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Chapter 1696 Bottom Line (rd update, please subscribe)

As a lawyer, I always go to various places to meet clients.

However, it was Song Yaozu's first time to come to the customs detention room.

After a simple registration, Song Yaozu finally met his client.

This case was commissioned over the phone, and in his opinion it was not difficult at all.

The team manager Wu Minghe sat on a simple chair, looking tired, but there was still a hint of expectation in his eyes.

After Song Yaozu walked in, he said:
"You must be Mr. Wu? I'm your lawyer, Song Yaozu."

"Lawyer Song, I'm glad you're here!"

There was a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in Wu Minghe's voice.

Song Yaozu nodded, motioned him to sit down, and pulled a chair over to sit opposite him. He opened his briefcase, took out a document, and said:

"Manager Wu, I have already started the bail procedures for you. I should be able to let you out soon. However, the situation is a bit complicated right now."

Wu Minghe frowned and asked anxiously:
"What about Bailey? How is he? Can he be bailed together?"

Song Yaozu was silent for a moment, then shook his head:

"The Immigration Department has refused Bailey's request for bail on the basis that he is suspected of being in the country illegally."

"Illegal entry?"

Wu Minghe's voice suddenly rose, his face full of disbelief.

"How is this possible? His work visa is legal! I handled it myself and there were no problems with the procedures! And he is indeed a player employed by our club."

Song Yaozu nodded, his tone calm but with a hint of doubt:
"I also checked Bailey's work visa and it was indeed true. But the attitude of the Immigration Department was very tough and they seemed to have other considerations."

Wu Minghe clenched his fists tightly, looked at the lawyer in front of him and said:
"Lawyer Song, you must help Bailey! He is an excellent player. I went through great pains to sign him!"

Song Yaozu looked at Wu Minghe, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes:
"Manager Wu, don't worry. I will ask the Immigration Bureau for his release. If they still don't agree, I will ask the court to intervene. As long as Bailey's work visa is genuine, there will be no problem with this matter."

Wu Minghe breathed a sigh of relief, but the anxiety in his eyes still remained. He whispered:

"Lawyer Song, this matter... could it be that someone is behind this?"

Song Yaozu frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart. He did feel that something was wrong. The Immigration Bureau would not usually block a person holding a legal work visa from entering the country so harshly, and Bailey was just a football player, so it stands to reason that no one would stop him.

After thinking for a while, Song Yaozu said:
"Manager Wu, no matter what's going on, we will solve the problem according to legal procedures. As long as Bailey's visa is legal, he can enter the country normally."

Wu Minghe nodded, but his expression remained solemn. He whispered:

"Lawyer Song, I'll leave everything to you."

Song Yaozu smiled slightly, with confidence in his tone:

"Manager Wu, don't worry. I have handled many similar cases. As long as there is sufficient evidence, the law will be on our side."

He stood up and said comfortingly:

"Just wait for the bail procedures to be completed. I will deal with Bailey's matter as soon as possible. As long as the work visa is genuine, there will be no problem with this matter."

Wu Minghe forced a smile and nodded: "Thank you, Lawyer Song. I believe you."

Song Yaozu put away the documents and turned to leave the detention room. When he walked out of the customs building, his brows were tightly knitted. Although he looked confident on the surface, his heart was full of doubts.

Why would the Immigration Bureau be so aggressive in blocking the entry of a person holding a legal work visa?
What is the hidden story behind this?
He looked up at the gloomy sky and said to himself:
"As long as the work visa is genuine, there will be no problem with this matter."

He muttered to himself, then walked quickly to the parking lot, ready to take the next step.

However, Song Yaozu did not know at this time that he was facing more than just a simple immigration case.

Song Yaozu stood in the office of the Immigration Bureau, the documents in his hands were slightly wrinkled by his grip. He stared at Lin Shen, a senior agent of the Immigration Bureau, who was sitting opposite him, and said with suppressed anger:

“Agent Lin, I have submitted to you all the necessary documents proving that Bailey’s work visa is legal and valid.

You have no reason to continue detaining him. If you refuse to release him, I will sue the Immigration Bureau in court and ask you to explain why you unreasonably blocked a foreigner holding a legal work visa from entering the country.”

Lin Shen leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands on the table, with a cold expression and no fluctuation in his tone:
"Lawyer Song, you may not be very clear about our work process. We have the power to approve work visas, and we also have the power to revoke a person's work visa. This is our power and our responsibility."

Song Yaozu frowned tightly and raised his voice a little:

"You are abusing your power! There is nothing wrong with Bailey's work visa. Why do you suspect him without any reason? If you have evidence to prove that he has violated the law, please show it! If not, please release him immediately!"

Lin Shen's expression remained calm, even with a hint of sarcasm. He slowly stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to Song Yaozu, and spoke in a low and cold tone:
"Lawyer Song, do you think we are abusing our power? No, we are just using our own way to protect this place. This is not your lawyer's court, this is the Immigration Bureau. We have our own rules and our bottom line."

