Chapter Seventy-Four: Justice Under Privilege

After adjusting his emotions, Dali continued to persuade: "Sir, he comes from a wealthy family, and our salary for a year can't even catch up, and he has a day's legal fees. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info arrest him, and in ten days he will come out and laugh at us, sir. We will be removed from office, or transferred to protect a minister, and society will not change. Such sensational news will only be broadcast in the media for two days, and then the wedding of a certain actress will become a hot topic, and the previous social news will be annihilated. β€œ

DalΓ­ may have remembered his own child who died young, or perhaps he used to crawl through the hardships at the bottom, and in the same tone as a father, he persuaded Vijay, who had no father, to say, "Poor man, her father will grieve all day long because of the loss of his daughter, sir." But even if the damn brute had been warned many times, he would still rape other women. Speaking of this, Dali couldn't help but hammer the car cover again, and this time Sanjay, who had a bad record, sounded a little uncomfortable and coughed a few times.

Dali didn't even dare to look at Sanjay's expression, and immediately restrained his words and said, "I'm sorry, sir. I shouldn't be so unbridled in my speech. β€œ

Vijay held on to the car cover and replied with some decadence, "It's okay, everything you say is true." So tell me, what do we do next? β€œ

Dali shyly held his chest and said, "Sir, why are you asking me?" I'm just a normal little police officer, or your driver, but what can I do? β€œ

Vijay shook his head and replied, "Well, I will treat you as an ordinary person, and you will try to catch him, so what will you do?" β€œ

Without even thinking about it, Dali straightened his back and replied, "Sir, I will hit him all over his body, and I will also slap him in the face." Even hang him in the middle of the road or under the bridge, sir. β€œ

Sanjay, who has always had poor acting skills, really didn't want to watch Vijay's acting skills anymore, so he interrupted Vijay, who wanted to say something, and told Dali: "Then you can go under the bridge and have a look." β€œ

When Dali heard that it was Sanjay's order, he didn't dare to have any doubts, and immediately ran to the bridge, ready to jump down, but he didn't expect to see Asven hanging upside down on the bridge tied with hemp rope on the white cement railing.

Although this way of dying is not very Sven, at least Asven is still dead.

Seeing this result, Dali was very happy. Vijay sat on the front bonnet, put on his sunglasses and said, "I'm hungry, Rajendall will help us get something to eat." Then he snorted and said listlessly, "Don't forget to call his father and ask him to come here to collect the body." β€œ

"Yes, sir." Dali's broken voice shouted loudly, and it was hardly more pleasant than a warning bell.

The interior minister, dressed in white and white Shevani, rushed to the river after Sanjay had just finished his work meal and took a photo with the delivery boy.

Maybe it's because the Minister of the Interior is busy? Anyway, the police have completed a series of basic processes such as rope cutting, body removal, and autopsy.

The minister walked up to Vijay with sunglasses, took off his sunglasses and said a little decadently, "Where is my son?" I'm going to talk to him, and then you can do whatever you want. β€œ

Vijay frowned, a little embarrassed, and said, "I don't know if you can talk to him." Well... Garnathan! Flip the list open. Sir, your son is down there. β€œ

Seeing the corpse of his son ****, the younger brother of the Minister of the Interior rushed to the corpse crying, and the minister, who was originally pinching his waist, was really decadent like a balloon that had been deflated. Even the expensive luxury sunglasses in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't care or didn't notice it at all.

The female medical examiner might have guessed something, and she walked up to Vijay with the autopsy report and said, "Please sign here, sir." β€œ

Instead of glancing at the minister, Vijay asked the doctor on a business-like basis, "What is the condition with him?" β€œ

The doctor looked at the minister before explaining, "It's clear that this is a brutal murder." His face was shattered by an iron rod, and he was tortured for two to three days before he died. β€œ

Vijay hated that the doctor said too much, and he wanted to clear his name, so he asked seriously, "Why do you say that?" β€œ

Unfortunately, the doctor was a dead brain, and he was not very happy to cite the evidence: "Judging from the shape of the wound, even before he died, even his play should have been mashed." β€œ

Vijay shook his head a little speechlessly, and asked softly, "Is there anything else?" β€œ

The doctor may have gotten what he wanted, and instead of dwelling on it, he said, "I can tell you nothing else until I have a further autopsy." β€œ

"Thank you, doctor. Thank you. Vijay immediately sent the doctor away, turned to the Minister of Home Affairs and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice that you were still here." β€œ

The Minister of the Interior was also deceived by Vijay's acting skills, and gently took his hand and walked to the side and said, "Vijay, come here, I have something to tell you." β€œ

Dodging the media's recording equipment, the Home Secretary whispered to Vijay: "Who do you think did this?" β€œ

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Vijay replied calmly, "I don't know, sir." β€œ

The Minister of the Interior squinted, waved his fingers and said, "Whoever he is, I will make him worse than dead." β€œ

