Chapter 237 Justice From Heaven

"What Sir Barron said is that in the face of this natural disaster, I also believe that all sects should coexist peacefully and tide over the difficulties together." Alan Wilson stood upright and practiced himself, standing and talking without back pain, but then said with a look of embarrassment , "I personally think that the Governor's Office must come forward to clarify the legal system and combat the chaos caused by the drought, especially the behavior of hoarding."

"Good idea, these Indians pay attention to not worrying people, don't they know that this kind of behavior will only increase people's panic?" Sir Barron accused the Indians with a relentless expression, and his tone could be said to be merciless.

"Who says it's not?" Alan Wilson chimed in with a dog-legged look on his face, "If the drought cannot be contained, a group of civilians must be killed to be angry. It can also be regarded as an expression of the Governor's Office's determination to fight the drought."

As for using the method of killing Indians to show the determination of the Governor's Office to fight the drought in the subcontinent, of course there is no problem, it should be done, and it will be all counted in the statistics.

Leaving Sir Barron's office, Alan Wilson went to the Supreme Court of British India to find Chief Justice Clark. It can be imagined that the judicial officials are in a good mood recently. Justice has been delivered and they can balance public and private interests. The value of belonging to India is the best of both worlds.

Now you don’t have to worry about the hidden danger of being poor but not uneven. There are two things to do when you come to the Supreme Court. The first thing is more important. It is necessary to severely crack down on the illegal and criminal behavior of Indian businessmen hoarding. Doing so in a famine year is almost the same as killing people. equivalent. Such behavior under natural disasters must be severely punished.

"These Indian businessmen have disrupted the normal market. Gentlemen cannot tolerate this kind of behavior." Allen Wilson said firmly, "The food of Chief Executive Andrew has not been sold yet, and he will face a chaotic market. This kind of behavior The value is outrageous.”

Of course, it was not the chief executive of the Bangladesh province that was outrageous, but a small group of Indian grain merchants who maliciously disrupted the market and hoarded them. Clark picked up the teacup calmly, and at the same time signaled Alan Wilson to continue.

"Many gentlemen have suggested that a decree should be issued to combat this hoarding behavior, confiscating their hoarded food and handing it over to more reliable people who think about the future of the subcontinent." Allen Wilson maintained fairness and the rule of law.

"I don't think there is anyone who can think more about the future of the subcontinent than the chief executives and governor's offices of the provinces." Clark wiped the unilateral lens he was wearing while giving a quotation, "Of course you know it, Alan. Things belonging to India have always been complicated, there are many sects, and there are endless chatter. If you want to make decisive laws and regulations, it is easy to find criticism, and ordinary people will not take risks.”

As soon as Clark's words fell, Alan Wilson stretched out two fingers, indicating that in the crackdown on hoarding, judicial officials will occupy 20% of the share.

At the same time, said, "the number of administrative officials far exceeds that of judicial officials. Honorable Chief Justice, we are all members of the gentleman, and we all know each other."

"I didn't expect such a heinous behavior to occur while the subcontinent was facing a famine. Those Indian grain merchants didn't know that this was killing their compatriots?" Clark said indignantly, "Give me A decree is issued in a day, and it is immediately extended to the entire subcontinent."

"A very responsible decision." Alan Wilson sincerely admired, and when he left the Supreme Court, he held Chief Justice Clark's execution order in his hand.

Because the drought has come, Vivien Leigh is about to go to the United States to spread the news of the drought in British India to the world, and at the same time start the work of alms on behalf of the Indians.

Before Vivien Leigh leaves, justice must always be done, and it must not be lifted high and put down gently. Otherwise, Vivien Leigh's debut documentary may not have been so sensational.

Now the entire subcontinent is paying attention to the drought. The previous operation of the Holy Maiden has not attracted so much attention. This happens to be a good opportunity. Even Patel, who spoke for the elders of these temples, has already set off for London. No one can Stop justice from coming.

scorching sun. The wind is light. cloud clear. The earth was being scorched by the fiery flames, trembling under the crush of military vehicles.

A dead leaf is floating in the middle of the road, being lifted up and falling by the passing vehicles, like a solitary leaf in a stormy sea.

For soldiers of the British Army stationed in India, this may be the largest shooting mission since the Great Uprising in India.

Moreover, all the soldiers who executed the executions had no sense of guilt in their hearts, adhering to the idea of ​​justice coming, and took these unkempt Indians of different ages to the execution ground.

In the preset execution ground, cameras from different angles have been set up, ready to record the scene of justice being done. As the end of India's daughter documentary, as for what subtitles to add at the end, it's up to Vivien Leigh.

