Chapter 1007

The atmosphere in the car was somewhat heavy. What the captain said made Boni realize that Lans's goal was certainly not just this group of people, but the Perez family behind them.

If Fran were to go and negotiate with Lans, he didn't know how much of a price they would have to pay to resolve this matter.

Or perhaps Fran wouldn't negotiate with Lans and would use other ways to resolve this crisis, but how much would that require?

He didn't know, but it certainly wouldn't be a small amount.

Boni felt a bit angry. Every collision between them and the Lans family hadn't yielded any advantages; instead, he had suffered quite a few losses himself.

Whether it was interests, family members, or face, Lans and the Lans family were like guys sent by God specifically to deal with them, making people's heads ache.

He suddenly had this thought, and he felt it was absurd at first—they were the Perez family!

In the process of development over so many years, there had been more than one challenger, but what about in the end?

Where those challengers went, he wasn't clear, but the Perez family still stood here.

But gradually, he wasn't so confident in this thought anymore.

Just as he was thinking about how the family would respond next and was silent, causing the atmosphere in the entire carriage to be very solemn, a beam of blinding light shot directly through the car window glass.

He subconsciously squinted his eyes and looked toward the light source. At this very moment, he felt his scalp was about to explode, and at the same time, he was breaking out in a cold sweat all over.

"Fa...", he couldn't even curse, his body instinctively prepared to meet the impact, but the force of this impact was too great!

The violent force made his whole body almost fly up before he slammed heavily into the lawyer on the side near the impact. At this moment, his mind was already a blank.

He only knew that this car had been hit; as for the rest, he was no longer clear.

Then there was another heavy crashing sound, accompanied by the sound of the car body being crushed and deformed. Everything erupted within a few seconds and quickly returned to calm after the eruption.

And his consciousness also sank deeply into darkness.

All of this happened too fast, so fast that no matter who it was, they couldn't react in time, and even using language to describe it couldn't describe one percent of the tragedy!

For those who didn't witness all of this happening, perhaps they only heard two crashing sounds that were almost back-to-back, and then it was over.

Two seconds, or three seconds.

Everyone in the police station stood up in shock and suspicion. They looked at each other, and it wasn't until more than ten seconds later that some officers took their pistols and left the first-floor lobby, seeing the courtyard wall that had already been knocked down.

And that van that had already been deformed and stuck on the concrete pillar, as well as the large truck behind it.

Upstairs, the police chief, who had just been lying on the bed hugging a pillow and was already somewhat dazed and falling asleep, was also awakened by these two consecutive loud bangs.

He lifted his head abruptly, his heartbeat somewhat rapid.

Whenever he was awakened by someone just after he had fallen asleep, or when he hadn't slept well, he would have this uncomfortable feeling.

The doctor said he had some minor problems with his heart nerves, not fatal, but there were risks, and he needed to pay attention to rest.

But as a police chief, how could he possibly have a stable schedule?

He stood up clutching his chest, pursing his lips tightly, as if this could counter that uncomfortable rapid heartbeat.

After waiting for a while, he slowly got up, walked to the window, lifted the curtain, and looked outside.

He only saw a large truck with its headlights constantly flashing, pushing a small car against the pillar that had already been knocked down at the police station entrance. Although he didn't see the scene of the impact, he could imagine how shocking the scene of the impact was.

The wobbly truck driver jumped down from the cab, bending over as if he were coughing violently, and he even vomited some things out.

The officers had already controlled the driver. They tried to save the people in the van, but the whole car was deformed, and the worst part was that the concrete pillar had almost snapped the car in half.

It was like a knife, deeply embedded, so much so that the car doors and windows were all deformed.

The police chief's forehead had already started to sweat; that was Boni's car.

His fists were tightly clenched together, and he didn't know if it was because the rapid heartbeat was too uncomfortable, or because of Boni's encounter.

The wailing ambulance arrived at the scene very quickly, along with the fire department. With their cooperation, the few people in the car were all saved.

The lawyer died immediately. His luck was bad; he was on the first impact surface, and at the same time, under the huge force, Boni hit his body like a cannonball.

He helped Boni absorb all the force, by way of being a human cushion himself.

The doctor checked briefly and said that almost all of his ribs were broken. These broken ribs pierced his lung lobes, and he also had severe brain damage.

Never mind that the person was already dead now, even if he hadn't died and had been saved, there was a high probability he would only be able to lie in bed for a lifetime.

The situation of the driver, the front passenger, and the other two passengers was also not very good. Three out of the four people were already dead, and the one who wasn't dead had a broken thoracic spine; even if saved, he would only be able to spend his life in a wheelchair.

