King's Back
Chapter 33 Initiative

The landlady watched as Jackson and Harry were taken away by thepolice. She felt very anxious, but she can't do anything about it.

She felt guilty. After all, they were taken away because they save her.She had forgotten Jackson flirting with her, and now she just wantedhim to come back safe and sound.

It took about ten minutes for them to arrive at the police station.Jackson and Harry were taken to the interrogation room.

The room was only a few square meters, with a small window above thewall. The room was a bit dark with a monitor in the corner.

As soon as they arrived at the interrogation room, Harry voluntarilypulled up a chair for Jackson to sit down and helped Jackson to relaxhis back and legs.

“Jackson, don't worry. Just take a statement and we'll be out of here ina minute.”

Jackson was in no hurry. Dolcie won't leave during the day anyway, aslong as he went back to Dolcy Corporate before he got off work.

“By the way, Jackson, do you smoke?” Harry remembered that Jacksonsmoked, so he looked for the cigarette in his pockets, but he forgot tobring a cigarette today.

Thereupon he walked to the door, and said to the police obsequiously,“Officer, do you have cigarette? Could you lend me one?”

The officer knew that Jackson had just hit four thugs, but he seemed tobe at odds with the captain, so he was taken back to the station.

But knowing that these two people acted heroically saving the lady, thepolice gave them two cigarettes.

Harry said thank you and trotted over to light it for Jackson. WhenJackson just took a puff, with a bang, the door opened and Sara walkedin proudly, followed by a recording officer.

“Miss Sara, come on, how do you do. We meet again” Jackson gave aplayful laugh.

Sara was grateful to Jackson for helping her crack the drug traffickingcase.

But the better Jackson acted, the more she suspected Jackson wasinvolved in the killing.

How could a young driver be so strong? He must be hiding somesecrets.

A sense of mission and responsibility made Sara even more curiousabout Jackson.

“Don't be frivolous. Be honest.”

Jackson didn't take her words seriously. Instead, he cast a glance overher body and said in all seriousness, “Officer Sara, I advise you not toget angry so easily. Women have several special days every month.Being angry often leads to menstrual cramps.”

What?

The two assistant policemen looked at each other. Was Miss Sarahaving her period? No wonder she had been so grumpy these past twodays.

But they soon found something was wrong. How did this guy know thatMiss Sara was having her period?

Sara was shocked, and her face suddenly turned red.

“Jackson, don't you dare talk nonsense. This is the police station. Nononsense!”

Jackson shrugged, and said innocently, “I'm not talking nonsense. Youlook pale. You must have worked too hard and bled too much duringyour periods. You will be anemic if you keep doing that.”

“Also, your left leg should have been injured and you walk with a limp,so you'd better go back to rest for a month, or there will be sequelae.Jackson said seriously, not like joking.

In fact, he was right. Two cops can testify that Sara's left leg was injuredon duty the previous two days, and she didn't recover.

It seemed that this guy really knew Miss Sara. Otherwise, how could heknow so much?

“Shut up, don't talk about this mess. Get down to business. What elsedo you know about the killer case? Tell me!”

Sara's hands rested on her hips, her chest heaving with anger.

Jackson was stunned. Well, Sara's breasts were bigger than those of thelandlady, and it was so eye-catching when she moved.

“Actually, Sara, your breasts are too big for this job, which increases therisk and makes your attendance inconvenient.”

Once again, the two policemen looked at Sara's breasts and nodded inagreement.

He was so right. They've already seen that. This guy's words were sopoisonous that he hit the point with every word.

Sara's eyes were wide open, and her depressed mood was completelydetonated by Jackson.

Since she was a child, she dreamed of being a policeman with a senseof justice.

But her breasts developed too well, and made it too eye-catching, so itwas very inconvenient whether it was arresting fugitives or wearingpolice uniforms.

What every woman wanted was the last thing she wanted.

It had been her private affair all along, but Jackson said it out.

“Well, Jackson, you mean to go against me, right? So, I'm going toteach you a lesson today.”

Sara punched her fist against Jackson.

“Don't be impulsive, Miss Sara. The monitor is still on.” said thepoliceman quickly.

Sara got a demerit for beating someone in the interrogation room lasttime. This time, Sara couldn't make another mistake.

With a frown, Sara pushed the assistant policemen away andaggressively moved around the table, and wanted to punch Jackson inthe face.

“Harry is here, don't hurt my master!”

Harry stepped forward and stood in front of Jackson with a righteouslook on his face.

This was a great opportunity to show himself. If he behaved well,Jackson would accept him.

"Get out of here.”

Sara kicked Harry aside, then reached over and grabbed Jackson's wrist.Jackson's eyes became sharp, but he didn't shy away and looked at herwith a playful grin.

Sara's eyes lit up. She was good at grasping skills, but he refused tohide, then didn't blame her.

When she grabbed Jackson's wrist and was about to flip it over, sheheard a click!

Jackson conjured a pair of handcuffs around Sara's wrists and placedthe other end on the radiator.

Jackson smiled, clapped his hands and stood up, looking at Sara like hewas looking a good show.

“Miss Sara, you are too careless. If you meet a gangster, you will be introuble.”

“Motherfucker, when did my handcuffs get into your hands?”

Sara realized that one of the handcuffs was missing.

Damn it!

She knew Jackson was good at Kungfu, but she didn't expect to betrapped by this guy before she hit him.

“Let me go if you have the guts! I will fight with you until the end of theworld.”

Sara was so angry that she put on a fierce look at him, but she couldn'teven touch Jackson's clothes.

“What are you standing there for?! Hurry up to untie me.”

Hearing Sara's call for help, the two policemen reacted and rushed tounlock the handcuffs with the key.

As soon as she was released, Sara rubbed her wrists, which were alreadyred. “You two crap,” she said angrily, “I'm locked and you won't comeover to help!”

The two policemen said in a pitiful tone, "Officer Sara, you said thatwhen you one-on-one hit someone, you don't like others to intervene.”Sara was about to lash out at the two cops when it dawned on her ofsomething.

What the hell was going on? The reason for her to arrest Jackson was toinvestigate the killer case. How did it become like this?

She realized that she had been led by Jackson before she knew it.Jackson was smiling, but he had been in the driver's seat the momenthe arrived at the police station.

Okay, Jackson, you almost took me to the ditch.

But once again, Sara was sure that Jackson was more than just a littledriver!O