The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 283 - 290: Helen Wilson Shows Her Might

Chapter 283: Chapter 290: Helen Wilson Shows Her Might

Helen Wilson rushed to the interrogation room and faintly heard screams. The doors to these rooms were incredibly soundproofed; without extremely loud cries, you couldn’t hear anything from outside. The fact that the sounds were audible was a testament to the severity of the beating happening inside.

Helen Wilson recognized the screams as coming from James Brown, feeling as though her heart was bleeding, her eyes red with fury. Following the sound, she located the room where James Brown was being held and violently burst through the door, shouting, "Stop!"

Upon hearing someone yelling, James Robinson hurriedly stopped the beating. After all, hitting someone here was undoubtedly abnormal. However, upon seeing that the intruder was a young female police officer, James Robinson’s face darkened and he asked, "Who are you?"

Helen Wilson completely ignored James Robinson and rushed to James Brown’s side. She carefully assessed his condition and seeing he wasn’t seriously hurt, she felt a mix of relief and suspicion and asked urgently, "How are you?"

James Brown grimaced in pain and said bitterly, "If you hadn’t come, they would have beaten me to death. They hit me with a thick stick dozens of times." He then grimaced and moaned in pain.

Seeing Helen Wilson ignore him, James Robinson’s face turned ugly. Even if Helen Wilson was a police officer, she shouldn’t ignore him like this. He said sternly, "Comrade, we are interrogating a suspect, please do not interfere with our work."

Helen Wilson exploded on hearing this, whirled around, and snapped at James, "Is this an interrogation? Torture for confessions is explicitly prohibited, you’re breaking the law knowingly."

Faced with Helen Wilson’s severe accusation, James Robinson felt uneasy. But considering the powerful backers he had, and observing Helen Wilson’s young age and realizing she wasn’t from his precinct, he decided she didn’t deserve special treatment. He sneered, "You’re not my superior, right? You have no right to boss me around here."

Clutching her fists tight, Helen Wilson said through gritted teeth, "I may not be your superior, but when you’re knowingly breaking the law, it’s my duty and my right to stop you."

James Robinson scoffed, "Listen, young comrade, I was a police officer before you even graduated from the police academy. Telling me off here, you’re still too green. If you know this guy, I advise you to stay out of it. He’s crossed lines he shouldn’t have. You can’t handle the consequences."

Helen Wilson grew even angrier and shouted, "Just because he offended someone he shouldn’t have, you think you can torture and beat him? Whose police are you? Are you serving those with money and power, or are you serving the people?"

James Robinson dismissed her words, "Isn’t what you’re saying obvious? We obviously follow our leaders. Whatever the leaders say, I do. Now get out, don’t cause trouble here."

Helen Wilson trembled with rage. She had seen some irresponsible police work before, but encountering a police officer so blatantly breaking the law and abetting crime was a first for her.

"Not convinced? You’ll still have to be. Little officer, you still have much to learn." James Robinson’s words left Helen Wilson speechless; he was smug as he spoke.

"Thud!" Just as James Robinson was basking in his arrogance, Helen Wilson suddenly threw a hook punch that landed squarely on his jaw.

Though Helen Wilson’s punch was driven by fury, it packed significant force. The punch snapped James Robinson’s head back, his body staggered a few steps back and then slumped against the wall before coming to a halt.

Like an enraged lioness, after the punch, Helen Wilson lunged forward and kicked James Robinson’s leg, making him crash sideways onto the ground.

"Am I breaking the law? Aren’t you disregarding the law? Today, I won’t be talking law with you. Let’s see if you dare to arrest me."

Though Helen Wilson was a woman, she wasn’t the violent kind. If not provoked, she seemed rather gentle. But when her temper flared, she was indeed formidable—especially as she was somewhat trained in martial arts. Guided by James Brown, she took her training seriously, improving since then. At this moment, dealing with two regular men wouldn’t be a problem. Her surprise attack left the heavy James Robinson without any ability to resist.

James Brown was utterly stunned. He had never expected Helen Wilson to unleash such fierceness, dealing with a large man so efficiently. He knew, apart from her sense of justice, her anger was partly because he, James Brown, was being mistreated. This warmed his heart deeply and confirmed to him that despite the usual harsh words, Helen Wilson truly stood up for him when it mattered.

Alan Johnson was equally shocked. Never did he expect a fellow police officer, especially a female one, to attack a colleague so ferociously, as if ready to beat James Robinson to death.

The cries and curses of James Robinson finally snapped Alan Johnson out of his daze. He hurried around the table and yelled, "Stop, stop now!"

With James Robinson thoroughly beaten, Helen Wilson’s fury subsided slightly. Hearing Alan Johnson’s shout, she finally stopped, and walked over to stand by James Brown’s side, her breath heavy but her eyes still blazing with a bloody glint, ready to strike again anytime.

With Alan Johnson’s help, James Robinson struggled to his feet, his face a mottled mess of bruises, he spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, a testament to the severity of Helen Wilson’s strikes.

