Despite being incredibly wealthy, I want to be a prosecutor.

Prosecutor Hong's Office.

Zhou Hongzheng studied the "Circle of Friends of Political Figures from Various Countries" module that appeared after he visited Speaker Carlos, the grandfather of Little Brown Girl.

Currently, Speaker Carlos is all alone in his "circle of friends".

Although East Timor's total population is only over 900,000, less than most prefecture-level cities in China, Speaker Carlos is indeed a political figure in the country.

I just don't know what the point of this "political circle of friends" is.

It must be related to the world of "HEPING", right?

Moreover, Speaker Carlos's image was faintly visible in the image, clearly indicating that the system did not consider him a true friend.

Just as I was pondering this, my phone rang. It was Xu Xiaolin calling: "The East Timorese security department just transferred a case to us. It's about an Australian female journalist. They said it's been upgraded to a general case. Send both the person and the case to you and handle it."

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "Okay."

……

In the interrogation room, Sally looked disheveled and no longer had her former radiance.

In reality, she only experienced water torture for a few dozen seconds before completely breaking down and confessing everything, both what she should and shouldn't have confessed.

Since arriving in East Timor, everything she has done these past few months, including how she seduced Indian prosecutor Pounam and leaked information to her, and how she secretly followed an international prosecutor from Thailand named Hong, based on information provided by Pounam, who claimed that Hong and his office assistant were involved in a money-for-sex or power-for-sex transaction, and that Hong was only eighteen years old and simply a fraud.

Originally, she didn't know what she had done to cross the line with the East Timorese security authorities, but now that she's been released, that's good. She can go back and gather more information to sue the East Timorese security authorities, or even the United Nations peacekeeping support mission. Whether she gets a large sum of compensation or not, she'll definitely become famous. The beautiful reporter who was subjected to waterboarding by the East Timorese and UN peacekeeping police without asking any questions will likely attract global attention.

Just as she was secretly plotting, the interrogation room door suddenly opened. Looking at the young man sitting in front of her, she was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes immediately turned to anger. "Fine, so this is all your doing, isn't it?! You're using your position for personal revenge!"

"Your behavior was very inappropriate and caused unnecessary misunderstandings. You can be exempted from prosecution, but we can't let you go now. Here's what we'll do: in three hours, you can follow up on our operation. For confidentiality reasons, we can't return your mobile phone communications to you for now. I'll arrange a cameraman for you."

"What?!" Sally was baffled.

"You need to change your clothes too. I'll have someone take you to get cleaned up." Zhou Hong said as he stood up. Outside the interrogation room, Clara, tall and sexy in a dark blue uniform skirt suit, walked in and smiled at Lisa: "Reporter Lisa, please come with me."

Zhou Hong's phone suddenly rang. Hearing the voice on the other end, Zhou Hong frowned slightly: "Okay, don't worry, I'll go check it out."

Beehive Market, supposedly the most bustling commercial district in Dili, is actually just like a rural market in China, with rows of simple wooden houses housing shops selling goods.

When Zhou Hong arrived, Sister Liu from Fulai Hotel was in a clothing store, arguing with the proprietress, Sister Wang, and several local young men. Sister Wang was also from Northeast China, and the two women were quite fierce.

The market was too cramped. Although vehicles were not prohibited from driving, it was better not to drive on crowded days. Zhou Hong parked his car outside and walked to the clothing store, which took him a while.

Actually, both Sister Liu and Sister Wang speak a little bit of broken English. Sister Liu basically doesn't need to interact with locals, while Sister Wang's clothing store employs local girls to sell goods. She mainly does wholesale, and this clothing store in the market is just a showroom, also to get a feel for the local market prices. After all, prices here are chaotic and change frequently, and clothing from China is priced by wholesalers.

The three locals were all wearing the training uniforms of the Black Ant Boxing Gym, and Zhou Hong sneered inwardly when he saw them.

Upon seeing Zhou Hong enter, Sister Liu immediately felt reassured and rushed over, saying, "Brother Hong, these guys are trying to scam us. They brought some tattered clothes claiming they were bought here and want a refund! But they can't produce any receipts!"

Although the Beehive Market is dilapidated, it is still considered the commercial center of Dili. At present, the Dili gang does not dare to directly invade here to collect protection money; it is obviously just a trick by some small fry.

Despite this, the psychological pressure on foreign investors is immense. Take Sister Liu and Sister Wang, for example. They may seem tough, but Zhou Hong can tell that they are both incredibly panicked inside.

Zhou Hong brought Ben Dituo with him. He had already walked over and shown his bailiff ID.

The thugs weren't really buying it, since the "prosecutor's office" and "bailiffs" were things that were far removed from their lives.

One of them, in particular, claimed to be the brother-in-law of Manuel, the leader of the Black Ants.

"Slap! Slap!"

