Chapter 526: So Many Baits and Hooks, There's Always One That Suits You

Hunter was an old criminal police officer. He knew what kind of expression a person would have when their inner secret was peeked at. He often encountered this situation.

The things that those suspects desperately wanted to hide were discovered by him, and then taken out in front of the other party. The expressions of those suspects were exactly the same as Nate's expression just now.

Fuck!

Bitch-raising!

Hunter had some more smiles on his face. He patted Nate on the shoulder, then hugged him. "But I didn't believe what this person said. You know, he is a criminal, and we have worked together for more than ten years."

"Do you think I would be stupid enough to believe a person I only met for two days, and a criminal's words, instead of our ten-plus years of friendship?"

Feeling Nate seem to let out a heavy sigh of relief, the anger and ruthlessness deep in Hunter's eyes became even thicker.

He just couldn't understand how Lans could win over so many people. Was it just because he had money?

At the same time, he also developed some precautions against Nate in his heart. This person hid too deeply. He almost cheated him. If it weren't for the person in the room defecting, he might have really let Nate go get that evidence.

Perhaps by then, this important evidence that could point out Lans would be destroyed by Nate.

Nate's heart was pounding now. His face was somewhat flushed, which was a manifestation of high blood pressure when he was frightened. Although his adrenaline hadn't secreted too much, his blood had already risen in advance to cope with the physical instinct that he would explode at any time.

But instinct never knew that this was no longer the primitive forest era. The explosion of personal power had long lost any meaning under the iron fist of modern civilization.

Struggling would only make people die more painfully!

"Don't listen to him. I have worked for the police force for decades. I have never thought about doing that. This is a slander and humiliation to me!"

He seemed very angry. The angrier he was, the more Hunter wanted to strangle him in his heart!

However, it wasn't the time yet. After handling Lans, he would purge the entire police station.

No matter who the nail buried was, it had to be pulled out!

"I believe you!" He affirmed his position. "Help me get two cups of coffee; I want to have a good talk with him."

He found a step for Nate, and Nate also immediately connected. "Okay, I'll go get it."

After watching Nate leave, he returned to the room again.

The young man's cigarette had been smoked. He looked back at Hunter, with a mocking smile on his face. "You confirmed it?"

He was speaking in a questioning tone, but he was expressing a firm tone, just like he had confirmed Hunter verified his statement, and he hadn't lied, at least in this matter!

Hunter wanted to curse a few dirty words, but he held back. He sat in Nate's chair, looking at the young man, wanting to dig out some more news from his mouth.

"Besides Nate, who else are Lans's people?"

The young man sneered. "Not clear."

He really didn't know. If it weren't for Nate jumping out himself, he wouldn't have known Nate was also Lans's person.

Hunter, however, thought he didn't know, but perhaps he just hoped to use this as a bargaining chip to exchange conditions with himself, and also thought that perhaps after he got that account book, they would continue to exchange conditions.

After all, the "sincerity" of the first stage was in place, and they would unfold the second stage of negotiations.

Just as Hunter intended to leave, he subconsciously looked at the two photo frames placed on Nate's desk.

The first photo frame was a photo of Nate's family of four, a very harmonious and warm family. He had seen Nate's family and children.

The second photo frame...

He picked up the photo frame and looked at it carefully. It had the words "New Jincheng Police Academy 995 Graduation Group Photo" written on it. He soon found Nate, and then saw a familiar face next to Nate—Bulu.

"Shit!"

"This bitch-raising!"

They were actually classmates who graduated in the same year, and the two were still hugging each other's shoulders. Fuck!

He put the photo frame back, his chest was puffed up, and he had actually been played by this person, by Lans, in the palm of his hand. He had already exploded with anger!

He now knew why Nate would be Lans's person, because of Bulu.

Bulu was Lans's staunch supporter, so it made sense.

There were some other familiar faces in this photo, so what about these people?

Would they be Lans's people?

Did Bulu play any disgraceful role in this?

He thought of the fact that Branch Director Duke was also introduced to Lans by Bulu, so would he introduce others to Lans?

Previously, he mentioned the police force party, saying it was sponsored by Lans, and many police officers agreed, but he and Chali didn't nod, so this matter didn't happen.

From that time on, did Lans's forces begin to fully invade the police force?

The more he thought, the more he felt suffocated, as if everyone around him could be Lans's person while he didn't know!

The people in this photo had almost all become the middle-management group of the police force. Their influence and destructive power were too great!

A knock on the door pulled Hunter's attention away from his divergent thinking. "Come in."

Nate brought two cups of coffee in. "Is there anything else you need me for?"

Hunter was in a very bad mood now. He didn't want to see this cheap person, and didn't even want to touch the coffee he sent. Who knew if there was anything else in it?

"We have finished talking. Control him, and don't let others continue to interrogate him."