Vijay glared at the minister and replied, "Sir, is your son a man of integrity?" He's a criminal accused of rape, a sinner, a rapist, sir. Who would forgive him, and that's why he was killed? β€œ

The Minister of the Interior was very dissatisfied with Vijay's attitude, he hit the palm of his left hand with his right hand, wanting to express his displeasure, and said: "If you can find out who raped a girl in ten hours, then I will give you ten hours now." I want to know who killed my son, and I want him to live, not death. β€œ

Of course, Vijay will not arrest himself, he smiled and said: "Sir, the murderer could be anyone, the general public, the media present, and even the family of the victim. The most difficult thing is that her brother may be a police officer, or it happens to be Vijay Kumar of the state's security police. β€œ

Sanjay, who was watching the play from afar, never expected that Vijay, who had such good acting skills, would report the murderer himself. He didn't even care about himself, slapping himself in the face to prevent himself from seeing what was going on.

Although his eyes were closed, Vijay's voice still reached Sanjay's ears: "You can't do anything about this matter." The body will be delivered to your home tonight, please remember to inform your relatives and friends. β€œ

After this incident, the interior minister wanted to take revenge, but Sanjay insisted on the recall, and as the media began to report on the minister's son being involved in a vicious rape case, the party abandoned him and another party member became the new minister.

The emperor of the state land, who was high above, became the second head of the family in one day, relying on his younger brother who remained in the party.

After dealing with this matter, Sanjay's mood has improved a lot, and the more superior living environment has also made Sanjay, who is used to living in Mumbai, feel more at home.

As Vijay's best friends, the two Night Heroes become truly good brothers in solving this case side by side.

Sanjay even plans to have another wedding with Mithra's sister, a young and white beauty, to add to his friendship with Vijay. As for the Kavita that already exists, religion and belief can do the trick well.

When Vijay was finally arranged to meet the woman's parents, Sanjay was also watching the play outside the glass window. The electronics allow Sanjay to use headphones and eavesdrop on Vijay's conversation not far away, but he is exposed in broad daylight, scanning the little beauties around him boredly. Two pairs of bright eyes stared at each other through a piece of glass, as if whoever moved away first would lose.

"My name is Ramakrishnan." The voice of Mithra's father came over the headphones, and Sanjay thought the family had strange names.

However, Vijay's reaction was even more excessive, and he actually laughed when he first met his parents, in front of the other party's father, when they had just said their names.

Sanjay not only admired it to the point of giving a thumbs up, but also inevitably lost in the game of star-to-eye.

Vijay even explained casually: "As soon as I saw my uncle, I thought that his name might be Ramakarishnan, or Viswanathan, or Mohara Sundaram, but I didn't expect to be guessed." His name turned out to be Ramakrishnan, oh, hehehe......" At the end, Vijay actually covered his mouth and laughed again.

Mithra scolded him for his rude laughter, and a bullet completely ruined the important meeting.

The bullet, fired by a gunman's misfire, shattered Vijay's coffee for his future father-in-law. The continuous shooting of the next few gunmen frightened the Mithra family, who were born in a middle-class family.

After taking refuge with his future relatives to safety, Vijay put on his sunglasses and shot a gas canister with a single shot, blowing away four machete-wielding thugs.

Without Sanjay's help, Vijay easily knocked the six gunmen unconscious on his own. The disparity in strength once again made Sanjay calm down and realize his own shortcomings.

The remaining four knife-wielding bandits were lucky enough to make a very shallow cut in Vijay's arm.

This bloody disaster completely scared away the Mithra family, who were still watching, and although Mithra wanted to stay, she was dragged away by her obese father.

Seeing that the marriage was going to be yellow, Vijay drove to the house of the former Minister of the Interior angrily.

Fearing that Vijay would be shot cold, Sanjay followed him with dozens of guards and came to the home minister's house.

When Sanjay's men were armed with heavy weapons and tried to force their way in, the eavesdropping device turned all that around.

"It's not good, it's not easy for the police to find a daughter-in-law. I struggled to find a girlfriend, we loved each other, and we were about to get the blessing of her family. β€œ

Turning the corner, Vijay continued, "But while we were drinking coffee, your thugs broke in. Do you know how angry and irritated I am? My love affair was very likely, so it ended without a hitch. Thanks to the trash fish you sent, you didn't do any real damage. β€œ

The sound of the sofa rubbing against the tiles sounded a little harsh, but fortunately, the bugging didn't fall off.

"Listen to me, Wanamamalai. You may need thugs, you need a couple of puppets. But none of the above applies to me, I'll break in single-handedly, walk away, and send a team of police officers to investigate your family's deaths. Do you understand? I'm in charge of everything, and there are villains more powerful than you waiting for me to clean up, and I don't have time to play with you, a retired old man. Don't smoke, it's bad for your health. β€œ

Before Victor arrived, Sanjay's motorcade had never been seen in his field of vision, as it had been when he came, with a trail of dust.