Zachary Ford's words made Anselm Hall, who had been on edge, let out a long breath of relief.

Shelby Linden excitedly said, "Commissioner Hall, it's a good thing Dirk Carter is moving against Jaden Lawson. We should fully cooperate."

Anselm Hall nodded and said, "That's what I intend to do. Ansel, I'll leave this matter to you."

Ansel Crawford nodded, "Don't worry."

Zachary Ford quickly added, "Ansel, don't be careless. Dirk Carter has targeted Jaden Lawson's goods, Chadric Gates won't act rashly. It's possible that both the police and the coast guard will get involved. So this time, make sure you bring enough people, and if necessary, bring the gear too."

With these words said,

Anselm Hall nodded and said, "Commissioner Ford is right. Last time we were short on people, and the coast guard intercepted the goods. We absolutely can't let that happen again. We'll take not only people from the inspection bureau but also more from our department. Anyway, with Dirk Carter leading the way, even if something massive happens, it won't concern us."

"Alright, I understand."

After Ansel Crawford finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Anselm Hall said, "Commissioner Crawford, remember, on the scene, follow Dirk Carter's orders. Whatever he commands, execute it unconditionally, even if he orders you to use firearms. Don't hesitate, understood?"

"Yes!"

Ansel Crawford responded, turned around, and left.

Anselm Hall plopped down on the sofa.

He said, "Hard work pays off, this matter is finally coming to fruition."

Shelby Linden happily said, "Commissioner Hall, once this matter is settled, there shouldn't be any big issues with you getting promoted to Ronan Customs, right?"

Anselm Hall chuckled and said, "Rest assured, I won't forget you all when I'm elevated."

...

That night.

At nine o'clock in the evening.

Six large containers were transported from pier number 6.

They were stacked to the side.

There weren't many people at the scene, only a few staff members from Prosper Trading were working busily.

Suddenly, police lights flashed, sirens blared, nearly a dozen police cars roared out from all directions, directly surrounding the six containers.

Car doors opened.

Nearly forty fully armed inspection officers quickly exited the vehicles.

They took control of the area around the stacked containers.

The staff from Prosper Trading were immediately apprehended.

Amidst the crowd led by Ansel Crawford,

Dirk Carter approached the containers.

Only to see Dirk Carter soberly say, "Open the boxes!"

At the command,

several staff members stepped forward and forcibly unlocked the containers.

After the doors were opened, they found the containers filled with various kinds of boxes.

Shortly after inspection personnel entered, a staff member hurriedly ran out and excitedly said, "Commissioner Carter, these are electronic products and there's no customs declaration, confirmed as smuggled goods."

This statement brought a smile to Dirk Carter's face and pleased Ansel Crawford as well.

"Continue checking."

Dirk Carter issued the order again.

The staff rushed forward.

The other five containers were also opened one by one.

The five containers contained both electronic products and cigarettes, with an estimated value involved reaching about a billion.

From the current situation, it was already a major smuggling case.

Moreover, through the expedited interrogation of the arrested staff,

they confessed that this batch of goods belonged to Prosper Trading.

In other words, Prosper Trading was undoubtedly involved in smuggling.

Another team of inspectors moved swiftly.

They apprehended Theodore Hughes, the General Manager of Prosper Trading, in the ward of Ardmore City's first people's hospital.

Just as the news of Theodore Hughes' arrest reached the port,

a customs official hurriedly ran over and said to Dirk Carter and Ansel Crawford, "Chiefs, bad news, the police department is here."

Sure enough,

shortly after the words were spoken,

a string of flashing police lights came into view.

Within just a few minutes,

similarly, a dozen police cars arrived at the scene.

A large number of police officers, all fully armed, got out.

Leading them was a person in a white police uniform.

This was none other than Fletcher Childs, the Executive Deputy Director of the Ardmore City Police Department.

Such a heavyweight appeared on stage, something Dirk Carter and the others hadn't anticipated.

"Who's in charge here?"

Fletcher Childs shouted.

Dirk Carter stepped out from the crowd, approached, and said, "I'm Deputy Commissioner Dirk Carter from Customs."

"Dirk Carter? From Kenton County?"

Fletcher Childs was not tall, a bit fat, with a seemingly simple demeanor but a sharp gaze.

"Yes."

Dirk Carter replied.

Fletcher Childs waved his hand.

He said, "You customs people step back; we're taking over here."

Seeing the police approaching,

Dirk Carter smiled and said, "Director Childs, when handling a case, there's a sequence of first come, first served. This batch of goods was clearly seized by customs. What? Not even the basic courtesy? Planning to snatch it openly?"

Perhaps not expecting Dirk Carter to speak to him like this,

Fletcher Childs was momentarily stunned.

Incredulously, he said, "Are you talking to me?"

"Am I talking to a dog otherwise?"

Dirk Carter retorted bluntly.

Fletcher Childs' anger flared up instantly, "Outrageous, Dirk Carter, how dare you speak to me like that?"

"You weren't sure if I was talking to you earlier, and now you know I'm talking to you, huh?"

As soon as this was said,

some people nearby started laughing,

though they were holding their laughter back.

No one dared to be so disorderly right in Fletcher Childs' presence.

"Alright, alright, I've heard you're a smooth talker; it's true. I won't waste words. My final warning to you, leave the goods, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Fletcher Childs, suppressing his anger, said.

Dirk Carter snorted coldly and shouted, "Commissioner Crawford, the police want to steal our goods; what should we do?"

Ansel Crawford was quick on the uptake.

He shouted, "Follow Commissioner Carter's command. Whatever Commissioner Carter wants us to do, we do."

"Alright, stay sharp. If anyone tries to take what's ours, customs isn't easy to push around. If anyone dares an open snatch, we won't be courteous."

This statement was a direct order.

As long as it came from Dirk Carter's mouth, Ansel Crawford naturally had no concerns.

"Have you all heard Commissioner Carter's command?"

The inspection bureau and on-site customs staff shouted loudly, "We heard it!"

The response was resounding.

Fletcher Childs nodded.

He said, "Alright then, since that's the case, I won't worry about saving face. Listen to my order, seize these six containers of goods, and if anyone dares to obstruct, take them all back!"

"Yes!"

The police department people shouted in unison.

Both sides revealed their cards.

The police advanced step by step, while the customs quickly formed a line, blocking the police team.

The atmosphere at this moment was already at its peak of tension.

A standoff was inevitable if any misstep occurred.

The consequences of such a situation were unbearable for anyone.

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