Chapter 16 No Backer
"Alas, it should have been 40,000 to 50,000 rupees," sighed Yada.
After seeing that there were thousand-dollar bills inside, he immediately estimated the amount at that time.
He is the chief of a police station. Even if he is just a grassroots chief, he has enormous power in his hands, and there are too many people who need his help.
So he often handled cash. When someone gave him an envelope containing money, he might need to pinch it to judge the thickness of the envelope in the beginning. Later, with practice, he developed a pair of sharp eyes. He could guess the amount of money inside by just taking a glance at the shape and thickness of the envelope, with an error of no more than three rupees.
"It seems that the others were returned by the Inspector General." Yada said again.
Luoton cursed Xishiji's ancestors in his heart. Damn it, he used his own money to pretend to be a good person.
His heart was bleeding. There were definitely 50,000 rupees in it at the beginning, but now 40,000 were gone, which was equivalent to his income for more than three years.
If I had this money, I could move my family out of the Dharavi slum, and then it would be no problem for them to rent a house in an ordinary community outside.
A thought suddenly flashed through Rawdon's mind: Could it be that the 40,000 rupees were embezzled by Xishiji?
But think about it, the other party is an inspector general, with considerable power, and I don't know how many people will give him money, and the amount he is interested in must be quite large, 40,000 rupees is not something that he is so thirsty for, right? So Xishiji should not do such a shameless thing, right?
Just think about it, this is India, what can't these officials do?
Roton felt that their bottom line should not be overestimated.
No matter which possibility it was, it was not a good thing for Rodon, as he was indeed short of 40,000 rupees.
"Chief, this money?" Roton looked at Yada.
"Don't worry about keeping it." Yada said immediately.
He understood what Luo Dun meant. He wanted to give him some, but was he such a narrow-minded person? Besides, he didn't even care about the 10,000 yuan.
Roton performed very well this time. It would be embarrassing if I still cared about this little money.
After hearing what Yada said, Roton of course accepted it.
It's better to have something than nothing. Ten thousand rupees is at least ten months' salary, and life at home will be a little more comfortable.
"Rotten, the money is a little less, but don't worry too much. You may get promoted soon. Your contribution this time is really great." Yada said with a smile, "I think this is what the director means."
Roton could naturally see it, but he was still not sure. A promotion was indeed more exciting than tens of thousands of rupees.
After all, this money is a one-time payment. If your police rank is promoted, you will have greater power. Why would you still be afraid of not having money?
After leaving the hospital, Gert followed him into Xishiji's car.
"Inspector General, from the tone of the chief, is he going to promote that kid Rotten? Will the promotion quota for sheriff that you mentioned last time be snatched away by that kid?" Gert said worriedly.
If this spot was taken away, he would become a joke in the Spanda Police Station. His prestige would be completely destroyed and he would no longer be able to compete with Ada.
"What are you worried about?" Xishiji said calmly, "These are two different things. Luoton has made meritorious contributions, but even if he is promoted, he will not take up your position. He is just a police chief. Can't he handle it with the director?"
Hearing this, Gert felt more at ease.
Although he was unhappy about Roton's promotion, he could accept it as long as the quota he had fought for was fine.
He felt a little puzzled. How come this kid Rotun suddenly became so good at fighting?
My physical fitness looked average before, only average among these police officers.
Only now do I realize that this kid is a very capable person. He is probably secretly practicing fighting in private.
He was a little disappointed with Love. This time, the Rotten boy was the one who got the limelight. As a first-class police officer, why didn't Love protect Miss Reba? Love should have been near the stage at that time.
However, he also understood that even if he replaced Roton with Love, Love would definitely not be able to complete the defense mission.
Love is good, better than most police officers, but it is impossible for him to deal with so many thugs.
Gert sighed inwardly. He also knew what the police were like. Normally, no one would train in physical fitness or fighting skills. Love was just the tallest among the short ones.
Normally, these police officers need to be assessed every year, especially in terms of physical fitness. Those who fail the assessment can be dismissed. But now this kind of assessment is just a formality and no one cares at all.
Just one thing can illustrate this: the obesity rate among Indian police is very high, which is due to India's eating habits.
Indian food is heavy in oil and flavor, and many foods are fried. The police's meals are relatively good compared to those of ordinary people. After all, they can basically eat and drink for free outside, so this has led to collective obesity among the police group.
Every year, more people die from obesity than from mission fatalities.
Many Indian policemen have big bellies, just like pregnant women who are eight or nine months pregnant. How much combat effectiveness can you expect from such policemen?
With this body shape, what kind of assessment can he pass?
If we really follow the assessment criteria, too many people will be eliminated, which will have a huge impact.
Therefore, the assessment is meaningless and is just a formality. Everyone can pass the assessment every year, which is good for everyone.
As a result, there are more and more fat people.
"Gert, stop targeting Yada." Xishiji said again.
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"Inspector General?" Gert was a little anxious. What did this mean? Was he asking him to admit defeat?
"Don't worry." Xishiji could see what Gert was thinking. "This time, the incident with Roden benefited Ada a lot, so Spanda's position as director is secure."
"Inspector General, how can I not be anxious? Now that he's firmly in power, don't I have any chance at all?" Gert wanted to cry but had no tears. In the end, he still failed.
He doesn't really care about Love's promotion to sheriff. What he really cares about is the position of chief, which is more relevant to him.
"It's just to hold on temporarily." Xishiji snorted and said, "The backer behind Yada has a good relationship with the director. It is precisely because of this relationship that Yada was able to parachute in."
Gert knew that the director that Xishiji was referring to was Pirando. The backer behind Adda found Pirando, and then with Pirando's support, Adda was able to be parachuted into the Spanda Police Station as the director.
"Please give me some advice, Inspector General. What should I do next?" Gert took a deep breath and said.
He calmed down. Since the Inspector General said it was temporary, there must be some explanation, but he just didn't know it.
"Our boss in Mumbai doesn't like the director very much. I received a message saying that the director may be transferred recently." Xishiji said.
"Where?" asked Gert.
"How would I know? But no matter where he is transferred, he will not be here. I don't believe the new director can have any relationship with the people behind Yada. When the time comes, Yada will have no one to rely on, and you have me here, so you will naturally have your chance." Xishiji said.
A look of joy appeared on Gert's face. He had heard from Shishiji that Chief Pirando was not liked by the Chief of the Mumbai Police Department. He did not expect that Pirando would be transferred.
This transfer is really good for him.
By then, Yada will have no backing here, and it will be very easy for the Inspector General to control Yada. He will have a great chance to get the position of director.
"Inspector General, I understand. From now on, I will just let that guy Yada do whatever he wants." Gert said.
"Very good, stop the car." Xishiji asked the driver to stop the car on the side of the road. "You can get off here. I still need to go back to the bureau."
This car is Xishiji's special official car, and the driver is his confidant, so he is not afraid that these words will be leaked.
"Yes, Inspector General." Gert quickly opened the door and got out.
When the car door closed, Xishiji saw an extra stack of rupees on the seat where Gert had been sitting. This was the part that Gert had taken out when he was in the hospital.
Xishiji smiled, he knew that it was not left in the car by Gert, but left there on purpose.
He took the rupees casually. Forty thousand rupees was nothing to him, but Gert was always very thoughtful in doing things, especially when it came to his own affairs. This made him very satisfied, so he was willing to take care of Gert.
(End of this chapter)