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Chapter 41 The filth and filth that surfaced

 The three people sat around the wooden piles in the camp, with the flames lingering, and there was just a little more warmth.

Otherwise, in such an early morning, especially on the edge of a cliff in the open air, you will still feel bitingly cold even if you are huddled in a tent.

After eating and drinking, Song Hao took out a thick stack of documents from his arms and explained: "I stole this from the Valentine Police Station."

"The location is very hidden. It must be some important or unknown secret document."

Aaron, who was drinking soup from a bowl, couldn't help but frowned: "It turns out that it took me a long time, boss, did you go back to do some sneaky things last night?"

Knowing that he was joking, Song Hao rolled his eyes at him: "If I don't steal, who will steal? If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"By the way, is there whiskey in hell, or is it rum that pirates love to drink?"

"What do you mean, do you still want to have a carnival party down there?"

So in a pleasant atmosphere, seeing the content of the chat gradually running out, Reina, who has always been serious, stepped forward as the topic terminator.

"Let me see what secret file this is..."

She then picked up the document and looked through it carefully. There were many numbers and symbols recorded on it, which was very confusing.

Anyway, the two rough guys, who are rough men, couldn't understand it at all, so they simply left it to the lady with the highest level of education in the gang to handle it.

And it seems that because of the heavy rain last night, there is a white mist filling the forest this morning.

The sky has also become gloomy and there is no glow.

"Did you find anything?"

After waiting patiently for a few minutes, Reina, who had always been silent, suddenly sighed with a solemn expression.

Aaron, who noticed this detail, couldn't help but ask: "Is it some useless piece of paper?"

"No, and indeed, as Song Hao said, the contents of this document are classified as confidential by the police."

"If it were advertised in a magazine, it would even cause an uproar."

It sounded foggy, and Aaron, who was still a little confused, took a sip of soup: "If that's the case, why do you sigh when you're so good?"

Reina, who reclassified the files into two halves, murmured: "Because the content recorded on it is a bit scary to me."

"First of all, here, it covers Police Officer Valentine's financial funds for up to five years, such as reward money from the authorities or donations from wealthy social gentry."

"But those policemen ate up 60% of the money!"

At this time, Song Hao, who was sitting quietly and listening quietly, naturally knew what business philosophy this was.

To put it bluntly, it is actually like the company management system in the previous life.

The general manager will give a generous salary to his subordinate project leaders, and these so-called project elites will extract a large part of the benefits.

Only a little crumbs of the cake are left for the lower-level employees, who must also thank others for their kindness.

What’s the result?

The kind of people who obviously put in the least effort in doing things can reap the greatest dividends from their results.

Don’t believe it yet, this is the naked reality!

From this point of view, it must be the same for the Valentine Police Department. For five years, it is unknown how much profit was siphoned off.

You might as well at least spend some fucking money to repair the roads...

So he lit a cigarette and joked: "Rena, just tell me, can these black-dot accounts sentence those guys in the police station to death?"

Reina, who frowned slightly, thought carefully and then responded: "We just need to hand over the account book to the reporter in Saint Denis for a little publicity and exposure."

"I don't dare to say whether we can let Valentine's group of parasites experience the taste of hanging, but at least we can send most of them to prison cells."

This is definitely not a joke.

Since there is such serious corruption in Valentine, even if you take a step back, Saint Denis, the headquarters of the authorities, is not innocent at all.

This is the darkness under the light that anyone with a discerning eye can guess.

After all, the interest-minded people at the upper level will protect the interest-oriented audience at the lower level, and the two will work closely together until a spreading spider web is formed.

Eat all the fat insects that fall into the trap.

But despite such an indestructible structure, it only takes a little flame to burn the cubs on the periphery alive.

When necessary, if the security inside the core is affected, maybe the spider itself will come out to clean up the trouble.

Ridiculous tragedy.

The science popularization is over and back to the real topic, Song Hao exhales a cloud of smoke.

As the gang leader, he must make a decision:

"This account book is very important. We should hide it in the box in the camp first. When we need it, we can take it out and exchange it for the chips we want."

Aaron, who was somewhat afraid that the matter would be exposed, asked: "When will it be necessary?"

"Boss, since these confidential documents have been stolen, I'm afraid it won't be long before they are discovered, which will cause trouble."

"Even if we want to hide and take advantage, we must try to avoid the sight of the Valentine Police Department."

The hidden meaning of these words is to relocate the gang camp as soon as possible, that is, to escape.

He doesn't want to put the big guys in the Wildfire Gang into dire straits because of a vague corruption situation.

Besides, in his opinion...

This is the dirty face of Valentine, minding his own business?

However, Song Hao smiled and stamped out the cigarette butt with his foot: "You are wrong. What we want now is for those bastards to discover that the account books are missing."

"This is equivalent to releasing a smoke bomb in advance, and we can take the opportunity to handle a lot of things."

Let’s not talk about the movements of the police stations in Strawberry Town or Saint-Denis. Anyway, the Valentine in front of us is definitely going to cause trouble.

After all, it depends on whether the police officers' hats can be worn securely. Who is still in the mood to care about Reina's life and death?

Besides, there is another very important factor.

This is the capital for secretly negotiating with Valentine!

The next second, everyone's eyes were locked on another part of the document:

"Then what's on it?"

Reina took a deep breath, slowly placed the photos neatly on the surface of the wooden pile, and said: "These are all famous people in various regions."

"Many of them include bankers, farmers, and even high-level officials involved in political affairs."

Aaron, who picked up an apple and put it in his mouth, always felt something was wrong: "Then why did the police station collect their photos?"

"The specific details are not yet clear."

Reina's voice gradually trembled, as if she was thinking of something terrible: "But if I remember correctly..."

"Everyone in this photo was sentenced to death for different reasons. Some were sent to prison, and some were assassinated by gangsters on the way."

After hearing this, Aaron almost choked to death on the apple and coughed violently.
Chapter completed!
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