Chapter 60
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On the other side, director Johnson left the meeting, waited outside the restaurant for a while, smoked two cigarettes, gritted his teeth and drove to Michael's house.
Mrs. Michael has finished the treatment in the hospital. All her contusions and injuries have recovered. The rest is psychotherapy. According to different situations, it may last for about three months to half a year, or longer.
The long psychological treatment also means a lot of expenses. Michael's work has been suspended, cutting off the income of the whole family.
Although he still has some money in his bank account, about more than 20000 yuan, he can't cope with all kinds of expenses.
In fact, psychotherapy is a typical disease of the rich from the perspective of ordinary people, especially the poor living in the lower urban area. Those girls living in the chaotic streets of the lower urban area almost grew up in all kinds of harassment.
From verbal harassment to small action harassment, they may even face the situation of violent harassment. Reasonably speaking, these people should be abnormal or self destructed, but not all of them.
Some of them have gone to self destruction, but some are still strong and optimistic.
Pain can hurt people, but also give people the courage to yearn for strength. Only because they are in the dark, they will yearn for the light more - the above is bullshit. Life is living, and living must be strong.
When chief Johnson parked his car outside Michael's house, he saw the police car on the roadside and two policemen drinking afternoon tea.
They just glanced at director Johnson, withdrew their eyes and continued to focus on their sweet coffee and doughnuts smeared with chocolate sauce.
Although Michael has left the police station, he is still under surveillance. He can't leave where he lives or communicate with outsiders alone if necessary.
However, for the sake of the person who once had a "license plate", the police relaxed their custody of him a little. When he talked to others, he didn't need to have the police on the scene.
Director Johnson has been to Michael's house more than once and several times. Each time, he will feel that Michael is lucky, his family is happy, his career is harmonious, and the whole room is full of an upward good life.
But this time, the moment he opened the door, a rotten smell gushed out of the room like a tomb, which also made people's mood fall to the bottom of the valley.
There was no light in the room, and some windows were covered by curtains. It may be because of Mrs. Michael's heart disease that Michael was shrouded in darkness.
The door opened and the light outside the house came in, which made the light in the room obviously brighter and could see more details.
Michael sat haggard on the sofa. He was much thinner than half a month ago. The whole person was a little thin and deformed.
The untidy white stubble on his face made him look very sloppy. In particular, his uncombed hair had already had some gray. Time seemed to have advanced a short distance on him, making him enter the old age in advance.
Michael glanced at director Johnson, only one glance, then withdrew his eyes and continued to stare at the unopened TV screen, possibly thinking about something.
A business fire rose along the soles of director Johnson's feet. He was already very talkative in the tax bureau. He thought it would get along with everyone, but look at guys like Michael, you can't help being angry.
Not to mention may make people feel degrading, but at least he should show some gratitude or gratitude. When he was in trouble, the chief secretary came to see him, but he regarded himself as air.
Soon, the anger disappeared again. If he was really angry, he might have been raised by these women's watches.
"What are you doing here?" Michael said with a hint of mockery. "Give me the final sentence?"
Director Johnson was just stunned, and his eyes were attracted by several newspapers on the tea table. He knew what the problem was.
The newspapers have been discussing one thing these two days, that is, whether there is some private revenge between Michael and Lynch, and then whether Michael has the possibility of public revenge.
There is no relationship between public vengeance and excessive law enforcement power. It is still a separate and isolated event. On the contrary, it is because Michael's public vengeance has affected the tax departments and law enforcement departments. How hard public opinion attacked these departments before, there are many apologies behind.
In addition, some people linked Michael, little Michael's father and son and Lynch's alarm theft.
Michael is a physically and mentally sound adult. He has clear three outlooks and independent thinking ability. He knows that when the wind direction of the media begins to change, it means that someone is behind it.
The media obviously want to set him up as a bad model. They can't do this by themselves, because their goals are on the issue of law enforcement power.
