Chapter 154: Pandora's Box
"Well said, Officer Pippons!"
"It's so relieving!"
As soon as Pippons finished speaking, the police officers standing outside the door of the interrogation room were silent for a moment, and almost simultaneously burst into applause and praise. And the aristocratic woman who aroused the anger of the crowd was huddled in her chair at this time, and she did not dare to raise her head. Her tawny hair was draped behind her back, and with the trembling of her back, the upper and lower strands of hair were clearly visibleβand it was evident that she was very frightened at this time.
The cheers continued for a long time, and within a few seconds, a young policeman who was covered in bruises and blushing like Guan Gong suddenly rushed out of the crowd. I saw him roll up his sleeves and walk straight towards the woman angrily.
The policemen could see at a glance that no matter what the means, the nobleman's lover was bound to suffer. However, they were happy to see this, so they did not stop the impending lynching.
But at this moment, a hand was stretched out in front of the policeman from the place where it should not have been stretched out.
Everyone was stunned on the spot, including the policeman who had planned to step forward and slap the noblewoman in the face, and they all looked at Pippens with disbelief.
"There's nothing wrong with the other party being a beast, a bastard who is not as good as ordinary people." Pippons looked up and looked sternly at the junior. "We are human beings, so we seek to be equal to everyone else. Guys! On one's mind! β
With that, Pippons shoved the man back into the pile, and then said loudly:
"We seek the ultimate victory, not the reverse of our riding on the heads of the nobles! The Chinese have said, 'Let him pass what is in the past'. If we are obsessed with revenge and catharsis, what about the descendants of these nobles? Will they be waiting for an opportunity to vent their emotions to us in the same way they do? At that time, the snowball of hatred will roll down the mountain and get bigger and bigger, so who will eliminate it completely? The Chinese let us learn and temper from the prisoner of war camps and from the slums, don't we now stop the conflict between the two sides and never repeat it? β
"Hatred was eliminated so easily, then who can guarantee that no one will ride on us in the future?" The flush on the face of the policeman who had just been pushed back into the crowd had disappeared, but his impulse had clearly not subsided.
"'Don't forget the past, the teacher of the future', the Chinese have said, but this is not a matter for us." Pippons spread his hands, "If we were to take on our current job before we were educated, we would have retaliated with a-for-tat, letting the nobles know our wrath." But now that we have been educated, we understand that there is hope for the world to be equal among people. Our children, and their children, will be educated in the same way, and will we still be afraid that this will happen? You should also be politically educated people, and you should understand this truth! This aristocratic attack on the police, of course, must be done in accordance with the law; Then if you want to lynch her, don't you take your left hand and slap yourself on the right cheek? β
As the saying goes, education is not only a means to develop people's wisdom, but also a good way to reduce social contradictions. Uneducated, and even illiterate, they have to go through the radio to understand the news and understand the relationship between the old and the new. I want him to read the notices on the street, but I'm afraid he hasn't even developed this habit.
This is one of the sources of contradiction - the asymmetry of information. The central government of the Elta Empire did send out these notices, leaflets, and broadcasts, and ninety-nine percent of the people did receive the news: but the problem was mainly with the one percent who were out of touch with society.
Of course, the noblewoman who exonerated the Marquis of Joronaco in front of Pippons was obviously a handful of those ninety-nine percent. But isn't that the result of a lack of education? The principle that everyone is equal in the rules is that from the beginning of kindergarten, preschool education has to teach children by hand, and it can be imperceptibly ingrained.
The words made the policemen in front of them all blushing with shame. The militarized education they received is even more ingrained in their hearts than the education of ordinary people for several years.
But this creed is also overcome. When you are carried away by qi and blood, your basic nature will be exposed.
"Are you alright?" Pippons looked at the group of juniors who bowed their heads and shook his right hand. "Go out, and if you let the above know, you'll all have to write a review. Scattered, scattered! β
It wasn't until the last policeman, the one who had just been stopped by Pippins, walked out of the door and gently brought the door to the door, that Pippens turned around and asked Joronaco's concubine:
"Now you understand what the world we want to look like, right?" Pippons quietly closed the accident liability certificate on the table, "We should be fair to you. But you should be fair to everyone, and now you understand what I mean? β
For the rest of her life, she quickly saved herself and nodded. This has to be changed in the old Elta Empire, if the civilians really provoke the unhappiness of these low-level civil servants of powerful organs who have nothing but brute force, then the end is conceivable - Elta has no channel to redress the grievances of the civilians, and if you want to kneel, the lord can only find the lord to kneel.
