Cruel and Ruthless, Omnipresent Influence

Seeing that no one left, Luke said with satisfaction: "Very good, very good. Someone just told me that the Security Bureau is trying to win you over to join them. It seems I was worrying too much.

When we're out here making a living, we should have loyalty. When we encounter difficulties, we should first think about sticking together, not jumping ship to save ourselves."

The meeting was silent.

No one responded, which made Luke a little awkward.

Let's get straight to the point.

"I know what you're worried about. Black Mamba, distribute the items in the bag to everyone."

"Yes, Chief Detective."

Shelley placed the handbag on the table and opened it. Seeing that it was all blue potions with no labels, she didn't ask any further questions and quickly distributed one bottle to each person.

While the sponsors held the potions, wondering what was inside.

Luke took a bottle from the handbag and said to everyone, "These are a batch of potent berserker potions that I purchased privately from the Imperial Pharmacist Association through my personal connections.

They take effect quickly, reach their peak rapidly, and allow for a certain degree of self-awareness. The peak effect lasts for fifteen minutes, followed by a decay period of half an hour. The smooth decline minimizes physical burden and reduces side effects to the lowest possible level.

I plan to give this batch of potent berserker potions to you for sale. You can all experience the effects of the potion."

After listening to Luke's introduction, the sponsors looked at the potions in their hands differently.

Berserker potions could greatly stimulate a person's potential, unleashing it in a short burst. They were definitely divine medicines that could determine life and death at critical moments.

However, ordinary berserker potions had equally severe side effects. They could easily lead to a loss of reason, and after the effects wore off, there would be a period of severe fatigue. Those with poor physical condition might even die directly.

The potent berserker potions developed by the Imperial Pharmacist Association, however, could greatly alleviate the side effects after berserking. Therefore, even though the Empire set a very high price for potent berserker potions, they were still in high demand.

Meteor Detective Chief had actually managed to bring potent berserker potions to the Cape District through personal connections. The influence of these personal connections was extraordinary!

More importantly... Meteor Detective Chief wanted to give these potent berserker potions to them to sell.

This was like stuffing gold bars into their pockets.

Although some suspicious individuals suspected it was poison, others with a more carefree disposition directly pulled out the wooden stoppers and downed the entire bottle in one gulp.

This made Luke, who had intended to try one himself, stop in his tracks.

Everyone in the room looked at the two people who had drunk the potion.

"Wow... This... This feeling is truly amazing." The two stood up, their bodies filled with energy. Their skin quickly turned red, their muscles bulged, and their expressions were extremely excited, but their eyes were not completely clouded: "Strength, this is a sense of power I've never experienced before, and it's very stable and sustained. My mind is a bit chaotic, but it's far from uncontrollable."

"This is definitely berserking at its finest!

I don't know what the after-effects will be after the potion wears off, but based on this controllable berserk state alone, this potion is definitely a hot commodity that will sell as fast as we can get it."

After hearing their evaluation, the other sponsors also drank their potent berserker potions.

The effects arrived very quickly. The impact of the surge of power made everyone involuntarily roar.

If Meteor Detective Chief hadn't been sitting there, and Black Mamba hadn't kept her hand on her gun handle, they would have torn down the conference room to vent their strength.

But this also proved the controllability of the berserk state.

The sponsors could only vent their surging power by roaring, leaving the secret agents waiting outside exchanging bewildered glances.

They had no idea what the Chief Detective was doing to the sponsors.

Fifteen minutes later, the peak effect of the potion passed, and the berserking effects gradually subsided. After another half an hour, the berserk state disappeared. The smooth decline greatly reduced the physical burden, and they only felt a certain degree of fatigue afterward, not to the point of being unable to move.

Now, the sponsors looked at Luke with different eyes, no longer seeing him as a debt collector.

He was like a benefactor!

The quick-witted sponsors quickly grabbed the seats closest to Luke and asked anxiously, "Lord Chief Detective, how many of these potent berserker potions do you have? What's the price?"

Luke leaned back against his chair and said, "It's too early to discuss prices and quantities. If we lose control of the docks, do you think our enemies will allow us to smuggle potent berserker potions in?"

Someone slammed the table heavily.

"Whoever dares to compete with us for the docks, I'll kill them!"

Stimulated by the immense profit before them, the others also lost their earlier desire to jump ship. They all rolled up their sleeves and shouted about taking back the docks.

"What if the Security Bureau directly competes with us for the docks?"

Luke's question made the excited crowd fall silent. They truly didn't have the courage to confront the Security Bureau head-on.

Seeing their reaction, Luke smiled and said, "Don't worry... If the Security Bureau gets directly involved, don't we have our Secret Intelligence Bureau?

However, if we want to smuggle and sell potent berserker potions, we must truly band together and form a strong fist to protect the wealth we create in the future.

If it's like now... the Mad Axe Gang is being bullied like that, and we're still considering whether to help, and to what extent?

This business will only lead to your deaths faster.

Do you all understand?"

The crowd, having calmed down from their excitement, seriously considered Luke's words.

The fact that they could sit here meant they were "successful" in the Cape District. Most of those who weren't successful... had died.

The value of potent berserker potions was immeasurable.

It was not just the item itself that could be exchanged for a vast fortune; having a steady source of supply would also yield immense profits.

Once the smuggled Potent Berserk Potions began circulating throughout the Cape District, their value would surely turn many eyes blood-red with greed.

Could they hold onto it?

As things stood, they could not.

Now that Jumu was dead and Hamilton was dead as well, not a single person left possessed the charisma to unite everyone.

No, there was one!

"Detective Chief! For the sake of the Potent Berserk Potions, we are all willing to give our all and unite as one to hold the docks. Please, lead us."

"Detective Chief!! We know that given your status, you surely wouldn't want to be too deeply involved with us. But we all know our own limits; without you stepping forward... we cannot possibly hold onto this business."

"Detective Chief, please lead us!"

In the past, the Secret Intelligence Bureau and the sponsors had a relationship of paying to make trouble go away, and as a high-ranking official of the Empire, the Detective Chief would not have had deep entanglements with these gangs.

But now, the only one left who could pull this scattered mess together was this Meteor Detective Chief, a man with eyes and hands reaching the heavens and a heart as ruthless as his methods.