Benny Cavill is now distressed.

Sean can always come up with something new for him.

Sean sat back on the couch, lowered his head to trim the cigar in his hand, and when he heard Benny's question, he said loudly without raising his head: "I'm doing justice!" ”

"You speak well to me!" Benny's head was bruised, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

"That's your fault, Benny." Sean put down his cigar and looked at Benny with a serious face, "As a governor, the most important thing is to be happy and angry, you don't believe that you are doing justice and fighting for democratic rights, then, how do you make voters believe?" ”

Sean stretched out his hand and knocked heavily on the coffee table a few times, "What about our New Jersey, it has always been the vote base of the Donkey Party, as the governor, you must have some new ideological labels on you, so as to attract those young people and get the votes in the hands of those young people." ”

"You can't count on those old men, those people, you just kneel down and lick his toes......" Shaun tilted his head, "Well, maybe it really works." ”

Benny slapped his forehead hard, leaned back in his seat, and was silent, Sean was right.

But I don't know why, his hands are very itchy, and he always wants to hit something.

"Okay, okay, hell justice!" Benny muttered for a moment before asking again, "What the hell are you going to do?" ”

"Of course, it's to solve the trouble for the state government!" Sean took a big sip, "Didn't you take the state government's spending on prisoners over the years from you last time, I took a look, and the amount is indeed a bit high, and there is no penny of income." ”

"So what?" Benny looked at Sean with some confusion, "Are you going to donate?" ”

Sean glanced at Benny, "It's okay to donate, but that's not a long-term solution after all!" ”

"I'm going to buy these prisons."

Benny sat up straight and looked at Sean with a look of consternation, he felt he had misheard, "Are you going to prepare a home for yourself in advance?" ”

Sean's face turned black on the spot!

To buy a state prison, you have to communicate with the governor first.

After all, these prisons currently belong to the state government, and this is not to say that Sean can be done with lawsuits, demonstrations, and pressure.

Of course, the state government does feel that prison is a burden, but it is indispensable.

There's nothing wrong with Benny's side, but in the end, how much the state jail will cost is something to be discussed by the state legislature.

After reaching a consensus with the governor, Sean continued to vigorously promote the 'ill-treatment of prisoners' in prisons, and at the same time, demonstrations in the state grew stronger.

To be honest, Sean was just thinking about making his fake wine sell better when he was in a gang, and now he found that after the gang has high control, it is simply too convenient to hold any parade he wants.

There are more than 230 gangs under Sean's control, with 20,000 members, and everyone with friends and relatives can start a few, which allows Sean to launch 200,000 simultaneous demonstrations across the state.

There are less than 8 million people in New Jersey, and these 2.5 percent are marching and demonstrating.

On the other hand, Sean used the power of the New Jersey consortium to persuade the donkey party's legislators to stand up one by one.

……

In an inconspicuous villa, the doors and windows are closed, and the curtains are drawn very tightly in broad daylight.

There were several people gathered in the living room, and everyone looked bad, sitting or standing, holding a cigarette in their hands, and the living room was full of smoke.

"Do you believe why that damn guy 'did justice'?" A man spoke!

"It's a fart! Fuck the human rights, that guy isn't that kind! One person threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot, "He is the biggest executioner in New Jersey, the embodiment of the devil, why doesn't this guy go to hell!" ”

"Then why did he buy the prison?"

Apparently, shortly after Sean left the governor's office, the news leaked out.

Governments are like sieves that never hide any secrets.

"Hell knows, but certainly not for those damn criminals." One person frowned and took a sip hard, and then said with some uncertainty: "It should be to make money, but is there any oil and water on those guys that can be squeezed?" ”

"Not necessarily, Sean's damn guy can squeeze oil out of the garbage!" One of them said with a sneer.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent, and the guy's ability to make money was indeed extraordinary, just a 'blended oil', which not only hung a name for environmental protection, but also completely turned the garbage disposal business into a profit.

