Reborn as a Police Officer in India

Chapter 91 To replenish the body
Gosa didn't expect that someone would come to collect debts as soon as the director arrived. What was going on?

Moreover, this guy has calculated the amount to the nearest few rupees. How does this old bastard remember it so clearly?
I messed up this time.

"Director, I have accounts, I have account books." The boss ignored Gesa and took out small notebooks from his pocket, one, two...

He took out five books in total and placed them on Rawdon's desk.

Luo Dun opened a book expressionlessly.

"Look, Chief, here are all the signatures from the police station. Look, this is the most recent one." The boss took out the latest small notebook, opened a page, and pointed at the signatures. "This is Captain Bansal signed on December 12rd for 3 rupees, and this is Chief Munda signed on December 20th for 12 rupees."

"Yes, the deputy director." Huba's face also turned ugly.

It would be fine if he called me the director at other times, but now the director is sitting here. What would the director think if I called him that in front of him?
Of course, all these records have been turned out, and I feel a little embarrassed.

In the past, everyone was used to drinking tea and keeping accounts. When the boss came to ask for money, he would procrastinate in various ways. There was really no other way, so he would just give him part of the money and send him away.

After so many years, they have owed so much, and many of them were owed before they came here.

It has been so long that they don’t know how much money they owe.

"Pay whatever is owed," Rawdon said gravely, "Send the finance guy over here."

"Director, there is no money in the bureau," said Huba.

"No money?" Roton immediately remembered that this was a rural police station and it was unlikely that there would be much money.

"How much is in the account?" Rawdon asked again.

"No," Gosa said hastily. "Not a single rupee. We had several thousand rupees, but since you were coming, we'd have used all that money to tidy up your place and buy some supplies."

Roton opened his mouth wide, no way?
Looking at his boss who was staring at him eagerly, Luoton felt depressed. What was going on?

He knew that the police station in the rural area was in poor condition, for example, the building was dilapidated, which was fine, but there was no money in the account. Wouldn't that mean all the police station's funding was gone?
Luo Dun took out all the money from his pocket, 500 rupees, and handed it to the boss, saying, "Take these for now. Please give me some time for the rest."

"Director, this is your own money, you can't do that." Huba and the other two shouted hurriedly.

Luo Dun glared at them, then asked the boss, "Do you think this is okay?"

Of course, his money cannot be used to pay back. Although he has 100,000 rupees from Itas, he must distinguish between public and private matters.

The advance payment of 500 rupees is just to get rid of the boss first. The rest can only be dealt with after getting funds from the higher-level police station.

And it is impossible to pay it off all at once. Luoton knows very well that even if he goes there himself, the funding given by the higher-ups is limited. It is basically just for maintaining the daily operations of the police station, and it is difficult to have any surplus for other purposes. This is the real situation of grassroots police stations.

Of course, Roton still had to see the boss's attitude. If he agreed so easily, it meant that this guy was here to collect the debt. If he refused to give up, then there would be a problem.

For example, some local guys secretly instructed it, or maybe some people in the police station wanted to give the new chief a warning?

"Okay, okay, thank you, Director." The boss expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

He heard that the new director had arrived, so he came over to discuss some outstanding debts.

To be honest, he didn't have much hope. After all, he knew the situation at the police station very well and he really couldn't afford to pay much money.

But he has a hard time since he owes so much.

Unexpectedly, the new director gave him 500 rupees. Of course he was happy, as it was better to have something than nothing.

"Are you not leaving yet?" Gosa drove the boss out.

"Wait, why is my cup of tea so expensive?" Rotun stopped the boss who was about to leave.

"Director, your status is different, so the tea has a special recipe from my shop and several precious medicinal herbs added to it. Don't worry, it's good for your health. Previous directors all said it was good after drinking it, and I guarantee you will say it's good too." The boss said with a smile.

When the boss said this, Huba and others' cheeks trembled and their expressions were a little weird.

But no one said anything. "You old bastard, you're looking for trouble right after the new director takes office. Are you looking for death?" Gosa cursed his boss as he walked out of Roden's office.

The boss didn't seem to be afraid. He just said with a bitter face, "My Captain Bansel, you are really talking without any hesitation. If you continue to owe money like this, my small tea shop will go bankrupt."

"Okay, stop crying to me. Also, don't give the director your special formulas anymore. The director is so young and young. Do you think you are the directors before?" said Gosa.

"What's the problem? Drinking it will strengthen your body. And I think the new director is not short of money, so I believe he won't sell on credit. Why not sell it at a high price?" The boss said, "Captain Bansel, would you like to come to my tea shop and sit down? I can make you a cup of nourishing tea."

"Get lost! I'm still strong and healthy." Gosa said angrily. "Don't let this happen again. At least tell me. You're such an old bastard! Get lost now! Don't let me see you again for the next few days. I'll beat you up every time I see you."

After saying that, Gosa kicked the boss.

The boss dodged for a while, but couldn't avoid it completely. However, he was not angry. He patted the place where he was touched, laughed and left.

The tea shop owner was very familiar with the people at the police station. Although he was owed a lot of money, even if he didn't get the money, he still earned a little bit of hard work fee.

After all, the police station is a stable big customer.

"Director, don't just say there's no money in the account. Everyone's salary in the bureau has been in arrears." In the office, Huba introduced some of the bureau's financial problems to Luoton.

"How much do you owe?" Roton frowned. This was a big problem.

However, Roton was sure that the tea shop owner was not someone who was deliberately trying to deceive him, otherwise he would not have been able to get rid of him with just 500 rupees.

"For the past three months, everyone has only received half their salary," Huba said. "I once went to the sub-district police station to talk to the finance officer. They promised me money, but I haven't seen any money."

Luoton understood that since there had been no director for the past three months, Huba, the deputy director, had obviously been neglected and was not taken seriously by his superiors.

This also shows that Deputy Director Huba really has no power and no one above him.

The reason he was able to become the deputy director was because there were many Dalit communities here, and also because the government wanted to put on a good show and create the impression that low-caste untouchables could also become deputy inspectors and deputy directors.

"Pah~~"

The office immediately became dim, and the lights that were originally on went out.

"The light bulb is broken?" Rawdon was stunned.

The office is very dim and we have to turn on the lights during the day. There's no other way because it's an old building and the lighting is poor.

However, Roton heard a commotion outside. Could it be that the light outside was also broken?
"There's a power outage, Chief." Huba said with a wry smile.

"There's a power outage. How long will it take?" asked Roton.

Roton was certainly aware of the unstable power shortage in India.

Even in Mumbai, power outages are common.

"Chief, the power to our police station has been cut off." Huba could only bite the bullet and explain, "Our police station hasn't paid the electricity bill for half a year..."

Luoton was dumbfounded. The tea shop owner still owed him a lot of money, even the electricity bill.

"Go ahead and tell me everything you owe me." Rotun took a deep breath and said.

"We still owe a lot of money for gas. They don't buy on credit anymore. Three of the motorcycles in the bureau are broken down and out of gas," Huba said. "Director, everyone is excited about you bringing these motorcycles, but when the gas runs out, there's no money to buy more."

Roden was silent.

Harreg's condition was much worse than he had expected.

If the water here wasn't tap water, Rotten dared to say that given the police station's financial situation, the water would have to be cut off.

(End of this chapter)