Chapter 3285: Bloodshed in the New City (45)

The Pale Knight actually stood up with a carp, his eyes staring at them brightly.

This was the first time Chandler saw someone who looked like they had seen a relative when they saw them, and it was the kind of successful child-seeking situation, with expectations and gratitude radiating from head to toe.

It was as if saying: "Heaven, earth, you are finally here!"

What's going on? Is the information wrong? This time it's not the mayor who is greedy?

Chandler spent a lot of effort to hold back his expression. He still said very seriously: "Next, we will conduct a comprehensive investigation of the municipal department, and I hope you will cooperate with our work."

"Cooperate! Must cooperate! Ten thousand times cooperate!" The Pale Knight walked over, shook Chandler's hand and said, "Where are you checking first? Why don't you look at my office first? Do you know how much this coffee machine of mine costs?"

Chandler pulled his hand back hard. Although he is not from Cat Getan, he has also heard about Cat Getan's affairs. Before, he heard people say that this newly appointed mayor is a mental patient, but he didn't believe it.

Now it seems that the name is not in vain.

Chandler coughed twice and immediately asked people to check the coffee machine. Two agents checked it and said: "Boss, this is a quite high-end coffee machine, the value should be around 200,000 US dollars."

"Did you buy this? Mr. Mayor?"

"No," the Pale Knight said hurriedly, "Where would I have so much money? This was bought with municipal funds."

Chandler immediately lost interest.

Looking at him not speaking, the Pale Knight was a bit anxious and said: "This thing is very expensive."

Chandler waved his hand and said: "Don't come with this set. You will say this is a normal need for hospitality, and then produce a lot of evidence, making all our previous investigation results useless. Want to use this means to delay my investigation, forget it!"

The Pale Knight opened his mouth. He didn't know what kind of evidence he could produce to prove that he needed a 200,000 US dollar coffee machine.

But he didn't continue to speak, because he suddenly thought that he held an auction in Wei En Manor before, and everyone knew that he had a good relationship with the big tycoon Bruce Wei En.

Using a 200,000 US dollar coffee machine to entertain Bruce Wei En might not be enough.

There were no other valuables in the mayor's office. So Chandler came to the entertainment room. But now there was nothing in the entertainment room, and the things were moved away by Schiller.

Chandler snorted coldly, looked at the Pale Knight who walked out and said: "I don't know where you got the news, knowing we were coming in advance. But not even leaving a pool table, you are too deliberate in pretending to be clean."

The Pale Knight was wronged to death. Was it him not leaving? It was slow and gone!

Chandler didn't want to waste time here either. He waved his hand directly and said: "Go, go to the finance department! Check the accounts!"

The Pale Knight almost wanted to applaud him; he walked faster than Chandler. It is impossible for the city government's accounts to have no problems! Must stop this corrupt style of greed and corruption fiercely!

Arriving at the finance department, in order to avoid suspicion, Chandler didn't let him in, but he still waited at the door expectantly.

As a result, he saw a familiar figure. Schiller was slowly walking over from the elevator entrance.

"What are you doing here?" The Pale Knight asked in a low voice.

"I'm not coming now, I'll be called over later anyway. It's better to come and watch the fun early." Schiller said, tidying up the collar of his suit.

Sure enough, soon an agent walked over and said: "Who is Mr. Schiller Rodriguez? Our boss has questions to ask you."

The Pale Knight followed Schiller in. He had to see how Schiller could round it up this time.

Schiller walked over and shook hands with Chandler. Chandler didn't talk nonsense with him either. He said: "After the city government closed down, were you responsible for transferring the items in the municipal building to the auction house?"

Schiller nodded.

"Good, then I won't ask you why 600,000 pounds of carbon paper and 3,200 printers disappeared out of thin air. I just want to ask you, where did these 40,000 bottles of ink go?"

"The truck overturned and fell into the Cat Getan River."

"Are you sure? I will send someone to fish for the bottles."

"I won't stop you, sir, but I advise you not to do useless work."

"Why? Don't tell me it was eaten by a toad."

"You are joking. Because the pollution problem in the Cat Getan River is serious, there are no toads at all."

"Then what's going on?"

"Have you heard of the X15 District Chemical Plant pollution incident?"

"Heard of it."

"The corrosive chemical agents leaked out flowed into the Cat Getan River and corroded the glass bottles away."

The Pale Knight, who had just picked up a paper cup to take a sip of water, sprayed it out.

"Any evidence?" Chandler asked relentlessly.

"Of course, and there are witnesses, and more than one," Schiller answered calmly. "At that time, it was during the battle between the super-criminal Joker and Ms. Harley Quinn, who accidentally damaged the sewage valve."

"Because the Joker Maria fell into a pool of corrosive chemicals, she was severely corroded all over. Ms. Quinn also fell into a long coma because she inhaled toxic gas. Batman was also there."

Schiller took out two photos and handed them to Chandler, then said: "This is the process of Joker Maria's skin treatment at Arkham Asylum. I have the full set of medical records here. It can be completely seen that the corrosiveness of this chemical agent is very strong. Even glass bottles must have been corroded away."

