A Bumpy Road to Power

"The person in charge of a project was driven to suicide by some leaders among you. Is this true?"

Rasco Shaw posed the question.

The meeting room erupted into noise.

Everyone looked at each other, questioning each other furiously.

"Silence!"

Norman Ross tapped the table with his hand.

The room quieted down immediately.

He paused and said, "Governor Rasco, this incident involves some leaders and hasn't been made public yet. However, the Police Department has already taken appropriate measures. Once the matter is clarified, we will report truthfully to the State Committee."

"Clarified? When will it be clarified? How will it be clarified?"

Rasco Shaw asked three questions in quick succession.

Norman Ross pretended to be at a loss for words.

Rasco Shaw seeing this, said, "Mayor Ross, please recount the event in front of everyone."

Norman Ross hesitated.

He deliberately glanced at Jamal Palmer.

He said, "Reporting to Governor Rasco, our city is currently undergoing an old city district renovation project. The deceased is Terrence Hall, the onsite project manager. He had a conflict with the overseeing leader and was later taken to the police station. That night, Terrence Hall committed suicide by slashing his wrist while in custody."

"Ah... how could something like this happen?"

"I didn't know anything about this, did you?"

"Never heard of it..."

Voices of surprise rose again from the crowd below.

Norman Ross's account seemed to downplay the gravity of the matter.

He didn't mention the issues at the construction site, using the word "conflict" to gloss over it, leading listeners to think the leaders were at fault.

"Who is the leader you're referring to?"

Rasco Shaw asked seriously.

Norman Ross leisurely said, "The head of the old city district renovation project, Dirk Carter!"

The revelation stunned everyone.

People began scanning the room.

Looking for Dirk Carter's location.

Just moments ago, everyone thought Dirk Carter and Rasco Shaw were closely connected.

Now, after this drama.

Some understood the situation.

There was likely some fundamental conflict between Dirk Carter and Rasco Shaw.

He wasn't here in Veridia City for research, but to cause trouble for Dirk Carter.

"Where is the chief of police?"

Rasco Shaw called out.

Kent Hamilton stood up.

Rasco Shaw continued asking, "Tell me, how did the deceased die? Suicide by slashing his wrist? Wasn't he already apprehended by your police? Where did the weapon come from?"

Kent Hamilton also looked very aggrieved.

He said, "Reporting to the leader, I was unaware of this matter in advance. It was only after interrogating the related personnel from the precinct that we learned the deceased was apprehended following a conflict. Both Deputy Mayor Dirk Carter and Secretary Gwendolyn Lewis illegally entered the detention area, and with the cooperation of Instructor Fred Carter, turned off the surveillance. It was during this time that Terrence Hall died."

This statement.

Also obscured part of the truth.

As soon as the words were spoken.

A cacophony of sounds arose again.

Dirk Carter, as Deputy Mayor, illegally entered the detention area of the police station and turned off the surveillance.

Leaving aside whether Dirk Carter was responsible for the death, this procedure alone posed significant problems.

"Dirk Carter, do you have anything to explain?"

Rasco Shaw suddenly shouted towards the crowd below.

At this moment.

Dirk Carter slowly stood up.

He could have explained, even showcasing the previously taken photos and videos of the construction site.

But he knew.

Now, even with irrefutable evidence, it would be futile.

The defective products on the site should have long been replaced.

Those photos might only become excuses for Dirk Carter's defense.

"No."

He shook his head and said.

"No? Are you implying that Terrence Hall's death is indeed related to you?"

While asking this, Rasco Shaw raised an eyebrow.

His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.

That condescending expression seemed to tell Dirk Carter, "You're nothing but a tiny ant in my eyes, and if I wish, I can crush you anytime."

"I did enter the police station, but I didn't kill anyone. Terrence Hall's death has nothing to do with me."

Dirk Carter stated.

Rasco Shaw looked enraged.

He turned to Secretary Jamal Palmer.

He asked, "Jamal, what do you think of this matter? How should it be handled?"

Being called out, Jamal Palmer felt a shiver inside.

Inwardly he cursed Rasco Shaw's cunning.

Though Rasco Shaw could easily make decisions himself, he asked Jamal nonetheless.

Undoubtedly wanting Jamal to play the bad guy.

But what choice did he have?

After all, Terrence Hall was one of his people.

With no other options, he could only protect himself now.

After some thought, he said, "Governor Rasco, since Mayor Carter is highly suspect in this matter, I suggest letting the police take him into custody for investigation first."

"Did you hear that? Secretary Palmer said, take him into custody for investigation first."

Norman Ross seized the words, immediately ordering Kent Hamilton, the Chief of Police.

Kent Hamilton seemed to have been prepared for this.

He pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and said straightaway once connected, "Send in a few officers."

Not long after he put down the phone.

Six fully armed officers marched in two rows.

Kent Hamilton approached Dirk Carter.

"Dirk Carter, you are suspected of intentional homicide. The Veridia Police Department will arrest you now. When the higher-level Commission for Discipline Inspection intervenes, we will hand the case over for further investigation. Please cooperate."

After saying this.

He took handcuffs from an officer's hand.

At that very moment.

A barely noticeable smile flashed across Rasco Shaw's face.

Norman Ross's reaction was even more obvious.

Completing this task equated to major achievement in Rasco Shaw's eyes.

Thinking of his bright future.

He was naturally pleased with himself.

Moreover, the grievances Dirk Carter caused him earlier had finally been avenged, his mood couldn't be more elated.

As for the people present.

In their view.

This time Dirk Carter was doomed.

Even if it's eventually found that Terrence Hall's death wasn't related to him.

This Deputy Mayor probably wouldn't be able to hold his position anymore.

"Hold on!"

Just as Dirk Carter was about to extend his hands.

A voice came from the hall entrance.

This shout.

Made everyone's hearts skip a beat.

Hurriedly, everyone turned around.

Just another big figure appeared.

This person was none other than Randall Zechariah, member of Janton State Committee, standing committee member, and Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection.

His sudden appearance made Rasco Shaw frown immediately and the room buzzed with whispers again.

Randall Zechariah walked in leisurely.

Behind him were several staff members from the Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Seeing this.

Jamal Palmer, Norman Ross, and Thayer Burke immediately stood up.

Quickly came down from the podium.

To greet him.

Randall Zechariah didn't acknowledge them.

Instead, he stood firmly in the central aisle of the hall, directly facing the position where Dirk Carter stood.

He said, "This matter has nothing to do with Dirk Carter. There is no need to resort to coercive measures."

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