Chapter 948: Snatching People

The police, the gangs, the foreigners—they were all searching for the young man's two friends.

To whom would it be best to sell these people?

He actually already had the answer—the Federals.

The Federals were willing to give him money.

"A satisfying reward!"

Just hearing about this reward, it was certainly worth quite a bit; at the very least... it had to be ten or twenty thousand, or perhaps twenty or thirty thousand Para.

In this young man's world, he had never craved ten or twenty thousand Federal Sol; how much money was that?

Currently, the Para currency was continuing to depreciate; because of the domestic turmoil in Lapa, the purchasing power of the Para was like a riddle!

It was sliding downward every single day, and no one could know where it would eventually end up.

Therefore, the exchange rate of Federal Sol to Para was constantly rising; from the initial one Federal Sol being able to exchange for sixty or seventy Para, to now, one dollar could exchange for over a hundred Para. How long had it been since then?

Not even half a year, right?

Pessimistic people had already realized, or had come to a certain understanding.

The Para currency might soon be no different from waste paper!

The Lapa national government couldn't even come up with any effective means to protect the value of the currency, so it could only continue to decline.

Now, many black markets had started bartering, especially for some bulk commodities or imported goods; over there, one could see many people using Para to exchange for Federal Sol, as well as gold, gemstones, and other precious goods.

This also exacerbated people's distrust of the Para; its price plummeted continuously amidst people's distrust.

After all, for a currency, its essence was the "trust" people had in it.

Once the trust was gone, the currency was finished.

But even so, the young man had never fantasized about being able to possess one or two million Para in value; he felt... perhaps the Federals would give him a few tens of thousands of Para, which was only a few hundred Federal Sol, and that was already the limit.

He wouldn't feel that this sum of money was small; it was already a very large sum, equivalent to the income of an ordinary Lapa person working for five or six years without eating or drinking.

He was not greedy.

With this money, he could do many things, for example, taking his family to the Federation.

Now people all said that the Federation was paved with gold, and as long as one bent down, one could earn a lot of money.

An even more important point was that the air in the Federation was sweet and free; they didn't need to worry about being exploited and oppressed in the Federation, and as long as they worked earnestly, there would definitely be a reward.

Moreover, whether it was the people who hired them or the other parties who played a certain role in this matter, they wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for them!

In Lapa, which had already started to descend into chaos at this moment, a boat ticket meant a hope!

But the problem he needed to solve now was how to leave quietly without letting his two friends suspect him, and then bring those Federals back.

He wiped the tabletop and rested his chin on his hands, thinking about how he could accomplish this.

He had never hated himself for not receiving a complete education, but at this moment, he felt some regret.

If he had been able to receive a complete basic education and attend high school, would he be able to imagine some good methods now?

His gaze swept back and forth in his humble home, and finally, his gaze landed on two large bottles of alcohol.

Young people, after all!

It was exactly the age for loving to eat, drink, and play; because Lapa had abundant tropical fruit resources, the price of alcohol here was actually not high.

At least that was the case before this place fell into chaos, and he also had two large bottles of alcohol here.

What if he got those two people drunk?

He walked over, picked up the bottles, turned around, and shouted to his two friends in the room, "Shall we drink some alcohol?"

At the same time, the police were also searching for them in large numbers.

These police officers were not as "civilized" as the Federal police in their work.

Well, although Federal police were often complained about for brutal law enforcement, in Lapa, in Zhuolan, the brutality of the Federal police was still considered holy and gentle in people's eyes!

On the side of the road, several police officers were beating two young men in the street, and the soles of the police chief's large leather boots were stomping fiercely on their heads.

The two young men had their faces turned to the side, their cheeks pressed tightly against the ground; they also had many traces of being beaten on their bodies, and their eye sockets were somewhat bruised.

"I have no interest in playing this boring game with you." The police chief applied force under his feet, and the young man being stepped on let out a scream of pain.

He felt as if his head was about to explode!

That kind of fear finally made him open his mouth and say, "I remember now..."

He quickly blurted out two names.

To a certain extent, the Zhuolan police were no different from those gangs; they were just gangs with licenses, and many times they were even more unsettling than gangs.

When gangs committed crimes, perhaps there were still some police officers with a sense of justice who could help the victims deal with these gangs.

But if the police did some bad things, who could govern them?

Relying on them to govern themselves?

This was obviously an unlikely option.

The higher-ups had given the police chief the requirement to catch those two people within twenty-four hours and give the Federals an explanation; Lanse had also told him to his face that he only had twenty-four hours.

Under heavy pressure, he was already going crazy!