Originally, the government had to give money every year, and there was waste incineration power generation as a supplement, so the waste disposal could basically break even, so the 'blended oil' was a pure profit project.

Except for a little bit of labor, there is no cost......

"But, if the prison was really bought by him, then we'll be finished!" One said through gritted teeth.

Prisons have always been the darkest and most opaque places, full of sinful elements, but, because of this, it's very profitable!

It is said that prison is a burden, and here it is said that it is profitable, but this is not contradictory.

It's like the people in poor areas are indeed poor, but this does not delay the government mansions in the slightest.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road!

According to Sean's information, there are more than 40,000 inmates in New Jersey prisons, and the prison system has 50,000 mouths with prison guards and other custodial service personnel.

The prison system is closed and dark, and just to provide food, clothing, shelter and use for these 50,000 people, these people can earn a lot of money every year!

What's more, if you want to live well in prison, you have to pay more money, which is even more oily.

In addition, the tobacco, marijuana, drugs, etc., consumed in the prison are also money.

If Sean buys prisons on a large scale, it is to cut the flesh on them, and it is likely to expose all the things in the previous darkness, then the impact will be even greater!

It's just that the ghost knows that someone will hit the idea of going to jail, this is simply not human!

"That guy must not be allowed to succeed!" Everyone nodded.

"It's just, what can we do? Now that there are people marching and demonstratoring outside, Sean still has the support of the New Jersey consortium, and those lawmakers can't bear this pressure. ”

Although they make a lot of money every year, they are just rats in the sewers, and they can't appear in the sun.

There really aren't many ways!

"I think about it, I think about it, prisons, yes, prisons are part of the rule of law, we in the United States are a country with a rule of law, how can a part of the law be in private hands!"

"Yes, yes, the legal system, the legal system, the legal system is not a tool used to make private profits!"

"Very well-said, this is a retrogression of the legal system, this is an insult to the law!"

"We must not let this kind of thing go into heat!"

A group of people found a reason and became impassioned, as if they were the messengers of justice and the nemesis of evil!

Sean:???

……

Collect money from people and eliminate disasters with people!

This is a true truth through the ages.

There is something less 'harmonious' in this condemnation of prisons.

A Republican lawmaker said in an interview: "There are some things that are not so satisfying in prisons, and we know that, but I would say that things are developing, and prison construction cannot be done overnight." ”

"Every year, the state invests so much in the prison system, and the problem of insufficient funds and insufficient police force has always objectively existed, which is also irrefutable."

"However, what I want to say is that we should not only blame and complain when we encounter problems, but also find ways to face and solve them, for example, we can set up an organization to monitor the prison system to strengthen supervision, so that the prison can also be bathed in the sun, so that these bad things will slowly disappear."

"Otherwise, what else can we do, we can't let the prison become a private company, right?"

"This is simply ridiculous, prisons are part of the construction of the legal system, and the legal system cannot become a tool for private profit, this is an insult to the law, and it is also a great injustice!"

The congressman spoke eloquently, and the suggestions he gave were still somewhat constructive and feasible.

In particular, the question he finally raised, 'prisons cannot be operated privately', made many people smell something different.

The phrase "prisons are a part of the legal system and cannot be used as a tool for private profit" has also made headlines in major media.

Sean saw the news in the newspaper at breakfast the next day, and after reading it, his face completely darkened, and he was not in the mood to eat!

His instincts told him that he had said it on purpose, that he had never thought that what he said in the governor's office would be completely secret, and that the next day there was such a voice, and it would be hellish to say that it wasn't directed at him!

Hah, this is deliberately against him!?

"Damn, it's something that doesn't measure up to his strength, it's for him to dare to do this!" Sean swore and stood up, stopped eating, and ordered someone to call Armstrong over.

"Tell me, what's going on with this guy, who made him say that, and who's doing things behind his back!" Sean would never allow anyone to sabotage his private prison plans.

He knew it was too big!

