Surviving the Reverse Harem - Chapter 98



98 – Fake Irelle (5)

The batteries placed in the haunted house increased to dozens.

White chestnuts swayed from the sky over the bloody sacks.

Irrel put on heavy makeup every day.

She is in a fantasy world, dressed up to remind her of herself and left the dilapidated house.

Maybe it’s because there have been a lot of men disappearing or being found dead lately.

Irrel screamed and danced on the increasingly desolate streets.

She

She called Robert’s name anxiously and sang of memories with him.

She

She mingled herself with her body She sang men from the fantasy world She sang how beautiful she was.

Unlike in the fantasy world, his voice was full of phlegm.

Iru El She sang her song even louder, as if it were still a beautiful voice, just like her fantasy world.

There were a few people who said that she was noisy and said unspeakable gossip about her.

Even those who dispute that they don’t like how they look.

Even those who want to get some sleep and attack with a baseball bat.

Even those who threaten to stop feeding the cat.

As the number of guns increased in the Haunted House, the number of such people decreased.

If they were good-looking, they committed crimes and threw them away in a bag, and if they were ugly, they killed them on the spot.

From a certain moment on, all the people he encountered started walking around with their eyes down as if they were creepy.

Satisfied with her appearance, Ir El called out Robert’s name even louder.

As he danced, shouted, and sang about the fantasy world in the streets, people called the police came to him.

One of them was quite handsome, so Irelle followed him as if possessed.

Then he was locked in an iron cage.

“Open it! Open it before I kill them all!!!”

Realizing belatedly that he was imprisoned, Irelle screamed loudly and grabbed the barbed wire to give her strength.

It’s a joke.

“Huh? Huh? What is that girl?”

As the iron bars bent little by little, the frightened police were frightened.

One of the shocked cops ran up and fired a taser at Irelle inside the prison.

“Open it! Open it!! I need to find Robert. Open it!!!”

“Crazy…Crazy.”

Despite being hit by multiple taser guns, Irelle yelled and opened the bars.

As soon as it was about to open wide enough for Irrel to come out, other police officers also came and fired taser guns.

“Anesthesia gun. Bring the anesthesia gun quickly!”

Irrel, who pushed through the bars like the Hulk when hit by the taser gun and the tranquilizer gun, finally collapsed.

When Ir El opened his eyes, what he saw was a white ceiling.

Strangely, my mind was hazy.

I felt drowsy and lethargic.

When she turned her head, there were strange things connected to her body.

As she turned her pupils, she met eyes with a person wearing a white gown.

He was startled and placed his large syringe on himself several times.

Strangely, drowsiness came soon after, and I closed my eyes again.

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He, the cane that protects the people, went to work at the police station today.

In the midst of the usual work hell, I heard a strange sound like bending iron.

It was quite a loud noise, and the cops started walking in that direction.

She should call it instinct, or her sixth sense. Goosebumps ran through her body as she saw the woman bending behind her bars.

The floor of the detention center was stained red.

It was the blood shed by men who were locked up in a detention center like that woman.

On the face of the woman who was about to break out of the cage, a strange expression that could hardly be called a smile appeared on her face.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and the creases on the bridge of her nose looked like they were going to laugh at any moment.

Her eyes seemed to be looking straight ahead, but they were out of focus.

It’s a joke.

‘This is an iron spear made of a special alloy. How?’

I swear today for the first time that iron bars can be bent by human power.

If I leave it like this, it looks like I will get out of the lockup, so I quickly shot the taser.

“I can’t believe it…”

As if nothing had happened to the woman who had been hit by the taser, she continued to press on the bars.

Seeing the monster still intact despite being shot several times, other police officers also approached and fired taser guns.

Just in time, I fired a taser gun while shooting several tranquilizer guns, which had been supplied due to complaints from wild boars, and finally the monster collapsed.

After being transferred to a special ward in a psychiatric hospital, I tried to take a breather, but a women’s group came to visit me.

“Are you insane for shooting a taser and a tranquilizer at a woman!”

