Chapter 1090: Unease, Wanting to Escape and Unable to Escape

At this moment, everything Prosecutor Crown had learned in school years ago was recalled by him.

He carefully searched all the rooms in this "activity room." Everything appeared messy, and it looked like everyone had left in a hurry.

There was unfinished alcohol on the table, unfinished food, and half-cut beef on a low table. Ants were diligently transporting the beef crumbs that fell on the ground, and there were insects flying around on the table.

They were like... having left suddenly, unable to even do the simplest cleaning up.

After confirming that there was no one in the entire activity room, he put away the weapon and carefully checked some rooms again, completely without a clue.

Not seeing people, or corpses, he didn't know what had happened.

He came out of the activity room and prepared to leave. Just as he was about to close the door here, his gaze was suddenly attracted by the slogan on the door frame of "Workers' Activity Room."

What attracted him was not this sign, but something dark red on the sign.

He took out a white handkerchief, pressed it with his fingers, and wiped it hard.

This was not paint. It had dried, but not completely, with a sticky feeling a bit like asphalt.

On the white handkerchief, the first thing was a layer of black broken bloodstains, and then it was dark red. This was fresh blood.

He sniffed, but couldn't smell anything. He was not a dog. He actually envied those people and their noses who could smell whether it was human blood or animal blood, and could even smell what kind of animal blood it was.

But it is undeniable that this is fresh blood.

He looked around again and found some traces that had been handled, as well as some bloodstains that had not been cleaned up.

His face became serious. Clearly, this group of people was already gone.

He stood at the scene and stared at this first scene of the incident for a long time, then cursed a "fuck," stomped on the ground under his feet, stood with his hands on his hips and turned a few steps in front of the car, then slammed open the car door, sat on it, and left here.

He was very uncomfortable now, his heart was beating very fast, and his blood pressure might also be rising. His emotions began to change from uncomfortable, to uneasy, to fear.

Would this gang leader have already confessed him out? People and organizations who could kill them and handle it so cleanly must be those with very rich experience.

Small gangs act very roughly. He has handled many similar cases. They even hope that the police and other law enforcement agencies can discover their crime scene and can infer that it was them, and then announce it to society.

Because this will make them fear them. Whether they are doing criminal business or grabbing territory, they will have a kind of prestige bonus.

Just like when a few ordinary gang members face a member of the Perez family, everyone has weapons in their hands, even if they know that as long as they pull the trigger, the Perez family member will die the same.

They still didn't have the courage to pull the trigger first, and even when facing death, they didn't dare to resist! This is the role of prestige in the underground world. They first consider how to survive, rather than how to eliminate the enemy first.

Small gangs want to improve their prestige and influence in the underground world, and must constantly make such things. Honor killing, execution, are all born for these purposes.

They want people to know the consequences of offending them, so they will use such distinct means to kill a person and "exhibit" him to others.

There is none here, so these people have experience and don't need this kind of killing execution method to make people fear them.

Then there is only one possibility, the Lanse family.

Prosecutor Crown's hands were trembling slightly. He didn't know how Lanse and the Lanse family planned to retaliate against him. The more he knew about these people, the more he felt uneasy.

Gangs are always a group that is "easily enraged" because of the particularity of this group. If they cannot fiercely counterattack in the face of provocation and humiliation, they will soon be submerged by the challengers.

Now he appears in this game as a new "challenger" of the Lanse family. If Lanse's brain is not broken, he will definitely retaliate against himself!

Prosecutor Crown's car soon returned to the Prosecutor's Office. He walked to his office in a hurry.

The lady in the office saw him coming back so quickly and immediately asked, "Prosecutor Crown, do you need a cup of coffee?"

The coffee beans in the Prosecutor's Office are very good, sponsored for free by capitalists. Beans that cost dozens of dollars a pound cannot be said to be the most top-notch, but they are also very expensive.

The coffee ground from it naturally smells much more fragrant than those beans that cost a few cents or a dozen cents a pound, and it is more excellent in all aspects.

Previously, Prosecutor Crown liked these coffees very much. He needed at least three or four cups every day, and even as long as this lady asked, he would have one.

But now, he has no mind in this regard.

He said dryly, "Thank you, no need," and then rushed into his office.

This made the office lady with a full face show a surprised expression. She looked at the tightly closed office door, and then looked at other staff members, and after showing a helpless expression, she continued to do her work.

And Prosecutor Crown, who returned to the office, locked the office door and called the Attorney General.

"The plan failed."

