In the car.
Vika dialed Father’s number.
"What’s up?"
The authoritative voice carried a hint of warmth.
"Father, I’ve been arrested," Vika said easily, as the youngest legitimate son, spoiled since childhood far more than his elder brother who bears the burden of family legacy.
While he.
Just needs not to go too far.
"What?"
Vika’s father was startled.
Arrested?
Who dared to do this, he thought far beyond Vika, daring to lay hands on the legitimate lineage of their family without the slightest notice, the logic behind it made his brows furrow.
"Father."
Seeing the silence from the other end, Vika called out.
"What’s going on?"
"They claim I committed murder."
"Killed who?"
"No idea." Vika hadn’t asked.
"..."
Vika’s father was speechless for a mont, you don’t even know who it is, have you killed so many people you can’t rember which one? Shouldn’t be, Vika may be a bit of a wastrel, but not insane.
"Phew!"
He took a deep breath.
"I’ll find out."
"Okay."
Hung up the phone.
Vika humd a tune, gazing out the window, thinking, if I had a mobile phone, I’d take a picture, such an experience should get a heap of likes in Monts, brag about it for a long ti.
Yeah.
Call a good friend, share so joy!
However.
Mobile phone was snatched away, "What are you doing?"
"That’s mine."
The police chief said indifferently.
"Just borrowing."
"You are now under criminal detention, you can only notify family or lawyers, others, contact not permitted." Finished speaking, he completely ignored Vika’s protests, closing his eyes in the co-driver seat.
"You..."
Vika got angry.
Suddenly.
Mind made up, lunged forward, trying to snatch the mobile phone, he just didn’t believe these people dared to beat... Ah!!! A long scream ca from his mouth, his whole face twisted with pain.
"Huff! Huff!"
A solid blow to the back.
Felt like his organs were displaced a bit.
"Add one more charge, attacking Malaysia police personnel."
Co-driver.
A calm voice ca.
"Ah! You bastard..."
Family courage fueled Vika to go again, but this ti, it’s the guy who punched him, the gun on his waist, he couldn’t care about anything else, he had to reclaim his dignity.
Very smoothly.
With one move.
Vika’s hand held a tal device.
Then.
Tragedy struck.
Not yet grasped it properly, his entire wrist was bent by a massive force, under Vika’s dumbfounded expression, the gun’s barrel aid at himself, then a ’bang’ rang out.
"Gulp!"
Vika was scared silly.
Just now.
A peanut grazed horizontally upwards past his eyebrow, if off by just a bit more, he’d... probably et God, completely walked on the edge of life and death.
My oh my!
God!
Almost died.
Holy cow.
Bro.
Your insurance off, still cocked? I... actually dared to snatch a gun just now, at this mont, Vika had to be scared by his own courage... almost got himself killed.
"Add another, robbing Malaysia police personnel of a firearm."
Co-driver.
That annoying voice sounded.
However.
Vika wasn’t in the mood to get angry, his mind kept replaying that mont, if, if... even if just a centiter off, not eting God would still be disfigured.
I want to go ho.
Too much stimulus, can’t bear it.
...
On the other side.
Vika’s father got in touch with the director at Malaysia capital police station.
"Hello."
"What charge is Vika facing?"
"What?"
"Vika was taken by your people, you don’t know?" Vika’s father said angrily, this director is part of their family, dare to lay hands on Vika, yet doesn’t even know.
How furious!
"I... don’t know." The director panicked.
"Investigate!"
Vika’s father gritted his teeth.
"Understood."
Wiping cold sweat, the director quickly looked into it, however, after asking all around, unexpectedly no one knew, at this mont, even more cold sweat, not the General Administration, likely so branch office.
Moreover.
He couldn’t help but speculate whether it was a struggle among the big families?
If so.
Then.
He could very well beco a sacrifice, this speculation made his heart nearly leap out, quickly calling each branch office, soon the branch nearest to Vika provided information.
After hearing it.
Almost couldn’t stand.
-Murder.
-Compelling evidence.
-Attacking Malaysia police personnel.
-Misfire.
-Nearly fatal.
One word after another, leaving the director completely at a loss, weak legs, weak hands, with only one thought - big trouble. Compelling evidence, not a whisper from his side, a scent of conspiracy.
The crucial.
Still that branch office.
Hard to deal with.
Years ago, an officer cracked big cases consecutively, almost leapfrogging in promotions, later the cases investigated grew complex, the predecessor got pulled in, stepped down, singing prison blues.
Thus.
He rose to the position.
Afterwards.
Found this guy too hard to handle, directly arranged him to that branch office, out of sight, also reducing chances of handling major cases, later indeed proved the guy’s talent.
Cri rate in that area improving significantly.
A year ago.
He was promoted to branch office director.
On the surface.
He’s under my leadership, however, that guy is impervious to oil and salt, wanting to suppress this case, I’m not capable, and more tricky, the case falls under the branch’s jurisdiction.
Therefore.
Forcing the proposal to General Administration, simply impossible.
Headache.
The director really wanted to curse.
...
"What?"
Vika’s father jumped in shock.
Murder.
Misfire.
It’s still that guy he’s heard about, such a person certainly wasn’t brought up by their family, but other families, General Administration director is his person, but above isn’t.
Malaysia’s police departnt.
The second in command is their person, others are not. Judicial Departnt, in a country’s weight, goes without saying, thus this departnt also acutely watched by major families.
Other departnts, their family’s strength is very strong.
Even.
There’s the Vice President.
However.
This departnt, is special. Although that guy can stir things up, still won quite so family appreciation, so promoted fairly quickly, within years reached branch office director.
But.
But.
What about his son?
That guy.
Infamous for being difficult, if evidence is compelling, that guy will definitely bite like a mad dog, won’t let go irrespective of who you are, and with normal ans, can’t move against him.
Extraordinary ans?
Tough.
Not an ordinary person, plus this matter would surely be watched by major families, wreak havoc on soone in such a position unscrupulously, no matter what family wouldn’t agree.
Too risky.
Yes.
Suto Clan’s strength is very formidable.
But.
Not to the point of blocking out the sky, plenty of concerns.
"I’m going to the branch office imdiately, you’re going."
"Okay."
The director promptly agreed.
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