“This is a violation of human rights!”

“Are you treating me like this because you’re a woman?”

“Men innocent! Women guilty!”

Somewhere I heard these rumors, women’s groups came and started protesting.

Broadcasting stations flocked to capture the scene with their cameras, and the next day the scale grew out of control.

“Police stop hating women! What do you mean taser guns and tranquilizer guns for women!”

“The police are not the cane of the people, but a criminal group!”

“Strengthen the gender equality promotion system.”

“Closing the gender wage gap!”

“This is the order of the people. Stop gender discrimination in employment!”

It was noisy outside and noisy inside.

Because politicians condemned the police for overreacting.

Of course, the response seemed excessive, but it was worth it.

She would have gotten out of lockup if she hadn’t been shooting so ferociously.

A catastrophe would have happened.

If a woman who bends iron, the material of which is a special alloy, commits violence, how can she stop it?

As the inside and outside of her was noisy, the investigation into the woman was naturally simplified.

I saw her papers on the woman.

‘It was a bit pitiful.’

Looking through the records, it was unusual for the police to visit this house many times.

This is because neighbors often reported that they were being severely abused as children.

The visiting police were also sorry, but there was nothing they could do, so it was best to just give a warning and back off.

And she said today that woman who was being abused became a monster.

‘The records here said there was a part of my father’s body in the refrigerator…’

She couldn’t be herself. Every cop here could tell instinctively the moment they looked into the woman’s eyes.

The eyes of one who killed not only her own father, but also many of her.

It was clear that the recent missing persons reports and corpses were a disaster created by that woman.

No, I was sure.

Evidence came out today through the corpses and the woman’s DNA test.

But the timing wasn’t good.

Recently, the most sensitive topic in society has been discrimination against women.

In fact, many women have suffered from s*xual assault and have begun to speak out.

Nevertheless, the atmosphere of women’s organizations has recently been unusual due to continued crimes and discrimination against women.

What finally broke out after the calm in the storm was the case of excessive suppression of women that took place this time.

‘I wouldn’t have believed it if I had just read the text.’

How can you imagine that a woman bends an iron bar made of a special alloy while being hit by a taser gun and a tranquilizer gun?

Even if the media criticized the police for writing nonsense novels to cover up the situation, there was nothing to say.

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“Huh… It’s like a real situation.”

“Are you here?”

The chief came down with a tired face.

“Since we apologized and decided to end this, stop investigating that woman.”

At that, my boss exclaimed.

“Chief, this woman has killed or maimed at least 10 people. If you look for it, there will be more, and it’s absurd to release such a vicious criminal again!”

Others agreed with that remark.

They realized that day.

She is a beast.

And her police objected to releasing her because if she let her wild beast into her society she would prey on other herbivores.

“Then.”

The chief also continued with a frustrated expression.

“So what do you think we can get her to investigate?”

“There’s no hint. Right now, starting with ordinary citizens, journalists, and high-ranking people are all criticizing it as excessive investigation, but what are we going to do with the investigation?”

“The president also contacted me. Stop the investigation immediately and apologize unconditionally.”

“This should stop here.”

Other policemen also shut their mouths at the tired words of the chief who usually shouted justice more than anyone else.

And the next day, Irelle was released after receiving compensation for the excessive response and investigation by the police.

Her father, who is confirmed to have been killed by Ir-El, in self-defense against domestic violence.

Other men were either killed by accident or by accident.

*

After being released from a place full of white color, Irelle lay down on the bed.

I was still in a daze.

How long must she have been lying in bed?

A sound was heard from the front door.

“Guys~ I’ll go in here today.”

“Yes? Take Grandma’s advice and just go back?”

“I’m a manly BJ iron man. Running away from a place where only one girl lives. It’s absurd. I have pride, so I can’t do that.”

“Uh… He was released today? Then he might be at home.”

“You said it would be better to run away? Seriously, do you know Samilhan?”

“Why is everyone screaming and looking back?”

“Huh…?”

Puck.

Peruk.

Kwajik.