Excessive ferocity due to caution

"Director Qiu..."

Sata, with his full, white beard, smoked a cigar, his face full of mockery.

"You work at the police station."

"Whether it's handling a case or convicting someone, evidence is essential."

"You don't need me to teach you that."

At the police station, Chutby's expression turned extremely grim.

"General Sata, the police station is the military's mouthpiece. This incident has blown up, and we can't back down. At worst, we'll lose all our power and go our separate ways."

"But have you ever thought about what V City would be like without the police station?"

Sata laughed heartily.

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it..."

"I've not only thought about it, I'm even sure what they'll become."

"I know these guys too well."

Chutby's expression softened considerably:

"Since you understand the seriousness of the matter, then you shouldn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sata interrupted him:

"Old Qiu, my daughter is dead."

Just as Chutby was about to launch into a long speech, he heard the news and was momentarily stunned.

He stammered twice.

"Um... this, this."

Sata's expression suddenly turned extremely cold.

"Do you know how she died?"

"Died from seasonal flu."

"The reason is that there is no medicine."

At this point, Sata revealed a cruel smile, put the cigar in his mouth, and looked quite pleased with himself.

But those who know him well know... Sata is angry.

Anger that had reached its extreme.

Chutby was silent for a moment, then said to him:

"Please accept my condolences, General Sata."

Although he knew how powerless and pale his words were.

Sata said:

"There was enough medicine."

"But because the flu came so suddenly, some unscrupulous guys snatched up all the medicine, and I just happened to not have any stockpiled."

"Who would have thought that the most common drugs in pharmacies could be bought by dozens, or even hundreds of people?"

"My daughter happened to be allergic to the toxins in the flu, and that's how she passed away that night."

"She's one day shy of her sixth birthday, and I promised her I'd give her a beautiful dress so she can wear her prettiest dress to school."

"But now... she can only go to her grave wearing this dress."

As Sata recounted this story, Chutbi felt a chill run down his spine.

Because the person on the phone... although not the most powerful man in V City, is definitely one of the most dangerous people!

The special forces units he commands are all his comrades-in-arms who fought alongside him in battle, and they almost exclusively obey him!

Add to that the military's weapons, and if he were to seek revenge in V City... it would probably be more than just a simple terrorist attack!

"With frequent flu outbreaks... it's normal to rush to buy medicine, after all, everyone is afraid."

Qutby, steeling himself, said something he didn't even believe.

If someone steals a few or a dozen items, they can use fear as an excuse.

And purchasing dozens or hundreds at a time...

Even a fool could guess that they wanted to hoard it and then resell it at a high price.

"No gratitude, no tolerance, only selfishness, stupidity, and madness..."

On the other end of the phone, Sata's voice grew calmer and more steady, making Chutby's scalp tingle.

"These people deserve to live in fear and despair."

"Even if no one came to me, I would still do this."

"And... this is just the beginning."

beep--

He hung up the phone.

Chutebi slumped into his seat, his clothes almost completely soaked with cold sweat.

If Sata really intends to take revenge on V City, then what's the point of the police's resistance?

Sata was responsible for providing most of their equipment and manpower.

Now... Sata is going to lead the destruction of V City.

"How could... how could it have turned out like this?"

Chutby felt a sharp pain in his head.

He covered his face, heavy breathing coming from between his fingers.

boom!

boom!

boom!

There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Chutebi sighed deeply, his weary eyes fixed on the doorway.

Zhao Yi pushed open the door and entered.

Upon seeing Zhao Yi, Chutebi was clearly taken aback.

He didn't expect that Zhao Yi would take the initiative to contact him.

Wang Yan needs to take a leave of absence.

Zhao Yi spoke up.

Chutebi smiled wryly:

"Whatever... What's up?"

Zhao Yi looked up and glanced at him.

"Wang Yu died yesterday."

"She buried her brother's ashes, and her health deteriorated due to excessive grief."

Chutebi nodded upon hearing this.

"In that case... alright."

"Wang Yan is indeed a good girl. She and her brother are both excellent at their work in the police station."

"Unfortunately, after she takes a break, those lazybones will probably have a lot of work documents piling up..."

After expressing his feelings, Chutebi immediately told Zhao Yi about what had happened in the middle of the night and the phone call Sata had just had, asking Zhao Yi if he had any solutions.

Zhao Yi picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Are there any call logs?"

Chutebi retrieved the call log and gave it to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi listened carefully, then reviewed Sata's biographical information and life story before speaking:

"What happened last night was probably done by the capitalists."

"But Sata provided them with weapons."

"Currently, capitalists remain the police department's primary enemy."

puff!

Upon hearing this, Chutebi spat out his tea.

"Old Zhao, are you kidding me?"

"Still calling yourself a capitalist hero?"

"Do you know just how terrifying the power in Sata's hands truly is?"

"If he's determined to destroy V City..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yi interrupted:

"If he's determined to destroy V City, he's going against Capital Hero."

"It's none of your business to worry about this."

"Capital heroes will step in."

Chutebi glared and said:

"He made the move?"

"His efforts were futile!"

"Sata is no ordinary officer!"

"He's the kind of guy who can actually drive military tanks on the street!"

Zhao didn't even lift his eyelids.

"and then?"

"He can drive a tank, but is his skin as tough as a tank's?"

"Director Qiu, when a person is killed, they die."

"You and I are the same, and so is Sata."

"This is a good opportunity for us to see the true strength of Capital Hero."

Qutby was stunned for a long time, unable to utter a word.

"What about...what about the common people?"

Zhao Yi slowly sipped his weak tea and said lazily:

"If you think you're the savior, you can die before them."

PS: First update