"Impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
In the office of the Second Squad of the Narcotics Division, the windows buzzed and vibrated.
A man with a leonine face glared fiercely at the woman before him and the four expressionless men and women behind her, letting out a roar.
His nostrils flared, his face flushed crimson like a jujube, and veins bulged on his skin. His visible anger carried a ferocity that seemed ready to devour someone.
Eve's delicate face lifted slightly. "Deputy Squad Leader Stran, I also find it hard to believe that all the officers responsible for the escort perished. However, it has happened. Now, please cooperate with the colleagues from the Internal Affairs Department and undergo a lie detector test."
"But all my brothers died!"
"And now you want to polygraph me? This is the greatest insult!"
Facing the furious Deputy Squad Leader Stran, Eve's lips moved, uttering words that shocked him to his core. "However, upon examination, the drugs in the truck had already been replaced with flour. And your men were responsible for guarding the warehouse!"
When Stran heard that the contraband in the truck had been replaced with actual flour before the hijacking, he was first incredulous. Then, as if a thought struck him, his fierce gaze snapped to an inconspicuous, middle-aged man in the corner, who was staring in astonishment at the unfolding scene. "Saddam, it was you!"
The honest-faced, middle-aged man looked utterly bewildered. "Deputy Squad Leader, what? What on earth happened? Why didn't Tuo'er and the others come to work today?"
With such an appearance, anyone seeing him for the first time would subconsciously assume his innocence.
But Eve, having been tipped off by Dean, knew that this unremarkable team member was the true serpent lurking in the shadows.
A small smile involuntarily touched her lips.
Today, she would witness a spectacular case of dog-eat-dog...
The lie detector test was merely an appetizer.
Did they really imagine she'd been at the Narcotics Division all this time, doing nothing?
Although Dean hadn't said anything, she couldn't afford to be naive.
These two men could not leave the Narcotics Division alive today!
Someone would make a move.
And all she had to do was turn a blind eye.
「Central Bureau, Homicide Division, Fourth Squad Office.」
Harry, after listening to Carlo recount the entire incident, couldn't stop a pained grimace from spreading across his face. "F**k! Such an exciting shootout, and I, Revolver Harry, missed it! This will definitely be the second greatest regret of my detective career!"
Curiosity flickered on Carlo's face. "What's the first?"
Harry looked utterly dejected. "When I first joined the force, an old timer asked if I wanted to join the public security squad. I thought the pay was too low and refused. Only later did I find out that squad was in charge of prostitution raids."
Carlo: "...Wow."
He gained an even deeper understanding of Harry's shamelessness.
As they were bantering, Dean walked over to them holding a book. He tapped Harry's chest with it. "Buddy, are you sure you wish you'd been at the scene?"
Confronted by Dean's teasing gaze, Harry instinctively looked away, though he stubbornly retorted, "Dean, you know I love using revolvers because I have a cowboy dream. Cowboys don't fear death!"
"But if you had been there, I have a feeling you really would have died."
Daisy cheerfully tossed a stack of photos onto the table. "Those three robbers served in the Middle East and participated in more than fifteen assault missions. During the attack, in just over a minute, their Grim Reaper's Claws fired over two hundred bullets with deadly accuracy, killing five officers from the Narcotics Division responsible for the escort. It's a shame the intersection's surveillance cameras were likely disabled by them. Otherwise, I'd really be looking forward to seeing your expression after you watched the footage of the fight."
"Grim Reaper's Claws?" Harry's voice cracked upon hearing the name of the notorious gang favorite, a weapon responsible for countless bloody scenes. His tough facade finally crumbled.
"Alright!" Dean clapped his hands. "Carlo, people from the Internal Affairs Department are here at the bureau. Since you coincidentally appeared at the heist scene, you'll also need to take a polygraph. Just answer their questions truthfully. I'll handle the rest."
He had anticipated these procedures.
Therefore, before and after the operation, he hadn't told Carlo too much, only that, according to intelligence, the criminals who had previously wiped out that thief's family might target the transport vehicle.
Eve, on her end, had also maintained email correspondence with him to prepare for today's situation.
Dean wasn't worried about any procedural problems.
Carlo had been notified by Dean the previous day, so his reaction was quite normal.
If one were to ask whom police officers disliked the most, the people from Internal Affairs would undoubtedly top the list.
And the Internal Affairs Department itself was the most dreaded entity within Internal Affairs!
Every year, members of the Internal Affairs Department were victims of covert shootings.
There was only one reason: officers earned promotions by solving cases, while personnel from the Internal Affairs Department advanced their careers by investigating their own colleagues.
Their relationship was inherently adversarial.
The higher-ups were taking the problems emerging within the Narcotics Division very seriously.
Even Dean and Carlo, the two detectives who had killed the robbers and saved face for the Detective Bureau, did not escape scrutiny from the Internal Affairs Department.
The first to undergo the polygraph was Dean, the team leader.
The ones conducting his lie detector test were a man and a woman, both dressed in suits. The woman sat opposite Dean. The man stood in front of him, affixing electrodes to his skin and placing finger-cot-like devices on his fingers. The setup somewhat resembled a hospital EKG, though the polygraph machine looked far more complex.
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