Mad Dog Ike

The floor was covered in corpses, and not one of them had an obsession.

Could it be because they'd died too quickly?

With that strange thought in mind, Brian finally walked into the apartment.

Unfortunately, Mad Dog Ike was not in this apartment.

According to the ladies in the apartment and the surviving underling, Ike had not shown up since the end of last month.

The only one who probably knew his movements was Ike's younger brother.

But that unlucky bastard had been the first to have his head blown off by Susan.

By now, his corpse had already gone stiff.

Left with no choice, everyone could only take all the ladies and johns in the apartment back for interrogation, hoping to get useful leads.

Once they started asking, they really did get useful information!

Outside the interrogation room, Brian and Susan watched the surveillance feed from the interrogation room.

Ivan and Glenn, two experienced detectives, were responsible for recording another round of questioning with the lady who had provided useful information.

The person being questioned was a tall woman with strong, defined features.

The woman wore heavy smoky makeup, but her delicate features still made it clear she was not very old. The only flaw was that her left cheek was swollen high, and the faint imprint of a slap could still be seen.

"Shaina, you're saying you knew Kenneth?"

"Yes. He was my neighbor.

We were very close.

Last month, I even borrowed money from Boss Ike to get Kenneth a food truck."

Hearing this, not only did Ivan and Glenn inside the interrogation room perk up, Susan and Old Harden outside the interrogation room also became alert.

This woman named Shaina might actually know something about the bombing!

Brian, meanwhile, could not help lighting a cigarette.

Shaina.

The obsession of the deceased Kenneth.

Their relationship really was anything but ordinary.

Inside the interrogation room, sorrow showed on Shaina's face. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have dragged Kenneth into Ike's business. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been blown up by men sent by that mad dog Ike."

"What?"

Ivan straightened at the waist. "Ms. Shaina, are you saying Kenneth was killed in an explosion by people Ike sent?"

Shaina nodded and said with certainty, "It was definitely him!"

"What do you know?"

"Ike told me that himself. I can testify against him!" A trace of hatred flashed through Shaina's eyes.

"I was Kenneth's girlfriend, and I'm carrying his child.

But I always felt I wasn't good enough for him.

So I wouldn't let Kenneth tell anyone.

After Kenneth found out I was pregnant, he wanted to make more money and buy me back from Ike.

So we discussed getting a food truck.

Because I'd been forced into a drug addiction, I didn't have much money, so I could only borrow from Ike.

After he found out Kenneth wanted to run a food truck, he agreed to lend the money as long as Kenneth was willing to help draw customers to the apartment.

Kenneth agreed.

But we never expected the food truck's business to be so good.

Kenneth quickly earned enough money to pay back the cost of the food truck.

The day before the incident, Kenneth came to the apartment to repay the money.

He wanted to stop bringing johns over to Ike in the future.

Ike beat him viciously and threatened that if Kenneth didn't keep doing it, he would blow up his food truck and kill me too.

"In the end, I never expected him to blow Kenneth up anyway. Sob..."

Shaina lowered her head and began to sob.

Glenn couldn't stand seeing a beautiful woman cry.

He pulled out a tissue he always carried with him, stood, and handed it to Shaina, saying gently, "The injury on your face—was that Ike's doing too?"

Shaina did not speak. She only nodded.

Because of her looks and tall figure, Shaina had always been the Wild Dog Gang's cash cow before, so she knew a lot of information.

According to the information she provided...

Susan and the others returned to the apartment and found a secret basement.

Inside the basement, not only were there large quantities of drugs and firearms hidden away, but also explosive bottles identical to the ones found at the black victim Audrin's place.

Solid evidence!

This guy was most likely the one who carried out the bombing!

In the conference room.

Ivan held an oil-based marker and wrote Mad Dog Ike's name on the whiteboard:

"Ike, from Los Angeles, forty-six years old this year. Unmarried, no children, with only a younger brother around him.

"More than ten years ago, Ike was arrested for blasting open a bank and threatening bank executives, but because there were no casualties...

"He was released from prison last year."

After he finished speaking...

He looked at Old Harden.

Old Harden briskly handed out a stack of documents to everyone. "After pulling records from the police database, I discovered that the person who sold explosives to Ike back then was none other than the deceased Audrin. He was also arrested together with Ike because of that case. The two of them knew each other long ago!"

After witnessing Susan's American-style quick draw...

This newly formed Sixth Squad had not only become much more harmonious, but their work efficiency had also improved considerably.

After hearing the two of them finish their reports...

Susan slapped the table. "There's no mistake. The mastermind behind the bombing is this Mad Dog Ike. Issue a warrant for him!"

Old Harden nodded. "Based on the evidence discovered so far, plus Shaina as a witness, issuing a warrant shouldn't be difficult. We can finally breathe a little easier."

Hearing this, the others nodded, smiles appearing on their faces.

This bombing case had not only caused quite a stir, it was also tied to whether they could become full-time.

Everyone had their own reasons for choosing to join the NW Department.

Now there was hope they would pass the evaluation.

The pressure in everyone's hearts was not so heavy anymore.

It was just that Ivan and the others were worried Susan might run into trouble after killing so many people in one go.

Although the police had great authority...

If there were criminal casualties, they still had to arrange administrative leave and go through all kinds of procedures. It was extremely troublesome.

So many had died this time.

In the end, Susan stated outright: as long as it was a case handled by the NW Department, from now on, they had the final say!

This also made the others recognize once again the NW Department's unique status!

Since the culprit had already been locked in...

Everyone's nerves were no longer stretched so tightly.

After Brian finished supplementing the autopsy report for the previous black victim, Audrin, he prepared to get off work and go home.

But at the entrance of the police station, he unexpectedly saw Shaina from earlier get into Glenn's car.

"Those two hooked up just like that?"

He had already noticed it long ago.

Within the squad...

Team leader Susan probably came from a decent background, which made her relatively simple-minded. She was not stupid, just stubbornly single-track, with her hands moving faster than her brain. Overall, she was a good person.

Old Harden was an old hand who did not like meddling in other people's business.

The powerful, burly Ivan was normal most of the time. It was just that occasionally, the way he looked at Brian was a little strange.

Then there was Glenn.

Brian could only tell from the bits and pieces Glenn let slip that this guy probably had a rather rich romantic history.

However, on ordinary days, Glenn did not make any unnecessary moves either.

Whether that was because he had only just arrived and was keeping himself in check...

Or because of some other reason, Brian did not know.

Looking at it now...

He was undoubtedly an old lecher.

"Still, now that I think about it, Glenn is pretty handsome, and his job and income are decent too. If this Shaina really could end up with Glenn, wouldn't that basically fulfill the dead man Kenneth's obsession?"

Brian suddenly thought of that.

Sure, this Shaina did drugs, sold herself, and even came with a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

But that didn't stop her from letting go of the dick in her hand, turning over a new leaf, and becoming a good woman in the future!

Glenn coveted her beauty.

The child in Shaina's belly also needed a father.

And he himself could fulfill an obsession.

Three birds with one stone!

Perfect!

At that thought...

Brian no longer hesitated. He slowed the car and quietly followed.

As a good person...

If necessary...

Brian did not mind becoming Glenn's wingman, letting Glenn pick up a big, chubby son for free!

Thank you, dear readers, for following along.

Advancing through the first round of recommendations shouldn't be a big problem.

This damn author is off to write the extra chapters for the old book.

The old book should also be finished today.

All right.

Brothers, see you on time tomorrow at five in the afternoon.