Shadow Empire

Chapter 544 Party and Transfer [666+12]
Charlie gasped and looked at the man outside the car. He was wearing a hood, but even so, he could still "see" him through the man's eyes.

This is a young man. There is no reverence for life in his eyes, nor confusion about the future. He just stands here calmly, then raises his pistol, ready to do a simple thing.

For some reason, when Charlie saw this young man, he seemed to see his past self in a trance.

He was like a lost child wandering around in a maze, and someone found him and showed him the way.

This road is not easy to walk on, but looking at the faint light at the end of the road, he knows that there is a brand new world!

In order to reach a new world, no matter how difficult the road was, he took his first step firmly.

He, Charlie, will eventually break down some barriers and move on to the next stage of life.

No matter what is blocking him in the way, he will overcome it in the end!
He kept moving forward with the courage to never retreat. The thorns of reality did not stop him, but made him stronger.

He never thought that he would fall down somewhere along the way, and he would definitely move on to the next stage of his life.

Until this moment.

He was sitting in the car, blood constantly flowing from the wound on his head caused by the violent collision of the car.

He is like a trapped beast, representing "yesterday".

The young man outside the car has clear and bright eyes, filled with the same determination he had in the past, representing the future.

This is a conversation that transcends time, between him and his past self.

The two men looked at each other, Charlie opened his mouth to say something, and then a gunshot rang out. He looked down and saw that there was a hole in his white shirt on his chest, and blood was quickly gushing out of it.

Then there were a few more gunshots. He didn't feel any pain, but his strength disappeared inexplicably.

He slowly leaned back in his chair, looked at the young man outside the car, and shook his head slightly. He wanted to tell him that this road was not easy.

But he didn't even have the strength to speak and could only shake his head slightly.

The young man withdrew his weapon, turned around and quickly returned to the truck with the people around him.

Perhaps the gunshot woke up the police officer sitting in the driver's seat. He also had a bleeding head. The broken glass window had cut his eyebrow and blood was flowing slowly.

He shook his head, then showed an expression of pain, raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyebrows, and took a breath of cold air.

It only took a few seconds for his eyes to go from confused to clear. He remembered what happened before he fell into a coma. Then he turned his head and saw Charlie dying in the back seat.

"Fuck!" He quickly pulled out his revolver and pulled the trigger at the truck that had already started moving, but it was of no use.

The two trucks quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

He turned to look at Charlie and tried to block the bullet hole in his body with his hands, "Hold on, they will be here soon."

He said words of comfort, but both he and Charlie knew that there was no point in persisting.

He is dead.

Charlie simply grabbed his wrist and stared at him fiercely. He seemed to have a lot to say but couldn't.

After more than ten seconds, the police officer felt the strength in Charlie's hands disappear in an instant, and they dropped naturally.

he died.

Looking at Charlie silently, the police officer climbed out of the empty car window. He stood beside the car, took out a crumpled cigarette box, and took out a crumpled cigarette.

“You must be somebody!”, he said.

Unfortunately, Charlie couldn't answer any of his questions, and of course he wouldn't have answered them even if he were alive.

He glanced at Charlie, then looked at the other injured police officers, and some unhappy emotions grew in his heart.

This was the first time that someone killed an important witness in front of him.

His guess that Charlie was a big shot also came from this - they were even willing to create such a car accident to kill Charlie. It can only be said that Charlie is really a big shot.

The Highway Police Department discovered that the car that went to pick up Charlie had not returned for a long time, so they immediately arranged for a police car to search for them. About forty minutes after Charlie's death, the police found them.

They were then all sent to a nearby clinic. Fortunately, everyone only suffered some minor skin injuries and their lives were not in danger.

As for Charlie, his body was already cold.

The bullet pierced his lung. The medical examiner was a little unsure in the autopsy report. Should he write that he choked on his own blood or that he died from excessive blood loss? Anyway, he was dead...

It was past five o'clock and the sky was starting to get dark. It would get dark later during daylight saving time. On the road, I saw several buses heading towards the Bay Area from the city center.

