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Chapter 324 How will you be impolite_1

Chapter 324: Chapter 324 How will you be impolite_1

"You don’t believe me?" Shen Dong asked.

Shang Yinghao rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, I believe you’re full of it!

"Okay, let me explain it to you," Shen Dong said earnestly. "Look, one of your hands is already ruined, and this mission has failed too. Although you can hide, your organization may still find you."

"Turning you over to the police is different, though. I give you the chance to surrender yourself. You can confess to your past crimes voluntarily and give up some information that the police want to know. By admitting your guilt and helping to solve other cases, you might not necessarily get the death penalty."

"In jail, even Paqi Sanctuary won’t be able to touch you. You should know that Dragon Country’s prisons are very secure; you’ll be completely safe inside."

"And once you get out, no one will remember you. Even if they do, they won’t bother with you anymore."

"Because by then you would have said everything, you wouldn’t pose a threat to anyone; that’s when you would truly achieve freedom."

After listening to these words, Shang Yinghao’s face was full of astonishment, followed by silence.

Shen Dong did make some valid points.

Even if he had prepared a way out, there was no guarantee that he wouldn’t be found by someone from his organization.

Given his current situation, if found by his organization, he was as good as dead.

If he went to prison, that would indeed be the safest place.

Even someone from his organization couldn’t possibly kill him in jail.

Killing someone inside a Dragon Country prison was extremely difficult.

The scenes in novels where people are easily murdered in prison simply don’t exist in real life.

Everyone earnestly undergoes reformation.

Moreover, although Dragon Country does carry out the death penalty, the judgments are very strict.

They don’t easily hand down a death sentence unless it’s for a principal offender in a major case.

If he surrendered, confessed to all his deeds actively, and turned in some of his accomplices to attain merit through confession, showing a sign of repentance, he might indeed escape the death penalty and at most receive life imprisonment.

For a life sentence, with good behavior, it’s possible to commute it to a fixed-term sentence.

The longest he might serve is twenty-five years.

If his behavior remained exemplary, his sentence could be reduced even further.

After just over a decade, he might be released from prison.

He was not even thirty years old now; in his forties, he could be free again.

Once out, he would truly be free.

The organization would no longer bother him.

The price seemed acceptable.

Shen Dong said with a smile, "So, what do you say? Do you want to turn yourself in? If you don’t, I’ll have to make the call."

Shang Yinghao rolled his eyes: "Do I even have a choice?"

Shen Dong shrugged: "Not really."

Without another word, Shang Yinghao immediately took out his phone and dialed the emergency number.

Half an hour later, the police arrived and took both men back to the city bureau.

Shen Dong was there to give a statement.

Another hour passed, and Shen Dong left the city bureau.

As for Shang Yinghao’s matter, Shen Dong didn’t need to concern himself with it anymore.

It was already noon, so Shen Dong sent a message to Chen Yuyan, saying he’d return in the afternoon.

Then, he drove around nearby and found a decent-looking restaurant to have lunch.

He ordered two dishes and ate casually.

As he was nearly finished eating, he suddenly heard a slap, followed by a man’s angry voice: "You can’t even do this simple thing; what use are you!"

A woman’s voice, filled with grievance and the verge of tears, rang out, "Boss, it was the customer in the private room who deliberately stretched out his leg. I accidentally tripped over it, and that’s how I spilled the tea on him."

Shen Dong was taken aback, finding the voice somewhat familiar.

Turning his head, he saw a young woman with a delicate appearance.

Her face seemed familiar and, after thinking for a moment, he recognized who she was—it turned out to be his middle school classmate.

Slap!

Another slap resounded.

The boss cursed angrily, "Still arguing? Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Xue, no matter what you have to do, you must get his forgiveness, otherwise get out of here, and don’t even think about getting your pay."

Fang Jingwei covered her swollen cheek, feeling extremely wronged; tears were whirling in her eyes and soon started streaming down.

She knew that Mr. Xue, the customer in the private room, did it on purpose.

Mr. Xue often came to the restaurant to eat and always acted inappropriately with her, obviously trying to take advantage of her.

Being without a job was something she could accept, the worst-case scenario was to find another one.

After all, work as a restaurant waiter was relatively easy to come by.

But losing over a month’s salary was something she couldn’t accept.

She needed that money to pay for her brother’s tuition fees.

Her brother had been admitted to a university this year, and she had been saving up.

With this month’s salary, she could have just managed her brother’s tuition and a month’s living expenses.

If she didn’t have that money, her brother wouldn’t be able to afford university, and they couldn’t borrow the money either.

"What’s the use of crying? I’m telling you, you have to please Mr. Xue by any means necessary. Didn’t you say your brother needs money for university? Mr. Xue is a big boss, if you satisfy him, are you still afraid you won’t have money?" the boss suddenly said with a mocking laugh.

The implication was quite clear, and Fang Jingwei, who had been working for several years since graduating from high school, most certainly understood it.

But she was unwilling; she just wanted to earn money through her own efforts to support her brother’s education and provide a better life for her parents.

Even though she was currently just a restaurant waitress, she had been constantly studying and learning all sorts of knowledge about the catering industry in her spare time.

She believed that with her efforts, she would definitely have a chance to achieve something in the catering industry in the future and not always be a waitress.

Seeing Fang Jingwei silent, the boss’s face darkened, "Well? Are you not willing? If you are not, then get out of here!"

Fang Jingwei’s tears flowed again.

She was weighing her options, struggling.

In this moment, she even felt despair.

On one side was the brother who needed to go to school; on the other side was her own integrity.

"Fang Jingwei?"

Just then, a voice emerged.

Fang Jingwei was startled and turned her head. After scrutinizing Shen Dong for a while, she recognized him, "Are you Shen Dong?"

Shen Dong nodded, "Yes, it’s me. What’s going on with you..."

He furrowed his eyebrows slightly and looked at the boss, "Are you the owner of this restaurant?"

The restaurant owner frowned, "Yes, I am the boss. And who are you?"

Shen Dong replied, "I’m a customer of this restaurant and her classmate. Why did you hit my classmate?"

Just now, he had overheard their conversation and roughly guessed what had happened.

The restaurant owner said, "Young man, I advise you not to stick your nose into other’s business. Once you have finished eating, just pay and leave."

Shen Dong smiled, "Do you know that with your behavior just now, I could call the police on you, and you would be detained for at least five days?"

The boss’s face changed, and he sneered, "Kid, I respect you because you came here to eat, and that’s why I’m speaking politely to you. If you keep sticking your nose in, don’t blame me for not being polite."

Shen Dong appeared nonchalant, "How are you going to be impolite?"