After Entering a Romance Reality Show Disguised as a Man to Win Over All the Female Leads - Chapter 23.1

That voice was hoarse and sexy. Even without deliberately lowering it, it was already enough to make people submit. It carried the arrogance and unruliness of someone who had long occupied a high position.

One listen, and it was clearly Lin Mengxing, born an Enigma.

Rong Yu lowered her head.

She saw a pure-black electric baton lifting one corner of her skirt. The black head of the baton, poking out from beneath the pleated skirt, reflected the cold, deathly-white light from the ceiling.

Rong Yu still wanted to turn back and look, but one end of the baton was suddenly gripped and bumped against her leg. The cold, hard touch made her stop moving.

She only heard the person behind her continue coldly, “Don’t move. Raise your hands.”

Rong Yu took a deep breath, threw away the violin case in her hand, and raised both hands onto the safe door before her.

The safe door had not seen sunlight for years, and with cold air blowing in through the ventilation ducts, it was icy to the touch.

Rong Yu shivered from the cold. In the next moment, she felt the person behind her suddenly draw close. Cold handcuffs, carrying a chill, locked around her wrists.

Lin Mengxing was half a head taller than Rong Yu. Her arm happened to stretch past Rong Yu’s forehead. Her neatly fitted, specially made pure-black uniform sleeve tightly wrapped her slender but powerful wrist.

Rong Yu followed the line of her arm, which was covered by a thin layer of muscle, and looked up. She discovered that Lin Mengxing was actually wearing fingerless gloves. The veins on the back of her fair hand protruded slightly; at one glance, one could tell she could easily flip someone to the ground.

Because of the movement of cuffing Rong Yu, the two of them were extremely close.

Lin Mengxing’s light, long breathing kept brushing against Rong Yu’s ear. The cold, stiff bulletproof vest at her chest was pressed against Rong Yu’s thin back, so close that Rong Yu could almost clearly feel the shape of the hard, iron-like badge on it.

Under the glaring light, the silver handcuffs gave off a solemn, unquestionable cold shine. Yet behind her was a person’s scorching breath.

Rong Yu’s wrists trembled slightly.

Lin Mengxing hooked the chain between the handcuffs and hung it on the lock of the unopened safe door in front of Rong Yu.

And so Rong Yu was forced to keep both hands raised high, half-hanging by the safe door.

The alarm in the room grew louder and louder, echoing back and forth through the empty, unmanned secret room.

Soon, the sound of swift, powerful footsteps came from outside the door, overwhelming and dense. Then came the voices of special police outside shouting commands.

Even though the things Rong Yu wrote in her novels were wildly imaginative, in reality, she had never seen a scene like this before. No matter how much she told herself this was only a virtual script in a brain world, she could not help her heartbeat speeding up with it.

As a good citizen who had always obeyed the law, even knowing everything was fake, she still felt an unnatural guilty conscience.

Until the woman behind her took out a walkie-talkie and issued instructions to the people outside the door.

“The suspect has been arrested. Guard the door and don’t let her run.”

The walkie-talkie used a unified radio frequency for communication. The special police on that frequency could all hear Lin Mengxing’s order.

As soon as she finished speaking, waves of responses immediately came from the other end. The people answering included both men and women, and there were many of them.

Just listening made Rong Yu’s scalp go numb.

…She was probably the first person to play a prison-route script in a dating reality show, right?!

Rong Yu was still thinking when she suddenly heard a cheerful male voice come from Lin Mengxing’s walkie-talkie behind her.

“Boss, this thief is way too unlucky, right? She actually happened to run into you coming to the bank to get something!”

Rong Yu could not see Lin Mengxing’s expression, but she heard the other woman’s low chuckle. That warm breath brushed over the tip of Rong Yu’s ear, making her hand, which was hooked onto the safe door, tighten involuntarily.

Then she heard Lin Mengxing say, “Mm. The thing I wanted to get has already been received.”

Rong Yu: “……”

The burning gaze on her back was simply impossible to ignore.

Rong Yu seriously suspected that the “thing I wanted to get” Lin Mengxing mentioned referred to herself.

The alarm in the room abruptly stopped.

