Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 20 [Are you good at fighting? ]

The warm atmosphere in the warehouse was instantly destroyed, and everyone looked at the uninvited guest with some annoyance.

Then, there was silence.

Because the people who came were wearing dark blue uniforms, with guns on their waists, and on their shoulders there was an emblem of the kingdom, a three-headed dragon with a sword and shield overlapping.

This is the law enforcement officer of the Kingdom Security Office.

"Why don't you continue?" The man who came in was tall and straight, with a tough and strong look. He crossed his arms and had a feeling that everything was under control.

He said something and laughed again.

"Since you don't want to continue, it's my turn. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lewis, Inspector of the Winster Police Station. I now suspect that you are illegally gathering here. Whoever is responsible, please stand up and speak."

"I am." Ethan had to step out, looked at him, and said, "I'm Ethan Porretta, the current CEO of Porretta Venture Capital. I'm here to visit the employees at our company's docks. Is there any misunderstanding here, Inspector Lewis?"

"Are you Ethan Porretta? You've become quite famous recently, and I was looking for you." Lewis stared at Ethan with a half-smile and nodded. "Ethan Porretta, I now suspect you are directly related to several recent murders and gang fights in the city. I need to take you back for questioning."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the warehouse suddenly became tense.

Those dock members who had just received the money were all showing their vicious sides, and some had already secretly picked up weapons.

"What? Are you planning to resist arrest?" Lewis didn't show any fear at all. Instead, his face was full of anticipation.

"Master, this Lewis is a famous black law enforcement officer and is very close to the Evans family." Anya reported to Ethan in a low voice.

The Evans family?

Sure enough, they were not going to give up on the matter of the wharf being taken back.

The bootleg liquor business is really attractive.

"Everyone, please be patient. I think there must be some misunderstanding here. I have always been a law-abiding citizen. I will go there with Inspector Lewis and I believe we will be back soon. Anya, please help me greet them."

Ethan said, took a few quick steps, and walked directly out of the crowd.

"You are very sensible, Ethan, good boy, I like it." Lewis laughed more unscrupulously.

As soon as he turned his head, someone jumped out from behind him and grabbed Ethan.

The two men also took out handcuffs.

"Do you want handcuffs?"

“Yes.” Lewis said, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ethan.

"This is a warrant issued by the Chief Inspector. Since you're implicated in multiple murders and are likely to be extremely vicious, I'm authorizing the handcuffing."

Ethan said nothing more and let them take him out.

As a result, as soon as I went out, the glaring light effects of the flash lights appeared outside.

There was actually a large group of reporters already waiting.

They filmed the scene excitedly.

Is Ethan Porletta, who has been in the spotlight recently, suspected of being arrested?
A title like this is sure to be on tomorrow's headlines.

Ethan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

This was indeed something he didn't expect.

Although the Poletta family does not have a very powerful arm in the police station, they do a lot of work on a daily basis.

Generally, they won't cause trouble to their family.

As a result, he was tricked this time.

Half an hour later, Ethan was already sitting in the interrogation room of the police station.

Lewis kept asking about the details of those two days and one night.

Ethan's response to this was: "Wait until my lawyer gets here."

While the Poletta family's influence in Winston's political and legal circles isn't as strong as the Conti family's, their rise to the top of the Five Great Families likely stems from connections and a lawyer. I believe Anya is on her way to bringing him here as quickly as possible.

Facing Ethan's silence, Lewis continued to ask arrogant questions at first, but later he may have felt a little bored, so he threw the booklet in his hand on the table, crossed his arms again, and said, "Not bad, your strength is not bad, no wonder you can kill Fred and Joan, much better than your brother."

Lewis said this because he is also a real name person.

When Ethan was asking the question, he clearly felt a force fluctuating in his body, as if trying to force him to speak.

However, that force was quickly resisted by Ethan.

It is not known what Lewis's real name is.

It seems to be related to rules and orders.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you speak or not. I didn't really intend for you to speak. This was just a game. All I really want to do is lock you up here for forty-eight hours. Your second-rate lawyer can't change that."

Lewis chuckled.

"Guess what's going to happen outside during these forty-eight hours? Do you think the Pauletta family is still solid without you?"

As he spoke, he stood up, moved closer to Ethan, and looked him in the eye.

Ethan remained calm and said nothing.

"Don't want to do it? What a shame. I still want to test your skills. In that case, just be a good boy, Ethan, and then..."

Lewis sat back, held out a hand, and made a gesture of exploding fireworks.

"You sit back and watch the family you've worked so hard to build explode again. Bang!"

"Haha, let's go out and eat. I don't want to accompany this young master anymore."

Lewis left with his men.

After a while, Ethan's lawyer finally arrived.

Bob Olde.

This was a man in his forties who looked very tired, and even the decent men's suit he was wearing could not hide that feeling.

"I'm sorry, Bob, to need your help on our first meeting." Ethan smiled at him.

"I'm the one who should be sorry, Ethan. I didn't expect I couldn't help you on our first meeting." Bob forced a smile. "Lewis is an old hand. He knows all the rules, so this detention is completely legal. He can keep you here for forty-eight hours. I'm afraid you'll have to be patient."

"It's okay, it's not your fault, Bob." Ethan didn't plan to stay here for forty-eight hours.

"But you do have to do me a few favors."

"You say." Bob pursed his lips and nodded.

"first……"

Twenty minutes later, Bob left.

Lewis returned with his men.

"Well, my beautiful boy, have you made up your mind? Do you want to sit and wait for death, or should we talk about something else?"

Lewis took out a cigarette without hesitation.

"Are you good at fighting?" Ethan suddenly asked.

"what?"

"Did I say you're a good fighter? You've always wanted to fight me. Are you a good fighter?"

Lewis laughed wildly, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and stood up.