Daily Life of a Transmigrating Villain

"Damn it!" The police chief felt frustrated as he moved toward the stairway to walk down from the 5th floor of the building.

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'Our work is over here (stopping the police chief from taking the lift).' The mechanic and the police officers glanced at each other as they entered the lift, which unexpectedly was completely fine. They pressed the button for the ground floor and looked ahead as the lift's doors closed.

The lift slowly descended and reached the ground floor in no time. Before anyone else, Lin Wanruo had just arrived and entered the lift. Noticing one of the officers of a higher rank than her, she greeted him with a nod.

"Are you Lin Wanruo?" the mechanic inquired as he came forward, glancing toward Lin Wanruo. She nodded, feeling curious as to how this mechanic knew her name.

"Oh, you may not remember, but previously you caught some criminals who were bullying my father. I am grateful to you." The mechanic nodded, taking her hand firmly in his own and shaking it energetically to express his eagerness to meet her.

"Ah, I see, but you don't have to feel this way. I just did my job," Lin Wanruo wasn't able to remember who exactly he was, but knowing how she always brought justice to innocents, she nodded, accepting the greetings of this man, without noticing that one of those officers had just taken out the car keys that were hanging near her pant pocket, along with the ID card tied to her belt.

"Miss, can you write another report of mine against that hooligan since he returned?" The mechanic spoke in a sad tone, revealing his problem as he looked downward while other police officers exited the lift at the ground floor before the door could shut.

"Th-that's..." Lin Wanruo considered the need to urgently meet with the police chief about the false rumors claiming Damien was a hero. However, upon realizing that this man had suffered at the hands of the same troublemaker she had previously brought to justice, she ultimately chose to write a report based on his account before taking any further action. "Please follow me, I will write it."

'And here I accomplish my second task (distract Lin Wanruo).'

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"Haah, haah, why is this not ending?!" The police chief, walking down the stairs, felt his lungs burst due to lack of air, gasping hardly after just walking down two floors. He turned his eyes towards a board which read —3rd floor— causing him to burst in frustration. "Lin Wanruo!"

All his anger was directed towards Lin Wanruo, given that even reporters were asking where and why the police department hadn't taken any actions against her, while even profile groups had been doing the same, as if everyone was aware that the prime suspect for this kidnapping was none other than Lin Wanruo.

"Sir, please drink this," While heading down the staircase, the officer remarked to his chief, who was struggling to catch his breath, offering him a can of beer (*with a very high alcohol concentration), knowing how alcohol affects an angry person.

"What?! Why do you not have water, dumbass?!" The police chief shouted at this foolish officer who brought beer but not water, wanting nothing more than to slap this man. But knowing he still needed to walk down three floors and that if he fell unconscious, this man would be the only one to help him, the chief decided to save his slap for after they reached the ground floor.

"Give it—GULP." Taking the beer can, he directly gulped it down, feeling frustrated as the effect of alcohol took over, causing his hand to clench so tightly that the beer can smashed.

'My work is over now (feeding alcohol to the police chief),' the police officer thought, as he saw the chief gulping down the beer and finally felt that the money he had received from an unknown source to feed a high alcohol content beer to the police chief had been accomplished.

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"Haah... Haah... h-how much time!" the chief inquired while holding the railings of the last and final step at the ground floor, gasping as he tried to take in as much oxygen as possible while asking how long it took him to come down from the fifth floor.

"Sir, it's been half an hour," a police officer informed him as he looked toward his watch, seeing how just walking from the 5th floor had taken this heavy police chief half an hour.

"Damn it, I will kill that bitch!" The police chief shouted, his anger already enhanced by the effects of alcohol, reaching another level where he didn't care about her belonging to the Lin family.

His anger was only fueled further by the sound of the lift.

Ting~

"Huh?" Halting in his tracks, he turned his face toward the lift, which had just stopped as its doors slowly slid open. The frustration he felt about having to walk down from the fifth floor suddenly flared up upon seeing the lift working perfectly fine.

His anger rose to such a degree that he felt he might have a heart attack from blood pressure without needing all the cholesterol stored in his body to do anything.

"Oh, Chief, I was searching for you. Where were you?" With the lift door finally opening, Lin Wanruo stood there as the first sight she saw was the middle-aged man with a belly, stranded in front of her while supporting his body with his hand on his knees as he gasped for breath.

"....." The moment the police chief saw the woman who had caused him so much suffering, he directly moved toward her without saying a word.

"Chief—" Just as Lin Wanruo was about to speak, the police chief approached her.

SMACK!

In an instant, a powerful slap struck her face, sending her crashing to the ground. She fell with a stunned expression, gazing at the chief while shielding her reddened cheek.

The chief pointed his finger toward her and shouted, "You fucking bitch! How dare you!—"

Even before the police chief could say more, a police officer sprinted directly, arriving inside the building. He was about to report, but finding the police chief on the ground floor, he informed him, "Chief! Edward has escaped from his cell!"