Empire of Shadows

Chapter 463: The Death Star Shines [666+18]

The police officer sitting across from Lance also started sweating profusely.

The fat officer standing to the side had calmed down at this point, with a hint of satisfaction and resentment in his eyes.

He really treated this colleague as a friend, but he was almost harmed by this good friend!

Thanks to Mr. Lance's insight that he wasn't a bad person, otherwise… he didn't dare to think further!

Who said that police officers must be brave and have the courage to face the darkness?

The people who say these things must have never faced the darkness!

It's like those experts who say, 'Just bear with it and it will pass,' but can you really bear it?

The police officer wanted to explain, his body movements were a little large, and Hiram's hand pressed on his shoulder.

He looked back at this person, saw the hair covering half of Hiram's cheek, and swallowed.

Those who know some inside information, inside information about the Lance family, are very afraid of the Lance family.

They have a full understanding of the Lance family's executives and captains, and this Hiram, who looks like a stupid son of a landlord, is a very special character.

Some say he is the Lance family's number one gunman, and others say he is Lance's most loyal executioner, but in any case, his appearance is often linked to death!

Lance took out a handkerchief from his pocket and threw it over, "Wipe your sweat, you're sweating a lot."

The police officer's attention returned from Hiram, he glanced at the handkerchief, said "Thank you" and picked up the handkerchief, wiping the sweat on his face and forehead.

"You haven't answered my question yet?"

"Why do you want to help other people deal with me?"

"Didn't they give you a bonus this month?"

Lance was referring to the special bonus that the police officers received from him after the split, and some people also called these subsidies.

The police officer shook his head, "I received it, Mr. Lance."

Lance curled his lips, "That's very strange, can you tell me why?"

He hesitated for a long time before whispering, "Because I owe Director Hunt a favor."

At this moment, someone came in from outside, it was Lance's man, he was holding an envelope and placed it on the table.

When he saw the envelope, the police officer only felt his heart beating faster!

Lance picked up the envelope and glanced at it, then looked at the police officer, "A sum of money."

"Is that how they convinced you?"

A pleading look appeared on the police officer's face, "Mr. Lance, this money has nothing to do with this matter, Director Hunt said that as long as I help him divert the guards for a few minutes…"

This guy had made a mistake once, he beat an innocent person during law enforcement, and Hunt suppressed the matter after a complaint, saving his job as a police officer.

So now, he needs to repay this favor, agreed to Hunt's request, as for the two thousand dollars, it's purely extra income.

Lance listened to him quickly finish these words, nodding slightly, "Hunt, and someone you don't know."

He actually had a guess, it must be someone from the Lij Group.

This also made him a little impatient, they were buzzing around him like flies.

Of course, this also has something to do with the four million he wanted.

He glanced at Hiram, before the police officer could react, suddenly an arm strangled his neck, he just wanted to try to pry the hand open with both hands, when two other people held his arms and pressed him into the chair.

The fat police officer next to him trembled all over, violently!

He swore that he had never seen this kind of situation in his life!

In the police chief's office, in front of him, murdering a police officer!

The police officer struggled violently, but after all, he couldn't struggle against the strength of three people, and soon he sat there, his face turning red, red turning blue, and blue revealing purple.

His body kept exerting force, always tense, struggling hard!

The chair under his butt kept tilting back and forth, making the sound of the chair legs constantly colliding with the ground!

But suddenly, it was as if the taut thread suddenly broke, and his whole person suddenly relaxed.

After another ten or twenty seconds, Hiram released his arm.

Then he looked at the fat police officer.

The fat police officer almost knelt down to Lance, but before that, Lance shook his head, "We only punish those who have done wrong."

He signaled to the others, "Deal with it, take the body away."

He said, turning his head to look at the fat police officer, "You made a very smart choice, that is, you didn't lie to me!"

"I am a reasonable person, if you are good to me, I will give you an extra income every month."

"If you are not good to me…", he tilted his head, although he didn't say it clearly, the fat police officer already understood what he meant.

He nodded repeatedly, "I won't tell anyone, Mr. Lance."

Lance stood up, holding the armrest of the chair, "Very good, a very wise choice, if I hear some rumors…"

The fat police officer immediately made a gesture of pulling up the zipper on his mouth, he swore, he was about to pee!

