"Hmm, what's the point of worrying about this? We don't need to concern ourselves with this matter. If they ask you, just deflect with various excuses. Let's just pretend like nothing happened. " The captain spoke and then waved his hand, saying, "You can go busy yourself."
"Very well." The policeman replied respectfully and then left the room. The entire police station was aware of this matter to some extent, so the captain didn't keep the one hundred thousand yuan to himself, but rather distributed it among everyone, ensuring a unified stance. After all, they were taking bribes and not doing their jobs. If this were to come to light, they could all potentially lose their positions.
"Hmph, uncle, let's go upstairs." Downstairs, Bidegla's mouth curved into a cold smile as he pulled his uncle along. He had previously sensed the evasive look in the policeman's eyes when he spoke, suspecting that they were involved in such matters. Their captain wasn't simply absent; he had completely ignored the matter and remained comfortably on the second floor, even claiming not to have come to work. Bidegla felt a chilling panic. Using the people's taxes without seeking justice for the people - what's the difference between such police officers and maggots? If it weren't for Bidegla's ability to see through with X-ray vision, he might not have noticed the hidden agenda.
"Why are we going upstairs?" At this moment, Niko Haimes asked in confusion.
"Their captain is upstairs. The person just now was deceiving us," Bidegla said, then quickly ascended the stairs to the second floor. Before they even reached the top, they ran into the same policeman from before.
"I told you to wait downstairs. Why are you coming up?" the policeman asked.
"Hmm, perhaps you should ask yourself that," Bidegla couldn't be bothered with such people and simply pulled him aside.
"Both of you, stop right there!" the policeman shouted and rushed towards them. He didn't know why Bidegla and his companions were coming upstairs, but he feared that they might have discovered something fishy about the captain.
"If you don't want to die, you can let me go," Bidegla coldly said as he pulled his uncle along and left. Meanwhile, Niko Haimes was filled with doubts. How did Bidegla know the captain was upstairs when they were downstairs before? And judging by the policeman's demeanor, it seemed like he was genuinely afraid of something being exposed.
Dragging Niko Haimes along, Bidegla quickly arrived at a door and without knocking, he kicked it open with force. Bidegla would show great respect to the police officers who worked diligently and devotedly, much like Shina Macai, who often worked tirelessly on cases. However, the vermin in the room was not like the good police officer Shina Macai. Therefore, there was no need to be polite to such scum.
"Who are you?" The door suddenly flew open over two meters, and the police captain inside was greatly surprised, quickly sitting upright in his chair.
"Hmm, you're asking who we are?" Seeing this captain, Bidegla immediately sneered, because the captain had just been leisurely resting with his feet up on the table, like an old man. There was no trace of a police officer in him. This was clearly a place for his own enjoyment.
"Captain, they are the ones who reported the case last night," the policeman who had just come in said.
"Damn it." Upon hearing his subordinate's words, the captain cursed loudly in his heart. If you hadn't called me captain, I might have been able to get away with it. Now that you've said it, how can I shirk responsibility? This is simply absurd.
"Ha." The captain's face displayed a hint of professional smile, then he stood up and said, "So you are the families of the victims. Please, have a seat. I was actually going to call you, but it seems you've arrived ahead of time."
The captain lied without batting an eye, which amused Bidegla.
"No need to sit. Just tell me who's behind this incident. Since the police can't handle this kind of problem, I'll take matters into my own hands. A bunch of incompetents!" Bidegla cursed, unapologetically.
"You...," the captain almost reached for the handcuffs on his waist upon hearing Bidegla's words. But he knew he was in the wrong, so he suppressed his anger and said, "We have been investigating this case all night. I believe we will have results in a few more days. Please be patient, and I assure you, you will be satisfied with the outcome."
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Is this captain still lying? Is this a competent policeman?
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the ground shook violently, as Bidegla's fist smashed into the captain's desk.
The previously sturdy desk, under Bidegla's fist, cracked and shattered into pieces.
"You don't have to say anything. I promise my next punch will land on you. If you want to die, I can grant your wish," Bidegla's tone was cold.
Seeing Bidegla shatter the desk with a single punch, the captain was startled. He had mocked the arrival of a strong man earlier, but what use is strength? In a position of absolute dominance, the weak have no say, and are at the mercy of the powerful.
