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Chapter 53 I won't eat your cake



Chapter 53 I won't eat your cake

The next day, Lu Yiming was woken up by a phone call.

His colleague hurriedly told him that the two survivors of the body-piece case had been shot dead.

「What??!!!∑(゚Д゚ノ)ノ」

He didn't dare delay, got into Mia's car, and rushed to St. Mary's Medical Center.

Just as they arrived at the main gate, they ran into Director Gu Qiu and the rest of the homicide squad.

"What happened? How did these two people die?"

Lu Yiming was furious.

Malik was saved by him risking his life to jump off the building, but he still couldn't be saved.

He recalled the shot on the rooftop, and his gaze involuntarily drifted towards Gu Qiu.

Could it be that Gu Qiu killed him to cover it up?

After all, once the pieces are used up, there's no need to keep them.

The safest people are the dead who can't speak.

"Let's go up and take a look." homicide squad leader Marcus rubbed his temples. Cases have been piling up lately; Fremont is practically turning into Gotham City.

The elevator went straight up to the third floor, to the intensive care unit.

As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, two men in dark blue uniforms with badges around their necks blocked their way.

"FBI. We've taken over the case. You can go back now."

The other person took out their ID and waved it around, then put it away without caring whether they could see it clearly or not.

Everyone was stunned. The FBI had actually gotten involved?

Lu Yiming cursed inwardly.

What's going on here?

When the case of the dismembered body was making headlines, the FBI was nowhere to be seen. Now that the person is dead, they finally show up.

Did the FBI select this person from the neighboring town of Beika?

"The crime scene is in Fremont, and according to regulations, we can see the body and the crime scene."

Marcus stood his ground and refused to back down.

Lu Yiming was quick-witted. This was troublesome.

The FBI is directly under federal jurisdiction, and has absolute authority to take over local police department cases whenever they involve interstate crime, serial killers, or cases of significant public interest.

Rank has the power to crush people; they forcefully intervened, and there's not a single legal fault to be found in their actions.

"The body has been sent for autopsy. Please leave to avoid disturbing the scene."

The two FBI agents held their chins high, their tone brimming with superiority.

Upon hearing this, the entire homicide squad blushed.

They won't even let us look? Do they think they're thugs? Or will they wreck the scene?

The FBI's forceful intervention is not a good thing.

If it is discovered that the police have any shady dealings in the case of the dismembered corpses, the entire homicide squad may be implicated.

"Damn it!" Marcus was so angry that he reached for his holster.

Lu Yiming reacted quickly and grabbed his wrist.

"Boss, calm down, calm down, let's take a look first."

There's no point in saying more. I'll just have to swallow this for now.

The group slunk down the stairs.

As soon as I arrived at the lobby on the first floor, I was greeted by a dense wall of people.

Flashes went off incessantly, and all sorts of cameras were aimed at Gu Qiu.

"Director Gu! Is it true that the survivor of the body-piece case was shot and killed in the hospital this morning?"

"Is it true that the hospital has been injecting survivors with sedatives to keep them in a coma, deliberately turning them into a vegetative state?"

"An anonymous whistleblower has accused you and the president of being behind the body-splitting case, and of instructing disabled people to self-harm to exert pressure. What is your response to this?"

"Why close the case when there are still limbs and a head missing? Is it to cover something up?"

The reporters chattered incessantly, completely blocking the exit.

As Lu Yiming helped Gu Qiu squeeze out, he was secretly alarmed.

This inside story has actually been exposed?

After he was officially appointed, he was asked to stop investigating the case of piecing together corpses. He thought the case was over, but he didn't expect there to be a follow-up.

The FBI was in a hurry to seize the body, and the media, sensing the opportunity, flocked to the scene.

This pace is too fast.

"We are still investigating the specifics. We cannot disclose them at this time."

Gu Qiu remained calm and, escorted by police officers, got into the car.

Lu Yiming followed closely behind and squeezed into the back seat.

Mia brought her tablet closer, where several bald-headed influencers were passionately analyzing something on the screen.

A bald man is holding an IV drip bottle from a hospital.

"The two survivors weren't injected with nutrient solution at all, but with propofol, a drug that can put people into a deep sleep. We reasonably suspect that someone didn't want them to wake up."

