Is the Evil God Me?

Mr. Douglas was very excited today, his face was flushed all the time, for this kind lord he has not liked gangs since he became a policeman, but bad order is better than no order, and can only be silent. Close one eye.

Lynn handed over the knife and explained a little about how to use his industrial park to transform the lower city. By the way, he mentioned how a secular gang with not long eyes might have any adverse effects on him. Without saying a word, Mr. Douglas patted Bring someone with you on your chest.

As a first-level police detective, he is already a strong candidate for the Elba Field Inspector. He desperately needs a jurisdiction that can fully support him, a group that can speak in all fields, so when Lynn casts When the olive branch is given, it is like the hand of God stretched out to the lamb.

Douglas felt that if Lynn really cleaned up the industrial park, then there would definitely be a lot of vacant jobs in this area. With a good relationship, he decided to invest a little effort first, and then he would reap the benefits. Jurisdiction, if the entire Xiacheng District can be controlled by his manpower, then he will have an overwhelming advantage in the competition for the next police inspector, and relying on the good reputation and connections accumulated over the years, there is a great chance. in this way.

And this just happened to coincide with Lynn's idea. If the future industrial park can be implemented smoothly, the speed of deployment will definitely change with each passing day. Based on the violent force of Liaoyuan Society, to be honest, it is necessary to It is only possible to say that a good public order situation can be achieved by sending the entire current [lamp holder]. As the security force of the factory and the workers' pickets, there are many things that are inconvenient, so I worked with the Elba Field Police. The cooperation of detectives like the bureau has become a win-win situation.

It just so happened that Mr. Douglas had a relationship with himself, and he knew something about this kind gentleman. Why didn't he support Mr. Douglas instead of an unknown police detective?

At least from what Lynn understands, he is a good police detective who does practical things and doesn't like gang members. As for bureaucracy, filial piety, etc., the things that Liaoyuan Club can solve with money in the future are none of them. count things.

The low-level patrolmen are also human, and their living conditions are not necessarily better. If the living conditions in the new industrial park are good, and the unity of the self-government association will naturally attract people, then those patrolmen will finally think for the master or for the **** and the family. Thinking, this is actually a question worth discussing. What really attracts people is not a fake slogan, but the specific benefits that can be implemented, as well as clear goals that can be developed. Simply put, it can give people hope. As long as there is hope, that is A single spark can start a prairie fire.

In addition to the police detectives, the military, that is, Brandy's side is also the target of Lynn's wooing.

With the entry of the warship into the port and the construction of the naval base, the military took the brandy as the lead, and also tried to cooperate with Lynn, a virtuous gentleman who spent a lot of money. It's just that compared to Mr. Douglas's straightforwardness and decisiveness, the brandy side seems to be euphemistically hesitant. It is obvious that these babes are evaluating the market.

As outsiders, if they cooperate with locals, they must choose a good object, and they need to be investigated.

It's just a matter of time...

The cleaning work of the gang can be said to be like a stable bulldozer, advancing at a stable and unstoppable speed, and soon entered the stage of cleaning and sealing.

Yefni was screaming here, shouting slogans and riding her beloved heavy motorcycle, majestic and headed back with some of the guys who were caught. To be honest, if two flags were put on the back of her heavy-duty motorcycle, and they were written, Yelu died, and the angel ran wild, Lynn felt that there was no sense of disobedience.

Guxiang

As the so-called eradication of **** is good for a while, crematorium afterwards.

Compared with the simple and rude cleaning up, the post-event review and record keeping as well as the sealing and handling of related events are a lot of work, which is so much a headache. Fortunately, Mr. Douglas has experience in this field, and he is very enthusiastic to help Lynn deal with those seized black shops.

These gang members, who have no economic consciousness at all, were taken by the picket team before they even had time to destroy the ledgers and evidence when the catastrophe was imminent. The two people were talking about the situation of these gangsters, and they were blocked with seals and police badges, and Lynn also brought a few Yuri's students as documents to educate this precious information. Good evidence, look at how people in the old society were forced to be ghosts.

Casinos and the like are fine.

For example, Yaozi and Yayan Pavilion are a little troublesome~www.readwn.com~ The first trouble is the women who have lost their footing, and the second trouble is the guests who are drinking the happy water and are about to waste their brains. , and in fact, because it is a one-stop composite industry, the overlap between the two is actually very high. How to deal with them?

"Leave them outside, and they may starve to death in two days. If you leave it alone, they will resume their old jobs if they are addicted." The background sound of Douglas's speech was the sound of students sobbing.

The cruel scene here frightened many students in the ivory tower. Some girls couldn't help crying. Of course, they were more angry. , Lynn watched all this calmly and then sighed in his heart. Others don't know, but what is certain is that today's group of people has been completely incompatible with the underworld, especially when they have the ability to make the underworld look like a scumbag. After the confidence of being beaten like a chicken and a dog.

"How did you deal with it in the past?" the little gentleman asked.

"Give the license, reopen the business, pay the tax."

"How is this possible!?" A male student with thick eyebrows and big eyes next to him couldn't help it, and he shouted angrily, but soon his tone of stage fright turned lower, and he didn't dare to look up at Lynn and Douglas.

"Yeah, how is this possible, the problem is, there is no better way. Even if you give them money, they will use it to buy happy water, and there is no other way to make money..." Detective Douglas He did not care about these naive students, he was simply explaining a reality.

These people can't be saved.

Unlike college students with wealthy families, they do not have so many choices. Their lives have been squeezed to the point where there is only one single-plank bridge, and the single-plank bridge is the abyss. This is the poisonous abscess under the city's prosperity. .