In the suddenly quiet space, Lin Mengxing cut off the walkie-talkie, leaned close to Rong Yu’s ear, and said warmly, “Come with me, Miss Rong.”

That voice was like morning mist breaking through dawn. The warm, tingling breath made Rong Yu’s ears go numb.

The baton pressed against her leg was cold and hard, yet the breath speaking to her was scorching hot.

Rong Yu’s brain could not quite turn. Lin Mengxing took her cuffed wrists and led her toward the iron door.

Only then did Rong Yu finally see Lin Mengxing’s outfit today clearly.

The loose but fitted matte-black tactical uniform looked tailor-made for her. The cuffs and trouser legs were tightly bound by special Velcro straps. The bulletproof vest cinched her waist even slimmer, revealing a pair of long, straight legs. On her feet were patent-leather, thick-soled Martin boots.

What she wore was not a real police uniform from this era, nor did it involve any confidential police numbers or words. It was clearly a uniform style made by the program team themselves.

It looked somewhat like the special police uniform Rong Yu had previously hired someone to design for her interstellar ABO novel. It had lost some practical effects but became even more handsome and eye-catching. The stiff collar pressed close to her neck, rendering her sharp, cold aura to the extreme.

Today, Lin Mengxing no longer wore her cat-ear hairstyle. Her originally half-tied long curls had all been tucked into a black baseball cap. The wide brim covered most of her beautiful, catlike face. The upward tilt of her eyes brought out a rare sharpness, and her cool expression seeped out from beneath the brim, revealing a powerful presence that commanded respect without anger.

Rong Yu was pulled by her toward the guarded door. Lin Mengxing’s expression looked cold and sharp, but her movements were extremely gentle. Rong Yu lowered her head and looked at her wrist held in Lin Mengxing’s hand, not feeling the slightest discomfort.

Heat spread from their connected wrists up her arm. Rong Yu unconsciously moved her gaze away and looked toward the other woman’s long legs and slender waist moving forward as she walked, then quickly withdrew her gaze, her face flushing uncontrollably.

The moment Lin Mengxing led her out of the room, the viewers who had been impatiently waiting in the livestream saw Rong Yu, face flushed red, being pulled out of the secret room by Lin Mengxing’s wrist.

The model gun that had originally been strapped to her thigh ring was now in Lin Mengxing’s hand.

The viewers could not see the upper half of Lin Mengxing’s face beneath the brim of her cap, but they could faintly see the curve of her lips.

The exquisite, realistic firearm model was spun several times in the slender, tall girl’s hand like a toy. With a beautiful, showy movement, she swiftly slipped it into the side pocket.

Behind her, Rong Yu was led in her hand like a trophy, steadily walking out between the extras standing on both sides outside the door.

Only then did the livestream viewers slowly come back to themselves.

[You two!!! What did you do in the little black room just now?! frantic, dark, twisted screaming]

[Is there, I mean is there, a possibility that we are also part of their play? bushi.]

The entire comment screen fiercely supported this question.

In the camera, Rong Yu was pushed by Lin Mengxing into a black car and taken to the detention center.

·

Twenty minutes later, Rong Yu’s hands were still locked in handcuffs. She had been fastened to an interrogation chair, lowering her head as she listened to the officer interrogate her and take notes.

Just now, when she was tied to the chair, the officer had also stuck something sticky behind her neck. She did not know what it was.

The interrogation room was cold, dim, and chilly. The officer questioning her had a stern face.

“Name.”

Rong Yu answered honestly, “Rong Yu.”

“Age.”

Rong Yu: “Nineteen.”

The clerk beside them recorded seriously.

Officer: “Why did you touch Ge Yu’s safe?”

Rong Yu, who had absolutely no script, looked blank. “I don’t know.”

The extra playing the officer raised his brows and slapped the iron table. The table made a loud bang, startling Rong Yu out of nowhere.

“Confess honestly!” the extra said. “Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist!”

His brows and eyes were cold, and his voice sounded loud and intimidating in the cramped space.

But the aura around him was clearly acted. Compared to Lin Mengxing, who was truly used to being in a superior position, he was nothing more than a paper tiger pretending to be fierce.

What Rong Yu had feared earlier was that unknown terror beyond her control. Facing an actual interrogator before her did not really make her afraid.