"This ......" Armstrong was also a little blind when he read the newspaper, he didn't have much impression of the Republican congressman, "I'll arrange for someone to check it out immediately!" ”

"Immediately, immediately!" Sean ordered.

"The legal system can't be a tool for private profit, ha, the spicy one next door is just a fart."

"Am I being too merciful?" Sean tilted his head to look at Torre standing beside him.

Jeff went to preside over Cartagena's 'street council', and Sean transferred another person to his side, Torre.

Torre is a strong black man, nearly 2 meters tall, with knotted muscles, and a strong man who can carry an M134 six-tube Gatling in one hand.

But if you think that he only has muscles and no brains, it would be wrong, this guy was a chicken thief when he was on the battlefield.

"You are indeed too merciful!" Torre nodded in agreement, "After all, you are the 'messenger of justice' and 'crime buster', and people with justice in their hearts are always merciful, but they will also be underestimated by those evil guys and bullied. ”

"Ha, hahaha." Sean looked at Torre with a serious look and laughed out loud, if Jonas and Jeff were here, they would just roll their eyes or heckle along.

Torre smiled innocently, looking honest and honest, who would doubt that such a stupid big man would tell a lie.

"By the way, are you looking for a wife?" Sean suddenly became a little curious.

Torre smiled innocently, "Don't worry, let's see who gives me a baby first." ”

Sean:......

Damn, I know you're not a good thing.

Being by Torre like this, Sean's mood suddenly improved a lot, put down the newspaper, and continued to eat.

Sure enough, the most important thing to be a man is to be happy.

……

"Cut the phone line!" Armstrong was very angry when he was reprimanded by Sean, and personally led a team to investigate the Elephant Party congressman named House Norman.

After a while, the intelligence team members disguised as telephone companies went up and knocked on the door, "We found that your phone is faulty, come and fix it." ”

"Oh, yes." The hostess looked the man in front of her up and down.

Looked about 30 years old, in good health, masculine in appearance, the hostess got out of the way and let people in.

The BFIPU man walked over to the phone, carefully disassembled it, and put a small monitor inside.

When I saw someone coming in, I immediately connected the phone line.

It's just that when he bent over and worked seriously, the hostess in her 40s next to him sat on the sofa and looked sideways at him.

'What a strong gluteus maximus'

'A man who works hard is so handsome'

The hostess unconsciously rubbed her thighs, bit her lower lip, and reached out to unbutton the clothes on her chest twice.

Stood up and walked to the staff, propped his hands on the table, raised his head, and whispered, "Is my phone broken?" ”

"It's a bit of an old saying, it's not a big problem." The person from the intelligence group said casually, but he accidentally tilted his head, and his eyes naturally looked into the wide open neckline.

The hostess looked like a lover of nature, and she was not dressed inside, and two evil things hung in the air.

I don't know if it's because the room is a little hot, the hostess's skin is slightly red, and as she speaks, it swayes and swayes.

The people of the intelligence group stiffened their hands, and subconsciously licked their lips, are you testing me!

As if she didn't see it, the hostess raised her hand and stroked her hair, leaned over again, put half of her body on the intelligence officer's arm, and stretched out her head to look at the phone, "Yes, then can you help me fix him?" ”

"Of course, of course." The people of the intelligence group coughed lightly, and the movements of their hands quickly accelerated, and they quickly put the phone on, and then stood up straight, "Okay." ”

The hostess lowered her head slightly, and at a glance saw the other party's raised tent, "Wow, you are so powerful." ”

Reaching out and grabbing the other party's arm, the hostess stretched out her tongue and slowly licked her lips, and said in a numb voice: "My water pipe is also broken, can you help me?" ”

"Ma'am, I'm honored!"

……

"Why hasn't it come out yet, it's been 20 minutes!?" The villa was not far away, and Armstrong, who was in the car, frowned.

There shouldn't be a problem, they've done this many times.