Some young people who knew some of the inside story were so envious and jealous that their eyes turned red. They recognized these buses.

They belong to different modeling agencies. To put it nicely, the main job of these agencies is to package those young and beautiful girls so that they can have better development in the fashion industry.

To put it bluntly, they are the largest call girl agency in Jingang City, and those so-called models are nothing more than toys in the eyes of the rich and powerful in the Bay Area.

With so many cars, there must be a big party in the Bay Area at night!

Unfortunately, this kind of party has nothing to do with ordinary people in this life. They are not even qualified to take a look. They can only imagine the happiness of those rich and powerful people. Charlie is dead.

This was originally bad news, but for people in the Bay Area, it turned into good news.

Because they had heard from various sources or knew him themselves, it was only a matter of time before Charlie was caught.

The order was given directly by the Attorney General of the State Prosecutor's Office. As long as Charlie was not dead, he would be arrested.

Once he was caught, no one could be sure whether he would confess some disturbing information, so a dead Charlie would always be more reassuring than a living one.

Now that the biggest crisis has been resolved, the Bay Area's dignitaries will naturally hold a party to celebrate, just as they have done countless times in the past.

Solve a problem, have a party.

Director Blue also learned the news soon, but the news came back a little later than from the Bay Area.

Because they still have to search and rescue, and investigate thoroughly, but the result is unchanged, Charlie is dead.

Died during escort.

In addition to this news, there was another piece of news, a piece of news that was a little unexpected to him.

He received a transfer application from the deputy chief of police, the chief of the homicide office of the Highway Police Department, requesting to be transferred to the Jingang City Police Department.

Interstate highway police may say they are not important, after all, they maintain highway order throughout the state and also manage crimes that occur on the highway.

Even the head of one office is a deputy sheriff, which shows that their "status" is very high.

But to say how important they are or how high their status is is not entirely true, because if they want to come to the city, they need to be received here.

Logically, this matter will most likely not be approved, otherwise many people will submit reports in a short time.

They would rather patrol in the city than patrol on the highway, which requires driving all day.

Find an alley and hide in it, then have a donut and coffee with milk at hand, and read a newspaper or magazine, and spend the whole day there.

This is the ideal life for police officers.

In his transfer application, he also talked about the reason for this application. He wanted to seek justice...

Looking at the application, Director Blue suddenly found it a little funny.

Can justice be achieved by everyone?

But for some reason he should have just thrown the application into the trash, but inexplicably, he didn't.

He lit a cigarette, read it twice more, and then left it there.

"Lance, it's me..."

"There's terrible news. Charlie was silenced. The highway police told me that two large trucks ran them off the road, and then someone shot Charlie at close range."

"…Yes, that's about it. I've had his body brought back."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on them and look for them. He will definitely leave some evidence behind."

"Also, there's one thing I'm not sure about, one..." He lowered his head and glanced at the application materials on the table, "There's someone from the Highway Police Department who wants to be transferred to our side. His reason is that he wants to catch the criminal who killed Charlie."

"...Yes, he was one of the police officers who escorted Charlie back and got into the car accident. I would like to ask for your opinion."

"Okay, I get it. Okay, I understand."

Director Blue put down the receiver and took only the last puff of his cigarette.

He opened the application, hesitated on the last page, signed his name, and then threw the document into the "to-do" basket.

Someone will collect these documents at the end of the night and they will be processed tomorrow.

He threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray. Charlie's death shocked him more than the calm he showed.

A man who had ruled the Jingang City police force for forty years was dead just like that.

If he didn't take these things to heart when he was just a small character before, the Bay Area, the struggle, all of these.

He might be able to accept this result better than he does now.

But now that he is in this position, he needs to consider much more than before.

Some people say that it is impossible for a person to grow up overnight unless he is burdened with burdens that do not belong to him!

He needed to give these Bay Area dudes something to do, and he wasn't sure if an average cop could make some kind of splash, but he would let this guy try.

Let those high and mighty masters also feel the shock from the bottom of society!

(End of this chapter)