The Attorney General didn't react for a while. "What plan failed?"

"The plan to lure the Lanse family. I found a small character, used him to make a trap, and intended to expose the Lanse family's smuggling and selling of alcohol."

"Such a big case can't be covered up. It will definitely be investigated, so we also have some excuses to investigate this case in depth and figure out some specific situations of their family."

The Attorney General remembered that this matter was ordered by the President's side. He found a prosecutor who was relatively close to him and reliable.

He also just knew that this matter failed, but he didn't appear to be very panicked. "If it failed, it failed. This is nothing big!"

In his view, failure is not an abnormal result. The vigilance of these people in the Lanse family is very high, and they are very cunning. Otherwise, Lanse would not have reached his current status.

They sensed danger, or were very vigilant, and saw through this plan, which is nothing more than not getting their handle on this matter. For the Attorney General and Prosecutor Crown, there is no actual loss.

But soon he realized that Prosecutor Crown specifically made this phone call and talked about this matter with such emotions, which is unusual.

His tone also began to rise, using a tone similar to "Are you fucking kidding me" to ask, "Don't tell me they already know you were the one who directed it!"

The awkward silence in the receiver was like a loud answer. A few seconds later, the Attorney General cursed two dirty words. "How did you judge?"

Prosecutor Crown simply said his judgment method, and finally he added a point. "I can't ensure that the gang leader will keep my name. I know the means of these people in the Lanse family. Those who offended them have always disappeared."

"I heard from colleagues over there that the case files of the Lanse family are several meters high, but so far, no victim's corpse has been found, not even residual limbs."

Federal law has a provision, that is, if someone is harmed, the corpse must be found to formally file a case as a "homicide case."

If the corpse is not found, it can only be filed as a "missing person case."

It looks like both are filed, but in reality, the gap is very large.

The case detection mechanism of a homicide case is much stronger than that of a missing person case. They will call more police force to detect this case, and the time span might be as long as several years. As long as it is confirmed to be a homicide case, they will have people following up on this case.

Even if they can't find any clues after a few years, this case will be shelved, but it will be re-tried and combed every once in a while to see if there are any new discoveries.

And the missing person case is very perfunctory. They at most symbolically ask people around the missing person's disappearance, whether they have seen the missing person.

Then they will publish an official missing person announcement in the newspaper, a very small place, maybe only the size of a thumb, and you can't even see the faces of these people clearly.

As for whether to print missing person notices, that is the work of the missing person's family, not theirs.

As for whether they can find them in the future, they actually don't care at all, and they won't waste police force in this regard.

The Lanse family handles these things very professionally. Without a corpse, it is impossible to file a case as a homicide case. Those who once offended the Lanse family, except for characters like Haile, others all evaporated from the human world.

In their official records, they are still in a missing state. Maybe they have long since turned into bones, and even turned into shit—

Pet food stores are always good places to destroy corpses. Here, they can cover up the fishy smell, even if there is blood everywhere, it doesn't matter.

They will beat those people into meat paste, and then fill them into pet sausages, and sell them to those who raise pets.

Even if a divine detective comes, he can't piece together a person from countless dog shits.

So these cases in the Federation are basically cases that cannot be broken.

The "craftsmanship" of the Lanse family is very superb, and the degree of cruelty they treat these people is also disturbing.

Even if it's just thinking about it, Prosecutor Crown feels that he is a bit reckless.

He shouldn't have taken this job, although he hasn't had a chance to be promoted at work for several years, but he shouldn't have been so reckless.

He forgot the iron law that the greater the return, the greater the risk must be.

Now he needs to pay the price for his recklessness!

Hearing the nervous emotions of this Mr. Crown from the receiver, the Attorney General said after thinking for a moment, "I will first transfer you to work on my side. When you will go back, or whether you won't go back, we will talk about it later."

"This way you can first avoid contact with the Lanse family, what do you think?"

When hearing this somewhat unexpected answer, Prosecutor Crown felt a feeling of turning around. "When should I go over?"

"Now, you go and pack up now. I will send an official letter to your Prosecutor's Office. There is a case that needs your assistance. Remember to bring your family over. We have several vacant safe houses here."

At this moment, the joy deep in Prosecutor Crown's heart had already suppressed his fear. If he could go to the State Prosecutor's Office to work, if he could stay, isn't this the result he dreamed of? He immediately agreed. "I will go and do it immediately, see you later."

"Hmm, see you later."

The Attorney General put down the phone and frowned. He suddenly realized a problem.

