Chapter 69
Ling Pingan's heart was still fluttering with fear as he sat at the counter.
"This world is scary!" He looked at the kitten in his arms.
"I just was fine a moment ago, laying in the shop, drinking tea while singing. The next moment, I was held hostage by someone with a knife…"
"It's too scary!"
"In this year's election, I'm going to vote for the Gonghe Party…"
For the past two hundred years, the Gonghe Party had always advocated the act of controlling immigration, reducing attention to the outside world, and care the best for their own.
There was no doubt. It meant that those who are not of our kind are sure to have a different mind!
But he didn't know why.
He was a little too excited.
The scene from just now kept replaying in his mind.
That heavy blow…
The echoing sound was heard when that thing hit his skull…
The strength of the echo he felt in his palm… it was quite astonis.h.i.+ng…
"Do I tend to be violent?" Ling Ping thought to himself.
"Impossible!" He immediately denied it.
"Since I was young, I didn't even hurt a bird other than killing fish and prawns…"
Knock, knock, knock…
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Ling Pingan looked over and found that it was the strong-built police officer.
He quickly got up to open the door.
"Mr. police officer…" he asked carefully, "how is that person?"
"I came here to inform this to you, young sir…" the strong-built police officer said very cautiously, "that foreigner has already died in the hospital, we didn't manage to rescue him…"
In fact, the werewolf did not need to be saved at all.
The moment he saw the werewolf, he knew that there was no way that it would be alive.
Therefore, he directly took it to the Forensic Room of Blackguard's branch office.
"Dead…" Ling Pingan widened his eyes.
"Yes…" the police officer said carefully, "I was a.s.signed to consult you, sir…"
"Do you have anything to say about this incident?"
As the strong-built policeman said this, he could not help but grumble silently in his mind, "it's already in such a state, yet you still think it can live?"
However, his superior's strict orders made the police officer chose his words carefully and cautiously.
Ling Pingan did not have any doubts about what the police officer had said.
This was because the Federal Empire had a tradition since ancient times that killing in self-defense was not a crime but a meritorious deed!
As early as the Han dynasty, the ancient jurists had already confirmed that killing any criminal who took hostages, broke into houses, stole, and bullied women, children, and the weak is merited!
In ancient times, the country would reward those who did so.
Although they do not practice giving rewards these days.
Self-defense was not a crime, especially in the citizens' own private homes. Self-defending was unlimited and was already a public opinion.
Therefore, Ling Pingan arranged his words and said to him, "I demand that the relevant parties be held accountable!"
The other side immediately picked up his notebook and jot them down.
"I demand that the relevant parties give me an explanation on this matter!"
"We must ensure that similar things do not happen again!"
These were all necessary.
The customs, the Immigration Administration,
How scary was the incident in the evening?
If it weren't for the help from the kitten, Bastet, he might have stepped into the graves by now.
Therefore, these requests were very reasonable.
It was also a legal right protected by the Federal Empire's Charter: Citizens had the right to request state inst.i.tutions to make the necessary response when they were in danger!
"As for the dead man…" he thought for a moment. In the end, the dead ones are the priority. "since he has already paid the price, then I won't pursue his responsibility anymore!"
Hmm…
He had to be merciful when possible!
Thinking about that foreigner, he did not seem like he was rich.
Since he was already dead, there was no need to forcefully pursue his family's financial compensation.
However, Ling Pingan did not notice that every time he said something, the police officer's body would tremble, and his heart would be filled with grief.
Because he knew a little bit of the inside information.
He knew that Guangnan's officers were already furious because of this matter.
There was already a person in charge of the customs who had been sent to Beihai to plant corn.
If these conditions were handed in, there would probably be many people who would be sent along with him to plant corn.
After sending the officer away, Ling Pingan patted his chest.
"Why did I kill Someone?" He asked the kitten.
Meow!
The kitten rubbed her head against his chest.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" Ling Pingan looked at the ground where the foreigner had fallen. "Don't blame me for doing that when you get down to the other world…"
"Of course,…" he looked up and said, "there are no ghosts in this world…"
"Sigh…" he sighed as he recalled about the foreigner.
"Why do you have to do such things?"
"Even if you're having trouble with your economy or having a problem in your relations.h.i.+p…"
"There's no need to harm society… and there's no need to point a knife at an ordinary person like me…"
"Why is he dead…" Ling Pingan felt a little guilty.
"Maybe he has some genetic disease… maybe high blood pressure, heart disease…"
"I just accelerated his death…" the young and law-abiding bookstore owner tried his best to find a haven for his conscience.
After all, it was someone's life!
Everyone's life is precious.
"He might be the father of a few children…" Ling Pingan thought about the man's age.
"Or he might be someone's husband…"
"Maybe his parents are still alive… maybe even his grandparents are waiting for him to come home…"
He looked at Bastet's beautiful amber eyes and asked, "Bastet, do you think… I should ask Jiangcheng City to help donate some money to his family anonymously?"
"More or less, to express my apology?"
Meow!
The kitten let out a soft purr.
Ling Pingan picked up the phone and dialed the number given to him by the police officer.
"h.e.l.lo, police officer…" he said, "I want to ask you to convey my sincere apology to the family and relatives of the deceased…"
"Well…" he looked at the balance in his card, clenched his teeth, and said, "besides, I also want to ask you to anonymously donate 4,444 Chinese yuan to the family and relatives of the deceased…"
"Although it's not much…"
"But…"
"Hmm?"
"Okay, thank you!"
Ling Pingan hung up the phone and sighed.
"If I were a rich man, I might be able to give a little more…"
"But I'm just an ordinary person, and I still have to pay for living expenses and utilities… so I can only give you half of it…"
His credit balance was only 8,888 yuan.
Giving away half of it was already his limit.
After all, he was only feeling sympathy, and he just couldn't live with his conscience.
But he isn't a holy person.
Legally speaking, it was already very magnanimous of him not to pursue the joint and liabilities from the man's relatives and ask for financial compensation.
Now, donating a few thousand bucks of consolation money was already the most he could do from many years of education provided by the Federal Empire.
Equality, respect, mutual a.s.sistance, benevolence, and righteousness…
This was the content written in the elementary school textbook.
It was also the slogan carved in the university cla.s.sroom.
"A gentleman to a beast… Seeing them alive, couldn't bear to see them die. Hearing their sound, couldn't bear to eat their meat…." Ling Pingan mumbled the ancient philosophy as he comforted himself about his money.