Chapter 523: Incompetent Madness 6662

All night, Nate didn't rest well. He lay on the sofa in the living room, thinking about the words Director Bulu had said to him.

He had to admit one point, and that was that his good classmate had a unique perspective on many issues, and also let him see a higher level of game and struggle.

The defeated mayor faction—he had once asked Director Bulu "How can you ensure you can become the new director," and then he said Lans had already handled the mayor.

As long as Hunter was finished, then the mayor would appoint him as the city police chief, fully presiding over the work of the New Jincheng police force.

As an old police officer, an old police officer who had worked in the city police station for twenty years, he knew one point very clearly.

The police force had no "purity" to speak of.

This wasn't to say that the entire police force itself had a problem, but that this society was just like this.

Just like the case where a big shot had a car accident and beat the victim, and eventually both sides accepted mediation and settled out of court. A person full of justice would be angry because of this, but what after the anger?

If the police station arrested that old master's child, soon they would face pressure from politics.

From municipal councilors to state assembly members, all committee members who had a relationship with the police system would take turns calling their director.

The mayor would also call their director, hinting explicitly or implicitly at how they should handle this matter.

Then some companies would suddenly announce layoffs, pay cuts, and the old masters could mobilize at least hundreds or thousands of people to go to the police station to demonstrate, and would even incite some people to throw stones or trash or something.

They would follow the officers who handled the case, threaten and intimidate their families, and the city would become a mess!

The whole city would be full of people complaining, and the other party involved might lose their job, their house would be foreclosed, their car would be repossessed, and no company in the city would take them in.

They would have to take their families and flee New Jincheng in a panic, go to other cities to start over, and it wasn't certain they could really start over.

This was the price of "justice"!

But what about the other way around?

The victim received a sum of money, a compensation that was nothing to the old masters, but was a large extra income for the victim.

There were no municipal councilors, state assembly members, mayors, or other officials constantly calling to harass them, no workers striking and demonstrating outside the police station, and no one smashing the glass of the police station or the officers' homes.

Everything was so peaceful, as if nothing had happened!

And!

From the director to the officers, police officials, lawyers, and judges handling this case, everyone could get a sum of remuneration.

Everyone was satisfied, no one was unsatisfied, and there was no need for anyone to pay a price.

This was the most real, most stupid, but most helpless side of this society!

Sometimes, justice, sometimes it wasn't necessarily what people really wanted.

Now, there was such a "justice" placed in front of him. He only needed to flip it over, and it would be an opportunity!

It wasn't until the sky was getting light that he fell asleep. After dozing for a while, he was lured up by the smell of breakfast.

With things on his mind, he couldn't sleep. His wife walked over with a salad bowl she was stirring and kissed him on the cheek. "Sweetheart, you're really too sweet!"

"You don't need to worry about waking me up; compared to my sleep, I'd rather you lie on a soft bed instead of the sofa!"

His children also came out of the bedroom. His youngest son said in surprise, "Mom, are you saying Dad slept on the sofa all night, right?"

The hostess of the family put her hands on her hips and looked at their youngest son. "Don't even think about it!"

His youngest son had always wanted to sleep on the sofa for a night, but had always been refused.

Nate squeezed out some smiles, ate breakfast, got rid of the trivialities of the family, and quickly came to the police station.

When he left Director Bulu, he had already made a decision.

After entering the office, he called over the people from his group. "Didn't go back last night?"

Two subordinates rubbed their eyes and sat in the chairs opposite him. "No, Hunter wouldn't let us, but fortunately, he couldn't hold on himself after four o'clock, and we all slept for a while."

Nate nodded. "Has anyone cracked those hard bones?"

His two subordinates shook their heads. "Not yet. These people have hard bones. Even if they were beaten into shock, they wouldn't talk."

"I really don't know what kind of love potion Lans gave them to make them protect Lans so much."

Nate understood a little. Young people of this age, as long as they had experienced fighting, blood, courage, and loyalty would make them ignore life.

But there were also some who were slick and afraid of death. Hunter was looking for those who were afraid of death, but he couldn't handle so many people in an hour or two.

Nate nodded and was just about to say something when the phone on the desk rang. It was an internal phone.

After picking it up, he heard Hunter's voice. "Come to my office."

Hunter was awake.

After putting down the receiver, he rubbed his face. His eyes were full of bloodshot veins.

These people were too disobedient. He had to change his method to pry their mouths open. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. He said "Come in."

