Chapter 261 The truth of the world is
It is difficult to find evidence of someone else's crime, but isn't it much easier to help someone kill someone?
Killing someone is always easier than solving a case. There is nothing wrong with this logic.
Zhao Xing was shocked and lost his voice: "100 prison guards?"
Zhou Hu's expression changed in shock: "Helping Qian Huan to kill?"
Lou Duan took in the horrified faces of the two men. He looked down at them, his eyes flashing with a cold and chilling light:
"I asked you to deal with Qian Huan, but you couldn't do it. I asked you to find evidence of his crime, but you couldn't find it. Then you can only help him to overturn the table, right?"
Zhao Xing's original intention was to come to Lou Duan to ask for help and guidance. Now he finally got the guidance as he wished, but he did not feel any joy in his heart, but only felt a chill all over his body.
If he was asked to kill 100 prisoners, he might not even blink, but 100 prison guards, what does that mean? In the entire Second Prison, that's equivalent to 1/4 of the total number of prison guards. In the death row under his jurisdiction, that's equivalent to the annihilation of his entire prison.
Zhou Hu's scalp also tingled. Even though he had always been indifferent to human life, the number of 100 prison guards scared him.
These people were not just cold numbers on the prisoner list, nameless and anonymous, and he could just scratch their names with a pen and send them to the incinerator to be burned like garbage.
Even if he randomly selected 100 prison guards, he should be able to call out most of their names, and even remember their faces, and have talked and eaten with them.
The most important thing is that they cannot be wiped out with a simple stroke of the pen and burned cleanly in the incinerator. They all have prison family members behind them.
The high walls of the prison can block the relatives of the prisoners, and they can be sent away with just an autopsy report. But the relatives of the deceased prison guards will know that a high wall can never stop them.
Zhou Hu just wanted to kill a new prison guard before, but he had to plan it out carefully. 100? Zhou Hu was shocked and finally understood why he was just a small prison warden, while Lou Duan could sit firmly as the third in command of the prison system.
The difference between them is probably the difference between 1 and 100.
Seeing that the two were silent, Lou Duan sneered and said:
"Why, now you can't even do the simplest thing like killing someone properly?"
Zhao Xing swallowed hard and said fearfully:
"No, I just think 100 prison guards are a bit too many."
Lou Duan raised his stern lips and said sarcastically, "A lot? Maybe it is a lot in your eyes, but believe me, this number is not much at all. In the eyes of those members of the Executive Government who are used to seeing the figures in the financial statements, this number is just enough to make them blink their eyes."
Zhao Xing opened his mouth, but when he thought about his usual indifference when reviewing the death toll of prisoners, he was unable to refute.
Lou Duan added: "As a dog, if you don't torture yourself to the point of being covered in wounds, why would you wag your tail and beg for mercy from your master? Therefore, if you want the Executive Yuan to take back the meat you cut off, the sacrifice of 100 prison guards is inevitable."
Zhou Hu now understood everything. He took a deep breath and asked, "Are you going to blame Qian Huan for the deaths of these 100 prison guards?"
Lou Duan frowned: "Don't frame me, that's too low. Just learn from Qian Huan and do it cleanly."
Lou Duan was afraid that Zhou Hu didn't understand, so he explained: "Don't make yourselves more dramatic. If you are a dog, you should wag your tail and beg for mercy. The master will naturally protect his own face."
Zhou Hu nodded, indicating that he understood.
Zhao Xing hesitated, and then asked uncertainly: "The Executive Yuan may not be able to see through our tricks, so what should we do?"
Lou Duan grinned, showing his neat teeth, and said, "The truth is not important. The opinions of one or two smart people are never important. What is important is what the fools think."
Lou Duan paused and said the "rules of the game" that fools don't understand but smart people understand tacitly: "The world is a huge stage play. A small group of smart people weave lies on the stage and perform them for the fools below. The Executive Government is no exception. The face it wants to maintain is not its real face, but a [false face] it wears on its face."
Zhou Hu and Zhao Xing were both stunned, feeling an inexplicable shock from the bottom of their souls.
Zhou Hu's breathing became rapid, and he felt that his life was brightened by these words. He said in a hoarse voice, "I did it, what about you?"
Zhao Xing looked at the fierce light in Zhou Hu's eyes, then looked at Lou Duan's meaningful eyes, his eyes were tangled, and his conscience seemed to be a little uneasy: "100."
Zhou Hu's eyes were full of viciousness. He said in a fierce voice, "What a fuss. Are you going to do it or not? Stationmaster Lou has said that their sacrifice is worth it. If you feel guilty, you can ask Qian Huan for more compensation for them afterwards."
Zhao Xing felt somewhat guilty, but he was more doubtful about his inner self.
He did have doubts about the "rules of the game" that Lou Duan had just mentioned, but he was not doubting the "rules of the game" himself. On the contrary, he was worried and doubtful because he believed in these "rules of the game".
Stationmaster Lou said that the world is performed by smart people for fools. So in Stationmaster Lou's eyes, are he and Zhou Hu smart people or fools?
Could what Stationmaster Lou told us also be a carefully crafted lie? Zhao Xing couldn't think of an answer. Most importantly, he realized that he probably had no choice but to refuse. Otherwise, he would most likely become one of the 100 prison guards.
Zhao Xing took a deep breath, his face returned to its cold and hard state, and he said:
"Why should I be uneasy? We didn't kill them. Their deaths should be blamed on Qian Huan. On the contrary, they should thank us for helping them get their pension back."
Zhou Hu laughed loudly upon hearing this. Lou Duan also smiled. He sat back on the sofa and said calmly to the two of them, "Have some tea."
The tea is already cold, but herbal tea is more thirst-quenching and throat-soothing.
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Zhou Hu and Zhao Xing began to discuss the details of the plan, and very fairly, each claimed half of the number of people.
Lou Duan sat quietly beside and listened quietly the whole time, without giving any suggestions or instructions. Just as he said, killing is the simplest thing, and no one needs any guidance. It is engraved deep in human genes and is an instinct that can be mastered from birth.
Two hours later.
Zhou Hu and Zhao Xing left together.
After the two left, Lou Duan gently picked up two exquisite porcelain teacups and threw them into the trash can.
Then, Lou Duan slowly stood up and walked to the tall floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking below, with an intriguing smile on his face.
He could sense that Zhao Xing had doubts in his heart, but it didn't matter, because he really didn't lie to the two of them. What he said today were all his insights from decades of life.
Although it is just a few words, the value and wisdom contained in them are priceless.
Lou Duan did not lie, he just said one less word - smart people don’t care about the truth, but they care about being deceived!
Lou Duan touched his nose out of habit and muttered to himself, "So, I was wrong. It's not 100, but 102. Haha, but your sacrifice can save the Second Prison for me, so it's worth it."
As a superior official, the only thing Lou Duan could do was to ask the Executive Yuan for more compensation for Zhou Hu and Zhao Xing after the incident was accomplished.
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The other side.
Feng Mu had just walked out of Tian Tao's house. The generous pension he brought slightly eased the grief of Tian Tao's family. Tian Tao's wife held back her grief, tightly grasped Feng Mu's hand, and sent him out the door with gratitude.
"Captain Tian Tao took good care of me when he was alive. This is what I should do. Don't see me off. Go back quickly." Feng Mu comforted Tian Tao's wife with a sad face.
On his retina, lines of reward settlement subtitles were slowly passing by...
(End of this chapter)
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