"Catch the thief, catch the thief!"

A well-dressed middle-aged man shouted loudly. In front of him was the thief who had just stolen his wallet.

The two patrolmen were smoking cigarettes as if nothing had happened, turning a blind eye to the scene happening in front of them.

When the thief passed by them, he ran so fast that he fell down.

As a result, one of the policemen looked at it and said:

"Why rush? Young people are just not stable."

The thief got up and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, why didn't you catch him!" The middle-aged man ran to the patrolman and said angrily, "Why didn't you catch him even in front of you?"

"Catch who?"

"Thief!"

"Thief?" The patrolman looked at his companion: "Did you see it?"

"No. There's no such thing as a thief."

"you!"

The middle-aged man was furious.

The two patrolmen threw away their cigarette butts and stretched themselves: "Let's go and look around to see if there are any thieves. We patrollers have a really hard life."

"Yeah, that damn foreigner."

…

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly gunfire rang out at the Commercial Bank.

Not long after, the four robbers ran out with a bag of money, got into the car that had been prepared, and ran away quickly.

A few minutes later, Zhou Wenrui, general manager of China Commercial Bank and close confidant of pseudo-Shanghai Mayor Fu Xiaoan, rushed out with bank employees.

But where is the shadow of the robber?

Zhou Wenrui turned around and saw five police officers drinking tea at the tea stall opposite. They immediately came over and asked, "Did you see the robber just now?"

"I saw it."

The leading captain said lazily.

Zhou Wenrui was immediately furious: "I saw it, but if you don't arrest me, are you still drinking tea here?"

"What you said is wrong." The captain took a sip of tea and said, "They have guns. I only have a gun. The others are batons. How can we risk our lives for such a small amount of money? Besides, we

Can you catch up with the car on two legs?"

Zhou Wenrui was so angry that his face was distorted: "It is your duty to patrol and patrol!"

"Damn it!" the captain immediately cursed: "I'm working day and night to provide protection for your bank. Eight hours a day, the west arrest is 20 yuan, the daily arrest is 10 yuan, and the Indian Asan has 8

Yuan, we only have 4 yuan in Huazhou. You want us to work hard for this little money? Brothers, let’s go!”

The five patrolmen walked away.

Zhou Wenrui was stunned, what happened to these patrol officers today?

…

"Today, 182 cases of various sizes occurred in the public concession."

Claes's face was ashen: "Even the Commercial Bank was robbed, and the calls for complaints have not stopped since the morning. Mr. Sinclair, as the Commissioner of Police, how do you supervise your subordinates?"

Sinclair replied coldly: "Although various cases occurred in the public concessions in the past, the overall security was good. Why is this happening? I can't answer."

"You are the Commissioner of Police!"

"But I can't know everything."

"I'm going to remove you from office!"

"Okay then, I'll resign myself."

Sinclair said without hesitation.

Claes was stunned instead.

Did he really resign?

Sinclair sneered: "Mr. President, since you are very dissatisfied with my work, then I can't continue to work here. Goodbye."

He really left immediately and left the office without looking back.

Claes was stunned.

Little did he know that a man named Meng Shaoyuan had promised Sinclair a large sum of money and ensured that he would be reinstated in his post soon.

Why should he be so angry here now?

"Is this the Commissioner of Police?" Klass vented his anger on Moyes: "As the president of the Ministry of Industry, how can you allow these things to happen?"

"Do you think I am incompetent for my job?" Moyes said coldly: "Then, I can also resign."

"You!" Krass was stunned for a long time, and then he realized: "Are you all helping Meng Shaoyuan? How much benefit has he given you?"

"You don't understand Shanghai, Mr. Chairman." Moyes lit up a cigarette: "You have done very well in Hong Kong, but this is not Hong Kong, this place is called Shanghai, and there is a person named Meng Shaoyuan here!

Do you know how much money he pays to the patrol house a year? Do you know how those detectives and detectives try their best to protect Litong Company and their business? Whoever wants to deal with Litong Company is their enemy.

Smuggling is rampant in Shanghai, and the largest smuggler is Litong Company. These detectives and patrol officers all know that only when Litong Company makes money, they can take the money.

Now that you have arrested Litong Company, well, you are a member of the military commander, and you have also arrested Meng Shaoyuan's cronies, Mr. Chairman, do you think Meng Shaoyuan will continue to give them money? You have cut off other people's financial opportunities, do you still expect the detective?

Are you doing your duty with the police officers?"

Klass couldn't imagine it at all: "Is their duty just to make money? What about their sense of responsibility and honor?"

Sense of duty and honor?

Moyes found it extremely funny: "How much are the salary of the patrolmen? Especially the Chinese policemen. Without extra money, their salary is difficult to support their families during this season. The small traders in Shanghai call them dogs behind their backs, they don't care

.

If they confiscate a rickshaw's license plate, they can extort at least one dollar. If they confiscate a fortune teller's table, they can extort fifty cents. One dollar and fifty cents is not important to us, but it is a good income to them.

Meng Shaoyuan gave them far more than this amount. During these three festivals, Spring Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival, there would be extra red envelopes for the holidays. He was their God of Wealth.

Now, their biggest God of Wealth is angry. I heard that this year’s New Year’s fee has not been paid yet. Can the patrol office not be angry and blame these responsibilities on us?

Believe me, Mr. General Manager, today is just the beginning. When the sun rises tomorrow, the number of cases will be more than double that of today. The patrol room will continue to use this form to make silent protests to us!"

"Damn it, damn it." Klass couldn't help but curse: "I want to replace them, all of them!"

"Okay, of course you can do whatever you want." Moyes put out his cigarette: "But who are you looking for to replace them? Even if you can find them, what will you do during this huge gap period?

?”

Klaas was speechless and couldn't even imagine it.

"It's messed up, everything is messed up." Moyes sighed: "Meng Shaoyuan is just giving us a warning. If it continues to develop, rickshaw drivers, dung workers, and garbage collectors will all go on strike, and the public concession will turn into a huge garbage dump.

!”

"I don't believe that Meng Shaoyuan has such great energy!" Kras began to roar.
Chapter completed!