Chandler took the photos and documents and looked at them, snorted coldly, threw them on the table next to him, and then said: "Okay, then what about this bottle of toilet cleaner? Don't tell me it also overturned into the river."

"This one didn't. However, have you heard of the natural forest pollution incident some time ago?"

"Just say what happened again."

"At that time, in order to save the negative impact of the natural forest pollution incident on their group's reputation, the Charabanc Group sent all chemical raw materials containing purification ingredients to the natural forest. But they were unfortunately surrounded by environmentalists."

"Does toilet cleaner count as purification material?"

"The finished product naturally doesn't count. But it is said that some raw materials can be extracted. In order to show their sincerity, they acquired this batch of toilet cleaner."

"Then what about the money?"

"Later they went bankrupt and didn't pay."

"Then what about the toilet cleaner? Environmentalists can't surround it there for a lifetime, right?"

"Later, a murder case occurred in the natural forest. In order to maintain the scene, the chemical raw materials at that time were all pulled to the Cat Getan Police Department. The toilet cleaner might have been detained."

"Then why don't you go ask for it?"

"Because the murderer wasn't caught, and the case hasn't been closed. The goods as evidence are going through the judicial process. We have no way to ask for them back."

"Then why wasn't the murderer caught?"

"This has to be asked to you."

Chandler touched his forehead with the document helplessly, and then said: "Okay, I won't say this either. Then what about this? 7,600 office desks were scrapped in one year. Are you all dinosaurs here?"

"The wear and tear might be a bit big," Schiller nodded and said, "But the office desks are made of environmentally friendly materials. Because no chemical products such as glue are used, the quality is inevitably unstable. If you think there is a problem with this wear and tear, then we won't buy environmentally friendly ones next time..."

"Stop, I didn't say that!" Chandler waved his hand to indicate that it had nothing to do with him.

"Then what about this? What about the 7,000 computers in stock? The truck didn't overturn again, right?"

"Of course not. It should have been in the warehouse. But at that time, the Fiers casino was promoting electronic chips and urgently needed a batch of computers. In order to support local industry, we sent the computers to him first."

"So the computers are now in the casino? Did they pay?"

"No. Because Mr. young Fiers, who signed the contract, is suspected of murder, and the situation is extremely heinous, he cannot be bailed, so we can't see him now."

"So 60,000 mice were also sent with the computers?"

"That's not it, they only wanted the host and the display screen. The mice are still in the warehouse."

"Is that so? Then we can send people to check the warehouse."

"Sir, don't be in a hurry, listen to me finish. They were still in the warehouse yesterday. We found a mutant python in the warehouse this morning. It might have eaten the mice as mice."

"What kind of python can eat 60,000 mice???"

"Mutant python, sir."

"Then what about the python?"

"Mutated and flew away."

Chandler had nothing to say.

The Pale Knight was already numb.

"Is there anything that can prove that this python appeared?"

"There are many witnesses, sir. Because the chemical pollution problem in Cat Getan is serious, many animals have mutated. Many residents near the warehouse claim to have seen mutant pythons."

"You two, go ask." Chandler waved his hand to the people behind him and said.

The warehouse is not far away. After a while, the subordinates came back, then nodded to Chandler and said: "There are indeed many eyewitnesses."

The Pale Knight sighed in his heart.

That street near the warehouse of the old city government building is a drug street. Don't say flying giant pythons that eat mice; if you ask them if they have seen Super Saiyans, they can say they have seen them.

"So, there is no problem with the accounts before the city government moved?" Chandler narrowed his eyes and asked.

"I don't know very well either. The mayor hasn't been in office for a long time. If there is any problem, it's probably not his problem."

Chandler didn't bite and let go, he picked up an updated document, and then said: "Okay, I won't pursue the old site. But after moving to the new building, what's going on with so many pool tables and vending machines? This thing shouldn't be a consumable, right?"

"It's not for normal people." Schiller smiled, took out a document from his arms again and said, "After our Mayor took office, the pressure was too great, his mental state had problems, and he had aggressive tendencies. He smashed several pool tables and vending machines."

"But it doesn't matter. The Mayor will compensate in his own name. The compensation has been transferred to the municipal fund account. We are considering buying insurance for the items in the mayor's office and the entertainment room."

Chandler looked at the things Schiller handed over, a very formal diagnosis certificate for mental illness patients, with Schiller's name signed below.

"Are you a psychologist?"

"Yes, I am also the Mayor's advisor and the warden of Arkham Asylum."

"By the way, sir." Schiller seemed to have just thought of it, "You are an FBI agent, right? I don't know if you manage illegal gambling games with huge amounts of money involved?"

Chandler frowned slightly and said: "I am in the anti-corruption group, but the FBI's law enforcement power is very large, of course I can manage it. What illegal gambling game?"

"An illegal gambling game involving more than 60 lives, with an amount involved of tens of billions of US dollars, and almost all the upper class in Cat Getan participated."

The Pale Knight watched as Chandler's sweat came down.

Then Schiller's one sentence made his sweat come down too.

"Just yesterday, someone found me and said that he had investigated complete evidence and planned to publish all this to a reporter from Metropolis."

"Who is he???"

"Bruce Wei En." ===== CHAPTER 3286 =====