What can make them change is some people behind them. These people are going to abandon themselves. This is Michael's experience in the past two days. Therefore, he showed a resistance to director Johnson.
Director Johnson kept silent. He didn't know how to speak. This silence quickly increased Michael's disappointment and despair, and made him deeply realize that he didn't scare himself. Everything came true and he was abandoned.
His voice suddenly itched, and his voice became hoarse for a moment, as if there was a layer of sand in his throat. Every word and every letter was filled with an obvious sense of grain.
"Why?"
He turned to look at director Johnson. "Why? Whose decision?"
Director Johnson's face was a little red. He sighed, "you made the whole system very passive in the above decision..."
"Will you abandon me if you are passive?" Michael said and became excited. His face turned red rapidly, and some white spittle appeared at the corners of his mouth. He was angry and his mental condition seemed to be not very good.
Looking at Michael who was angry at himself, director Johnson suddenly calmed down and stabilized. His eyes were also changing, making Michael a little confused and afraid.
"You've always been impulsive and have a bad temper. I've said this about you more than once..." director Johnson's voice shows a trace of nostalgia for the old times. "Since I took office as director, in these more than ten years, your complaints have occupied more than half of the complaint mailbox of Saibin tax bureau."
"I like threatening investigation targets, doing things casually, abusing others or even humiliating others. I often act without formalities. There are too many problems with you..."
Johnson looked at Michael seriously. "Don't think you're wronged. You deserve it. I warned you, but you always do it according to your own set!"
"Times are different. This is a new era. Our society is making progress every year. In the past, maybe we haven't cleaned up our wild and savage, but now we have done it."
"Even if you don't meet Lynch, you will meet people like Zhiqi or Munchie. If you don't change yourself, you will fall."
"Don't say we abandoned you, you abandoned yourself!"
Director Johnson's words made Michael calm and depressed again. He held his head in pain. In fact, he also knew that director Johnson was right, but once this work style was formed, it was difficult to change.
No, it should be said that it is an inherent concept. In Michael's eyes, criminals have no human rights. He did strengthen his ideas through several people such as newspaper headlines.
As long as they don't kill them, they will pretend that nothing has happened, because they are not clean and dare not speak to the outside world, but will bear it silently.
Until he met Lynch, a criminal who used law and police as weapons, he was completely planted.
He couldn't figure out why it was Lynch, himself and his family. That bastard didn't behave!
Just then, the door of the upstairs room opened, and Mrs. Michael, with an interesting sick face, stood on the edge of the corridor with some worry. She looked at the two people in the downstairs living room with worry.
Director Johnson glanced back. He raised his hand and pressed it on Michael's shoulder and pinched it
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On the other side, director Johnson left the meeting, waited outside the restaurant for a while, smoked two cigarettes, gritted his teeth and drove to Michael's house.
Mrs. Michael has finished the treatment in the hospital. All her contusions and injuries have recovered. The rest is psychotherapy. According to different situations, it may last for about three months to half a year, or longer.
The long psychological treatment also means a lot of expenses. Michael's work has been suspended, cutting off the income of the whole family.
Although he still has some money in his bank account, about more than 20000 yuan, he can't cope with all kinds of expenses.
In fact, psychotherapy is a typical disease of the rich from the perspective of ordinary people, especially the poor living in the lower urban area. Those girls living in the chaotic streets of the lower urban area almost grew up in all kinds of harassment.
From verbal harassment to small action harassment, they may even face the situation of violent harassment. Reasonably speaking, these people should be abnormal or self destructed, but not all of them.
Some of them have gone to self destruction, but some are still strong and optimistic.
Pain can hurt people, but also give people the courage to yearn for strength. Only because they are in the dark, they will yearn for the light more - the above is bullshit. Life is living, and living must be strong.
When chief Johnson parked his car outside Michael's house, he saw the police car on the roadside and two policemen drinking afternoon tea.