Seeing them acting all high and mighty and still so arrogant in front of him, Ben Dituo suddenly slapped them a few times.

It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling. During the previous government era, as a lieutenant colonel, he was a local tyrant. Which street thugs dared to act tough in front of him?

He had been suppressing his feelings for a long time, and it was only after Prosecutor Hong came and his economic situation improved that he gradually regained his confidence.

The three thugs stared in disbelief at the menacing-looking Ben Dituo. They were all thin and weak, while Ben Dituo, a former military officer, was a strong and burly man in comparison. Just as the leader of the thugs was about to start cursing, Ben Dituo smiled coldly, slightly lifted his shirt, and revealed the weapon on his belt.

It was clear that this guy's eyes were deadly; the three thugs shuddered and dared not utter another word.

"Brother Hong, you're amazing!" Sister Liu gave him a thumbs up in admiration.

Sister Wang, standing to the side, was also filled with gratitude: "Brother Hong, thank you so much for coming!"

Zhou Hong exchanged a few polite words, thinking to himself that after this afternoon, the street thugs would no longer have the same attitude as these three thugs when they heard that someone came from the "Prosecutor's Office." It would take Ben Dituo's intervention to suppress their arrogance.

……

At 3 p.m., the Black Ant Club was suddenly surrounded by heavily armed police officers, not only from the 2nd Bureau, but also from the rapid response force of the support group police force.

Of course, this force was mobilized because, after Judge Shirley was attacked by gangsters, the D1-level meeting agreed to increase the peacekeeping police force's crackdown on emerging gangs.

On the second floor of the club, Zhou Hong met Manuel, the leader of the Black Ants.

The practice room also served as a reception room, where Manuel was sitting cross-legged, seemingly calm and focused.

Zhou Hong looked around and suddenly kicked him to the ground.

Sally and the cameraman, who were standing next to Zhou Hong, were completely stunned. She had been authorized to follow the interview and record the entire process, and she thought the two sides would talk for a while longer.

After all, Manuel was a community leader with great prestige in the local community. Intimidation is also a form of prestige. Before losing his power, he was undoubtedly an authoritative figure.

Zhou Hong pointed to a spot on the floor: "Dig this up!" His "Enhanced Eye of Dharma" was activated, and he had noticed something amiss, which is why he kicked so recklessly.

A large number of police officers immediately rushed in. Manuel was already ashen-faced. "Ah, no, how could this be... how could this be..."

Before long, crowbars and entrenching tools were used to pry open the floor, revealing a hidden cache of weapons: a dozen or so rifles and four or five pistols.

But it was sufficient for East Timor's strict gun control laws in the city, especially since it was an organization that possessed military firearms.

At this moment, the courtyard was in chaos, with chickens running wild and dogs barking. People were being arrested and captured, and anyone who resisted was beaten with non-lethal rubber bullets or stun guns until they screamed in agony.

Especially after the senior disciple who rushed out with a knife was shot dead by Zhou Hong, the world became completely silent.

Lisa, who was following Zhou Hong, was so frightened that her legs went weak. She really couldn't understand how such a seemingly refined young man could so nonchalantly shoot and kill someone. If she had discovered this earlier, she wouldn't have dared to investigate him even if she had a thousand lives.

……

Evening, a tin-roofed house in the suburbs.

The five men—Dili, Lai, Koru, and Hanu—looked at each other in bewilderment.

When the police raided the Black Spider Club, the Dili brothers somehow managed to escape. However, they were then put into a car by men in black, who blindfolded them. After the blindfolds were removed, they ended up in this tin shack.

Lai was brought out of the detention cell, blindfolded and covered with a black cloth; when he opened his eyes, he was here.

Koru, the lewd neighbor of the murdered little girl, was knocked unconscious and has just regained consciousness.

Hanu, a late-stage lung cancer patient, was brought here from the refugee camp because there were beds available at the makeshift medical point.

The five people looked at each other, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

They were all sitting in welded-together chairs, their hands cuffed behind the chairs.

Inside the tin shack, a kerosene lamp hung, casting a dim light.

Suddenly, the iron gate creaked open, and all five men's hearts skipped a beat. The kerosene lamp beside the gate cast a shadow over the tall figure who had walked in, causing their hearts to tremble involuntarily.

"Prosecutor Hong?... " Lai looked at Zhou Hong in surprise.

Zhou Hong smiled and sat in the center.

Unexpectedly, the iron gate creaked open, and Clara and Little Brown Girl followed them in.

"You'll eventually have to see what happens to those five." Zhou Hong smiled. Just now, in the car outside, he told them that these five scumbags were in the tin shack and asked them if they wanted to see what he was going to do.

The two women eventually followed, even at the risk of breaking the rules to cover up their private trial, just to see how these five guys would end up.

