On the next day, early in the morning. The skies of Flutwell were a little gloomy than usual.


    The sudden drop in temperature made the streets feel a lot colder. The stores were also opened a little


    Two drowsy inspectors were patrolling the entrance of Flutwell Police Station.


    Right as they were about to change their shifts and have a meal…


    Dozens of cars suddenly drove over.


    Soon after, hundreds of people in robes ran out of the


    cars.


    The inspectors‘ hearts skipped a beat as they held onto their firearms on their waists.


    The people in robes were obviously trained. Two mere inspectors would not be enough to hold them all


    back.


    But at this very moment, the people did nothing. They did not even try to surround the inspectors.


    The man leading the group waved his hand before someone started mourning.


    At the same time, someone brought out a banner from


    one of the cars.


    The banner was white and had ck text written on it, demanding the killer to pay with his life!


    The people fiercely stepped in front of the police station and screamed, “Pay with your life! Give us


    justice!”


    The group instantly attracted the bystanders.


    A few journalists who were on standby jogged over to take some pictures.


    While others were mourning, a few people carried a coffin with Ezra’s portrait.


    The sight alone seemed like a scene from a horror movie.


    Hundreds of bystanders were watching the show while gossiping up a storm.


    Nobody knew if they were actual spectators or paid to be there…


    In any case, someone was trying to escte the situation and use the opportunity to make people get


    riled up about the situation.


    Not only were the police forced to solve the case as soon as possible, but Harvey was also forced to a


    corner.


    The crowd was getting louder to the point where even those inside the police station could hear it.


    The people inside showed horrible expressions when they


    saw such a ferocious sight.


    There are always two sides of the same coin.


    The police could efficiently suppress the crowd messing around.


    But the crowd seemed to have a deep connection with Longmen. And clearly, they were also trained


    martial artists.


    The police would not be able to do anything anyway since there were so many journalists around.


    That said, their reputation would bepletely tarnished if they could not find a way to deal with the


    crowd.


    ***


    Half an hourter, Ansel Torres’s convoy showed up once again.


    Hepletely ignored themotion outside and went straight to the interrogation room himself.


    At that moment, Harvey was still taking a nap. He didn’t know what was happening outside.


    Ansel showed a bitter smile after setting the takeout food on the table.


    “How can you still sleep like this, Sir York?


    “Don’t you know people are demanding you to be executed outside?”


    Harvey opened his eyes.


    “Rtives of the Bowie family?”


    Ansel shook his head.


    “It would be easy for us to handle if that was the case.


    “The people who showed up are mostly from Longmen. They weren’t disciples of Longmen’s Law


    Enforcement, but they were all Ezra’s pupils…


    “They had quite a bit of influence in Flutwell. It will be much more troublesome now that they’re trying to


    bring justice for their teacher.”