All the police officers had been sent out, and at the same time, he also clearly realized.

If he couldn't find those two people within twenty-four hours, he would be in big trouble, big trouble!

Fortunately, the police were very familiar with the streets and this city; they had obtained some physical characteristics of the perpetrators from the escort girl, and since this was clearly an unintentional crime, the perpetrators might live in the nearby area.

So they focused their attention within a three-kilometer radius of where Ted was victimized, and soon they inquired through some people about some guys who were somewhat similar to the two perpetrators.

With a target, the remaining things were much simpler: find these people!

Soon, some "two people" they thought might be the perpetrators were found, and after a beating, they were sent to the police station.

After identifying them, the escort girl denied that these were the two people, which made the police somewhat irritable, but fortunately, they still had a target that hadn't been discovered yet.

Under immense pressure, these two people finally started to reveal some clues; the police learned the names of the targets this time, their social situation, and soon clarified the arrest plan.

They went to the homes of these two people first, but didn't find them at home, and their families didn't know where they had gone.

In the slums, this situation was actually very common; whether it was a boy or a girl, if they suddenly disappeared, no one would find it surprising.

Perhaps they had just found a better way out of life and suddenly said goodbye to their current terrible life.

It was also possible that they had met a "kind-hearted person" who helped them solve their current suffering.

As for kidnapping... Lapa basically didn't have such cases.

Because kidnapping ordinary people couldn't extort any money, and as for kidnapping those wealthy tycoons?

Although they had money, there was simply no opportunity; at the very least, if you kidnapped these wealthy people with bodyguards, you had to have a car, right?

And a car was something that ordinary people in Lapa simply couldn't touch; even having money wasn't enough.

After being beaten, their families also couldn't say where the two had gone; it seemed they really didn't know.

The police chief wiped the blood off his hands with a handkerchief and came out of the low room, where the suppressed, painful wailing still lingered.

He drove back to the police station at lightning speed and reported the findings.

After listening to his report, the police chief frowned, "Go check their friends' houses and see if they are hiding in their friends' homes."

"The city is only so big; they can't hide anywhere else; they must still be in the city."

The long-distance buses from Zhuolan to the outside had completely stopped, and the trains were the same.

If these two people wanted to leave Zhuolan, there were only two ways.

One was to take a boat and leave directly, but there were already many police officers at the pier, and there were no boats entering or leaving today.

Another method was to take transportation to leave the city, but there was no transportation running now either.

After all, the whole country was in chaos; buses and such might have a chance to get out, but there wasn't necessarily a chance to come back.

The trains were the same; who knew if those Federals had destroyed the tracks, so they just stopped running altogether. Moreover, this kind of "suspension of operations" could also effectively reduce the flow of people everywhere, to a certain extent reducing the spread of some chaos.

So these people were still in the city, unless they left the city on foot.

But that was about the same as courting death.

The police chief listened to the chief's arrangement, brought his legs together, and stood straight with a "snap," "I understand, I'll go arrange it right away."

The police chief nodded, "If you find the people, bring them back immediately; ensure they are at least alive, understand?"

The police chief nodded; the chief's implication was already very obvious: to prevent these two people from escaping halfway, they must be controlled.

And the simplest way to control a criminal so they wouldn't escape was to break their legs!

A large number of police cars drove toward the neighborhood where the two lived; they were going to search house by house, striving to find these people as soon as possible.

At the same time, the three of them were already drunk.

Alcohol was something that the more you drank, the more you felt it wasn't enough.

At first, the young man had to persuade them to drink, but after a few cups, they started to pour alcohol for themselves and drink actively.

The alcohol relaxed their tense nerves to a certain extent, making them feel much more comfortable.

So they drank more heartily, and before long, they were leaning on the bed, drowsy, not knowing if they were drunk or asleep.

The young man slapped himself; his face was already slightly swollen, but he couldn't feel any intense pain.

However, this pain was enough to make him pull himself together.

He looked at the two of them, then locked the door and left; he had to go report to the Federals now.

Along the way, there were police cars and police officers everywhere; he shrank his neck.

On the way to the Federals, he was stopped by the police twice; they checked his belongings and investigated his name before letting him pass.

Fortunately, he hadn't walked too far, maybe two or three kilometers, when he saw two cars driving slowly on the side of the road.

He suddenly ran over, waving his hands as he ran.

The two cars soon stopped, and a young man in the back seat of the front car, who shouldn't have been much older than him, sat by the window and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young man leaned over, "I know where the people you are looking for are."

The people in the car were all stunned for a moment, and the person sitting by the window asked, "You know who we are looking for?"

