After Charlie erged from City Hall, several plainclothes “candidate chiefs” in the parking lot imdiately dropped their cigarettes and stood up straight.
Faced with these scorching gazes, Charlie savored the mont.
This was why he was willing to accept a clearly insulting nickna like “Hound” and fight his way to the top.
If you have never been trampled on by others, you will never understand the joy and satisfaction of trampling on them.
He nodded slightly. “Alright, I don’t know who the mayor will choose. As for which of you is chosen…”
He paused for a mont, then glanced around again. “Then we’ll do as we said.”
Replace all positions with their own people in the truest sense, and run the police force as their, or rather, Charlie’s, private paradise.
Soone opened the car door for Charlie. He got in, still holding his head high, and the car slowly drove out of the City Hall parking lot, blending into the traffic and disappearing.
The afternoon was an ordeal for these n. It wasn’t until a little after three o’clock that Director Bruce appeared at the police station.
Quite a few people recognized him. After all, he was a graduate of the police academy and a mid-level officer in the force.
The police academy cadets who ca after him would all try to visit these old alumni to see if there was any opportunity to get a higher starting point.
Plus, he was the precinct chief of the Empire District and would attend the annual police force conference. It was absolutely impossible for anyone not to know him.
Even the new officers who had just joined the force knew him, because hadn’t he just beco famous again recently?
The chief of the Forest Police Departnt. Apart from those who were directly hired, everyone who graduated from the police academy knew what the Forest Police Departnt did.
To be transferred to the Forest Police Departnt, one must have offended the top brass of the Golden Port police force to receive such treatnt.
So they were very curious as to why this “exiled” Director Bruce had suddenly co to the police station.
Soone greeted him with a smile. “Hey, Chief Bruce, is there anything I can do for you?”
After all, he was a colleague in the police force, and a chief at that, certainly much higher than the lowest-ranking officers.
Director Bruce shook his head. He was dressed very formally today, but what everyone didn’t notice was that he was not wearing the Forest Police uniform today, but the Golden Port city police uniform.
“I’ll wait here for a while. Soone will be here shortly.”
The others went about their own business, but so also notified the chief candidates who were waiting for the appointnt results in the conference room.
They and Director Bruce were old acquaintances. In the past, when Charlie was in power, everyone was good friends, but now they were clearly no longer good friends.
Several of them ca out of the office and saw Director Bruce sitting in a corner of the hall. They approached him.
“Did the crocodiles go missing?”
“Or did a bear attack the police station?”
What seed like a joking greeting was actually a condescending dialogue with a hidden insult. They saw Bruce, Duke, and those who had aligned with Lance as traitors to the police force.
These people had betrayed them, making the police force no longer a united entity in the eyes of others.
Director Bruce’s gaze at them had changed from the past, now carrying a sense of superiority, an attitude that was higher than theirs.
This gaze made them very unhappy. A chief of the Forest Police Departnt, did he really think of himself as a “chief”?
Director Bruce was also on their purge list. They would find a cri for him to take the bla for, and then send him and his deputy, Duke, to prison together.
This kind of thing was easy for the police. Fabricating evidence was what they were best at.
All they had to do was put a bag of contraband in Director Bruce’s car, then give a heads-up to the court, and everything would be taken care of.
Everyone knew what would happen to a police officer, and a forr precinct chief at that, if he was locked up in a public prison.
They would absolutely not co out alive.
At this mont, because of Director Bruce’s gaze, the silent atmosphere had beco sowhat solidified. The police officers working in the hall also noticed the abnormality here, and the noisy sounds seed to have beco a little quieter.
One of the chief candidates was a little impatient. “What are you here for?”
“Planning to resign, or wanting to ask for our forgiveness?”
Director Bruce looked at this old friend, old colleague. There was first so pity in his eyes, and then it was filled with disgust. “I’m here to wait for soone,” he said truthfully.
“Who are you waiting for?” his old colleague asked.
Just as Director Bruce was about to say sothing, the corner of his eye caught sight of the two City Hall staff mbers who had just walked into the hall. A smile appeared on his face, and he stood up. “The people I’m waiting for have arrived.”
The others also looked towards the door. They of course knew that those two were City Hall staff, but what they didn’t understand was, what did Director Bruce have to do with these two?
Shouldn’t they… be here to announce the appointnt of the city police chief?
But regardless, the few of them, along with Director Bruce, ca to greet them. The two of them seed to know so of them as well.
One of them asked, “Who is Mr. Bruce?”
Under the astonished gazes of the others, Bruce stepped out of the crowd, walked up to the two, and shook their hands. “I am Bruce.”
