Carter slammed the door, ripped his collar and walked back to his seat, picking up his teacup and sipping down half of the coffee he had left over from last night. He walked back and forth a few steps in a huff, and said something with a curse in his mouth.

The attitude of the newly appointed mayor Donald towards his performance as police chief was a bit alienating, and some signs of something was not quite right immediately appeared in the people below. When Durin is not gone, he will always be the only voice in the entire police station, no matter how unreasonable the task he asks the police officers to perform, no one will refute it, not even question. But now, with some signs of something not quite good, the non-Gualt officers are disobeying his orders, even questioning him about the purpose of his orders.

He knew very well why these people would do this, just to avoid himself from being planted when the mayor purged the Dulin family in the police station. But they ignore another problem, and when they start to think about leaving a way back for themselves, they cut off Haidt's back road. If Haight doesn't deal with them, at most a few days, almost half of the officers in the police station will disobey and ignore his orders, and once the people's hearts are scattered, the team will not be able to lead them.

Scott calmed down the anger in his heart for a while, and then looked at Scott curiously, "What are you doing here?"

"Good thing!", Scott stroked Haight and sat down in the chair in front of him, his legs crossed, "The boss said that since Donald intends to challenge his rules, then he should let him know that there are things to be done, and there is a heavy price to pay!"

"This is decided?", Haidt was stunned for a moment, Donald had just taken office for a few days, and Durin was about to remove him from power, was it a little too fast. But soon Haight nodded in agreement and said, "No problem, he should be taught a lesson, and I'll do it immediately!"

After Scott left, Haight thought about it, put on his police hat, and went straight to the last room in the detention cell. As soon as he opened the door, the woman in the room raised her head with an indescribable look in her eyes. This woman has been locked up here for almost half a year, and at first she will make a fuss, either to accuse Durin or to threaten to kill herself. After more than a month of trouble, no one paid attention to her, and after cutting off her food for two days, she became honest.

Every two or three days, a policewoman would come to chat with her, supposedly to avoid driving her crazy, but now she is doing well.

He tossed the file bag in his hand, and Alice reacted a little sluggishly, she opened the file bag, which contained a thick stack of photos. For the first time, Alice's numb expression changed, and these photos were almost all close-ups of different characters, men and women, old and young, all of whom had a distinctive feature, they were all Alice's relatives.

Her brother and brother, her father and mother, her aunts and uncles, these people all appear in these photos. Alice looked up at Haidt sharply, her hand clutching the file bag tightly, she pursed her lips, "What do you want?"

"Me?", Haight chuckled, "it's not me, ma'am, it's the boss who wants you to do something for him." After doing these things, you may have some trouble for a while, but soon you will be free to go to a new place and start a new life!"

"What am I going to do?"

Haight glanced back down the hallway and closed the door.

Three days later, an explosive news spread through the telephone lines to all the newspapers, and many morning and daily newspapers actually printed an emergency supplement in the evening, which shows the sensation of this news.

The assassination of Durin, the mayor of Otis, made a major breakthrough when a freelancer sold his photo to a number of newspapers for 50,000 yuan, and then sold it to the rest for a lower price. Although her behavior is very shameless, everyone has decided not to bother with her for the time being, because these photos are indeed worth the money.

That night, Donald pale and got the supplement printed by the Otis City Daily, the first page of the supplement was completely occupied by the blackened and bold text, the content of which was "The Darkness Behind the Sun", followed by seven enlarged photographs, the whole newspaper did not have a single text except the headline, but it was definitely imaginative.

The first photograph shows the moment of the riot in front of the town hall square at the time of Doolin's assassination, and there are crowds of people fleeing in panic, the most striking of which is that Dührin collapsed under the podium. This photograph shows several Assassins holding pistols and pointing at Durin on the podium.

The second photo shows a car parked on the side of the street, and behind the car, three guys with clear faces and weapons in their hands are rushing towards the car. The car had local license plates, and there was a driver in the cab, all of whom were wearing loose trench coats and bowler felt hats with a low brim, but they could still be vaguely distinguished.