If his subordinates can feel uneasy, will others be even worse? It seems that when selecting staff in the future, he must be cautious. He is very disappointed in Prosecutor Crown. He couldn't even do a small thing well and exposed himself.

This also means that he, the Attorney General of Jin State, was also exposed.

Lanse and those people can directly suspect him through Prosecutor Crown's relationship.

Suspicion does not need evidence. Only in court do you talk about evidence. It just so happens that people at their level don't have their turn to be judged by the court, which means that some of their behaviors don't need evidence.

This idiot!

He shook his head, but didn't take Lanse and the Lanse family too seriously. From the roles they played, they were cats, not mice!

Prosecutor Crown hurriedly took away some things from the office safe.

Cash, some valuables, these were all given to him by others. He didn't put them at home, but in the office safe.

Because it is safer here.

No stupid thief would really be stupid enough to come to the Prosecutor's Office to steal things, and it is to steal a prosecutor's things, unless he wants to die of an accident in prison! This will be regarded as a provocation to the entire prosecutor system, and who knows if those prosecutors' safes also have some things that cannot be seen.

So as long as someone dares to steal, as long as they are caught, they are dead.

On the contrary, the places where these prosecutors live are easier to be robbed.

They always have times when they are not at home. As long as they are not at home, those thieves might go in and rummage through boxes and cabinets to find things.

So he put these valuable things in the office here.

At this time, a handbag was already stuffed full, and some things couldn't be taken away, so he could only take them next time.

He pushed the door open with a heavy handbag and left quickly. The office lady watched him come back in a hurry and leave in a hurry, cursed a "psychopath" in a place where no one was, and then went to serve others with a smile.

Prosecutor Crown returned home. His wife, who was watching TV, looked at him with some surprise. "You are not going to work today?"

Prosecutor Crown shook his head. "No, I have something to go to the State Prosecutor's Office, you come with me."

His expression was very serious, which made his wife immediately realize something. The expression on her face turned to fear. "Did something happen?"

Prosecutor Crown nodded. "There are some, and my work might have adjustments recently. I feel relieved if you come with me, and it can be considered as adapting to the environment over there in advance."

His wife soon brought the child, and the family took their luggage and got into his car. When the car drove out of the city, Prosecutor Crown finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned on the radio, which was playing a famous road song recently—the scenery on the road to heaven! "What exactly happened?"

Sensing that her husband's emotions had eased, Mrs. Crown finally couldn't help but ask. Their child was held in her arms.

The child was not very old, his face was full of smiles from going out to play, and he couldn't even sense that his parents' state at this time was not right.

Prosecutor Crown hesitated for a while before saying, "I am investigating a case, and I might be retaliated against, so now I am going to take you to Aulis (the capital of Jin State). There is a safe living environment there, and we can stay there for a period of time."

"After this case ends, I will very likely stay there to work, so it can be considered that we are going to adapt to the environment in advance."

His wife didn't feel relaxed because of his explanation, still so nervous. "How long will this take?"

Prosecutor Crown looked at his wife through the rearview mirror. "About half a year... fuck!"

His wife hadn't reacted yet, not knowing why her husband suddenly wanted to curse, and felt that the car speed clearly accelerated.

She subconsciously looked back and saw that there were several cars behind, and they also started to accelerate.

She hugged her child tightly, her face full of panic, and her voice was trembling!

"... Is it them?"

Prosecutor Crown no longer had the mind to speak. He stepped on the accelerator hard, hoping that the speed of this car could be faster.

But clearly, the car he spent more than four thousand dollars to buy definitely couldn't compare to those one or two thousand ones.

Clearly he had already stepped on the accelerator to the end, but the distance between him and those cars behind was getting closer and closer, and he was getting more and more desperate! At this time, he suddenly had a realization. He shouldn't have left! He shouldn't have walked out of the city. He is a prosecutor. If he was shot and killed on the street, it would definitely trigger the anger of some people! He represents not just himself, he also represents the law of the Federation, the fairness and justice of the Federation! He hammered the steering wheel hard. It was already a bit too late to understand this at this time.

The cars behind gradually caught up with him, and one of the beautiful pearl white piano lacquer cars soon drove side by side with him. The person sitting in the passenger seat looked at him through the car window and made a gesture of pulling over.

Sensing that these cars could intercept him at any time and anywhere, he looked at his wife with a pale face in the back seat and the child who kept asking "what's wrong," and finally he began to slow down and slowly pull over. ===== CHAPTER 1091 =====