A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 734: The Judgment

John Houseman has been causing trouble until now.

This is the harshest thing Dirk Carter has ever said.

However, John Houseman didn't take Dirk Carter's words seriously at all.

He sneered.

Turning his head sideways, half of his face facing Dirk Carter, pointing with his finger, he said, "Destroy me? Do you have the guts? Here's my face, try slapping it."

After saying this.

Vernon Houseman also showed a contemptuous smile.

In his view, Dirk Carter didn't have the guts to act in front of him.

No one expected Dirk Carter to act without hesitation.

Picking up an empty beer bottle beside him, he smashed it down on John Houseman's head.

With a clinking sound.

The glass bottle shattered directly.

John Houseman sat on the ground, completely stupefied.

He covered the place Dirk Carter had hit with his hand, unable to recover for a moment.

Vernon Houseman's face turned green.

Gritting his teeth, he said to Armand Crawford, "Director Crawford, you saw that Dirk Carter assaulted someone, you can't ignore this, right?"

Armand Crawford was about to speak.

Alphonso Forrest snorted coldly and said, "Armand Crawford, you as the deputy director of the police department, don't want your job anymore, do you?"

If someone else had said this.

Armand Crawford wouldn't care.

But since Alphonso Forrest said it.

Armand Crawford had to weigh it seriously.

The words stuck, unsure what to say.

John Houseman saw this.

Biting back the pain, he stood up from the ground.

"Damn it, even dare to hit me, fine, if the police won't act, I'll handle it myself. Ah Dao, call all our brothers, if this wedding goes smoothly today, I won't be a Houseman."

At his command.

Ah Dao took out his phone.

Just about to dial the number.

A chaotic sound came from the doorway.

Only to see Cuthbert Lewis and Pierce Griffin, dressed in police uniforms, rushing in with a group of officers.

At this moment, Armand Crawford also made up his mind.

He couldn't be indecisive today.

No matter what, he had to take a gamble.

Pointing in Dirk Carter's direction, he said, "Officer Lee, take your men and arrest Dirk Carter for me."

Cuthbert Lewis seemed to ignore him completely.

Alongside Pierce Griffin, he stepped up to the aggressive John Houseman, presenting a paper before him, saying, "John Houseman, you are under arrest by Rexton City Police Department for suspected rape, gang rape, illegal detention, intentional homicide, and accidental manslaughter!"

As soon as the words were spoken.

Pierce Griffin clicked the handcuffs onto John Houseman.

Two police officers came up and restrained John Houseman's shoulders.

John Houseman panicked.

Struggling desperately.

He shouted profanities, "Let go of me, let go of me, you sons of bitches, who dares to touch me? I'm from the Houseman Family, who dares to touch me?"

Armand Crawford's face turned green.

He reprimanded, "Cuthbert Lewis, what are you doing? Arresting without evidence, what is this all about?"

Cuthbert Lewis smiled slightly and said, "Director Crawford, since I'm here to arrest, I obviously have evidence. In the bodies of the victims Stella Stone and Zoe Summers, we found bodily fluids. After testing, it's confirmed that a fluid sample inside Zoe Summers is a complete match with John Houseman's biological sample. Additionally, we found John Houseman's fingerprints at the victims' Javier Summers' home, which proves he's the murderer of Javier Summers' entire family."

"Impossible! That's impossible! You can't have my biological samples."

John Houseman exclaimed.

Vernon Houseman also stood up.

He sneered, "Officer Lee, police can't fabricate evidence arbitrarily. If you arrest without evidence now, you won't keep that uniform."

In Vernon's view.

These people were just bluffing.

They just wanted to take John Houseman back for comparison with the discovered evidence.

They didn't have any evidence at all.

At this moment.

Dirk Carter came forward.

Standing in front of John Houseman.

He said, "Mr. Houseman, didn't you forget that drink I offered you as an apology when you came in earlier? It should have your fingerprints and saliva on it, how can you say there's no biological sample?"

John Houseman was stunned.

Scenes from earlier flashed in his mind.

He struggled like he was electrocuted.

Screaming, "Dirk Carter, you set me up, you bastard, you won't die well..."

Dirk Carter sighed.

He said, "Mr. Houseman, how can you blame me? If you didn't come to my wedding to cause trouble, I wouldn't have collected the biological information I wanted, so in the end, this is called self-inflicted damage."

"How... how did you know I would come?"

John Houseman asked.

Dirk Carter snorted coldly and said, "If you're going to retaliate over small disputes like those between Lilian Taylor and Javier Summers, you certainly won't miss my wedding, so I took a gamble and planned this scene, waiting for you to throw yourself into the net."

"Ah... ah... Dirk Carter, I'm going to kill you... I'll kill you..."

Knowing the truth, John Houseman "went mad."

Gnashing his teeth at Dirk Carter.

Unfortunately for him, being restrained by the police, he couldn't touch Dirk Carter at all.

"Mr. Houseman, you might as well save your effort for the legal judgment instead, being from the Houseman Family isn't some get-out-of-jail-free card, better think about how to spend the next few years in prison. Officer Lee, please take him away."

Dirk Carter said.

Amidst a cacophony of lamentations.

John Houseman was escorted away by the police.

What awaits him next is the verdict of justice.

The crowd erupted into applause.

The applause made Vernon Houseman and the other three turn pale alternately.

They looked extremely unsightly.

For Dirk Carter, this was a dizzying victory.

He said to Vernon Houseman, "Secretary Houseman, why don't you stay and have a drink before you leave?"

"Dirk Carter... you don't be arrogant, this revenge, the Houseman Family will remember, let's see if these old guys can protect you then."

Vernon Houseman said through clenched teeth.

Dirk Carter smiled.

He said, "In that case, Director Houseman might as well focus on hiring a good lawyer for your son, perhaps the sentence could be reduced a few years."

Vernon Houseman stamped his foot.

Just about to leave angrily.

As soon as he turned around.

His body froze in place.

His face was both shocked and terrified.

His mouth opened slightly, timidly shouting, "Dad, why are you here?"

This shout of "Dad."

Even stopped those about to return to their seats.

As they looked in his direction.

Sure enough.

In the center position, stood an elderly man.

Despite being in his seventies or eighties, the old man seemed energetic and dignified.

Wearing a traditional Chinese suit.

His eyes were full of harshness.

This person was none other than Jethro Houseman.

At that moment, Dirk Carter felt a shiver run through him.