"Alright, since everyone is so curious, I'll let Denton Quincy come out and meet everyone."

After hesitating for a long time.

Dirk Carter nodded.

Tristan Reid saw such a performance.

And sneered disdainfully.

In his view, Dirk Carter was still putting on an act.

"Bring him out then."

Dirk Carter gave Tristan Reid a meaningful smile first.

Then he ordered Zach Griffin.

Zach Griffin nodded and entered the clinic.

At that moment, the crowd began to grow tense.

Seeing Dirk Carter's behavior, Sherman Summers also felt a bit uneasy and asked Tristan Reid, "No problem, right?"

"Leader, don't worry, he's just pretending, there won't be any problem."

Just as these words fell.

A wheelchair was pushed out.

Denton Quincy was sitting properly in the wheelchair, looking as if nothing was wrong at all.

And at that moment.

Tristan Reid was suddenly stunned.

His mouth gaped open as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Sherman Summers was even more furious.

If Tristan Reid hadn't repeatedly assured him that everything was handled, he wouldn't have foolishly rushed over today to smooth things over.

"What's your name?"

Dirk Carter asked Denton Quincy.

"Denton Quincy!"

At this time, although Denton Quincy's voice wasn't loud, his answer was clear, further indicating he was perfectly fine.

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Tristan Reid finally couldn't hold back and began to mutter.

"Old Mayor, it was you who insisted on bringing him out, what happens next is not my fault."

After speaking.

In front of everyone, Dirk Carter continued to ask, "Denton Quincy, I ask you, why did you set the co-op's warehouse on fire?"

"I lost a lot of money gambling, and then someone told me that if I set the co-op's warehouse on fire, all my debts would be erased."

Denton Quincy said.

Dirk Carter nodded and continued to ask, "The person who told you to set the fire, is he here on the scene now?"

Denton Quincy's eyes swept over the crowd.

Then, he slowly extended his hand, pointing at a young man hiding in secret.

Maeve Winters, quick on the uptake.

Immediately rushed out and pulled the hiding young man out.

"Is it him?"

Dirk Carter pointed at this person and asked.

Denton Quincy nodded, saying, "It's him."

The crowd erupted in exclamations, with everyone talking about it.

Of course, everyone had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

This person was a young man who had been constantly by Tristan Reid's side. His name was Clarence Reid, Tristan Reid's only son, and the co-op's vice-chairman.

"Impossible, impossible, Dirk Carter, your tactics are too poor, how could my son have set the warehouse on fire, you're deliberately framing him, you're trying to turn the tables."

Clarence Reid hadn't had time to argue.

Tristan Reid loudly rebuked.

Dirk Carter remained unhurried.

Slowly walked up to Tristan Reid, saying, "Old Mayor, originally, I didn't believe Denton Quincy's words either, but it just so happens that your son has his own plans. A few days ago, he took out a massive insurance policy on the warehouse, especially fire insurance, and the beneficiary is himself. After such a fire, he could receive hundreds of thousands. You say, how is he so clever, that he was prepared a few days before the fire, and other merchants didn't get any compensation, but he rakes in a fortune, how do you explain this to the people of Pinegrove Village?"

A buzz.

Tristan Reid's brain seemed about to explode.

He suddenly looked at Clarence Reid, who was detained by Maeve Winters.

Seeing Clarence Reid lowering his head silently, it was clear that he tacitly admitted to the matter.

"Ah? What? Something like this happened?"

"How could it be? He never told us about buying insurance."

"So the truth is this, damn it, stabbing in the back, he's a real bastard! And we trusted him so much!"

Upon hearing the truth, the villagers of Pinegrove Village also began to make noise.

One after another, curses filled the air.

The people's anger rose again, but this time, it was directed at Clarence Reid.

This outcome.

Sherman Summers couldn't have imagined, nor could Tristan Reid.

Despite all calculations, the flaw was with his own son, a bitter pill to swallow quietly.

Just as everyone was thinking about how this matter should conclude.

Tristan Reid's cane thudded against the ground.

He said, "Villagers, regarding this matter, I, Tristan Reid, apologize to you all. I always meant well for the people, but I raised such a bastard of a son. For the losses caused to everyone, I, Tristan Reid, will bear them all and compensate everyone one by one. Additionally, I also request Magistrate Summers to make a severe judgment on my son, to give everyone an explanation and uphold justice!"

No wonder Tristan Reid is considered a shrewd man.

At the first sign of something amiss.

He immediately stood up to take all the responsibility upon himself.

Performing a real-life drama of a father's failing to teach his son.

Coupled with his tearful expression.

The wrath of the people was quickly suppressed.

He let out a long sigh.

Looked towards Dirk Carter and said, "Mayor Carter, I really wasn't aware of this matter. I've caused you trouble, caused the government trouble, this brat is yours to deal with, however you wish to interrogate or judge him, if I, Tristan Reid, have a second thought, I'm no human!"

Another scene of sentimental drama.

After he finished speaking.

He even exaggeratedly shook his head.

The whole person looked shaky.

Like a lonely, helpless old man wanting to leave the scene.

Just as he was about to walk out of the clinic's door.

Dirk Carter said, "Old Mayor, wait a moment."

"Mayor Carter, is there something else?"

Tristan Reid asked.

Dirk Carter smiled and said, "Old Mayor, since you're already here, there's no need to leave."

After finishing speaking.

He glanced at Maeve Winters.

Maeve understood.

With a wave of her hand.

Two policemen stepped forward and directly handcuffed Tristan Reid.

"Dirk Carter, what do you mean by this? It's Clarence who set the fire, not me; I may be his father, but parental responsibility doesn't extend to being implicated by a child's mistake."

Tristan Reid was a bit anxious.

Began to loudly argue.

After the situation reversed, Sherman Summers had kept silent, but seeing Dirk Carter's actions, he also said a little unhappily, "Comrade Dirk Carter, what are you playing at?"

Dirk Carter laughed, "Indeed, I have no evidence proving Old Mayor had a hand in this fire, but four years ago, in that melee case, doesn't the Old Mayor owe us an explanation?"

"Melee? That was four years ago, and it was dealt with at the time, what's there to explain?"

Tristan Reid asked.

Dirk Carter smiled lightly.

Then snapped his fingers.

At the entrance of the clinic.

Two people walked out.

An older man and a younger one.

When Tristan Reid saw their faces, his expression suddenly turned green.

Supported by the police, his legs couldn't help but tremble.

"Who are they?"

Sherman Summers asked.

Dirk Carter pointed at the old man and said, "Leader, let me report to you. This elder is called Kaiser Reid, the guard of the co-op's warehouse, and the young man is Patrick Reid, known to everyone as Ape, the owner of Apes Bamboo Crafts."

Then.

Dirk Carter waved Patrick over.

Patrick came down from the steps.

During this process, he turned to look at his father again.

Old Kaiser Reid said excitedly, "Ape, whatever you know, tell the government; Mayor Carter saved my life, you must repay this great kindness for me."

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