Chapter 432 - This Is Reality (1/2)

When Mr. Coffee arrived, reporters were already swarming the parking lot.

“Let the victim’s family go in first,” said Mr. Coffee as he lifted the cordon.

At the same time, a blonde policewoman who was standing nearby suddenly walked over and stopped him.

“Sorry, no entry here.”

“I didn’t want to do this, since I’ve despised such people in the novels and movies. But one has to admit, it’s pretty cool doing it once in a while,” Mr. Coffee coughed lightly, before suddenly turning serious, “Who is your chief? Ask him to come see me…”

The policewoman frowned. “Sir, if you continue to cause trouble, I’ll have to arrest you,” she insisted sternly.

“I bet you won’t do it, because, let me tell you what’s going to happen. In exactly half a minute, your phone is going to ring, and your chief will ask you to let me go in,” Mr. Coffee smiled.

Having freshly graduated police academy, the blonde policewoman still had a heart full of pa.s.sion for upholding justice. Whatever Mr. Coffee just said triggered that very pa.s.sion. With one hand on the handcuffs on her waist, she pointed menacingly with the other, saying, “No. The law is sacred and inviolable.”

“I like how you turn so serious when you’re talking to me,” Mr. Coffee winked.

The moment Mr. Coffee was done talking, the policewoman’s cell phone rang. Her expression changed the moment she saw who was calling. She walked away, answering the call without looking back. Mr. Coffee could hear the policewoman arguing with her superior, but somehow, she appeared defeated. Her boss must have said something harsh, too, for when she walked over, she was sobbing.

“As I said, the world doesn’t work the right way most of the time. It’s a pity, but this is reality.”

Mr.Coffee had already spotted Vincent, first to arrive at the parking lot. The puffy middle-aged man next to him should be the chief of the police station. The two were walking together, and Vincent made a hold-on gesture with his palm.

Mr. Coffee turned to the policewoman, “Justice and evil are just two different factions. There is no distinction between them. The most powerful side will claim victory in the end, but no matter which side you choose, you stick to your principles.” After that, the policewoman looked to be deep in thought.

At that, Mr. Coffee smiled lightly, turning his attention to Vincent and the director.

Vincent’s face was virtually expressionless.

“I didn’t know you had the ambition to be a mentor,” said Vincent.

“I don’t have anything to do anyway,” Mr. Coffee rubbed his hands, “So? How did it go? Is my companion dead?”

“No, but she is seriously injured and is receiving treatment below.”

“Tsk tsk, that woman is just amazing. Even an RPG can’t kill her. Just like me, she is a monster as well. Let’s go check on her.”

Nas

On the second floor of the parking lot, Scarlet’s eyes were shut when she was carried into an ambulance. Her left shoulder was severely injured, and her scapula suffered from a comminuted fracture. The doctor had just repositioned her index and little finger that was garishly bent 90 degrees upward. He even fixed one of her knees that had popped out of its socket.