Blackstone Code Chapter 909: Mr. Lynch who encountered unspoken rules
I don't know you guys. It's a very simple sentence, and that's what bar security guards often say.
Every day there are some idiots who think they can fool the security guard, they will bring the chick in through the VIP passage, put a fake name, pretend to be a VIP who may look a bit similar to them, and try to get through.
This trick can sometimes be useful, for example, when new security guards arrive, they may not remember the appearance of every VIP.
Some VIPs may not have come for a few months, or longer, so the security guards will ask them to show their VIP cards.
No one doesn't carry that kind of thing, in this age of gangs, there's a saying
During the day, the police police the city.
Gangs rule the world at night!
Most of the security guards in the bar have more or less connections with local gangs, and it is not easy for anyone to run such a place, and no one will challenge them in such a place.
To this day.
The security guard stepped up and raised his hand to stop them, "Sorry, I don't"
He wanted to say "I don't know you guys, please show your VIP card", but he didn't think these people looked like they were there for entertainment.
But it is such a sentence, and there is no chance to finish it.
The guy at the front held his arm in a way he could barely understand, and while twisting his body to one side, he kicked the anti-knuckle of his leg.
The whole body knelt down on one leg as if he was actively kneeling down, his body and head pressed down infinitely, and the severe pain even made him think his arm was about to fall off!
Just as he was about to say something sternly, a cold thing appeared on the back of his head, and he knew what it was.
He slowly raised his other hand, retracted the other leg that was on the ground, knelt on the ground with both knees, and then slowly fell down.
Doing this job is just to make myself look more "gangster", and sometimes people he knows can get a VIP channel from him, of course VIP treatment is impossible.
This also made him a "man with a way" in the eyes of many friends, and he never thought of giving his young life to a gang or a bar owner.
Fighting between gangs is not a fight between cops and thieves, it really kills!
His body is shaking slightly, in stark contrast to his strong appearance, but how many people can remain calm when a gun is pointed at their heads?
It's not a lunatic, it's a fool!
Others continue to dash inside quickly, and the privacy of the VIP passage means that no one pays attention to anything that happens here.
A group of people entered the bar with a clear goal, and they knew where the two were before they acted.
Kicking the door, covering each other, and raising the gun to pre-fire when you enter the door, all the actions are standard as learned in the Marine and Land Stormtrooper courses.
"Hands up!"
Soldiers in civilian clothes entered the room, civilian scientists and civilian scientists were standing in front of the strippers, and the air seemed to freeze.
All occasions in the Federation are prohibited from being recruited. Using money to buy happiness is an illegal business in the Federation. This means that it is illegal to operate this kind of behavior as a business.
Actually if there is a lady who needs some financial help and someone is willing to help her, it is not a transaction that is a business purpose.
Like in a strip club, any service that exceeds the limit is also not allowed, but there are items allowed.
For example, from a judicial point of view, only the communication of special organs will be judged as a necessary process for the exchange of body fluids. If these organs are not used, it is not considered a response.
Hands, mouths, etc. don't count. Judges don't think it's an answer just because someone touches them. Sometimes the federal judiciary is still very flexible.
Right now, the two of them are doing this. They were stunned at first, maybe they have never experienced such an embarrassing scene in their lives.
Immediately afterwards, the scalp tightened, and the anger became powerless in front of the black muzzles.
"Get dressed, everyone!"
The leading stormtrooper officer glanced at the **** her knees, who might be the target of the connection.
The three did not dare to resist when they were pointed at the gun. They were quickly taken out of the bar. Only at this time did the bar realize that something had happened and a girl was taken away.
They tried to catch up to the group, but when they saw the special license plate, the bartender told them to turn back.
Military license plate.
You can offend a lot of people in the Commonwealth, but some people you can't offend because they don't make sense.
And they are not just as simple as being unreasonable, you have no place to reason after they are unreasonable, this is the military.
