Chapter 508
Chapter 508:
He carefully opened the zipper. And sure enough, he found those eerie green bottles of toxic gas and an explosive device inside.
Ashton broke out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, he stopped the hooded man from pressing the remote control in time. If the toxic gas had been released in this crowded place, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The police officers were obviously shocked, not expecting to see this scene. With years of experience detecting dangerous items at the station, they immediately recognized how hazardous the toxic gas was. Their eyes widened in disbelief, realizing that they had almost encountered a catastrophe.
Finally, they understood Ashton’s orders just now. Deep in their hearts, they felt lucky that they followed him. Otherwise, they couldn’t imagine what could have happened to them. They immediately reported the incident to their superiors.
At this moment, the young police officers who had been dissatisfied with Ashton realized his good intentions.
After all, Ashton did not shrink back despite the life-threatening situation in front of him. Instead, he stayed in the most dangerous spot without hesitation.
Even they, as police officers, might not have been able to do such a thing.
At that moment, the dissatisfaction in the young police officers’ hearts vanished. They looked at Ashton with admiration in their eyes.
After Ashton and the patrolling police officers lingered for about fifteen minutes at the station, the police squad finally arrived, responding to the report.
The captain, the same one who had caught that scammer with Rayden the day before, quickly recognized Ashton.
He had also heard Rayden mention the dangers lurking in every corner of Staville.
𝒢𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉 → 𝓰aⳑ⧫𝗇𝗈⧫ν𝖊𝗅⧫𝘀⧫ⅽ⧫𝗈⧫𝗆
Hurrying over to Ashton, the captain asked, “Mr. Baldwin, are you alright? Is this guy part of that organization?”
Ashton replied, his expression serious, “We managed to take him down, but I can’t be certain he’s connected to the organization. However, what’s in his backpack is definitely dangerous.”
When the young police officers saw this scene, they realized their team leader’s earlier judgment was correct—Ashton was no ordinary man.
Here he was, risking his own safety to subdue a criminal. The younger officers couldn’t help but admire his bravery even more. Despite this, Ashton’s mind remained focused on the hooded man.
After ensuring the bottles of toxic gas were temporarily secure, he grabbed the man by the collar and demanded, “You’re one of the Dark Night Organization, right? Where are the other members?”
The hooded man, hearing the name of his organization, let out a chilling laugh but offered no details.
“So, you know about us, huh? But what does that matter? Capturing me doesn’t mean you’ve taken down our whole operation. That’s impossible. You can’t capture the whole Dark Night Organization!”
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