King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 621 - 595: Good Person Hu Lang Enjoys Helping Others

The bomb was much more exquisitely designed than he had imagined.

It was extremely heavy, and even with Dorian and Karman helping, a great effort was necessary to extract the bomb from the barrel.

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The bomb, the size of a barrel, had a central cylindrical explosive part about 40 centimeters in diameter, surrounded by 16 glass cylinders, each about as thick as a fluorescent light tube, filled with a pale yellow liquid.

Joe Ga didn’t know how to defuse bombs, but he had learned how to assemble them...

Inserting the Blaster into the C4 and setting the Detonator would complete the job.

Typically, bombs designed and manufactured by terrorists rely on manufactured shells or homemade explosives, with detonators commonly made from old-fashioned mobile phones.

But this bomb looked too advanced, Joe Ga couldn’t even see where the Blaster was.

Noticing sweat forming on Pincers’ forehead, Joe Ga also started to feel nervous...

"How about it, can you defuse it?"

Pincers walked around the bomb and then said grimly, "Boss, the bomb isn’t activated yet, but there’s a timer inside. Madeline, that witch, must have preset the detonation time to prevent these terrorists from detonating it prematurely.

The timer is powered, and the receiver is encased within the shell, so removing it is too risky!

"If I try to tamper with it, it’s hard to say whether or not it will explode."

At these words, the hairs on Joe Ga’s back stood on end. Just as he was thinking about telling everyone to evacuate and handle the device himself, Pincers suddenly spoke up, "If it can’t be disassembled, then don’t disassemble it, I’ll remove these chemical reactants..."

Joe Ga used the Omnipotent Toolbox to scan the bomb and then shoved his middle finger in Pincers’ face.

The bomb’s Detonator wasn’t electrically powered, so it wasn’t dangerous at all,

The Bomber Basavich’s bomb was delicately designed, but the most dangerous items around it could be removed with a mere Wrench.

This approach wasn’t wrong—the bomb, once detonated, would create a circular shock spreading the chemical agents far and wide, creating extensive damage.

However, minus these dangerous items, let it blow up. The bomb squad weren’t gods; under certain conditions, detonating the bomb was actually more economical and less labor-intense...

As for what the Austrians would think after the bomb exploded, Joe Ga didn’t care at all.

The presence of Mosin Harris had left Joe Ga somewhat disappointed with Austrian officials. He needed a firm stance to urge them to continue the investigation.

Indiscriminate killing was unacceptable, but Joe Ga had vowed to punish those involved, and he meant to keep his word!

After all, Austria had no jurisdiction over Africa. As long as Joe Ga made his position clear, even acting rashly or outrageously was somewhat desired by many.

An African Warlord with ideals, reasons, culture, and goals was an entity many feared and guarded against.

Being explosive was more in keeping with P·B’s image!

.........

Fifteen minutes later, on a street one block away, Joe Ga watched as Austrian experts, under the watchful eyes of NATO officials, collected 12 hazardous chemicals with a special vessel, securely packed them, and arranged for a squad of soldiers to escort them away.

Observing an old, silver-haired cop wiping sweat continuously, Joe Ga smiled and said, "Sir, I had a bit of an incident in Vienna early this morning, I believe you’re already aware.

"Do you think those girls will receive fair treatment and ample compensation?

"Oh, and most importantly, will those involved receive adequate punishment?"

The old man sighed and replied, "Hu Lang, I appreciate your intercepting the chemical bomb, but regarding the Mosin Harris case, I hope you’ll stay out of it.

"We’re fully engaged in hunting down the culprits, and I believe a conclusion will soon be reached!"

Feeling his bureaucratic words might not sway Joe Ga, the old man stepped closer, lowering his voice, "Hu Lang, your people have leaked evidence to the media. We are very passive right now, we need some time..."

Joe Ga shook his head slightly and then decisively pressed a button on a remote...

"Boom..."

An intense explosion occurred in the distant warehouse district, lifting the roof off a warehouse filled with terrorists’ bodies, which then shattered under the impact of the explosion and flew about.

The walls around the warehouse collapsed the moment the roof was lifted, and an enormous plume of dust along with smoke from the blast rose into the sky, creating a miniature doomsday scenario within the vicinity.

Watching the surrounding vehicles blaring their alarms, Joe Ga smiled at the old man and said, "Sir, I respect your traditions, but P·B absolutely does not compromise with demons.

"That’s a sinister supply chain.I want to drag them all out into the sun. You decide what crimes they’re charged with; we decide how to punish them..."

The old man, panicked, looked at Joe Ga and said, "No, you can’t do this..."

Joe Ga coldly replied, "No, I can!"

As Joe Ga watched the panic in the old man’s eyes, he shook his head in disappointment, "If you are an insider, I suggest you start running now.

"If your panic is due to pressure from some politicians, I suggest you stick to your professional ethics.

"As a high-ranking police officer, you failed to fulfill your duty, allowing a group to create a human hell.

"No matter the scenario, if you want a decent outcome, you should cooperate with me."