He bypassed the desk and walked to Nate. "Remember, without my consent, no one is allowed to interrogate him!"

Nate also vaguely sensed that Hunter said he "didn't believe Nate was Lans's mole," which was all bullshit. He not only believed it, but also believed it very much!

But Hunter was the director, and he didn't have any way to deal with it, which also made him develop another kind of thought.

Hunter, can't stay.

Nate nodded and moved away some distance. "You have the final say, boss."

Hunter nodded and looked at the young man again, then pushed the door and left.

He would tell others to come over to watch the young man together. He didn't trust Nate.

Nate also knew he was seriously suspected. He looked at the young man somewhat irritably. "What the fuck did you say to him?"

The young man laughed. "Don't worry about what I said, just see if it's useful!"

Nate didn't speak. It was too fucking useful, just... the strength was a bit too big!

After Hunter returned to his office, he made a call to Chali. He had to temporarily leave the police station. Others couldn't contact him. If something happened, he would let them call Chali, and he would handle it.

He had to communicate with Chali first.

The call was connected quickly. Chali was about to sleep.

"Is there any urgent matter so late?" he asked, somewhat exhausted.

Hunter stated his purpose. "I have to go out for a trip, it might take a few hours. If there is any problem, I'll let them call you, and you handle it."

"Go out?" The rising tone hid disbelief and a trace of anger. "There might be a group of people watching you outside. As long as you go out, they will kill you. You are saying you want to go out now?"

Hunter thought for a while. He actually had another choice, letting Chali help him get the thing back.

But for some reason, some bad images suddenly flashed in his mind.

For example, he was already the director, but when Chali came to the police station, he would sit in his chair, mess up his desk, and make him stand and talk.

He thought about how he had followed Chali like a dog for all these years, working for him, working for the old masters in the Bay Area. He was far inferior to Chali in status.

No one was willing to be a dog from birth, and he wasn't willing either, but he was forced by life.

At the same time, he was also somewhat worried, because in some issues before, Chali was more inclined to "negotiate" with Lans, rather than directly dealing with Lans.

If he let Chali get this account book, with his greedy and cunning personality, would he hammer Lans to death at once?

Or use this account book to clamp Lans, letting Lans also work for him?

Hunter did not know that Charlie was a man he could not understand. To say Charlie was the police chief was actually more like describing a seasoned and cunning politician! Now that there was such an opportunity that might allow him to make some changes, he hesitated for a moment, "There is a key piece of evidence that has been hidden away. Getting hold of it would give us a great chance to bring Lanse to justice."

"I don't trust others to go. I have already found Lans's people in the police station, and there are some I suspect, but I'm not sure. I don't trust anyone now."

"So I plan to go get it myself."

Chali frowned after listening. He got out of bed, walked to the window, and looked at the sky outside. "It's too late, it's too unsafe outside."

"Wait until the sky is slightly brighter before you go. One night's time, nothing will happen."

Chali didn't ask what that thing was or where it was. Since Hunter wasn't willing to say, he was too lazy to ask.

"And, my personal suggestion is to find a few people you think are reliable to help you do this."

"Now it's not just you, even I am very dangerous. It's best if we don't leave a safe environment. This is my advice to you."

As for whether he listened or not, that was unknown. Chali did what he could do.

After Hunter considered it for a while, he decided to adopt Chali's advice. "Then okay, I'll go get it tomorrow morning."

"If nothing unexpected happens, tomorrow this case will be stable."

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After hanging up the phone, Hunter sat in his chair, supported his head with both hands, wiped his hair hard a few times, then leaned heavily against the back of the chair, and let out a big breath.

He lit a cigarette, took a sip of the half-cup of coffee that had cooled down, and the mellow fragrance after the bitterness, accompanied by the fragrance of tobacco, had a unique flavor.

At the same time, several young people had already appeared outside a detached house in the capital. They were all wearing police uniforms, so the community service company didn't stop them from coming in.

If there were people from New Jincheng who were familiar with New Jincheng gangs here, they would definitely find that the person standing outside the door of this house was Aiernio.

He had a relatively handsome appearance, brown-black hair, and a police uniform made him look even more temperamental.

He knocked on the door. The lights in the house turned on immediately, and then footsteps came out from inside. "Who's there?"

It was a man's voice, but it was clear that there were others in the house. The lights on the second floor also turned on, and the woman's voice came faintly. "What happened?"

Soon Aiernio felt someone standing behind the door, then the screen of the small window on the door was lifted, revealing the face of a vigilant man.

"Who are you?"

After seeing the people outside wearing police uniforms, his serious expression eased slightly.

Aiernio took out his New Jincheng police badge and showed it, but soon, the other party might not be able to see it clearly. "New Jincheng Police, Director Hunter sent us."

