Shadow Empire

Chapter 462 Do we have a grudge against each other? [666+17 (last month)]
A worker in a detention cell lies on a bench, looking at the ceiling.

All I could think about was the "20,000 yuan" that the lawyer mentioned.

To be honest, he was moved by the money, after all, it was 20,000 yuan.

Based on his current spending, he can save about fifteen dollars every month.

It’s only one hundred and eighty yuan a year.

Twenty thousand dollars was a savings that would take him a hundred years to earn, but now, all he had to do was make some different decisions and it would be in his account.

He turned around and looked at the wall, thinking about "what I could do if I had 20,000 yuan."

If I had 20,000 yuan, I should buy a bigger house.

If I have 20,000 yuan, I can buy a car. Everyone likes to drive.

If I had 20,000 yuan, I could buy some trendy furniture.

If I had 20,000 bucks...what else could I do?
He suddenly felt a little confused, because he was not sure what kind of qualitative changes this 20,000 yuan would bring to his life!

What it can do, ten thousand dollars can also do.

What ten thousand dollars can’t do, twenty thousand dollars can’t do either!

For example, changing social class cannot be achieved whether it is 10,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan.

He turned his body again and looked at the door of the detention room. The solid iron door blocked his embrace of freedom.

Five years is a very long period, his children, his wife, his parents...

The guy's words kept lingering in his mind, and his originally firm will became less firm. He didn't want to miss an important stage in his child's growth, didn't want to lose the important companionship with his wife, and didn't want to become an untouchable dependency of his parents.

He thought a lot, and even felt that he had learned parallelism like a poet!
He turned around again and faced the ceiling. Subconsciously, he thought of his fellow workers who were doing odd jobs outside the dock, and the scene of those vicious people coming in with baseball bats and beating people.

I thought about the people lying in a pool of blood, while the people who committed these atrocities walked away arm in arm with the police.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in his head.

"This is Jingang City!"

Yes, this is Jingang City!
He has a growing child who carries great expectations for the future development of the family and needs him to thrive!

He has a gentle wife. Although she smells a little and doesn't like to take a bath very much, she is well hydrated!

He has parents who raised this useless thing called him, but they have done the best they can, and it is time for them to complete the last journey of their lives peacefully!

He was just a small person, and the easiest thing for a small person is to be smashed to pieces by the huge waves.

He didn't think that he and his family could fight against the Lance family's pursuit, even if those people promised to send him away.

Growing up in Jingang City, the thing he heard the most from childhood to adulthood was the gang's killing order.

They will send people to search for information about those people, and then arrange killers to kill them in a corner one day!
Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up, walked to the door, and banged on it hard, "I want to see Mr. Lance!"

More than ten minutes later, Lance came here. He shouldn't have come here alone, or he could have asked someone else to come.

But because Madore discovered that someone was following him, he thought the information might be important.

Only by not disregarding any intelligence at the critical moment can one ensure that one's own interests are not harmed, so he came in person.

The worker was also very surprised to see Lance in person. He immediately left the chair and said uneasily, "Mr. Lance."

Lance raised his hand and gestured for him to sit down. Several people in the room walked to the corner, staring at the worker sitting on the chair with their arms folded. The atmosphere was a bit stiff.

"Don't worry about them, they're just trying to keep us safe." Lance paused, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed one over. "Do you smoke?"

The worker was stunned for a moment, and took the cigarette a little flusteredly, "Yes, I smoke, thank you, thank you, Mr. Lance."

Lance lit his own cigarette and threw the match over, "So, do you have anything to say to me?"

The worker took a deep breath of smoke, and the smoke filled his lungs, making him seem to relax.

He flicked the ash, but nothing actually came out, after all, it was his first puff.

"A policeman just came in and asked me to give false testimony during the trial."

Lance was accompanied by Chief Duke who came in. Lance turned to look at him, who had a look of disbelief on his face, but his expression soon turned ugly!

"I'll go find out." Lance nodded and turned his gaze back to the worker. "Do you mind repeating to me what he said to you?"

