Dirk Carter's eyes widened suddenly.
He asked, "Are you saying Secretary Lewis made the call himself?"
Eli Dixon nodded and said, "Yes, he made the call himself."
Oh, dear me.
Dirk heard with his own ears that someone named Elder Nolan had someone in a black suit make a call. Could such a call actually reach the city leaders directly?
If that's truly the case, then this elder must be some big BOSS.
"Chief Ding, we found the person."
A policeman ran over and shouted.
Eli Dixon patted Dirk Carter on the shoulder and said, "Secretary Carter, I have to go get busy, we'll chat later when we have time."
"Sure, you go ahead."
Dirk Carter said.
Only to see two or three policemen in a group, carrying out the four drunks from before.
These people were almost in a state of unconsciousness, each with injuries all over, looking as if they were on the brink of death.
"Chief Ding, I'll go get the surveillance from the shop to see the incident process."
Another policeman said.