He also produced a document. "He said the Lans family has fallen into a final struggle. The current situation is very dangerous, so he arranged for us to come and strengthen the defense."

The person inside felt relieved after hearing these explanations, and the expression on his face became softer. "Let me see the people behind you."

Soon other people wearing police uniforms appeared outside the door one by one. Looking at the upright appearance of these people, although the person inside didn't completely let down his guard, he wasn't so vigilant either.

He opened the door, but didn't open it completely, standing by the door, blocking the entrance. "I didn't look at your police badge carefully just now. Can you let me see it carefully?"

Police badges generally had a lot of information, such as numbers, the owner of the police badge. These things had anti-counterfeiting signs. Ordinary people didn't know how to anti-counterfeit.

But police internal personnel knew how to identify whether a police badge was fake, or whether the police badge and the holder matched.

"No problem." When Aiernio took out the police badge, he didn't hold it steady when handing it over, and it fell to the ground. "Oh, sorry..."

The other party was a good person. He said "it doesn't matter" while bending down to pick up the police badge on the ground.

And at the moment he bent down and picked up the police badge, Aiernio, who had pulled out a dagger from the scabbard, stabbed the dagger in his hand into his throat!

He strangled the other party's head hard, the wrist holding the dagger exerted force, turned the blade, and after about twenty or thirty seconds, the struggle in his arms completely disappeared.

Aiernio slowly put the person down, then opened the door lock, and a group of people entered the room directly.

At this time, Hunter's wife was upstairs with her son. The little boy hadn't rested well these few days. The strange environment made him very unaccustomed, and he often couldn't sleep until late at night.

Hunter's wife accompanied him, gently stroking his back. The little boy's sleepy state made his eyes in a state of being open but unable to open, and he could fall asleep at any time.

Just then, the sound of "zhiya" came from the stairs. This house wasn't a new house; it was an old house.

I don't know who Hunter borrowed it from, or it might be Chali's house. There was a step on the stairs where the wooden board might be damp or for other reasons, and it was loose.

Stepping on it would make some sounds of the wooden board twisting.

Hunter's wife looked up at the door somewhat unexpectedly. She called out the name of the man at the door.

That guy was also Hunter's confidant, but he didn't answer, because he couldn't answer.

This made Hunter's wife feel uneasy. She walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, took out a handgun from inside, and gripped it somewhat uneasily in her hand.

About a dozen seconds later, clearer footsteps came to the outside of the room. "Madam, are you there?"

Hunter's wife didn't answer. The person outside seemed to have lost patience and turned the doorknob directly. The door opened slowly.

Aiernio, whose waist and abdomen were stained black with blood, walked in from outside the door, glanced at the woman holding a gun at him, and the little boy lying on the bed, revealing teeth that weren't so white.

"You can only kill one of us, but you and your son will die. Do you want to try?"

The woman finally didn't have the chance to fire the weapon in her hand, nor did it bring her any sense of security.

When she hugged the little boy and stepped over the corpse of Hunter's confidant in horror, her whole person was numb.

This was Lans's backhand. If they couldn't lure Hunter out, then his wife and children might be able to make him come out of the police station.

If Hunter was a true owl hero, if he felt that the death of his wife and children was irrelevant compared to himself, it didn't matter. Lans would arrange for people to go to the police station to assassinate him.

Those who were terminally ill couldn't wait to be loyal to Mr. Lans!

In the living room, Aiernio was dealing with the bloodstains on his body while holding the receiver with his shoulder. "Boss, the person has been found. We will be back in the city by tomorrow night at the latest."

"...... Okay, I know. Hang up first."

He threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the floor casually. Anyway, it couldn't be wiped clean.

The door was slowly closed, and the room was left with only the man's corpse.

If nothing unexpected happened, it would take a long time for people to find him. Only after he stank would someone come to check.

But the temperature that could make him stink quickly might still need some time. During this time, he might dehydrate and eventually become a mummy.

If that was the case, only the owner of this house coming over would possibly discover this unlucky guy.

The two police cars at the door soon left here. The cars were real police cars, the clothes were also real clothes, and actually even the police badges were real police badges, just not theirs.

The next morning, at seven o'clock, Hunter woke up. He couldn't sleep. People who could sleep under such great pressure had problems with their brains. Anyway, he couldn't really sleep.

He rubbed his cheeks, didn't even do personal grooming, took spare weapons and magazines, and called several confidants to go out to handle a matter with him.

No one knew where they were going or what they were going to do, but everyone knew that Hunter had left the police station.

Nate also knew. He only hesitated for a second. Recalling Hunter's disgust and hatred toward him, that little bit of guilt and apology vanished.

He dialed the number Lans left—

"The fish has taken the bait!"

1: The blue-based color will appear black after being stained with blood.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 527 =====