkovs' home was in a mess, with many empty wine bottles scattered on the floor and a few stains of spilled wine on the wool carpet, forming ugly dirt.

Fast food boxes, waste paper, cigarette butts, and all kinds of household garbage are piled up in a crisscross pattern, making this expensive villa quite messy. The air is filled with a mixed smell of alcohol and stale garbage.

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

There was an opened bottle of whiskey on the coffee table next to him, and a few empty cigarette butts were scattered around it. He grabbed the bottle and put the bottle mouth to his mouth, but only a few drops of liquor dripped out, and he had already drunk it all.

He casually threw the bottle to the ground, then lay on his back, looking at the ceiling dejectedly, with no spirit in his eyes.

"Ding dong."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Schenkov scratched his messy hair, muttered, and climbed up. His clothes were wrinkled and he hadn't known how many days he had worn them. There were also a few wine stains on them.

When a guest came, he walked to the door in a sloppy manner without wearing slippers or changing clothes and opened it.

The sunlight illuminated the visitor's fiery red hair, and his noble golden eyes also reflected the light and sparkled, looking at him with a smile.

Luo: "Good afternoon, Director Schenkov."

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

He walked back on his own and said calmly, "No, Director, I've been suspended. You don't need to take off your shoes, just step in."

Luo just smiled slightly, held onto the door frame, and lifted one leg slightly.

The assistant following behind half-knelt on the ground, took out the shoe covers that had been prepared long ago from his pocket, and helped Luo put them on.

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

It was almost evening now, and Schenkov asked casually, "Have you had dinner?"

Luo: “Not yet.”

Sichenkov found a pack of biscuits and a bottle of mineral water from the messy cupboard, walked over and threw them on the table in front of Luo: "I heard that you have high requirements for food, but unfortunately I don't have anything to treat you here. You have to make do with it. If you don't want to eat it, just leave it there."

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

Sichenkov sat down on the sofa, looked at her sideways and said, "Let's not beat around the bush. Just tell me straight. How many years will I be sentenced to? Or will I be shot?"

Luo wiped the biscuit crumbs from his lips with a handkerchief and said with interest: "Oh? It seems that you have realized it. So, do you regret it now?"

Schenkov: “Regret.”

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

They had heard about what the director did during the beast crisis before, and how he was brave enough to use his body to block gunshot wounds for refugees.

I thought he would be a tough nut to crack, but I didn't expect him to back down as soon as the special envoy arrived. It seems that he is just that tough.

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

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the entourage's eyes kept moving back and forth between Luo and Schenkov.

Luo picked up the bottle of mineral water on the table, uncapped the bottle, brought it close to his mouth, and lifted the bottle to the right angle so that the water flowed neither too fast nor too slow.

"Gulu."

The nobles in court even drank water so gracefully.

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

"Director, are you saying these grandiose words at this time to make me sympathize with you and sentence you to fewer years?"

Schenkov snorted coldly and said, "I am just speaking my true thoughts."

Luo: "You really enjoy this feeling of going against the flow, don't you? The whole world is turbid but you are the only one who is clear, everyone is drunk but you are the only one who is sober."

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

At this point, she moved closer to Schenkov, stared 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 those ideas in them that have stood the test of time."

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

"There are many kinds of virtue in this world, such as teacher's virtue - a teacher imparts knowledge and solves doubts."

"Another example is medical ethics - a doctor should heal the world and save lives."

"Different professions require different virtues. As an important official, you only need one virtue, which is to obey orders from your superiors."

"You think you are heroic for standing up to your superiors and saving 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 seeks fame and reputation."

"The real heroes are others, including City Council President Amir, Rust Wall Defense Force Commander Watanabe, and the many people who would rather bear the infamy than not take the blame and resolutely obey the orders of their superiors even if they are hated by the people. They are the gentlemen who deserve respect."

Sichenkov stood up and said sternly: "You don't need to attack me here! What I have done is done, I dare to take responsibility for it, and you can punish me if you want!"

Luo turned around, the smile on his face becoming mysterious: "Okay, then tell me 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 signature area at the end, making a crisp sound, and said with a smile: "Sign it."

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

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

It's not about dereliction of duty, neglect of responsibility, or defiance of superiors.

It's 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, looking up at him like a playful girl, and 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 modeled after Alan, the director of the Public Security Bureau who once created the golden decade of the border. If I'm not mistaken, you must admire him in your heart, right?"

