Click, click-click!
The moment the police station doors swung open, flashbulbs flashed incessantly.
Reporters tried to swarm forward.
But, they were blocked by a line of black-clad bodyguards, forcing them to stand outside the human wall.
However, this did not deter the reporters from asking their questions.
"Councilor Davide, what is your view on those armed militants?"
"Councilor Davide, what do you think about the sudden appearance of a secret base outside Newdeth City?"
"Young Mr. Davide, did you suffer mistreatment when you were kidnapped?"
...
One question after another, ordinary people under such a barrage would have been at a loss.
But Davide's expression remained unchanged, even wearing a benign smile.
He raised his hand and made a pressing motion.
Instantly, the reporters' voices subsided.
Standing on the steps of the police station, the councilor began to speak:
