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

Private room at the Cinnamon Restaurant.

Opposite Zhou Hong and Sabita sat a dark-skinned middle-aged man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, and a cunning appearance.

He was one of the pharmaceutical merchants in Qingluan Port, named Xin. Xin means lion, and there are quite a few people with this name in Elephant Country.

He was arrested at the port by Erhei and his men when he was preparing to flee.

He remained calm and chuckled, saying, "Sirs, I need to make a phone call to Officer Huang from the Provincial Narcotics Enforcement Bureau."

Officer Huang, judging from his name, is a Chinese-American police officer.

Clearly, this guy probably has some kind of informant provided by the anti-drug police, who are simply his protectors, taking bribes from him.

"You are involved in a serious assault case, or even a murder case, which has nothing to do with the anti-drug department!" Sabida's face immediately turned cold.

"That case was orchestrated by Pengpengqiu, it has nothing to do with me!" Xin said with a wry smile.

"Then tell me, what is your relationship with Tuta?" Zhou Hong asked casually.

Tuta is the third son of Mongpong, the deputy police chief.

Xin's expression froze for a moment, then he slowly sat up straight: "I need to see a lawyer."

Sabitha looked at the letter with amusement. In Elephant Country, let alone lawyers, many regional prosecutors are just figureheads; the police are the dominant force.

A drug dealer now wants to see a lawyer?

Suddenly standing up, he kicked Xin in the chest with a thud. Xin, who was handcuffed to the back of the chair, immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhou Hong hesitated for a moment. He had just been saying he would call a lawyer for him, but there was traffic or something.

"Are you still going to scream?!" Sabitha's mid-heeled leather shoes slammed down on Xin's fingers, and Xin let out another pig-like scream.

"No, I won't scream... ah..."

Sabitha took a step back with satisfaction, roughly lifted him up, and leisurely returned to her "interrogation position".

"Tell me, what's your relationship with that old man Mongpong's third son?" Sabida asked with a smile.

Zhou Hong then realized that this Sabita was sent down from the opposing faction of Meng Peng's faction in the provincial government, and that this was a good opportunity to put pressure on the old man's faction.

"Officer Sabita, I want you to withdraw from this interrogation. You've violated the rules. I will submit a detailed report without adding or subtracting a single word." Zhou Hong looked at Sabita seriously.

Sabitha was taken aback, looking at Zhou Hong: "Are you crazy?!"

Zhou Hong stared intently at her, his expression serious: "Now, please leave the interrogation!"

I'm not here to be a tool for one faction to attack another. You can't understand my ambitions, and now you think I'm crazy.

To reshape prosecutorial power locally, we must put pressure on all of you detectives if you commit any violations.

Sabita suddenly stood up and walked out with a clattering sound.

After a while, Erhei cautiously walked in. Clearly, the other detectives were unwilling to come and question the suspect with Prosecutor Hong.

"I'll call a lawyer for you now." Zhou Hong picked up his phone, no longer using excuses like lawyers being stuck in traffic.

Sure enough, Xin suddenly exclaimed, "Sir, I... I don't need a lawyer for the time being."

Even though he was beaten, he was actually quite confident and had already thought about how to deal with it.

But now, a chill ran through him as he looked at this prosecutor, because he couldn't understand him, and it was the things he couldn't understand that were truly frightening.

No matter how much the policewoman beat him, it was all within his expectations.

"Then tell me about your relationship with Tuta," Zhou Hong smiled slightly. "I hope your family is safe and well on the Silver Cotton side."

Xin's expression changed drastically. He turned his head and saw the young prosecutor looking down at the documents. The words he had just heard seemed like a hallucination.

"He, he often takes medicine from me..." Xin carefully chose his words.

"Oh? You should have an account book, right? I don't need anything else. Just write down the time of your transaction with Tuta, the type and quantity of the drugs, if you remember." Zhou Hong stood up and glanced at Erhei: "Keep an eye on this place!"

……

In the afternoon, in the prosecutor's office, Sorawong looked at Zhou Hong with a wry smile.

Zhou Hong called to complain about Sabida without consulting his "teacher," and now he has delivered the written materials to him.

"The Provincial Police Department's Disciplinary Committee wants me to send the materials there. I think the normal procedure is for us to go through the Provincial Procuratorate, which will then liaise with them, right?" Zhou Hong placed a few pages of paper on his desk.

Solauon shook his head helplessly: "Of course, the provincial and municipal governments would be happy to see this happen."

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "Actually, this kind of procedure itself is a minor issue, but the big problem is that everyone gets used to it over time. Does the teacher think it's foolish of me to rush to the front now, and that I'll just be cannon fodder in the end?"

"I can't see through you," Soravon sighed softly. "So, you just need to know the truth in your heart!"

……

Evening, Chiang Rai Airport, "Little Inspection" aircraft.

Inside the cabin, Director Tawang looked around at the luxury with a sense of helplessness.

The prosecutor asked him to meet at the airport, which was quite a novel idea. He was just curious to see him, but he didn't expect that they would meet on a private plane.

As Chief Tawang looked around, wondering what the young prosecutor was up to, he realized that Tawang was looking around in confusion.

Three sexy flight attendants with blonde hair and blue eyes, each carrying a small suitcase, walked over and placed them one by one on the coffee table in front of Director Tawang. They then opened the suitcases with elegant postures, revealing three suitcases full of green paper, which made Director Tawang's eyes widen in surprise.

"This is 50 green bills. Director, you can count them and see if they are genuine." Zhou Hong smiled slightly.

"What are you doing?" Director Tawang frowned.

Ignoring his angry expression, Zhou Hong said, "It's nothing, just the case of the hallucinogenic water. The guys in the department are working too hard, so I'm providing some extra money on my own."

Dawang's expression shifted as he stared at the green papers, his breathing becoming rapid. Finally, he slowly leaned back on the sofa and let out a long breath: "What do you need me to do?"

"What I hope for is that the director will do nothing," Zhou Hong said with a smile.

Dawang was taken aback, sat up, looked Zhou Hong up and down, and gradually his expression relaxed: "Of course I trust Prosecutor Hong with this case."

Zhou Hong chuckled inwardly. A school officer who was about to retire could receive such an astronomical pension without doing anything. Anyone would make the same choice.

Nevertheless, he still used cash, so that even if the old man turned against him, he would have plenty of room to maneuver.

Using a check would truly put the evidence in their hands.

Moreover, he claimed it was to reward his colleagues, but he pocketed the money himself, so why is he blaming himself?

However, if he continues down this path by crushing others with money or acting erratically through system benefits, how many high-ranking officials and wealthy people will he have to rely on? He doesn't rely on them to do illegal things for him, so if they get into trouble, it has nothing to do with him, but they have received a lot of favors from him, and his troubles could implicate them in this bizarre relationship.

Thinking about it, it's kind of funny.

……

In an inconspicuous courtyard in Chiang Luang, in a dimly lit wooden house.

Through the crack in the door, Zhou Hong looked at an old man with gray hair in the wooden house. He was a security guard from Future 27 in Qingluan Port, who had just handed over a copy of a videotape.

It was the video surveillance footage showing that Tatu, the son of Deputy Chief Munpon, had entered the room where the incident occurred at the time of the incident.

The surveillance cameras were actually damaged that day because the videotapes had all been destroyed, but the old man risked his life to keep a copy.

This is an old rogue who used to be the kind of person who would slash people on the street in his younger days. Now that he's old and frail, he's unwilling to accept his fate.

The saying goes, "Take a gamble, and you might win big." He originally intended to blackmail Tatu.

Now, the videotape is in Zhou Hong's hands, and the old man's wish is to send his youngest son to study abroad, specifically to the United States.

A suitcase worth $20 was placed in front of the old man, now a ruthless rogue.

The one who came into contact with the old man was Jinshazai.

"Ding! Project expenses, deducted 20 salary coins."

Zhou Hong looked at the system notification and couldn't help but smile wryly.

After paying $50 to Director Tawang, the project funding module was activated.

Its logic differs from that of charitable funds and public funds.

Instead, the chief investigator determines the "expenses" for each case based on its size and severity. For example, in this case, the chief investigator determined the amount to be "100 million salary dollars".

In addition, the system will reward you with a certain amount of "salary coins" as a special allowance after the case is closed, based on the amount of funds used in the investigation and if there are no errors.

Therefore, it is advisable to spend as much "funding" as possible.

This can be considered as income that truly belongs to oneself, apart from daily salary.

The satellite phone beeped again. Zhou Hong glanced at it and saw it was a space card number, the kind of phone card that isn't registered with an identity.

But because of this phone card, I was able to get through and knew it was Tawi.

Both Tawi and Udon are in contact with themselves.

But once a man is unfaithful, he will be unfaithful a hundred times. Zhou Hong chose to cooperate with Wu Dong, and Wu Dong clearly knew more about him.

Zhou Hong then turned off the satellite phone.