Under the parasol, Vivien Leigh, who was wearing a long British dress, was wearing big sunglasses. Compared with her face, the lenses looked too big, but they did not damage the beauty of the Great Britain Treasure. Vivien Leigh, who was sitting on the armchair, looked very petite , the calf exposed to the air hopped and hopped, and waited until Alan Wilson appeared before dissatisfied, "Why did you call me to the execution ground? Is it too much? I will have nightmares at night."

"Didn't you come here with sunglasses, you can't see what kind of nightmare you are in, don't think too much when justice is being done. Think about those miserable girls." Alan Wilson sat down next to Vivien Leigh in a nonchalant manner, "How can you do something without paying a price, so don't you have a more sense of substitution?"

Finally, Alan Wilson said in a voice under his eyes, "Besides, if you can't sleep by yourself, call me, and I will sleep with you in my arms."

"Who wants to sleep with you?" Vivien Leigh's face was flushed under the sunglasses, and she retorted angrily, "You're still a gentleman. Now that the subcontinent is fighting drought with all its strength, others should know that you, an assistant who advocates drought resistance, are like this. you?"

"I don't regret shooting me." Alan Wilson raised an eyebrow at Vivien Leigh and said ambiguously, "Because it's worth it."

Improper relationship between men and women is destined to be a trivial matter in Alan Wilson's career as a civil servant. Even Andy, his assistant in Hyderabad, took prostitutes for no money.

Besides, whether it is a native or a colony, how many high-ranking and senior civil servants are clean?

It cannot be denied that all civil servants are unclean. After all, some departments are really hopeless. For example, it is relatively rare for Alan Wilson to pay attention to the superiors of civil servants in vulnerable departments.

Facing the temptation of the huge assets of British India, he, the assistant to the Commissioner of British India, was not only tempted, but also decided to act immediately. Anyway, history is there, even from the head of civil servants in the country, to the middle-level officials in British India .

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At this time, the pre-allocation of the empire's legacy should have been completed, and if he wants to really join this feast of carve-up, he, a patriot who will do anything for the empire, must pay a certain price and bear part of what he must responsibility.

Why down to middle-level officials? It's very simple, the bottom officials are Indians, and the worst British are middle-level.

Money confuses people. For a patriot like Alan Wilson who is fearless for the sake of the empire, facing such a huge amount of wealth, how can he consider the price and responsibility? The only thing he is considering is, It is how to win-win in this carve-up feast.

Therefore, the master of time management, who is going to win twice, works continuously every day, adhering to the noble spirit of working hard to get rich, and taking care of everything in every detail.

How can a demon queen understand this kind of difficulty. The demon queen is going to the United States and will be edited in Hollywood. Thinking of this, Alan Wilson still feels quite reluctant.

"How many people are going to be shot?" Vivien Leigh took out the small mirror, and asked while she was about to temporarily touch up her makeup.

"About 18,500 people were arrested in the matter of the saintess in the temple, and about 1,500 people were not released on bail. Today, 500 people were shot, and 50 criminals were announced to be executed, which shows that the Governor's Office attaches great importance to the saintess group. As for the larger-scale crackdown on crimes against women, there are more criminals there." Alan Wilson said, fingering his fingers, "Those rapists won't live long, they are all low-caste criminals, and they don't have money to release on bail." .In the next three to six months, we will say goodbye to this world.”

"Why not shoot them immediately?" Vivien Leigh, who was holding a mirror, asked rather dissatisfied, "These people should be shot."

"Thank you! I was offended." Alan Wilson has not forgotten that the Great British Treasure in front of him was not willing to treat himself at first, and said from a neutral and objective point of view, "Give some time, don't force it How do the family members of these criminals know whether they are released on real bail or fake bail?"

"Should I applaud your original act of kindness?" Vivien gave Alan Wilson a white look, but unfortunately, the latter did not receive it because of the obstruction of the sunglasses.

"It has nothing to do with originality." Alan Wilson waved his hand, discussing what kind of originality the criminal silver is, it is the originality of Mr. He. As a small assistant to the British Indian Commissioner, he can only see farther by standing on the shoulders of giants.

The prisoner to be escorted for execution has already arrived, because the conditions of China and the UK are different, and it is not necessary for the prisoner to cut his hands behind his back and face the black hole of the gun. Face-to-face is more in line with the relationship between the two sides.

Seeing this scene, the elders of the temple who are usually respected and worshiped all begged for mercy, begging for mercy with snot and tears, with grief and regret in their voices, and anger and remorse on every face.

"Shoot!" Following the order of the British officer, short and intensive gunshots sounded, and everything came to an abrupt end.

"Take the next batch." The British officer who ordered the shooting shouted at the soldiers behind without even looking at it.