The old man, looking around at the chaos caused by the explosion, helplessly said, "They’re on their way to the airport—a private plane, nine people..."

The mayor of Vienna, three high-ranking officials from the Vienna police, and five local businessmen from Vienna.

The evidence left by Mosin Harris was all in code, and now that he’s become a vegetable, we simply can’t make him speak to incriminate those guys.

Now the chain of evidence is broken, and the testimony of that officer you detained at the scene is simply not enough to convict them.

Hu Lang, give me some time, I can find a way to punish them…"

Joe Ga looked into the old man’s eyes, then suddenly smiled and said, "Mosin Harris is actually not dead yet, which is a bit beyond my expectations.

OK, I trust you, you guys handle it…"

The old man breathed a slight sigh of relief, then pointed to the fire trucks rushing by and said, "Hu Lang, Austria’s business is over, I’ll take you guys away from here."

Joe Ga nodded amiably, smiling and said, "No problem, I’ll contact the plane to pick us up."

As he spoke, Joe Ga noticed the old man’s unnatural expression, and he said with a smile, "But I’ll leave my intelligence officer here to deal with the girls’ issues, the people I saved, I’m responsible for them till the end, you guys don’t have a problem with that, right?"

The old man decisively nodded and said, "Of course, we will disclose P.B.’s role in this matter. Hu Lang, you’ve saved the lives of a bunch of innocent girls, you truly deserve the highest praise."

Joe Ga shook his head noncommittally and said, "Let’s talk about it when it’s all over, you’ll thank me, right?"

As the head of all the police in Austria, the old man gravely nodded and said, "Of course, not just me, our Prime Minister is also very grateful for your contribution to Austria."

Joe Ga looked into the old man’s eyes, fell silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Justice doesn’t really exist, does it?"

The old man seemed to understand Joe Ga’s cryptic words, nodding and said, "That’s the world for you, seeking justice requires wisdom and sometimes even some compromises.

Justice sometimes is delayed..."

Joe Ga shook his head, patted the old man on the chest, and said, "Too bad I’m an impatient man…

You owe me a favor!"

.........

After leaving the scene, Joe Ga found a hotel to freshen up...

’Kitten’ suddenly rushed from the living room into the bathroom, wrapped her arms tightly around Joe Ga’s neck, and said, "Was it you who did it?"

Joe Ga rubbed ’Kitten’s’ buttocks with both hands and said with a smile, "I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I can do it, we still have some time…"

’Kitten’ seductively pulled Joe Ga’s hand to her soft chest, then with sparkling eyes, said, "A private plane at a secluded airport was shot down with Stinger Missiles, and inside were suspects connected to Mosin Harris."

As she spoke, ’Kitten’ wriggled and squeezed into Joe Ga’s arms, and said, "Boss~ was it you who did it?"

Joe Ga grinned and said, "If I did it, is there a reward?"

’Kitten’ decisively said, "Yes, we’re leaving here, going somewhere else, you can have whatever you want.

The Austrian police will definitely suspect us, we need to leave here."

Joe Ga looked at ’Kitten,’ who was both excited and anxious, and he laughed and shook his head, saying, "Don’t worry, I guarantee no one will come looking for trouble…"

’Kitten’ looked at Joe Ga, curiously and said, "Why?"

Joe Ga didn’t want to discuss his ’deal’ with the old man with Kitten; these implied, unspoken ’deals’ are understood but never admitted once spoken out loud.

The old man, head of the police in Austria, when faced with an explicit threat from Joe Ga, decisively disclosed the whereabouts of the suspects and expressed Austria’s concerns to Joe Ga...

Given Joe Ga’s direct and brutal approach, it led to insufficient evidence by the police.

Could they take those people down through regular legal channels?

They could!

But prolonged court trials would greatly impact Austria.

Such a case, violating the very bottom lines of human nature, would be like a scar. Repeatedly uncovering it would be fatal to Austria’s image.

As it stands, Austria’s tourism will decline sharply in the next one to two years; who can handle such loss?

But with those people dead, things would immediately change. Kicking someone when they’re down isn’t new anywhere in the world.

Swiftly handling the case and putting an end to this tragedy in the shortest time, offering the most substantial compensation to those girls, would show Austria’s determination and sincerity to the world. That’s in the best interest of Austria.

Short of reliable manpower, the old man had to hint to Joe Ga in the most obscure way, even pulling in the Austrian Prime Minister as a backer.

Joe Ga indeed was impatient; watching scumbags escape was out of the question, so he readily accepted the favor.

Anyway, without any evidence, even if the old man wanted to back out later, he wouldn’t have the chance.

This wasn’t something to discuss deeply with someone like ’Kitten’; Joe Ga, cheerfully taking advantage, was about to grab something to eat when his phone rang...

Seeing the name Nis on the display, Joe Ga glanced at his left hand still resting on ’Kitten’s’ butt...

"Hey, love, what’s up?"

The voice on the other end was very noisy. Nis said after the call connected, "Charlene’s in trouble, I’m on a plane, head to Monaco quickly…"