The third picture shows these people sitting in the car, and one of them has the brim of his hat fully raised, revealing his appearance, which is very clear. He was looking at the running policeman and Doolin's bodyguards in the distance, the driver had turned the steering wheel and the car had left the side of the road.

The fourth photo is a very ordinary street photo, in which a woman sits on the edge of a flower bed and looks at the book in her hand demurely, revealing a thoughtful look, and her slightly twisted brows make people have a desire to find out, what is it that makes this beautiful woman confused. But that's not the point of this photo, the focus is on the bottom left corner of the photo, where the Assassin is inviting a sideways male into a restaurant.

Then the fifth and sixth photos were apparently not taken with the same camera as the previous one, and may not have been taken in the same time period. However, the assassin who assassinated Durin is shown in these two photos. The Assassin stood at the edge of the photograph in his formal attire, and in the middle of the photograph was a man of great prowess in northern high society, named Solo. Readers who have seen this photograph have already guessed that the assassin must have all the connections between the assassin and the person in the photograph who is already in the picture.

And the seventh photo, which is very simple and familiar to everyone, is a frontal photo of Mr. Donald, who recently became mayor of Otis. He was half-sideways in a very modest outfit, facing the camera, and smiling very brightly.

Many people suddenly realized something, immediately returned to page five, and looked at the person in the lower left corner of the photo with a magnifying glass, and their faces suddenly showed shock.

That's Donald, and Donald is with the Assassins!

Donald himself was at a loss, but he quickly came to his senses and tore the newspaper to shreds. That's right, Solo talked to him and asked him to say a few good words for the Capet family in Durin's ear, to see if he could use his path as the city's No. 2 person to get through the relationship with the No. 1 person, and let the Capet family get a share of a casino. They did sit outside for a while, and he did accede to Solo's request, but he didn't say anything to Durin about it.

He just perfunctory Solo, but he didn't expect that he was very likely to be planted in this matter, this is a planting, a blame!

At the same time, he could not hesitate to guess the driving force behind this matter - Durin.

It must be that guy who is hating himself for taking his place, so this is the way to get him out of office, but he is innocent!

Donald told himself that he had to do something, and if he didn't say anything, public opinion would definitely be one-sided, led by conspiracy theories that could treat anything as a conspiracy. The ordinary and very stupid people will surely believe in some distorted truth. He had to stand up and tell him that it was a persecution of him, and that these reports were untrue and deliberately put together to frame him.

At this time, the phone in his hand rang suddenly, he hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone, and his somewhat unfamiliar voice came from the phone, "Hello, Mayor Donald, I'm Powell, I have a question you need to answer, you must give me the most authentic answer, only then can we choose how to do it, understand?", the voice on the phone paused for three seconds, and then rang again, "Has Solo met you?"

Donald knew Powell, and he was able to say a lot of power when he was on stage this time, so he hesitated for a moment before saying "yes".

"Have you talked about Doolin and some policy questions about the city of Otis?

"Yes, we said ......", Donald didn't finish his words, he took the earpiece away from his ear a little dazedly, and then looked blankly at the earpiece in his hand, the call signal inside had been cut off.

What does that mean?

Why did you hang up after asking two questions?

Does Powell not trust himself either?

Donald couldn't figure out what was going on in the world for a moment, and Powell didn't know either, because the call wasn't made by Powell.

The next day, the price of the Imperial Capital Daily rose to three yuan and ninety-nine cents, and such a terrifying increase was not because the decision-makers of the newspaper were crazy, but that today's newspaper was a little different. In addition to the newspaper itself, there was also an audio tape, the content of which was outrageously short, less than thirty seconds to set up.

But even so, all the newspapers that had been printed and sold in the Imperial Capital Daily were sold out within an hour, and after four consecutive republications, the scalp-numbing sales speed was effectively alleviated, and what made the Imperial Capital Daily even more excited was that newspapers and news organizations from all over the empire had ordered more than 217,000 audio tapes from them, which would make their sales in one day equal to the sales of the past three months!

On this day, those two lines of dialogue are repeated in the streets and alleys of the Empire!