The young man nodded and said, "I know, two young men; they attacked a Federal and then killed him."

"And they also stole his belt, shoes, watch, wallet, and so on."

These more detailed descriptions made them believe that this person really knew.

"You'd better not play us!" The person by the door sat inside and then pushed open the car door, "Get in and take us there."

The young man was a bit restrained, "I can run back; it's not far from here."

But the people in the car asked him to get in again, so he had no choice but to get in.

It wasn't that he wasn't willing, but he was afraid he would dirty the car.

This was the first time in his life he had sat in a car, and he was trembling slightly with excitement.

Soon, under his guidance, the two cars arrived at the place where he lived, but at this time, a large number of police officers had already gathered here.

"My god, they..."

The young man didn't even need to say anything; the others had already seen the two young men being dragged out of a dilapidated house by the police and thrown into a car.

The person sitting next to the young man asked, "Is it them?"

The young man nodded, "It's them."

The police officers on duty clearly also noticed the two cars on the side of the road; they knew that the foreigners were also looking for these two people, but they didn't know why the foreigners wanted to do this.

Just instinctively, they immediately stuffed the two criminals into the car.

Lapa was not the Federation; the police here were not equipped with enough vehicles, and they didn't even have horses.

Most of the police in the city, the vast majority of police, relied on their own legs for movement.

Only the police chief, who was considered a mid-level or higher officer in the police force, had his own police car.

There was only one police car at the scene, and one police chief here.

He looked at those cars twice, had people handcuff the two criminals, back-cuffed and leg-cuffed, to ensure they wouldn't run away, then he sat in the passenger seat and let his driver sit in the driver's seat, "Drive, drive faster."

He didn't know why, but seeing these people following him closely made him a bit nervous.

As the police car started to accelerate, the two Federal cars also started to accelerate; the young man was still depressed that he had lost this good opportunity, but soon he realized that he hadn't lost it.

It was just... this process was really too exciting!

After driving for a few minutes, the police chief kept observing the two foreign vehicles following him through the rearview mirror; just when he was frowning and unsure what these people were going to do.

One of the armored vehicles suddenly accelerated and chased up from his side.

He turned his head and could see those people in the car opposite looking down at him slightly.

Then the next second, that brick-like car, which clearly looked bigger and stronger, slammed its steering toward their side; the police car was immediately intercepted and stopped, turning in a different direction in the middle of the road.

Immediately after, the second car crashed into it head-on!

Everything happened extremely fast, probably in just seven or eight seconds, and the three cars stopped in the middle of the road.

Some people around were watching, but some hurriedly returned home and closed their doors tightly, not wanting to be implicated.

In a country like Lapa, once you were selected by the police as an "eyewitness," it meant huge risks falling from the sky!

People from the Lanse family got out of the car, and one of them, who was clearly the leader of their group, a combat captain, walked to the side of the police car.

The police chief held the toolbox and looked up; the violent collision caused him to briefly lose his sense of balance. He looked at the foreigners approaching outside the window with an ugly expression and said painfully, "Do you know what you are doing?"

He unbuckled his holster and pulled out the pistol he was carrying.

He knew very well that these people were highly likely to take these two criminals away; he didn't know why these people wanted to do this, but he knew he couldn't let them succeed.

Otherwise, the police chief would skin him alive; at the same time, he also felt deep fear. Were these Federals so bold?

He didn't point the pistol at these Federals, just raised it slightly to indicate that he had a weapon and told them not to mess around.

But what greeted him was the combat captain opening his windbreaker, then raising the submachine gun hidden under the windbreaker, and pulling the trigger.

The sound of shooting was very dense, not particularly noisy or loud; it was just maybe two or three seconds, and it was all fired empty.

Bullets flew around in the front seat of the police car; the driver and the police chief soon lost their breath under the strafing. Until his death, the police chief didn't understand why these people would do this, nor could he understand how they dared to open fire!

The two people in the back seat were already stunned; they were dragged down numbly and then pushed into the armored vehicle.

The two cars turned around and soon disappeared into the city streets.

More than ten minutes later, four or five police cars arrived at the scene, and the police chief arrived at the scene in person. He looked at his dead colleague and the empty police car, and his face was terribly ugly!

The police chief might not know why these foreigners wanted these two young men, but the police chief knew.

A twenty-four-hour ultimatum!

He immediately returned to the police station and reported this matter; it was no longer something he could handle.

Moreover, those foreigners also opened fire in the street and shot and killed local police officers, which made the police chief feel some terror!

They opened fire on the police chief unscrupulously; did it also mean that as long as it was necessary, they would dare to open fire on him too?

Fuck!

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