After Christmas, the weather in St. Paul is getting hotter day by day. In China, which is in the northern hemisphere, this season should be the coldest period of the year. Most people move from the northern hemisphere to the southern hemisphere. The initial period may be very uncomfortable with the reversal of this season.
It was almost noon, and this was the hottest period of the day. In the Morio slum, there were six or seven people crowded in the courtyard in front of Li Zaian'an's small building. Among the six or seven people, there were men and women, and they were divided into two camps, with four or five bodyguards around the building, and they were still arguing with each other indignantly.
In the living room of the small building separated by a door, Li Zaian sat on a soft single sofa with a cigarette in his right hand, clenched his fist in his left hand to support his chin, and listened to the statements of the two couples on the other side with their own reasons with their own face.
Today is Saturday, that is, Saturday. In religion, especially Judaism, Saturday's original meaning is the Sabbath. On this day, no one can work, otherwise he will be executed.
In the Catholic doctrine, according to the provisions of Matthew, everyone does not have to stop working on the Sabbath, but they should do more good deeds.
It was also the same day. In the slums like Morio, which are ruled by drug lords and gangs, the main characters of the gang will put down their work and focus on handling some civil and criminal issues that occur in the control area.
Like the Morio slum, this is the area controlled by the Banoro drug lord group. The country's laws are not good here, and the police in Sao Paulo cannot enter the law enforcement here. However, as a slum where tens of thousands of people live, some disputes arising from ordinary people will eventually be resolved. In other words, there must be an order here, and the drug trafficking organizations that actually master this area have become the defenders of this order.
According to custom, every Saturday, the disputes accumulated in the Morio slum for a week will be mediated by Banoro personally, such as theft, injury, rape and other crimes, which will be handled on the spot.
The principle is simple but very direct and effective - killing people to pay for their lives, and owing debts to pay for their money. This principle remains unchanged forever
However, in this process, some humanized things have been introduced, such as hurting people. It is impossible for the person who hurts the other party to cut the other party and then sentences them to make up for the knife. In the past, Banoro would negotiate compensation with the victim in an arbitration.
If the injured person can take out money for compensation and the victim can accept it, then use money for compensation. If the victim does not accept it and insists on making up for the knife, then the arbitration will basically follow the victim's wishes.
On the contrary, if the injured person cannot afford to compensate, it doesn't matter. Generally, Banoro will arrange for him to do something more dangerous, such as drug transport, murder, etc., and the organization will use the money to subsidize the victims.
Li Zaian is not sure who first emerged this rule, but fundamentally, it is of great help to drug trafficking organizations to base themselves in slums and harvest public opinion in slums, because this on-site judgment and on-site arbitration method is more intuitive and specific than cumbersome judicial trials, and it will also give ordinary people a fairer impression - most importantly, the entire judgment process is not charged at all, not only does it charge, but if the perpetrator is sentenced to death, the drug trafficking organization will also take out a sum of money to resettle his family.
Li Zaian also saw such scenes in his previous life, for example, there was such a scene in the gangster movie "The Godfather". At that time, I only thought it was an artistic interpretation, but I didn't expect it to exist.
No wonder those gangs who have been in the past decades have been repeatedly banned, nor is it that drug trafficking organizations in Latin America can compete with the government army, for nothing else, because they have adopted the basic policy of closely connecting with the masses and building a harmonious society on a small scale.
Originally, this arbitration was handled by Banoro himself, but the old man was not feeling well these two days. It was probably because of excessive drinking, which caused alcohol poisoning. So today's arbitration was handled by Li Zai'an, the second-person in the organization.
Although Morio is a slum occupied by drug trafficking organizations, in the eyes of the world, it is a place of sin abandoned by God, and no one dares to enter such a place at any time, but in fact, this sinisterness is only for outsiders. In the slum, the actual crime rate is much lower than that in the city of St. Paul.
From 8 a.m. to now, Li Zaian has handled twenty or thirty disputes, most of which are trivial matters.
Just like the two families in front of them, the dispute between them was just because one of them built a floor on the original house, blocking the light in the back home.
Li Zaian listened for nearly ten minutes and gave an arbitration in just one minute: let the two families change houses, and the one with a larger population will be replaced by the back, so that he will not affect others after the other one. Anyway, both families are dilapidated box-style houses, and no one's situation is better than the other.
