The collective emotion is sometimes like a slightly turbulent lake surface. As long as the vibration is suppressed, everything will return to calm. But if you don't deal with it, the waves will soon turn into huge waves. After several days of demonstrations, no clarification came from Xiuen, and the city hall unexpectedly remained calm. It seemed that Xiuen and the managers of Turnel City were planning to use cold treatment to quell this incident. The cold treatment method cannot be said to be wrong. It is indeed the most appropriate method when facing many problems, but sometimes it can only add fuel to the flames.
Because for some angry groups, silence means guilty conscience.
In fact, it can't be blamed that Xiu En chose the wrong way to deal with it. After all, he is not an agent with an administrative background. He has been playing the role of an executor since he entered the Police Investigation Bureau. His ability to handle such matters is far beyond No more adept at it than the executives he once looked down upon sitting in offices. The fearful media, the angry middle class, the silent city administrator, and Xiu En who doesn't know what to do at all, the entire city of Tenel is like a huge fermentation vessel, and some subtle things are rapidly expanding.
"You should stand up and explain the matter clearly. Only in this way can this farce be put to rest as soon as possible." Xiu En drank heavily. The illegal liquor he seized was all highly alcoholic. In accordance with the relevant regulations of the Contraband Investigation Bureau and the Second Prohibition, these contraband items that were inspected must be destroyed at regular intervals. Of course, it's not a big problem if insiders drink it before it's destroyed, as long as no one tells it.
The elegant restaurant is divided into private spaces by curtains. There may be some voices around, but everyone consciously keeps the conversation in a low voice, so as not to affect others or leak the conversation. Content. The silver tableware on the table exudes a dazzling luster under the light, and every dish is very exquisite. This is a very high-end restaurant, and the cost of dining is naturally very expensive, which naturally filters out the low-level and bottom-class restaurants. people.
Dulin used a knife and fork to decompose a complete piece of lobster meat. The price of this main course was eighty-nine yuan, and the price of this meal may be more than three hundred yuan. But it didn't matter. Not only did Du Lin not need to pay even a penny for the meal, Xiu En also didn't need to pay anything for it. As long as he nods his head, the restaurant owner will give him a free order with a smile. This is not because Xiu En is so great, nor is it because he knows the owner of this restaurant. The reason is all because of his position. The more upscale the restaurant, the stronger the demand for high-grade moonshine.
It is impossible for businessmen and dignitaries with billions of dollars to buy a bottle of low-alcohol fruit wine with a strange and astringent taste for just one dollar. What they need is a high-alcohol wine that is as full of charming aroma as liquid gold. . This is related to a restaurant's income and customer base, so being able to make friends with a director like Xiu En who specializes in managing contraband is what every restaurant owner is willing and hoping for.
Xiu En put down his wine glass, his eyes were a little scarlet, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He had not been resting well these past few days. Whenever he was about to fall asleep, he could hear the laughter of children that day and the "bang bang" sound of a simulated pistol being fired. . At first he thought someone was playing a prank and wanted to torture him in this way, but he soon discovered that this was not someone else's prank but his hallucination.
He saw a psychiatrist and took medicine, but the results were very poor. Only drinking helped him. After drinking until he was unconscious, he was able to sleep until dawn.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If I said that I really didn't mean to do this, would you believe it?" His red eyes stared at Du Lin, and he wanted to know what Du Lin was thinking. In the past few days, people outside were talking about him, and people inside were also criticizing his behavior. The key issue was not that he shot and killed two children. The agents in the Bureau knew that an accident was certain and reasonable under such circumstances. The real problem is that he shoots the angry father and the grieving mother again without hesitation, that's the problem.
Making mistakes is not terrible. The terrible thing is that after you make a mistake, you use new mistakes to cover up the old mistakes. This is the most terrible thing.
Du Lin thought for a moment, then met his gaze and nodded firmly, "I believe it, because you are not that kind of person."
"What you said is false, but I like to hear it." Xiu En breathed a sigh of relief. He pressed his hands on the table and pushed his body to lean completely against the back of the chair. "I can't fail, at least I can't fail now. I I know this city better than they do, and I also understand the evil hidden underneath this city. If I leave, they will not be able to defeat those people, and they will most likely be divided and bribed. In the end, RCA will become a garbage dump. This is I don’t want to see it.”
