After continuing to communicate for a while, Yang Shubao understood one thing.

It's not that Officer Benson doesn't believe him, it's that the police don't want to take the Timit back, and they think it's a hot potato.

Admittedly, the Timit are honest. But helping them find their home is a nuisance, and with so many cases happening every day in South Africa, the police don't want to be exposed to any more trouble.

Another point is that this incident is very ugly, and there is a human trafficking scandal in Africa's largest country and the most developed country.

What's even uglier about this case is that there are still a few tribes in South Africa who are being used as slaves, which would have a huge tarnish on the country's image if it erupted.

Officer Benson secretly told him that the police department had applied for him to transfer 2,000 acres of land to the reserve, and that he was actually making a deal with him, and that he had to deal with the matter.

Yang Shubao realized that he had no political wisdom and did not understand the skills of officialdom, and he really believed the words of the director before, thinking that he was just temporarily relocating these Timites.

Come to think of it, the government can't find a job for a dozen Temmites, can't support them, they just don't want to.

After understanding this, Yang Shubao was not depressed, too, the police station gave him 2,000 acres of grassland, which is worth at least two million rand or more, which is enough to house a dozen Teemites.

Sighing, Lao Yang said, "Then I'll send them home myself." ”

Officer Benson kindly reminded him, "When you go to take them home, ask a media to follow them as evidence." Don't secretly send them back yourself, otherwise it will be difficult for you to explain if someone uses this as a reason to trouble you in the future. ”

Yang Shubao's heart moved, nodded and said, "I understand." ”

Officer Benson, who had received a great favor from him, was indeed concerned about him, and admonished, "It won't be easy to deal with this matter, you better be careful." In the past, someone sent a child who had been lost from the tribe back, but the child was successfully sent back, but he did not leave any evidence. ”

Later, a reporter attacked this guy with this incident, saying that he sold the child, and even said that he killed the child and sold the organ. But the tribe to which the child belonged migrated again, and the man couldn't find evidence when he tried to find it. ”

"What about later?" asked Yang Shubao with concern.

Officer Benson said: "Later, the people who did good deeds were forced by public opinion to commit suicide in despair. ”

Yang Shubao asked, "Then how do you know that he really sent the child back?"

Officer Benson sighed and said, "Because after some time, someone met the migrating tribe, and the chief and the rescued child came out to testify and prove his innocence. ”

"And later?"

"No more later. ”

Yang Shubao asked, "I mean the media that framed the good Samaritan?"

Officer Benson said angrily: "They have not been sanctioned, not even by public opinion, because it was two or three years later when the tribe was discovered, and no one paid attention to the incident." ”

Yang Shubao was also very angry: "Your police didn't go to justice?"

Officer Benson said helplessly: "How can we uphold justice? The media did not kill or harm anyone, and they exercised their responsibility of social supervision. They had always been suspicious, but they did not convict the good Samaritan, and it was public opinion that forced him to death. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but scold: "Damn the media, damn public opinion, when the media loses their conscience, they are even more terrible than the devil!"

After scolding, he warned Yang Shubao again: "Boss, this is a lesson, when you want to send them back, you must have the media and official evidence." The official evidence is handed over to me, and I will go with you, but this is not enough, the evidence of the media is also needed. ”

Yang Shubao understands this reason, and for that reason, the media will incite public opinion, and it is not enough to have official evidence, because the police have no credibility in South Africa.

The credibility of the government is a very powerful thing, and it is a magic weapon that can truly bring together a society.

The bigger the country loses credibility, the more terrible it is!

Yang Shubao left the police station and came out, the fruit stall was very busy, and several cars lined up to wait for the fruit, so he went up to help.

The fruit stall has changed a lot now, with sheds on both sides, and small tables and chairs are placed in the shed, where pedestrians can take a break and drink some juice and eat some fruit when they are tired.

The reserve now operates a juice business, with two automatic juicers on the stalls, and the old killer squeezes juice when he has time, and juice with ice is very popular.

In addition, he has now figured out his own fruit salad, which used to be fed to animals with poor quality fruits, but now he will make his own salad, and with salad dressing, a fruit can be sold for forty or fifty yuan.

Some people buy fruit, some people buy juice, some people come to buy fruit salad, a business has a few hundred yuan, several cars are busy, and a turnover of 1,000 yuan comes out.

Finally free, Yang Shubao sat down to rest.

The old killer handed him a salad: "How about you taste the way I figured it out." ”

Looking around, Lao Yang was very satisfied: "The old man is really amazing, I invited you to the right person, you take care of the business really well." ”

The old killer smiled proudly: "Knowledge is of great use, in fact, this is all pondered by knowledge, this kid will be successful in the future, and he will become a useful guy to society." ”

Yang Shubao said: "You can't be busy alone now, right? Otherwise, you can recruit a few helpers......

"It's okay, it's okay, I can handle it. The old killer hastened to respond.

Yang Shubao said with a smile: "Are you afraid that someone will come and take your position? This is impossible, you are the boss of this fruit stall." ”

The old killer smiled embarrassedly, he did have this worry.

Yang Shubao said: "Now the business is indeed a little busy, otherwise you can recruit people yourself, right? It just so happens that you know a lot of people, find some trustworthy people, you look at the salary, your income remains the same, and I will pay them extra, okay?"

The old killer lifted his clothes, wiped his forehead, and said, "Actually, when I'm busy, I can handle it for a while." ”

Yang Shubao looked at the torn T-shirt on his body and said: "Our fruit stall has changed and carried out high-end management, so that I have nothing to do these days, let's re-engage the fruit stall and make it a serious business." ”

The old killer asked, "How? Get a shop?"

Yang Shubao said: "Yes, build a store." ”

The old killer shook his head: "No, Mr. Yang, our advantage is that we occupy the key points of traffic at the intersection, and we can directly contact the guests and take the initiative to sell." If we go to the town to open a shop, we can only wait for the customers to come to the door, and the initiative becomes passive. ”

"That's what the kid told me, and he analyzed why our business is so good. The old killer added smugly.

Yang Shubao said: "I understand this truth, you can look at me." ”