## Chapter 13 – If You’re Innocent, Stay Silent (1)
What’s the evidence that I’m guilty?
None.
Likewise, what’s the evidence that I’m innocent?
None.
Therefore, I had to prove that I wasn’t the perpetrator myself.
Because the women who accused me of sexual assault didn’t need evidence, but I, who had become a sexual assailant, needed evidence to prove my innocence.
It’s absurd, but that’s the law in this country.
*
I opened the police station door and went inside. A police officer, leisurely sitting in a chair playing a phone game, asked why I came with a perfunctory attitude, as if annoyed by the new work that had arisen.
I briefly explained my business. Whether it was something they already knew (after all, I wasn’t the only man falsely accused by those bitches), the police officer skillfully searched for the necessary documents, then stopped for a moment and looked at me with surprised eyes.
“You received a message to come in for questioning today?”
The police officer asked.
“Yes.”
I answered casually, as if it were nothing. Then the police officer’s eyes changed slightly. It was the look of, “This guy got screwed too.” They even seemed a little amused.
There were several reasons for this.
First of all, the female officer who called me and said, “It’s not a big deal, so you can just come in,” was a complete lie.
The police probably already saw me as the culprit and were ready to lock me up in jail.
Even though there was no clear evidence to call me guilty.
And originally, you don’t have to go to the police station immediately just because the police tell you to. It’s possible to postpone it for up to two weeks.
During that time, you can hire a lawyer and collect CCTV footage of the reported incident.
But I went to the police station right away. It would have been a wiser choice legally to come with a lawyer, but I didn’t. I thought that path was no longer open to me.
Because I already knew painfully well that I couldn’t win against them with the law. And now I, too, had become one of the devils who violated not only the law but also morality.
However, there was something I had to do, even if it was just to buy more time before being dragged into court.
On the way, I stopped by the community center, filled out a request for disclosure of information about the complaint, and handed it to the police officer.
It would take more than 10 days to get the information disclosure request, and it wouldn’t get my innocence recognized, but it would be better than nothing.
“Please sit down. The detective will be here soon.”
The police officer said.
Then, without even looking at the documents they had given me, the police officer sat back in their chair and resumed playing their phone game with a nonchalant attitude. What would they do if an incident happened while they were like that? But it would be okay. This city is peaceful.
No, it ‘has to be’ peaceful.
I briefly recalled the secret of this city, which I had thoroughly investigated before my regression but could only glimpse a little. But I soon erased it from my mind.
There’s nothing I can do about it.
Not yet.
I didn’t sit in the chair as the police officer told me to, but instead casually wandered around the police station. In my previous life, it was my first time in a police station, so I was intimidated by the unique atmosphere and couldn’t properly defend myself, but it was different now.
I was confident that I wouldn’t fall for the police’s leading questions, who were openly treating me like a criminal.
As I took out my phone and reorganized my investment list, a police officer appeared. As I knew from hearing her voice on the phone, it was a female detective.
However, I was slightly surprised because her husky voice and appearance were completely different.
The female detective was wearing a leather jacket and black suit pants in this weather, and the outfit was so typical of what you think of when you think of a detective that it didn’t suit her at all.
It was too artificial.
It was more like the clothes an actress playing the role of a female detective in a daily drama would wear than the clothes a real detective would wear.
Not only the female detective’s clothes, but also her face and figure were like that.
A face that looked like a drama protagonist rather than a police officer.
Her hair was short, but it didn’t give off a androgynous charm like Jiyoung, it was just cute. And she was also on the shorter side.
As if sensing my gaze, the detective looked at me with a slightly unpleasant look. There was no need to deal with her, so I took out my phone and continued what I was doing.
The female detective, who had taken off her jacket and heard the story from the police officer, approached me. She had looked at me unpleasantly when our eyes first met, but now she was smiling sweetly.
She even had coffee in her hand to give me.
She was probably trying to win me over.
To make leading questions easier.
“I can’t have caffeine.”
I refused the coffee the female detective offered and got up from my seat.
“Would you like to come this way?”
I followed the female detective into the interrogation room. It wasn’t a closed space like the ones depicted in movies. Rather, it was an open space, so I could faintly hear the police officer’s phone game sounds.
It was a space with a sense of everyday life that made me feel a little relaxed.
I plopped down in the chair that the female detective pulled out. Then I answered the questions the female detective threw at me appropriately. None of the questions were related to the case.
Useless things like talking about the weather. There was a reason why she was doing this on purpose. To relax my mind.
But when I showed an attitude that I didn’t feel any attraction to her, she changed her approach and seemed to be trying to scare me by bringing up my criminal charges.
Even if you’re a brave person, you can’t help but be intimidated by the atmosphere of the police station, which you’re entering for the first time, and the worry that the investigation that will soon determine your future life will begin, but I had already experienced it, so I was just indifferent.
I silently listened to the female detective’s words, then pointed out her nonsense one by one.
“You said it was caught on CCTV… where?”
“Huh?”
“Which CCTV was it caught on?”
“Yes? Ah, there is. There’s footage.”
