"Boss, someone reported the case and said he witnessed a murder on the street. What should I do now?"

Prondo, who had just returned to the police station, had one foot outside the door, and a young police officer came over, stood beside him, pointed to an old woman sitting on the bench beside him. Prondo rolled his eyes, burped, and vomited a smell of alcohol, "What should I do? Of course, it is to investigate and find the murderer. Do you still have to take you with you to do it before you know what to do?"

Just as he was about to walk inside, he was about to return to the lounge in the office and lie down for a while, the young policeman took a step and stopped him again. It took only half a second to see his face change from impatientness to a little anger. There was a hint of anger in his eyes, and his tone was very unfriendly, "I said damn it, what else is there? Is it because of whose cow lost? Or is the sewer blocked?"

The young officer whispered with an awkward smile on his face: "It's Wood's confidant, Mr. Jim, who died."

The slightly smoky alcohol dissipated from Prondo's body in an instant. He shivered, grabbed the young policeman's collar, and lifted him to his face, almost facing his face, "Are you talking about Wood? Wood, Wood? Is his dog-legged Jim?" Seeing the young policeman nodding, Prondo pushed him away and strode towards his office, "Tell me clearly, I remember you mean murder in the street? Then there must be more than one witness. Find out the matter for me, come with me first."

When he was about to enter the office, he knocked on the desk close to the office. A beautiful woman in her thirties looked up at him, "Let Xiuen get over, immediately!" After saying that, Prondo fell head-on into the office, and the little policeman followed closely.

Sitting in the comfortable boss' chair, Plando tore the collar that fits his neck very well. He pointed to the cup on the bar side, "Get me some damn ice water, God, you learned to stand in the police academy, have you learned to stand in prison? Open your eyes, there are many things in this world that you have to do!"

The young policeman lowered his head and walked to the bar to get a glass of ice water for Mr. Plando. To put it simply, it was cold water with ice. It is said that small freezers for household use have begun to be sold in the capital, but it is still too far away for Trère. All the ice cubes in the city come from Trère ice factory. Ice cubes are divided into three levels, namely ice cubes made of boiled water, ice cubes made of tap water and ice cubes made of well water.

The materials used are different, and the prices are of course different. Mr. Plando is of course the best one.

He took the cup that was already emitting cold air and took a big mouthful, and he felt a sense of relief all over. This was not good for the fat man. Even in autumn, he needed to use ice water to cool down. He casually placed the cup on the coaster of his desk, looked at the young policeman, and picked his fingers, "Don't you think you should say something now?"

The policeman was shocked and immediately said, "Except for the old woman outside who had to rest for a while because of excessive fright, more than twenty people have come to report the case. They all said that they witnessed a murder with their own eyes. There is only one deceased who can be confirmed, that is Jim. He was murdered by a young man on the side of the table on the street of Tiantianle BBQ Restaurant. The young man hooked his chin with a hook, then stabbed his neck and chest several times, and died on the spot."

"In addition, there is a murder case, and the deceased is beyond recognition. We have not yet been able to know the identity of the deceased yet. However, according to witnesses, the deceased had gathered with a group of homeless people before, and may have been a gang member..."

After a long time, Prondo looked up at the police officer, "What did you say just now?" The police officer's body froze slightly. When he was about to say something, Prondo waved his hand and did not let him continue, "Forget it, I understand, you have done a good job, continue to investigate these things, now!"

After the police officer turned around and left, Plando sighed. He did not notice what the police officer was saying just now. When he knew that the person who died was Jim, he immediately thought of the war between the gangs. Recently, he also learned that someone had violated the rules of the three giants in the private wine industry in Trère City and sold privately to the bar without their consent, and entered the market with a high level of private wine.

From the first day he knew about this, he had a vague premonition that if that idiot continued to do things in accordance with the rules, it would be very likely that the three giants would jointly suppress it. As expected, there were only a few days before Wood sent three fewer people to inquire about the news, and it must have been the moves of those young men. In fact, at that time, Prondo felt that there was still room for improvement in the matter.

As long as those people take out some money, apologize, and act according to the rules, there may not be any greater conflict.

How many days have passed?

Jim is actually dead!

Doesn’t this mean that these two groups are going to start a war?

As the chief of the police station in Tyneel City, what Plando hates and fears the most is the war between gangs. The war between small gangs is slightly better and will often end soon under the limitations of the number and scale of people. The war between tycoons is the most deadly. They will mobilize more people to blatantly fight each other on a larger scale, blatantly fight each other, and even large-scale!

Such things have happened in Trneer City. Every large-scale war breaks out, it means that he, the police chief, will have big trouble. From society, from superiors, and from taxpayers.

The matter is too big, and the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau will definitely ask about this matter. If you don’t do it well, you may have to move your butt and guard the fish pond in the more poor mountains and rivers.

This is indeed a big trouble!

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a guy who was not even wearing a police uniform walked in. He was Xiuen. He was not a police officer, but belonged to the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau, the full name was the Imperial Police Defense Investigation Bureau. If the local police station manages the security issues in a region, then the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau manages the security of all parts of the entire empire and major criminal cases. Their power is greater than that of the local police station, and some agents are stationed in every city.

Xiuen is an agent of the Investigation Bureau in Trneer City.

This guy is said to have been kicked by the superiors to support him because he did something wrong. He is not old and has a little cynical temperament. After coming to the city of Tyneer, he didn't bother Prando. In Prando's eyes, this guy is far more like a gang member than him, like an investigative agency. He either messes with some guys who are obviously not righteous people all day long, or he is in various bars every day.

Soon came to Tener City less than two years ago, but when it comes to the local gangs, they are even more profound than Director Plando.

"What? Is there something wrong?" Xiuen rubbed his eyes. He went crazy all night with a hot girl last night. If it weren't for Prondo's secretary, he might still be sleeping. By the way, Xiuen's office is on the second floor of the police station, and the southernmost room is.

He walked to the bar and took out a cup, put a few ice cubes, then pulled out a bottle of thirty-five yuan worth of wine from the wine rack and poured himself a glass.

Looking at Shuen, who was familiar with his own way, Prondo's eyes were wide open, "I said, have you heard nothing? Jim is dead!"

Xiuen took a sip, pursed his lips and nodded in satisfaction, "It tastes good, where did you buy it?"

Prondo slapped the table and furiously said, "Don't you understand human words?"

Xiuen was stunned, "Did you use non-human language when communicating with me?" As he said that, he laughed while Plando had not completely exploded, walked to Plando, pressed his shoulder and pressed him on the chair, "I know, I know, Jim is right? It's normal to die. Everyone is going to die, and not even God is dead?"
Chapter completed!