They just glanced at director Johnson, withdrew their eyes and continued to focus on their sweet coffee and doughnuts smeared with chocolate sauce.
Although Michael has left the police station, he is still under surveillance. He can't leave where he lives or communicate with outsiders alone if necessary.
However, for the sake of the person who once had a "license plate", the police relaxed their custody of him a little. When he talked to others, he didn't need to have the police on the scene.
Director Johnson has been to Michael's house more than once and several times. Each time, he will feel that Michael is lucky, his family is happy, his career is harmonious, and the whole room is full of an upward good life.
But this time, the moment he opened the door, a rotten smell gushed out of the room like a tomb, which also made people's mood fall to the bottom of the valley.
There was no light in the room, and some windows were covered by curtains. It may be because of Mrs. Michael's heart disease that Michael was shrouded in darkness.
The door opened and the light outside the house came in, which made the light in the room obviously brighter and could see more details.
Michael sat haggard on the sofa. He was much thinner than half a month ago. The whole person was a little thin and deformed.
The untidy white stubble on his face made him look very sloppy. In particular, his uncombed hair had already had some gray. Time seemed to have advanced a short distance on him, making him enter the old age in advance.
Michael glanced at director Johnson, only one glance, then withdrew his eyes and continued to stare at the unopened TV screen, possibly thinking about something.
A business fire rose along the soles of director Johnson's feet. He was already very talkative in the tax bureau. He thought it would get along with everyone, but look at guys like Michael, you can't help being angry.
Not to mention may make people feel degrading, but at least he should show some gratitude or gratitude. When he was in trouble, the chief secretary came to see him, but he regarded himself as air.
Soon, the anger disappeared again. If he was really angry, he might have been raised by these women's watches.
"What are you doing here?" Michael said with a hint of mockery. "Give me the final sentence?"
Director Johnson was just stunned, and his eyes were attracted by several newspapers on the tea table. He knew what the problem was.
The newspapers have been discussing one thing these two days, that is, whether there is some private revenge between Michael and Lynch, and then whether Michael has the possibility of public revenge.
There is no relationship between public vengeance and excessive law enforcement power. It is still a separate and isolated event. On the contrary, it is because Michael's public vengeance has affected the tax departments and law enforcement departments. How hard public opinion attacked these departments before, there are many apologies behind.
In addition, some people linked Michael, little Michael's father and son and Lynch's alarm theft.
Michael is a physically and mentally sound adult. He has clear three outlooks and independent thinking ability. He knows that when the wind direction of the media begins to change, it means that someone is behind it.
The media obviously want to set him up as a bad model. They can't do this by themselves, because their goals are on the issue of law enforcement power.
What can make them change is some people behind them. These people are going to abandon themselves. This is Michael's experience in the past two days. Therefore, he showed a resistance to director Johnson.
Director Johnson kept silent. He didn't know how to speak. This silence quickly increased Michael's disappointment and despair, and made him deeply realize that he didn't scare himself. Everything came true and he was abandoned.
His voice suddenly itched, and his voice became hoarse for a moment, as if there was a layer of sand in his throat. Every word and every letter was filled with an obvious sense of grain.
"Why?"
He turned to look at director Johnson. "Why? Whose decision?"
Director Johnson's face was a little red. He sighed, "you made the whole system very passive in the above decision..."
"Will you abandon me if you are passive?" Michael said and became excited. His face turned red rapidly, and some white spittle appeared at the corners of his mouth. He was angry and his mental condition seemed to be not very good.
Looking at Michael who was angry at himself, director Johnson suddenly calmed down and stabilized. His eyes were also changing, making Michael a little confused and afraid.
"You've always been impulsive and have a bad temper. I've said this about you more than once..." director Johnson's voice shows a trace of nostalgia for the old times. "Since I took office as director, in these more than ten years, your complaints have occupied more than half of the complaint mailbox of Saibin tax bureau."
