Empire of Shadows

Fegal's yelling made Lance hold the receiver far away, and everyone in the room could hear which door he was.

Lance waited for him to catch his breath and stop talking before putting the receiver to his ear, "I hope you always think that way, Fegal."

"And by the way, F.Q. you!"

He slammed the phone down, but wasn't really angry.

His people had killed maybe a dozen or twenty of Fegal's men in the middle of the night, and burned down his bar, causing him heavy losses.

If someone did that to him, he would also be very angry.

Then he picked up the receiver and dialed Chief Blue's phone number. Chief Blue had been staying in the police station all this time. In this regard, he inherited Charlie's, or rather, Hunter's style, and set up a lounge in the office.

This way, he didn't have to go home every night after dark. He could just have someone deliver some food and continue working late into the night.

Charlie and Hunter's confidants were almost all in important positions in the Golden Port City police force. Removing these people and replacing them with people he could trust was not a simple matter.

Because there were too many vacant positions, and he, including Duke, didn't have that many people to use!

They had to find a way to recruit some colleagues who weren't so close to them, but who they knew and had alumni connections with, to fill these positions.

Once, a father said to his child, "No matter what, you should work hard, because the results of your hard work will be the starting point of your future life, not the end!"

This sentence is actually very correct, and it is fully reflected in this police force purge.

Without considering the situation of those who were purged, those who could be selected by Charlie and Duke were basically alumni of the Golden Port Police Academy, their "junior brothers."

Effort may not get you the future you want, but when opportunities arise, you are more likely to get them than those who don't work hard.

At least in this talent selection, they didn't consider anyone who didn't graduate from police academy!

The identity of alumni made them feel more at ease with these people!

In the social relationships of the Federation people, if you betray your family, the people around you will only say to you, "That's terrible, you made a wrong decision."

They will think that you just made a small mistake, or even a mistake that a normal person would make, and then forgive you from a friend's point of view.

But if you betray your circle, betray your alumni, then they will only be completely disappointed in you, and they won't even want to talk to you anymore. You will quickly become notorious.

Then they will isolate you, marginalize you, and eventually make you disappear from their sight.

If they don't want to be marginalized and isolated in the future, then when they are selected, they must either refuse or be loyal to the circle.

After being whipped by real life for so many years, when God finally favors them, no one can refuse.

The two of them were busy until late at night. Chief Blue hadn't fallen asleep when the phone rang. He was thinking about some work matters.

The harsh phone ring rang, startling him.

He cursed a few times, then put on his pajamas and came out of the lounge to answer the phone, "It's eleven o'clock..."

He glanced at his watch, and then the slightly complaining tone instantly turned into a very gentle tone, switching very smoothly, "What do you need me to do?"

It was Lance, and he couldn't refuse him now.

"...Okay, I understand, I'll arrange it right away."

After he hung up the phone, he rubbed his temples, then turned on the desk lamp, wearing a plaid pajamas and a sleeping cap, sitting behind his desk.

He picked up the phone and pressed the number for the lobby. The call went through quickly.

"Chief?"

Chief Blue lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. He changed his posture for holding the receiver. He knew that his bedtime would have to be pushed back again.

"Arrange some police officers to...these places. Don't sound the alarm, hide in the alleys."

"If there is a firefight, immediately sound the alarm, and then arrest the people who attacked the Lance family. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, sir, I understand."

"Very good, the Empire District Branch will cooperate with you then. Work hard tonight and cheer up."

After he hung up the phone, he dialed the duty number of the Empire District Branch and gave them a word of caution.

If Fegal's people came to retaliate tonight, Lance would let them know what "chaotic damage" was!

Although the police officers were a little reluctant to be dispatched in the middle of the night, and it was likely to be all night, they had to do it because the chief had personally ordered it.

It's the same as employees in a company not having the right to resist the chairman. Even if they are unwilling, they must obey at this time.

Seven or eight police cars drove out of the police station. According to Chief Blue's request, they didn't sound the alarm, and didn't even turn on the police lights.

They met with the police officers from the Empire District Branch outside the Empire District Branch, and then separated to the designated locations.

