Chapter 24 The Conscience of the Police
She had just seen Bad's family situation. Not only did they live in a shabby house, but when her son was in a car accident, the whole family could only come up with more than 1,000 rupees.
This miserable situation is worse than that of most ordinary families.
This was completely inconsistent with the sheriff's family situation in her mind, the difference was too great.
"No, Miss Mishra," Rawdon said, "this is true. Of course, the Budd family cannot represent all the sheriffs. He is a special case. He is not as greedy as other sheriffs, so his income is not as good as theirs. In terms of expenses, it is not small. The high dowry for his daughter's marriage, the car that his son bought with a loan and crashed before he made much money, and his wife needs to take medicine for a long time, which is very expensive. I don't know if Miss Mishra knows about public hospitals. If you go there for treatment, there may not be a doctor. Even if a doctor prescribes medicine, there is no medicine. Then you can only give money to the relevant staff of the hospital or go to a private pharmacy to buy it at a high price. This is a very heavy burden for the Budd family."
"The Love we just saw is a scum of the police station, and he is a minority. Although the families of most police officers may not be as bad as the Bud family, they are not much better. Once they encounter illness, marrying off their daughters, etc., which require large sums of money, they will immediately become paupers. This forces them to use all means to make money..." Roton continued.
Next, Rotten took Fia and her group to the homes of several police officers whose families were average. When they passed a bank on the way, Rotten withdrew money and returned it to Fia.
"It's much worse than I expected." Feiya said with emotion, "I thought that since they are all police officers and have various gray incomes, their lives should be good, but I didn't expect..."
"Ms. Mishra, every industry needs to be managed. If you can make some other income in the police industry, you can go to other industries and change your identity. You are just giving money, such as going to the hospital. The Bud family is the best example. If you don't make gray income, police officers will have trouble making a living." said Rawdon.
This is an ecosystem. Everyone is making a lot of money in his or her own industry, but if you go to other industries, they also need to make money in various ways, so it is balanced overall. The ones who suffer are of course the poor at the bottom of the society.
However, these poor people basically have no use for these things, and their life and death are left to God.
Roden is shifting the blame elsewhere, attributing the police officers' illegal behavior to problems in society as a whole, not to the police system.
There is no way. After all, Roden is a policeman now, so of course he stands from the police's perspective.
Even though corruption in the police system is obvious.
It's just that the whole Indian society is like this, it's just that each industry and each department is more exaggerated than the other.
Fia understood what Rotten meant, and also knew that he was trying to change the concept, but as a policeman he would definitely stand on the police's side, so she didn't care much about that.
"In fact, the lives of these police officers in the police station are pretty good. What's even worse is that they live in the Dharavi slums." Roton continued.
"What about you Officer Mahesh? Where do you live?" asked Fiya.
"I am one of them." Rotten said a little embarrassedly.
"You live in Dharavi?" Fia frowned slightly, "But you just lent out more than 3,000 rupees in one go."
Roton understood Fia's doubts. He felt that since he could lend 3,000 rupees at once, he should not fall into the slums.
"Ms. Mishra, I have made some contributions recently, so the bureau rewarded me with some money. If it weren't for this money, I wouldn't be able to help Bud." Roton sighed.
"Can I go see where you live?" Fia asked.
Only then did she realize that Rawdon was just a very ordinary police officer, and a not-so-greedy one at that, otherwise his life would not have been so miserable and he would not have fallen into the slums.
She felt better about Rawdon because of it.
Although he was well aware that Rawdon would sometimes solicit money during his daily work, everything should be compared. Compared with other police officers, police officers like Rawdon and Bud were already the conscience of the police force.
In fact, Fia had some misunderstanding. It was not that the former Yuan Luoton did not want to make more money, but because he was just a lowest-level second-level police officer and did not have the ability to make a lot of money.
Fia's request made Roton a little troubled.
"Ms. Mishra, a dirty place like Dharavi is not a place you should go to," said Rawdon.
"Since this is a documentary, we have to record the truth," Feiya insisted. "Besides, since we are here, we might as well take a trip."
Fia now has a direction. She wants to take pictures that are different from those of other colleagues. Otherwise, they will all be the same without any novelty.
She came out with great ambitions this time. She wanted to perform well during the filming and win the recognition of her superiors with her own abilities. Therefore, she had to have her own characteristics and a special angle and not just follow the crowd.
Seeing that Fia was so insistent, Roden had no choice but to agree to take them to Dharavi.
On the way to Dharavi, it was already noon, and the few of them bought some food from a roadside stall.
Feiya didn't say anything, but her two colleagues murmured and complained.
But they didn't have any other intentions. After all, this mission was very important. They were not out for tourism, so they had to make do with the food and drink.
Of course, when they saw that Fia didn't say anything, they didn't dare to go too far.
In fact, these vendors did not dare to accept money when they saw the identity of the Rawdon police.
This made Roton speechless. If it was just one person, it would be fine, but now, in front of Fia and others, wouldn't it ruin his glorious image as a policeman?
This time, Rawdon insisted on paying, which made the vendors a little uneasy because there were usually no police officers who paid. Finally, after confirming that Rawdon was really paying, they happily accepted it.
Who would be willing to give food to others for free? Feiya just smiled at the change in Rotten's expression.
How could she not know about these privileges of grassroots police officers? Compared with other bad behaviors, these are really nothing.
Dharavi is a slum indeed, with a large number of poor people at the bottom of society.
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But this place also provides a place for these poor people in Mumbai to settle down and survive here.
There is a social structure of its own here, with various small workshops, small factories, small stalls and vendors...
Moreover, those who live here are not necessarily the lower-class poor. There are also some white-collar workers who work in Mumbai. They live here mainly because the rent is cheap and it is not far from their workplace, so it is convenient.
At the same time, some small workshop owners live in Dharavi most of the time even if they have residences or can afford houses outside the slums, because their workshops are here and they can manage them better.
In the past, the government wanted to raze Dharavi and rebuild it several times.
Unfortunately, it was resisted by the poor living here.
One reason is that they are afraid that the place will be razed and they will have no place to live, and they are also worried that the compensation from the government will be too little.
Some others are afraid that if they lose this place, they will lose their source of income, because the small workshops and small ecosystem here provide them with opportunities for survival.
In the past, the Dharavi slum was able to create more than one billion US dollars in wealth every year thanks to these small workshops.
Therefore, both the small workshop owners and other poor people here are firmly resisting.
"Watch your step." Roton walked in front and led the way, reminding Fia and the other two who were following behind him from time to time.
Of course, Delhi also has slums, but the scale of each slum is definitely not as large as Dharavi. Similarly, whether it is Delhi or Mumbai, there are more than one slum, which are distributed in every corner of the city.
Fia had some knowledge of the slums, but it was only limited to what she had seen on TV. She had never really been to the front line.
When she stepped into the slums, a foul stench hit her in the face, and then she felt that she was completely surrounded by the stench and could not escape.
And wherever the eyes can see, there are countless eye-irritating excrement, fresh, expired, various colors, various shapes, dry, wet...
She felt a little regretful. She should have listened to Luoton's advice.
But then I thought, since I was already here, I could only endure the discomfort and keep moving forward, trying not to look at those disgusting things.
The two male colleagues following behind her kept cursing and complaining. The surrounding environment was unbearable for them.
(End of this chapter)