Boni was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Many bones in his body were broken, and he was in great danger. He was sent for emergency treatment immediately.

As for whether he could be saved, no one knew.

The police chief quickly got dressed and went downstairs again. He glanced at the driver who was full of the smell of alcohol. Of course, he wouldn't think this was an isolated incident; vaguely standing behind this was that man.

Lans White.

This also made the police chief somewhat hateful; Lans and his Lans family really didn't follow the rules at all.

He didn't like this kind of gang that didn't follow the rules. Such a gang would only destroy social order and cause social instability, which didn't fit the federal government's purpose of indulging gangs.

He tried to obtain some intelligence from the driver's side, but the driver had drunk too much and was already in a state of drunkenness; he could only wait until he sobered up before trying to dig something out of his mouth.

Judging from the results of the on-site investigation, the truck driver had floored the accelerator and crashed over, without even a trace of braking. If one were to say this wasn't intentional, he would be the first not to believe it.

This might be the first time since the establishment of the New Jincheng Police Department that a wall had been destroyed because of a gang fight, and at the same time, this was like a slap in the face of the police chief.

He was a bit confused as to why Lans was so arrogant.

But soon, he became somewhat dejected, because Lans indeed had the qualifications to be arrogant.

At this time, Senator Cleveland was still working.

Saying he was working wasn't entirely accurate; this was just a small meeting after the assembly.

However, Senator Cleveland was very angry. At the previous regular meeting, he had argued with another group of people, and the intensity was actually not much different from a shouting match.

Not everyone in Congress could maintain consistency on certain issues.

If the Senate and the House of Representatives were a whole, then that would be the worst thing in the world.

And precisely, they were not a whole, and each had their own interest demands, like an unstable thing, one shape one moment, and the Federation was a beautiful Federation.

The congressmen in Congress now had numerous labels on them, so complex that each person might have a dozen, or even dozens.

But overall, they were divided into three major camps, two ideologies, and countless factions.

The three major camps naturally referred to the Liberal Party, the Socialist Party, the Federal Party, and the Workers' Party, which had been established but hadn't won a single Senate seat, so only the three major camps were counted here.

Countless factions referred to interest groups composed of different people, for example, Senator Cleveland's faction. When Senator Cleveland and the Senate President and others were together, they would form another faction. In this regard, there was me in you, and you in me, which was very complex.

Even the congressmen themselves didn't know how many factions there were, and which ones each person was a member of, or which dozen or dozens of factions they belonged to.

Here, what they were arguing about was ideology.

Some people's ideologies were more radical, so they became the radical faction, for example, Senator Cleveland and these relatively young senators.

They weren't very old, for a top politician, so their ideologies were often very "cutting-edge."

This point was always met with dissatisfaction from some old and steady senators. They believed that cutting-edge and radical meant that sometimes things would be made a mess, so this group of people formed the conservative faction.

This ideology wasn't entirely stable. When facing different issues, the members of the radical faction and the conservative faction would adjust accordingly.

Actually, in the end, it was still about personal interests. When some people thought that being radical was good for them, they would stand on the radical side.

But if being conservative was good for them, then they would become firm conservative congressmen.

Recently, that group of "anti-war" people started marching and protesting again. They linked war to human self-destruction, claiming that the Federation's current behavior was pushing all of humanity into the abyss.

Since the war developed to the present, anti-war protests broke out several times every year. These people could always find reasons for anti-war, for example, when the war first broke out, their reason for anti-war was "children shouldn't be sent to the battlefield."

They believed that the federal government sending young federal people to the battlefield to be killed by the enemy was a naked criminal act.

But with the economic upturn brought by the war and the increase in income, people were no longer disgusted by this reason, because the beneficiaries were ultimately the majority.

Then they put forward the reason that "war is contrary to morality and the Bible," attacking the act of plundering others' lives in war from the moral and religious level, saying they would go to hell.

The federal government had the Pope Cardinal make a statement in public that "ancient soldiers go to heaven after being loyal to the monarch, and now it is the same," which resolved these reasons for anti-war.

Now, they put forward again that "humanity will self-destruct because of war," they could always find reasons.

There were also a few congressmen in Congress who supported anti-war. Did they really not understand the benefits war brought to the Federation?

Of course not, they certainly knew that war could actually bring huge benefits to all walks of life in society.

If they couldn't even understand such simple truths, they weren't fit to hold important senator positions in Congress.

But why did they oppose it when they clearly knew it was a good thing?

Actually, to put it bluntly, because anti-war could bring them more benefits, so they stood on the anti-war side.

For example, some international consortiums with Dantela consortium backgrounds that had been investigated, they funded these senators to actively submit various anti-war proposals.

