"He's talking nonsense!"

"Dog official!"

The situation was about to get out of control again, and the director of the Inner Trust was a little weak, so he had to show a more friendly attitude.

The young painter lowered his head and gasped, looking exhausted and extremely weak. He seemed to have forgotten that the people around him listened to the insults around him, and fell into deep thought, as if this was actually a silent world.

"Sir, don't continue." Director Neto gritted his teeth secretly.

Clegg opened his eyes: "This is quite new to me, Mr. Director. You would actually whisper to me in a low voice, is this true?"

"……Yes."

"Are you asking for my opinion, Mr. Director?"

"Yes, it's for your opinion."

"Okay. I've received your comment!" Clegg said expressionlessly.

"Since that's the case, I hope you will cooperate with our work." Director Neto smiled kindly, "I already know the reason for this riot and my original intention. Don't worry, go back to the police station to record your confession, and you can come out safely."

Clegg asked lightly: "Are you sure?"

"Mr. Clegg, my dear friend, I promise you." Director Neto covered the police badge on his chest with a solemn and solemn expression. "You will be forgiven by the procuratorate. In the past, present, and future, your sins will be forgiven because of your fraternity."

This statement, coupled with his actions, is quite deceptive.

Many media cameras aimed at the director's face and took close-ups of him from different angles.

Director Neto wanted to maintain his image, but a smile appeared uncontrollably on the corner of his mouth.

The sentence just now was a passage from him quoted from the New Testament: Luke: verse 47. The original text is: "So I tell you that many of his sins have been forgiven because he has a lot of love..."

In this era when the Holy See has supreme status, Director Neto can already think of what the title of tomorrow's news will be.

[Devote believer, Director Neto! Quoting God's famous sayings to forgive the lost rioters!] It is probably such a title that not only highlights his bravery and knowledge, but also makes him look sympathetic. It is perfect... His purpose of becoming an official is to seek wealth and name.

"Mr. Director!" Clegg suddenly spoke, "I still insisted on waiting for Bangji's people to come and confront him in person!"

Director Neto's expression froze, and after a moment, he said kindly: "I know what you think, but as a law enforcement officer, I want to ask you to hand over the matter to me. Remember, I'm not talking to you intimately, not making trouble. This is a solemn legal process! Now, can you probably understand what I mean?"

"I don't think!" Clegg shook his head and said coldly: "I think my demands are reasonable, but you think I'm pretending to be absurd. I think it's quite absurd, so I don't understand what you mean."

"I think, Mr. Clegg, you must understand me." Director Neto suppressed his anger and blushed. "I will not let anyone who violates the law escape the sanctions of the law! I promise you that any sin will be judged justly!"

"Mr. Director, I can't believe you."

"Let's talk about it later, sir, you're tired. You should take a break!" Director Neto smiled.

When he nodded in the most polite manner, a secret was revealed on his smiling face. At the same time, the slight straight lines around his eyes and the small nest on his nose were also bent with mockery, making him look a little devilish.

In order to prevent young people from saying something that might be exciting in front of the media, the director raised his head and waved his hand directly, calling the police to come and stuff the person into the police car and take it away.

Tokisaki, who was cleaning the wounds for the little girl's mother, suddenly stood up.

She knew the young painter, and she knew very well what kind of torture he would suffer after being taken to the police station. With the idea of ​​helping her, she walked forward.

But at this time, someone grabbed her hand.

Looking back, it was Sister Malin.

Tokizaki tilted his head slightly and said in confusion: "What's wrong with Sister Malian?"

Sister Malin was stunned.

First of all, the blonde and blue-eyed Takasaki's slightly tilted head was very cute, so cute that it made people want to squeeze her face hard; secondly, when Takasaki grew up, she always called her name directly, and rarely added the intimate name "sister" after her name.

After thinking about it for a while, Malian probably understood the reason.

However, she has always been a bad woman who doesn't care about other people's opinions, and she has no intention of sticking to the title at this time. Grabbing Kozaki's hand, she leaned over and said in Kozaki's ear: "Don't go out, let that young man suffer a little."

"Why?" Toshizaki didn't understand very much, "Sister Malian had a holiday with him?"

Why?

Of course it's because it's unhappy.

Regardless of whether the young man was intentional or unintentional to make trouble at this place and at this time, Sister Marian thought it was not a coincidence, then this young painter who dared to be scheming in her must have learned some lesson.

She is such a petty woman!

And after he suffered a lot, she would appear as a savior, so the weight would naturally be heavier.

Of course, these reasons cannot be told to Kozaki.

Sister Malin's seductive eyes rolled slightly, and said in Xiaoqi's ear: "Don't you think he looks like your head?"

Tokisaki was stunned.

