Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 21 Funding and Progress

When Sally appeared at the Lower City headquarters with the grinning, red-haired, baby-faced youth, the headquarters chief, Gru Litt, felt as if he had just been hit on the head.

He thought somewhat absurdly that those expensive and terrible breakfast shops near the headquarters might have hired people to do false advertising on Magic Crystal Network.

This is why the red dragon ran into the half-elf who had just left the house while queuing to buy breakfast.

Otherwise, it's inexplicable how the other party returned here in less than half an hour and brought the dragon back with them.

And what's with these magic-suppressing handcuffs?

Was the dragon startled? Did it summon something else?

He can't very well admit that he killed the people and set the fire, can he?
No, buddy, this isn't your case, don't take it on!

I just made the Zao Er Chuan Dao evidence!
"What's going on, Inspector Sally?"

Fortunately, as the chief of the Lower City, Gru was a man who had seen the world and weathered many storms.

He quickly composed himself, rubbed his temples which were starting to ache, and asked the returning half-elf.

"Sir, this red dragon refuses to confess to its crimes and uses magic to resist law enforcement. This is an extraordinary measure that must be used when necessary."

Sally skillfully delivered the unspoken, bureaucratic jargon that everyone had been using for years.

The gist of it is, I'll arrest them first, and we'll review some documents later before making any changes.

Upon hearing this, Gru maintained a calm demeanor on the surface, but inwardly he was cursing the other party to the core.

As the head of the police station in the lower district, he was well aware that many of the lower-level patrols were dishonest, acted improperly, and were greedy for credit and reckless.

But he really didn't expect that the half-elf in the central district would be such a stupid pig.

They are not ordinary individuals with lifespans of nearly two hundred years. Shouldn't a job rotation be at least ten years? How come they are like this?
He clearly just wanted to brush the other person off.

He clearly told the other party to go back and wait for more information on the identification before searching again and to have some interaction with the Red Dragon.

This whole process will take at least a day.

A day is more than enough for him to compile the class, equipment, and abilities of every attacking drow elf.

They disguised the scene perfectly to give their superiors a satisfactory report.

That's how this major case ended, and everything was over.

Although there was no reward, at least Gru could still enjoy a peaceful retirement in his current position.

So what did this idiot do?

She brought Ren Honglong back, and without sufficient evidence, and even though the criminal had already been identified, she used underhanded methods to bring him to the police station.

All this is for the purpose of making a name for oneself and achieving great success.
Has she ever considered what this level of case might involve?
Does she really think that all those gangsters and thugs in the downtown area are normal and natural beings?

Despite repeated crackdowns by the patrol station, they always manage to resurface.

None of them have powerful backers behind them, nor are they someone else's puppet masters, right?

As a middle-aged man, Gru's blood pressure is a bit high right now.

He knew that the way things had turned out was inextricably linked to his failure to inform the other party that the case had already been classified.

But the half-elf's recklessness and foolishness were also beyond his expectations.

He didn't understand. Despite the other person's youthful appearance, they should be about the same age as him.

How can someone be so lacking in a sense of the bigger picture?

The bigger the case, the more formalized and procedural it should be. Unless you are 90% or more certain, do not overstep your authority.

Otherwise, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?
If you haven't understood this principle after living for decades, has your life been too smooth and you've never suffered a loss?
Gru looked at the grinning red dragon, his headache growing stronger.

According to the information he had previously received from Sally, this kid was a protected animal, a minor, and extremely cunning.

This was clearly not something the other party committed, and the reason he was willing to come here was...

"Tsk, do you want compensation?"

In an instant, Gru understood the key to handling the situation. He looked at Loren, then at the excited half-elf inspector, and issued his first command.

"You, get out. You, have a private talk with me."

His words surprised the other two people present.

After all, it was the half-elf inspector Sally who was to leave, while the one who would stay was the red dragon in handcuffs.

"Director!"

Sally immediately became anxious. The red dragon imp was the key to her turn the tide, and she had staked everything on it. She couldn't possibly let this fat, middle-aged human from the lower city just give up.

She had initially thought the other person was a good person, but she never expected them to be so greedy and shameless!
"I don't want to say it a second time."

"Get out."

Gru stared directly at the half-elf, gently wiping the medallion on his shoulder. He knew exactly how things had gotten to this point.

He knew even better what was more important to these ambitious guys.

Sally glared at Gru, looking at his uniform and the honors on it, gritted her teeth, left a final sentence, and slammed the door shut as she left.

"You will regret this."

"I am the director, you idiot."

Gru muttered something to himself, then turned his gaze to the red dragon, who was watching the show with amusement.

He sighed and then slowly began to speak.
"Let me make this clear first, I'm not on the same side as that idiot. You can do whatever you want with her later."

Gru paused as he spoke.
"Let's talk about it again. How much money can buy you some temporary peace and quiet?"

"After that, you can file a complaint, report her, or even sue her in court."

"Once you get through this busy period, and once the news of the Drow elves taking responsibility for this matter makes the news, you can do whatever you want."

Gru looked at the red dragon, waiting for the brat to make an offer while also calculating the value of the matter.

Loren was stunned for a moment; even he was somewhat taken aback by how things had turned out.

As expected of the chief of the Lower District Police Station, he always handles things with such shrewdness and insight.
How could he tell at a glance that I was poor?

However, the information revealed by the other party is also worth digesting. Judging from the timeline, Miss Ye Ying should still be in the safe house and has not yet returned to the family.

How did this matter come to be attributed to the drow elves?

Who acted so quickly?
Isn't this progress wrong?

If Loren hadn't been in such a rush that morning, if he had bought an urgent extra edition of the morning paper while buying breakfast, or if he had secretly glanced at the unscrupulous news on his magic crystal terminal, he would have known...
Early last night, Faralon Sith, a half-elf councilor in the upper district of Verdant City, committed suicide after being shot in the back.

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