"Come on, Captain Wei Nuo, let's have a drink." Qin Changfeng held up a glass of wine and handed it to Captain Wei Nuo.
The other party looked at Qin Changfeng, a Long Yan man, with a confused expression, as casually as if he were at home.
"Uh..." Captain Vino was stunned, not knowing how to take the glass of wine.
Qin Changfeng laughed and said: "You know, I have not committed any crime, so as you can see, they will not do anything to me."
The jailers echoed: "Yes, yes, you haven't committed anything, just get out quickly... Haha."
Seeing the fawning looks of these jailers completely shattered his impression. This could no longer be described as superior.
"Why do you do this to a Longyan man? Even if he is innocent, this is still a prison in Boston and belongs to the British Colony!"
"I cannot understand treating a foreigner so favorably, even to the point of currying favor."
"Corporal, please give me an explanation!"
Originally, he admired Long Yanren's courage, but after seeing the guards' uncharacteristic behavior, he cursed angrily.
The jailer rolled his eyes at him, as if he were looking at an idiot.
"He comes from Longyan and is a frequent visitor here. This is a private prison that was built with money from others..."
Hearing a sentence that contained a huge amount of information, Vino felt like he was in a minefield.
After a few seconds of silence, he digested all the information contained in this sentence.
At this time, he was still in a daze. He looked at the Longyan man with a smile on his face, but he did not expect that the other person had such great energy.
Qin Changfeng smiled and said humbly: "I am not talented, but I have some family assets."
"Just build some prisons in Boston. After all, there's no better source of labor than criminals."
This is a reasonable explanation. Prisoners in prison need to work to pay for their sins. This is almost free labor, and it also has long-term stability and mandatory loyalty.
In the eyes of others, these are criminals serving their sentences.
In the eyes of a capitalist, these are his most loyal employees.
However, the Longyan people who can build a prison are definitely not ordinary. This is not something that can be done only if you have money.
This requires a certain amount of ability. After all, prison approval is extremely cumbersome and the security level is also very high.
But even so, these jailers should not have such respect for the Long Yan people who built the prison.
The jailer beside Qin Changfeng added: "Don't be so humble. The prisoners who can be sent here are those who have been forgiven by the loving Lord."
"You have also formed a very strong team of lawyers and they are here to provide justice for the prisoners here. The prisoners who can stay here deserve their crimes."
"And those who are not guilty should be released from here."
Captain Wei Nuo was stunned and looked at Qin Changfeng, not expecting that the other party turned out to be such a person.
After hearing the jailer's story, he admired him from the bottom of his heart. He didn't expect that the other party would do this.
"Please accept my respect. Even the messenger of the Lord cannot match your character."
Qin Changfeng laughed and felt a little embarrassed when he saw that he had been exposed. He built a private prison and hired a team of lawyers. This was just to let Long Yan get more information.
Those prisoners know much more than ordinary people.
Moreover, in times of crisis, the rewards you can get from rescuing them once cannot be measured by money.
At this moment, a reporter walked into the cell where the Boston Massacre was held.
The reporter was slightly taken aback when he saw the captured civilians. Although they were held in a collective room, they did not appear to have suffered inhuman abuse.
It can even be said that they are living a good life, and the food prepared for them in the cell is pretty good.
The reporter casually took notes and just wrote, but when it came to the final evaluation, he was in trouble.
Judging from the obstacles he encountered when he came to seek interviews with these civilians, it seemed that the British colonial government wanted to conceal this incident.
But it seemed that they had to compromise because of Captain Britain.
Admit that there is such a thing.
After thinking of this, the reporter asked: "Is Captain Vinod also being detained here? I would also like to interview him."
The warden said calmly: "This is not what you need to know."
"And you're only allowed to interview these civilians, that's all!"
After receiving the rejection, the reporter had a firm suspicion in his mind.
There's something wrong here!
But why do they want to let themselves see it and want it to be reported according to their ideas?
With a friendly smile, the reporter asked these civilians who were shot by British soldiers.
"Hello, I'm a reporter."
"Is there anything you want to tell me about this massacre?"
"Don't worry, I will help you!"
A civilian who participated in the protest raised his head to look at the reporter, then lowered his head.
"There's nothing to say. Thanks to that Dragon Flame man, we didn't suffer abuse here."
"I have no explanation for my behavior."
"If you want to know something, why don't you ask the people who gave the order!"
"They are the culprits of everything!"
The reporter smiled awkwardly but politely and ended the interview with the civilians.
As he expected, he was full of anger, but for the first time, a reporter learned about a Longyan person from the refugees' words.
This made him very curious as to how a Dragon Flame man could help them.
He looked at the expressionless warden standing at the door, and couldn't help but ask him if he could interview the Longyan man. He knew that he would get a recovery that he couldn't interview.
"You want to interview that Dragon Flame man?"
The warden spoke coldly.
The reporter was quite surprised. He thought the other party would refuse directly, but he was not asked in turn!
The reporter nodded eagerly and admitted: "Yes, if you can, thank you very much!"
The warden responded coldly and ruthlessly: "No, this is not possible."
"I want to tell you that you'd better not write anything about the Longyan people in the report. I hope you understand the meaning of this sentence."
The reporter watched the warden put his hand on the gun and loaded it when he said this. He was so frightened that he was nervous.
He hurriedly responded: "I know, I promise not to leak anything, no!"
"Even half a word!"
The warden removed the rifle and turned to leave. The reporter hurriedly followed him. He didn't know why he couldn't interview the Long Yan man.
If Captain Vino is because of his military status, then what about the Dragon Flame man?
Even if I interview him, will it still trigger any big news?
On the contrary, the warden's abnormality made the reporter very curious as to why the British Colonial District government deliberately concealed a Long Yan man.
Can they still care about diplomacy now?
This case in Boston has been widely circulated today, and it is estimated that by tomorrow, the newspapers will be full of speculations on various outcomes.
If this matter does not settle quickly, the British colonial government will face an unprecedented crisis.
Maybe there will be an action sweeping across the thirteen colonial areas.
But now the reporter can only leave with confusion and confusion.
…
And at this time, Clancy's executive offices.
He asked in a deep voice: "How is the matter handled? Do the reporters know what they should know?"
