British 1986

"Perhaps they sell it? Or eat it? Who knows what they think?"

The old donkey shrugged. Some things cannot be viewed with common sense. In Allen's opinion, many things are useless or have certain negative effects.

In the eyes of these black people, they are all treasures. If they steal one or two things and bring them back, they can sell them if they can make money. If they can't sell them, they will steal something else next time.

It’s all costless anyway.

"Have these people stolen many times?"

Seeing the old donkey's unsurprised expression, Allen frowned slightly. How long had this testing institution been open for so long that it attracted such voyeurs?

Are they all such little bastards?

Allen, who is relatively sensitive, first thought of whether there was someone behind them, or in other words, who sent them to test his attitude?

First test his attitude by stealing a little, and then take advantage of it?

Today they dare to steal testing reagents, but will they steal testing equipment tomorrow?

Will he have to move all his testing institutions the day after tomorrow?

The equipment there was something he had worked so hard to apply for in the name of Carmarthen Town Hospital!

"There have been four or five times in total. Things are lost every few days. Sometimes we find them late and can't catch them."

The old donkey thought about it carefully and was a little unsure.

"Didn't Rorog take any measures?"

"What can he do?!"

Faced with Allen's inquiry, Lao Lu was also a little puzzled. There were only a few hundred soldiers in this poor place. If they were scattered again, how many soldiers would be left when it was Banjul's turn?

And these people are not doing serious business either.

"Okay, I get it."

Taking a deep breath, Allen became a little angry.

It's not because of throwing away such a small thing, but because the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest!

Not far from the port scenic area, outside a two-story building with a courtyard, dozens of black people were gathered around. Some of these people seemed to be gloating, and some were still yelling and taking pictures. The courtyard door was closed, and someone was muttering something.

When this scene came into Allen's eyes, the speed of the off-road vehicle had slowed down, and Allen was fastening himself on the seat belt.

He patted Xiao Shitou on the driver's seat on the shoulder and said, "Did you see those people surrounding the gate?"

"Master, do we want to stop the car?"

"No, speed up and hit us!"

After hearing this, Xiao Shitou honked the horn several times, quickly overtook the car in front, accelerated, and crashed straight into the gate of the courtyard.

Because it had just decelerated, overtaken, and changed lanes, the current off-road vehicle could not pick up the speed and was too close to the gate.

A few smarter black people knew how to hide, but there were two or three others who didn't react. They were caught off guard and were knocked down by the off-road vehicle with both people and the door behind them.

"Bang!"

"...% # %*...￥."

The sound of the iron door being knocked open was mixed with screams. The off-road vehicle seemed to have hit something. It heaved violently and plunged into the yard.

The off-road vehicle stopped in the compound, and Allen was in no hurry to get out of the car. After the collision, the people behind him knew what to do as long as they were not stupid.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Rorog stood anxiously outside the back window of the off-road vehicle and knocked on the glass a few times. When the window was lowered, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Allen who was safe and sound and said, "Sir, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just wait!"

Allen glanced back. In just a few minutes, the situation was under control. A bodyguard walked to Allen's car window and said, "It's all under control."

"How many people are there in total?"

"Nineteen."

"Okay! Everyone, go to the yard and watch. Move the gate. Where's the doctor, old donkey? Go find him and see if he's dead."

There was so much commotion in the yard, and the doctor hadn't shown up yet. Allen couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he asked the old donkey to explore the way first.

"What happened?"

On the second floor of the small hospital, Allen finally saw the doctor. The guy had a deep cut on his arm, and the nurse was suturing him urgently.

"Hey, it's all a trivial matter. There aren't many people here. I caught them stealing, so I stopped them and got scratched."

The doctor reluctantly raised his right arm.

"?"

"What did they steal?" This was what Allen was most curious about. He originally thought there were just one or two thieves, but now there were nineteen people, and it was almost half-hearted robbery.

"morphine."

The doctor was a little shy and embarrassed, so he explained: "A few days ago, there was a patient with a broken leg, and we helped treat him. Maybe they recognized him at that time, and these people got the idea of ​​morphine."

"Very good! Very good! You rescued them, but not only did they not thank you for your kindness, but they also stole things in return? Are they even ready to rob? Rorog!"

Allen pinched his waist and walked to the window in two steps. From this angle, he could see the entire front yard clearly.

Eighteen of the nineteen people were squatting on the ground, holding their heads in their hands. There was only one unlucky guy, who must have been hit by a car just now. He was lying on the ground moaning with his thighs in his arms.

"Is this how you treat investors? The hospital manager was actually attacked in the hospital!"

Looking at Rorog's dark, oily face, Allen raised his hand, then held back.

"Your Excellency! This is our negligence. I didn't expect this to happen."

Luo Luoge took out a small white embroidered handkerchief and nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This aristocratic gentleman encountered such a thing as soon as he got off the plane. He really couldn't explain it.

In just one pick-up time, so many troublemakers gathered.

But right now, even if there was no way to explain, the situation had to be stabilized. Rorog glanced at the group of losers squatting in the courtyard downstairs, feeling secretly resentful.

"Shitou, I remember I asked them to bring here some small firecrackers, right?"

Allen looked downstairs with his hands behind his back.

Shi Shi glanced at the doctor in confusion, and the two looked at each other. The doctor said: "It seems there are still some in the warehouse."

After hearing the doctor's words, Allen said: "Go and find some ways to help these garbage below."

"Yes! Master."

Spencer walked up to Allen, held Allen up with his elbow, and asked in a low voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Hmm, it's very simple. Just let them remember it for a long time."

Allen squinted his eyes and did not look back at Spencer, but kept staring at the people in the yard below.

Without keeping Allen waiting, Xiao Shitou's sturdy figure walked out of the office building and finally appeared on campus. He carried a small cardboard box in his hand, called several bodyguards who were guarding him, and whispered a few words. The small cardboard box was handed to them.

A few brave black people looked at this group of fierce white bodyguards and didn't know what was waiting for them next.

A few of them were careless and started to struggle. Although they didn't yell, their attitude still looked very arrogant.