Chapter 50: No Worries

"Mr. Jonny, I am the new patrol officer, you can call me Clark. For the next period of time, I will be responsible for the patrol and security work in the nearby block."

"I just heard you encountered some trouble...", he sized up Jonny sitting in the wheelchair, and the plaster on his body, took off his hat and sat on a seat not far from him.

"They said they have caught the murderer, but the money you lost can't be found back. I asked the officer who handled it, you can prepare a lawyer to sue them, let their families compensate for your... various losses.", he looked at Jonny's arm and almost couldn't help laughing.

In fact, Jonny has become a joke on this street. The case spread very quickly. People like him who are stingy and mean are a minority, so everyone thinks this is a bloody joke.

Although it is a joke, it is bloody.

He is actually not very willing to face this Officer Clark now, but he still forced himself to deal with him, "Thank you for coming to notify me, this is good news for me, but you see, I can't afford a lawyer now."

"By the way, I want to ask one thing, will they hire a lawyer?"

After the Federal Constitution was amended many times, it stipulated that the parties have the right to hire a lawyer to defend themselves, or to claim rights, and federal justice also supports it.

But it obviously didn't take care of the poor, because most poor people can't afford lawyers, so federal justice at this time is purely a toy for the rich.

Ordinary people have no legal knowledge, and have no advantage when facing professional lawyers. Often, even if they are victims, they may be sent to prison.

The current price for hiring a criminal lawyer in the Federation is not cheap. Even if this case doesn't need defense and is a one hundred percent victory, the other party will require at least one hundred dollars or more, with no upper limit, and they will extract at least fifteen percent, up to thirty percent, of the "business commission" from the compensation the judge sentences to Jonny.

Jonny can't afford a lawyer, and also hopes the other party can't afford it, so he doesn't need to spend an extra sum of money, and can get some compensation.

Officer Clark shook his head, "I'm not too clear about this. This is a case for the criminal investigation team, I have no right to ask."

He said and paused, "Besides these things I want to tell you, there is one more thing today."

"Before John left..."

Before he finished speaking, Jonny interrupted him, "I have already paid the money, paid for half a year at once, maybe Officer John didn't talk to you about this."

The smile on Clark's face disappeared visibly to the naked eye. He looked at Jonny, his eyes a bit unkind, "This is your and John's business, he doesn't manage this area now."

"Unlike John, everyone knows he is very greedy, so I only need you to pay fifty dollars a month."

"Pay monthly."

This is actually the only way. Before John left, he squeezed all the merchants on this street dry.

After Clark came, he understood the situation, and scolded John for half an hour with his partner, but they still had to find a way to collect the money.

They discussed it, and now the only way is to collect less money, and collect it monthly. The possibility of this is a bit higher.

John is indeed a greedy wild dog. He collected higher regular fees than other patrol areas, but this also has something to do with his ruthless means.

Clark doesn't hope he has a terrible nickname. In the end, they determined that shops with booming business collect fifty dollars a month, and those with average business collect thirty dollars a month.

As for those who don't even have thirty dollars of profit a month?

They will let these incapable people roll away and let the shop to those who have ability and want to do business.

As a newly appointed officer, where to start collecting, and whether it can be collected, is very critical. This determines whether Officer Clark and his partner can be the final word on this street in the future.

If he can't collect Jonny's money, it will become difficult when he goes to collect other people's money. They will oppose him.

Only by settling Jonny, who is the most profitable and also the most difficult to deal with, will these people obediently pay the money.

He scolded John, the bitch-raised dog, in his heart for messing around, making them very passive now, and also scolded Jonny in his heart.

You are disabled, yet you still can't see the status quo. He definitely won't have any good face.

Clark took a deep breath, "Jonny, you know, there are many pairs of eyes outside looking at us."

"Don't make me embarrassed, and I won't make it difficult for you."

"It's just fifty dollars."

The two looked at each other for a long time. Jonny pursed his lips, and scolded John and this Officer Clark countless times in his heart. All kinds of dirty words were scolded out, and it seemed that only then could he feel better.

Looking at the other party's eyes getting colder and colder, getting harder and harder to shake, Jonny was very angry, and his throat became a bit hoarse, "Hope you are not like John who only knows how to talk big."

A smile appeared on Officer Clark's face, "You will see me maintain the safety here very well!"

Jonny gathered all the small change in the money box together. It was still short of a few dollars. Although it was all small change, Officer Clark didn't care at all.

He grabbed it directly, held it in his hand, "You still owe me five dollars. These five dollars are my consolation for visiting your injury, hope you can recover early."

"Jonny, you are a smart person, very glad you didn't make me embarrassed, I definitely won't make it difficult for you either. If there is any problem, call the radio, they can find me."

Officer Clark, who came out of the bakery, shook his belt. His partner took out a cotton-hemp cloth bag from the car

The shopkeepers standing at their own doorways watching the scene cursed Jonny, complaining about why he didn't hold up under the pressure, while simultaneously starting to prepare cash. This group of sons-of-bitches, these vampires, they really should go to hell!

In the afternoon, another piece of bad news arrived: the court sent the trial date and told him that the other party had hired a defense lawyer.

If he didn't hire a lawyer, it was highly likely he would fall into a disadvantageous position in this lawsuit that was originally a one-hundred-percent victory.

Fortunately, Jonny still had some savings, about seven or eight hundred dollars. He went to the bank to withdraw some money, found a relatively ordinary law firm, and after paying a twenty-dollar consultation fee, he received a satisfactory answer.

The lawyer told him that this case had no controversial aspects; his apprentice had premeditated the home invasion, robbery, and assault, and as the sole victim, even if the other party's lawyer was a gold-medal lawyer from New Jincheng.

It was impossible to turn him from a victim into a perpetrator. The only thing the other party could do was to reduce the prison sentences of those few young people as much as possible and strive for the smallest possible fine.

This lawyer even told Jonny that he might be able to obtain more compensation because, from the professional perspective of a professional lawyer, spending a little money to secure the victim's forgiveness was the simplest and most effective way to reduce the sentencing standard.

In other words, Jonny might make a small profit.

Jonny repeatedly asked if it was necessary for him to hire a lawyer, and the other party gave him this answer: "You have absolutely no need to waste money on this, unless you hope to strive for more compensation, but please forgive me for being more blunt, this might make you pay more."

"Because there might be a second trial or even more, your legal fees will increase significantly; you understand what I mean."

The lawyer's confident manner put Jonny, who had little education, completely at ease. After thanking the lawyer, he left the law firm.

At the same time, he felt a bit of heartache for wasting twenty dollars; he hadn't intended to hire a lawyer in the first place, and in fact, there was no need to consult at all.

The bakery's business in the evening was still extremely booming. It must be said that Jonny was not just a cook who knew how to bake bread; he was a cook who understood people's needs.

He was always able to make his bread more filling and longer-lasting against hunger; this was the secret to his ability to make money.

Busy until after six in the evening, the peak period of business finally passed.

When the people in the bakery had dispersed and the bakery was closing, he asked his daughter to push him to the window.

Watching the city outside start to darken, but become colorful in the distance, he had some inexplicable thoughts in his heart.

Not knowing how much time had passed, when his daughter came to wipe the table and needed him to move a little, he discovered a small card on the table beside him—

"Wanli Financial Service Consulting Company, solving your financial worries."