Chapter 22: Killing the Chicken to Frighten the Monkey

After receiving the 200 rupees, Love was in a very good mood.

But thinking about the fact that he would have to pay 50,000 rupees to the deputy director, his heart was bleeding.

The deputy director said that this time, in order to get the position of police chief, he had to use 50,000 rupees to build relationships with the Inspector General.

For this, Love was extremely grateful to the deputy director. Although 50,000 rupees was a huge sum of money for him, he felt it was totally worth it when thinking about the benefits that would come after the promotion.

A sheriff in his 30s is not like Bud, a sheriff who is about to retire and has no potential. He has huge potential.

I still have a few decades left, and with the support of the deputy director, I have a great chance of advancing to the level of assistant deputy inspector, or even higher.

After all, the deputy director has the Inspector General as his backer, and he will definitely be able to get a higher position in the future, so I can naturally benefit from it.

Moreover, the deputy director was very considerate and knew his difficulties. He agreed to let him pay off the debt in two years without interest. He was such a good man. What else could be said about following such a deputy director? Luo Fu felt that he could go through fire and water for the deputy director.

But Luo Fu didn't know that at that time, Gert gave Xishiji 30,000 yuan, and the difference of 20,000 yuan was earned by Gert himself.

Love quickly walked to a nearby fruit stall.

"Officer!" The vendor hurriedly picked up the bananas he was selling and respectfully handed them to Love.

Luo Fu took the peel and took a bite: "You should pay."

"Oh, officer, you forgot that I just paid the money for the next three months yesterday," the vendor said hurriedly.

"I haven't forgotten." Luo Fu said calmly, "Now I'm collecting the money for the next three months."

"This~~this?" The vendor was at a loss, "Officer, you can't do this."

He runs a small business, and it was not easy for him to collect three months' worth of protection fees yesterday. Now he needs another three months. How can he afford it?

Luo Fu's face darkened, and he threw the remaining half of the banana directly at the vendor's face: "If you don't pay, get out of here."

"Officer, please~~" the vendor clasped his hands together and begged.

But Luo Fu ignored him completely and kicked over his stall, and the fruits rolled all over the floor.

Love also stepped hard on the fruits a few times, crushing them to pieces.

The hawker could only cry. He didn't dare to resist because the other party was a policeman.

"Listen carefully, prepare the money for the next three months tomorrow." Love glanced at the other vendors around him. This was a warning, to scare the monkeys.

These vendors looked dejected. Life was already difficult enough, and now they were being exploited by the police.

But no one dared to speak out. Their first reaction was not to resist, but to wonder whether they should hand it in. If not, where could they sell it? And how much better could the police in other places be?

Who can guarantee that police in other places are not like this, or even worse?

"Okay, you're asking for trouble." Rotten thought it was funny.

Luo Fu has been blinded by money lately. If he doesn't restrain himself at this time, he will become worse.

Roton had already seen that this time Fia had already signaled the photographer to turn on the camera, and the entire scene was captured.

"Ms. Mishra, he is really an exception." Rawdon said hurriedly, "He has always been arrogant and domineering in the police station..."

Fia found it funny to see Rawdon trying to protect the police station.

She has come into contact with many grassroots police officers recently, and as of now, the one in front of her is more pleasing to the eye.

She couldn't say much about the rest, but judging by his speech and behavior, he didn't seem like a low-level police officer at all, and she could completely understand that Rawdon wanted to protect the police station, after all, Rawdon was one of it.

"You can still get promoted after doing this?" At this point, Feiya glanced at Roden's shoulder badges. "I've seen the video of you on the stage of the beauty pageant. You were a first-class police officer at that time, right? How come you didn't get promoted after doing this?"

"This?" Luoton didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Although he wanted to expose the Inspector General's interference, he still held back rationally.

Although the woman in front of him had great power and could make the Inspector General embarrassed with just one word from her, there was no reason for her to help him.

Besides, it is not easy to tell outsiders about this kind of thing, after all, it is an internal police matter.

"I understand." Fia didn't ask any more questions.

In her opinion, it was normal for Rawdon to be promoted to a higher level based on his contribution last time.

And now, Rowton apparently didn't get the promotion, so where did the spot go.

Considering the guy who was about to be promoted, Fia had reason to believe that Roton's place must have been taken away by this guy using some special means.

It’s hard to say for Rawdon, but it must be related to the higher-ups in the police station.

Since she was just an outsider, she could understand that Roden would not dare to tell her the truth.

Fia is well aware that using connections to benefit one's own people happens not only in the police station but also in other places.

Looking at this guy in front of him, he is so arrogant and domineering. It is impossible to say that he has no backing in the police station.

She had been too lazy to film some of the illegal acts of police officers before, but this guy could still be used as material to reveal some of the internal networks of the police station, and perhaps all kinds of financial interests.

At this time, Luo Dun's cell phone rang.

"Excuse me, I have to take a call." Roden looked at the number and was a little surprised.

He walked aside and pressed the answer button: "Can't contact Bud? He's not with me. Don't worry, I'll find a way to contact him..."

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The call was from Bud's wife. Her son had been in a car accident and she couldn't get through to Bud.

Then Rawdon also called Bud, but his phone was turned off.

He hurriedly called his colleague who was on a mission with Bud today, and finally got in touch with Bud, but it turned out that Bud's phone was out of battery.

Rawdon asked him to go home quickly.

"Ms. Mishra." Roden walked back to Feiya and her group and said, "You want to film the real situation of grassroots police officers, right?"

"Of course, is there any need to say this?" Feiya said, "But you have been evading and using various means to forge facts. Of course, I am not talking about you, but the higher-ups in the police station."

"So, are you interested in taking a look at the family situation of a grassroots police officer?" asked Rawdon.

Roton's words made Fia's eyes light up. This was indeed a good direction.

Recently, several TV stations have taken separate actions, mainly filming the law enforcement process and some illegal behaviors of grassroots police officers, and rarely involving other aspects.

Speaking of which, these groups were secretly competing with each other to see who could shoot the best content.

As for the best criterion, it is mainly based on the standards used in Delhi, that is, to see who films more police violations and behaves more badly.

But Fia thought about what the director had told them before they came to Mumbai. It was obvious that they couldn't be as serious in Mumbai as they were in Delhi.

Some things need to be done in moderation, especially the various bad behaviors of grassroots police officers. There are too many such scenes and they are nothing new.

So what Roton said made her very interested.

Speaking of which, the original intention of this documentary was to include the daily life of grassroots police officers, but everyone's mind was on how to dig out the dirty laundry of the police. After all, this is more explosive and attracts more attention, so the part about the police officers' lives was completely ignored, causing myself and other groups to not think about this aspect at all.

Fia discussed it with the other two people in English.

Roton could tell that Fia spoke very standard British English, pure and authentic, while the other two spoke Indian English with a strong flavor of curry.

Fia's background is obviously not simple. Many children of wealthy upper castes have studied abroad, such as in the UK, so their English does not have an Indian accent.

Luoton lived in India for more than ten years in his previous life, so he is familiar with curry-flavored English and can even speak it.

The other two, obviously led by Fia, quickly agreed.

Before leaving, Fia went over and gave a few hundred rupees to the vendor whose stall was kicked over by Love.

Luoton saw it all. He didn't expect that this noble lady from a high caste could be so humane and compassionate. It was rare.

However, this scene was also seen by Love, who had just walked not far away.

He saw Rotten, and then he saw Fia beside Rotten and the man carrying the camera.

At this moment, Luo Fu's heart sank and he broke out in a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)