"I like threatening investigation targets, doing things casually, abusing others or even humiliating others. I often act without formalities. There are too many problems with you..."
Johnson looked at Michael seriously. "Don't think you're wronged. You deserve it. I warned you, but you always do it according to your own set!"
"Times are different. This is a new era. Our society is making progress every year. In the past, maybe we haven't cleaned up our wild and savage, but now we have done it."
"Even if you don't meet Lynch, you will meet people like Zhiqi or Munchie. If you don't change yourself, you will fall."
"Don't say we abandoned you, you abandoned yourself!"
Director Johnson's words made Michael calm and depressed again. He held his head in pain. In fact, he also knew that director Johnson was right, but once this work style was formed, it was difficult to change.
No, it should be said that it is an inherent concept. In Michael's eyes, criminals have no human rights. He did strengthen his ideas through several people such as newspaper headlines.
As long as they don't kill them, they will pretend that nothing has happened, because they are not clean and dare not speak to the outside world, but will bear it silently.
Until he met Lynch, a criminal who used law and police as weapons, he was completely planted.
He couldn't figure out why it was Lynch, himself and his family. That bastard didn't behave!
Just then, the door of the upstairs room opened, and Mrs. Michael, with an interesting sick face, stood on the edge of the corridor with some worry. She looked at the two people in the downstairs living room with worry.
Director Johnson glanced back. He raised his hand and pressed it on Michael's shoulder and pinched it
On the other side, director Johnson left the meeting, waited outside the restaurant for a while, smoked two cigarettes, gritted his teeth and drove to Michael's house.Mrs. Michael has finished the treatment in the hospital. All her contusions and injuries have recovered. The rest is psychotherapy. According to different situations, it may last for about three months to half a year, or longer.The long psychological treatment also means a lot of expenses. Michael's work has been suspended, cutting off the income of the whole family.Although he still has some money in his bank account, about more than 20000 yuan, he can't cope with all kinds of expenses.In fact, psychotherapy is a typical disease of the rich from the perspective of ordinary people, especially the poor living in the lower urban area. Those girls living in the chaotic streets of the lower urban area almost grew up in all kinds of harassment.From verbal harassment to small action harassment, they may even face the situation of violent harassment. Reasonably speaking, these people should be abnormal or self destructed, but not all of them.Some of them have gone to self destruction, but some are still strong and optimistic.Pain can hurt people, but also give people the courage to yearn for strength. Only because they are in the dark, they will yearn for the light more - the above is bullshit. Life is living, and living must be strong.When chief Johnson parked his car outside Michael's house, he saw the police car on the roadside and two policemen drinking afternoon tea.They just glanced at director Johnson, withdrew their eyes and continued to focus on their sweet coffee and doughnuts smeared with chocolate sauce.Although Michael has left the police station, he is still under surveillance. He can't leave where he lives or communicate with outsiders alone if necessary.However, for the sake of the person who once had a "license plate", the police relaxed their custody of him a little. When he talked to others, he didn't need to have the police on the scene.Director Johnson has been to Michael's house more than once and several times. Each time, he will feel that Michael is lucky, his family is happy, his career is harmonious, and the whole room is full of an upward good life.But this time, the moment he opened the door, a rotten smell gushed out of the room like a tomb, which also made people's mood fall to the bottom of the valley.There was no light in the room, and some windows were covered by curtains. It may be because of Mrs. Michael's heart disease that Michael was shrouded in darkness.The door opened and the light outside the house came in, which made the light in the room obviously brighter and could see more details.Michael sat haggard on the sofa. He was much thinner than half a month ago. The whole person was a little thin and deformed.The untidy white stubble on his face made him look very sloppy. In particular, his uncombed hair had already had some gray. Time seemed to have advanced a short distance on him, making him enter the old age in advance.Michael glanced at director Johnson, only one glance, then withdrew his eyes and continued to stare at the unopened TV screen, possibly thinking about something.A business fire rose