After waiting for another 20 minutes, Armstrong was really anxious, and when he was about to send someone down to check the situation, the door of the villa opened, and the young man from the intelligence group walked out.

In the car, Armstrong clearly saw that the people in the group waved cordially to the hostess.

His instinct to engage in intelligence all year round told him that there was a problem!

"What's going on, why is it so long?" As soon as they got into the car, several people in the car looked over.

"Ahem." The member of the firing group coughed lightly, reached out and patted the muscles on his thighs, "I have made great sacrifices for my work. ”

"Poof!"

"Hahahaha"

Several people in the car burst into laughter instantly, and everyone understood in a word.

"Damn Fake, you can also look at that old woman!" Armstrong scolded with a laugh.

"It's different, head, it's different, identity, and most importantly, isn't it?"

"Think about it, in our councilor's house, in his bed, the councilor's wife, Farke, it's too enjoyable!"

"If it's the president's wife, even if it's 60 years old, I think it's good!"

"Quick, tell us what the councilor's wife tastes like." A few people in the car made a fuss.

"Horse fork worm, special horse fork worm!"

"Shit!" Armstrong scolded, but this matter is not a big problem, and next time there is a reason to come to the door and get the bug back.

In the evening, Congressman House Norman returned, and Armstrong immediately turned on the electronic jamming equipment in the car.

The power is not large, and the big brother can also play, but the signal is intermittent, the sound is noisy, and it is very unstable.

This is to force the other party to use the home phone.

On the other side, Sean finds Gilbert, a House congressman who is a New Jersey congressman after all, and many of his bank transactions go from Ocean First.

Sean's face, Gilbert is definitely going to give, besides, it's not a big deal.

He doesn't say, who knows.

On the other hand, Jonas cooperated with another group of members of the intelligence team to closely monitor the people, relatives and friends that House Norman came into contact with on weekdays.

In New Jersey now, if Sean wants to check a person's background, there is no problem at all!

The topic of 'prisons are part of the construction of the legal system and cannot be used as a tool for private profit', under the guidance of Sean's deliberate instructions, has become a big debate about whether private individuals can buy prisons, so that the state government can get rid of this huge burden, and at the same time, whether it can improve the environment in prisons.

New Jersey is Sean's home base, how could he not tighten his grip on New Jersey.

Although the acquisition of the TV station has not yet had time to be carried out, the newspaper and Sean have already secretly acquired a few.

They are relatively small newspapers.

But just to guide the topic, coupled with Sean's financial support, is still not a big problem.

In a few days, Sean basically checked the details of this House Councilor.

In fact, it is not difficult that the people who oppose Sean's acquisition of the prison must be a group of people who seek benefits in the current prison system.

The range is not large, and it is easy to find in this case.

Looking at the information in his hand, Sean sneered disdainfully, "A bunch of garbage, garbage carried away by greed." ”

There were several prison wardens, several businessmen specializing in food and household goods, and a drug offender.

Several prison wardens have worked in the system for decades and have a wide range of contacts, and the entire for-profit system is centered around them, weaving into a network of interests that covers all prison systems.

It's just that to be honest, looking at the data above, Sean feels ridiculous.

The state's spending on the entire prison system is only $120 million a year, and it is less than $3,000 per person per year to spread out among the state's more than 40,000 inmates.

Mental arithmetic, Sean was slightly stunned, and his brain was uncontrollably converted to the rabbit's side, 85 years, 250 dollars a month for one person......

Forget it, it can't be compared to rabbits.

Removing the minimum basic overhead, how much oil and water can be scraped out of a person!?

Sean calculated the account, the government investment is so much, plus the money from prisoners and their families, there is a total of 100 million US dollars a year, not to mention the entire prison system to share the profits.

Their small clique doesn't have much to share.

"Smack!" Throwing the information in his hand on the table, "I don't share the sky with the poison!" ”

"Bill, tonight, I'm going to see that pan-poisoned guy."

Bill made an OK gesture!