After the verdict, Li Zaian waved and signaled that Shipi, who was standing in a corner of the living room, came over two stacks of banknotes, one stack of 100,000 Cruzero... Cruzero has depreciated greatly during this period, and the 200,000 Cruzero can't even exchange for 200,000 Cruzero.
Li Zaian split the two stacks of money, of which 150,000 were given to one household with a large population, and the remaining 50,000 were given to another household. According to him, the previous household had to demolish the originally repaired house and build another floor. The money was considered compensation for them.
For the remaining household, although 50,000 is not much, it is also his intention.
Of course, the two families were not dissatisfied with this way. The two couples stood up and bowed to Li Zaian to thank him. Then they each took the money in their hands and went out happily.
Is there any more? When the two couples left the door, Li Zaian straightened his waist, rubbed his sore waist and eyes, and asked without looking back
Shi Pi quickly walked to the entrance, looked at the courtyard outside the door, and shook his head as he turned around and said: No more sir
That's good, Li Zaian pinched his eyebrows with two fingers. Thinking of the report I just received, he said, "If you want to solve the problem of the swelling and cracking of the water pipe in the slope in the south, please arrange for someone to repair the cost. The cost will be taken from the account first. I will explain to Banoro when I look back."
There was also tap water in the Morio slum. The underground water pipes were paved by Banoro six or seven years ago. There was a long lack of repair and maintenance. A few days ago, there was a problem on a section of the southern slope, causing water cuts of 100 households in the southern area.
Things like this also need to be organized to deal with the repairs
Relatively speaking, many slums, including Morio, are more like outlandish places that are completely separated from mainstream society. People living here do not pay taxes or are unable to pay taxes, and the country does not regard these people who do not pay taxes as citizens. The few people-friendly policies in Brasilia cannot reach here at all, including the most basic infrastructure construction.
After listening to Li Zaian's instructions, Shipi turned around and walked out of the door. When he reached the entrance, he almost collided with Lautini who was walking in with a stack of newspapers.
Mr., Today's newspaper. Let Shipi, Lautini wait until he left the door before walking to Li Zaian'an, put the newspaper in his hand on the table in front of him, and said softly
Well, Li Zai'an nodded, reached out to take the newspaper, and seemed to randomly find a copy of St. Paul's Story, and browsed it all in a hurry.
When he turned to the sixth and seventh editions, his thick eyebrows slightly raised, and a trace of fierceness flashed across his originally calm face in a very short moment.
Lautini didn't notice this abnormality. She brought out a tray from the small restaurant, bent down and placed it on the table. Just as she was about to say that it was the lunch prepared for him, Li Zaian stood up first and said: I'll go out. If someone comes to me, I'll say I'll come back before dark.
But your lunch... Lautini hesitated for a moment and asked timidly
Stop eating, Li Zaian quickly walked to the corner of the living room, took off a sun hat from the clothes hanger, and hurried out.
The St. Paul's St. Paul's St. is where Li Zai'an and Chen Jin and others agreed to communicate information. Today, in the middle of the sixth and seventh editions, Li Zai'an saw a message, translated through a simple key, and the hidden information was that the squad leader was injured, Lutheran Hospital
Li Zaian knows the temperament of his group of guys very well. If it weren't for the serious situation, they would never send the news through this contact information.
Li Zai'an of Lutheran Church knew that the full name of this hospital is Martin Luther Christian Church Charity Hospital, located on March 25th Street, not far from Chen Jin and the Chinese restaurant.
Li Zaian drove to the 25th Street and parked his car in the parking lot of a Chunfang Teahouse opposite the church hospital. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Chen Jin riding a mountain bike from the west, with a large bag of boxed rice hanging on the handlebars.
Chen Jin obviously saw him too, but he didn't come over to speak, but pretended to be unfamiliar and rode his bike straight into the small square in front of the hospital.
As a charity hospital, the medical expenses collected by the Lutheran Church Hospital are relatively low, so most of the people who come here for treatment and treatment are ordinary people with poor family backgrounds.
Although it was almost noon, there were still many people entering and leaving the hospital gate, most of which were Asians, and Li Zai'an was very inconspicuous.
Behind Chen Jin, he walked up to the steps in front of the hospital building, walked into the registration hall of the hospital, and when he turned to the elevator entrance of No. 4, he felt that Chen Jin's pace slowed down. Li Zaian looked around and no one noticed him, so he rushed to catch up with him in two steps.
