Reborn as a Police Officer in India

Chapter 22 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey

After receiving the 200 rupees, Love was in a very good mood.

But thinking about the fact that he would have to pay the deputy director 5 rupees, his heart was bleeding.

The deputy director said that this time, in order to get the position of police chief, he had first used 5 rupees to build relationships with the Inspector General.

For this, Love was extremely grateful to the deputy director. Although 5 rupees was a huge sum of money for him, he felt it was totally worth it when he thought about the benefits that would come after the promotion.

A sheriff in his 30s is not like a sheriff like Bud who is about to retire and has no potential. He has huge potential.

I still have a few decades left, and with the support of the deputy director, I have a great chance of advancing to the level of assistant deputy inspector, or even higher.

After all, the deputy director has the Inspector General as his backer, and he will definitely be able to get a higher position in the future, so I can naturally benefit from it.

Moreover, the deputy director was very considerate and knew his difficulties. He agreed to let him pay off the debt in two years without interest. He was such a good man. What else could be said about following such a deputy director? Luo Fu felt that he could go through fire and water for the deputy director.

But Luofu didn't know that at that time, Gert gave Xishiji 3 yuan, and the difference of 2 yuan was earned by Gert himself.

Love quickly walked to a nearby fruit stall.

"Officer!" The vendor hurriedly picked up the bananas he was selling and respectfully handed them to Love.

Luo Fu took the peel and took a bite: "You should pay."

"Oh, officer, you forgot that I just paid the money for the next three months yesterday." The peddler said hurriedly.

"I haven't forgotten." Luo Fu said calmly, "Now I'm collecting the money for the next three months."

"This...this?" The vendor was at a loss. "Officer, you can't do this."

He runs a small business, and it was not easy for him to raise three months' worth of protection fees yesterday. Now he needs another three months. How can he afford it?

Luo Fu's face darkened, and he threw the remaining half of the banana directly at the vendor's face: "If you don't pay, get out of here."

"Officer, please~~" the vendor clasped his hands together and begged.

But Love completely ignored him and kicked over his stall, and the fruits rolled all over the floor.

Luo Fu also stepped hard on the fruits a few times, crushing them into pieces in an instant.

The hawker could only cry. He didn't dare to resist because the other party was a policeman.

"Listen carefully, prepare the money for the next three months tomorrow." Luo Fu glanced at the other vendors around him. This was a warning, to scare the monkeys.

These vendors looked as pale as death. Life was already difficult for them, and now they were being exploited by the police.

But no one dared to speak. Their first reaction was not to resist, but to wonder whether they should hand it over. If not, where could they sell it?
And how much better can the police be elsewhere?

Who can guarantee that police in other places are not like this, or even worse?

"Okay, you're asking for trouble." Rotun found it funny.

Luo Fu has been blinded by money recently. If he doesn't restrain himself at this time, he will become even worse.

Roton had already seen that this time Fia had already signaled the photographer to turn on the camera, and the entire scene was captured.

"Ms. Mishra, he's truly an exception," Rawdon said hastily. "He's been acting arrogantly in the police station..."

Fia found it funny to see how Rawdon wanted to protect the police station.

She has come into contact with many grassroots police officers recently, and as of now, the one in front of her is more pleasing to the eye.

She couldn't say much about the rest, but judging by his speech and behavior, he didn't seem like a low-level police officer at all, and she could completely understand Rowton wanting to protect the police station, after all, Rowton was one of it.

"You can get a promotion even with this?" At this point, Fia glanced at Roden's epaulettes. "I saw the footage of you on the beauty pageant stage. You were a first-class police officer back then, right? How come you didn't get a promotion even with such achievements?"

"This?" Rotten didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Although he wanted to expose the Inspector General's obstruction, he still rationally held back.

Although the woman in front of him had great power and could make the Inspector General embarrassed with just one word, there was no reason for her to help him.

Besides, it is not easy to tell outsiders about this kind of thing, after all, it is an internal police matter.

"I understand." Feiya didn't ask any more questions. In her opinion, with Roden's previous contribution, a promotion to the next level was a very normal thing.

And now, it is clear that Roton did not get the promotion, so where did the spot go?

Considering the guy who was about to be promoted, Fia had reason to believe that Rotun's spot must have been taken away by this guy using some special means.

It’s hard to say for Rawdon, but it must be related to the higher-ups in the police department.

She was just an outsider, and she could understand that Rotun would definitely not dare to tell her the truth.

Fia is well aware that using connections to benefit one's own people happens not only in the police station but also in other places.

Look at this guy in front of me, he is so arrogant and domineering. It is impossible to say that he has no backing in the police station.

She had been too lazy to film some of the illegal acts of the police officers before, but this guy could still be used as material to reveal some of the internal networks of the police station, and probably all kinds of financial interests.

At this time, Luo Dun's cell phone rang.

"Sorry, I have to take a call." Roton looked at the number and was a little surprised.

He walked aside and pressed the answer button: "Can't contact Bud? He's not with me. Don't worry, I'll find a way to contact him..."

The call was from Bud's wife. Her son had been in a car accident and she called Bud, but the call was not connected.

Then Rotten also called Bud, but his phone was turned off.

He hurriedly called his colleague who was on a mission with Bud today, and finally got in touch with Bud. It turned out that Bud's phone was out of battery.

Luo Dun asked him to go home quickly.

"Ms. Mishra," Rawdon said as he walked back to Feiya and her group. "You guys want to film the realities of grassroots police officers, right?"

"Of course, is that even necessary?" Fia said, "But you've been evading and fabricating lies all the time. Of course, I'm not talking about you, but the higher-ups in the police department."

"So, are you interested in taking a look at the family situation of a grassroots police officer?" asked Rawdon.

Roton's words made Fia's eyes light up. This was indeed a good direction.

Recently, several TV stations have taken separate actions, mainly filming the law enforcement process and some illegal behaviors of grassroots police officers, and rarely involving other aspects.

Speaking of which, these groups were secretly competing with each other to see who could shoot the best content.

As for the best criterion, it is mainly based on the standards used in Delhi, that is, to see who films more police violations and behaves more badly.

But Fiya thought about what the director had told them before they came to Mumbai. It was obvious that they couldn't be as serious in Mumbai as in Delhi.

Some things need to be kept in moderation, especially the various bad behaviors of grassroots police officers. There are too many such scenes and they are nothing new.

So Luo Dun's words made her very interested.

Speaking of which, the original intention of this documentary was to include the daily life of grassroots police officers, but everyone's attention was focused on how to dig out the black material of the police. After all, this is more explosive and attracts more attention, so the part of the police's life was completely ignored, causing myself and other groups to not think about this aspect at all.

Fia discussed it with the other two people in English.

Roton could tell that Fia spoke very standard British English, pure and authentic, while the other two spoke Indian English that was full of curry flavor.

Fia's background is obviously not simple. Many children of wealthy upper-caste people have experience studying abroad, such as in the UK, so their English does not have an Indian accent.

Luo Dun lived in India for more than ten years in his previous life, so he is familiar with curry-flavored English and can even speak it.

The other two, obviously led by Fia, quickly agreed.

Before leaving, Fia went over and gave a few hundred rupees to the vendor whose stall was kicked over by Love.

Roton saw it all and didn't expect that this noble lady from a high caste could be so humane and compassionate, which was rare.

However, this scene was also seen by Love, who had just walked not far away.

He saw Rotun, and then he saw Fia beside Rotun and the man carrying the camera.

At this moment, Luo Fu's heart sank and he broke out in a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)