Her thinking was already very sharp. It was just because the scene was chaotic, so she didn't have time to observe too much. Now, after thinking deeply, she felt that some things might not be that simple... When the monastery disaster relief camp was about to start work, this young man who had a good relationship with the monastery took the lead in causing trouble. He had a little friendship with Nance, and would enter the monastery disaster relief camp at this point, Sister Malian, Sister Rena, and even herself would watch this scene...

Sister Malian is so awesome!

You can just infer the calculation behind it from the clothes.

The adjutant Miss admired her heart, but a sly smile appeared on the corner of Sister Malian's mouth. Her chin was resting on Kozaki's shoulders, her lips were gently pressed against her soft little ears, and her charming and passionate sexy red brought out a very vicious sentence.

"...That outfit is only pleasing to my little man."

"?"

Miss Adjutant blinked.

At this moment, her sweet and intellectual face turned green.

No matter how many consecutive sneezes Nance, far away in Nanwan Town, had two luxury cars slowly driven over during the riots in front of the camp. Clegg, who was pressed towards the police car, looked up and found that it was the owners of two local big grain merchants Bangji and Cargill who were coming.

A man and a woman came out of the car.

The man's name is Ling Jiadong, and the boss Bangji.

This man has a smart, intelligent and cunning face, a monkey-like face and a diplomatic appearance.

The woman is Mrs. Shimamura.

This rumored pretty and coquettish widow, around forty years old, has an oriental thin face, and looks very weak. Due to her weakness, her movements and words are slow, which gives her a respectable and majestic look. But it is also her weak appearance and petite physique that gives people a very easy-to-control impression. I don’t know how many romantic men are deceived because of this, and they are sucked into a person and fucked - literally, because she is a lustful demon.

Director Neto saw that the two of them were coming, so he left Clegg and greeted him.

"Hello Mr. Ling, hello Mrs. Shimamura, thank you very much for coming to supervise my work on site..." He treated people with higher status than him, and without exception, he acted in a passionate pug posture.

"How is the situation?"

"Don't worry, you two, you have settled down."

"Thank you, Director."

"It's just my job, you two, don't be polite." Director Netune smiled so hard that his pancake wrinkled.

Ling Jiadong walked forward and looked at the disaster relief camp that was hit by his own house and sighed slightly. He wiped his eyes and looked compassionate: "Everyone, the cabinet is incompetent. A snow disaster occurred half a month ago. So far, even a ton of disaster relief food has not been transported to California. All employees of Bangji Company and I are concerned about the livelihoods of the people in California. Therefore, we set up a disaster relief camp here to provide free bread, rice, milk and other substances, at least five tons a day. I know that there are still many people who are hungry. I understand your situation, but... please believe me and understand my difficulties."

After saying this, the victims who were already surrounded by righteous indignation were all a little discouraged.

Then, looking at the soft and weak, and hungry, the wife of Shimamura, who also walked up to the front and asked: "My Cargill provides at least five tons of disaster-giving supplies every day. Mr. Ling and I want to increase the efforts to give away supplies. But you also know that there is a shortage of food on the market. These days, I have joined hands with several grain merchants to ask for the cabinet, so I have to promise that no matter how much the food shipped by the cabinet is, I will buy it with all my abilities and give away all the food I can buy..."

After she said this, Ling Jiadong immediately added: "I will donate all the ones I buy!"

The victims who were in a sluggish mood suddenly became energetic in their eyes and cast gratitude eyes at them.

“…It’s so shameless.”

Tokizaki murmured in a low voice.

Others don’t know how much they bought. At that time, donate ten to eight tons at will. What’s the use of it?

The lieutenant lady, who is kind by nature, feels disgusted with these people.

Here we save disasters and release food, do good deeds and accumulate virtue; but on the other hand, we stock up on the grain and delay it to a high price of ten times and twenty times before selling it. This is to do good deeds and accumulate virtue for the God of Death!

The scene seemed to have subsided.

The victims who caused trouble were appeased, the police maintained order, the capitalists gained a reputation, and everyone has a bright future.

However, just when it seemed that it could end, the heart-wrenching cry of the young painter broke the balance again.

"Everyone, don't listen to their quibbling!"

Clegg, who was escorted by two policemen to the police car, broke free and ran to the front suddenly, shouted: "What you said is so nice, then open your granary and see..."

But as soon as the words were heard, his mouth was covered by the police next to him.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Ling Jiadong's eyes.

This kind of thorn among the unruly people needs to be curled up in the police station before they can be taught a lesson.

Clegg, who was covered with his mouth, rushed forward and hit Ling Jiadong's forehead hard.

"What are you doing-"

Ling Jiadong fell to the ground, and red blood flowed out of his head.

The director of Neto next to him was stunned. In a frustration, he shouted in the local dialect of Shin Yokohama: "Don't let go of thunder and hug your mother, be willing to die! People are locked and fucked the streets and missed the house, and they are in the same channel to turn on the reproduction! "

The director was yelling, and the police immediately reacted and wanted to capture the person.
To be continued...