"Lai, you don't need to say anything more. The evidence we found in your home shows that although East Timor doesn't have the death penalty, I guarantee you'll be sentenced to life imprisonment without parole or commutation. I also guarantee that once you're in jail, you'll regret why your country abolished the death penalty!"

Lai's face immediately turned pale.

"Oh, Dili, you two can leave now. I'll let you go later, and I won't prosecute you for any crimes."

The Dili brothers looked surprised, and the younger brother immediately said, "Thank you, thank you so much!"

Zhou Hong smiled again: "However, there is some news circulating outside that Black Ant's firearms were seized because you, Dili, informed on them while you were in custody."

Dili was violent, but clearly not quick-witted. His younger brother, however, suddenly changed his expression: "No, we'll be tortured to death! Brother, you must tell this prosecutor that the black ants are gone, in the hands of those people. They think we're informants, and we'll suffer a fate worse than death..."

Zhou Hong looked at Dili, who seemed to still be thinking about what his younger brother meant, and shook his head. For a slow learner, sometimes it's not a bad thing to suffer less psychological torment.

He wanted to make them all suffer a fate worse than death.

The Dili brothers would suffer psychological torment during the dark days of being hunted, and in the end, they would die from various physical pains.

Zhou Hong looked at Hanu and smiled slightly: "You have late-stage lung cancer, but I will let you live for a long time. However, during this time, you will be covered with tubes and experience the most painful reactions. Painkillers will keep you from fainting from the pain. You will be like a vegetable, in excruciating pain but unable to speak or move. In the end, you will leave this world in extreme pain."

Hanu was brazenly eyeing Clara's fair legs and the outline of her towering breasts. After all, I was going to die, so what was there for me to be afraid of?

But upon hearing Zhou Hong's words, his thin, bony face twitched as if he had fallen into an ice cave, all desire vanished, and he had long forgotten to fantasize about that blonde beauty.

Zhou Hong then looked at Koru, "As for you, you are the real subordinate in this case. Although you are psychologically abnormal, you are very timid. But for committing such a bloody crime, you deserve to suffer the consequences."

Zhou Hong's gaze swept across their faces. "You have one more choice: suicide. Believe me, if you live, you will regret not choosing suicide today. Choosing suicide now will be the wisest decision you ever make."

Their faces were ashen, their eyes filled with fear, and no one knew what they were thinking, but none of them had the courage to commit suicide.

Zhou Hongxin nodded in agreement; that would be perfect.

Then, Zhou Hong looked at Lai with a half-smile, this ruler, the most ruthless culprit, "Lai, are you thinking that once we send you back to the detention cell, or once you have a chance to contact the outside world, you'll immediately reveal what happened today?"

Lai's body trembled; clearly, that was exactly what he intended.

Zhou Hong smiled again: "Actually, I don't care. I haven't violated any rules or laws. For example, you, the charges I brought against you are for the crimes you committed. Crimes with conclusive evidence! As for Dili, he did indeed give me information; he was an informant I hired."

"As for Hanu, was I wrong to provide him with humanitarian treatment? Wouldn't it be better to let him live a few more days? The medications that saved his life are incredibly expensive; in many countries, even those with substantial pensions don't receive this benefit!"

"Besides, who would believe you if you spread this around? Like you, would you believe that I'm going to such lengths to deal with the five of you for an old case that can no longer be prosecuted? What have you done to deserve this? If I wanted you dead, it would be a very simple matter."

"Besides, even if it's widely publicized and many people actually believe you, I don't care. I really like this persona—a prosecutor who is warm-hearted, hates evil, yet has a strict legal bottom line, doesn't he?"

Zhou Hong looked at Lai with a slight smile.

Lai felt a chill run down his spine. Without a doubt, what this guy meant when he said he would make his life a living hell was true, and he could definitely do it.

But would begging for mercy even work?

"Prosecutor Hong, I'll gouge my own eyes out, okay?! Would that satisfy your anger?" Lai suddenly said.

Zhou Hong was taken aback; this guy was a real freak.

He shook his head: "No, but you have the option to commit suicide. Once you're actually inside the medical station, then..."

Seeing Lai's uncertain expression, Zhou Hong stood up. "The more ruthless and perverted a person is, the more afraid of death they are. You'll regret it later."

……

Stepping out of the tin shack, Zhou Hong looked at the moon in the sky and let out a long breath.

"Boss, you..." Clara sighed softly and walked to Zhou Hong's side, "Are you feeling better now?"

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "I just gave them a good talking and scared them. Thinking about what will happen to them later, I feel pretty good."

Little Brown Girl clenched her fist: "Teacher, you're amazing! I... I admire you more and more!"

"No, don't do that when you encounter a case in the future, otherwise you'll become part of the evil faction, and you won't be able to handle it!" Zhou Hong said to her seriously. After all, she has always called him teacher, which is a kind of fate. He shouldn't really harm her.

"Yes, I understand, teacher!" Little Brown Girl nodded vigorously.