Shadow Empire - Chapter 947: Evidence is needed for everything

The first awakening was usually the moment the police burst into their friends' rooms and pulled them out of bed.

When they saw more than a dozen police officers surrounding them, their hearts sank in an instant and they knew they were doomed.

They were not sure if it was a betrayal by their friends, nor did they know what situation they would face next, but they knew that they were doomed!Although murder is a felony in Lapa, this felony has a prerequisite - the murderer must be caught.

If the murderer can be caught, then murder is a serious crime. If the murderer cannot be caught, then he is not guilty.

At this moment, they are full of regret for what they have done before and may even shed tears of regret.

It’s not that they realize they have done anything wrong, they are just a little scared, scared of death and unknown punishment.

The moment they were forced into the police car, the sky had already turned completely dark.

By this time they were only half sober from the wine they had drunk.

At first, the bullets only shattered their bones and flesh.

The bullets behind caused blood and flesh to splatter everywhere.

They screamed and even peed themselves out of fear.

When the two men were dragged out of the car like dead dogs, they were completely sober and the sky was completely dark.

There is still a high possibility that they will think that the person who said this is bragging, but now, they believe it.

Because they were really awake, without any sleepiness or drunkenness at all!Not even a little bit!Not only that, they also burst into tears and even urinated uncontrollably.

They didn't dare to speak, just huddled in the seats and let these people take them out of the city.

They came to a very special area. As Zhuolan people, they didn't even know this place existed.

They were brought in, and then the car stopped and the door was opened.

The two of them were dragged out of the car by their hair. The two young men sitting in the front seat started attacking them after dragging them out.

Inhumane attack.

They didn't care whether the two men were dead or alive and kicked them hard, cursing at them as they kicked.

"Fake!"

One of the stronger guys had several cuts on his head from being kicked in, and his face was covered in blood.

He lay on the ground holding his head and begging. At this moment, they were extremely frightened!

The next second, the man who beat him grabbed his hair and tore off a piece of his scalp as he screamed at the top of his lungs. But he quickly grabbed another piece and dragged him to the side of the car, pointing to a water stain on the car that was obviously emitting a foul smell and said, "Lick it clean!"

The young man immediately raised his hands and cried, "I'll lick it right away!"

The person behind him cursed "Fuck" and then straightened his clothes.

He is so angry!He loved the car, but two assholes peed on it and he was pissed!Perhaps after seeing the other party lick him a few times, he calmed down and snorted coldly, "You two, follow me..."

This is the land that Lance bought. He built some buildings here, all using prefabricated Federal steel structures.

Lance stood behind the top floor window and watched everything that happened in the parking lot. Without turning his head, he said to Hiram, "Your men have as bad tempers as you do!"

Hiram blew his hair, a smug look on his face, "This shows that our temperaments are compatible!"

He paused, "And then?"

"What are we going to do?"

Clean city.

Here we are referring to the air condition. There is no industrial pollution and the city can be seen very clearly whenever you stand on a high place and look at it.

Large areas of slums surround a bustling city center and wealthy areas in the south.

It is hard to imagine that in a place where this person earns less than five federal soles a month, there is a golf course comparable to the best in the federation, as well as a heated swimming pool, tennis courts, basketball courts, and various sports facilities.

A large group of people were in the garbage-filled river, looking for some money to exchange for the garbage that was washed down from the "uptown".

What is trash to rich people may be valuable to poor people.

There are many people who make a living from this, standing in the sewage river without any protection, looking for something that can bring a little living expenses to him and his family.

"I never thought these people could endure until today without doing anything."

"Most of the Yalan region is like this. Do you know what I thought of?"

He then turned to look at Hiram, who shook his head, "I don't know."

Then Lance took a half step to the side and looked at the people sitting or standing behind him, "What about you?"

They all shook their heads, not sure.

“I thought of God’s pastures with their gentle lambs!”

His eyes quickly fell on the limit of his vision in the distance, where several police cars were driving towards this side one after another.

"And some wild dogs."

The person who came was the police chief. When he heard that someone had been kidnapped, he immediately mobilized a group of people with weapons and went to the hotel.

Along the way, he didn't say a word, and the atmosphere in the police car was very silent.

When the mayor heard that the person was caught but lost again, he hung up the phone immediately.

what does this mean?This means that at least the mayor has sentenced him to death!He doesn't want to die.

He didn't want anything to happen. He just wanted to come to work safely, go home safely, or go out for social events, just like any other day in the past, and repeat this day over and over again.

He seemed to have made some decision, some determination, and he came here with such desperate and ardent determination.

Lance did not meet the two criminals. To him, these two people were not important characters and it was not necessary for him to meet them in person.

They just happened to play an unlucky role in a bad event, that's all.

They are important, but not that important.

Seven or eight minutes later, six police cars arrived outside Lance's territory and they were stopped at the gate.

Originally, the police chief was planning to force his way in, but when he saw that most of the people here were holding submachine guns or rifles, he felt that it was not necessary to force their way in and they could negotiate it out.

He wanted to meet Lance, and Lance decided to give him this opportunity, but he could only go alone, and could bring at most one other person.