The police officers from the headquarters looked at the smiling faces of the police officers in the car next door and were a little confused. What was there to be happy about when they couldn't even secretly sleep in the police station on the night shift?

But they couldn't just ask, otherwise these colleagues from the branch might think that the people from the headquarters were unwilling to work the night shift.

Where there are people, there is face, and the social problems formed by people cannot be solved without considering face.

But soon, they knew why these police officers from the Empire District Branch were not depressed.

About twenty minutes later, someone came over with a few bags. The police car next door took the initiative to turn on the police lights, which also made the police officers from the headquarters realize that the person who came was a young man.

He had a red armband on his left arm. He walked to the police car of the Empire District Branch and handed over the paper bags, and then to their car.

The police officer in the passenger seat and the police officer in the driver's seat looked at each other, and then looked at the car next door, and finally decided to accept it.

They didn't forget to say "Thank you."

The young man smiled and patted the roof of the car, "I'll have to trouble you to work hard tonight. If there's anything, you can come and call me. I'm in the bar."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. I guarantee I'll be like an owl, even if I'm sleeping, I'll keep one eye open!"

The young man smiled and said goodbye to them, and then turned and left.

The police officers from the headquarters had never encountered such a thing. They opened the waterproof kraft paper bag. The first thing they could see were two lunch boxes, which contained beef cubes and lamb chops, as well as two very small dinner rolls, a small piece of butter, and a small bowl of vegetable salad.

The police officer in the driver's seat whistled. He was indeed a little hungry.

Please...you....collect 6...books....bar....!

After the two of them shared one portion each, there were two bottles of drinks, non-alcoholic orange juice, with lemon added, sour and sweet, the Federation people's favorite.

And two cups of coffee.

Further down...they saw an envelope. The two looked at each other again, took out the envelope, opened it, and there were two ten-dollar bills inside.

At this moment, they suddenly felt that...the night shift dispatch was actually nothing.

The two silently divided the money and then started eating.

Those damn Empire District Branch guys are having a really good time!

They waited all night, until dawn, but didn't wait for a firefight. Fegal didn't attack them in the middle of the night.

Fegal was a little suspicious, wondering if Lance's sudden attack on his bar in the middle of the night was because he had heard about their meeting three nights ago, so he set a trap?

He thought a little too much, Lance's unreasonable behavior made him suspicious.

The scariest thing is thinking too much, because the more you think, the more potential problems you can find.

You will feel that doing this is not okay, doing that is not okay, and in the end you can't do anything.

You are still considering how to naturally, without leaving a trace, approach the girl, and then cultivate feelings and finally confess.

Yellow Hair has already directly asked if she wants to be his girlfriend.

Not all the time, thinking more is better!

Of course, this time, Fegal was actually right.

If he disregarded the consequences and directly sent people to fight with Lance, then what awaited him would be the iron fist of justice!

Fegal didn't sleep well all night. He was always thinking about why Lance would suddenly attack his bar?

Unlike him, Bandi and Gauri had been paying attention to the development of the situation since they started the conflict.

When they learned that Lance had burned down Fegal's bar, they slept soundly.

Early in the morning, the phone rang and woke Bandi up. He didn't seem impatient, but rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed.

The silk pajamas gave him a comfortable feeling of sleeping naked, especially the silk fabric clinging to his skin, giving him the illusion of directly touching a girl's skin.

He leaned against the head of the bed and picked up the phone, "The sun has just risen."

Fegal's tone on the other end of the phone was a little uneasy, "My bar was attacked, he knows we met last night!"

Bandi was stunned for a moment and didn't react immediately, "Who knows we met?"

"Lance!"

"He must know that we met, and even know what we said last night. Who do you think leaked it out?"

Bandi was full of question marks. What, did something new happen after he fell asleep?

He stammered for a moment, "I'm not sure, is there some kind of misunderstanding?"

He walked to the window with the phone, "Why would you think that?"

Fegal felt that Lance must know they had met last night, and even said he would teach Lance a lesson and let him know to respect them elders, which led to the attack that night.

Only Fegal's heavy breathing could be heard in the receiver. After a while, he said, "I think we need to meet again, the sooner the better."