Hulk : The Thunderstrike

Sam thought Antonia had lost his mind when he asked for handcuffs. However, after hearing the rest of Antonia's reasoning, the atmosphere among the officers shifted dramatically. Faces turned serious, and tension filled the air.

"Antonia, explain yourself!" Sam demanded sternly. "The Director and city officials are here. You need to provide a clear justification for your actions. What exactly did you find suspicious about these two individuals?"

Antonia stood tall, his calm demeanor radiating confidence. "Sam, Deputy Director Mark was speaking with me earlier when I noticed this vehicle passing by. Something about the way they acted didn't sit right with me. It was a gut feeling, a police instinct."

"Police instinct?" one officer murmured skeptically, though others exchanged thoughtful glances.

Antonia continued, his voice unwavering. "The two individuals in the car appeared unusually nervous when they saw us. It wasn't the typical reaction of respect or apprehension most civilians exhibit around law enforcement. This was different—fearful."

The officers collectively frowned. Given Antonia's imposing physique and no-nonsense demeanor, it wasn't surprising that people might feel uneasy around him. But to leap from suspicion to apprehension? That seemed like a stretch.

Sam opened his mouth to question him further, but Antonia pressed on. "Of course, I didn't act solely on that observation. When I approached, they rolled up their windows and accelerated, which only added to my suspicion. Then, I saw one of them trying to flee."

This statement caught everyone's attention. Experienced officers at the scene nodded subtly; they understood how fleeting micro-expressions and subtle actions could betray a criminal's intentions. Although Antonia's reasoning wasn't easy to articulate, his instincts seemed spot on.

Sam sighed, finally throwing his handcuffs to Antonia. "Fine. But this better lead somewhere."

Several officers from the Chicago precinct, catching Sam's signal, moved in sync to assist. They began thoroughly searching the suspicious vehicle while the higher-ups—Deputy Director Mark, Director Rex, and the city officials—remained silent, waiting for the outcome.

Time seemed to drag as everyone stood in tense anticipation.

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Suddenly, a shout broke the silence. "Deputy Director Mark, Director Rex! Call for an ambulance immediately! There are two unconscious children in the vehicle!"

Sam's voice trembled as he delivered the grim news. "It looks like they've been injected with a sedative or some other drug to keep them unconscious."

A wave of shock rippled through the gathering. Deputy Director Mark quickly regained his composure and began issuing orders, his voice sharp and commanding.

The atmosphere turned grim as the officers surrounded the traffickers, Jane and Shen The pair looked defeated, their earlier bravado completely extinguished.

With the evidence now clear, their fate was sealed. No amount of lies could save them. The children's critical condition alone rendered any defense useless, not to mention the overwhelming proof uncovered in the vehicle.

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"Good work, Antonia!" Mark exclaimed, his earlier misgivings completely erased. "Your instincts are exceptional."

The officers murmured their approval. "Antonia, you're incredible. You caught two traffickers before the new anti-trafficking initiative even rolled out!"

"This guy's luck and skill are off the charts," one officer whispered.

"Luck? It's pure talent! Did you see how quickly he acted?" another countered.

"That's true, but he's a bit reckless. Still… I like it!"

"Damn those traffickers," someone muttered darkly.

Antonia's colleagues, who had initially doubted him, now looked at him with admiration and even a tinge of guilt. Earlier, they had assumed his actions were driven by excitement or recklessness. Now, it was clear he had acted with precision and purpose.

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Rex, Matt, and Sam were the first to approach Antonia. While their initial emotions were a mix of frustration and embarrassment, they now radiated gratitude and pride.

"Antonia," Rex said, his voice firm yet warm. "Great job! You've brought honor to the precinct today."

Matt nodded, adding, "I misjudged you earlier. I owe you an apology. I hope you can forgive my earlier criticism."

Sam clapped a heavy hand on Antonia's shoulder. "You've outdone yourself, kid. But next time, maybe don't give us all a heart attack?"

Antonia's response was characteristically humble. "Thank you, but I was only doing my duty. Protecting citizens and apprehending criminals is what we're here for. However, I do acknowledge that I acted impulsively."

This admission caused a few officers to wince. Antonia's sincerity left no room for misinterpretation. But just as they were beginning to process his words, Antonia added with a faint smirk, "That said, Sam, if I encounter a similar situation in the future, I'll still choose to act—impulsively or not."

The room erupted in laughter and applause. Antonia's confidence, mixed with his unyielding dedication to justice, had not only diffused the tension but also solidified his reputation as one of the precinct's rising stars.

And though the incident had been nerve-wracking, it left everyone with a renewed sense of purpose—especially when the unconscious children were safely transported to the hospital, and the traffickers were finally behind bars.

In that moment, Antonia wasn't just a police officer. He was a hero.

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