Chapter 245 - 227: Declaration of War Against the Law

Lille confessed.

He was actually just here for the aftermath, only caught two people, and even got scolded by Jotaro for not doing it well.

His main job was to keep the Geisha District market secret and supply—besides Ivan and Lenny, they had a few other suppliers and distributors here.

The person who actually did the kidnapping was a guy named Lee Jeahyun.

Lee was also the one who first coined the term "dummies." He said it was vivid and graphic, using it to describe those who were kidnapped.

But it’s said that Lee Jeahyun not only kidnapped people from the streets, but also sourced them through other channels. He was an experienced human trafficker.

As for who they were delivered to, who was the boss behind these shady deals... Lille suddenly clammed up.

"Dude, I know you guys have skills. The Tiger Claw Gang would definitely pay you handsomely to do the job.

There’s really no need to go against the Tiger Claw Gang... uh!"

Lille’s neck stiffened, and he almost choked.

"Cut the crap."

"Alright... alright." Lille’s eyes remained fearful of Lille. "This job is deep water, man, I’m trying to save you here.

With your skills, you could work anywhere. Working for NCPD, it’s a lot of work for little pay. Tomorrow, they might even want to deal with you."

"You’re full of shit!"

Anna’s face flushed red, showing her complicated emotions.

V squatted down and slapped Lille: "Who said we’re buddies? Watch your mouth."

"Okay, okay, bro, you’re my bro... my dad! You guys are my dad! I..."

Slap.

V slapped him again, and Lille stayed silent, just sitting there.

V stood up and looked at Lille: "So now we still need to catch this guy named Jeahyun."

"Jeahyun has to be caught." Lille thought for a moment and then looked at Reaver, "I suggest you let me handle this guy. Does your police department have equipment for reading memories?"

As Lille spoke, Lille realized something was wrong, but it was too late; Lille had already locked his body again.

Reaver frowned: "No... but we do have that dream reading device, used for coma patients."

"I suggest you give me the device. I’ll find a spot to properly question him."

Anna sneered at Lille: "I support this proposal."

Lille’s only movable eyeball trembled in fear.

Knock knock.

At this moment, old Han knocked on the door and said somewhat helplessly:

"Ahem ahem, the police are here. Reaver, you’ll have to let the department handle the follow-up."

With that said, everyone in the room looked at Lille—this Tiger Claw Gang member’s tension disappeared in an instant, and a sense of relief came over him.

No one doubted the NCPD now.

The shame and anger that Ivan had shown earlier appeared on Anna’s face, but she looked even angrier, and her hand even went to her gun...

A police officer swaggered to the doorway.

"David Bimmer, as per department orders, Reaver, Anna, I’ll take over what you’re working on now. This Tiger Claw Gang member and the two witnesses are coming with me."

"No way." Reaver stood in front, "He’s my witness."

"Then you’re violating the management regulations. Do you still want to stay in the police force?" said David... Bimmer, looking at the furious Anna, "And you, as a newbie, you’ve done well. Now let the more experienced seniors handle it."

Lille signaled to V and Jack, and the three of them began to silently adjust their positions.

This kind of operation footage, hacking the cameras, if something happens, Reaver will have a hard time explaining, they’ll have to use old-fashioned methods.

Jack, the big guy, walked right up to the police officers. His huge frame was intimidating, and Bimmer’s aura softened instantly.

"You... you wouldn’t assault a police officer, would you?"

Lille lowered his head, his eyes flickered with data lights, relaying a message to Jack.

"Assault a police officer?" Jack sneered, "So what if I do?"

"Then you’d be waiting for the Terrorist Mobile Team to..."

"Officer, your authority doesn’t seem very high? I’ll give you 30 seconds, call the Terrorist Mobile Team and confirm if we’ve met?"

Bimmer was greatly displeased.

Thinking, what kind of person are you, claiming to have met the Terrorist Mobile Team?

Reaver suddenly said: "Desert Cook, calm down."

Bimmer was sweating profusely.

"Why aren’t you talking, Officer? Make the call and ask the Terrorist Mobile Team their opinion?"

Jack took a step forward and lightly bumped into Bimmer.

"They are indeed difficult to deal with. If you want their opinion, make the call. By the way, have you seen the Mo Xi tank?

