A Bumpy Road to Power

Ezekiel Sawyer was now talking about the incident from the Maplewood Case back then.

The head of the Maplewood Case was none other than Fiorenzo Wright, the son of Rhovan Provincial Police Department's chief, Boston Wright.

Dirk Carter didn't know what kind of grudge Boston Wright had against Ezekiel Sawyer, but from his words, it was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with Boston Wright being the police chief of this province.

"I've contributed more than Boston Wright; I'm the real hero of the police system. This police chief position should have been mine. Why can he have it and not me? Since there are things I cannot change, then I'll overthrow him completely. I want progress; I want to defy the odds and change fate…"

By the end.

The tone was already almost a roar.

After listening to Ezekiel Sawyer's narration.

Dirk Carter sneered.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ezekiel Sawyer asked.

Dirk Carter said coldly, "In the end, aren't you just the same as Boston Wright? Saying and doing so much, but isn't it all to satisfy your desire for power? Boston Wright is just an excuse you use to convince yourself; is there any need to be so high-sounding?"

"You don't understand; you will never understand. You succeeded at a young age, climbed to the position of vice mayor at such a young age. How could people like you, who climb the social ladder, understand our sorrow? Fine, there's no need to argue more with you. If it weren't for orders from above to spare your life, I might have sent you to hell right now. Just wait here patiently; it won't be long before the winds of change blow, and then it'll be your time to wail."

After saying this.

Ezekiel Sawyer intended to open the door and leave.

Suddenly.

Dirk Carter shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Ezekiel Sawyer stopped.

With a victorious smile, he asked, "What? Regretting it now?"

"Why would I have any regrets? I just want to ask you a question."

"What question?"

"In your eyes, am I an idiot?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Ezekiel Sawyer was stunned.

He didn't know why Dirk Carter would ask that.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "In terms of the big picture, you could be considered an idiot. But in some aspects, you have a bit of cleverness. However, these small smarts are not enough to change the situation."

"Do you think I wouldn't know that making a fuss in front of everyone would have no effect?"

Upon hearing this.

Ezekiel Sawyer shivered.

He asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Dirk Carter said gently, "I saw through the Houseman Family's scheme long ago. Since I already knew everything, I could warn Commissioner Bohdan Sherwood through any means. But in the end, I chose the most foolish method. Do you want to know why?"

Ezekiel Sawyer's emotions were completely hooked by Dirk Carter at this point.

Following his lead, he asked, "Why?"

Dirk Carter smiled slightly.

He said, "Because I wanted you to jump out voluntarily!"

Just as he finished speaking.

There was a loud thump at the door.

Ezekiel Sawyer keenly sensed that something might have happened outside the door.

He yanked the storage room door open.

Before he could make out what was happening, a sharp knife was pressed against his neck.

Ezekiel Sawyer's face turned pale.

He looked closely.

The four subordinates he had brought were subdued.

Their hands tied behind their backs, and their mouths stuffed with towels, they looked at Ezekiel Sawyer in despair but couldn't make a sound.

The person holding the knife appeared to be in their forties. Though not tall, their gaze was extremely sinister.

"Get in!"

The person murmured.

Ezekiel Sawyer knew he couldn't act rashly now.

He stepped back.

And just as his neck left the knife, his hand quickly reached for his chest pocket.

The middle-aged man reacted swiftly and suddenly kicked him in the chest.

Ezekiel Sawyer flew up, landing heavily in the storage room, directly at Dirk Carter's feet.

Truly the agility of someone who had been on the battlefield.

After falling, his hand still managed to pull out a dark pistol from his chest, intending to aim at the middle-aged man. But before he could act, Dirk Carter kicked precisely at his wrist.

With a snap.

The pistol flew out.

Landing amidst a pile of clutter in the storage room.

By then, the middle-aged man had rushed in and kicked Ezekiel Sawyer hard in the head.

Then, he kneeled on Ezekiel Sawyer's chest with one knee and again held the knife to his neck.

"Damn it, still quite agile. Almost cost me my life,"

The middle-aged man spat spitefully.

At this moment.

The men in uniform black jackets also dragged in the four police officers who had escorted Dirk Carter and then helped the middle-aged man handcuff Ezekiel Sawyer to the metal frame.

And in less than ten minutes' time.

Dirk Carter was released.

While Ezekiel Sawyer was subdued.

Looking at Ezekiel Sawyer's defiance and bloodshot eyes.

Dirk Carter unzipped his jacket to reveal a button connected to a wire.

Then, pulling a very small device from his pocket, he waved it in front of Ezekiel Sawyer, saying, "Lucky you didn't hit me, otherwise I'd have no evidence to show to Commissioner Bohdan Sherwood."

Ezekiel Sawyer looked.

And flew into a rage.

He recognized the device in Dirk Carter's hand—it was a pinhole camera.

In other words, all the conversation between him and Dirk Carter just now had been recorded.

"Dirk Carter, you bastard, you won't die a good death. I'll kill you; I'll kill you…"

He thought he had the upper hand.

Unexpectedly, after all this, Dirk Carter had intentionally made a scene at the reception to make Ezekiel Sawyer reveal himself.

Thus.

Dirk Carter now had evidence to warn Bohdan Sherwood.

A frantic Ezekiel Sawyer cursed and tried to hit Dirk Carter, the handcuffs on the metal rack clanking loudly.

But Dirk Carter stood at a safe distance.

Ezekiel Sawyer couldn't reach him at all.

"Mayor Sawyer, I advise you to save your strength; save some breath for when you have to face the people's judgment."

"Bah, you bastard, you just wait. No matter what you do, you can't change the outcome. You're doomed, Dirk Carter, I guarantee you, you're doomed."

"Alright, since you're so stubborn, you can stay here and reflect. Boss Archer, let's proceed with the next step of the plan."

After saying that.

Dirk Carter strode out of the storage room.

The middle-aged man who had rushed in earlier was undoubtedly Caleb Ford.

At this moment.

The entire Janton State was already under Jethro Houseman's control.

Dirk Carter knew he couldn't mobilize any agency or unit.

But it didn't matter; he still had Caleb Ford and Cosimo Griffin on his side…

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