The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 181 - 149 The 5th Person of Deception Group: Wolf

Chapter 181: Chapter 149 The 5th Person of Deception Group: Wolf

Incompetent?

Jiang Shu put himself in Wolf’s shoes and tried to refute the Fox, but he found it difficult to do so.

The police force of the entire police station and the social resources were so abundant; failing to gather evidence within the set time frame indeed showed the police station’s inadequacy, while the Deception Group, in half a day’s time, had played the police station for fools on the one hand and successfully obtained sufficient evidence to convict the mastermind behind the scenes on the other.

By such a simple comparison, the Deception Group was naturally much stronger, although Jiang Shu knew that such comparison should not be made, but the crowd watching the live broadcast in front of the large screen would naturally not think deeply.

Could it be...

—"We have already tried very hard at the police station~"

This might work, but it could easily turn into playing the sympathy card, and playing the sympathy card seemed to fall into the Fox’s trap.

Does a police chief need to play the sympathy card?

When facing doubts, playing the sympathy card, shrinking away in the face of difficulties, and bowing and scraping to apologize whenever trouble arises, perfectly embody the spirit of humility.

It seems full of sincerity, but it was still a show of incompetence.

Chen Li listed, those who can’t, stop.

To a great extent, what the Fox said wasn’t wrong.

"Fox." Suddenly, Wolf spoke up, unlike the impression Jiang Shu usually had of him, he asked in a sparse, ordinary tone, "Do you know how much our police chief, Charles, earns a month?"

"Uh, I don’t know." The Fox was frank, if he didn’t know, he truly didn’t.

"Twenty-five thousand." Wolf smiled and then repeated with certainty, "Twenty-five thousand Feather Coins."

"Twenty-five thousand?" The Fox chewed on Wolf’s words, starting to understand what Wolf was getting at, but he did not interfere, just quietly listened to Wolf speak.

"After switching out the student loans and mortgage and car payments, their family’s monthly living expenses are hardly left with anything. Contrary to your expectations, as the manager of an entire district’s police station, his daily life is just a mundane routine, plain food and drink." Wolf continued, his voice slow but forceful, "The entire Seventh District, including the police stations and local security offices, has a total of six thousand three hundred and twenty-eight officers. Their monthly salaries decrease in order, to the most ordinary beat cops, whose salaries are hardly enough to support any luxury. And guess how many police officers are sacrificed in the Seventh District each year?"

At this, Jiang Shu tugged at Kirie’s sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Are there really that many police officers? Then why are there only twenty or thirty people here?"

"Seventh District is huge. Just relying on the police station to investigate cases is definitely not enough. There are many local security offices, and a large number of officers actually work there. Generally, only major criminal cases will be transferred to the Seventh District Police Station here," Kirie replied in an equally low voice.

"Oh, is your family poor? You don’t seem like it..." Jiang Shu sized Kirie up from head to toe and then sniffed lightly, "That’s a very expensive perfume smell."

Though he didn’t know much about perfume, he discerned the scent of money.

"Also... it’s okay," Kirie replied somewhat coyly, shifting her body slightly, "I was kicked out to live on my own when I was eighteen. The old man completely cut ties with me, I only get to visit during the holidays each year."

"Alright." Jiang Shu nodded. That was a sort of Western-style upbringing. Then, he turned his attention back to the debate between Wolf and the Fox.

"Five hundred? A thousand?" the Fox followed up on Wolf’s words with a casual guess.

"One thousand two hundred thirty-four," Wolf laughed briefly, then his smile slowly faded as he continued, "Each year, the graduation numbers from police schools in Seventh District range from twelve hundred to thirteen hundred, almost exactly the number of police officers lost each year."

"A quarter sacrifice rate, every year," Wolf’s eyes seemed to hide a flame, but his voice remained as calm as death, "No superior status, no generous remuneration."

"Graduates from the police school, they have nothing, only passion, only a desire for justice and a strong protective urge, for a future that is far from glamorous."

Wolf opened his own Character Card, nonchalantly displaying most of the entries in front of the Fox.

Energy beyond normal, perseverance, expert in firearms, expert in criminal investigation, expert in driving...

A list of entries from top to bottom, radiating a dazzling Radiance; all of these entries related to the fundamental skills of a police officer.

"Every graduate from the police school spends a great deal of time and energy on honing their abilities, with no time to enjoy so-called youth before turning eighteen. And many of them die within the first, second, or third year after starting work at eighteen, with less than one in ten making it to thirty. You tell me, what are they really doing it for?"

"The comprehensive crime rate in Seventh District ranks fourth among thirteen districts, above average, and it has been declining year by year. And what are you doing?"

Wolf, word by word, calmly yet sharply counter-attacked the Fox.

"You are consuming police resources, you are continually inciting the public’s extreme emotions, you are continually exacerbating conflicts, causing crime. Such as you are, what right do you have to call any police officer incompetent?"

With these words, Wolf scoffed dismissively, then suddenly stripped off his jacket and shirt, revealing a torso as though cast from bronze steel.