The Red Dead Lolita

The sly smile like a little fox naturally couldn't hide from Leticia's eyes.

One of the highest combat powers in the United City, the terrifying existence known as the "Witch of Disorder" by the world can't help but be surprised.

Does she have a way to beat the lie detector?

That's it?

This little thing didn't even hide it, full of mockery and naked provocation.

Obviously even the whole family was uprooted by him.

At that time, the little thing was standing in front of the burning mansion, his pupils reflected not only the flames rising into the sky, but also an irrational structure composed of dark and cold wedge-shaped metal blocks, it was the undead team of the trial standing scattered... …

Is this the blood of a crime family?When we met again, not only was there no traumatic stress, but I showed my immature teeth and wanted to bite.

Leticia didn't want this little thing to have special qualities that were different from ordinary people.

Because there is a faint connection between the two. Whenever people talk about or media reports about the Zhen Jinsi family, they will definitely mention the presiding judge Leticia who brought the family orphan out of the Wetland Devil's Den. It is a good story that Leticia should take up her education and guide her on the right path of life.

But Leticia only found it troublesome, Ashley had better disappear from the crowd and be buried in the dust along with the history of the Zhenkins family.

She furrowed her iron-like eyebrows, and held the side of her face with her slender fingers in distress. Compared with the thorny enemy, the entanglement of fate was more disturbing.

Chapter 3: Good Mother

Hearing the phrase 'I'm applying for a polygraph test', Amber in the monitoring room was taken aback for a moment, then opened her mouth wide and beamed with joy.

"It's my turn to show up!"

Amber has completed the training of polygraph courses, passed the exam and obtained a certificate. As an apprentice and assistant, she will complete the polygraph work in Leticia's trial.

The law of Union City stipulates that as long as you have obtained a professional certificate, you can work, regardless of age.

For people in the post-apocalyptic world, where everyone is put into work, there is no option for a 'children's shelter'.

Before the polygraph test, Ashley got a precious half-hour rest time.

The policeman brought a portion of food—cold goat's milk and lye bread.

Ashley picked up the cup and took a small sip.

The taste is bland and lacks the fat needed for flavor.

"Tsk tsk."

Ashley narrowed her eyes. When she first arrived in this world, the first thing she felt was the lack of resources.

The sheep forage in the garbage dumps and lick the nitrate on the stones. The milk they produce is unpalatable and lacks nutrition. The hard and tough alkaline water bread can be chewed more times to increase satiety.

Still, it was a decent portion of food.

Ashley broke the bread piece by piece with her little finger, and put it into her mouth leisurely.

After enjoying a leisurely meal, she left the chair and lay down on the carpet unscrupulously. Then, she closed her eyes covered by thick eyelashes, and her satin-like hair spread around her ears and shoulders, glowing with magnificent and psychedelic blue waves .

Everything is going according to plan...

Ashley knew that the principle of polygraph detection is to monitor skin conduction and find out abnormal values.

When a person is lying, there will be subtle changes in heartbeat, blood pressure, and breathing, which cannot be restrained by willpower, and few people train deliberately.

Therefore, the essence of polygraph detection is to monitor changes in skin electricity, rather than to judge the authenticity of a thing.

Cases like 'clearing cows' - although the people tested told the truth, there were no cows in the clearing.

And the 'change in skin electricity' corresponds to the 'difference between truth and falsehood', that is, the electric current of a lie is the same as that of a lie, and the truth is the same as that of a truth.

In order to distinguish lies from the truth, polygraph examiners will add a control group to the list of questions, that is, questions that must tell the truth, so as to judge what the current of the truth is.

For example, today is week X, your name is XX and so on.

As a time traveler, Ashley is not Ashley, and the week system here is also different from that on Earth, and this is where she can take advantage of it.

If you lie about everything, then the galvanic changes are consistent—reality is dream, truth is lie.

What Ashley wanted was not to pass the lie test and get rid of the crime, but to make the other party completely doubt him.

Concentrating her consciousness and sinking into a dream, she will use all the time to rest and gather enough energy. This is a double battle of mental and physical strength.

……

……

goo goo goo...

The indistinct sound of bubbles came from a distant place, seeming to be very far away, but at the same time seeming to be very near. Occasionally, one or two of them burst, releasing small and sharp sound waves.

The dim light and shadow passed through the eyelids, and the pupils were stained into the color of the afterglow of the setting sun. She saw the dark sky and the muddy earth, as if the sun would die in the next moment, and the eternal night would come...

The flow of light and darkness, the ups and downs of fate, the desolate shadows crawling from all directions, trying to pull her into an abyss where even consciousness cannot be formed...

After an unknown amount of time, the line of sight gradually stabilized and became clear amidst the violent shaking, and an antique dressing table came into view.

Slender branches extend from the silver frame, and the ends are dotted with Gothic-style plum blossoms, petals and scrolls, exuding a mysterious and mournful artistic atmosphere.

A woman's face emerged in the mirror—pale and thin, with sunken eye sockets, her eyes fixed and fixed, staring nervously ahead.

The picture is extremely clear and very real, all the details are not blurred, even the fluff on the woman's sallow and stiff skin is clearly visible.

The woman was wearing a rotten gray pajamas, the bones on her chest were sharp, piercing her eyes.

Looking down, the lower abdomen bulges in an arc, which is obviously pregnant compared to the slender figure.The hem of the pajamas dragged on the dirty floor, revealing half-cut ankles, and the insteps were covered with blue blood vessels.

A woman's hand rests on the dresser, a piece of parchment pinched between her lanky thumb.

The sheepskin is soft and wrinkled, but the texture is too delicate, the pores on it are clearly visible, exuding a strange aura, the more you look at it, the more creepy you are.

