Chapter 338: The Restless Volcano

Inside the city of Rio, within the office building of the State Security Bureau.

"Report!"

"Come in..."

Hearing the knocking sound from outside his office, Kapengsi, who had only recently been transferred from the capital Brasilia to serve as the police district commander in Rio, responded with a hoarse throat.

Immediately, the door to his office was pushed open, and two serious-looking middle-aged white men walked in.

"Sir, we have arrived!"

As soon as Kapengsi saw the two who had entered, a look of joy involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Pier, Bolante, you finally made it... Sit, do you need to drink something?"

Being able to see two old subordinates in Rio, Kapengsi was clearly very happy.

However, his current appearance gave the two white police officers who had followed him for many years quite a shock.

Unkempt beard, messy hair, tired eyes, and those dark circles clearly caused by lack of sleep—all of this told them that Kapengsi, once respectfully known as the 'Highland Eagle', was now in trouble, and not small trouble at that.

Exchanging glances, Pier and Bolante cautiously replied: "Sir, we are not thirsty. You should first talk to us about the situation here in Rio..."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately saw the smile on Kapengsi's face vanish, replaced by a furrowed brow and a livid expression.

"Alright, I think I don't need to waste my breath; you have probably heard some rumors, I am in trouble..."

Kapengsi sighed as he walked back behind his desk and sat down, looking at his two old subordinates, unable to help but shake his head.

Pier nodded slightly and asked cautiously: "We did hear some rumors; it is said that things have not been peaceful in Rio recently!"

"More than just not peaceful, Rio is practically a live volcano right now!"

Kapengsi smiled bitterly, then took a stack of documents from his desk drawer and tossed them onto the table in front of him, "Take them and see for yourselves!"

Pier and Bolante looked at each other; the latter, who had transferred from the military, was clearly much more decisive than the former. Without any hesitation, he immediately stood up and walked over, picked up a few documents, and his expression changed drastically.

"Investigation report on Case 5... Still no leads on those assassinated high-ranking government officials?"

Opening another one, "November Rio police casualty report... 127 dead or injured in the whole state in one month?"

The next one, "Drug abuse rampant across the state? Insiders reveal at least seven major deals completed within half a month? Suspected increase of over ten thousand new drug users?"

"Possibly over one thousand military rifles flowed into the hands of gangs? Not ruling out more powerful heavy weaponry?"

The more Bolante and Pier read, the more alarmed they became, and the uglier their expressions grew.

The two scanned the documents quickly, and after only ten minutes or so of reading through the stack, they looked at Kapengsi in unison, finally understanding what had tortured this tough guy—praised by the Brazil police circles as the 'Highland Eagle' for his hardline methods—into his current state.

"Understand now..."

Kapengsi asked his two subordinates with a bitter smile, his face looking exceptionally haggard.

Pier and Bolante nodded, their expressions solemn.

"Sir, if these documents are true, we have reason to believe that Rio... no, the entire state of Rio de Janeiro, is now on the verge of a crisis."

Indeed, with officials from the police, judiciary, and even some government departments being assassinated, and the cases remaining unsolved, the internal administration is currently in a state of panic.

Drugs are rampant, and gangs have purchased large quantities of arms; what are they trying to do? Do they really take the inaction of the Brazil government as weakness to be bullied?

If not, then this is even more terrifying.

There were no fools in Kapengsi's office; even though they had just arrived in Rio and were not yet familiar with the situation, both Pier and Bolante were old hands who had spent many years in police circles.

In a very short time, the two confirmed Kapengsi's view: Rio was now a live volcano, a live volcano that could erupt at any moment.

"The drug problem is hard to investigate; it involves too many aspects. However, large-scale incoming drugs must leave some traces. Sir, you know I have been in charge of anti-narcotics for many years, I have some experience in this area, and if needed, I can try to investigate..."

Pier pondered for a moment and took the initiative to speak.

Because of its special geographical location and historical background, Brazil has a long history of drug production in its surroundings and even within its own borders, so it has always been one of the countries in the world most severely harmed by drugs.

Pier had been in charge of anti-narcotics in many parts of Brazil, and his experience in this area was indeed rich.

Kapengsi nodded at him with relief, "I will have to trouble you!"

Bolante, however, appeared very hesitant.

Seeing that Kapengsi was waiting for his response, he hesitated for a moment before replying: "Sir, I know you transferred me here because you value my years of experience in the military police system. However, the situation in Rio now exceeds my imagination. You know, in most cases, the military police have the ability to suppress the provocations of gangs and drug lords, but that is based on the inequality of power between the enemy and us. A large amount of weaponry has flowed into Rio now; once a conflict starts, I cannot predict the consequences!"

Kapengsi sighed; he understood what Bolante meant.

Although the Brazil government has always been suppressing gangs and drug lords, the intensity is far less than what they advertise.

For example, this South American power maintains a large-scale military police system, equipped with large quantities of standard military weapons and even armored vehicles, but every time they launch a large-scale crackdown on gangs and drug lords entrenched in the city slums, they rarely encounter the kind of stubborn resistance seen in Mexico. This is because the military police have a sense of 'nurturing bandits to ensure their own importance'; as long as the other side yields first and retreats for a while to give the military police some face, the military police will not continue to hunt them down, and many times they will even tacitly open up the blockade to cooperate with the other side's withdrawal.

This is also the reason why Brazil has wanted to abolish the military police for decades but has failed to do so. If you really calculate it, although the military police are better equipped than patrol officers and the civilian police officers sitting in the station offices, their actual combat effectiveness is really not as strong as advertised.

Moreover, Kapengsi had already received news confirming that a large amount of weaponry had recently flowed into Rio, and an old hand like Bolante, who had spent many years in the military police system, immediately saw the danger behind this.

He and Kapengsi both understood that, not to mention whether the military police had the ability to suppress them with full force, as long as they dared to take this stance, then what awaited them would definitely be a scene that no one wanted to see.

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