Song Yaozu clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his tone was still filled with suppressed anger:
"Agent Lin, the law is fair and no one is above the law. If you continue to detain Bailey unreasonably, I will let everyone know how the Immigration Bureau abuses its power!"

Lin Shen turned around and stared at Song Yaozu:
"Lawyer Song, you can file a lawsuit and go to court. But I advise you not to do so. Some things are not as simple as you think. If you insist on intervening, the consequences may make you regret it."

Song Yaozu looked at Lin Shen without flinching and said in a firm tone:
"Detective Lin, I am a lawyer. My duty is to uphold the justice of the law and the rights of the parties involved. No matter what 'rules' or 'bottom lines' you have, as long as they violate the law, I will pursue them to the end."

Lin Shen sneered and shook his head:

"Lawyer Song, you are very courageous, but too naive. Do you think you are upholding justice? No, everything you do is in vain. I will remind you one last time, let it go, some things are not as simple as you think."

"It's simple in my opinion - the law is the law!"

Song Yaozu did not say anything else, but just glanced at Lin Shen, then turned and left the office. His steps were firm, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Lin Shen's words were like a thorn, piercing his heart. He realized that there might be more complicated inside stories behind this matter, but he had no intention of backing down.

When walking out of the Immigration Bureau building, Song Yaozu looked up at the gloomy sky, his mind full of questions. What kind of "rules" made them prevent Pele from entering the country at all costs?

Song Yaozu was thinking over and over in the car, but still couldn't figure it out. He was about to start the car and leave the parking lot when suddenly the passenger door was opened. He was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a dark suit walking in. He looked calm and serious. That man was Senior Agent Lin Shen.

"Agent Lin?" Song Yaozu frowned, with a hint of vigilance in his tone, "What are you doing?"

Lin Shen closed the car door and said calmly:

"Mr. Song, don't be nervous, this is just a private conversation."

Song Yaozu gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling a little uneasy. He didn't say anything, but used his eyes to signal Lin Shen to continue.

Lin Shen took out a document from his pocket and handed it to Song Yaozu: "Pele's work visa has been revoked. He will be deported back to Brazil soon."

Song Yaozu took the document, glanced at it quickly, and his face darkened instantly:

"What rights do you have to revoke his visa? I will prepare materials to sue you!"

Lin Shen seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and his tone remained calm:
“It’s our power.”

"Shit!"

Song Yaozu's voice became louder.
"Haven't we always advocated the introduction of talents over the years? Pele is a top player, his ability is obvious to all! Why should we turn him away?"

Lin Shen glanced at him with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes:
"There are different treatments for bringing in talents. Although some people are indeed talented, they... will not be allowed to enter the country. For example, people like Pele."

Song Yaozu was stunned for a moment, then he understood something and his expression became even uglier: "Because he's black, right?"

Lin Shen did not answer directly, but turned his head slightly and looked out the window. The lights in the parking lot were dim, and there were several car engine sounds in the distance. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly spoke:
"Mr. Song, you should know how serious racial conflicts are in the United States. The riots in Detroit, the terrorist attacks by the Black Panther Party... these are not accidental. We don't want similar things to happen here."

Song Yaozu sneered: "So this is how you 'protect' everyone? You turn away talented people just because of the color of their skin?"

Lin Shen turned his head and looked directly into Song Yaozu's eyes, his tone becoming serious:
"Our job is to prevent some people from entering in order to maintain social stability. This is not aimed at a certain person, but to protect everyone."

"Protect everyone?"

There was sarcasm in Song Yaozu's voice.

"What you call 'protection' is sacrificing individual rights and fairness?"

Lin Shen did not refute, but just sighed softly: "Mr. Song, I know it is difficult for you to accept. But this is the reality. We have to make choices on certain issues."

Song Yaozu was silent for a moment, and his clenched fists slowly loosened. He knew that there was no point in arguing any further. Lin Shen's attitude had already shown that the immigration bureau's decision would not change because of his protest.

"It's not right for you to do this."

Song Yaozu whispered, with disappointment and helplessness in his tone.

Lin Shen did not respond, but opened the car door and prepared to get out. Before leaving, he looked back at Song Yaozu and softened his tone:
"Mr. Song, I understand your feelings. But there are some things that we cannot change."

Then he looked at the lawyer in front of him, thought for a moment and said.

“And I can tell you very clearly that there are issues with how Bailey’s work visa was obtained, and we will continue to investigate.

Moreover, I will never let anyone off. Sometimes rules are rules, and unspoken rules are also rules. Lawyer Song... I hope you can understand this."

After saying that, he closed the car door, turned around and disappeared into the shadow of the parking lot, leaving only Song Yaozu who was somewhat stunned...

(End of this chapter)