A Bumpy Road to Power

"Hold on!"

Just as Jethro Houseman was being handcuffed, ready to be escorted into the police car.

Dirk Carter suddenly shouted.

The heavily armed police officers stopped in their tracks.

Jethro Houseman turned around, looking at Dirk Carter without the slightest fear, but rather with a hint of condescension.

"You don't seem to regret what you did at all."

Dirk Carter said to Jethro Houseman.

Jethro Houseman looked relaxed.

He said, "Dirk Carter, oh Dirk Carter, you're too young, do you think this is the first time something like this has happened? Of course not, haven't all those in power come to the top in such ways? I just happened to fail, do you expect to see me crying and begging for mercy from you? Don't be ridiculous."

"You truly are a madman."

Dirk Carter said.

Jethro Houseman laughed heartily.

He said calmly, "Let me tell you how this is going to play out, shall I?"

He paused, then continued, "This sort of thing is undoubtedly a government scandal, so next, someone from higher up will come down to have you sign a confidentiality agreement, demanding that you and everyone involved in this incident keep quiet, not allowed to discuss any of the inside information."

"Afterward, the publicity and reporting of this matter will be completely suppressed, people outside won't know what happened, this thing will seem as if it never occurred, vanishing into the long river of history."

"As for me, well, I'm still somewhat a meritorious figure for the nation, so some face-saving is necessary, thus in the end, I won't be sent to court. At most, I will just be under constant surveillance in my villa, enjoying my twilight years in a different way."

"Lastly, about our Houseman Family, of course, after this failure, Bohdan Sherwood will definitely squeeze the Houseman Family out completely, but it doesn't matter, my family can still move abroad, still do business, anyway, we've already accumulated wealth that you couldn't earn in ten lifetimes, so do you still think you're the victor here?"

Jethro Houseman spoke these words with great ease.

It was a kind of confidence that everything was under control.

Dirk Carter knew.

Jethro Houseman wasn't boasting.

It's more than likely that it would end this way.

Looking at Dirk Carter's expressionless face.

Jethro Houseman laughed heartily again.

Yawning, he said, "Well, since this matter is over, I should go back and have a good sleep, haven't slept peacefully for several days."

Leaving these words behind.

Jethro Houseman was about to turn around and get in the car.

Suddenly.

He felt someone tugging at his back.

Turning around, he saw a fist swinging toward him.

There was no time to dodge.

With a thud.

Dirk Carter's punch landed on his face.

His body crashed against the car with a clang.

Then he slumped onto the ground.

"You... you dared to hit me?"

Jethro Houseman wiped his nose, only to find that with that punch, his nose started bleeding.

Dirk Carter rolled up his sleeves.

He said, "Since you're so eager to sleep, let me help you, have you lying comfortably in a hospital bed for a while."

After saying this.

Dirk Carter pinned Jethro Houseman under the car and started punching and kicking him.

Caleb Ford and Cosimo Griffin cooperated well in blocking those military police, preventing them from getting close.

Dirk Carter vented for about five or six minutes.

By the time he stood up and walked away, Jethro Houseman's old bones were left on the ground just gasping for breath.

This resulted in him ending up in an ambulance instead of a police car.

The fight ended around noon.

At two in the afternoon.

All traces of unrest within the Municipal Committee Compound in Veridia City had been erased.

Just over an hour later.

Four excavators were dispatched to the cafeteria building behind the auditorium.

Within two hours.

The entire building was torn down.

The bullet holes and bloodstains were all cleaned up with the building's collapse.

Throughout this handling, the entire compound was under strict military and police surveillance, and everyone inside was instructed not to leave their workstations or communicate in any way.

Not until around four in the afternoon.

Dozens of cars filed into the Municipal Committee Compound.

From them emerged dozens of people.

Around five o'clock, two middle-aged men in government jackets walked into Dirk Carter's office.

They didn't show their credentials nor reveal their identities.

One inquired, while the other made a record.

They detailed every aspect of Dirk Carter's involvement in the entire incident.

At this moment.

The middle-aged man asking questions said, "Comrade Dirk Carter, before we came, we received a report that stated before the whole incident occurred, you already knew about the detailed plan and timing, yet you didn't report it. I want to ask, what was your intention at that time?"

Upon hearing this question.

Dirk Carter felt a chill in his heart.

He didn't know who reported him, but answering this poorly could spell endless trouble.

He laughed slightly and said, "Comrade, I don't quite understand your question. If I knew the detailed plan and timing, wouldn't that be playing with my own life? Do you think there are such foolish people in the world?"

The inquirer listened.

Looked at the person keeping the record.

The record keeper nodded towards him.

The inquirer asked, "Comrade Dirk Carter, do you take responsibility for everything you just said?"

"Of course."

Dirk Carter said.

The inquirer pulled a document from his bag and presented it to Dirk Carter, saying, "This is a confidentiality agreement, we now require you to sign it. Once signed, the confidentiality agreement immediately takes effect. If in the future we find that you have violated any terms of this confidentiality agreement, we have the right to arrest you according to the law, are you aware?"

Taking the confidentiality agreement, Dirk Carter glanced at it briefly.

Just as Jethro Houseman described.

Today's events are not to be disclosed to anyone.

The whole incident as if it never happened.

Although such a result made Dirk Carter uncomfortable.

He also understood why those above had to do it this way.

After signing the agreement.

The two shook hands with Dirk Carter before leaving.

The signing of confidentiality agreements by everyone in the Municipal Committee Compound continued from four in the afternoon until early the next morning.

By the time morning light began to break the next day.

All the military police responsible for guarding received orders to withdraw.

Everyone in the Municipal Committee Compound finally regained their freedom.

After dozing on the sofa for a while.

Dirk Carter's spirits recovered considerably.

Just as he was about to call Dorothy Zechariah to let her know he was safe, there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door.

Standing before him was none other than Bohdan Sherwood's secretary, Anton Lewis.

"Secretary Lewis, why are you here?"

Dirk Carter asked in surprise.

Anton Lewis smiled slightly.

Said, "Mayor Carter, are you busy right now?"

"Not at all, not at all, Secretary Lewis, is there something you need to discuss?"

Dirk Carter asked.

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