Shadow Empire

Chapter 522 There are so many baits and hooks, there is always one suitable for you

Hunter is an old detective. He knows how a person behaves when his inner secrets are revealed. He often encounters this situation.

He discovered the things that the suspects were trying so hard to hide, and then took them out in front of them. The expressions of the suspects were exactly the same as Nate's just now.

Fake!

Son of a bitch!

Hunter smiled more. He patted Nate's shoulder and put his arm around him. "But I didn't believe what this guy said. You know, he's a criminal. We've worked together for more than ten years."

"Do you think I would be so stupid as to trust someone I've only known for two days, and who is a criminal, instead of our friendship of more than ten years?"

Feeling that Nate seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, the anger in Hunter's eyes became even more intense.

He just couldn't understand how Lance could win over so many people. Was it because he was rich?
At the same time, he was wary of Nate. This man was hiding too deeply and he almost got fooled by him. If the man in the room hadn't come over to him, he might have really let Nate get the evidence.

Perhaps by then, this important evidence that can indict Lance will be destroyed by Nate.

Nate's heart was pounding and his face was a little red. This was a sign of high blood pressure when being frightened. Although his adrenaline had not been secreted excessively, his blood had already risen in advance to cope with his physical instinct that could erupt at any time and anywhere.

But instinct will never know that this is no longer the primeval forest era, and the outburst of personal power has long lost any meaning under the iron fist of modern civilization.

Struggling will only make death more painful!
"Don't listen to him. I have worked for the police force for decades and I have never thought of doing that. This is a slander and humiliation to me!"

He seemed very angry, and the angrier he was, the more Hunter wanted to strangle him!

But now is not the time. After dealing with Lance, he will clean up the entire police station.

No matter who planted the nail, pull it out!
"I believe you!" He affirmed his position, "Get me two cups of coffee. I want to have a good chat with him."

He gave Nate an excuse, and Nate immediately followed up, "Okay, I'll get it done right away."

After watching Nate leave, he went back into the room.

The young man had finished his cigarette. He looked back at Hunter with a mocking smile on his face, "Are you sure?"

He spoke in a questioning tone, but expressed it in an affirmative tone, as if he had confirmed that Hunter had verified his statement and he did not lie, at least in this matter!

Hunter wanted to swear, but he held it back. He sat in Nate's chair and looked at the young man, trying to dig out some more information from him.

"Besides Nate, who else are Lance's people?"

The young man sneered, "I don't know."

He really didn't know. If Nate hadn't come forward himself, he wouldn't have known that Nate was also Lance's man.

Hunter thought that he was not unaware of this, but he might just want to use this as a bargaining chip to exchange conditions with himself. He also thought that maybe they would continue to exchange conditions after he got the account book.

After all, they will only start the second phase of negotiations if the "sincerity" is in place in the first phase.

Just as Hunter was about to leave, he subconsciously glanced at the two photo frames on Nate's desk.

The first photo frame was a picture of Nate's family of four, a very harmonious and warm family. He had met Nate's family and children.

The second frame...

He picked up the photo frame and looked at it carefully. It read "Graduation Photo of Jingang Police Academy Class of 995". He quickly found Nate, and then saw a familiar face next to Nate - Blue.

"Shet!"

"This son of a bitch!"

They are actually classmates who graduated in the same class, and the two of them are arm in arm, fuck!
He put the photo frame back, his chest bulging with anger. He was actually being played around by this man, Lance. He was furious!
He now knew why Nate was Lance's man, because of Blue.

Blue is a big supporter of Lans, so that makes sense.

There are some familiar faces in this photo, but what about these people?
Could they be Lance's men?

Did Blue play some dishonorable role in this?
He thought of how it was Blue who introduced Chief Duke to Lance, so would he introduce other people to Lance as well?

The police party he mentioned before was said to be sponsored by Lance, and many police officers agreed, but he and Charlie did not nod, so this matter did not take place.

From that time on, did Lance's forces begin to fully invade the police force?

The more he thought about it, the more suffocated he felt, as if everyone around him might be Lance's person and he didn't know it!

The people in this photo have almost all become the middle-level management group of the police force. Their influence and destructive power are too great!

The knock on the door pulled Hunter's attention back from his wandering thoughts, "Come in."

Nate came in with two cups of coffee, "Is there anything else you can do for me?"

Hunter is in a bad mood now. He doesn't want to see this bitch. He doesn't even want to touch the coffee he brought him. Who knows if there is something else in it?
"We've finished our talk. Keep him under control and don't let anyone else continue to interrogate him."

He walked around the table and came in front of Nate, "Remember, no one is allowed to interrogate him before I agree!"