Several cars quickly disappeared into the night. The bar owner was silent for a while after learning about this, and did not pursue further investigations. He even encouraged a few of the security guards who showed that they saw the identity of these people as soldiers and voluntarily surrendered. sentence.
If this idiot pulls a gun, his bar will be smashed into a sieve.
As for the guests who were taken away?
That's not a problem anymore, as a legitimate businessman, he also hates various criminal organizations
Two hours later, the three were sent to the security area, where there was really no one to save them.
Of course, they also have to face a problem they don't even know.
Who contacted you, where do you plan to send the information, and what conditions did the other party promise
Trembling stripper who do you serve, have they handed over the information to you, and have you sent the information out and explained the person behind you
The military didn't use punishment, and they seemed to know very well that this was purely because Lynch was unhappy with them, so they would be released after a year and a half.
I can't say that I've been abused every day. In addition to having no freedom, I have to face the same problems every day. In fact, life here is quite comfortable, there is no competition, no pressure, and everything is covered!
Not long after Lynch returned home, someone came to "visit".
Visiting is the manager of the community service company, who appears to be commissioned.
"Mr. Lynch", the manager is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a decent appearance and a little humble when he laughs.
Of course if he doesn't laugh, he's a bit stern, a man perfectly suited for the job of a "manager".
He brought some gifts and some small cakes in his hand. When visiting other people's homes in the Federation, no matter what the purpose is, he must bring some gifts. This is etiquette.
Lynch asked the maid to go up to pick up the things and invited him into the living room.
"I'm taking the liberty to visit you all of a sudden"
Straight and boring opening statement, Lynch motioned him to continue.
"That's right, something seems to have happened around you recently, especially two days ago, we received an official letter from the Federal Department of Defense requesting cooperation."
"There are also more people in the community who look like agents"
When talking about this matter, Lynch couldn't help but look at the two female agents not far away.
Federal workers always put their work cards on their faces, and who is a police officer, who is a special agent, and who is a tax investigator, you can see their identities at a glance.
Those agents in the community, people know what they do just by looking at them.
The two female agents didn't seem to respond to these remarks, presumably getting used to people seeing their identities at a glance and not even annoyed by it.
"Please continue." Lin Qi, who took his eyes back, nodded slightly, and he took out a pack of cigarettes along the way, "Do you want one?"
"No, thank you!", the manager politely declined.
He waited for Lynch to light a cigarette before continuing, "There are a lot of Defense Department agents in the community now, which makes some residents a little troubled by this."
"They feel that their peaceful life has been broken, and these dangers are too close to them, so", the manager smiled awkwardly and did not continue.
Lynch went on to say, "So they're going to ask you to tell me~IndoMTL.com~ to move me out of here?"
This is obvious, and the manager hurriedly reconciled, "After your business is over, they will still welcome you as a neighbor."
This is also a feature of the Commonwealth, communal exclusion.
This tends to happen in upper-middle-class neighborhoods, where if they don't think someone's identity is right for them, the entire community asks those people to move out of the neighborhood.
Looks like this is definitely a very outrageous thing, where to live is everyone's own right and freedom, no one should interfere.
But virtually every lawsuit about community-based exclusion is ultimately won by the community.
The judges will support them, and even the whole society will have a distorted perception of "don't live there if you shouldn't live there".
It's weird, it's abnormal, and it's very true
This kind of community exclusion reflects the coldest aspect of federal capital society. The clear class nature is even restricted by where they live. What class people live and do where they do things has been there from the beginning. in conclusion.
Now people in the community think that Lynch's life here is a threat to their lives, and presumably the judge will agree. It seems like he has to move out?
Lynch was lost in thought, and the manager was not in a hurry. Although the work he did today was a bit offending, it was impossible.
After the matter is over, Lynch will definitely not move back, and he is even less likely to run into Lynch.
On the contrary, because he is so "heroic" today, presumably the community service company will renew him a contract to his satisfaction.
Just when he felt that there was basically no repetition in this matter, Lynch suddenly said
"I refuse!"