Then Nate entered the room. Hunter told him to close the door tightly.

"Be a little tired these two days; I'll give you a vacation when things are over."

Nate nodded without expressing his stance. Hunter didn't care; they had worked together for a long time, and these were just things said in passing.

"I remember you had a case last time where we seized a batch of Maple Kite Grass?"

Maple Kite Grass was a herbaceous plant, a native plant, but not common.

In the past, the indigenous people used it quite a lot because it had a strong hallucinogenic effect, and at the same time, it was quite harmful to people. If the dosage was too high, it could directly turn someone into a vegetable or cause death.

In 922, the federal government legislated to identify Maple Kite Grass as a high-risk plant. Whether it was planting, transporting, storing, holding, selling, or using... it was all illegal behavior.

And a campaign to eradicate Maple Kite Grass was launched nationwide. Now it was almost extinct; only some places like laboratories still had its seeds.

But it was impossible for this kind of thing to be truly extinct in the market. Previously, they had caught a case of transporting and selling, and obtained a dozen seeds.

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According to reason, these things should be destroyed immediately, but Chali didn't do that at the time. He let Hunter remind Nate to forget about this matter, saying that maybe they could use it sometime in the future.

So this small bag of contraband was placed in a corner of the evidence room.

Maple Kite Grass was also within the management scope of the Hazardous Materials Bureau. However, the side effects of this thing were too great, and very few people would use it because there were other substitutes.

Although its toxicity was high, it was said that truth serum contained a part of Maple Kite Grass ingredients.

Nate's eyebrows twitched slightly when he heard this matter. Once something happened, he would definitely have to bear the responsibility, and this problem was something no one could carry.

He suddenly understood the decision Director Bulu had made and the words he had said.

Under great pressure, Hunter had become somewhat crazy.

Nate nodded and said, "There is such a thing, but Hunter, even if we use Maple Kite Grass to make them open their mouths, are these testimonies really useful?"

"Can they really play a role in court?"

"We all know they are Lans's people. Now we need them to stand up and point out Lans, not let the judge know they are Lans's people."

Although he said it somewhat circuitously, Hunter understood. He was also somewhat annoyed. "But up to now, no one is willing to stand up!"

He was also helpless. Now that he had caught so many of Lans's people, he could already imagine that Lans intended to take his life.

He had to race against time. As long as he could find someone to accuse Lans of operating those bars, point out that he was the family boss, and remote-controlled these gang members to commit numerous crimes.

Then they could get legal documents to directly arrest Lans and throw him into prison, making him never come out!

The more heavyweight the character, the more complete and strict the evidence needed, because this kind of case couldn't be solved locally at all.

Lans would definitely fight it to the appellate court, or even the Federal Supreme Court, so the evidence must be clear and effective.

This was also the reason why Hunter was so impatient now. The longer it dragged on, the more preparations Lans could make!

Count on the Koda family to beat them down?

Go to hell!

Last night he paid attention, and the casualties of the Koda family were much higher than those of Lans's side. They weren't Lans's family's opponents at all!

He could only do it himself!

Hunter's manic and crazy state made Nate, who was still hesitating in his heart, make a decision. He had his own family, wife, children, and future. He didn't need to take his everything to gamble with Hunter.

Winning the gamble was the carnival of Hunter and Chali, and it had nothing to do with him at all.

If he lost, he would at least have to accompany Hunter to hell. Why should he gamble?

"I think these people were only caught in the middle of last night. They still have luck. Wait for us to wear down their patience a little, let them know they not only can't leave, but also might sit in prison until they rot, and they will panic."

"By then, some of them will definitely be willing to stand up and point out Lans, helping us achieve our goal. You have to have some patience."

Hunter really wanted to destroy something, but he also knew Nate was right, so he could only take a deep breath. "Yes, I should listen to you, in this matter."

"You go handle it, see if you can make them open their mouths. You can promise them some conditions. As long as they sign a confession and are willing to help us point out Lans and the Lans family, I can promise that the sentence won't exceed three years..."

This was clearly also an illegal inducement behavior, but the federal government wouldn't handle it, because since the Ministry of Justice set a "wrong example" to handle some cases as quickly as possible a few years ago, now everywhere, in order to speed up the case trial process, had begun to use this set of plea bargaining.

To put it bluntly, it was a transaction between justice and evil.

Nate stood up. "You rest well; I'll watch in the morning..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 524 =====