Maybe it was because he drank a little bit, or maybe because he was called a few words by Plando, Xiu En gradually became sober. He shook the glass with only ice cubes left in it, placed it on Prondeau's desk, and then walked to the window. Prondo immediately took the cup with water droplets on the outside away from his beloved desk, and wiped the shallow water stains on the table with a handkerchief.
There was nothing he could do about this guy Xiu En. There was a bit of awe from the beginning - after all, Xiuen came from the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau. For Prondo, who had been living in Tenel City, he was definitely a big shot that he could not mess with. It didn't take much time to become numb until now. Sometimes Prondo also wondered how Xiu En became an agent. He didn't have the appearance or consciousness of an agent at all.
He just wanders around like a scumbag all day long, never paying attention to the cases that happen in this city. Even telegrams from the capital are often thrown directly into the trash by this guy. He seemed to be completely desperate and began to indulge himself. He ignored the police station's unified "collection of black money" and even took the initiative to ask for a share from Plando.
His argument was very simple. He was also a member of the Turnel City Police Department, so he should receive an extra monthly "subsidy" of 50 yuan as a matter of course.
How can such a person, even if he has extraordinary power, make Prondo in awe
It's true that it bores him!
Xiu En, who was enjoying the cool breeze, snapped his fingers, turned around and sat on the window sill, "I remembered, Jim, Wood, right?" Prondeau nodded weakly, Xiu En's face suddenly changed. He showed a bright smile and said, "I just said that I have heard of this name. What? He is dead? Who did it?"
Prondeau looked at Xiuen with drooped eyelids. Xiuen may have realized something. He laughed a few times and patted Prondeau on the shoulder. There was no expression of shame on his face. "I forgot, you asked me ." He shrugged, "Actually, no one else would do this except Graf's group. Did you know that Wood captured Graf's mother and his brother? "
Prondo really didn't know about this. On the one hand, he didn't have much contact with gangs, and he didn't like to come into contact with gang members. If someone sees him and stabs him, he will really lose his hat. Secondly, gang members are not willing to be involved with him. For gang members, even if an enemy cuts off an arm, they will endure it and then look for opportunities for revenge. They will not call the police at all, let alone rely on the power of the police. Come and seek justice for yourself.
If there is a dispute between gangs, it must be settled according to the rules between gangs. Anyone who dares to use the power of the police will be despised, rejected by all gang members, and even lynched, just like Jim's wife.
So Prondo had no idea that Wood had actually captured Graf's mother and brother. No wonder there was such a decisive and ruthless revenge killing.
At this moment, Prondo had already defined the two murders as vendettas. Of course, he also understood that no matter how he characterized them, it could not change the fact that war broke out. He frowned slightly and asked: "Is there any way to ease the situation, such as finding a middleman, bringing the bosses on both sides over, and sitting down to have a good talk to avoid the outbreak of war?"
Xiuen cast a disdainful side glance at Prondeau. His movements, eyes, and smell were very much like those of a gang member on the street. "Are you kidding? Two of Wood's confidants have already died. Do you think Wood will?" Do you agree to your request? Furthermore, if Graf and his boss Dulin dare to do this, they will not stop. This war must be completely defeated before it can end."
"Please forgive me for being rude. This is no longer something you can obstruct or interfere with. You don't have this... ability yet!" In fact, what Xiuen wanted to say was qualifications. Prondo is indeed amazing. He is from Tener City. The chief of police is responsible for the security of the entire city.
But so what? He is not a steel robot or a war machine. He is just a chubby human being, no different from the gangsters on the roadside. He will also be careless sometimes, and he spends a lot of time careless. He will also be injured by a knife and die by a bullet. He was no different from Jim who died today. He was even a little more fragile than those people because he did not have the vigilance and caution of those people.
Of course, when people are willing to abide by the rules and play the game, Plando, the police chief, can indeed be said to be the biggest chess piece. Everyone must try to respect and obey the rules he sets. But once someone steps outside the rules and no longer abides by the rules of the game, what is Prondo
He is nothing more than a staff member of an imperial state agency. He can be assassinated and shut up!
Therefore, in Xiu En's view, Prondo was nothing, far inferior to those gang members who dared to kill as long as they were sure.
Xiuen's attention was on Prondo himself, but Prondo's attention was on the inconspicuous name in what Xiuen just said - Graf, and Dulin!
"You mean... Dulin?" Until this moment, he didn't believe it was true. "You mean the person who started the war with Wood this time was a man named Dulin?"
Xiu En nodded doubtfully, "Yes, Dulin, now the whole Tenel City knows about this guy. He is young, ruthless, and very sophisticated. The most important thing is that they are not afraid of killing. When Wood was sent to investigate There are three less people gathering intelligence. Everyone thinks it was Du Lin who did it, but there is no evidence. This guy is very interesting. I really want to get to know him. It is said that he is only sixteen years old. Gee, young people nowadays are really good. It’s amazing, but I wasn’t that bad back then…”
Sixteen years old!
young people!
Plando's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. He touched the key to the Imperial Central Bank safe that was heavy on his chest, and suddenly felt it was so heavy. He thought for a moment, and regardless of where Xiu En was remembering his lost youth, he drove to the Imperial Central Bank and found the safe corresponding to the key.
There are ten stacks of old ten-dollar bills in the safe. Although these bills are old, they are actually not very old. They are all bills that have been circulated with no serial numbers and have been used by others. It is very difficult to trace these banknotes. Even the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau cannot trace any clues. This is also the favorite type of bribe takers.
In the past, Prondo might have been very happy. After all, 10,000 yuan was the largest "donation" he had ever received, but at the moment he couldn't laugh.
Because the person who gave him the money was named Du Lin!
More importantly, he already understood Du Lin's style. The seemingly childish boy actually planned two vendetta cases, and they were still in public. He didn't care about being witnessed at all. Prondo felt that he even wanted to be witnessed. This was a signal for him to tell all the tycoons in Tenel City that they would have a new friend!
(End of chapter)