My American magical life
Chapter 252 - 252 108 He has nowhere to go!

252: Chapter 108: He has nowhere to go!

252: Chapter 108: He has nowhere to go!

“Jax’s promotion report was personally delivered to the Board of Directors by me, which means it was I who pushed it forward with all my strength.”

There’s a doubt here, Niangniang Temple Sub-bureau is one of the four major sub-bureaus of Saint Rodu, and the position of the sub-bureau chief is crucial.

Why would someone try to harm me, yet still push my subordinate to the position of sub-bureau chief?

Another doubt is that today he caught your people and brought them here, telling me I could use them to…”

When he reached the critical point, Gru stopped, his relationship with Cheng Daqi had completely flipped from offense to defense.

In a situation disadvantageous to him, Cheng Daqi held leverage over Gru with the backing of the Senatorial family where Temir belonged.

Now, he no longer had the right to be arrogant in front of Cheng Daqi; he needed Cheng Daqi’s counsel.

After all, had it not been for Cheng Daqi’s reminder, he might have realized he was being set up only when he was about to be buried.

“But regarding testing whether he has betrayed me, I don’t have any solid ideas.

Do you have any suggestions?”

The top corrupt cop was rattled by the person who had struck from the shadows, showing signs of complete disarray.

“Mr.

Gru, why should I help you?”

Cheng Daqi said with a smile.

Gru, you should pay a price first.

This direct talk of compensation was something Gru hadn’t heard in many years.

He stared at Cheng Daqi, filled with immense regret.

I should never have killed that dog, Tonks!

The corrupt cop understood that if he didn’t move up, his subordinates couldn’t either.

That old dog was clearly against him, evidently blocking his way, and it was to the point where it was kill or be killed.

But people always need excuses for their mistakes.

Gru couldn’t kill Cheng Daqi, and even if he did, it wouldn’t solve the problem he was now facing because of others.

The top corrupt cop paced inside the old factory, contemplating how to respond to Cheng Daqi.

He now had three pressing matters: being covertly harmed, the leverage in Cheng Daqi’s hands, and the possible betrayal by Jax.

Among these, the first issue exacerbated the threat of the latter two to him.

Previously, even when he wasn’t aware of the problem, he even thought he could call the shots in Saint Rodu.

But today, after being tipped off by Cheng Daqi about the scheme against him, Gru realized his grave error.

“Chan, what reward do you want?”

You name it, I’m stretching out my neck for you to slaughter!

“Mr.

Gru, I have researched you.

You’ve worked for the LAPD for decades, making outstanding contributions to the safety of Saint Luo.

In your second year as a cop, you received the LAPD’s medal for an Outstanding Officer, and you are a marksman, having taken down numerous criminals with clean shots.

It’s precisely because you are an excellent cop that you’ve managed to smoothly reach your position today.

But the more I learn about you, the more doubts I have.

May I ask you a question?”

Go ahead, clear up my doubts.

Cheng Daqi didn’t want concrete benefits or promises, but to someone like Gru, promises are worth nothing.

If Cheng Daqi wanted benefits, he would risk harboring a grudge for any opportunistic action Gru might take in the future, which could lead to retaliation.

Thus, Cheng Daqi chose to ask a question.

“Ask.”

The corrupt cop didn’t expect Cheng Daqi to name a question as the price for intervening and helping.

“You clearly already held a high position, but when you were schemed against, no one warned you.

What exactly is your relationship with Niu Sen?”

“If you don’t clarify this, I can’t help you, Mr.

Gru.”

Niu Sen, the Governor of California, the Democratic Party’s reserve emperor, the leading figure of the party’s middle generation after the rarity, the representative of the local Democratic Party’s power in California.

In Cheng Daqi’s understanding, Gru should have been aligned with Niu Sen, but Gru’s current predicament seemed not quite right.

The top corrupt cop hesitated, unsure how to respond.

Niu Sen was kind to him in demeanor, but from his actions, the Governor did not provide much support and even once suggested promoting him directly into the Board of Directors.

For Gru, this was a clear demotion in disguise, separating him from his closest subordinates.

While dealing with Cheng Daqi and Temir behind him, Gru had to consider that there were some truths he could not reveal.

Cheng Daqi was too ruthless, clever, and cunning, like a starving wolf.

For instance, now, if he admitted he was perhaps being suppressed by Niu Sen, and if he couldn’t bring any benefits to Cheng Daqi, then there would be no basis for their cooperation.

If there were no benefits, would Cheng Daqi still help him?

Gru didn’t dare gamble!

“Mr.

Gru, what are you hesitating about?

Do you suspect him too?

Are you afraid?”

Inopportune hesitation was, in itself, an answer, and Cheng Daqi saw through Gru’s weakness.

It seemed that the top corrupt cop lacked a strong backer.

In his established circle of interests, as an emerging leader of a new faction, Gru surprisingly had no strong supporter!

Gru didn’t take Cheng Daqi’s guesses and provocations seriously, or rather, he didn’t have time to take them to heart.

“Chan, Mr.

Niu Sen holds a high position, but he doesn’t directly control the police system.

The person who acted against me isn’t him.”

The top corrupt cop denied Cheng Daqi’s probing with a firm tone, he couldn’t reveal his vulnerable nature.

Cheng Daqi guessed correctly, Gru indeed had no background; he had climbed up the ranks through utterly unscrupulous means.