along the soles of director Johnson's feet. He was already very talkative in the tax bureau. He thought it would get along with everyone, but look at guys like Michael, you can't help being angry.Not to mention may make people feel degrading, but at least he should show some gratitude or gratitude. When he was in trouble, the chief secretary came to see him, but he regarded himself as air.Soon, the anger disappeared again. If he was really angry, he might have been raised by these women's watches."What are you doing here?" Michael said with a hint of mockery. "Give me the final sentence?"Director Johnson was just stunned, and his eyes were attracted by several newspapers on the tea table. He knew what the problem was.The newspapers have been discussing one thing these two days, that is, whether there is some private revenge between Michael and Lynch, and then whether Michael has the possibility of public revenge.There is no relationship between public vengeance and excessive law enforcement power. It is still a separate and isolated event. On the contrary, it is because Michael's public vengeance has affected the tax departments and law enforcement departments. How hard public opinion attacked these departments before, there are many apologies behind.In addition, some people linked Michael, little Michael's father and son and Lynch's alarm theft.Michael is a physically and mentally sound adult. He has clear three outlooks and independent thinking ability. He knows that when the wind direction of the media begins to change, it means that someone is behind it.The media obviously want to set him up as a bad model. They can't do this by themselves, because their goals are on the issue of law enforcement power.What can make them change is some people behind them. These people are going to abandon themselves. This is Michael's experience in the past two days. Therefore, he showed a resistance to director Johnson.Director Johnson kept silent. He didn't know how to speak. This silence quickly increased Michael's disappointment and despair, and made him deeply realize that he didn't scare himself. Everything came true and he was abandoned.His voice suddenly itched, and his voice became hoarse for a moment, as if there was a layer of sand in his throat. Every word and every letter was filled with an obvious sense of grain."Why?"He turned to look at director Johnson. "Why? Whose decision?"Director Johnson's face was a little red. He sighed, "you made the whole system very passive in the above decision...""Will you abandon me if you are passive?" Michael said and became excited. His face turned red rapidly, and some white spittle appeared at the corners of his mouth. He was angry and his mental condition seemed to be not very good.Looking at Michael who was angry at himself, director Johnson suddenly calmed down and stabilized. His eyes were also changing, making Michael a little confused and afraid."You've always been impulsive and have a bad temper. I've said this about you more than once..." director Johnson's voice shows a trace of nostalgia for the old times. "Since I took office as director, in these more than ten years, your complaints have occupied more than half of the complaint mailbox of Saibin tax bureau.""I like threatening investigation targets, doing things casually, abusing others or even humiliating others. I often act without formalities. There are too many problems with you..."Johnson looked at Michael seriously. "Don't think you're wronged. You deserve it. I warned you, but you always do it according to your own set!""Times are different. This is a new era. Our society is making progress every year. In the past, maybe we haven't cleaned up our wild and savage, but now we have done it.""Even if you don't meet Lynch, you will meet people like Zhiqi or Munchie. If you don't change yourself, you will fall.""Don't say we abandoned you, you abandoned yourself!"Director Johnson's words made Michael calm and depressed again. He held his head in pain. In fact, he also knew that director Johnson was right, but once this work style was formed, it was difficult to change.No, it should be said that it is an inherent concept. In Michael's eyes, criminals have no human rights. He did strengthen his ideas through several people such as newspaper headlines.As long as they don't kill them, they will pretend that nothing has happened, because they are not clean and dare not speak to the outside world, but will bear it silently.Until he met Lynch, a criminal who used law and police as weapons, he was completely planted.He couldn't figure out why it was Lynch, himself and his family. That bastard didn't behave!Just then, the door of the upstairs room opened, and Mrs. Michael, with an interesting sick face, stood on the edge of the corridor with some worry. She looked at the two people in the downstairs living room with worry.Director Johnson glanced back. He raised his hand and pressed it on Michael's shoulder and pinched it
