death of hope

Chapter 241 "Corporate Warrior" (157) Interrogation Room
Interrogation Room, 301, San Antonio Street Police Station, New Brisbane.

Officer Sim Mesa is interrogating a college student who provoked trouble,
This young man seems to be the kind of poor student from other places who relies solely on scholarships.

Unshaven, unkempt scruffy look.

Wearing a torn sweater that has been washed many times and has faded,
Both of his hands were handcuffed to the table, and he still looked agitated. There was an aggrieved mouth buried in his dirty short beard, and the table was full of spittle:
"My classmates and I were listening to a speech by a union member on Second Avenue. A group of hooligans came and insulted the speaker. Of course, my brothers couldn't be more angry, and then they started fighting."

"Picking quarrels and provoking troubles in public, other students ran away, but you are not smart enough to run away when you hear the sirens."

"Don't think I don't understand. This is not a unilateral act of provoking trouble. This is a fight. Both parties are equally responsible. Why should you just arrest me and let those gangsters go?"

The police officer twirled his pen in boredom: "Little boy, you're 78! It's not your turn to ask questions here."

"It's not fair!" the student yelled, "No matter how oppressed we are, our minds will not be imprisoned!"

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots, you're still in school, why join in the fun with those idiots from the trade union, those slackers will be eliminated by robots sooner or later."

"You are wrong. Factory owners are not stupid. Human resources are cheaper than machines. Workers can deduct money if they make mistakes, but they can also pay for mistakes made by machines."

"Those guys should be screwing screws in the factory instead of running to the street shouting slogans and making trouble, and don't even think about why they are working hard on the production line instead of drinking coffee in a high-rise building. Is it because they are not working hard enough?"

"Hahaha! Mr. Police Officer, in today's Terra Federation, hard work can make you rich? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard today!"

"Your university is really useless, and I feel sad for your parents."

"Don't evade the question, Mr. Inspector, why arrest me and not the other party involved in the brawl?"

"you guess."

"Money ability, right? Those kids must have asked their rich dads for help. You bastards, you wear the same underpants with rich people."

"Watch your words, young man, you are spreading slander and slandering public officials."

"Who are you scaring, isn't it just squatting in there for a few days, eating and drinking, it's good! I just want to know, what reason did you use to arrest the trade union speaker, and he didn't participate in the fight!"

"Illegal assembly." The sheriff became a little impatient: "endangering public order and stability."

"If you want to blame it, there is no reason to blame it, because the worker representative sprayed the rich people in the upper city in his speech, you dog legs in uniform, for those few bones, you put your tongue out to lick the sole of the shoe, arrest us, please Your patron."

"Lazar! Come in!" Officer Xin Mesa was completely impatient.

A police school intern with a strong body like a bull pushed the door in: "Boss, what's the matter?"

"This poor student's mouth is not clean, give him a long memory."

"Hehe, it's those idiots from the trade union again, isn't it? Boss, rest for a while, I'll take care of him."

The trainee police officer Lasalle skillfully turned off the camera, swung his arms, and swung his heavy fists continuously. Soon, the student under interrogation had been beaten with blood all over his face, and passed out lying on the table.

"Stop, that's enough, take him to see a doctor, then take him into the detention room, and put him in a cage with the gangsters, he will feel better."

"Okay! Come on, someone, drag this dead dog out!"

Two more police officers came in, uncuffed the handcuffs, and dragged the poor student away roughly.

Officer Sim Mesa picked up the donut and took a bite: "Next one, number 0037!"

A burly figure appeared at the door, with his head lowered, his shoulders tucked in, and he turned sideways to barely squeeze into the standard door frame of the interrogation room.

"I'll go!" Officer Lazar exclaimed, "This guy... is bigger than me!"

Seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Police Officer Xin Mesa was taken aback: "My God! Dude, what happened to your face? Did you fight with a Tyrannosaurus rex?"

The strong man's voice is low, like an old double bass:
"Scars, some from battles, and some from being bitten by dogs when I was a child, Mr. Inspector."

The police officer flipped through a few pages of information: "Good guy, this is the first time I've seen such an awesome veteran! Captain Marcus Lynch..."

"It's me, that's right."

The person being interrogated looked horrific, but he was not wearing handcuffs, which meant that he had not committed any serious crimes, but was just an ordinary civil dispute. Coupled with his modest attitude, Officer Simmesa became more relaxed:
"School, please don't pay attention to the blood on the table, it's left by a student who spoke badly."

"Oh, it's okay."

Lynch's thick elbow avoided the blood. He had seen too much blood in his life, so he didn't take it seriously at all. He was just worried about his psychological state and seemed a little depressed.

"The suspect, Mr. Lynch, killed a golden retriever in Central Park..."

Police officer Xin Mesa flipped through the report submitted by the patrolman: "The dog owner refused to settle on the spot and insisted on sending the perpetrator to the police station. The patrol confirmed that the situation was true. The suspect was convicted of destroying private property. He had a good attitude and actively cooperated with us to resolve the dispute. .”

"It doesn't sound like a big deal." The police officer closed the file and lit a cigarette: "Dude, why are you fighting with a dog?"

"because……"

Lynch lowered his head: "Because that big dog came over suddenly and bit my small watch dog."

"Well, with your figure, it's over if you kick it away...

It's not enough to break the neck of the big dog... This is too outrageous. The patrolman said that the people in the entire central garden were scared away. "

"Wow! Broken?" The trainee police officer Lasalle gave a thumbs up: "Brother is ruthless!"

"At that time... I don't know why... I suddenly remembered what happened during the war."

Lynch rubbed his forehead and said, "I took that big dog as an alien monster, and then... killed me."

"You have destroyed private property, and it involves civil compensation. Prepare your wallet. The golden retriever that you killed was a race-level purebred, and the price is not cheap."

"I am willing to compensate a reasonable amount."

"Well, the attitude is good." The police officer nodded, but there is still bad news,

The owner of the dog who is suing you is a mean old lady with a notorious reputation in our area. Her dog never leashes and bites everywhere. We can't do anything about it. Do you know why? "

"Inconceivable."

"The old lady is the wife of the CEO of Fangfang Biologics,

That company is one of the economic pillars of New Brisbane, a big taxpayer, and even the mayor and the governor have to give face, so, when the mediation later, I suggest you don't talk back, whatever the old lady says, Anyway, there will be no less meat.

Her son has a lot of money, and he is not short of your compensation, so he has to make up for it with dignity, bow his head and apologize, even if she wants you to slap yourself, you'd better do it. "

"No, I only make reasonable compensation and an apology."

Lynch raised his head: "As for other excessive demands, I will never agree."

"Look, it's troublesome, isn't it, you are a veteran with medals, a hero of the Federation, and you are so proud that you can't lose face.

But what kind of virtues are the Terra Federation now? "

Police officer Lasalle said: "Buggy man, you have helped us solve a big problem by killing that biting dog. We want to help you.

But you have to get over it no matter what. Let’s be honest, the old lady’s settlement condition is that you kneel on the shit and kowtow three times, bear with it, close this case, and don’t make trouble for yourself. "

(End of this chapter)