But now, witnessing Bidegla casually destroy the desk, he was genuinely taken aback. How could an ordinary person have such power?
Feeling the impact of this realization, he felt his insides churn, and even Bidegla was taken aback.
But at the thought of the county party secretary, he straightened his chest and said firmly, "I understand your feelings, but we are handling this matter. I ask for your patience."
"It seems you want to die," Bidegla's icy killing intent could no longer be concealed. In that moment, he turned into a shadow, and the next thing the captain knew, he was flying through the air, crashing into the cold wall, Bidegla's hand gripping his neck, lifting him up.
"I'll ask you one more time. Who is behind this? If you don't tell me, I guarantee you won't live to see the next second. Don't test my patience, because it's limited!" Bidegla spoke, with a glint of murder in his eyes, leaving the captain trembling in fear.
His neck was tightly held by Bidegla, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. He could hear from Bidegla's words that if he didn't do as told, he might die right there.
After years of being a policeman, few dared to speak to him this way, but now, his life was in Bidegla's hands. He wanted to argue, but feared for his life.
The suffocating agony continued to assault his mind, so within two seconds, he shouted, "The person who harmed your family is the son of the county party secretary. I really have nothing to do with this."
Even the most stubborn person will compromise under the threat of death. The blind captain was truly afraid of Bidegla, so without hesitation, he revealed the name of the county party secretary.
To die for no reason is pointless. If there's a chance to live, no one wants to die.
"Speak up sooner, and you won't have to suffer like this," Bidegla sneered, then forcefully threw the captain into the corner, causing him to fall to the ground in disarray, his eyes seeing stars.
Taking greedy breaths of fresh air, the captain suddenly drew his sidearm from his waist and pointed it at Bidegla, coldly saying, "You have openly assaulted an officer here, so why not surrender peacefully?"
With a smug smile, the captain added, "No matter how strong you are, can you withstand another hit from me?"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a dark figure looming in front of him. Before he could fire, a grating sound of metal scraping against metal filled the air.
Bidegla had seized his gun and twisted it into a lump of iron.
"Little policeman, I warn you, having a gun doesn't make you invincible in this society. I see that you are a police officer, so I don't want to harm you, but while death can be forgiven, life's crimes are inescapable."
With cold indifference, Bidegla landed a punch on the captain's stomach, nearly causing his eyes to bulge out.
"Aunt, let's go," Bidegla said, turning away without another glance at the disgusting policeman.
"Bidegla, wait for me," Niko Haimes, who was left utterly stunned, finally reacted and hurriedly chased after Bidegla.
He had heard that Bidegla had been in many fights during college, but to twist a gun into a pretzel with his bare hands? Was this a real-life television drama?
"Captain, are you alright?" After Bidegla and the other person left, the policeman hurriedly checked on the captain's injuries.
As police officers, they were more skilled than ordinary people, but Bidegla's movements just now were completely untraceable, almost like teleportation. Was he even human?
Watching the captain convulsing on the ground, the policeman couldn't help but feel relieved that he wasn't the one who had been beaten. Otherwise, his fate might have been just as tragic as the captain's.
"Damn it, call an ambulance for me," the captain cursed, clutching his stomach in intense pain.
"Aunt, the police can't help us with this matter anymore. You don't need to follow me. I will handle this in my own way. You should go back," Bidegla said.
"Bidegla, you..." Upon hearing Bidegla's words, Niko Haimes wanted to stop him but didn't know how to do so.
He had wanted to ask Bidegla why he was so skilled, as he didn't seem like the person he knew. But thinking about how the police had turned a blind eye to the situation and even deceived them, he knew that getting the police to help again was impossible.
"What do you want to do? I've built up quite a network of contacts through years of doing business, and they might be able to help. Should I go call them?" Niko Haimes grabbed Bidegla and asked.
"Heh, do you really think they would go against the county party secretary for you? If there's a lucrative business opportunity, they might agree quickly, but in this kind of situation, I can guarantee that they won't help," Bidegla said, leaving Niko Haimes feeling embarrassed.
Indeed, the county party secretary was the highest-ranking official in Qing County, and no matter how wealthy the businessmen were, they wouldn't dare to oppose such a person.
But considering that the police were no longer investigating the case, he reluctantly made a call to his closest friend, regardless of the outcome. They would have to provide an explanation if the businessmen put pressure on the county party secretary.