Chapter 1132 - 1132

"What is this?"

Dirk Carter did not take it, just glanced at it and asked.

Doyle Paxton said, "This morning, I specifically went to the place where Secretary General Keating and I had a late-night snack and obtained the surveillance footage. I just want to prove that everything I said is true."

As soon as he finished this sentence.

He stared at Dirk Carter's face.

Trying to gauge his reaction.

Dirk Carter pondered for a moment.

Said, "Mr. Paxton, you're not a government official. If you want to turn yourself in, you shouldn't go to the Discipline Inspection Commission, but rather the police station. No matter what, the crime of conspiring with others to harm national officials is certainly solidified. You also mentioned that you would bear the responsibility you should. Before you came, I already reported to the police. Someone will take you away soon, and you'll follow them and confess."

Boom.

Doyle Paxton's mind suddenly exploded.

That's not right.

This isn't how the plot is supposed to go.

By all logic, Dirk Carter shouldn't be uncompromising, right?

Besides, the person who was supposed to take action wasn't him but Kane Keating; he was just forced to.

But he was already too late to explain all this, because first of all, he had stated upon entering that he voluntarily accepted any punishment, and secondly, at the entrance of the reception room, Manuel Brooks brought in several police officers.

"Mr. Paxton, this reception room is equipped with audio and video recording. After all, it is a reception room for the Discipline Inspection Commission. Therefore, everything you just said has been recorded. Rest assured, I will instruct Team Leader Brooks to record your voluntary surrender; since it was unsuccessful, the issue should not be very serious."

After saying this.

Dirk Carter gave Manuel Brooks a glance.

Manuel Brooks took out the handcuffs and said, "Mr. Paxton, please."

At this moment, Doyle Paxton felt utterly miserable.

Surely, he couldn't tell the truth, or else Alexis Lewis' plan would be ruined.

But how could the current situation be resolved?

Even if Alexis Lewis intervenes, the crime of harming national officials is solid! Would he have to go to prison for no reason?

What's worse is, he delivered himself right to the doorstep.

Weighing the pros and cons.

He decided to take it one step at a time.

After being arrested, Alexis Lewis surely wouldn't stand by idly.

His mind was a chaotic mess, ignoring one crucial fact.

That Dirk Carter had called the police beforehand.

If he were more clear-headed, he should have realized that Dirk Carter must have seen through something.

Unfortunately, he believed their plan was foolproof, that Dirk Carter wouldn't and couldn't notice anything amiss.

"By the way, Mr. Paxton..."

Just as Doyle Paxton was about to be taken away.

Dirk Carter suddenly shouted.

Doyle Paxton halted his steps, looking at Dirk Carter in confusion.

"I heard you are a well-known crime boss in Silverwood City?"

Doyle Paxton was taken aback.

Awkwardly chuckled.

Said, "Secretary General Carter, please don't joke with me. I'm just an honest businessman, how could I be a crime boss?"

"Oh, I see. Then maybe the rumors are incorrect. No problem, I'll help clear that stigma. After you're arrested, I'll have the Upper Lake Police Precinct set up a special group to openly collect evidence of your illegal activities. Anyway, from what Mr. Paxton said, you should be fearless, right?"

At this moment, Doyle Paxton.

Felt like a powerful electric current had coursed through his body.

Stunned in place.

He knew what he had done.

If he were outside, he believed most people wouldn't dare report him.

But now he's been caught.

The situation might spiral out of control.

By then, if all sorts of evidence came flooding in, wouldn't he be imprisoned forever?

"Alright, take him away."

Seeing that Doyle Paxton had become speechless.

Dirk Carter waved at Manuel Brooks.

At the same time.

In the Left Bank Café.

Alexis Lewis was having coffee with a man.

This man's name was Harmon Lewis, the president of Novaria Evening Post stationed in Silverwood City.

As the Minister of Propaganda, Alexis naturally had good relations with all major media outlets. Her purpose in inviting him out this time was simple: she wanted to hype up the arrest of Kane Keating.

Harmon Lewis held two photographs.

The first photo showed Kane Keating being taken away by the police.

And the second photo showed Kane Keating being released from the police station.

These two photos were taken in advance on her orders.

Her purpose was straightforward.

If Dirk Carter didn't investigate Kane Keating, then Kane's incident of breaking into a female victim's home could be exposed, even if it couldn't cause significant damage, it would tarnish his reputation.

Moreover.

She would spread rumors about Dirk Carter being weak towards Kane Keating, unable to act even when his own woman was bullied.

This way, she could push Dirk Carter into action.

"Minister Lewis, this is not easy to handle. We all know Kane's status. If I were to report his matters, I fear I wouldn't be able to continue as the branch president."

Harmon Lewis was cautious about such matters.

His concerns were expected.

Alexis Lewis smiled.

Took out a bulging envelope.

Placed it in front of him.

When Harmon Lewis saw it, he immediately beamed with delight.

Just about to reach for it.

Alexis Lewis' phone rang.

This call was from her secretary.

She was discussing serious business and didn't want to answer.

So she hung up.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang again.

Harmon Lewis suggested, "Minister Lewis, maybe you should answer the call, in case it's important."

Alexis Lewis reluctantly put the phone to her ear, not very pleased.

"What's up? What's so crucial that you keep calling?"

Alexis Lewis asked impatiently.

On the phone, the female secretary said, "Leader, Mr. Paxton was arrested and the Upper Lake District Police Precinct formed a special task group against organized crime, led by Secretary General Carter himself."

"What?"

Alexis Lewis flinched.

Glanced at Harmon Lewis.

Rose and walked out of the private room, asking, "Explain the situation to me in detail."

After the secretary elaborated the gathered information.

Alexis Lewis was dumbfounded.

She never imagined Dirk Carter would play by such unexpected rules.

Nothing had changed regarding Kane Keating.

Yet Doyle Paxton was taken in.

This was something she never anticipated.

After hanging up on the secretary.

She didn't bother with Harmon Lewis anymore, heading out while making another phone call.

This call was made to Eoin Sadler, head of Upper Lake District Police Precinct.

"Hello, is this Mr. Sadler? It's Alexis Lewis speaking."

Alexis Lewis got into a cab.

On the phone, Eoin Sadler respectfully responded, "Minister Lewis, this is Eoin Sadler. What's your instruction?"

"Immediately, release Doyle Paxton."

Alexis Lewis ordered bluntly.

Doyle Paxton remained silent for a moment.

Said, "Minister Lewis, Doyle Paxton can't be released."

"What do you mean? My words don't count anymore, is that it?"

Alexis Lewis raged.