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the third person sitting in the corner—

Lin Mengxing, who sat quietly listening without saying a word.

Her long legs were forced to bend because she sat on the wooden chair, but her upper body remained upright. Even leaning crookedly against the armrest, she carried a silent authority.

At this moment, her hand rested on the armrest, supporting her chin as she lowered her eyes to look at the ground. She listened quietly as the officer beside her coldly interrogated Rong Yu, without the slightest expression on her face.

The blurry indoor light blended the boundary between brightness and shadow. The hazy glow made her look like a leopard lying in wait in the dark night.

Rong Yu had thought correctly. Lin Mengxing truly was more suited to wearing uniforms than anyone else.

Whether it was tactical wear or formal dress, she could bring out the advantages of the clothing to the extreme.

She was only sitting quietly in the corner, yet Rong Yu’s eyes could no longer take in anyone else around them.

The officer clearly noticed Rong Yu’s distraction. With a cold face, he slapped the iron table twice more and continued asking Rong Yu the question from earlier.

Rong Yu’s answer was still, “I don’t know anything.”

Only this time, she deliberately emphasized her tone of voice. Even her breathing carried a slight pant. Her chest rose and fell violently, and her gaze toward the officer was full of panic. Her sapphire-like eyes were filled with helplessness.

With her current expression, no matter how one looked at her, she seemed like a flawless, obedient, innocent high school student.

…If not for the fact that just one second earlier, she had calmly been sneaking glances at their superior.

The officer’s face instantly became extremely ugly. He opened his mouth, about to say a few more words, when Lin Mengxing beside them suddenly frowned, waved her hand, and interrupted him.

“Enough. Take her to be photographed.”

The livestream viewers burst into laughter.

[Hahahahaha, didn’t expect that, did you? Our Baby Yu is also acting school!]

[I’m dying. If you want to see someone pretend to be weak, you still have to watch Little Brother Rongrong.]

[This male O is damn good at this! Cat Cat has actually been eaten up completely.]

The officer, who had not finished questioning her yet, froze. “Then… then should we record her basic data?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mengxing had already gotten up and walked toward Rong Yu.

With those long legs, she reached Rong Yu in just a few steps. In a few short sentences, she clearly stated all the information the officer needed.

“Height, 173 centimeters. Waist, 62 centimeters. Hip circumference, 86 centimeters. Shoulder width…”

As Lin Mengxing spoke, she unlocked the chains binding Rong Yu’s hands and feet. Her palm pushed lightly against Rong Yu’s slender lower back, guiding her to stand and walk toward the door.

The two people beside them were stunned.

The clerk was even more incredulous. “Boss, w-when did you measure her?”

Lin Mengxing raised a brow and glanced back at her.

“Measured it by hand.”

The comment section instantly erupted into screams.

[Lin Mengxing, don’t be too outrageous!!!]

[They asked when you measured her, and you said you measured her by hand. I’m afraid no matter what they ask, you’ll say you measured it by hand, right? Right?!]

[For friends who just entered the livestream: by hand means she personally touched and measured it with her hands.]

·

The program team’s script was actually fairly convincing.

After Rong Yu was arrested, although the detention did not strictly follow real-life requirements, the basic harm of contempt for the law and the important detention procedures were explained in great detail.

First, she faced interrogation. After Lin Mengxing took her out, she was photographed, disinfected, made to change clothes, and then detained.

The extras performed the entire process especially responsibly. A perfectly good dating show had become a legal education channel. At every step, staff stood nearby quietly explaining the nation’s laws and the dangers of harming national security.

By the time the entire process was finished, quite some time had passed.

The prison cell where Rong Yu was held did not arrange any other cellmates. She was alone on the bed in the room, wearing the prison uniform she had been required to change into.

Earlier, Rong Yu had been wearing women’s clothing. But prison uniforms were not divided by gender. The blue-and-white clothes covered her body, completely hiding Rong Yu’s figure.

Only those clear blue eyes still shone brightly. Together with that exquisitely flawless face, she looked even more fragile than usual.

Rong Yu curled up on the bed, burying her head in her knees. She looked pitiful, thin, weak, and small.

Even the prison guard who opened the door to find her could not help feeling sorry for her, and her voice softened considerably.

