The dim light and relatively cramped space inside a car could give people a considerable sense of security. That was one reason some people liked spending time alone in their cars.
Lin Qi gave the Director a cigarette. Two glowing embers lit up in the back seat as the scenery outside slowly drifted backward. Everything was so quiet.
After a long while, the Director finally asked, "Mr. Lin Qi, how harshly should we deal with these people? I'm not quite sure."
It wasn't that he didn't understand. He simply wanted to make sure once again.
After all, most of the people Conner had to deal with, as well as those he would have to deal with in the future, were probably ordinary people.
They might simply not have been thinking clearly. Their blood had run hot, and they had risen to the occasion, but that did not necessarily mean their intentions were bad.
However, from the Federal Government's perspective, regardless of whether their intentions were good or bad, they had caused serious consequences and had to be dealt with! The country's social order could not be destroyed just because someone had wanted to do something good, and those people could not simply be let off.
Lin Qi took a deep drag, then slowly exhaled. "He wants you to be a knife, so be a knife."
"Not a paddle for spanking, and not a whip. A knife. Do I need to make that any clearer?"
The Director shook his head. "No need, Mr. Lin Qi. I understand."
In the darkness, Lin Qi could only see the reflection in the Director's eyes, but that was enough. "When he, I, and the others talk, we aren't considering the gains and losses of any one person."
"We're not considering what he'll eat today or