I chased after the female detective, who was trying to gloss over it by slurring her words.
“Can I see it?”
“Yes? No, why?”
No, why? It’s absurd.
“Do I have to explain to you why you have to show it to me, even if I have to invoke the Constitution?”
“Ah… well…”
Whether she had nothing to say, the detective slurred her words again, then arbitrarily said that we should take a break and got up from her chair.
We went outside together and watched the cars passing by on the street for a while without any meaning, and then came back, and it was the same.
The detective continued to ask leading questions without getting tired of it, and I pointed out the errors in everything she said.
It’s a fight between a spear that can’t pierce anything and a shield that can’t be pierced by anything.
It seemed like my side was at an advantage, but there was a rule that the shield couldn’t smash the spear’s head with the shield, so it was actually a game where my side was losing out. So I changed my strategy of listening to questions and refuting them, and then listening to questions again and refuting them again.
By only giving ambiguous and vague answers that wouldn’t be a problem in the later trial, but were enough to irritate the female detective in front of me now.
My conversation with her had gone on for well over an hour, but she hadn’t gotten anything out of me, so the cute-looking female detective, who seemed angry, revealed her venom for the first time.
“Why are you so talkative? If you’re innocent, just stay silent.”
Her expression and voice were extremely venomous. Even a big man would be intimidated, but for me, who had finally gotten a chance to attack, it was a happy thing.
I asked her to tell me her rank and name in a calm voice.
“Why?”
“I’m going to file a complaint.”
You shouldn’t be gentle and obedient.
There are two main occupations in this country where you should never show weakness to the other party. One is a thug, and the other is the country’s shepherd dogs.
When I came on strong, they became pathetic.
It was a mistake. Why are you doing this when you seem so young? Can’t I use informal speech? Police officers are people too, so can’t they make mistakes?
I listened to those excuses appropriately, and then the investigation ended. It was different from before my regression. Back then, it was much more coercive. Because there was evidence, even if it wasn’t really evidence.
Before my regression, I didn’t know why those bitches were so angry with me, but I thought that if I apologized, they would forgive me. I saw those bitches as humans, not devils.
So I asked those bitches to forgive me for my non-existent sins.
And Jiyoung secretly recording my words became decisive evidence.
But now, because there was no such evidence, even from the police’s point of view, they couldn’t come on as strong as they did back then, even though they were investigating me as a criminal without any evidence.
My reaction of going so far as to say that I would file a complaint to their face was also a major factor.
Then, the detective brought up the fact that the investigation was over. I thought it would be longer than this, so I checked the time and realized it was lunchtime. I couldn’t help but laugh. But I still had to do what I had to do.
“Wait a minute. You have to give me the statement.”
“Statement?”
They know everything, but they’re pretending not to know.
“I have to review it. To see if it’s correct or not.”
“No, I did it well, so you don’t have to worry about it…”
“Give it to me quickly.”
The detective hesitated, but whether it was because she was conscious of the fact that I said I would file a complaint earlier, she handed me the statement.
I pointed out all the incorrect parts of the statement, the parts I didn’t say, and the things that were intentionally distorted or reduced, and then finished the investigation and got up from my chair.
I politely greeted the detective, who was barely saying that the investigation was over as if telling me to go quickly because she had to eat, and got up from my chair.
Then, as I turned around and walked away, I looked back at the police officer one last time, and I could see the female detective, who had taken off her leather jacket that didn’t suit her, throwing it away.
The clothes under the leather jacket were thin even for casual wear. It was obvious since she was wearing such clothes, but thanks to that, her breasts, which were quite large for her small frame, stood out.
I stared at the female detective’s breasts, which looked quite useful, and then looked up at the female detective’s face.
She’s not as good as that quartet, but she’s cute. Her figure is also good, and although she’s short, her proportions are good, so she’s okay. No, it’s because I just finished looking at Yujin’s body, which is the ultimate female, but she’s beautiful enough to be called a beauty anywhere.
It’s no wonder she got angry when I didn’t fall for her petty tricks.
Hmm, what should I do?
If that woman, who treated me like a criminal even though there was no evidence and kept blocking my revenge, continues to block me like that, then that bitch…
I realized what I had been thinking and was startled.
Ah, shit. What the hell was I thinking?
Those aren’t Yujin, Minhee, Jiyoung, or Sua. They didn’t commit a crime against me that would ruin my life and warrant revenge. Therefore, the only level at which I can punish that woman is to file a complaint. If I get more power in the future, I might be able to make it so she can’t be a police officer. Since she’s a bad cop anyway, it would be better if she wasn’t there.
Yeah, that’s it. Even if I take it to the maximum.
But what I just thought of clearly went beyond that level.
I pressed my temples with my fingers and walked out of the police station. I decided to go to school.
It was too late to go to school, but it wasn’t time to go home yet. I should stop by and check on Yujin’s condition. It would be good if she came to school, and it would be good if she didn’t.
I have to fuck Yujin one more time before her eroded mental strength recovers.
Time is not on my side. The trial date will be set soon. Let’s go. I have to subdue Yujin before that.
