The Despair He Wanted to Give Him
"Hello, is this the Chief Inspector of the Police Department?"
A young, innocent voice came from the other end of the phone.
Ainard gripped the phone tightly, somewhat nervous, but his voice remained calm and steady.
"That's right, Lord Ian. What are your instructions?"
"It's nothing. I'm in the city center, and a group of criminals were just arrested here. I need to take one of them away, but some police officers are blocking them, so I'd appreciate it if you could explain the situation."
Ian's calm voice came from the other end of the phone.
Upon hearing this, Ainard felt a chill in his heart.
Clearly, this is not a big deal. With something like this, he wouldn't be able to serve Ian, nor would he have any chance to advance his career!
But he firmly steadied himself and said in a deep voice.
"Please hand the phone to the nearest officer; I will explain the situation to them..."
Located in the city center, Ian calmly handed the phone out, gesturing for the other party to take it.
The group of police officers stopped what they were doing, looking at each other in bewilderment. They had all heard what the boy had just said!
But... what are they saying?
Police Department!?
You must be joking! Even their superiors wouldn't have the opportunity to get in touch with such important figures!
Even.
The officers all thought the kid was joking, but what if he was serious?
Then one of the older officers stepped forward, looked Ian with some suspicion, and took the phone from him.
"Hello, this is Officer 1742. May I ask who you are...?"
Before the other person could finish speaking, a voice came from the other end of the phone, interrupting him.
"I am Ainard. Are you led by Wuleide or Pamina?"
Upon hearing this, the older police officer's forehead instantly broke out in a sweat.
The two names the other party called out were both big shots in the police force, names that ordinary people wouldn't know!
"Your Excellency, we are under the command of Lord Wuleide..."
He was interrupted before he could finish speaking, but the other person didn't seem to care and simply said in a deep voice.
"Now, you must immediately cease any tasks you are currently performing and fully obey Ian's orders before you. Do you understand?"
The authoritative tone from the superior officer made the officer who answered the phone tense up, straightening his posture involuntarily as he spoke respectfully.
"Yes!"
"Alright, now, I'll hand the phone over to Lord Ian!"
"Remember, in front of this esteemed person, never overstep your bounds in any way. You must show absolute respect and obedience. This is a major test for those of you who are about to be transferred to the position of the Police Department!"
Upon hearing the words on the phone, the older police officer's eyes lit up.
After so many years of hard work, he was still just an ordinary police officer. He never imagined that fate would be so dramatic, and he would suddenly get the opportunity to be promoted to the Police Department!
"Yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't hide his joy. He then respectfully handed the phone to Ian and whispered something.
"Sir, my men were ignorant and offended you just now. Please forgive them. From now on, we will follow your orders in all our actions!"
The officers behind him, who were considered the senior officers in the team, were taken aback by what they heard.
The officer who had just chased Ian away looked rather embarrassed, timidly touching his nose, as if he had really offended some important person.
Seeing the change in the other party's attitude, Ian, with his current hearing, could clearly hear what was being said on the other end of the phone, and couldn't help but smile wryly.
Sometimes, that's just how politics is.
The "big shots" at the top of the political niche often don't need to say anything at all; everything is naturally arranged for them by others.
This is also one of the reasons why ordinary people pursue power.
Clearly, Ian has now become a "big shot" in some way.
He doesn't need the help of ordinary people at all.
After all, unlike the secular power structure, the world of Nen users doesn't care about that; it's all about who has the strongest fist!
However, he liked the way the Police Department worked.
This approach both gives subordinates some incentives and ensures that they feel secure and will work diligently for one's own future.
No one dislikes a subordinate who is flexible, insightful, and capable.
After taking the phone, Ian spoke first with a smile.
"I appreciate your kindness, but what follows is not something an ordinary police officer can handle."
"So there's no need for them to get involved. However... I heard what you just promised, so don't go back on your word because of that. After all, I'd love to see the hardworking officers on the front lines get the promotions they deserve."
Upon hearing Ian's voice on the phone, Ainard, who was in his office, was taken aback for a moment, then immediately spoke respectfully.
"Everything will be done according to your wishes, sir..."
Ian calmly glanced around the car. Several officers noticed his gaze and immediately drew their guns, keeping a close eye on the numerous prisoners inside. Ian continued speaking.
"I didn't have a chance to formally ask before, Director, could you tell me your name?"
In the distance, Ainard was taken aback, then a look of joy flashed in his eyes, and he quickly said respectfully.
"Ainard, sir, you may just call me Ainard!"
Ian nodded and smiled.
"Ainard, I'll remember you. Do your best. Ejin City needs talents like you to shine. That's all for now, I'm hanging up."
Ian then hung up the phone.
Located inside the office.
Ainard felt a surge of excitement welling up from the bottom of his heart, an irrepressible sense of elation!
He swung his fist hard!
Marvelous!
He also seized... a sliver of an opportunity...
At the age of forty-five, he felt he had finally seized the opportunity to realize his life's value!
Not far away.
Ian's entire behavior was Milluki Illumi and Tsubone.
"This guy's behavior is really strange, completely unlike someone his age... He talks like he's more mature than my dad..."
Milluki muttered softly.
Illumi, standing to the side, didn't even look at him; instead, he delivered a heavy chop to the man's head.
"It hurts!"
Milluki grinned, Tsubone gave him a deep look and said seriously.
"Young Milluki, never underestimate anyone."
"There are many precocious people in this world, but... those who are powerful and have strong tactics are the most difficult to deal with. You are still young and cannot understand this yet, but this is an experience that this old servant has summarized from countless encounters with people throughout his life. I hope you will take this as a warning, young master."
Milluki nodded thoughtfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the other person walk into the police car.
They noticed that the other person was gripping the doll's neck, and wondered what the meaning of this action was.
Ian, meanwhile, leaned forward and smiled gently at one of the seemingly ordinary-looking prisoners who was tightly bound by the "Justice Rope" inside the police car.
"Can you tell me why you're hiding here pretending to be an ordinary person?"
"I don't like guessing games, so... please tell me everything you know, that way... you shouldn't have any objections!"
As he finished speaking, the force in his palm gradually increased.
The next moment.
Inside the police car, a criminal suddenly began to struggle violently!
His Nen surged, and even with the "Justice Rope" binding him, he was still powerless. Supported by his Nen, he struggled to tear at the "Justice Rope"!
However, no matter how much he struggled, the intense feeling of suffocation surrounding his neck remained with him.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was flushed purple, and his thin, bony hands were outstretched towards Ian, as if trying to stop him.
In the distance, Milluki Illumi and Tsubone watched this bizarre scene with solemn expressions.
Even the surrounding police officers swallowed hard.
They'd seen it all, but this bizarre thing had actually happened right before their eyes!
Ian, however, maintained a smile throughout and did not move an inch.
Under absolute control of force.
The other person would likely faint from lack of oxygen before reaching him; this sense of powerless struggle was precisely the despair he wanted to inflict upon them.