The devil in the United States and the universe

Miles walked out of the Chaos Bar with a thick stack of evidence in his hand, and found that the entire precinct was as lively as a festival.

Surrounding the police car filled with criminals, people were shouting and roaring excitedly, venting their fear of being ruled by these criminals.

Miles took the opportunity to walk into a police car, holding a loudspeaker and giving an impromptu speech to the people outside:

"Residents, residents who have been ravaged by gangs, your time for revenge has come.

We have wiped out the gangsters who have been entrenched here. Soon these people will be sent to the police station and then face legal trial. I hope you can stand up and bravely identify them, give yourself a breath, and let yourself be punished. Use the law to fight back the violations and insults against these people

Today is the day when we have grievances and revenge, and when we have hatred, we take revenge.”

"I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances. Under the coercion of this gang, you have spent countless days and nights in fear.

But from today on, you no longer have to worry about the days when someone unreasonably harassed you during the day or threatened you at night. The days will be gone forever.

From today on, our police station will patrol here day and night to protect your safety. Our police station will fight these evil forces to the end. We will catch every one and never let anyone go.

So that you can walk here boldly without being violated in any way.”

Miles spat out all the words he wanted to say in one breath. He wanted to tell these people that he was different from ordinary policemen. He would crack down on these criminals more resolutely and thoroughly, so that his district would not be closed at night.

After the speech, not only the people surrounding the police car cheered this time, but also those who had always been dissatisfied with Miles at home couldn't help but cheer.After all, who doesn’t want the security environment where they live to improve?

After Miles finished his speech, he knew he had made the right move when he heard the cheers outside the car window.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Miles carefully looked through the evidence in his hand while Miles asked his colleagues to drive back to the police station.Suddenly a name jumped out in front of Miles' eyes, and Miles was very surprised. How could he describe this person with such words as "high and powerful"?

"Since this person has appeared, there must be other people involved. With my current position, it may be a bit difficult to bring him down. I have to find someone with weight to support me. Who should I look for? Miles muttered. The first thing that came to his mind was Lance with his receding hairline. Then he thought about his reputation.seems believable

"Still, let's try him first," Miles said to himself.

With various evidence from the search and a police car filled with criminals, Miles returned to the police station again.The atmosphere here is completely different from the atmosphere of the festival in the jurisdiction.

There was joy in the precinct, but misery in the police station.The police station was surrounded by victims who came after Myers' speech.

With the emergency help of colleagues at the police station, the criminals were finally imprisoned in temporary cells.

"You can do that," Lance said excitedly to Miles, holding the various criminal evidence that Miles handed him, "I thought you couldn't suppress those old police officers. No. It was a big surprise for me when I thought that you had just taken office. With you at the bottom of the list, those who opposed your promotion can finally shut up."

It seems that Miles' rapid promotion has also put a lot of pressure on Lance, but with Miles's fresh contribution, he can also forcefully suppress those opposing voices.

Miles smiled humbly, and then asked: "What about these criminals?"

After saying this, the excitement on Lance's face disappeared. He stared at Miles expressionlessly with a complicated look and said, "Before you sent these criminals in, I was arrested by the boss. The deputy director gave a warning, and his opinion was that in order not to smear us, this case needs to be covered up and not made public."

"Cover it up!" Miles looked at Lance in disbelief and shouted loudly.

Lance still stared at Miles and asked calmly: "That's what the deputy director means. What do you think?"

"Not very good." Miles was angry. Of course he knew what it meant to cover up, which was to drive away all the people outside, and then these criminals were finally tried on a lighter charge. At most, they were participating in gang activities. , and then it will be released after three to five months.

In this way, not only did Miles break his trust, but the promise he had just made to those residents would be ruined. More importantly, these people were not punished. How could he be willing to do so?

He looked at the expressionless Lance angrily and said word by word: "If you keep covering it up, can't you hear the wailing of those people outside? Can't you see that there is blood and tears behind every piece of evidence? Why are you so so? Say it lightly to cover up such a big thing."

"I really can't believe that you, who has always had a good reputation in our police department, would do something like this." Miles was very disappointed. Lance was sorry for his trust.As he spoke, he was about to take the evidence away from Lance.

Lance looked at Miles's reaction and smiled instead. After dodging Miles' stretched out hand, Lance placed a recorder on the table and motioned Miles to listen first before speaking.

Seeing that Lance had a strange look on his face, Miles also realized that something was wrong. He reached for the recorder and opened it: "Lance, I'm warning you, the guy under your command named Miles, you can't do anything about him." You have to suppress it, I don’t want the outside world to hear anything about Chaos Bar, you know, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude to you."

The following words were nothing more than some overt and covert hints to Lance that the chaos in the bar was very complicated, asking him to stop as soon as he was ready, and Lance's obviously inductive words, which made the deputy director say a lot without realizing it.

Miles looked at Lance, who was still smiling, and finally understood why he told the cover-up story in the first place. This was actually a test, to test Miles's reaction and his determination to fight criminals. If Miles By simply agreeing to it and not pursuing it further, it is estimated that Miles will be directly excluded from Lance's inner circle now, and I'm afraid he will never get Lance's support again in the future.

Unexpectedly, his temptation would come before his own temptation came, and Miles was a little bit dumbfounded.

Seeing Miles's reaction, Lance said: "I understand."

Without waiting for Miles to react, Lance continued: "This is because you have been promoted too quickly. You have committed one major case after another. Otherwise, I would not have tested you. As time goes by, I will naturally understand you." Since time is short now, I can only do this simple and crude test once."

While explaining to Miles, Lance, who was flipping through the information, stopped and stared blankly at the piece of information in his hand. One of the signatures was very familiar to him. It belonged to the deputy director.

If he hadn't looked carefully, it would have been easy to ignore it.Now he understood why Miles had to put this information into his hands first after coming back. This kid was also testing himself.

"You kid!" Lance smiled and pointed at Miles.

The two people who tested each other's intentions formed an offensive and defensive alliance and tried to resolve the matter in one fell swoop.

"Since we both agree, should we take the opportunity to capture him?" Miles asked.

"There's no need to take advantage of it. With these evidences, he can just wait to be prosecuted and then go in and rest with these criminals," Lance said with certainty.