Nate also vaguely realized that what Hunter said about "not believing that Nate was Lance's mole" was all a lie, and he not only believed it, he believed it very much!

But Hunter was the director, he had no way to deal with it, and it also made him develop another idea.

Hunter, you can't stay.

Nate nodded and moved away, "You have the final say, Boss."

Hunter nodded, looked at the young man again, and then pushed the door open and left.

He would ask others to come and watch the young man together. He didn't trust Nate.

Nate also knew that he was under serious suspicion. He looked at the young man with some annoyance, "What the hell did you say to him?"

The young man smiled and said, "Don't worry about what I said. Just see if it works!"

Nate stopped talking. It was so damn effective, but... it was a little too powerful!
After Hunter returned to the office, he called Charlie and told him that he would leave the police station temporarily and no one else could contact him. If anything happened, Charlie would have to handle it.

He had to communicate with Charlie first.

Soon the call was connected and Charlie was almost asleep.

"Is there any hurry so late?", he asked, a little tired.

Hunter stated his purpose, "I have to go out for a while, it may take a few hours. If anything goes wrong, I will ask them to call you and you can handle it."

"Go out?" There was disbelief and a hint of anger in his rising tone. "There might be a group of people watching you outside. If you go out, they will kill you. You say you want to go out now?"

Hunter thought for a while and realized that he actually had another choice, which was to ask Charlie to help him get the things back.

But somehow, some terrible images suddenly flashed through his mind.

For example, he was already the chief, but when Charlie came to the police station, he would sit on his chair, mess up his desk, and ask him to stand while talking.

He thought about how he had followed Charlie like a dog over the years, working for him, working for the big guys in the Bay Area, and that his status was far inferior to Charlie's.

No one wants to be a dog from birth. Even if he doesn't want to, he is forced to be one because of life.

At the same time, he was a little worried because on some issues before, Charlie was more inclined to "negotiate" with Lance rather than deal with Lance directly.

If Charlie got his hands on this account book, with his greedy and cunning character, would he beat Lance to death in one blow?

Or use this account book to control Lance and make Lance work for him?

Hunter didn't know that Charlie was a person he couldn't understand. He said Charlie was the police chief, but in fact he was more like a sophisticated and cunning politician! Now there was such an opportunity that might make him make some changes. He hesitated for a while, "There is a key piece of evidence that has been hidden. If we get it, there is a great chance that Lance will be brought to justice."

"I don't trust anyone else to go. I've already found Lance's people in the police station. There are others I suspect, but I'm not sure. I don't dare to trust anyone right now."

“So I’m going to get it myself.”

Charlie frowned after hearing this. He got out of bed and walked to the window to look at the sky outside. "It's too late. It's too unsafe outside."

"Wait until it's a little brighter before you go. Nothing will happen overnight."

Charlie didn't ask what that thing was or where it was. Since Hunter didn't want to say, he didn't bother to ask.

"Also, my personal advice is to find a few people you feel you can trust to help you do this."

"Not only you, but even I am in danger now. It is best for us not to leave the safe environment. This is my advice to you."

As for whether he listened or not, that’s unknown. Charlie did what he could.

After thinking about it, Hunter decided to take Charlie's advice, "Okay, I'll get it tomorrow morning."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the case will be settled tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Hunter sat in his chair, supported his head with both hands, rubbed his hair vigorously a few times, then leaned heavily on the back of the chair and exhaled a long breath.

He lit a cigarette and took a sip of the half-cooled cup of coffee. The mellow aroma after the bitterness accompanied by the aroma of tobacco had a unique flavor.

Meanwhile, several young men had appeared outside a single-family house in the capital. They were all wearing police uniforms, so the community service company did not stop them from coming in.

If there is anyone here who is familiar with Jingang City and the Jingang City gang, he will definitely be able to find that the person standing outside the door of this house is Ennio.

He has a relatively handsome appearance, brown-black hair, and his police uniform makes him look more elegant.

He knocked on the door, and the lights in the house came on immediately, followed by the sound of footsteps coming out from inside. "Who's there?"

It was a man's voice, but there was obviously someone else in the house. The lights on the second floor came on, and a faint female voice was heard, "What happened?"

Then Ennio felt someone standing behind the door, and then the curtains of the small window on the door were lifted, revealing the face of a vigilant man.

"who are you?"

When he saw clearly that the people outside were wearing police uniforms, his serious expression eased a little.

Enio took out his Jingang City police badge and showed it to the other party, but soon, the other party might not be able to see it clearly, "Jingang police, Chief Hunter asked us to come here."

