Chapter 912: Four Suspects

After a while, the familiar sound of police sirens rang out. Beep-beep-beep... Three long beeps followed by a short one, echoing for quite some time, sending shivers down their spines. For ordinary villagers living their mundane lives, having the police show up at their doorstep was no small matter, enough to stir up the entire village and attract everyone's attention. The men maintained a curious gaze; The women found the police officers' stern faces and intimidating presence unsettling. Children were visibly excited to see actual police officers. That's when Gordon arrived. Today, surprisingly, he wasn't wearing his usual uniform but casual attire. A black jacket paired with a white shirt, matching pants, and a pair of black handmade leather shoes on his feet. Cheyenne couldn't help but snark, "Mr. Murillo, isn't your dressing a bit outdated? At first glance, I thought you were some retired cadre from a government department." Topped with his short, fierce haircut and a co