"I know that you may think that I am no better than them, but you have forgotten one thing. As long as I am still here, their firepower will be focused on me, and the Investigation Bureau will still have a certain fighting capacity. I may not be a good person, But I'm definitely not a bad person!" Xiu En seemed very emotional when he said this. He lowered his head and shook his head, "Some people have to stand up. It was them before, and it's me now."
Du Lin was not interested in Xiu En's emotion at all. Xiu En might be just like his evaluation of himself, neither a good person nor a bad person. But this has nothing to do with Du Lin. What Du Lin wants is revenge, and then take back what those people took away from him. Of course, when he still needs Xiu En's help, he will definitely not be disappointed.
Du Lin tore off a small piece of bread, put it in his mouth with the sauce on the plate, and said vaguely: "I understand, this is responsibility!"
"For responsibility!"
The two cups still stayed in the air after they collided. The surrounding curtains were suddenly lifted, and several agents wearing uniforms with RCA on them walked in and stood beside Xiu En. One of them was wearing a suit and had a shaved head. He glanced at Du Lin first, and after confirming that this boy was not a threat or a big shot, he unfolded a piece of paper in front of Xiu En and said, "Someone reported you for shooting an innocent man. resident, and fabricated evidence to frame the deceased in an attempt to hide his crime. The director of the Canles Contraband Investigation Bureau requires you to go to Orodo immediately to explain the situation. If you are convicted, you will pay the price for your actions."
Xiuen rolled his eyes and raised the glass to his lips, but the guy grabbed his glass. The two of them were wrestling secretly, but Xiuen seemed to be the weak one. Xiu En suddenly let go, but the guy's hand holding the wine glass didn't move at all. He glanced at Xiu En contemptuously and pressed the wine glass hard on the table.
"As the director of the Contraband Investigation Bureau, you actually took the initiative to drink illegal alcohol. You are really qualified!" He took out his handkerchief and wiped the back of his hand that was splashed with alcohol, waved his hand and said, "Take it away!"
The deadly silent restaurant became lively after this group of people left. Many people were talking about Xiu En, and many people clapped to show their approval. Du Lin shook his head and took a sip of the wine in his glass. , continued to quietly taste the lobster meat on his plate. As for what will happen to Xiu En, whether there is any chance of cooperation between him and Xiu En, it doesn't mean much to him. He couldn't protect himself, so how could he help Du Lin
Du Lin couldn't help but think of what the big man in the dream often said to himself.
It is always better to rely on yourself than to rely on others!
The small storm passed quickly. As for what kind of huge waves would be caused outside, Dulin couldn't control it for the time being. What made him embarrassed now was that he had no money in his pocket.
Seeing the waiter standing aside with a smile and bending down respectfully, Du Lin suddenly felt why he didn't take him away with him and left him to pay the bill.
After touching his pocket, Du Lin could only say frankly, "I didn't bring any money!"
"No, you brought it!" the waiter said with a smile.
Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere quickly subsided. The waiter may not know Du Lin, but it does not mean that the owner of the restaurant does not know Du Lin. For people like Du Lin, most businesses that are operating normally still try their best not to offend him. offending attitude.
It's really unpleasant to think about it after having a king's meal and being sent out respectfully.
Looking back at the bustling restaurant, Du Lin slowly blended in with the pedestrians on the sidewalk and disappeared with a stick in his mouth.
The next day, the news that Schoen was arrested and sent back to Ordo for examination spread in the city of Turnel. For a while, the middle class demonstrating outside the city hall were as excited as if they had won the Patriotic War. It was a difficult war, but in the end they won. Sometimes happiness is such a simple thing, as long as you don't know the truth.
After Xiuen left, everything seemed to have returned to its former peace. Trucks filled with private liquor were openly passing through the streets in broad daylight, replenishing supplies in bars and restaurants. Occasionally, one or two excited young people can be seen emerging from a hidden alley, holding a small glass bottle tightly in their hands. Everything is the same as it was before the Contraband Bureau was established, a peaceful picture.
But behind this peace, there is something a little less peaceful.
"Xiu En is unreliable. We can only rely on ourselves." Du Lin, with a cigarette in his mouth and one foot on the chair, was checking whether the pistol in his hand was intact. "I never thought that one day, I would It’s such an unskilled job.”
Ellis was smiling silly on the side, and Dover couldn't help laughing either.
Thanks to Mr. Yellow Fish and many readers for their rewards. I owed more than ten chapters, and I will pay them all next month. If there are no accidents, the word count is scheduled to be updated to 400,000... After all, as a tentacle monster, I also have dignity, how can I let you trample on me like this? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
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