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Chapter 57 You've been arrested

"What do you want to do!"

Cliff was startled and staggered back two steps.

The FBI agents around him weren't that useless.

They reacted extremely quickly, drawing their guns instantly and pointing them at the surrounding police officers.

The Fremont police officers were taken aback at first, then their blood boiled.

Who can tolerate having a gun pointed at their head on their own turf?

"Put down your gun!"

"Put down your gun!"

Both sides shouted simultaneously, and a series of "click" sounds of chambering filled the hall.

With a dozen gun barrels pointed at each other, the atmosphere was tense, and no one dared to pull the trigger first.

This is the lobby of the Fremont Police Department, where officers have an overwhelming numerical advantage.

In the blink of an eye, the FBI agents were surrounded by layers upon layers of police officers.

"Gu Qiu! Are you all crazy? We're here to investigate a case!"

Cliff shielded the crowd in front of him and roared, his voice trembling with fear.

Gu Qiu ignored the gun pointed at his head and calmly walked forward.

"Detective Cliff, the police have received a tip that you are suspected of carrying prohibited drugs and endangering public safety."

Now, in my capacity as the Fremont Police Chief, I am lawfully detaining you for investigation.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"absurd!"

Several FBI agents were furious.

This kind of excuse is usually used to manipulate others, but today it's backfired on them.

These fabricated charges are too easy to fabricate; just stuff two packets of flour into their clothes.

Upon hearing this, the Fremont police officers, who had been somewhat hesitant, instantly became more enthusiastic.

"Damn it, I've disliked these Federation guys for a long time!"

"Exactly, they're taking advantage of us. Do they really think we're just for show?"

Amid the shouts, the officers took a few more steps forward, pressing their guns even closer, almost touching the FBI agents' noses.

"We are FBI agents! You have no right to arrest us!"

Cliff's voice trembled along with the gun in his hand.

No, you're wrong.

Gu Qiu retorted firmly, "The Constitution stipulates that everyone is equal before the law. As long as someone is suspected of breaking the law or committing a crime, even if it's the FBI, in Fremont, our local police officers have the right to arrest you."

This "table-flipping" tactic was a terrible idea that Lu Yiming came up with in the office just now.

The situation is clear: as long as the FBI has control of the case, Gu Qiu can only be passively attacked and could be framed at any time.

Only by taking the initiative and regaining control of the investigation can there be a chance to turn the tide.

To be honest, this move was too outrageous, and Gu Qiu originally intended to refuse it.

The other party made the first dirty move.

But when he checked his sidearm just now, he broke out in a cold sweat; the gun had indeed been switched.

If Lu Yiming hadn't given him advance notice, allowing him time to react and switch, and if the other side hadn't conducted a thorough ballistic comparison, he wouldn't have been able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Mississippi River.

It has to be said that although Lu Yiming is impatient for quick success and lawless, his ideas are indeed ruthless and vicious.

This made Gu Qiu make a do-or-die decision.

Even if there are future troubles, it's better than sitting and waiting to die.

"Cliff, cooperate with the investigation."

"Gu Qiu! I know you're capable, but anyone more capable than you has to call my dad 'leader'!"

Cliff was still bluffing, but he had already lowered his gun.

Caroline looked around but didn't see her beloved junior.

He immediately understood. You little rascal, you even tricked your senior. I'll teach you a lesson tonight!

She rolled her eyes and put the gun back in its holster.

Seeing that the two leaders had backed down, the other FBI agents could only grit their teeth and put down their guns.

"You'd better not try anything funny." Cliff gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Gu Qiu.

He was genuinely afraid that Gu Qiu would give him two packets of wheat flour.

The officers rushed forward, disarmed the FBI agents, and took them into custody.

The roller shutter door was pulled up again with a "click-clack" sound.

Lu Yiming stood outside the door, acting as if nothing had happened.

You want me to charge into battle? No way.

Gu Qiu had to do this dirty work of overturning the table himself, and he would take the blame if anything went wrong.

It had nothing to do with him, the rookie police officer.

Just then, my phone vibrated; it was Mia calling.

"All done, I've knocked out the forensic doctor and locked him up. What's next?"

Mia's voice was filled with excitement, as if she had just pulled off a big heist.

Lu Yiming smiled slightly: "Well done. Just keep an eye on him and don't let him get away."

Gu Qiu walked over and looked at Lu Yiming with a serious expression: "You only have 24 hours. We can only detain them for one day at most."

Lu Yiming nodded, but he wasn't sure himself.

"We have no choice but to take a gamble."

"Director, it's time to call a press conference. The moment to test your acting skills has arrived," Lu Yiming said excitedly.

Gu Qiu sighed heavily. This was too risky; it was like dancing on a cliff edge.

But the arrow was already on the bowstring, and it had to be released.

How confident are you?

Lu Yiming held up one finger, "Thirty percent."

Gu Qiu rolled her eyes, feeling that her political career was over.

But if he doesn't take this gamble and lets the FBI have their way with him, he'll already be a prisoner.

Between two evils, choose the lesser one. Let's gamble!

……

Two hours later, long guns and microphones were already set up in front of the Fremont Police Department.

Reporters from dozens of media outlets jostled each other, completely blocking the entrance.

Flashes of light went off one after another.

Gu Qiu stood on the makeshift platform, his face somber, and spoke into the microphone:

"In response to the shooting incident that occurred last night, and the recent unfounded speculations about the victims of the body-splitting case, our bureau hereby issues the following official statement."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the agitated reporters below the stage, before dropping a bombshell.

"First, let's clarify one point: Malik, the Black man involved in the body-piece case, did not die!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"Director Gu! Is this true? The previous media reports of the death were false?"

"How is Malik doing now? Why is he still alive?"

"Did the hospital administer sedatives long-term, preventing them from waking up?"

"Could we be allowed into the hospital to interview Malik?"

"What about Uma, the other deceased? Is she still alive?"

The cacophony of noise came in waves.

Gu Qiu raised her hand and pressed down hard, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Last night, an assassin did indeed infiltrate the ICU to try and silence us."

However, the bullet was unexpectedly deflected by his ribs and lodged in his chest cavity, but it was not fatal. He is now out of danger.

He continued speaking, facing the flashing lights:

"As for the online rumors that the two were injected with sedatives for a long time, that is a complete fabrication."

"Our bureau will continue to provide updates on the progress of the investigation. However, before the case is solved, we urge all media friends to adhere to professional ethics and not interfere with the judicial process."

After saying this, Gu Qiu, under the protection of the police officers, ignored the barrage of questions from behind and hurriedly left the scene.

Back in the office, Gu Qiu's back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Drawing firewood from under the cauldron, deceiving the heavens to cross the sea, and testing the waters with a stone. I didn't know you knew military strategy."

Lu Yiming leaned against the window, watching the sunset outside.

"If you can't find the assassin, force him to come out. As a professional assassin, he won't allow his target to remain alive."

"Let's see if he takes the bait tonight."

……

No one noticed that two furtive figures were lurking in the alley outside the police station.

"Brother, why don't you release this ledger to the media? These cops killed Third Brother; they should pay with their lives!"

Another man wearing a baseball cap slapped him and yelled, "Are you out of your mind? What's the use of paying with your life if the person's dead? Of course, you should extort a huge sum of money!"

The burly man covered his face, looking aggrieved, and said, "Then... what do we do now?"

"Go and put this letter in the mailbox."

"Brother, do we still think we can get the money this way?"

"The man surnamed Gu is currently in the eye of the storm and is most afraid of scandals. Upon seeing this letter, he'll definitely obediently hand over money to keep quiet!"