“Very good, Mr. Bruce. On behalf of the mayor, I hereby appoint you to the position of Chief of the Golden Port City Police Departnt. This is the letter of appointnt. You need to sign here.”
They took out a docunt and handed it to Bruce. Bruce imdiately took out a fountain pen and, with a slightly trembling hand, signed his na on the line.
The City Hall staff mber checked the signature, then smiled and shook his hand again. “Congratulations, Chief Bruce.”
“Thank you, thank you!” his voice was even trembling a little.
In the past, Lance had asked him if he wanted to be the chief. He had dread of it, but he knew it was impossible.
To be the chief of the main headquarters, what you needed was not personal ability, but connections, money, power, and background.
Coincidentally, he had none of them.
Only the Bay Area could decide who was the chief, not anything else.
But now, what Lance had said had actually co true. He was so excited that he was a little emotional, and his eyes were getting hot and red.
“Sorry…” he rubbed his eyes to make himself look better. “I’ll have them get so coffee.”
The two City Hall staff mbers seed to have expected this. “No need to trouble yourself. We have other things to do. It’s enough to hand the letter of appointnt to you.”
“We’ll see each other again in the future.”
“Then… goodbye, Chief Bruce!”
“Goodbye, thank you!”
After seeing the two of them off, he returned to the police station. At this mont, the entire first-floor lobby of the police station was very quiet. Only the ringing of the unanswered phones could be heard, still shrilly calling.
Director Bruce looked at the dumbfounded chief candidates with a playful and cold gaze. Then he moved his gaze away and frowned slightly. “What are you standing around for? Get back to your work!”
The first-floor lobby instantly beca lively again, but their emotions at this mont were completely different from their emotions a minute ago.
Only one voice was echoing in everyone’s mind—
All hell has broken loose!
Director Bruce imdiately transferred a group of police officers from the Empire District precinct. The chief of the city police departnt, that is, the chief of the city’s main headquarters, has absolute personnel appointnt power over the police force and does not need anyone’s approval.
For his old subordinates, this was definitely a huge piece of good news. This ant that their status and power in the police force had beco greater.
But for Charlie’s die-hard loyalists, this was devastatingly bad news!
While questioning this decision, they frantically contacted Charlie.
Charlie was in the Bay Area, talking with the gentlen of the Bay Area about Hunter’s death and so subsequent changes.
The ownership of the police force was very important for maintaining the rights and interests of the Bay Area. Plus, they sotis had to handle so dirty work and needed the police to help them cover it up, so the change of power in the police departnt was also very important to them.
As Charlie was talking about when he could restore Golden Port to its forr state, there was a sudden knock on the door.
The gentlen in the room stopped talking. This was a high-end club. If it wasn’t necessary, the club’s staff would not disturb them.
A character who looked like a secretary standing in the corner of the wall walked to the door, opened it, and went out. He soon ca back. “Councilman Charlie, there’s a call from a gentleman nad… for you. You need to take it.”
Charlie was stunned for a mont, and then a smile appeared on his face. He looked at the few big shots from the Bay Area in front of him, including Mr. Hoff. He said, “It must be the appointnt from City Hall.”
“This… is an old subordinate of mine. He’s like Hunter, has always worked for , for the Bay Area. It’s just that his reputation is not as great as Hunter’s.”
“I can assure you all that after he takes office, everything will be as usual, and there will be no changes!”
The gentlen of the Bay Area all smiled. “Good, Charlie. You are our most trusted partner. We are at ease when you do things.”
“Go take the call. Your subordinate has so very joyous news to share with you. You should be with him, in his mont of joy!”
Charlie stood up and bowed slightly. “Then I will excuse myself for a mont.”
He turned and left with a smile on his face. He ca to a room specially prepared for him and picked up the phone that was already placed next to the phone.
“It’s , Charlie. Has the appointnt co down?”
His tone was very relaxed, but then, the receiver slipped from his hand.
He quickly fumbled and awkwardly caught the receiver, unable to help but ask, “What did you just say?”
“Mr. Charlie, the appointnt has co down. That traitor Bruce has beco the new chief!”
Charlie was stunned for a mont. He slowly put down the receiver, letting the “hello, hello” from inside continue to ring.
His face slowly began to turn red, redder and redder. Finally, he suddenly raised the phone receiver in his hand and slamd it hard on the floor.
The ivory component instantly separated from the mahogany handle, shattering on the floor.
Just like Chief Charlie’s mood at this mont!
(End of a Chapter)
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