Pollution throughout the territory

"Why can't you move?"

One second, Captain William was horrified by the strange changes that had taken place on his body. The next moment, he had to look at Xia Ren and accept the other party's question.

"Whose orders are you under?"

"What do you mean? Who ordered it?"

Captain William felt inexplicable fear.

He can actually control his own body? How did he do it? Who is he?

Xia Ren looked into his eyes and said, "You only have one chance."

His tone was unusually calm, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter that was not worth paying attention to. However, such a light sentence, when it fell in Captain William's ears, was like the sky falling and the earth falling, and it had the power to make people despair.

"This guy will kill me!"

The high-rise police station next to him could no longer give William any sense of security. At this moment, everything about him, including his life, was in the hands of the young man holding the child.

The consequences far more terrible than death stirred William's brain, making him unable to think calmly.

Xia Ren asked again: "Why do you want to stop the people from the Arbitration Court?"

Hearing this question, William's confused eyes showed a bit of resentment: "The Arbitration Court was too arrogant. Not only did it seal off the entire airport without making any decisions, but it also inexplicably forced a group of patients to the suburbs. Centralized detention, as a law enforcement agency to do such a thing, we simply don’t take us seriously..."

People in this state absolutely cannot lie, so is it really just because of the disagreement between the police station and the Arbitration Court that what happened just now happened?

Xia Ren doesn't think it's that simple.

The conflict between the two parties has been going on for a long time, and there is no reason for it to break out now. Moreover, the police department has always been a weak party, and it is impossible for them to have the courage to actively provoke the arbitration court.

Xia Ren asked from a different angle: "Who agreed to do this?"

The superintendents themselves would not dare do such a thing unless someone above them acquiesces.

William replied: "The High Sheriff."

really.

It seems that my guess was correct.

Xia Ren continued to ask: "Is your chief sergeant in the police station now?"

"There's a meeting at nine this morning. The Sheriff should be in her office getting ready for the meeting."

Xia Ren turned to Tang Tangtang and said, "We have the goal."

The latter nodded blankly, a little surprised by this method of obtaining information.

On the other side, seeing that several superintendents who had just walked out of the police station had arrived, they would immediately notice something strange. Qin Yun reminded: "What should we do with these superintendents?"

"It doesn't matter."

Xia Ren glanced at them from the side.

The superintendents controlled by Rootless Water immediately walked up to their colleagues, and without any explanation, they greeted their colleagues with a left kick, a right whip kick, and a left jab.

The colleagues who had just arrived did not expect that they would sneak up on them. They were all careless and did not dodge. They received several blows.

"Stop!"

"What are you doing?"

The beaten superintendent didn't understand what was going on, but the other person couldn't hear anything, and the fists came again.

Soon, a group of police superintendents were fighting together, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Onlookers didn't know whether to call the police in this situation, because the one who was fighting was the superintendent himself.

Noticing the movement here, more superintendents ran out of the police station. The onlookers got out of the way and looked at everything in confusion.

"We can go in."

Xia Ren and the others turned around, faced the rushing superintendents, and walked into the front door.

…

…

The spacious office feels a little empty.

The layout here is simple, but there is a solemn and solemn atmosphere everywhere. The chief police officer is wearing her uniform, sitting behind a large and heavy solid wood desk, looking down at several documents carefully.

Her clothes were so smooth that there were no wrinkles, and her eyes were as sharp as a sharp knife, like the eyes of an eagle. On the wall behind her, there was a pair of large characters written with a brush that could penetrate the back of the paper: Kill the traitor and eliminate the evil!

The male secretary with narrow-rimmed eyes stood one meter away from the police chief, looking forward with bright eyes.

There are four single-seater sofas on both sides in front of the desk. A man in a suit sits on one of the sofas, with his hands on his knees and his back straight, like a sculpture.

The only sound in the entire office was the rustle of the sergeant turning documents. Suddenly, a shaking sound broke the harmony.

The man took out his phone, glanced at the screen, stood up, and said expressionlessly: "Death has come to your city, Sheriff."

The sergeant raised his head and looked at him with doubtful eyes, not understanding what this meaningless sentence meant.

Before she could ask, the man turned around and left the office.

The secretary was silent just now. After the man closed the door, he said: "Sheriff, do we really need to pay attention to this criminal investigation expert? According to my observations in the past few days, what he has done recently is just nonsense. .”

The police chief put down the document in his hand, sighed, and said: "It's not all nonsense. At least it helped us clear up a lot of unsolved cases and alleviated some pressure. Moreover, after all, it is the person sent by the superiors, so we still have to respect it. A little bit.”

The secretary thought for a while and reminded in a low voice: "The disappearance case of the church priest Ray Nuttall and the famous writer Thomas Miller Wright the day before yesterday was also closed by suicide. Obviously there was no body. turn up."

The Sheriff looked at his fingers and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I know."

The secretary understood her attitude and shut up.

The Sheriff leaned back in his chair, rubbed his temples, and asked, "How long until the meeting starts?"

The secretary raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "There are still fifteen minutes."

"Get ready, go to the conference room."

As soon as he finished speaking, the police chief was about to stand up when the door to the office was violently pushed open.

"who is it?"

The police chief and secretary looked over dissatisfied. Who dared to come in without knocking?

The first thing that appeared in front of them was a muscular man two meters tall, with his head almost touching the door frame.

He has an exaggerated body shape, as if he were a professional bodybuilder. He walks like a cow, and his angular facial features are very characteristic of Southerners.

Behind the strong man, three young men and women followed. One of the women looked more mature, about 27 or 28 years old, and the other girl looked dull and dull.

Between the two women was an unusually handsome young man, but his face was a little unhealthy and pale, and his whole body revealed a frightening coldness.

He was holding a four or five-year-old girl with long green wavy hair in his arms. The girl's face was somewhat similar to that of the mature woman. I didn't know if she was this man's child.

Unlike the strong man who came in first, the rest of them all had typical Dongzhou characteristics.

"who are you?"

The police chief stared at them and asked coldly.

Tang Tangtang showed a disgusted expression: "The smell of pollution."

Xia Ren nodded: "It seems there is indeed a problem."

Seeing that the two of them were talking to themselves and not taking him seriously at all, the police chief picked up the phone on his desk and planned to call someone.

"The Sheriff asks who you are!"

The secretary walked forward and yelled loudly. At the same time, he reached his hand into his lower back and prepared to pull out a weapon.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Xia Ren smiled, closed the door of the office, and said in a sincere tone: "We are just enthusiastic citizens passing by. Because we don't understand some questions, we want to ask the Sheriff for your advice."

"I hope you can cooperate and don't be ungrateful."