The devil in the United States and the universe

Because Miles bulldozed the gangsters entrenched in his territory, he jogged all the way back home.Monk Paul said hello and asked him to help look after a gym. Sure enough, Shang Paul happily agreed.

The personnel stationed at the upper levels of the base have taken care of it.

After a night of training, Miles went to the police station early in the morning, pulling a team of five men and one woman assigned to him by Lance, as well as twelve trainee police officers, plus a lot of auxiliary police officers. Someone drove a police car to Chaos Bar.

Along the way, Myers deliberately asked these people to slow down their driving speed. He walked around his district in a high-profile manner and blew his whistle from time to time to let everyone in his district know that he had taken office.

It aroused a burst of curious eyes from residents in the area.

"How long do you think the new policeman can stay with us?" In a high-rise building, a man in pajamas looking at the police car fleet from top to bottom asked his wife who was busy in the kitchen.

"The one last time was only here for less than three days, and he resigned and left here. This one seems so high-profile, why should it take five days~" His wife said casually while frying bread for him.

"This policeman is so high-profile. Either he is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or he is an expert and bold. Jaime Reyes, which one do you think he is?" A strong man with muscles all over his body and motor oil on his hands asked. Holding his little son.

"It's not like he's only in his 20s, so there's no one with the guts to do it. As long as he can stay with us for a week, I, I~" Jaime Reyes said for a long time without saying anything.

"What do you do?" his father asked teasingly.

"I'll just think of him as my idol." Jaime Reyes glanced at his father angrily.

"Hahaha~~~" A burst of hearty laughter came from the room. "You'd better study hard. I'll go down and take a look."

Miles, who had been showing off in the area, still led these people to the Chaos Bar. After forcefully pushing the door open, the gangsters lying on the ground were still unconscious.

"These are some criminal suspects." Miles, as the team leader, directly ordered: "You, you, you two, take a few people and search the bar for me. Don't let go of any details such as safes. Search everything”

Miles said to an assigned police officer.

Then he said to the auxiliary police: "Put all these on my police car. Now go around my jurisdiction three times to inform the residents that these gangsters have been arrested. Remember, use the loudspeaker." Shout, I want everyone to know about this.”

"clear"

Just do what you say, and in a short while, these little gangsters were loaded into the police car, and then led out by two police officers to shout.

Miles waited in the bar to see what evidence his men could gather.

"Boss, the people here are really bastards. Look at what the hell they are doing." The only female police officer saw the evidence during the search and finally couldn't help but walk down with it. Lou said to Miles.

After Miles took it and looked at it, he suddenly regretted that he had been too light yesterday. In addition to what Miles saw and heard yesterday, the crimes of these people also included murder cases, various drug transactions, and the trafficking of women. Women are raped and then photographed to force them to work as hostesses here, etc. As for the private sale of guns and ammunition, it is considered a trivial matter here.One by one, the evidence is conclusive.

Miles' hands holding the evidence were trembling a little, and his face was a little red. He was ashamed and regretful. These really impacted his senses greatly.It made him wonder whether his refusal to kill was really necessary. Is it really necessary to hold back on these villains?

"Boss, thank you." The policewoman still held a piece of evidence in her hand and thanked Miles.

Miles, who was feeling ashamed, asked a little embarrassedly: "Why?"

"Because you gave me a chance for fair and just revenge." The female police officer looked at Miles who was blushing. She thought it was caused by Miles' anger. "My brother was humiliated here, and then he returned home in despair and committed suicide. He felt that he was sorry for his ideals, failed to fulfill his responsibilities, and insulted the police profession."

Hearing what she said, Miles came back to his senses. He took a serious look at the female police officer with short black hair and tears in her eyes and asked, "Who is your brother?"

"My brother is Randall Holland, the policeman who was forced away by these people. Your predecessor," the policewoman said while wiping her tears, "and I became a policeman because of my brother. I want my brother's honor and glory back."

As she spoke, she unfolded the piece of evidence in her hand and let Miles see the various photos inside.

"Then why are you thanking me?" Miles asked, remembering what the gangsters talked about yesterday.

"Because these little gangsters were beaten up as soon as you took office, I think it has a lot to do with you," the policewoman said.

"What's there to be thankful for? It's just a coincidence." Miles was a little ashamed. He looked at the policewoman and asked hesitantly, "Then do you think the person who knocked these guys down didn't kill them? He did Is it right"

"I am also grateful to him because he gave my brother the opportunity to wash away his insult. If these gangsters die, my brother's insult will never be washed away. People are always very tolerant to those dead criminals." The policewoman said this with gritted teeth, revealing a hatred towards the man with the nose ring and others.

"My brother is such a good person. Of course I hope that the judges will pronounce the crimes of these people and pay tribute to my brother's spirit in heaven." The policewoman looked at Miles and said: "Boss, I know you must be related to this person." The person who did it matters. If you have the opportunity to see him, thank him for me. He gave me the opportunity to take revenge and gave me the moment to witness the arrest of my enemy, instead of letting me die without knowing who my enemy is. , life or death”

Hearing her say this, Miles suddenly felt a little enlightened. Wasn't it the same for Brick Wall? After he arrested Brick Wall, his mother Elena put down her hatred and opened a company by herself.

And the same is true for this female police officer. Only by witnessing her enemy being arrested can she feel relieved.

In the past, he didn't kill just because he didn't want to fall into the evil way of killing people. In the future, his non-killing will be his persistence to let the victims see their enemies arrested with their own eyes, and to let the criminals be punished by the law under the witness of the victims. trial

Do not vent private anger, but enforce public laws

Holding the justice of light with the hand of darkness

This is the point where his secret identity and his apparent identity as a police officer merge with each other.

This is Miles' biggest gain this time, which far exceeds the increase in fame and fortune brought by this operation.

After he figured it out, he looked at the policewoman whose hatred slowly faded away and became capable again, and said, "What's your name?"

"Ashley Holland, boss, you can call me Ashley" Ashley replied.

"Ashley, thank you" Miles said the same.

After speaking, Miles, holding this large pile of evidence in his hand, walked straight out. He wanted the victims to see the arrest of these criminals and wash away the shame that the criminals had inflicted on them.