It was almost noon, and this was the hottest period of the day. In the Morio slum, there were six or seven people crowded in the courtyard in front of Li Zaian'an's small building. Among the six or seven people, there were men and women, and they were divided into two camps, with four or five bodyguards around the building, and they were still arguing with each other indignantly.
In the living room of the small building separated by a door, Li Zaian sat on a soft single sofa with a cigarette in his right hand, clenched his fist in his left hand to support his chin, and listened to the statements of the two couples on the other side with their own reasons with their own face.
Today is Saturday, that is, Saturday. In religion, especially Judaism, Saturday's original meaning is the Sabbath. On this day, no one can work, otherwise he will be executed.
In the Catholic doctrine, according to the provisions of Matthew, everyone does not have to stop working on the Sabbath, but they should do more good deeds.
It was also the same day. In the slums like Morio, which are ruled by drug lords and gangs, the main characters of the gang will put down their work and focus on handling some civil and criminal issues that occur in the control area.
Like the Morio slum, this is the area controlled by the Banoro drug lord group. The country's laws are not good here, and the police in Sao Paulo cannot enter the law enforcement here. However, as a slum where tens of thousands of people live, some disputes arising from ordinary people will eventually be resolved. In other words, there must be an order here, and the drug trafficking organizations that actually master this area have become the defenders of this order.
According to custom, every Saturday, the disputes accumulated in the Morio slum for a week will be mediated by Banoro personally, such as theft, injury, rape and other crimes, which will be handled on the spot.
The principle is simple but very direct and effective - killing people to pay for their lives, and owing debts to pay for their money. This principle remains unchanged forever
However, in this process, some humanized things have been introduced, such as hurting people. It is impossible for the person who hurts the other party to cut the other party and then sentences them to make up for the knife. In the past, Banoro would negotiate compensation with the victim in an arbitration.
If the injured person can take out money for compensation and the victim can accept it, then use money for compensation. If the victim does not accept it and insists on making up for the knife, then the arbitration will basically follow the victim's wishes.
On the contrary, if the injured person cannot afford to compensate, it doesn't matter. Generally, Banoro will arrange for him to do something more dangerous, such as drug transport, murder, etc., and the organization will use the money to subsidize the victims.
Li Zaian is not sure who first emerged this rule, but fundamentally, it is of great help to drug trafficking organizations to base themselves in slums and harvest public opinion in slums, because this on-site judgment and on-site arbitration method is more intuitive and specific than cumbersome judicial trials, and it will also give ordinary people a fairer impression - most importantly, the entire judgment process is not charged at all, not only does it charge, but if the perpetrator is sentenced to death, the drug trafficking organization will also take out a sum of money to resettle his family.
Li Zaian also saw such scenes in his previous life, for example, there was such a scene in the gangster movie "The Godfather". At that time, I only thought it was an artistic interpretation, but I didn't expect it to exist.
No wonder those gangs who have been in the past decades have been repeatedly banned, nor is it that drug trafficking organizations in Latin America can compete with the government army, for nothing else, because they have adopted the basic policy of closely connecting with the masses and building a harmonious society on a small scale.
Originally, this arbitration was handled by Banoro himself, but the old man was not feeling well these two days. It was probably because of excessive drinking, which caused alcohol poisoning. So today's arbitration was handled by Li Zai'an, the second-person in the organization.
Although Morio is a slum occupied by drug trafficking organizations, in the eyes of the world, it is a place of sin abandoned by God, and no one dares to enter such a place at any time, but in fact, this sinisterness is only for outsiders. In the slum, the actual crime rate is much lower than that in the city of St. Paul.
From 8 a.m. to now, Li Zaian has handled twenty or thirty disputes, most of which are trivial matters.
Just like the two families in front of them, the dispute between them was just because one of them built a floor on the original house, blocking the light in the back home.
Li Zaian listened for nearly ten minutes and gave an arbitration in just one minute: let the two families change houses, and the one with a larger population will be replaced by the back, so that he will not affect others after the other one. Anyway, both families are dilapidated box-style houses, and no one's situation is better than the other.