"Since you admire him so much, I will arrange for you to have the same fate as him. Just as he was driven out of office, you will fall in the same way today."

Schenkov clenched his fists and roared, "I admit to all the cross-border behaviors during the beast crisis. You can arrest me if you want! But I will not plead guilty to something I didn't do!"

Luo stood up again, his golden eyes so deep that one could not see the bottom: "It's easy to catch you. With what you did before, you can't deny it even if you want to."

"But I don't want to arrest you for those crimes, such as dereliction of duty and defying superiors. If you are arrested for these things, you may go to jail, but your deeds will remain outside and be remembered by everyone."

"It is a serious mistake for a hypocrite to be remembered, and it will also corrupt social morals. As the special commissioner of the court, I have the obligation to reverse this mistake."

"So, I won't let you fall in an open and aboveboard manner. I'm going to charge you with some other crime, one that is so shameful that it's embarrassing to mention it."

The muscles on Schenkov's face twitched constantly. He grabbed the confession letter, tore it into pieces, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it hard 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? Get someone to hold my hands down and force me to sign a confession?"

Luo chuckled and said, "You are joking. We have to follow procedures when doing things. Look over there, the law enforcement camera is recording it. If you don't sign it voluntarily, forcing it will be useless."

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

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

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

Luo: "Chief, there is no good ending if you go against the court. Even if you don't consider yourself, you should consider the people around you."

Schenkov frowned, not understanding what this meant.

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly began to vibrate.

When I took it out, I saw it was a video call from my assistant Yang Le.

Schenkov had no intention of accepting the call, after all, there were more difficult things to do.

But suddenly, he saw the mysterious smile on Luo's face, as if he could see through everything.

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

The picture shows a dark room, with two strong men holding a man on the left and right, pressing his head into a bucket of water.

The man was trembling violently due to drowning, his body was shaking constantly, his legs were flailing around, but he couldn't break free.

The sturdy man exerted a little strength and lifted the man's head out of the water.

Sichenkov saw the face clearly. It was Yang Le, who had gone through life and death with him at the border.

"Ahh." Yang Le was tortured by water torture until tears streamed down his face. His mind was a little unclear and he kept uttering intermittent moans.

He had just caught his breath for a while when the strong man pushed him into the water and continued to torture him.

After a while, the video call was hung up.

But soon another notification came in the mobile mailbox, which was an anonymous email with a video attached.

When I clicked on it, I saw a young little girl in the picture.

This little girl was no stranger to Schenkov. When he and other important officials of the authorities personally cleared the way for the refugees, she followed closely behind them, holding onto the corner of his clothes.

The child's age and appearance were very similar to "Little Sweet Orange" who had appeared on the previous "Dialogue with the Director" program, so he left a deep impression on him.

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

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

The little girl waved at the camera and smiled sweetly: "Director, this elder brother from the court 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 lifted up his coat, revealing the gun hidden inside, and gave a sinister sneer to the camera.

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

"You bastard!!!" Schenkov exploded, he picked up the empty wine bottle on the table and smashed it hard on Luo's head.

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

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

"Hehe. Hehe." Luo let out a low laugh. She slowly raised her head and saw that half of her face was covered in blood. Even the collar of her white shirt was stained red.

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

This is the ability of the Scarlet Rose Blood Code.

And judging from the healing speed, the grade is extremely high.

Luo took the handkerchief handed to her by her assistant and wiped the blood off her face. Some blood accidentally got on her fingers, so she put it in 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 camera and asked, "Did you record everything?"

Clerk: "We filmed it all. We'll edit it and only keep the part where he beats people."

Luo said slowly: "Well, physically harming the special commissioner in court and violently resisting the investigation is enough to put him in jail for more than ten or twenty years."

Veins on Schenkov's forehead bulged violently, and he roared while trying to rush forward: "I'm going to kill you!!!"

However, no matter how he struggled, it was useless as he was held down by the guards.

Looking at the impotent and furious Schenkov, Luo said in a playful tone, as if he was playing with a prey that had already been locked in a cage: "So scary? Why not give you another one--"

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

The lawyer said confidently: "There is absolutely no problem with the crime of intimidation, and the sentence can be increased by a few more years."

The guards grabbed the roaring Schenkov and took him to the hovercraft that had been waiting outside the door.

Before the car door closed, Sichenkov heard Luo Ruo's meaningful voice: "Enjoy this jail time, Chief."