The Red Dead Lolita

A Red Dead Lolita Author: Midnight Black Cat

Introduction:

Ashley was the youngest child in this multi-generational crime family.

- She just wants to be a good person.

Tags: 【Lori】【Alien】【Orange】

Chapter 1: Criminal Bloodlines

The woman was wearing a dazzling white jazz hat, with a slender feather inserted obliquely on the side, and the brim of the hat was pulled down very low, covering most of her face, only the corners of her mouth could be seen.

"We met, Ashley Jenkins."

Her voice was low and hoarse, and she tapped lightly on the brand-new lacquered tabletop with her slender fingers.

A loli sits blankly across the table.

The heavy, sturdy cast-iron chair was too big for her, and she sat in the middle, not side by side, all alone.

Loli opened her large, innocent eyes with dilated pupils, as if having a panic attack.

The wall seems to be moving, constantly compressing the already small living space, and making the terrifying woman in the white hat gradually approach, getting closer...

There is a surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling. Its lens is a large lens that is smeared with a strange red. The bloodshot is like a nematode solidified in the resin, and it keeps squirming towards the huge amber pupil.

In addition to the fixing bracket at the end of the camera, there is also a bundle of bundled neural pipelines wrapped in a plastic sleeve, which are entangled and submerged into the wall.

The camera moved slightly towards Loli's small face, the pupils contracted, and the angle of view was zoomed in and focused.

In the monitoring room, policemen in black woolen uniforms gathered in front of a CRT TV, the silver thread and silver buckles on the lapels gleamed.

"Is it necessary to put such a little girl on the interrogation chair? If she is a little fierce, she will cry out with the strength of breastfeeding? What's more, she is facing the chief of the court, known as the "disorder witch" Leticia. "Someone asked suspiciously.

"You don't know who she is? Her surname is 'Jenkins'. This family has lived in crime for generations, and there has never been a law-abiding person. Every drop of blood flowing in their veins is full of crime. factor of violence."

The one who spoke was a little girl with bright black short hair cut to the ears. Although she was young, her simple and fierce style was somewhat similar to that of a woman in a white hat.

What she was wearing was not the silver and black uniform of the Union City Police Department, but a trench coat made of special material from the higher-level institution 'Inquisition', covering her small body with only her small head exposed, like a sunny doll.

There was an exclamation all around.

"Hey! So it's a child of the Zhenkins family!"

"Child? Little beast!"

"Is there a criminal gene that every generation will inherit and take the road of crime?"

"So she's here, and her presence is the proof."

……

The little black-haired girl stared at the screen, spoke briskly, and said:

"The teacher is the captain of the investigation team who supervised and destroyed the Zhen Jinsi family, and this little villain named Ashley is the youngest child in the family.

Half a month ago, she was brought back by the teacher from the 'Devil's Den' in Notting North Lake District - of course, she is not a victim, but the little master of the Demon's Den, the little princess of the crime family, don't look at her pitiful appearance, Maybe it's a bloody guy.

Then, she was placed in the St. Thomas Community, a semi-open correctional center for rehabilitating juvenile offenders, and a social welfare institution under the jurisdiction of the city hall.

Hmph, I thought she would curb her evil and brutal nature, slowly accept transformation, and become a useful person to society.Unexpectedly, in less than a week, she was suspected of torturing and killing a child named Unner Williams. The autopsy report showed - skull fracture, cerebral hemorrhage, tooth loss, multiple soft tissue contusions all over the body, gastrointestinal bleeding... "

Criminal psychology is a discipline in which experience can only be gained by contacting criminals. The cases of the Zhen Jinsi family and Ashley are rare in history. As a witness to the interrogation, this is a valuable accumulation of experience.

So Amber Abbott was extra serious.

She saw Ashley look away and look at the window, which was a gesture of releasing stress, indicating that the other party was in a state of anxiety.

Because the interrogator was blocked between the door and the suspect, the little villain felt that she could not cross the mountain of the teacher, and the window was her only psychological escape route, so she looked towards the window——Amber analyzed it carefully.

The weather was gloomy, the wind trembled, and thick fog drifted low by the windows.

The gray fog frozen in the window frame is like a group of painful souls, wriggling, struggling, and spreading despair and sadness from the dark depths...

"You don't look very comfortable, do you need me to open the window for you?" the woman in the white hat asked softly, showing a hint of kindness.

In this small interrogation room, the windows are valves that regulate the pressure. Opening the windows can release the pressure and bring the relationship closer.Pulling up the curtains is exerting pressure, turning a small room into a closed cage in an instant.

"No, thanks."

Ashley turned his head, his eyes fell on the woman in the white hat, neither evading nor provoking.

