“I don't have the slightest interest in you or your business. I just want to know if you're the one responsible for the fire,” responded Jonathan impatiently.
Derrick then gave the man an arrogant smirk. “So what if I am?”
“Then you're coming with us.” With that, Jonathan gestured for the officers to arrest Derrick.
“On it!”
Derrick's face immediately turned as pale as a ghost when the Police Tactical Unit rushed toward him. “What are you standing there for? Can't you see that these men are trying to arrest me? Do something about it!”
As though they had gotten a wake-up call, the brutes hurriedly picked up the weapons they dropped a moment ago and lined up in front of Derrick.
To get to Derrick, the officers forcefully rammed themselves into the brutes.
“What do you think you're doing? You're resisting arrest. Do you know what that means?” shouted the Police Tactical Unit leader at the brutes.
However, the brutes remained adamant about keeping the officers away from Derrick. “We don't care! All we know is that if you want to take our chief away, you'll have to go through us!”
“Yeah! We'll die before we let you take him!” All of a sudden, some of the other villagers joined the brutes in defending Derrick.
Before long, the officers found themselves surrounded by the villagers just like they did Derrick and his men.
Bang! The unit leader pulled his gun and fired at the sky when he realized that things had gotten out of hand. “What the heck is this? Are you trying to rebel against the law? I can have you all arrested for what you're doing right now!”
He was not about to let the villagers get their way just because he and his officers were outnumbered.
When Derrick saw how many stood up to support him, his fear left him and arrogance returned to take its place. “Is that so? I would very much like to see you try. Do you think you can scare us with that little gun of yours? I dare you to shoot one of us!”
“Do you have any idea where you are right now? This is Greendale Village. Our turf! You outsiders have no say here!”
“Yeah! Get out of here, outsiders!”
“Get off our turf!”
With Derrick's instigation, the villagers quickly got bold and started picking up solid objects nearby to throw at the officers, who could do nothing to stop the riot.
Out of options, the officers could only back away from the villagers in the end.
Derrick then turned to look at the unit leader. “Who do you answer to? Chief Simmons just so happens to be a close friend of mine, and I've already informed him of what I did, so you better stay out of this. Otherwise, I'm afraid that not you nor your fellow officers can leave this village without our say-so.”
“Are you threatening me?” The leader looked daggers at Derrick when he heard the man.
“Of course not. It's just a friendly reminder.” Having said that, Derrick took out his phone and made a call. “Hey, Mr. Crawson. We have a little situation here, so I might need you to send some men to assist us. You will? Oh, thank you so much! I'll be waiting.”
“At least that's what they look like. For all we know, they could be anybody,” responded Derrick with a sneer.
Damien then approached the unit leader and questioned, “What unit are you from?”
“We're the Police Tactical Unit, and I'm the leader. We're handling a case now, so please have your men stand down and refrain from interfering,” ordered the leader coldly.
“A case? What case?”
“That's classified.”
The police chief narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the Police Tactical Unit when their leader refused to divulge the details. “Do you have a badge?”
“Of course. Here.” The leader then handed his badge over, but Damien barely took a second to examine it before simply accusing them of forgery. “I need you to come to the precinct with us for further investigation because you're now suspected of forgery.”
“What did you say? Are you blind or something? Can't you see the insignia on the badge?” roared the leader while glaring at the man.
“Do you think I'm going to just take your word for it? We'll know if it's the real deal after we get to the precinct.” With that, Damien motioned for his men to arrest the Police Tactical Unit.
“Don't you dare lay a finger on me or my men!” threatened the leader.
In response, the police chief scoffed at the unit leader. “Are you trying to resist arrest? Let me remind you that you're in Greendale Village, so you better behave yourself. Otherwise, things will only get worse for you.”
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