North American Detective: I am Proficient in All Kinds of Gun Quick Draws-Chapter 594 - 335: Reinstatement, Deputy Director Hank_2

Two middle-aged men approached the first patrol officer on the scene to understand the situation.

Old Hunter scanned the area. When he saw Dean, a flicker of light sparked in his otherwise dull eyes. He walked over and asked, "Dean, found anything?"

Dean briefly described the situation:

"We had just located Barnaby's house when we encountered the explosion.

"His mailbox was stuffed with letters; it seems he hasn't been back here for several days. But someone installed a detonation device in his house, and Carlo and I ended up being the unlucky ones caught by it.

"Carlo was injured and has been taken to the hospital."

Upon hearing this, the flicker of light in Old Hunter's eyes faded.

He grimaced. "I was just in the office sorting out some files when I received a call from Deputy Chief Hank and rushed over here in a daze. Now, we're both in for it."

The influential people in the wealthy district were not to be trifled with.

Although this place wasn't a genuine community of the super-rich, the homeowners here were prominent figures in various Los Angeles industries. For such an atrocious incident to occur, a captain would be the perfect scapegoat.

Old Hunter didn't spell it out, but the look he gave Dean was filled with reproach, clearly feeling that Dean had dragged him into this mess. He regretted even more listening to Dean's nonsense and agreeing to let him join the investigation.

This might even affect my pension.

Dean noticed Old Hunter's hesitant expression, and a hint of disdain flickered in his eyes.

Wants the credit without taking any of the risks. Useless as a mound of mud that can't support a wall. No wonder he's still a bit player after all these years.

Dean didn't waste any more words on that.

He pulled out a cigarette, stuck it between his lips, and pointed at a middle-aged man he didn't recognize. "Is this guy the Deputy Chief Hank you mentioned? Why don't I remember him?"

The Detective Bureau held a special status, overseeing several departments. A deputy chief's rank was higher than that of a precinct chief, so it was impossible for Dean to have no recollection of him. This likely meant the man hadn't been deputy chief for long.

Indeed, although Old Hunter was annoyed by Dean's troublemaking and his attitude, he still made the introduction. "Yes, that's Deputy Chief Hank. He was just parachuted into the Detective Bureau. Seems he has some backing, and he's been busy lately looking for an opportunity to stir things up."

Dean nodded thoughtfully. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The pie of power is only so big; if one more person takes a slice, others get less.

No wonder this guy was so proactive. Even Old Hunter hadn't received any notification from the department, yet Hank had already gotten wind of it. He was clearly leveraging Dean and Carlo's involvement in the case to insert himself.

As they were speaking, Hank and the deputy chief of the district police station finished their inquiries and turned their gazes toward Old Hunter and Dean.

Hawk-nosed Hank beckoned Old Hunter over.

Old Hunter sighed and motioned to Dean. "Let's go. Deputy Chief Hank seems very interested in you. He asked me a lot about you on the way here; he probably won't give you a hard time."

"Interested in me?"

A spark lit up in Dean's eyes.

He seemed to have guessed the other party's affiliations. Perhaps this case was his ticket back to his former position.

..

The two of them walked up to the hawk-nosed Hank and the deputy chief of the district police station.

Just as Old Hunter was about to speak, the deputy chief of the district police station gestured dismissively at him and, smiling, introduced Dean to Hank, "This is Dean, detective captain of the Fourth Squad. He's exceptionally capable. Not only is he the fastest-promoted detective captain in Los Angeles, but his case-solving speed and success rate are also nearly one hundred percent. He is a very competent young man."

Old Hunter was completely baffled. He glanced at the enthusiastically gesturing deputy chief, then at Dean, who maintained a silent smile.

Such praise. When did Dean get chummy with the district police's deputy chief?

After hearing the introduction from the district deputy chief beside him, Hank nodded. "He certainly looks spirited. Alright then, Old Hunter, this case has caused quite a stir, and frankly, your abilities are lacking. So, let Dean handle this case."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Dean. "I'm Hank, the new deputy chief of the Detective Bureau. Dean, I heard you were suspended for excessive use of force. If you can solve this case within seven days, not only can you return to work, but I can also recommend you to become captain of the Fourth Squad. Any problem with that?"

Dean shrugged. "Glad to meet you, Chief Hank. Give me the authority, and in three days, you'll see the case report. However, my suspension... it's not as straightforward as it looks."

Hank cut Dean off, a rare smile appearing on his usually grim face. "Don't worry. I'm not like those incompetents. As long as you have the ability, becoming captain of a squad is just the start. Even higher positions are within reach."

Hearing this, not only Old Hunter but even the district deputy chief standing nearby was a bit stunned.

He was considered part of the police department's upper echelon, but he knew very little about this recently appointed deputy chief of the Detective Bureau. He'd praised Dean earlier because Patrolman Hawk was one of his subordinates, and Hawk was on good terms with Dean. He figured a few nice words cost nothing and might earn him some goodwill from the capable young detective.

But he'd never imagined Deputy Chief Hank would make such an outlandish promise to Dean right in front of them.

Do you really think the police department is your family business?

These old-timers usually just offered pie in the sky to their subordinates, but this 'parachuted-in' deputy chief was outright building castles in the air.

Thinking of this, the district deputy chief found himself looking at Dean with a hint of sympathy.