Chapter 506 Legal Trouble || Confessing Crimes

Chapter 506 Legal Trouble || Confessing Crimes
"Who the fuck are you?" the woman asked.
'No, who the fuck are you?! I came to the chief's office to see John, so why is this chick here? Could she be John's girlfriend?' Rudy wondered. 'Nah, she is way too hot and out of his league. Maybe his sister? Uhh... I don't think so.'
"Don't you think it's rude to stare at a girl for so long?" the woman remarked. "One or two seconds are fine since I am used to it, but you have been staring at me for ten seconds now."
"I wasn't staring at you. I was looking at your white hair..."
'Imagine if she is another blue moon child or from a different race,' Rudy sighed.
"What about them?" She asked while resuming polishing her nails.
"Are they real?"
"Obviously not. I am only twenty-three. I don't want natural white hair at this age, although I don't think I would actually mind it much."
"So they are dyed?"
"Yeah. You see, a woman is all about beauty. She has to look pretty in front of everyone."
"That's not true. Why should one care what others think of them? If the world was that simple, then... life would be easy. What you are doing here is hiding your true beauty. Wearing makeup is fine, I guess, but only a little. Lipsticks, nail polish, and all that are also fine. But if you completely change your looks, then you are denying yourself.
In short, you are not accepting your true self, and then you expect others to accept you? That's hilarious," Rudy shrugged with a soft scoff. "But hey, you do you."
The woman raised her brows and said, "Relax, kiddo. That was a joke. But you are mature for your age, I will give you that."
"..."
"Anyway, why are you here?"
"I am here to meet the chief," Rudy responded.
"Speak."
"But the chief is John, am I right?"
"Yes, you are right... or you would be right if you had arrived here two days earlier," the woman replied without even looking at Rudy.
'Did that guy get himself killed or something?'
"Why is that?" Rudy asked calmly.
"He gave up on his position as a chief and wanted to start as a normal officer."
"I see. And I assume you were the next candidate for the chief and got his position after he left it?"
"No. I am the head chief. John was under me. Now, if you are done with your questions, tell me why you are here, or I will lock you in for wasting my time and barging into my office."
"Actually..." Rudy placed his hands on the desk, lowered his gaze, and said with a composed look on his face. "I... I am here to confess something."
"..." The woman stopped polishing her nails and looked at Rudy. "Confessing what?"
"A crime."
"Are you a victim, a witness, or a culprit?"
"All of them."
"Uhh... go ahead. Confess what you have to."
"Before I do that, can I ask if I will be punished for the crime?"
"Obviously. All crimes deserve punishment," she shrugged. "However, depending on the crime, your punishment might be levied under minimum probation. And you are here to confess, so it will give you some points."
"I see."
"Go ahead. I am listening. No need to be afraid." The woman took out a recording device and turned it on before placing it on the desk in front of Rudy. "Being locked up isn't that scary if you ask me."
"I..."
"I get it. You are still a kid, and you don't want your life to be ruined, but what matters is you are being an honest citizen. Your mother would be proud of you. And your parents did a good job raising you," she said in a solemn voice.
"The thing is..."
"Hmm?"
"My... my dog..."
"Your dog?"
"My dog stepped on a bee," Rudy stated with a straight face.
"..." The woman stared at Rudy with a dead glare in her eyes.
"Relax, aunt. That was a joke."
"...!" The woman's face twitched as she slammed her hands on the desk and asked, "What did you just call me?!"
"Aunt. You see, my mother has raised me well, and she taught me to respect my elders," he calmly responded.
"Excuse you?! I am 23 years old! Do I look like an aunt to you?!"
"I am 18 years old. Do I look like a kid to you?"
"Well, you sure are acting like a kid right now!"
"Oh, I thought you said I am mature for my age."
The woman glared into Rudy's eyes and said, "Tell me why you are here, or I will lock you up for disrespecting a police officer!"
"I already said I am here for John. Can you call him for me?"
"He is not here at this moment. What do you want from him?"
"He had asked me to come regarding the bank robbery case that happened like two weeks ago."
"Oh... are you perhaps Rudy Loss?"
"Ross. And you did that on purpose, didn't you?" he asked with a judging look on his face.
"Whatever do you mean?" The woman sat back on the chair and leaned back before asking, "You are wearing a school uniform, but I don't recognize this form here. Where are you from?"
"A town called Hel."
"I have heard about that town. I actually went there once for a visit but left soon after due to the orders of higher-ups."
"You should visit sometime. Dare I say, it's a good place for a trip."
"I have always been fond of the countryside, so if I ever visit, I will let you know."
"You can get my contact information from John. That guy kept nagging me to remind me to come here, so here I am."
"I did study the bank robbery case, and I was impressed at how effortlessly you solved the case. But I expected you to be a middle-aged man, not a high schooler. Moreover, is it safe for me to assume that you are acquainted with the mafias?"