Although old and dilapidated, the ink marks on the sheepskin are bright and dripping, with slender and sharp handwriting, like needles and hooks, or the messy long feet of gnats, mixed with strange symbols.

Leave the parchment paper blank in the middle, and use a soldering iron to press a piece of charred design.

In the center of the pattern is an upside-down dark crescent and an inverted cross, surrounded by a circle, like a mysterious eye, with the crescent and cross as its pupils.

Bright red liquid overflowed from the bottom of the round frame, converging into a huge teardrop...

Ashley has always been troubled by a strange sense of alienation. She feels every move of a woman, but she knows very well that she is just feeling, and all actions are not from her will. She has no control over her body, she just goes with the flow, Like duckweed.

The woman's hand fell down, pressing her lower abdomen, and her skinny and slender fingertips were gently gathered. Immediately afterwards, a burst of whispering whispers resonating in the chest came into Ashley's ears.

"The sun dies, the darkness surges...

I pray for the eternal night to accompany me to the end of my life...

The earth squirmed, flesh and blood gathered...

I desire to emerge, I will be one of thousands..."

The wind travels through the old corridor, the rain beats on the window lattice, the candle lights go out, and the long shadow of the woman turns and squirms, like a monster that is constantly breaking free...

Suddenly, the door creaked open.

Turning the angle of view, Ashley saw a loli standing at the door.

Lolita is too beautiful, the candlelight shone on her face, as if she was shining on the suet white jade, her hair was cut short by her ears, with a beautiful snow-blue color, the ends of her hair were scattered, and there were some natural curls.

She is like a light and jumping fairy, swaying the psychedelic aurora, and like a human-shaped gem, reflecting the brilliance of the stars and the moon.

The woman cast a questioning look, obviously knowing each other.

"Xixi, why are you here to play?"

Loli didn't raise her eyes, her gaze was always on the woman's bulging belly.

"Aunt Lorraine, can I talk to my cousin?" She raised the toy stethoscope in her hand, her voice was tender and sweet.

A charming smile appeared on the woman's pale face, she stretched out her fingers and stroked the hair beside her ear, and said:

"Okay, remember to speak softly, don't startle my little baby."

"Good!"

Loli was overjoyed, she grinned her mouth, revealing a row of two missing baby teeth that were changing teeth, immediately destroying the ethereal and fairy charm of her thin lips, and becoming silly.

She approached cautiously, put the two ends of the toy stethoscope into her ears, put the probe lightly against her aunt's protruding abdomen, and listened curiously.

"...help me...help me..."

An undetectable sound entered the ears.

Loli's expression froze, but returned to normal after a moment.

"What is she talking to you about?"

The woman's question floating down from above his head sounded inexplicably gloomy.

The wind blew past, and the window panes trembled rapidly.

Loli raised her head, her little face was already full of smiles.

"She said, you're the best mom in the world."

Chapter 4: Apocalypse Technology

"Get up! It's time for a break!"

Ashley was dragged out of the dream by one hand, and a strange female voice came from beside her ear.

He opened his eyes in a daze, his gaze flickered, and then a beautiful little face appeared.

Ashley was startled, thinking that the little cousin came out of her dream.

Taking a closer look, the uninvited guest has a black bob hair, and the neat bangs are like paper cuts, obviously not.

"I'm meeting for the first time. I'm the interrogation assistant, Amber Abbott. I'm in charge of polygraph work. Let's talk."

The black-haired loli straightened her waist, with her hands behind her back, looking decent.

She was wearing small leather shoes around the square mouth, and the white socks were very thin, covering her thin and lonely ankles. Her calves were slender and straight, and her legs were beautifully shaped.

"Well……"

Ashley rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Get up, it's so dirty, no lady would sleep on the floor..."

Amber looked at her condescendingly, frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and said contemptuously:

"Didn't your family teach you? Oh yes, this is the education of the Zhen Jinsi family, stealing, lying, violent crimes, sleeping on the ground..."

"But I'm a good girl."

Ashley turned over lazily, with his arms outstretched, with a cynical look that regarded the police station as his bedroom.

Amber was so choked that she couldn't speak, two blushes flushed on her cheeks, her cheeks puffed up angrily, her eyes rolled wildly, and she suddenly kicked Ashley secretly with her toe.

"Ah, you bitch, you used your back to block the surveillance camera, and then kicked me secretly? You're such a bastard! What's the police number? I'm going to sue you!" Ashley exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"You, what are you scolding me for?"

Amber blushed and stood there motionless, her eyes cutely rounded, like a young hen being strangled.

The word 'bitchi' is a dimensionality-reducing blow to her good homebringing.

"I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding someone who kicked me...Bichi."

Ashley was provocative while thinking quickly.

No matter what the purpose of the opponent's substitution is, inexperience is an obvious weakness of interns, and there is no reason not to take advantage of it.

In just a few words, she took control of the situation, and the interrogator's apprentice loli had obviously broken her defenses.

However, Amber is a student of Leticia after all, standing out from countless others, she naturally has the psychological quality of being one in a million.

The emotions that were almost out of control came to a sudden stop, and he forcibly calmed down.

She straightened her face, looked directly into Ashley's eyes, entered into a state of confrontation, and said word by word:

"I'll catch you with my own hands, Ashley Jenkins, you're finished because you messed with me."

Ashley got up in no hurry, leaned against the wall, tilted his little head, supported one cheek with his palm, and asked:

"do I look good?"

"Eh?!" The black-haired loli was surrounded, and the guy in front of him didn't follow the routine at all, and couldn't help asking: "Are you a narcissist?!"