Common stress-relieving body language includes biting your nails, raising your arms to expand your chest to make breathing easier, scratching your scalp, and more.

But she remained motionless, without unnecessary movements, her heart was as firm as a rock, and the pressure of the interrogation room was not enough to affect her.

It's not that he was trying to hold on, Ashley had experienced the narrowest and most terrifying confinement - curled up into a ball, wrapped in a tough skin, filled with water, and then hugged by a cold-blooded lunatic...

That was ten thousand times more terrifying than the interrogation room, no matter how severe the claustrophobia was, it was child's play in front of that situation.

But she survived.

"We have everything under control."

Leticia raised her head and cast a sharp gaze from under the brim of her hat.

Ashley felt a pain in his cheek, and his skin seemed to be split.

The opponent is raising his momentum, this is not a psychological effect, but a real 'power'.

"You've got it everywhere—fingerprints, hair, skin cells... there are about forty or fifty places, and every piece of evidence is clear and provable, and they all say in unison—you are the murderer, you killed Oona Williams." The woman crossed her fingers, her tone was firm, and she put on the attitude of 'you are definitely a murderer' as soon as she came up.

"If I killed it, I would never have left so many evidences. I'm too stupid, like a clumsy maid." Ashley pursed her lips with an indifferent expression.

"The evidence won't lie. This is not to interrogate you, but to test your attitude," Leticia slowed down her tone, and carried out the 'topic compilation' step by step. "Who are you? The little devil with the dirty blood of the Zhenkins family? Or, you are just a timid and sensitive child. Stress reactions and poor family education make you unsuitable for interpersonal communication, and no one teaches you social etiquette. Your anxiety escalated into stress, you misunderstood the body language of the victim, you did something to him out of fear and self-preservation that you shouldn't have done... We wanted to understand the circumstances, What did you do to him? It's time to come clean, kid, it's time."

Saying 'it's time', the woman nods repeatedly to create a psychological cue of affirmation.

"I didn't kill anyone." Ashley didn't even move his eyebrows.

"Stop pretending, I know how innocent people react when they are put on trial, your reaction is too 'normal' - that's not normal." Leticia shook her head.

Chapter 2: The cause and effect of entanglement

Seeing that Ashley remained silent, Leticia felt that she had made a breakthrough on the psychological level.

"Why? Why did you hurt him?"

The motive for killing matters.

Leticia stared into Ashley's eyes and continued:

"Did he whistle flirtatiously at you, look at you lewdly? Did he touch your body? I get it, he molested you, so you resisted, maybe some overly defensive measures, but it turned out You did not intend to kill, but you were counterattacked by the other party in the process of stopping it, which made you afraid and caused you to lose control..."

Topic compilation—one of the interrogation methods.

To put it simply, the police assume a motive for the suspect, use this as a basis to restore the situation at the time, and then judge whether the guess is correct by observing the suspect's expression and body language.

The victim in this case, Onner Williams, was sent to the San Thomas community for sex crimes.

"Indecent?" Ashley looked puzzled.

"Is that word foreign to you? Touching your body without consent."

"I know what it means... What I wonder is, am I a girl?"

Ashley raised his hand, and the fingers in his sight were small and fair, dotted with pale pink Koudan, they were indeed girls' little hands.

Leticia was stunned for a full two seconds, not knowing what to say.

"Girl... girl... I didn't expect my gender identity to be done in the interrogation room. No one in the family told me about it. Maybe it's because my father's identity is unknown and my mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me." , although I belong to a big family, I am an orphan." Ashley spread her hands.

Leticia was a little stunned. She didn't expect that the other party would use anti-assume gender to deny the motive of the murder.

"Am I pretty?"

Ashley seemed to be interested in this, raised his eyebrows, clenched his knuckles, and looked expectant.

Leticia was completely speechless.

However, even from the most critical point of view, there is no doubt that Ashley is a little beauty.

The contours of the nose and lips are beautiful and soft, and the pink and white skin has no blemishes.

The tails of the eyes are thick, the eyelids are slender, the pupils are moist and bright, and the gaze is flying. A small sideways glance is enough to move people's hearts. You can't find a pair of such eyes in a thousand people.

"A beautiful skin with an ugly soul is like a well-made lie, which is disgusting." Leticia felt that she had to make a sharp comment.

"Hey, it looks good. In fact, my requirements are not high. Just don't be scared by yourself when you look in the mirror." Ashley said in a thankful tone, fanning the wind quickly with her small hands on the side of her face, like a duck paddling in water.

In the monitoring room, the black-haired loli looked at the wall clock on the wall from time to time. It had been a quarter of an hour, but the guy still looked at ease, and his psychological defense was as solid as a rock.