"You... fuck your grandma, I’ll kill you!" James Robinson, having been hit by a woman, couldn’t let it slide. He had just stood up and swung his arms, rushing towards Helen Wilson. Alan Johnson was caught off guard and couldn’t stop him in time; he could only shout while trying to come over and pull him back.

But before James Robinson could reach Helen Wilson, he tripped over something and lost his balance, clawing the air as he fell forward.

At that moment, when Helen Wilson saw James Robinson lunging at her, she instinctively kicked out, striking him right on his head.

James Robinson fell and was kicked, falling even harder this time. His forehead slammed heavily onto the ground; he groaned and then passed out.

Alan Johnson was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. As he was about to check on James Robinson, several people suddenly rushed into the interrogation room.

"Alan Johnson, what happened here?" The ones who entered were Chief W and several officers from downstairs. Since the door wasn’t closed when Helen Wilson rushed in, everyone heard the noise and rushed inside. Seeing the scene, they were all confused, and Chief W directly asked Alan Johnson.

Seeing Deputy Chief approaching, Alan Johnson quickly explained: "Director W, we were conducting an interrogation. This woman, I don’t know where she came from, came in and hit James Robinson. He has fainted now; I think we need to take him to the hospital immediately."

Alan Johnson and James Robinson were partners and usually had a good relationship. Since Alan couldn’t help earlier when Helen Wilson attacked, he naturally tried to speak in favor of James Robinson now.

Chief W frowned deeply. Although Alan Johnson might have concealed something, it was clear that Helen Wilson had knocked out James Robinson, and he immediately said: "Hurry and take James Robinson to the hospital."

A few officers clumsily began to carry James Robinson away, but at that moment, he woke up. He had indeed fainted previously, but being physically robust, he regained consciousness with the movement. The first thing he did upon awakening was to struggle to his feet, turn towards Helen Wilson, and curse loudly: "You bitch, dare to hit me, I’ll skin you alive today!" Then he charged towards Helen Wilson.

As a policeman, James Robinson was accustomed to hitting others, never being hit himself; moreover, being hit by a woman was absolutely unacceptable to him, so at that moment, he saw only Helen Wilson as his nemesis and ignored everyone else.

"Stop!" Chief W’s face turned green. Although Helen Wilson had hit James Robinson, James’s reaction was unbecoming of a policeman. Even though he couldn’t control Helen Wilson, he certainly had authority over James Robinson, policemen of their precinct, and he immediately shouted loudly to intervene.

"Stop my ass, if I don’t settle this bitch today, I’ll no longer carry the Zhao surname." By now, James Robinson was red-eyed, and didn’t even recognize Chief W’s voice.

The policemen there were taken aback and quickly restrained James Robinson. Alan Johnson also reminded him, "Chief W is here, don’t be rash."

"Even if the King Father came, I would still beat this woman, what... Director W..." James Robinson’s statement began fiercely, but realizing the presence of the chief, he quickly turned around, his face morphing from fierce to devoid of aggression, the muscles on his face twitching as he stammered: "Director W... I... didn’t know you were here."

Chief W snorted and asked, "Have you calmed down now?"

"Yes, yes, I’ve calmed down," James Robinson awkwardly replied. "But Director W, this woman, she barged into the interrogation room and hit me; this needs to be addressed by you."

Chief W nodded, "I will handle it. This is Helen Wilson, current Chief of N Police Station, a role model we’ve set up in YODC City. You must have heard of her, right?"

James Robinson had indeed heard of her. Helen Wilson had cracked two major cases within less than a year after joining the police force and had been promoted to precinct chief. While her impact might not be significant in other departments, in the police force of YODC City, everyone was aware of her; now, realizing that his assailant was Helen Wilson, James Robinson’s expression changed. Not to mention that she was currently being groomed by higher-ups, just considering her position as a precinct chief - she out-ranked him who was merely a lower-level officer.

But James Robinson was also a man. Even though Helen Wilson held a higher rank, she was not from his precinct. Being hit like that was a hit to his pride. Clenching his teeth, he said: "Director W, so I was beaten, and we just leave it like that? She stormed the interrogation room and hit me while I was handling a case, not in any other conflict."

Chief W also felt a headache brewing. Though Helen Wilson and James Robinson both ranked lower than him, mishandling this situation could damage his reputation. He was hesitating when another person walked in, patting Chief W on the shoulder, saying: "Mr. W, you don’t have to handle this. I’ll take care of it."

The person who entered was another deputy chief of the precinct, named Qian Liben, who had the best relationship with Christopher Taylor and had directly been instructed by him to arrest James Brown. Seeing Qian Liben, Chief W was relieved to hand over this hot potato, nodding: "Then I’ll leave it to you, Mr. Johnson."

Qian Liben nodded, cleared his throat, and said, "Comrade Little Lin, you should leave first. Let our precinct handle our own matters."

This was already giving Helen Wilson a lot of face, but Helen Wilson stood her ground, ignoring his rank, and said: "No way, I see problems with this case, I must stay here."