Chapter 30 Cousin, I really want to make progress.
The gate of Plateau Prison.
Under an ice cream truck.
Ryan looked at the chocolate ice cream in his hand with a complex expression, "Do you like this?"
"How about it? It tastes great." Best licked the ice cream and took a look. Casare next to him said with a smile, "This is what I have wanted to eat most since I was a child. In order to eat it, I went to pick up garbage with my brothers and sisters, and three of us ate one ice cream."
He may just be fulfilling his dream of the same year now.
Ryan nodded, complimented, and then handed over the briefcase in his hand, "They are all for bullets. I will pick them up when the time comes."
Best took it and held it in his hand. As he sank, he joked, "This is quite heavy, don't you want a gun?"
"No, just bullets, but a deputy superintendent came today. They seem to be investigating the origin of the AK47." Ryan Tell me what happened today.
“What did you say the deputy superintendent’s name was?”
"Danilo Sanborn."
Best's head suddenly felt heavy and he rubbed his forehead, "It's this mad dog."
"What? Do you know him?"
"He has some background. The stepson of Pedro Aviles, the son of a drug lord, wants to rent a house. Even his girlfriend thought he was poor and ran away with him." Casare said about him More secrets.
“He doesn’t even want money given to him, but he is very persistent in catching criminals. I have met him before, when I was an intern at the Mexican police station, and he would come back arresting drug dealers almost every day. , but he is also smart and rarely touches the drug lord's people, otherwise he would have died long ago."
"Later, the director got annoyed by him and wrote an evaluation report for him and promoted him."
Lian found it incredible that there was such a person in Mexico?
"He is like a dog. If you are targeted by him, you have to pay a price." Best frowned.
"Then kill him?" Ryan said viciously.
"Wait, let me think about it." Suddenly, Casare shouted.
Casare always wants to use his identity as deputy superintendent to make a name for himself, "Isn't he investigating the shooting in Tepito neighborhood? We will arrest the murderer first."
"Are you really Do you know the murderer?" Ryan glanced at him and said.
"I am a policeman, of course I know about criminals." Casare said it very lightly, determined to bring his aunt back to life.
This kind of person is really ruthless.
Tsk tsk tsk~
After finishing the ice cream, we parted ways.
Casare is now very stylish. He doesn't even need to report when entering or leaving the prison. The guard at the door will open the door for him and say hello in a flattering manner.
Because he is Victor’s man!
In the past, I saw Victor hiding whenever he could.
It is different now. In prison, he is the "God of Wealth". As long as you are short of money and need to go to him, even if he cannot satisfy your "lion's big mouth", he can still give you some meeting fees.
The best way to open up the line between heaven and earth is to spend money.
It’s too tiring to waste time.
Best carried his briefcase up to the new office on the second floor and knocked on the door. After the person inside answered, he opened the door and went in, "Boss Victor, the money has arrived."
Victor holds a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" in his hand.
You must have some literary literacy. If you talk to people from time to time and say "fuck you, you are numb" from time to time, this will be uncivilized.
In the so-called upper class, of course, first of all, you have to be rich, and secondly, you have to be able to pretend. No matter how dirty you are, you have to pretend to be affectionate and elegant, but in fact, you are still sanctimonious at heart.
"Exchange all of it for bullets and give it to him. We will keep half of the money, and the rest will be distributed to the heads of each prison district, and the deputy director will also give it." Victor said to Casare next to him. .
The remaining half is worth more than 24,000 U.S. dollars, which is almost 4,000 U.S. dollars per person based on head count.
Casare suddenly felt distressed. He was a bit greedy for money, "Boss, how much can you give me?"
"Why can't you part with it?" Victor turned his head after hearing what he said. Looking at him, he asked with a smile.
Casare nodded, "It's okay to give less." Best also nodded beside him.
“I’ve given you everything, what else do you need? Those of us who pursue official careers are different from those who join the underworld. We want to make a lot of friends.” Victor stood up and pulled out the Put the cigarette into Casare's mouth, light it for him, and continue talking.
“It’s so messy to collect money now. Webster doesn’t understand what unity is at all. He stuffs the money given by drug lords into his trouser pockets. Do you think the people below have any objections to him? "
"If you eat the big head, you have to let the people below eat the small head. If you don't give everyone a chance to make a fortune, how can they convince you? "
Casare thought it made sense, but he still hesitated to ask the question, "But we can't always pay for it."
"When my bar becomes a triangle and I become Oficial (Police Inspector), We can pull Weber down, and we can run it again. I will act as the warden. At that time, each prisoner in the first district will pay 300 pesos per month, each prisoner in the second district will pay 500 pesos, and each prisoner in the third district will pay 500 pesos. 20,000 for each person. Anyway, they have money. How much do you think they can earn this month?"
Victor touched his police rank and said, "When the money comes, the whole prison will be divided according to their positions, and 5,000 criminals will support us. With 1,000 police officers, who has the final say in this prison?
He had no idea how much money he would receive in a month like this, but if the "salary" system was really implemented like this, even if a warden came down from above, he would have to be replaced by Victor.
Interests are tied to each other.
“Is it too much?”
“What? Are you scared? I remember watching a TV series, and there was a sentence in it: Either we are not greedy , if you want to be greedy, just be greedy for big money. Don't be so timid as before. If you are on the same road, let them go together. If you are on a different road, let them get out of here. Moreover, we are not collecting illegal money. We call this health fees. We still want those bastards to go to jail. Is it okay for them to mop the floor and clean the cells without paying any fees? "
This is a legal method.
Is money still illegal? Not all come from Mexican banks.
"But this promotion still depends on merit, right?" Victor patted Casare on the shoulder and asked.
Is this a reminder to yourself?
Casare frowned and suddenly said, "Boss, I think that in the face of a just cause and family ties, I should choose the former. When can Dragan be captured?"
Fuck!
Sure enough, "just".
Casare was "drawn" by Victor's "grand blueprint" and was a little carried away. Isn't that a feat?
I sold my cousin to you.
"Your aunt agreed?"
"She will have another child." Casare said firmly, and then told Victor what he had just said to Ryan at the prison gate, " I'll have someone follow Dragan, he can't escape."
"I can help your aunt," Best interjected from the side.
"Well done, and you are right, we cannot take the credit alone. Think about who we should share this cake with?"
"What do you think of Alejandro? ?" Casare thought for a moment and suggested a name, "But it seems that we just offended him, and I don't know if he, the director of the Prison Administration, will hold a grudge."
"Is this cake small enough? Make him more ambitious, and then go to the prison to find a few people who are pleasing to you. When the time comes, we will catch Dragan together, make some achievements, and everyone will be promoted together."
Victor thinks this candidate is a good one. , if you let him get a piece of it and operate it a little bit, maybe he can jump up again. By then, he will have a backer, and the new generation of Mexico will also have a better protection umbrella.
As long as the benefits are enough, they will do it themselves.
Human greed will never stop.
Casare nodded hurriedly. He had already thought of a few people in his mind. They were usually close to him, so he should give them a hand.
As for Dragan?
Sorry! !
I can only aggrieve you and take a step forward decades in advance. My cousin will definitely be kind to my aunt when the time comes. Don’t worry, I won’t make you sad.
My cousin, I really want to make progress.
"When the time comes, you contact your cousin and invite him to dinner, and then you report it to Sanborn anonymously. When the time comes...let them die together."
Victor suddenly spoke next to him , seems understated and full of dirty tricks!
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(End of this chapter)