The time returned to the afternoon.
Piltover Police Department, interrogation room.
As an idealistic newcomer who had only just entered the profession, Caitlyn had a stubborn—or rather, naive—commitment to legal procedure.
After bringing Li Wei and the young Enforcer who had been ordered to commit murder back to the station, she actually interrogated them, took notes, and recorded their statements according to the rules, just as she would in an ordinary investigation.
Seeing how stubborn she was, Li Wei could only cooperate.
At last, the interrogation was over.
"Thank you, Mr. Li Wei."
Holding Li Wei's signed statement, Caitlyn let out a long breath of relief.
"With this, it should be enough to apply to the Piltover Council for an investigation warrant against Chief Marcos and the Iron Fist Gang."
"Uh..." Li Wei tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Miss Caitlyn, are you still planning to follow the legal process and wait for an investigation warrant before openly investigating them?"
"Yes." Caitlyn's attitude was firm.
"Do you think that'll work?"
"Whether it works or not, I have to insist on it. Because I'm not a vigilante. I'm an Enforcer."
"But the rules you uphold have already been broken." Li Wei sounded somewhat helpless. "Look around. Besides you, does anyone else even dare come near this interrogation room?"
According to Piltover Police Department regulations, a formal interrogation of a suspect required at least two Enforcers to be present.
But when Caitlyn had tried to ask her colleagues to join the interrogation earlier, not a single Enforcer in the station had been willing to get involved.
They had even avoided her as if she carried the plague.
Even though her surname was Kiramman.
"Chief Marcos is, after all, the head of Piltover's law enforcement department and the Enforcers' direct superior. Before