Sean thought for a moment and shouted in the back, "Everyone, try to catch it alive, I'm talking about everyone!" ”

Two battle groups, an insignificant clash.

This kind of skirmish, Sean is not in the mood to pay attention.

This small pan-drug gang is not a small gang because it mainly supplies prisoners in the prison and does not sell it to the outside world, and it only supplies at a fixed time on weekdays, and there are very few things to do, and the people are relatively scattered.

The two combat teams are spread out, each targeting one target.

Walking on the road alone, he suddenly felt that something was on his waist, and before he could react, the current surged, and the person was directly numbed by electricity, and his body was supported by someone and dragged directly into the car next to him.

One person was drinking at a bar, felt the urgency to urinate and went to the toilet, and never came back.

A person was sleeping at home, the door was opened, and in his sleep, the ether-stained cloth was buckled on his face, and after struggling for a while, he passed out, including the woman next to him.

A person had just pushed the car door and was about to get out of the car, when a car suddenly jumped next to him, and someone got back into the car, the car was driven away, and the person disappeared without a trace.

……

The small gang of 8 people completely disappeared overnight, leaving no clues.

His eyes swept over the eight people who were caught at the base and knelt neatly in front of him, and Sean snorted in his mouth, "Pan poison, do you know if you are illegal." ”

"You don't want to be low-key and fucking provoke me by doing this kind of thing?"

"Tell me, I'm curious, who gave you the courage to sabotage my plans?"

"What's the matter, do you think I'm Shaun and can't find that you're behind the scenes, or do you think I, Sean, are good at talking?"

Until this moment, the arrested drug dealer leader did not know who he had been arrested.

A look of incredulity was written on his face, "How could you possibly find me!?" ”

He had no contact with local gangs in New Jersey at all, and every drug deal was sent to the prison with food, and no one knew of his existence except for a few wardens and a few people who did business.

"Huh." Sean sneered and felt a little boring, he didn't know how thick the sky was.

Do you really think that if you don't contact the local gang, you won't be able to find anyone?

Fuck, don't you know that money goes back and forth?

The money allocated by the government is all transferred from the bank to the prison, and then from the prison, the bank transfer records can directly catch the few businessmen who supply daily necessities to the prison.

Now that you have found a businessman, is it still difficult to find a few people who have been close to a few people?

Even if you try to use cash as much as possible, if you use the bank once, it will leave a trace!

In addition, there is always a meeting, there is always a call, not to mention, the money of these people has to be cleaned from a few merchants before it can enter the private account.

Is it hard to find someone?

He is not a police officer, and he is not prepared to take them to court, but he must pursue the reasonable and legal evidence obtained and the reasonable and legal channels of obtaining it.

I'm a fucking mafia!

Sean lost interest in an instant, and turned to walk away, leaving only one sentence before leaving.

"Electrocution, waterboarding, knock out what they know, and don't cause any damage to the body."

After leaving the base, Torre frowned and asked, "Why can't you cause any damage to your body?" Boss, you're going to hand people over to the police? ”

If he doesn't understand, he asks, he knows that he is being cultivated by Sean's side.

"Why bother the police, the police are also busy." Sean said with a smile: "After asking clearly, send it to train your fighting skills, and then go back to the ring to fight life and death, only one person can live life and death!" ”

"Remember, even a piece of paper is valuable, and even dog shit can be used to make fertilizer."

"Life and death, the kind that will definitely die, at least create more than one million benefits, isn't this fragrant?"

"Incense!" Torre sticks out a thumbs up, the boss is still ruthless, worthy of being a man who squeezes oil from the garbage heap.

Now it's all over New Jersey, Sean, a man who can squeeze oil out of the garbage!

Capitalist?

The capitalists were in tears when they saw it!

"Well, it is estimated that those who did not die by that time will be scrapped, and they will all be sent to the power plant to burn, why don't they send out a few kilowatt-hours of electricity!"

