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After taking a shower and changing his clothes, the doorbell rang ten minutes after he sat on the sofa.
After opening the door, William saw the hotel manager standing at the door with a few policemen with guns in their holsters. The leading policeman stepped forward and said in a friendly tone, "Mr. William Devonshire?"
"Yes," William nodded and replied.
The policeman took out his ID and said to William, "Mr. William Devonshire, we are the Montenegro Police. My name is Del Toro, and this is my ID."
These policemen must have asked the hotel's security and roughly knew what had happened in the hotel. Therefore, they were still polite to William and pointed their guns at William.
William took the ID and checked it. After looking at it clearly, he returned it to the leading policeman and said, "I need to wait for my lawyer and the people from the Foreign Affairs Office. Gentlemen, you should know from the hotel's security that I am not a criminal, but a victim.
I need my lawyer and the staff from the Foreign Affairs Office to be present before I accept your questions. Perhaps we can come in for a drink and wait together? "
The leading policeman thought for a moment. He had indeed asked the hotel's security downstairs and knew that the hotel's guests were not injured today because of William. Therefore, he was very polite to William. He nodded and said, "Alright, Mr. Devonshire, we can wait for the people from the Foreign Affairs Office."
William politely invited the policemen in. As soon as the policemen entered, they saw William's Glock 17 and gun holster on the table. They immediately became nervous.
William told the hotel manager, "Help me pour some drinks for each of the policemen. Thank you."
"Yes, Mr. Devonshire." The hotel manager quickly went to the bar in the room and poured drinks for everyone. He also asked what they wanted to drink.
William saw that the policemen became nervous when they saw the gun on the table. Two of the policemen put their hands on their holsters. William quickly said, "Don't be nervous, gentlemen. There are no bullets in the gun."
Del Toro wanted to check the Glock 17 on the table, but William quickly stopped him. "Officer Del Toro, I think it's better for you to wear gloves."
"Alright, thank you, Mr. Devonshire," Del Toro hurriedly nodded his head and expressed his thanks. Don't be fooled by his calm appearance. In fact, when he saw William, he was extremely nervous. The police officers who entered the hotel were scared to death by the scene on the street and in the hotel.
The streets were littered with corpses. The twelve corpses in the hotel lobby and the restaurant on the second floor were all shot in the head. There were also six corpses on the side wall of the hotel that were shot in the head. The rest were all killed by M4A1.
Del Toro had been a police officer for many years, but he had never seen so many corpses. According to the hotel's security, these people were all killed by this gentle and amiable young man.
Del Toro swore on his beautiful wife that if it wasn't for the police chief forcing him to question William, he definitely wouldn't have come to see William.
He felt that his heart was about to stop when this murderous god looked at him.
This situation became even worse when Del Toro's subordinates reported it through his walkie-talkie. Del Toro felt that facing William was like facing Satan, or the Satan that was roaring at him.
"Si, si, chief, chief, if you copy, please reply. Over."
"This is Del Toro. Over." Del Toro spoke into the walkie-talkie.
"Sir, I think we need to inform the foreign affairs department and the special affairs department. We found documents and passports on some of the corpses. Most of them are Albanians who entered the country illegally. These people should be mercenaries. Chief, we need backup. There are too many dead people. We can't handle it."
"We have eight people in our team. Isn't the gunfight over? Why do we need backup? How many are dead? "Del Toro asked. This was probably what he wanted to know the most.
"There are 40 confirmed dead. There are two guys who fell on the opposite street. They were lucky and didn't die after being shot a few times. They just fainted. Chief, we need backup. We really can't handle it. Two of the newbies have already vomited," his subordinate complained.
However, Del Toro didn't have the time to care about his subordinates. He was so scared that he was sweating profusely. When he first arrived, he thought there were only 20 or so people. He didn't expect there to be 40 or so armed mercenaries.
But now, these people were all dead. They all died at the hands of this young man who was holding a glass of whiskey and taking small sips. More than 40 armed mercenaries died just like that. Is today April Fool's Day? Or am I dreaming?
"Hello, Chief, are you still listening?"
Del Toro wiped the sweat off his face and said into the walkie-talkie, "I got it. Hunter, ask all the people nearby to come to the hotel. Call all the people who are resting or on vacation. Yes, Hunter, you're right. We need backup."
Del Toro turned off the walkie-talkie and looked at the Glock 17 on the table. He carefully asked William, "Mr. Devonshire, can I ask where the other guns are?"
"Let's wait for the people from the Foreign Affairs Office to come. I won't answer any questions until they come. Also, I think it's best if you don't get involved in this matter. Someone will come and take care of it," William said as he drank.
Del Toro felt helpless. He didn't dare to offend this killing god in front of him. So what if he waited? Even if he brought William to the police station, he would still have to wait for the people from the Foreign Affairs Office.
After waiting for 15 minutes, the people from the Foreign Affairs Office and the lawyer arrived. After greeting and shaking hands, the people from the Foreign Affairs Office said to William,
"Mr. Devonshire, you can come with us to the Foreign Affairs Office to rest. You can leave everything else to us. We just received a notice from London. Everything will be based on your safety."
When Del Toro heard that William wanted to go to the Foreign Affairs Office, he hurriedly said, "Not now. We still have some questions to ask Mr. Devonshire. He can't leave now." Del Toro knew that if William went to the Foreign Affairs Office, they wouldn't be able to question William anymore.
The lawyer from the Foreign Affairs Office stepped forward and said to Del Toro, "Officer, you can talk to me about anything. Mr. William Devonshire has the authority of England's Foreign Affairs Office.
Mr. Devonshire is now an English citizen with the authority to deal with foreign affairs. You don't have the authority to detain him. If there are any questions, we will contact your country's Foreign Affairs Department. This matter is no longer within your jurisdiction, officer. "
When Del Toro heard that the Foreign Affairs Department was involved, he knew that he couldn't do anything about it. He helplessly said, "Alright, even if I can't do anything about Mr. Devonshire, I still need Mr. Devonshire to hand over the weapon he used today. This is the procedure.
I have the authority to ask Mr. Devonshire to cooperate with us and hand over the weapon he used today. He doesn't have the authority to use weapons in Black Mountain City. Also, I think that Mr. Devonshire shouldn't carry weapons around anymore. What do you think? "
Del Toro no longer dared to let William hold a weapon. He couldn't wait to chase William out of Black Mountain City and never come back.
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