The police chief selected a subordinate he believed to be trustworthy. The two surrendered their weapons and were released after a thorough body search. They had been here before. This was just a piece of wasteland on the outskirts of the city. Lance bought it last year and said he wanted to build a manor here.

From the moment he entered the hall, he felt another kind of splendor. Led by members of the Lance family, the two entered the elevator and soon arrived at the top floor where they met Lance.

"Sit down." Lance turned around and looked at him.

At this moment, everything the police chief saw created a very strong visual impact.

The entire city, including the tiny presidential palace in the distance, became Lance's background at this moment. He was a little dazed, and in his trance he seemed to see the future of this city and this country.

It wasn't until his trusted men touched him gently that he came to his senses.

I don't know why the determination I had made in my heart seemed to have collapsed at this moment.

It was as if he had made the decision in a very short time, and he had untied himself in a very short time.

His back suddenly became less straight, then he nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down.

He walked to his desk, picked up the ivory cigarette case on the table, and took out a cigarette.

The person standing next to him immediately lit a cigarette for him. Everything happened naturally without any sense of deliberateness.

He took a puff of his cigarette and looked at the police chief. "They told me that you were very tough downstairs and insisted on seeing me."

"Now that you've seen me, why don't you have anything to say?"

He didn't mention the murder of a sheriff.

It's just a sheriff. If the death of a sheriff can lead to the resolution of this matter the way everyone wants, then let alone the death of one sheriff, even if two, three, five, or even ten sheriffs die, then it would be great.

For the gentlemen living among the wealthy people over there, this is all acceptable.

It's just a sheriff. If they just point their fingers at someone, won't that make there be another sheriff?After all, they are still the bottom of society, the untouchables, and no matter how many deaths they have, it will not make them angry.

The police chief opened his mouth and after two or three seconds he said, "The witnesses said they saw someone..." He turned his head and glanced at the people standing around the room, "someone dressed like you guys."

Lance shook his head again, "It's just the same clothes."

"If I wear a police uniform, does that mean I am a police officer?"

"Just because someone wears the same clothes as them doesn't necessarily mean they are one of us."

"But the more this is the case, the more careful you should be."

“Behind authority is responsibility!”

"If you don't have evidence, you can't trample on the rules willfully just because you have authority that doesn't belong to you."

"You think those people are my people? It's very simple!" He took a puff of cigarette and exhaled slowly, "Show me the evidence."

"If you don't have evidence..." Lance smiled again, "You know, I'm different from those other foreigners."

"If they are treated unfairly, they may choose to keep quiet in order to avoid more trouble, but I am not that kind of person."

"You will pay for what you have done, Mr. Chief."

"So I'm giving you a friendly reminder..." He pointed at the police chief with the hand holding the cigarette, "...before you're really ready and it breaks, be careful and cautious, that's what you should do."

"Now, do you have any questions?"

The police chief sat there. He didn't say anything, just sat there quietly. After a long while, he seemed to have recovered.

"Mr. White, do you know that if things continue to develop like this, there may be... many casualties?"

Lance looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "So?"

Before he could answer, Lance answered for him, "Aren't the lower class people no different from animals in your eyes?"

"Since when did you actually start to pity the lives of ordinary people?"

He laughed, "It might not be the funniest joke of the year, but it's the funniest joke of the day!"

"Okay, Mr. Chief, if there is nothing else and you can't produce evidence, then you should go find those people instead of talking to me here."

He stood up and looked down at the police chief and his assistant. His eyes were cold and there was something indescribable as if he was looking down on them from a high position.

He shook his head, turned and walked towards the French window, saying, "Send them away."

There was no need for Hiram to take action. Two combat captains walked to the sofa and said, "Please come in!"

"Mr. Director."

After coming out of the building, his expression had calmed down. His trusted subordinates couldn't help but say, "In fact, they did it!"

The police chief said, "Hmm," "But they want evidence now."

A simple piece of evidence stumped them.

In the past, they never talked about things like evidence. If they thought someone was a suspect, they would send the police to bring that person back and then take action.

There is actually a very interesting phenomenon in Lapa.

In some more important cities, such as the capital city of Zhuolan, the crime clearance rate is 100%.

In other words, they have never let any criminal go unpunished, and all cases have been solved, of course, we are talking about criminal cases here.

For example, some cases that do not constitute criminal cases are not included in this record.

They had never been asked to produce evidence until this moment.

His trusted subordinates were also speechless and didn't know how to continue. Evidence, where could they get the evidence?Witness?

Which eyewitness dares to identify Lance and his group of foreigners?

They dare to shoot police officers in the street!Find some people to pretend to be witnesses?This trick might work against Lapa natives, but it is not very effective against these foreigners, and it is also meaningless.

It was not until this moment that he finally realized that he was no different from the ordinary people who were struggling to survive in this city, the untouchables in his eyes.

When the "big trend" hits him, he won't even have the ability to resist. He will be knocked over by the trend, sink into the water, and then become part of the trend.

This damn world!

He returned to the police car, glanced at the sheriffs and police officers around him, and shouted coldly, "Get in the car, go back!"