The people outside pushed in a trash can, they threw the police officer's body into the trash can, and then, in front of many police officers outside, pushed the covered trash can downstairs.

In the end, this unnamed police officer will be a "hero" because he died in the line of duty, of course, the criminal who killed him may escape from the scene and eventually disappear into the sea of people.

As for killing a police officer in the police station, it may indeed be a little arrogant, but Lance thinks it's worth it.

He must make Duke understand, let some lively people understand, he can give them money, and he can give them death!

After returning to the company, Lance asked Elvin to find two people in the terminal stages of their illnesses, Elvin had a list, which was sorted according to the time these people had left.

Soon two people who looked very bad came to the room, Lance asked them to sit down, fearing that they would die inexplicably if they stood for a while!

"You should have been mentally prepared, right?", he asked.

Both terminally ill patients were men, both in their thirties.

They had suffered all their lives, and when life finally got a little better, they got a terminal illness.

The federal medical expenses are very expensive, if you don't have commercial medical insurance, and only rely on the medical insurance attached to social insurance.

Then small illnesses are no problem, you can completely solve these diseases without any worries.

But a major illness will definitely ruin a family!

This is not a joke, because the federal medical group itself is a commercialized capital group.

They are not part of the federal government's public services, they spend a lot of money every year on pharmaceutical research and development, spend a lot of money on pathological research on some diseases, and spend a lot of money to find willing contributors to do various human experiments.

All the medical research results they obtain are not for the benefit of mankind, but only for making money!

Only after the users of surgical technology and the sales volume of drugs reach a certain level will they reduce some medical costs.

Before that, except for the rich, the poor better not get sick!

These two terminally ill patients obviously belonged to the very unlucky type, they couldn't afford to see a doctor, including now, both of them were in severe pain.

Lance asked Elvin to get a few special painkillers, after they were injected, they obviously improved a lot, mentally visible.

The pain no longer tortured them all the time, and they could relax a little to face all this.

"I will give each of you 20,000 dollars, and what you need to do is sit in the driver's seat."

"If you are lucky and survive, I will arrange a series of follow-up issues for you."

"If you are unlucky and die on the spot, the person you designate will receive the money."

"Any questions?"

Both of them shook their heads, suddenly one of them said, "Mr. Lance, can you give me a few more of these special painkillers?"

"Many of my bones have been broken, it hurts so much, many times it hurts so much that I want to commit suicide, but…", he said, smiling a little embarrassedly, "But… But my determination to serve you has kept me going."

Saying it was "the determination to serve" Lance, it was actually for the money.

Lance pursed his lips, "No problem, I will have someone give it to you, and there will be wine, tobacco, everything."

"You can all drive trucks, right?"

Both of them nodded in agreement, in fact, after Elvin found these terminally ill patients, the first thing he did was teach them how to drive large trucks, and how to roughly find suitable angles to hit.

They are all assassin-level drivers who have undergone "actual combat" training!

"Very good, Elvin will introduce you to this mission later, I hope everything goes well…"

The legal advisor who had been out for a walk returned to the company, and he repeated the details of meeting with that worker again.

"These two days we can spend some money to have someone beat up his son, preferably on the face."

"Then when I take him to see his father, he will be more inclined to us."

The specialist nodded repeatedly after listening, "I am very relieved about the things you do, let's do it this way."

He listened for a while, and began to talk about the trial and some of the public relations behind the scenes.

After discussing these things, it was almost dinner time, they were just about to leave here, when a cleaner was tidying up the trash can in the office.

He saw the model of the car accident scene and couldn't help but frown.

He already knew that the previous commissioner had been killed on the way to the Starlight District. Although the driver was caught at the scene, and the police confirmed it was just a traffic accident, he always felt that something was wrong.

It was as if this toy shouldn't be in his office.

However, they were in a hurry to go out for dinner, and there was still some work to be arranged after dinner, so he only took a few more glances and didn't pay much attention... …

Found the mistake, still have 15 and 16.

Last month, I owed a total of 10 chapters, so I'll make up for 2 chapters first.

Seriously, stop voting for monthly tickets.