Torre: (*-'w′-) people

Poisoners or something, in Sean's opinion, are all fake and ruthless, and sure enough, the next morning, the confessions of these guys arrived on Sean's desk.

"Investigate it separately, and hand it over to the police what can be used as legal evidence, and hand it over to the newspaper if it can't be used as evidence." Sean picked up the milk on the table and drank it in one gulp before continuing: "Stir up this matter, our people have the right to know!" ”

"Look, look at how dark the prison really is now!"

"Prisoners are also human beings and our compatriots!"

"So many of our compatriots are living in dire straits."

"Can I, Sean, watch it?"

"Can't!"

"Free the prisoners, from now on!"

Originally, based on the connections and connections of several prison wardens, the procuratorate would not have prosecuted them.

Everyone in the internal system knows that they have a problem, but I don't prosecute.

Officials protect each other, and the whole world is the same.

However, some people have come forward to expose that at a time when the public's eyes are focused on prison-related issues, even if it is just a few small newspapers that have exposed the corruption of a few prison wardens.

Because the exposed material was too real, the big newspapers quickly followed suit, and immediately, the wave inevitably took shape.

Of course, if you want to promote the prosecution, this is much slower, and it is very troublesome to just investigate and collect evidence.

Even if you know the result and then push back the answer, it is difficult to make the forensic means legal.

It's like the Simpsons, that's a win for money.

Fortunately, the money of those prison wardens came from the wrong way, although it was laundered, that is, they had paid taxes, but if they carefully investigated the source of their funds, they could find flaws.

Traces of money laundering.

Xian Qian is a crime in itself!

Besides, with their financial resources, they can't afford to hire a fantasy lawyer like Simpson.

On one side, the prosecution of several prison wardens was promoted, and on the other side, Sean sent the relevant information of several businessmen directly to the IRS.

Hindering Sean's fortune...... This reactionary little gang that obstructs Sean's 'justice' is completely finished!

But Sean is not in a hurry, he wants a trend, as long as there is a trend, he can buy those prisons from the state government.

……

The news in the newspapers and media was very loud, and the three old prison wardens were not blind.

After so many years of ups and downs in the system, although it is far inferior to Sean in terms of money, status, and connections, it is not difficult to receive news that someone is investigating them.

Needless to say, they know who moves their hands.

It's not going to court, so it's enough to be free to testify.

"Son of a bitch, he's going to let us die!" Several old families secretly gathered together, and as soon as they met, an old man with only a few gray hairs roared loudly with a hideous face.

Although Sean just wants to take them to court, how they once knew about those prisoners, if they are put in prison, the fate can be imagined.

It's better to die outside!

Sean didn't take them seriously, but they still value themselves very much!

"Is there any other way?" An old man with white hair sat on the sofa with a golden sword, looking at the other three.

Several people shook their heads after being silent for a while, they all knew the law, they knew what they had done, no matter what kind of lawyer they hired, it was useless to go to prison, it was nothing more than the length of time.

Not to mention whether they can live until the end of their sentences, just thinking about being locked up with those garbage, maggots, and scum in their eyes, they are absolutely not unacceptable.

It was once so high, a God in prison, and one day it will fall to that point...... Humiliation!

Not everyone is afraid of death, there are some things, for some people, more terrible than death!

They can accept other punishments, but what is absolutely unacceptable is to be put in prison and rather die!

"Dead ...... Heh, hehe. An old man let out a low, hoarse laugh in his throat.

"I hope to see him by my side in hell!"

"People are born sinful, and those guys in prison are sinful and unrepentant, so what's wrong with punishing them?"

"I am punishing the guilty for the Lord!"

"Just those poor children, hoping that they will be guided by the Lord."

"Let's explain the rest of the story!" The white-haired old white man looked at the other two and said in a firm tone: "Sean, that's a devil, kill this devil, the Lord will let me go to heaven!" ”

The old white man sitting on the sofa lowered his head slightly and drew a cross on his body.

He was a devout believer!

……

Ghost weather, it's too cold, only 15°