Such a scene, truly moving.

Seeing Tristan Reid like this, the onlookers couldn't help but shed tears.

After all, he was so young, the new mayor just a few days into his term, and died saving others, leaving people with feelings of regret.

"Old Mayor, they caught the arsonist."

Suddenly, someone yelled.

A few villagers appeared, escorting a young man out of the crowd.

The young man looked under thirty.

His clothes were filthy.

His hands were held behind his back, and he was hunched over.

His entire face showed sheer terror.

"Did you start the fire?"

Tristan Reid got up from the ground, approached the restrained man, and asked.

"I... that..."

The young man's voice trembled, and he seemed at a loss for words.

"I'm asking you, did you start the fire or not?"

Tristan Reid questioned sternly again.

This time, he startled the young man.

His knees went weak, and with a thud, he sat on the ground, crying, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I really was wrong..."

It seemed.

This caught fellow was undoubtedly the culprit.

"What's your name?"

Tristan Reid asked again.

At this time, a young person searched him for a bit.

They found an ID card in his pocket.

The young person handed it to Tristan Reid. Tristan's face grew somber as he said, "Denton Quincy, you're from Tea Hill Village?"

His identity had been revealed.

The culprit had no way to deny it now.

Tristan Reid sighed deeply, turning to a nearby officer, "Mitchell Chief, hand him over to you for legal proceedings."

The person beside him was Mitchell Childers, chief of police from Sunglow Town.

He had just taken the ID card from Tristan Reid when he heard someone in the crowd suddenly yell, "Beat this bastard to death, he's caused us great losses and killed the new Mayor Carter."

"Yeah, beat this son of a bitch to death."

Someone else chimed in.

And then, the crowd descended into chaos.

The onlookers swarmed towards Denton Quincy's direction.

A young man kicked him first, then more people surrounded him, punching and kicking him.

Poor Denton Quincy.

How could he withstand such an enraged mob?

He could only curl up on the ground, holding his head, enduring the rain of blows.

If this continued, he'd surely be beaten to death.

Mitchell Childers urgently directed the police to rescue him.

But how could a few officers from the police station have a chance against so many people? Despite yelling for a long time, they couldn't stop the "violence" of the crowd.

Seeing Denton Quincy had already lapsed into a coma.

The people beating him showed no sign of stopping.

The situation was completely out of control now.

Just at that moment.

The roar of engines could be heard from a distance.

A heavily damaged off-road vehicle was speeding towards them.

The car's horn being pressed continuously, as if signaling something.

From the passenger seat, a woman leaned out and shouted at the crowd ahead, "Get out of the way, the brakes are out, get out of the way, the brakes have failed..."

The vehicle was like there was nobody around.

After crashing into a tricycle, it sped towards the crowd beating Denton Quincy.

Those violent people, no longer concerned about Denton Quincy on the ground, scrambled away to save themselves.

There was no longer any need to control the out-of-control situation.

The car hadn't even reached them, yet everyone had run out of sight; after all, no one wanted to get hit for nothing.

Only Denton Quincy remained lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.

Just as it seemed the vehicle was about to run over Denton Quincy, many onlookers covered their eyes, fearing to witness a bloody scene.

In a split second.

There was a crisp screeching sound.

The damaged off-road vehicle came to a halt.

Just half a meter away from Denton Quincy.

A tall woman with a large bust jumped down, walked straight to Denton Quincy, checked his breathing, turned around, and shouted, "He's alive."

Then.

The car door opened.

The person who stepped out wasn't anyone else, it was Dirk Carter.

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

Tristan Reid, Edward Locke, and others were gaping, as if they'd seen a ghost.

"Mayor... Mayor Carter..."

Tristan Reid swallowed and called out.

"Oh, it's Old Mayor Reid, apologies, I've been too busy to come by for advice these past few days since taking office."

Dirk Carter said politely.

Tristan Reid stuttered, "No... no problem, but weren't you..."

"Oh, Old Mayor Reid is relieved I didn't die in there, right?"

"Uh... yes, fortunately."

Tristan Reid quickly agreed.

Dirk Carter pointed to the damaged off-road vehicle and said, "My friend saved me, before the warehouse collapsed, my friend drove the car to make a hole in the wall, allowing me to escape safely and quickly. My car had just driven a short distance when the factory collapsed. Old Mayor Reid is right, it's very fortunate."

"Yes, yes, Mayor Carter has the protection of the heavens."

While saying this, Tristan Reid's expression showed his disappointment.

"Old Mayor Reid, there's no time for idle chat now, I have to deal with the situation."

Finished speaking.

He glanced at Ewan Forrest.

Ewan Forrest nodded.

Together with Rose Forrest, who got out of the car, they lifted Denton Quincy from the ground.

Tristan Reid was startled.

He quickly looked at Mitchell Childers.

Mitchell Childers understood.

Quickly approached Dirk Carter and asked, "Mayor Carter, this is the arson suspect, shouldn't we let the police handle it?"

"The police handle it? Old Mayor Reid just said to let you handle it, but you didn't protect the suspect, did you?"

"That's because..."

Mitchell Childers attempted to argue.

But Dirk Carter interrupted him.

Saying, "Enough, the suspect is severely injured now. Even if interrogation is needed, he needs treatment first. I'll take responsibility for any issues that arise."

"Mayor Carter, that's not right, it doesn't comply with procedures."

Mitchell Childers blocked Ewan Forrest, intending to prevent Dirk Carter from taking the person away.

"Procedures? Yours or someone else's?"

Dirk Carter's words carried an underlying meaning.

Mitchell Childers' face showed an awkward expression.

After a pause, he said, "Of course, it's the police procedures; the suspect should be dealt with by the police. Mayor Carter, you're obstructing an officer performing his duty."

"Obstructing duty? You didn't stop the beating just now, and now there's a near-death incident, and you're stepping in? Chief Mitchell, if your interference leads to this man's death, then you'll be the murderer."

Saying this.

Dirk Carter pointed to a distance.

Mitchell Childers turned to look, seeing a large golden van speeding towards them.

It stopped behind several people.

On the door, it was printed "News Interview", and at the front, it bore the "Ardmore News" sign.

Then the door opened.

Reporters carrying cameras and microphones rushed out.

The village crowd who had been violent just now hesitated, wanting to snatch people from Dirk Carter, but facing the journalist's lens, none dared move.

Mitchell Childers was no exception.

Seeing a camera trained on him.

He could only step back.

"Take him away!"

Dirk Carter waved his hand.

The Rose Twins carried Denton Quincy onto the vehicle, speeding towards the health clinic.

At this moment.

The sound of sirens could be heard in the distance as well.

The belated fire truck and county police vehicles also arrived.

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