Chapter 388 Justice and Law

Although Sheriff Conley is also very young, he is like an old man and is considerate of the new police officer. "Actually, everyone knows that the crime rate of blacks is much higher than that of whites. This is also the answer that the public wants to get."

The young sheriff swore to heaven that it was definitely not because his father was the convener of the KKK. He had always relied on his own abilities to come to Richmond, the capital of the Confederate States of America, and became the sheriff here. As for the letter of recommendation after graduation, it only played a small role.

Regardless of the black wounded who fell to the ground and was shot, Conley directly withdrew his team after arresting enough thugs. He believed that after these thugs bled to death, an ambulance would appear.

The Richmond Police Department was already overcrowded due to a conflict of unknown cause. Looking around the police station's cells, it was filled with people. Conley returned to the police station. The next step was to conduct a non-violent interrogation of these thugs who deliberately attacked innocent citizens.

"This is such a tragedy, Sheriff Conley!" John Connor listened to the screams and said as if he didn't notice anything. "On such an important day for the national election, something like this happened in Richmond. I don't know how the media will view it."

"Mr. Savior, we are here in Richmond, so there won't be any big problems." Sheriff Conley looked at the well-dressed John Connor. Although he didn't know why the nickname of Savior was spread, he still shouted, "As for the convener of this protest, I have also arrested him. Do you want to go check on him later? He should be considered a national black leader. How to deal with it so that the matter will not get out of hand requires more consideration."

"We won't make a big deal out of it. The headquarters' strategy this time is to go all out in the election and point directly to the real problems in our country, rather than turning a blind eye to the problem like those politicians do. There's nothing to be afraid of, boss. But we can't use force on this person yet, we need him!" John Connor took out a Nigger brand cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the second-generation KKK member, saying with great satisfaction, "In order to ensure that the national order is not impacted, many years ago, when the United Company had not yet grown, the boss allowed you to study in the police academy and provided you with living assistance, all for this day."

Now it is finally time to reap the rewards. By now, basically all the major cities in the southern states and some densely populated towns have recruited these police officers. This brave and decisive new generation of police officers has played a role everywhere.

After finishing a cigarette, John Connor and Conley walked directly through the long corridor and came to the cell where important prisoners were held. Everyone was divided into different levels, and the black civil rights leader naturally enjoyed the treatment of a single room.

Although John Connor was an outsider, he listened in openly on the side. Sheriff Conley conducted an interrogation of the rally. At first glance, he saw that the civil rights leader who was being crushed by power was a middle-aged man with a half-bald head. Based on John Connor's experience of leading slave hunting teams in Africa for many years, this man should not be a pure black man, because his facial features were different and he had a big beard common among European men.

"Dr. Du Bois, our police department has already informed you about this rally and prohibited it. However, you ignored our advice. Now that something like this has happened, you must be held responsible." Sheriff Conley took off his police hat and said calmly, "As the first black doctor in the history of the United States, I have a different kind of respect for you than for other black people, but this time you challenged the bottom line of the state government."

"Why can Parker slander the black community in the name of election, but I can't gather supporters? And it was some unknown people who shot at us first, but you turn around and arrest innocent people like us." If Du Bois hadn't been handcuffed, Conley was afraid that he would jump up and attack the police with his angry expression and questioning, and of course he could have justifiably shot him in the back.

John Connor, the leader of some unknown people, scratched his head and turned a deaf ear to such accusations. Normally, he had no feelings. He did have one in Cuba two years ago, but it didn't change anything in the end. Some things are bound to happen, and he can't stop it, so he can only pretend not to see it.

"Dr. Du Bois, how can you be compared with a presidential candidate?" John Connor said, leaning lazily in his chair with his hands folded on his chest. "If nothing unexpected happens, you won't stay in the police station for too long, but the same can't be said for these people who have been summoned. They must be held responsible for the casualties of innocent citizens."

"That's exactly what I want to say!" Conley said with a gentle smile, "They must pay the price for Richmond's city image. The law cannot be trampled upon."

