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In the office of the Metropolitan Investigation Bureau, Director Anthony was an older man with slightly graying hair. Despite his age, he maintained a strong and upright posture, and his gaze exuded an intense pressure that could not be ignored. His serious demeanor made anyone who looked at him overlook his age, instead feeling the weight of his formidable will.
As Ryan reported in, Anthony wasted no time. He ordered all members still on duty to assemble immediately. He intended to lead the team personally, armed and ready, to head to the port. Even those who had already gone home were instructed to grab their weapons and come to the port for support.
To bolster credibility, Ryan transmitted footage from William's recording device back to the director, but Anthony was too focused to watch it. With a decisive attitude, he issued a succinct command aimed solely at getting everyone to the port as quickly as possible.
The entire Investigation Bureau sprang into action. Those still on duty—whether from the task force or the search team—hurriedly donned their bulletproof vests and grabbed their submachine guns. Outside the bureau, urgent phone calls jolted them awake, demanding that they arm themselves and head to the port.
Every vehicle in the parking lot was topped with flashing red and blue lights, creating a chaotic yet vibrant display as four members quickly gathered and set off for the port. This efficiency left onlookers stunned.
"Unbelievable! The first episode is just minutes away from a gunfight on the transport ship! Did it really kick off this big right at the start? Awesome!"
"Haha! I'm here for the first episode; I'm claiming my spot!"
"This Director Anthony has guts! No hesitation at all—everyone's mobilized! And he's leading the charge himself!"
Meanwhile, as the Metropolitan Investigation Bureau mobilized, the largest gang in the metropolis, known as the Serpent, was also busy. Inside a lavish private club, in a spacious bathhouse filled with swirling smoke and fragrant aromas, it was hard to distinguish whether it was cigar smoke or essential oils wafting through the air.
Charles, the Cobra Boss, was enjoying a soak with his loyal subordinates. Surrounding the bath were bottles of expensive champagne and fine cigars, complemented by an array of delicious food and beautiful women clad in colorful bikinis.
Charles did not exude typical criminal energy; instead, he resembled an elite gentleman. With a refined and approachable middle-aged appearance, his eyes occasionally flashed with a fierce glint that could instill fear in any subordinate. As he relaxed in the bath with a cigar between his lips, a woman stood behind him, massaging his neck.
The Serpent, with a fierce expression and muscles taut, suddenly leaned in to report, "Boss, that little guy Bojins just called in a video. He’s on a Transport Ship and has discovered something extraordinary. He even had a firefight with the Investigation Bureau's hounds and is requesting backup."
"Let me see," Charles replied in a calm tone, deliberately slowing his speech by a second compared to how most people would talk. Although Ed was already accustomed to his boss's way of speaking, he always felt an immense psychological pressure whenever he heard it.
In silence, Ed handed over the phone, which occasionally echoed with the sounds of their Serpent squad's gunfire, sounding fierce and intense.
When Charles took the phone, he saw an unfamiliar young subordinate on the screen. It was understandable; the Serpent was a large organization, and no matter how hard Charles tried, he couldn’t remember every subordinate's face and name.
It didn’t matter that he didn’t recognize the young man; what mattered was that the young man recognized his boss. "Boss! Over here, look!" The subordinate, facing Charles, didn’t dare say anything unnecessary. He quickly shifted the camera to focus on a Red Cargo Box, zeroing in on a Tactical Nuclear Weapon inside.
Charles remained unfazed by the revelation of such an unusual item that could intimidate both the Serpent and the Investigation Bureau into submission. His expression remained gentle as he said, "I understand. I’ll bring people over now. You all need to hold your ground. If you can’t hold it, you know what will happen."
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