Although the senators knew they wouldn't pass, they would submit them, and then actively publicize these proposals to society to trigger discussion of social public opinion as a bargaining chip for anti-war.

Plus they couldn't get as much profit from the war as others, so they firmly stood on the anti-war side.

By the end of the year, not only was the federal government busy, but Congress also became busy. A regular meeting was held in the afternoon.

At the meeting, the people on the anti-war side started submitting anti-war proposals again. They claimed that the war should be ended as soon as possible through negotiations and other means to avoid the birth of a bunch of problems.

Originally, everyone just treated these things as a convention and didn't intend to delve into them, but as they talked, they mentioned the matter of Xiang Yalan.

They believed that the Federation was currently transforming from a "police officer maintaining world peace" to a "world aggressor full of ambition."

Because of the change in the Federation's international image, the three northern countries had already blocked the border and deployed troops along the border line.

Once a military friction occurred and escalated, it was very likely that a local war would occur. This was one of the reasons for "war will bring destruction" in their anti-war reasons this time.

Since Xiang Yalan was mentioned, it was certain that Senator Cleveland, who had been supporting and pushing this matter behind the scenes, had to be mentioned. The two sides first escalated each other's attitudes through some arguments in Congress, and then started accusing each other.

They accused Senator Cleveland and the President of being war profiteers, launching an inhumane war of aggression for their own selfish interests, violating the equality and freedom and equality elements advocated in the Federal Constitution.

Senator Cleveland accused them of taking black money from abroad and acting as spokespersons for the Federation's hostile forces, which was naked treason and betrayal, and asked the Senate President to set up an investigation team to fiercely investigate the background of these people.

Whose background could withstand investigation?

Not even the President's!

Although everyone knew that Senator Cleveland's words were just a catchphrase similar to "fuck you," its deterrent power was real.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was still a decent person, and the Senate President had been maintaining order, maybe the two groups of people would have definitely had a fight today!

The contradiction between these congressmen who favored pushing the war and the congressmen who opposed the war and advocated peace had existed for more than two years, not overnight, so the constant escalation didn't make people feel strange.

The two groups of people argued until after the meeting ended and left. In the small meeting after the meeting, the senator was still accusing these traitors of doing some stupid things.

Today he was very angry. In the past, these people had never pointed the spearhead at him so unmasked.

So he immediately launched a fierce counterattack that looked somewhat... like a farce in the eyes of ordinary people.

"These sons of bitches must be planning something damn thing, get someone to investigate them!"

After cursing for a while, under the comfort of his friends, he was finally "no longer angry."

Actually, his performance in Congress, including his anger and loss of composure later, was more than half performance.

Others naturally wouldn't object; now the most important thing was to comfort him.

Afterward, they prepared to enter work. His chief aide took the initiative to walk to his side, whispered a few words in his ear, he looked back at his chief aide, and then stood up, "I'll take a call, you guys talk first."

He left here independently to take the call, but his aide and his secretary both stayed here. This was to avoid some things he didn't want to see happening when he wasn't there.

Actually, speaking of which, there was an interesting thing.

Politicians during this period, if they had cancer, were often bladder cancer and bowel cancer, because they often held their urine and feces for a long time.

Now there were no better materials to make beautiful, easy-to-use, and odorless adult diapers, and most people were embarrassed to pee or poop like this in front of everyone, although they were still wearing pants.

Holding urine and feces for a long time would make the risk of bladder cancer and bowel cancer constantly increase. So why did they hold it?

Actually, there was a small story behind this. The structure of any government in the early stages was often not mature enough. Either some people were arranged in some places, or some people were missing.

Later, in order to make these unreasonable situations more reasonable, these departments would be adjusted again.

Originally there were six supervisors, now only five were needed. There was one extra, what to do?

The Federation liked to hold votes, so let them vote. The six people had a pretty good relationship with each other, no one was embarrassed to vote for others, let alone vote for themselves, so they fell into a stalemate.

At this time, a supervisor suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom, so he told the other five people that he was going to the bathroom.

He felt that the matter that had been deadlocked all along wouldn't be solved just because he went to the bathroom, so he didn't have any psychological burden, nor any sense of crisis.

He patted his butt and went to the bathroom, but the remaining five supervisors looked at each other, and one of the supervisors suddenly said, "I think... (the guy who went to the bathroom) is not active in work, I vote for him."

Others immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to unify opinions without harming their own interests, and immediately followed up.

After this guy came back from the bathroom, he found that he had been "optimized."

So most politicians wouldn't easily leave meetings that could decide the development of certain things.

But after all, there were always things they couldn't avoid, so they would leave some people behind to represent their interests.