After the two said something incomprehensible for a while, Prondo immediately led the police officers back. After he walked a certain distance, the friendly smile on his face gradually faded away. He took two more steps, paused, and stopped. He turned slightly sideways, turned his head, and looked in the direction behind him. He watched Du Lin and the two young men enter the almost-completed store before looking away.
On the way back to the police station, Prondeau didn't say a word, didn't even have the slightest expression on his face, and kept a straight face from beginning to end.
To be honest, he doesn't like Dulin, very, very much. If he had to choose, he would choose to support Wood instead of Dulin now. As part of the rule-makers in Turnel City, he doesn't like those "breakthroughs" who easily cross the line and jump out of the frame. Those big shots who are above his official position, such as congressmen or mayors, will also not like Dulin.
They prefer "players" like Wood who abide by the rules than young people who break the rules at every turn and don't know awe. Wood will follow the rules of the game set by these big guys and maintain the game smoothly. No matter what he encounters, the first thing he thinks of is not to cross the line, and this is what the rule makers are happy to see.
They have worked hard to formulate a large and complex game order. The purpose is not to let others destroy the order, but to hope that everyone can work together to maintain it and keep the game running healthily and smoothly.
But he had to show his closeness to Du Lin. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the submissive little guy at the dinner table who didn't say a word during the entire meal was far worse than what he showed. So "quiet"!
The ten thousand yuan was too hot to get, and he couldn't shake it off. Even if it was piping hot barbecue, he had to swallow it hard because Du Lin was a person who didn't follow the rules.
Prondo returned to the police station and his office with a heavy heart. He took out a bottle of high-end wine given by someone else from the wine rack and poured himself a glass.
He needs to think about how to drag this guy back who has stepped outside the line, at least not to let him continue to act so recklessly.
Prondo probably didn't remember that there was a young police officer who didn't follow him. He had just witnessed the "criminal gangster" brutally causing a massacre, then quickly washed the floor and pretended that nothing happened, and was still chatting and laughing with the chief. The officers also ignored that a young police officer followed Wood's car and has not returned yet.
In fact, this police officer was always there. He was on the roadside and witnessed the entire "murderous crime" process. He is angry, he is hesitant, he is confused, he is at a loss!
Since when did the line between black and white become so unclear in the city of Turnel? When he saw Wood arriving with a group of police officers, he even thought that the chief was going to arrest these vicious and cruel gang members. He even wanted to stand up and testify against what Dulin had done before. past things. But when he saw that the director, who had a bad temper, was actually talking to the young man like a good friend and waving goodbye, he felt very shameful and humiliated!
I am a police officer and it is my responsibility to uphold justice...
He once told himself this, even though his original ideal was not to be a police officer.
His outlook on life, values, and world view were completely destroyed at this moment. He felt that he needed to talk to his family about whether he was sick or whether the world was sick.
The moment he turned to leave, Du Lin behind him walked into his store with a gloomy look. There was a pungent smell of disinfectant everywhere in the building that had been cleaned. He had people buy these things from the hospital. You can buy them for less than three gallons for one dollar. The pungent smell of disinfectant covered them up. The smell of blood and a faint sour smell.
Everyone gathered, and Du Lin's eyes stayed on everyone for a moment. Except for some girls, almost everyone was injured. But their mental outlook was very good. They did not show any expressions of depression or pain. Each one of them seemed to be... very energetic, and their eyes met Du Lin's eyes with burning eyes.
"How many of us died?" He couldn't help but smoke out another cigarette. He needed to relieve the pressure in his heart.
Du Fu smiled bitterly and said: "Six people died, one of them was shot to death, and the other five were stabbed to death." He paused, and then said, "There are still nine people seriously injured. Only four or five people have been cured, and the rest may be left disabled." There was an indescribable expression on his face, which was sad, regretful, and helpless.
For the families of these people, their children, who had been raising them for more than ten years, suddenly left this world. Not to mention his own son, even cats and dogs are enough to make people feel extremely sad, let alone a living person, a more emotional relative? !
Of course, the situation is not as bad as imagined. Every Guart family often has multiple children. Although the death of a child is indeed a very sad thing, it is not unacceptable.
Du Lin took a few steps back and forth and said: "Everyone who participated in today's party... fifty yuan." When he mentioned fifty yuan, the eyes of the boys almost gleamed, and the girls were a little a little nervous. Looking at the young men with envy, Du Lin pointed at them and said, "You have one too!" At this moment, the girls were all happy and giggled.
Yes, they grieved for their dead brothers and those who might be disabled, but they were more satisfied with their gains. To put it bluntly, they are just risking their lives for wealth, but their lives are not very valuable, but no matter how worthless, there must be a measure. Fifty yuan is equivalent to what others have worked hard for for half a year. For this group of teenagers who are eager to prove themselves, it is not a small sum of money.
Before Du Lin finished speaking, he continued: "For those who are injured, an additional 50 will be added, and the company will pay for the medical expenses. For those who are disabled, an additional 100 will be added. After they come out of the hospital, they can work in the company. Every month Starting at 20 yuan, the salary will increase every year.”
When I say this, many people are already moved. Outside, in society, if it is for the injured and disabled gang members, most of the time an easy job is arranged for them, and of course the salary is not too much. It was okay to keep them fed and warmly clothed, but there was no hope of saving any money. After all, gangs are just simple gangs, they run illegal things, and there are not so many jobs to support idle people.
But it's different here. No matter what, it's twenty yuan a month, and the salary will be increased every year. Even if you become disabled as a result, you don't need to think about your future survival. You can also save the money to buy a house or do something in the future. Do some small business or something.
Du Fu nodded secretly on the side. This kind of treatment is indeed very high, at least in Tener.
Du Lin took a breath, flicked out half of the cigarette, and a few sparks popped up on the ground, saying: "As for the brothers who have sacrificed, each family will send 500 yuan, and the monthly subsidy will be 20 yuan, and it will increase every year. Two dollars!" He put his hands into the pockets of his pants, looked at all the young faces, and said clearly word by word: "Some of you are familiar with me, and some of you have not spoken to each other. But no matter what, you are all my brothers and sisters!”
"There has never been a reason why my brothers and sisters sacrificed for me and I was indifferent. One day they are my relatives and they will be my relatives all my life. Today they left us, their parents are my parents, and their brothers and sisters are my brothers and sisters. As long as they leave us As long as I, Du Lin, are rich and prosperous, they will have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives!"
"If one day, I, Du Lin, fail to do what I said today, any one of you can come to me with a knife, and I will never resist!"
After the powerful words fell, the only sound left in the room was heavy breathing.
The atmosphere is as serious as solidification!
(End of chapter)