"There are many family members out there who are like you, who have been brought here because Mr. Ronalco's affairs have obstructed the police's official duties." Pippons secretly rejoiced in his temples that this time things were finally under his control. "I'll give you bail right now, but you have to make sure that you can convince them to accept the situation."
"What's the situation?" She raised her head and looked directly at the "life-saving benefactor" in front of her.
"The Elta Empire, and the 'Elta Transportation and Urban Construction Group' to which the driver belongs, will never pay any additional price for the death of your lover, that is, Mr. Joronaco." Pippence threw the pen in front of Joronaco's concubine, "Also, you'll have to sign here before you can be released on bail." β
According to the regulations on the management of temporary penalties for public security, attacks on police officers and obstruction of official business must also be imprisoned for two weeks if they do not cause harm. This is almost unacceptable for a weak woman. So as soon as Pippons's pen stopped, she trembled and signed her name on the accident liability certificate.
As for the repudiation after the signature? There were cameras in the interrogation room, and Pippens wasn't worried. Within fifteen minutes, the handcuffs on the aristocratic woman's hands were loosened, and two policemen escorted her to another viewing room.
Pippons didn't follow up to see it. Standing on the cement road where smoking is allowed, next to the garbage can, he held a portable ashtray and rarely smoked the most expensive "Zhonghua" brand cigarettes.
And the Huabiao next to a building on the cigarette shell is a cross with a wide path and thin sides in his eyes at this time. He took the cigarette case and sighed heavily as he turned his back to the sinking afternoon sun.
The cigarette case was originally a golden Huabiao, but in the backlit place, the surrounding red gnawed away the slanderous wood on the Huabiao (the horizontal piece on the Huabiao. οΌγ Looking alive like a blood cross, only the road that goes straight forward, neither left nor right is the right path to the light.
It was only just now that he had personally prevented two developments. Pippence put away the cigarette case, shook the ash into the ashtray made of fireproof cloth, closed the pouch, and let out a long breath.
The current situation is far more troublesome than he imagined. As long as the nobles breathe a sigh, the commoners will have the power of thunder to bring down the nobles, and they must bring down the nobles; The policeman who rolled up his sleeves and went out to clean up people just now was not a civilian, it was a former soldier who had undergone ideological education and discipline education!
And the commoners who have not accepted these contents will only be more fierce against the nobles, and will not have the slightest scruples and hesitation. This is just like the most famous, the Huabiao in front of the square, the slander wood on it happens to be one big and the other small, which aptly indicates the difference in strength between the two forks in the road on the blood cross now.
And as long as you take a wrong step, or overkill, it will be doomed. Whether the Chinese want to or not, if Elta wants to become a modern country, it must first reconstruct the concept of class, which is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed; And the process of reconstructing classes is exactly such a single-plank bridge. There is no left or right, only straight forward.
Of course, there are also people who are trying to create some wind from the side of the bridge, so that there will be a "rain when the wind is rain" and "make a big news".
"So, if Count Ronaco's family all fails?"
"Yes." Wang Liqun waved the document in his hand and sat down with a smile. "You should have seen this thing in the afternoon, and now it is also available on the public network, so I'll print it out."
"Next time you don't have to print it, you'll leave a record of your visit. So, has it been pointed out that it was Joronaco's coachman who drove drunk and caused the accident? β
"Yes, it's the same as broadcasting." Wang Liqun looked at Han Deshang and pushed his glasses with a smile. "But it's unbelievable, it stands to reason that if this coachman and Ronaco are in an employment relationship, then if the family of the deceased of Ronaco's family can reserve the right to sue the coachman......"
"It's exactly what I thought, I didn't say it here." Han Deshang whistled happily. "The above is trying to bridge the gap and relationship between the nobles and the commoners, and it is even more unlikely that the Ronaco family will find a legal counsel who is willing to work for them......"
"Well, I'm starting to feel your ingenuity." Wang Liqun moved his chair, happily pointed to the folder on Han Deshang's desk and said:
"It's time to open Pandora's box."