He also produced a document. "He said that the Lance family has fallen into its final struggle and the current situation is very dangerous. He is worried that something might happen here, so he arranged for us to come here to strengthen the defense."

The people inside breathed a sigh of relief after hearing these explanations, and their expressions softened. “Let me see the person behind you.”

Then other people in police uniforms appeared outside the door one after another. Seeing these people's righteous appearance, the people inside were not completely relieved, but they were not so alert either.

He opened the door, but not completely. He stood by the door, blocking the entrance. "I didn't look at your badge carefully just now. Can you show it to me carefully?"

There is usually a lot of information on a police badge, such as the number and the owner of the badge. These things have anti-counterfeiting marks, and most people don’t know how to prevent counterfeiting.

But police insiders know how to tell if a badge is fake, or if the badge and the owner match.

"No problem." Ennio took out the police badge and handed it to him, but he accidentally dropped it on the ground, "Oh, sorry..."

The other person was a good man. He said "It's okay" while bending down to pick up the police badge on the ground.

Just as he bent down to pick up the police badge, Ennio pulled the dagger out of the scabbard and stabbed it into his throat!
He strangled the man's head with force, exerted force on the wrist holding the dagger, and turned the blade. After about twenty or thirty seconds, the struggle in his arms completely disappeared.

Ennio slowly put the man down, then unlocked the door, and the group went straight into the room.

At this time, Hunter's wife was upstairs with her son. The child did not rest well in the past few days. He was not used to the unfamiliar environment and often could not sleep until late at night.

Hunter's wife accompanied him, gently stroking his back. The little boy's vague sleepiness made his eyes open but unable to stay awake, and he could fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

Just then, a "zhiya" sound came from the stairs. This house was not a new house, but an old house.

I don't know who Hunter borrowed it from, or it could be Charlie's house. The wooden board under one of the steps of the stairs may have become loose due to moisture or some other reason.

When you step on it, there will be some sound of twisting wood.

Hunter's wife looked up at the door with some surprise, and she called out the man's name.

That guy was also Hunter's trusted subordinate, but he did not agree because he could not agree.

This made Hunter's wife feel uneasy. She walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, took out a pistol from it, and held it in her hand with some anxiety.

About ten seconds later, clearer footsteps came outside the room, "Ma'am, are you there?"

Hunter's wife did not answer. The person outside the door seemed to have lost his patience and turned the doorknob directly, and the door slowly opened.

Ennio, whose waist and abdomen were stained black with blood, walked in from outside. He glanced at the woman pointing a gun at him and the little boy lying on the bed, revealing his not-so-white teeth.

"You can only kill one of us, but both you and your son will die. Do you want to try?"

The weapon in the woman's hand ultimately had no chance to fire, nor did it bring her any sense of security.

Her whole body was numb as she held the little boy in her arms and stepped over the body of Hunter's confidant in horror.

This is Lance's back-up plan. If they can't trick Hunter, then his wife and children may be able to get him out of the police station.

If Hunter was a true tyrant, if he felt that the death of his wife and children was less important than his own, then it didn't matter, Lance would arrange for someone to carry out the assassination in the police station.

Those with terminal illnesses can't wait to serve Mr. Lance!

In the living room, Ennio cleaned up the blood on his body while holding the receiver with his shoulder. "Boss, we've found the person. We can return to the city by tomorrow night at the latest."

"...Okay, I got it. I'll hang up now."

He casually threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the floor, since he couldn't wipe it clean anyway.

The door was slowly closed, and the man's body was the only thing left in the room.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will take a long time for people to discover him, and only after he starts to stink will anyone come to check.

However, it may take some time for the temperature to reach a point where he would stink quickly, during which time he might become dehydrated and eventually become a mummy.

If that were the case, only the owner of the house would be able to discover this unfortunate guy.

The two police cars at the door quickly left. The cars were real police cars, the uniforms were real uniforms, and in fact even the police badges were real badges, just not theirs.

The next morning, Hunter woke up at around seven o'clock. He couldn't sleep. Anyone who could fall asleep under such tremendous pressure must have a mental problem. Anyway, he couldn't sleep very well.

He rubbed his cheeks, without even washing up, he took his spare weapons and magazines, and asked a few trusted men to go out with him to do something.

No one knew where they were going or what they were going to do, but everyone knew that Hunter had left the police station.

Nate also knew that he hesitated for only a second, and when he recalled the disgust and hatred that Hunter looked at him with, the little bit of guilt and apology disappeared.

He dialed the number Lance left.

"The fish is hooked!"

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①: Colors with a blue base will appear black when stained with blood.

(End of this chapter)