Your forehead shines quite brightly. I wonder if it’s harder than the tank’s hatch?"

Jack took another step, lightly tapping Bimmer’s forehead. The once arrogant officer’s retreating steps were trembling.

"Speak."

Bimmer was about to speak when Lille and V each took a step back, perfectly blocking the room’s cameras.

Then Lille waved his hand, and Bimmer, who didn’t dare to look at Jack, got distracted...

Bam!

In that moment, Bimmer staggered out the door.

The officers outside and the surveillance saw something strange: Bimmer went limp and collapsed to the ground as if he’d fallen asleep.

Jack caught him: "Why did the officer fall asleep so suddenly? Overworked from overtime?"

With that, he hoisted Bimmer and walked toward the NCPD police car. The officers looked puzzled, so Reaver followed, signaling to his colleagues.

Along the way, the officers instinctively made way, hands on their waists, ready to draw their guns at any moment.

Jack reached the car, glanced at it, and then at the tense officers.

"Everyone, relax...

[Lizard Rage Component Power Boost]

[Current Power: 60%]

Bam!

Jack suddenly kicked the car’s front end!

The officers were so startled they drew their guns!

With that kick, the Curtis V6000’s armor bumper was deformed!

The cops glanced at the car worriedly, finding that the driver’s airbag had deployed!

If someone was still linked to the car’s central computer, they’d find it had classified the collision as an accident...

Gulp...

Some guy with a prosthetic esophagus gulped audibly.

Jack grinned at the cops, reaching for the car door... but he didn’t have the permission to open it.

Still, the NCPD officers saw Jack rip the door open, the sound... creaking.

He literally tore the door off, placed it on the ground, and tossed Bimmer inside.

Jack smiled naively: "Officer Bimmer fell asleep from overworking, everyone head back."

Reaver waved at his colleagues: "You all head back. We’ll handle it here. If there’s nothing else, you’re off duty. Officer Bimmer really is tired.

Old Han, help us send Officer Bimmer back."

Old Han looked conflicted at Reaver, then nodded and got into the car.

The officers glanced at each other, but they were just workers. Bimmer wouldn’t explain much to them.

Now the team leader was... asleep. What work were they going to do?

So, the officers got in their cars, turned off the sirens, and left the safe house dejectedly.

Watching his colleagues leave, Reaver took off his hat and exaggeratedly wiped his face: "You guys are bold as brass. When Bimmer wakes up, he’ll report to his superiors."

Lille shrugged: "What use is that? Prosthetic eye can’t catch it, surveillance can’t catch it, just make up something."

"You... ugh, forget it. What’s your next move?"

"That Tiger Claw Gang member inside, I just used my prosthetic to stop his breathing. He’ll be brain damaged soon.

You get me that dream device, and I’ll make sure the details are clear."

"First of all, we’re police officers..."

"Fuck the police!" Anna stormed over, "I’ll steal it! If the NCPD is in cahoots with those guys, I’ll kill those dirty cops!"

"It’s not that simple, Anna." Reaver was exasperated with his reckless junior, "That thing is experimental technology, very tightly guarded. Our permissions won’t allow us to check it out.

We need a hacker, one who can enter cyberspace from a chair, who knows how to bypass large data barriers’ ICE protection, someone who could get brain-fried if they mess up..."

Lille interrupted: "I’m a hacker."

Reaver was stunned: "Uh... even if you are, we need a technical expert, someone with corporate experience in research and a lot of experience with experimental equipment..."

"I’m also a technical expert."

"You..." Reaver was at a loss for words.

Seeing this, Lille added: "Trust me, I’ll find the mastermind and put them down."

"I..." Reaver felt his mind was muddled—wasn’t he the one in charge here?

He struggled for a while, then said to Lille: "You’re a rogue, completely lawless."

"On the contrary, I’m a very law-abiding person," Lille said slowly, "As long as it’s a law I agree with."

"Every criminal says that." Reaver sighed, looking at the bright moon, "But... I strangely want to agree with you."

Anna, hot-tempered as she was, decided on the spot: "Enough bullshit, I’ll help you, Reaver—you know we can’t get this done alone, NCPD is unreliable! Fuck the rules!"

"You’re right." Reaver nodded, making up his mind, "If the law is unreliable, then to hell with it!"