"What a stubborn guy. The evidence is solid and he hasn't pleaded guilty. It's a waste of time." She muttered.

"Listen, Ashley," Leticia's attitude eased, "If you plead guilty, we can give you a lighter sentence."

She stood up, her tall figure almost filled the entire interrogation room, walked around the table, sat down next to Loli, and ended the confrontation with this action.

The two sat side by side, like friends talking.

Ashley's pressure dropped sharply.

"Listen, I will protect you. I am the Chief of the Inquisition, Leticia Alduluti. From the city hall to the prison, the street is full of my people. You are a child. We will not treat you. There are excessive punishments, just wearing surveillance anklets, doing weekly psychological evaluations, that's all... Don't rush to answer, think about it, it has nothing to lose for you, but if you refuse to be detected by us, What will happen? Your sinful family of origin has been completely destroyed, you have nowhere to go, you will lose your legal status, be forced to leave the city, and never be shrouded in the lights of human civilization."

"A plea bargain?" Ashley pursed her lips, with a sullen expression on her face, "Your evidence is shit, I have lived in the community, and even a small amount of hair and fingerprints at the crime scene cannot prove that I am the murderer .”

"How do you know there's only a small amount?"

"Because it's a fact that I lived there and left some traces of biological tissue beyond my control, but not like you said, there were more than 50 places at the crime scene, everywhere... that's impossible, I I know that very well." Ashley said firmly and frankly.

"Your fingerprints are on the murder weapon." Leticia said abruptly.

This sentence is like a blockbuster!

When the police produce decisive evidence, they are often ready to make a final decision.

The air seemed to freeze, and even the fine dust stopped floating.

"Oh? Was he killed by a dictionary? I've memorized a lot of words recently." Ashley responded lightly.

There was no reaction of stupefaction, doubt, or panic, as if he already knew about it.

"Don't be glib, the murder weapon is an iron rod, you won't forget, right?"

Leticia opened the file bag and pushed a photo of a galvanized water pipe with a bend at the front.

"Most of the wounds matched the murder weapon."

"I don't remember, maybe I picked it up, so there are fingerprints or something."

Ashley didn't dodge his eyes, but looked carefully at the photo, checking the solidified black blood that stuck to it.

"What do you think is the punishment for beating someone up with a water hose?" Leticia pressed on, not giving her any room to breathe.

Criminals will hesitate to convict themselves. Firstly, it is difficult to change their thinking from a third perspective. Secondly, the lower moral threshold will make them not think that it is wrong in their hearts. Thirdly, social norms are Their natural enemies, like wild animals afraid of shotguns, are naturally afraid of the severe punishment of the law.

But Ashley said categorically, "If you kill someone, you pay your life, and if you owe money, you pay your debts."

In the monitoring room, the black-haired loli raised her heart to her throat, her buttocks left the stool, her body leaned forward, and her face was almost pressed against the monitor.

After following the teacher for more than two years, Amber Abbott participated in hundreds of interrogations and read even more case files.

But Ashley gave her a feeling she had never felt before. Amber vaguely sensed something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it clearly. heart.

"emmm... The answers from the suspect's mouth are all without thinking, and there have been no mistakes so far, which shows that she has made a plan in advance and knows what questions will be asked. There is also a possibility, it is said that it came from the Tianqi formation Certain biotechnological relics obtained in the process can open up the brain and upgrade the brain..." Amber was nervous, clenching her small fists, and her palms were sweating.

She suddenly remembered that Ashley hadn't eaten or rested for several hours after being summoned, but he didn't show a trace of fatigue, and he always maintained a lot of energy and a strong fighting spirit.

Although it can be seen at a glance that there is a problem, it is difficult to judge.

"Mingming is about the same age as me... Humph, I'm confident that I won't lose to her. I'm the teacher's best student..." Amber encouraged herself.

A long time has passed, and the accompanying policemen have left one after another. Moreover, after the interrogation office intervened, this case has nothing to do with them.

"You need to explain this and get rid of the suspicion. This is the performance of an innocent person, not deliberately avoiding it. Even if you didn't kill someone, you are obstructing official duties. This is not fun, and you will be arrested." Retti Xi Ya suddenly changed his tone.

"Do you want me to prove how many bowls of noodles I have in my stomach?" Ashley smiled. Although the other party definitely didn't know the stalk, she still blurted it out.

Leticia tilted her head in doubt, thinking it was a slang term in an isolated area, she didn't care.

"I'm applying for a polygraph test." Ashley said suddenly, with a hint of a smile hidden in his narrowed eyes.