"You are now trampling on all justice and laws in the world! Richmond will become a national laughing stock because of your actions. When I get out, I will definitely expose your ugly faces." Dr. Du Bois wanted to stand up in anger, but the chains on the chair could not form a shape.

John Connor saw this scene and couldn't help looking at the tiger bench in front of him. He thought of something similar when he led a slave hunting team in the past. Some tools are really necessary. He stood up and said, "Richmond will forgive us. This is not just an ordinary city, but also the capital of the Confederate States of America."

"Dr. Du Bois, your conversation has changed some of my preconceived notions. Would you like to smoke?" John Connor took out a Nigger brand cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Du Bois's mouth very diligently.

Bah! Dr. Dubois saw the brand of the cigarette and knew that the person in front of him was deliberately insulting him. But then the fist as big as a sandbag hit his lower abdomen, causing Dubois to open his mouth and scream in pain. At the same time, a cigarette was already in his mouth. He tried his best to spit it out, but he couldn't do it until the tobacco was stuffed into his throat.

"I've said it before, these criminals don't deserve respect!" John Connor retracted his fist and listened to the coughing. He looked at Du Bois with regret and shook his head, "How rude! I actually have a lot of friends. Congressman Martin Luther King II and I have a good relationship."

"Martin Luther King was a widely respected congressman, and he certainly can't be compared to this kind of person." Sheriff Conley nodded and said, "It seems that we won't be able to interrogate him to find out anything, so he will be released after a few days. If the Democrats win the election this time, I believe all the problems of these black people will be solved."

Dubois coughed violently, his eyes turning bloodshot due to the discomfort in his throat. He listened to the conversation between the two men and said while coughing, "You won't win, you bastards."

The conversation between John Connor and Conley made Du Bois think of a terrifying possibility. As a civil rights leader, he certainly knew that the conservatives in the Democratic Party had always held a tough attitude towards black people. If the candidate representing the conservatives in the Democratic Party became president, would they still have a way out?

Thinking of this, Du Bois also realized that his time at the police station was not a place to seek justice and fairness, and everything would have to wait until he got out to be resolved.

In the next few days, Du Bois, who was detained in the police station, heard about the successful rally convened by Alton Parker like other prisoners. Many white faces were excited about this rally. They were so proud of themselves that they said many words that hurt the feelings of black people and looked forward to the scene after the Democratic Party won.

Soon the day arrived for Du Bois to be released. After he was freed, the first thing he did was to find a newspaper to see how his arrest was reported. This newspaper reported the conflict that day in a lighthearted tone, saying that the thugs who attacked the citizens had been captured by the police. As for the citizens who were attacked, they also agreed with the way the police department handled the situation. The newspaper also used the bruises on the faces of several white citizens to support this point.

Seeing such reports, Dr. Du Bois was filled with grief and indignation. He had never felt so desperate as he did today.

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Alton Parker's campaign team received a warm welcome in every city during their trip to the South, but ethnic conflicts broke out one after another, which was finally discovered by the Republicans.

"Theodore, it seems that Parker has gained widespread popularity in the South by emphasizing the interests of the major ethnic groups." Charles Fairbanks, Roosevelt's running mate, noticed this trend.

Although criticism of the Democratic Party has always dominated the mainstream, and many newspapers believe that the Republican Party will definitely win this time based on prestige, economy and public opinion, the newspapers that followed up on Alton Parker's rally all included photos of huge crowds, and it was obvious that this opponent was unusually popular, and this was achieved in a very short period of time.

Alton Parker created the wave of noise in almost less time than William Bryan did before.

"The Democratic Party's election strategy has almost given us 10% of the voters." Compared to his partner, Roosevelt was much calmer and confident, "Our basic calculation is very solid. We will not take on ethnic issues, because even if we don't express our views, these votes will definitely flow into our hands because of the Democratic Party. We should thank the Democratic Party. In the past, we had to consider votes and make some promises to black people, but this time we don't have to."

Alton Parker's campaign team finally arrived in New Orleans. On the day they arrived, many people spread the word to their friends and relatives that the Democratic campaign team had arrived.

(End of this chapter)