After the verdict, Li Zaian waved and signaled that Shipi, who was standing in a corner of the living room, came over two stacks of banknotes, one stack of 100,000 Cruzero... Cruzero has depreciated greatly during this period, and the 200,000 Cruzero can't even exchange for 200,000 Cruzero.
Li Zaian split the two stacks of money, of which 150,000 were given to one household with a large population, and the remaining 50,000 were given to another household. According to him, the previous household had to demolish the originally repaired house and build another floor. The money was considered compensation for them.
For the remaining household, although 50,000 is not much, it is also his intention.
Of course, the two families were not dissatisfied with this way. The two couples stood up and bowed to Li Zaian to thank him. Then they each took the money in their hands and went out happily.
Is there any more? When the two couples left the door, Li Zaian straightened his waist, rubbed his sore waist and eyes, and asked without looking back
Shi Pi quickly walked to the entrance, looked at the courtyard outside the door, and shook his head as he turned around and said: No more sir
That's good, Li Zaian pinched his eyebrows with two fingers. Thinking of the report I just received, he said, "If you want to solve the problem of the swelling and cracking of the water pipe in the slope in the south, please arrange for someone to repair the cost. The cost will be taken from the account first. I will explain to Banoro when I look back."
There was also tap water in the Morio slum. The underground water pipes were paved by Banoro six or seven years ago. There was a long lack of repair and maintenance. A few days ago, there was a problem on a section of the southern slope, causing water cuts of 100 households in the southern area.
Things like this also need to be organized to deal with the repairs
Relatively speaking, many slums, including Morio, are more like outlandish places that are completely separated from mainstream society. People living here do not pay taxes or are unable to pay taxes, and the country does not regard these people who do not pay taxes as citizens. The few people-friendly policies in Brasilia cannot reach here at all, including the most basic infrastructure construction.
After listening to Li Zaian's instructions, Shipi turned around and walked out of the door. When he reached the entrance, he almost collided with Lautini who was walking in with a stack of newspapers.
Mr., Today's newspaper. Let Shipi, Lautini wait until he left the door before walking to Li Zaian'an, put the newspaper in his hand on the table in front of him, and said softly
Well, Li Zai'an nodded, reached out to take the newspaper, and seemed to randomly find a copy of St. Paul's Story, and browsed it all in a hurry.
When he turned to the sixth and seventh editions, his thick eyebrows slightly raised, and a trace of fierceness flashed across his originally calm face in a very short moment.
Lautini didn't notice this abnormality. She brought out a tray from the small restaurant, bent down and placed it on the table. Just as she was about to say that it was the lunch prepared for him, Li Zaian stood up first and said: I'll go out. If someone comes to me, I'll say I'll come back before dark.
But your lunch... Lautini hesitated for a moment and asked timidly
Stop eating, Li Zaian quickly walked to the corner of the living room, took off a sun hat from the clothes hanger, and hurried out.
The St. Paul's St. Paul's St. is where Li Zai'an and Chen Jin and others agreed to communicate information. Today, in the middle of the sixth and seventh editions, Li Zai'an saw a message, translated through a simple key, and the hidden information was that the squad leader was injured, Lutheran Hospital
Li Zaian knows the temperament of his group of guys very well. If it weren't for the serious situation, they would never send the news through this contact information.
Li Zai'an of Lutheran Church knew that the full name of this hospital is Martin Luther Christian Church Charity Hospital, located on March 25th Street, not far from Chen Jin and the Chinese restaurant.
Li Zaian drove to the 25th Street and parked his car in the parking lot of a Chunfang Teahouse opposite the church hospital. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Chen Jin riding a mountain bike from the west, with a large bag of boxed rice hanging on the handlebars.
Chen Jin obviously saw him too, but he didn't come over to speak, but pretended to be unfamiliar and rode his bike straight into the small square in front of the hospital.
As a charity hospital, the medical expenses collected by the Lutheran Church Hospital are relatively low, so most of the people who come here for treatment and treatment are ordinary people with poor family backgrounds.
Although it was almost noon, there were still many people entering and leaving the hospital gate, most of which were Asians, and Li Zai'an was very inconspicuous.
Behind Chen Jin, he walked up to the steps in front of the hospital building, walked into the registration hall of the hospital, and when he turned to the elevator entrance of No. 4, he felt that Chen Jin's pace slowed down. Li Zaian looked around and no one noticed him, so he rushed to catch up with him in two steps.
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