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The police officers were shocked when they heard what Viana said.

Following the attack, Herrera led the Cato Precinct in gradually removing suspected corrupt officers from key positions.

Police officers who can stay and work at the police station are considered trustworthy.

The police officers' expressions suddenly became tense. The police station's top priority every day is to investigate the mastermind behind the attack.

Unfortunately, the results have been minimal, and despite increasing the reward, the news received has been unremarkable.

Seeing Viana's expression, the police officer realized she didn't seem like one of those thugs trying to scam bounties, so he quickly pulled her aside and whispered something to her.

"Are you sure you have leads related to the attack?"

The matter was of great importance, and the officers had to take it seriously, since the other party was demanding to see Lieutenant Lucas directly.

What if it was that dream girl playing a prank and wasted the lieutenant's time? Does he still want to stay at the Cato branch?

Viana also noticed the change in the police officer's attitude, and after hesitating for only a few seconds, she immediately nodded.

"Yes, but I need to see Lieutenant Lucas to tell you the specifics."

Seeing Viana's unwavering resolve, the officers dared not delay any longer... and took her to the police station's interrogation room, where they gave her instructions.

"You wait here. I'll inform Lieutenant Lucas immediately. If anyone else questions you, don't say what you're here for."

Hearing these words of advice, Viana's trust in the police officer deepened, and she secretly thought that she must have found the right person.

The other person's reaction suggests they are not a bad person.

Unable to find out anything, Viana sat alone in the interrogation room, waiting, repeatedly trying to reassure herself as time passed...

The officer who had been there to greet her hadn't returned yet, and her trust turned into anxiety.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the door, as if afraid that someone would suddenly rush in, pull out a gun, and kill her.

Although I've never witnessed a murder scene, the rumors about corrupt cops have been circulating for a long time.

Even Viana began to regret revealing the information so easily...

The clock on the wall ticked away, and every tick was torture for Viana.

Just as Viana was about to give up, the interrogation room door was pushed open... and she immediately saw the police officer who had greeted her.

The police officer followed behind a very young and handsome officer in military uniform.

Even a fool could guess that the young officer in front of him was none other than Lieutenant Lucas, who had been making headlines in Manizales recently!

Viana's face lit up with joy, and all her worries and anxieties vanished in an instant.

Lucas also sized up the woman in front of him; her strong air of worldliness immediately revealed her profession.

After receiving Herrera's call, he rushed over from the military camp as quickly as possible.

Even if clues about the attackers aren't necessarily useful, Lucas should take them seriously.

If the police incident was the opportunity for him to declare war on the Manizales drug traffickers, then finding the mastermind behind it and executing him would be the perfect conclusion to the first step of his anti-drug plan.

The entire city's drug dealers must know that if you mess with them, there's only one outcome.

If forcing Alex is a crucial step, then this matter is key to whether or not they can control Manizales.

"I am Lucas, what's your name?"

Lucas sat down directly in the chair in front of the woman, cutting straight to the point without any pleasantries.

Viana exchanged a quick glance with Lucas before looking away. His aura was too strong... making her involuntarily nervous. She could only lower her head and answer softly.

"Viana Lillian...!"

Without needing to guess, the other party's profession was already obvious. Lucas didn't discriminate; on the contrary, he held a glimmer of hope for Viana's clues.

In Colombia, prostitution is not considered a disreputable profession, nor is there any need for discrimination.

In this country, just surviving is difficult enough. As long as it's not drug trafficking... it's all within the realm of understanding.

Moreover, Viana's profession places her among the top tier of intelligence gatherers...

"Can I call you Viana? Don't be nervous, relax... Even if the clues you provide can't identify the real culprit, the police will still offer you a $200 reward."

To ease Viana's emotions, Lucas comforted her, saying he would pay her regardless of whether it was true or not.

Clearly, the girl's changing expression indicated that even she couldn't guarantee the authenticity of the clues.

"Lieutenant Lucas... I had a client last night. He was on drugs and drunk. While we were doing business, he said... that he was the one who led the attack on the police station."

"Do you remember what the other person looked like? Besides these things, what else did he say?"

Lucas questioned them patiently. There are many people in Colombia who take pride in opposing the government, as if they can make the government compromise... and become the kings of Colombia.

Viana nodded, then shook her head... and then explained.

"I didn't hear anything else, just this sentence... Oh, and there's one more important thing: not long after this man came to Night Harbor Bar, a group of people rushed into the restroom and took him away."

"Taken away?"

Lucas tapped his fingers lightly on the table, seemingly trying to distinguish between truth and falsehood, or perhaps pondering the connection between them.

"Do you remember what the person who took him away looked like?"

I have a feeling...

The woman sitting opposite him wasn't trying to scam the bounty.

Viana shook her head, then nodded: "I don't know, but I remember those eyes... very vividly, like they wanted to devour someone."

"If you were asked to give a brief description of the other person's appearance, would you be able to do so?"

"Maybe I can give it a try. I remember his eyes vividly; they were fierce...like he could kill me at any moment."

Lucas felt a surge of excitement; after searching for days, he seemed to have finally obtained useful information—if this script was indeed fabricated by the other party…

One can only marvel at how good the prostitutes in Manizales were at acting.

At least for the first impression, the other person should be able to give a complete timeline, including their conversations and ideally, the scene of them being taken away.

If it's fake, then all I can say is awesome!

Even the lies are crafted with such dramatic twists and turns, possessing a compelling narrative.

With a book like this, giving away a portion of the reward wouldn't be a bad deal...

Hearing Viana's affirmative answer, Lucas didn't hesitate and raised his hand to beckon... Herrera, who was following at the back, stepped forward.

"Have someone take her to have her portrait drawn, especially her eyes; they must be reproduced completely."

"Okay, I'll take her there right away."

Herrera accepted the task and was just about to tell Viana to leave when he saw her looking hesitant.

Before he could even speak, Lucas, who was holding a sash, offered words of reassurance.

"Don't worry, I'll still give you your reward regardless of whether the clues are useful or not. Now you just need to try to remember what the person you saw last night looked like."

"If you can describe it completely, I can decide to increase the bounty!"