“Rong Yu, right? The warden wants to see you.”

The warden?

Rong Yu raised her head from her knees, blankly following the female prison guard to see this “warden.”

The female guard spoke gently. “You’re still so young. Why didn’t you learn anything good? You must reform properly so you can get out earlier and not affect your bright youth. The warden knows you’re young and specially came to give you ideological education. You must behave well. Maybe you can get your sentence reduced.”

The prison guard’s earnest teaching made Rong Yu somewhat suspect who this warden was.

When she quietly followed the other woman to the “warden’s office,” the guard pushed open the door and let her enter by herself.

The moment Rong Yu entered the room, the door closed behind her.

The room was well-lit. Someone stood before her with their back to Rong Yu, facing the light falling in from the window.

Hearing the door open, the other person slowly turned around.

Rong Yu saw Lin Mengxing dressed as a prison warden in a formal uniform.

Rong Yu had not been able to tell clearly from the special police outfit earlier, but now that Lin Mengxing was wearing the warden’s formal dress uniform, Rong Yu recognized it completely.

This was the military formalwear she had specially hired someone to design for her interstellar ABO novel.

The indigo stand-collar military uniform, the silver-white aiguillette extending from the right shoulder to the chest, and the red-and-blue-striped service ribbons covering the front of the chest—at one glance, this color scheme was clearly a military-uniform element imagined in Lin Mengxing’s interstellar ABO novel.

Lin Mengxing had actually moved its setting here.

Lin Mengxing was worthy of being the youngest general of the interstellar era in the novel, the only Enigma with super S-rank mental power.

In formal attire, she was practically one with the outfit: abstinent, restrained, powerful, and faintly carrying unquestionable authority.

If the cold, indifferent He Huaiting was like an unsheathed sword, then Lin Mengxing in military uniform was more like a silver spear twined with roses. Her face was beautiful, but her aura was forceful, her entire body tightly wrapped in the military uniform.

Her flexible, narrow waist, full, rounded hips, straight, firm thighs, and long patent-leather boots wrapped around her slender calves.

After changing into an elegant, exquisite formal military cap with an aiguillette, Lin Mengxing was flawless from head to toe.

The livestream comments were filled with viewers screaming.

Not only the livestream viewers—even Rong Yu felt somewhat heated looking at her.

Fortunately, she could still barely maintain clarity. She took a deep breath and asked, “Can special police officers also serve as prison guards now?”

Lin Mengxing laughed lightly and bent down to sit on the pure-black single-person sheepskin sofa behind her.

“What era do you think this is? The term ‘special police’ no longer exists.”

The dark interior decor made her deep black eyes appear even more profound and alluring.

Rong Yu had to clench the hand hanging at her side to barely suppress her increasingly fast heartbeat.

“What year is it now?”

Five years? Ten years? Or a hundred years after the world she was from?

Lin Mengxing crossed her right leg over her left. The shiny surface of her patent-leather boot reflected a cold light. Even her voice carried pressure that made one unable to resist submitting.

Clearly, Lin Mengxing was the one sitting while Rong Yu stood, yet it seemed as if Rong Yu were the one suppressed.

“Interstellar Year 1350. S108 Prison. This newly arrived… Your Excellency Omega.”

The moment Lin Mengxing said this, someone immediately screamed in the comments.

[Holy crap, it’s actually interstellar ABO?! Shocked.]

[Ahhhhh ABO!! My favorite!]

[Holy crap, does this mean Rongrong has really become an O?!! I’m directly going sss.]

Some viewers in the livestream did not understand what they were talking about.

[Interstellar Year 1350? Huh?]

[Your Excellency Omega? What’s an Omega? Can someone explain?]

[It’s a setting that divides human sexes into Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Alpha are natural leaders: strongest in mental power and combat ability, outstanding intelligence and excellent genes, and can impregnate the other two. Beta have ordinary aptitude, but can get pregnant and can also impregnate Omega. Omega can get pregnant, have weaker bodies but generally strong mental power, and in some novel settings can even soothe Alphas with mental-power disorder. But Alpha and Omega both have pheromones, and pheromones can mutually affect the other party’s rationality and sexual desire. Also, Omegas have heat periods and need to be marked by Alphas. Many little smut novels like using this setting.]