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Chapter 6 Foreigners

 Zhang Lingjun was speechless, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, "I said... Do you think there is a possibility, that is... the reason why it seems that I am saying that King Monkey has a problem is because he really has a problem

?

"It's just like a person saying that a table is a table and a fool is a fool. This is impossible. Shouldn't it be said that he has ulterior motives?

"Let's boil it down to the bottom line. The reason why you came to me now is because I have followed Ruan Xing before, so you are suspicious. And the reason why I followed Ruan Xing is because of Wanghou's employment. This is the biggest problem.

"Even if I don't say anything, based on this alone, wouldn't you be suspicious and want to find and investigate the King Monkey?"

The black policeman shook his head, "I'm not saying that King Monkey doesn't have a problem, and that's not the problem.

"It's that you just used some... through some rhetorical skills to connect the prince's possible problems with your own innocence, and finally achieved the result of convicting him while leaving yourself clean.

"According to your statement, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you in this matter?"

Zhang Lingjun couldn't help but laughed angrily, "What did you say? What do you mean there is nothing wrong with me at all? I didn't have any problems in this matter and yet it became a problem. In your opinion, I can't really have no problems. I can't

Innocent?"

The black policeman waved his hands, "I didn't think so..."

"But you said so."

Zhang Lingjun interrupted him: "I also discovered that it's not me who has the problem, but you who have the problem. You didn't come here to investigate the case at all, but came with the answer for sure.
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"I had a preset position before I came here. I first assumed that I was not a good person. Then I found that the result was inconsistent with the facts. So I became dissatisfied and felt that something was wrong. Then I subconsciously wanted to change the facts.

"So I started to make assumptions, imagining that I was the villain, using this method, and using this scheme, and tried every means to rid myself of it, right?"

The black policeman pointed at Zhang Lingjun, as if he had been greatly slandered, "I didn't...I'm not...don't slander me."

Zhang Lingjun looked at him and smiled and said: "Okay, then tell me, why do you think it's abnormal for me to have no problems at all in this matter? What do you mean that there are simply no problems at all? Why do you think this way? Why

Can’t you think that I am innocent? Why should you have such prejudice against me?”

"I..."

"Is it because I'm a foreigner?"

Zhang Lingjun smiled maliciously: "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different.

"This kind of evil guy, although I don't know him yet, is definitely evil. There must be something wrong with such an evil guy being involved in a murder case.

"He has been arrogant for so long. Although I don't know how or why he is arrogant, but he has been arrogant for so long. I definitely can't let him go, or in any case I have to treat him."

The black policeman opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't. He breathed heavily, and his dark face turned dark red from holding back. "You are slandering, malicious speculation, and... it is far-fetched... When will I say it?"

But it’s not right because you are a foreigner? When did I say that I wanted to treat you because of my own mood?”

"Then tell me, what do you mean by what you just said?"

"I admit... yes... what I just said, I expressed some emotions that I shouldn't have. But why is this? People who are not of my race must have different hearts? Am I discriminating against you? No, it's because I've seen

Too many. As a police officer, I have seen too many evil deeds committed by you foreigners. We have given you the greatest goodwill, but you have taken advantage of the preferential treatment and acted wantonly in our country, trampling on your conscience wantonly.

Anyone who sees these things or encounters these things must have emotions.

"I am also a human being. It is normal for a person to have emotions. If he sees everything, he will be indifferent and rational. He will be very calm and care about every gain and loss. Such people are crazy. It is okay to have emotions. It is important.

What matters is being able not to be disturbed by emotions and being able to act in accordance with the law.

"I'm sure I did it. I am loyal to my profession. I have never and will not frame anything because of other emotions. Otherwise, why would there be so much talk."

The black policeman clenched his fists, his muscles squirming and beating with his heavy breathing, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Zhang Lingjun.

"It's just you, you just see someone's words with emotions, and then you seem to have caught something, and you feel that he is the kind of indiscriminate person. When you see someone scolding someone else, you feel that this person is going to kill someone.

, just think of it and feel that this person has been identified, and you can recognize this person clearly in a few words. You are indeed really bad, just like those tricks you just played, this is another proof."

Zhang Lingjun was not affected by the powerful oppression at all. Looking at the black policeman in front of him, he calmly shook his head.

"I think that I am not affected by emotions. Isn't this a kind of paranoia, a kind of self-hypnosis and brainwashing? I am right.

"Indeed, everyone has emotions. At the same time, no one, and it is impossible, can be immune to the interference of emotions. You said that I misunderstood you, but you didn't because as a police officer, all you see are crimes, so you

I had the idea that most foreigners have this idea, and at the same time I was disturbed by the corresponding emotions.

"It's like a doctor who sees more patients than normal in a day and feels that the world is full of patients, and then he feels inexplicable fear.

"Don't be like this...

"There is no difference between foreigners and locals.

"We are all human beings. There are normal people and abnormal people. There are uneducated people and knowledgeable people. There are people who bring trouble. There are people who bring communication and skills. There are people who take advantage.

People, as well as people who invest, should treat it rationally..."

The black policeman raised his voice and anger and said loudly, "But the problem is that the vast majority of people who come to us are rubbish. Of course I welcome those outstanding talents, but these people are very few. You will only restrict them."

These talents can only carry out technical blockade and just want to put the garbage here."

Zhang Lingjun looked at him, "Then what do you think of the building we are in now...well...this rubbish building is indeed rubbish, but those skyscrapers in the distance outside, those highways, those cars, those airplanes and railways, and the mobile phone you are using

, where do you think the technologies required for these high-tech technologies come from..."

The black policeman seemed to have suppressed things that had been suppressed for a long time and finally burst out, "These are just because you are trying to solve your own financial crisis, digest your own products, and avoid unemployment. At the same time, you are harvesting our wealth through the dumping of mature products and annihilating them."

The means of our own technological development.

"At first, you took the first step by luck and started the industry. Then you gained primitive accumulation through burning, killing, looting and other barbaric and stinking things all over the world.

"Then because of physical problems and the financial crisis, I couldn't continue playing that way, so I changed my name, under the banner of freedom, and wanted to rely on my advantage of being one step ahead, and wanted to let us be cows and horses for the rest of our lives.

Colonization and exploitation have been carried out in a gentle way, but essentially nothing has changed..."

Zhang Lingjun was stunned. For some reason, he suddenly felt like he could smell the smell of his hometown in his memory, and his breathing became much smoother.

The black policeman said his eyes were tearing apart.
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