suspect

"Speak up! Who sent you?" Robert demanded sternly, his hand tightly gripping William's throat.

William glared back at him, his face stained with blood, eyebrows furrowed in pain.

Through gritted teeth, he insisted, "No one... no one sent me, I swear. If there was someone, I would have... I would have said by now."

Seeing that relentless questioning yielded no results, Robert instructed the officer, "Check his call records and contacts, find out who he has been meeting recently."

"Yes, of course," the police officer quickly agreed. "We will initiate an investigation immediately."

Then he hesitated, wondering why he was following this guy's orders.

Even if he was a special forces operative, that was abroad.

He had no jurisdiction here. But he dared not voice his objections aloud.

The police immediately recognized that this group of people was far from ordinary. They were individuals of significant influence in the big city—beyond the scope that regular police could handle.

Robert glance