"of course not!"

"Mr. Lance, I'm informing you just to tell you all this!" He repeated everything the "policeman" had said to him. Lance listened quietly while smoking. He crossed his legs and put his hands on his legs. "He said there was some truth in that."

He commented first, "I will have someone pay attention to these things to ensure that your children will not be bullied, you can see your wife regularly, and your parents will be safe."

The workers were a little incredulous, “Can I meet with them often?”

Lance tilted his head with a smile, "It wasn't possible before, but it is now!"

"When you get out, you don't have to work at the dock anymore. Come directly to the company and I will arrange a job that is more suitable for you!"

The worker was pleasantly surprised. He quickly stood up, bent over, and put his hands together. "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Lance..."

Lance waited until his emotions calmed down a little before saying, "You did a great job. Those outsiders don't understand at all. This is Jingang City, our Jingang City!"

"They will only mess around and cause harm!"

At this time, Duke also walked in from outside, followed by the guard of the detention room.

He stood by with his hands on his waist, motioning to the fat guard to speak.

The fat guard's face turned pale. He took out a handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, and accidentally dropped his hat on the ground.

His hair was stuck together by sweat, and his fat white body made his movements look ridiculous, but no one laughed.

He bent down with some difficulty to pick up his hat. His handkerchief was a little damp. "Mr. Lance, I have been here all day. A colleague wanted to treat me to donuts and a cigarette."

"I swear, I was only gone for five minutes..." He said as if he had thought of something, "Oh, by the way, when I opened the car, I saw an unfamiliar police officer coming out."

"that person……"

Lance stood up, and the fat police officer's body began to tremble, with pleading in his eyes.

Only those who have close contact with Lance and the Lance family can understand how terrifying the Lance family is.

Others, police from other regions, ordinary people, gangsters, simply don’t understand!

They kill a bunch of people at every turn, and everyone's body is filled with bullets!
Whether it's the police, rival gang members, or people who have offended them, as long as Lance thinks you're guilty, those people will kill you!

Lance walked up to him, looked at him for a moment, then smiled a little, "Take us to find your good colleague."

At this time, the fat police officer no longer had the mentality to struggle and resist. He put his hat back on, licked his lips, and didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his face. "Of course, Mr. Lance, please come with me!"

Chief Duke hesitated for a moment, but sighed and left with them.

The police officer who had just done Hunter a favor had no idea what was going to happen next. He was thinking about how to maximize the value of the money in his hands without making anyone think there was anything unusual.

Suddenly, the offices around him became quiet, and most people looked towards him.

His face was full of confusion. He followed the gaze of others, turned slightly sideways, and then looked back.

At that moment, his pupils suddenly shrank and he stood up in a panic.

The scraping sound of the chair legs sliding on the ground was particularly harsh, and he was very panicked.

The fat police officer standing nearby looked at him with hatred in his eyes, which made him realize that something was wrong!
Lance was just about to speak when Chief Duke gave him a look. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Lance did not speak.

He gave face to Chief Duke.

The latter said, "Come to my office, we need you for something."

The police officer was a little at a loss, but he followed them anyway. After a large group of people left, the office suddenly became lively again, but people were discussing what had happened.

No one knows what happened, at least not until someone reveals it.

The office of the Duke Branch Chief was on the fifth floor. After arriving at the office, Lance sat in the Duke Branch Chief's seat, while the Duke Branch Chief left first.

He made up an excuse and only Lance's men and two police officers were left in the room.

"Have we met before?", Lance asked.

The police officer was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "No, we haven't seen him, Mr. Lance."

Lance nodded noncommittally, "Have I ever offended you?"

This sentence was a little harsh, and the police officer's heart began to beat violently. He tried his best to calm himself down and told himself "everything is fine".

"No, you haven't offended me, Mr. Lance."

Lance raised his hand and smoothed his hair. "Then can you tell me, we have never met, and I have never offended you, why do you help others to deal with me?"

(End of this chapter)