A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 433
Chinatown was under martial law, and all entrances were only allowed in but not out. A large number of police officers and Blackwater River employees were searching door to door.

"Huh." He exhaled a puff of smoke.

Hosea said to Rudy, who was standing with him in the Gadron restaurant:

"Have all the entrances and exits of Saint-Denis been carded?"

Both of them couldn't hide their anxiety.

"Yes, the docks are blocked, the stations are blocked, and all the carriages leaving Saint-Denis are stopped."

Linda disappeared, and the first person found was A Le.

"Ale, tell me again what's going on."

Ale is also very nervous. Although he has resigned from Arthur, he knows what will happen if Linda is missing or kidnapped.

"Well, Miss Vincent came to eat as usual. She sat by the window. I suggested she take the private room, but she said she preferred the window seat because it was not meal time and there was no one in the hall. Except for a table of guests who had almost finished eating and were chatting, there was no one else, so I didn’t try to persuade him any more, and then we went to the kitchen to help. When I came out with the dishes, I saw Vincent The lady was not at her place, and the bodyguard at the door was still there. Everything seemed normal, so I thought she had gone to the bathroom..."

After saying such a long sentence in one breath, Ah Le did not pause. After all, this was the third time he repeated it. He just continued:

"Then, I waited carefully for a while, but still didn't see Miss Vincent. I planned to go to the bathroom to take a look, but I found the bodyguard lying on the ground outside. I immediately realized that something had happened, and then I When I opened the bathroom door, there was indeed no Miss Vincent inside, and then the ventilation window of the bathroom was open..."

"Okay, I already understand this part. Tell me about the guests at the other table. Have they been here before?" Hosea asked.

"Been here." A Le nodded, and then continued:
"I've been here intermittently a few times recently, but it's not just the two of them every time. One of the men with yellow hair is here several times."

After listening to Ale's retelling again, Hosea asked Ale to do what he should do, and then said to Rudy:
"I came prepared. I checked out the locations and followed them. It's probably been a while..."

"Mr. Matthews, why did the other party choose Miss Vincent as the target?" Rudy asked.

At this moment, it is basically certain that Linda was kidnapped. Who did it and why. This is the first thing Rudy wants to determine.

For the former, it's hard to have a clue for the time being, but for the latter, you can make a guess.

"No matter what the purpose is, Director Rudy, you have to pray that it is best to find her before Arthur knows about it. Otherwise, I can't tell what will happen."

……

Leaving the exit of Saint-Denis, Lucas' carriage was stopped.

"what's going on?"

"Mr. Lucas, they refused to tell me, they just didn't allow us to leave." The assistant who went to inquire about the situation came back and said.

Lucas pushed open the carriage door and came to the front. After separating from other citizens who were trying to reason with the police officers responsible for blocking the place, he opened his mouth and said to the police officers: "I am Kernan Lucas, a district officer. Prosecutor, I want to know why you blocked the road."

Upon hearing this, Jimmy, the police officer in charge here, stepped forward and looked at Lucas, then said with a businesslike smile:

"Mr. Lucas, the road blockade is an order issued by the mayor and the Saint-Denis Police Department. Even if you are the prosecutor, we cannot give you any accommodation. Please understand."

Jimmy's answer was smart.

Lucas had no intention of being accommodating. He just wanted to ask about the reason for the blockade, but when it came to Jimmy's mouth, it was misinterpreted as Lucas revealing his identity as a prosecutor and wanting to use his identity to get through.

You know, Lucas is not the only one surrounded here now. Jimmy's loud reply was also heard by other people who wanted to leave but were also stopped.

"That's right! The prosecutor is amazing!"

"We can't let him go! Unless we are allowed to go too, no one will be able to leave today, even if the fucking governor is here!"

The crowd is always like this. If they are all blocked from passing, their conflicts will be directed at the person blocking the way. But when they find that someone is actually taking advantage of their privileges to leave, the conflicts will be transferred.

"..." Lucas glanced at Jimmy, and finally returned to his carriage in silence amidst the accusations from the crowd.

"Mr. Lucas, don't worry, that's just the way the people are..."

Faced with the assistant's comfort, Lucas smiled.

"I know them so well, Werther, do you think it's their privilege that they hate?"

"Isn't it?" The young man named Werther is Lucas's assistant, but in fact Lucas regards him more as his apprentice.

"No, Witte, if you want to be an outstanding prosecutor in the future, you must learn to understand their mentality. Remember, people never hate privileges. What they hate is that they cannot enjoy the privileges. As they love justice, it is only because they are afraid of injustice themselves."

Werther was a little unsure if his mentor was being sarcastic.

"Mr. Lucas, isn't it a bit extreme to say that? The reason why justice is justice, isn't it because justice itself is correct?"

"Witt, this has nothing to do with justice, or even whether it is correct. Justice, fairness, civilization, the rule of law, these are the things we pursue. In fact, these ignorant people are shouting loudly and want to have things... …It’s cruel, Werther, but you know, people want the very things they know they don’t deserve.”

To some extent, Lucas was a critical elitist.

For today's elites, they are accustomed to judging and defining the advantages and disadvantages of different groups of people. This process can be based on class, race or other things, such as biological differences in race. , whites, blacks, Indians, and historical and cultural differences, which can be said to be common knowledge among elites in immigrant countries.

'It's in their blood' or 'It's in their culture', no matter which way they say it, they are used to standing on the shoulders of the people to achieve success and then lower their heads. Go, look at them underfoot, and accuse them of being ignorant and unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)