"Fremont Police Chief Gu Qiu is Asian. Those who know, know. They are nothing but parasites who have made any contribution to American society."

"These people are talking complete nonsense!" Mia stamped her foot in frustration.

Lu Yiming frowned.

Having learned a few tricks from the old foxes, he sensed a political conspiracy.

If Gu Qiu and the Democratic Party were trying to silence him, there would be no need to fire a shot.

Both of them were already seriously injured and in a coma.

Continue injecting the drug until both die naturally—a flawless act that no one will suspect.

Why bother with such a high-profile shooting?

It's like standing in the street and shouting, "Come and see! I killed these two people!"

They seemed afraid others wouldn't know there was something fishy about the deaths of these two people.

Moreover, the timing was too tricky.

Gu Qiu is about to run for mayor when a shocking scandal breaks out.

This doesn't seem like a cover-up; it's more like a conspiracy targeting the mayoral election.

and many more……

Lu Yiming's heart sank.

If Gu Qiu doesn't become mayor, then the position of head of the homicide squad that was promised to him will fall through, right?

This is a lose-lose situation for both sides!

Mia swiped the screen and clicked on another video, which was of another candidate for mayor.

In the video, a heavily made-up Black man wearing a dress is giving a speech on stage in a high-pitched, affected voice.

"China's capital of interstellar romance! They've built the most advanced sixth-generation fighter jet! And what about us? We can't even draw a proper PowerPoint presentation!"

"What does this show? It shows that we haven't done enough in the LGBT cause! Not nearly enough!"

"Vote for me! Make me mayor! Let's free our gender from being defined!"

The enthusiastic crowd below the stage raised their arms, and many were moved to tears.

Lu Yiming stared at the screen, his lips twitching.

What kind of logic is this?

Could you please make a copy of this list for me later? I'll go door-to-door selling them health supplements when they get old.

"It's not over yet," Mia pointed out the window; they had already arrived at the police station entrance.

A large crowd sat in protest in front of the police station.

Holding up various signs:

"Give disabled people the truth!"

"Asians get out of America."

"Oppose political assassination! Severely punish corrupt cop Gu Qiu!"

Mia held her forehead, somewhat at a loss.

"The police station was blocked by protesters who were demanding an explanation."

Lu Yiming was somewhat surprised. Only a few hours had passed since the incident, yet everyone already knew how it happened.

The speed at which this public opinion has escalated is so fast that even a dog wouldn't believe it if you said there wasn't someone pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Gu Qiu sat in the car, pinching the bridge of his nose, looking utterly exhausted.

Lu Yiming looked at him and sneered inwardly.

This old fox probably didn't expect his opponent to resort to such a sneaky trick.

If such a shocking scandal breaks out at this time, the mayor's position will most likely be in jeopardy.

Gu Qiu raised her eyelids and looked at Lu Yiming: "I promised you before that whoever found Marcus would be promoted to team leader. Now it seems that I may not be able to promote you."

The implication was that he would not be able to become mayor.

Lu Yiming curled his lip.

If this goes wrong, I'll lose even my position as bureau chief.

Marcus is likely to succeed him as director, and the position of head of the homicide squad will most likely go to Leo based on seniority.

Of course, this wasn't good news for him either; he lost his position as head of the homicide squad.

Gu Qiu changed the subject, "However, if you can help me find out who killed those two people, I'll guarantee you the position of team leader."

Lu Yiming rolled his eyes. He decided not to eat the pancake this time.

Is this even human language? Now that the FBI has taken the case, I can't even get into the crime scene. How am I supposed to help you solve the case?

"Director, should you contact the others?" Lu Yiming suggested.

Does that mean, with so many people standing behind you, no one can step in and intervene?

Gu Qiu glanced at him in surprise, understood, but still shook her head: "Now we need to find out the truth before the rest can proceed."

Lu Yiming spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless to help.

I don't know anyone at the FBI, I can't even get in the door, how am I supposed to investigate?

Just then, his phone rang.

The call connected, and a seductive woman's voice came from the phone:

"Hey junior, is that annoying rich girl with you? Your senior's here on your turf, aren't you going to treat me to a meal?"


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