I Am a Reasonable Person

There were no noisy electrical appliances in this city, no roaring factory production noise, no tire noise or engine sounds from countless cars passing by on the road; everything was so quiet.

It was precisely this silence that made the gunshots even louder, and they even echoed from afar.

The Nagaril People who were smashing and prying outside the container suddenly seemed to be paused. Some of the onlookers shrank back and ran to watch from a distance.

Lin Qi holstered his pistol in the Sergeant's side pocket and gave a simple order, "Control these people..."

The Sergeant made a gesture, and several soldiers ran over from the truck and approached the rioters.

Pointing guns at them, even though these Nagaril People were not well-educated, they knew very well what would happen if a bullet smaller than a little finger landed on them. They didn't even dare to run away and stood there dumbly.

The Police Chief's lips twitched slightly. He stood humbly behind Lin Qi, head bowed, trying to explain.

He was about to explain, but Lin Qi's actions interrupted him. "Mr. Lin Qi..."

Lin Qi ignored him and raised his hand, which startled the Police Chief, who quickly stepped aside, thinking that Lin Qi was going to hit him.

Even at the very moment Lin Qi his hand, he still had a kind of expectation, hoping that Lin Qi would actually slap him across the face!

It's not that he has any special fetishes; it's simply because if Lin Qi really slapped him, all the mistakes he made in this incident would be wiped away by that slap.

After all, Lin Qi had already "punished" him, so he didn't need to take any more responsibility; the rest was someone else's responsibility!

Stepping back, bowing his head, and dodging were just subconscious actions, and of course, they were also related to his hesitation. Being slapped in the face by a foreigner in front of his subordinates, even if the foreigner was extremely powerful, people would not say that the foreigner was domineering; they would only say that his Police Chief had no backbone.

This world is cruel; being lenient on the outside but strict on the inside is always a double standard that people are best at applying.

Unfortunately, Lin Qi didn't intend to slap him. He simply raised his hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

This one action once again rendered the Police Chief unable to continue speaking; not only could he not continue, but he even found it difficult to begin speaking again.

He stood awkwardly to the side, unsure whether to leave or stay.

The people around the container had been brought under control. The Sergeant opened the container, and Neil, covered in blood, walked out. The Police Chief, standing nearby, knew things were in trouble.

Neil was unaware that Lin Qi was his father; if he had known, this wouldn't have happened.

Neil wasn't a flamboyant person who liked to flaunt his status. He had fairly normal values. He wasn't like some grumpy gentleman who would erect several statues at the entrance of the town he lived in just to let people know who his son was.

The statue contains him and his remarkable son. To let people know who he was, he had the stonemason carve the name "Du Lin" on the base of the young man's statue, and on the base of his own statue, he had the words "This is Du Lin's father" carved.

This Old Gentleman is a man whose personality may be a bit strange but is very interesting. Neil is not; he is just an ordinary person who has become rich and is still a bit unaccustomed to his current life. He did not go around publicizing that Lin Qi is his son as soon as he was born. He only considers himself an ordinary person.

He emerged from the container, clutching his head. He looked around, then walked up to Lin Qi with an embarrassed smile, appearing somewhat ashamed or guilty. "Sorry, I messed it up."

Lin Qi reminded him that he hadn't realized things were actually more serious than he thought, and that these people were reacting so violently.

That's not surprising; Neil is too kind-hearted. He probably still doesn't know why this happened.

Lin Qi could see through it all; these girls, and the "brothers" she called them, were all after the identity of a certain man in the camp.

That might be a bit vague, so let me put it more simply: Lin Qi once had the privilege of visiting Paradise Town, a place that some god overlooks every day. It's a tropical region where the people's enthusiasm is as intense as the weather, so hot that it's almost suffocating.

In Paradise, as soon as you reveal your foreign identity, all sorts of girls that people in their own countries would be unable to reach will immediately come up to you, making you feel so comfortable that you really feel like you're in paradise.

But that's not actually the case. It might be paradise for foreigners, where anyone who is single, regardless of gender, has endless encounters every day, making it a place they never want to leave.

But for the locals of Paradise, it's hell.

Their, especially the women's, humble efforts to please every foreigner are simply to have someone look down on them during the best years of their lives and buy them an extra plane ticket when they leave Paradise Town.

They wanted to leave, just like the uneasy girl in front of Lin Qi and the young people around her; they also wanted to leave.

But they couldn't leave. It wasn't that the Nagaril government wouldn't allow them to leave; it was that they simply couldn't afford even a one-way ticket to leave Nagaril.

For some ambitious young people, this place is hell, while for foreigners who come here, it is heaven.

These young Nagaril People cannot find suitable, long-term employment. The monopoly of resources and commodities in all aspects deprives them of any opportunity to develop themselves.

Without formal education, without the ability to change themselves, and without opportunities from society, they will eventually become like the people you see everywhere on the street, watching the years slip away, wasting their lives, becoming despondent, and turning into rotten wood.

The men had to grow something to keep themselves and their families from starving, while the women might have to work as prostitutes to supplement their income. What the other party paid them was likely not money, but some daily necessities, some food, and even potential diseases.

In a lifeless society, people can only decay in despair, hoping to be reborn into a better family.

Then a group of foreigners appeared, and that was their chance. If they could grab one of them, they could leave.

If people leave here, even more people can leave!

If someone asked them what their hope was, they might not know the word, but now they do: their hope is the increasing number of foreigners! These people are actually quite pitiful, and Lin Qi understands and sympathizes with them, so he wants to laugh now.

"Should we call a doctor?" Lin Qi asked.

Neil nodded at first, but then shook his head. Actually, the cut on his head had stopped bleeding. Calling a doctor at this point would only make his men laugh at him.

He was not a graduate of a prestigious university; he worked behind an office desk and was just a worker. Injuries were commonplace for workers during that period.

"I need a cigarette more than a doctor."

Lin Qi lit a cigarette for him and slowly exhaled, "Who caused this trouble?"

Neil beckoned to the somewhat timid young man, who was quite frightened by the sudden conflict.

Before the young man arrived, Neil asked him, "What are you planning to do?"

Lin Qi laughed, "Let's help him settle down here!"

Neil looked at him blankly. "But he's already married, and he has a wife and children."

Lin Qi chuckled, "But he can't control himself...!"

The young man... well, he was actually a few years older than Lin Qi, but he had a very naive feel to him.

As soon as he approached Lin Qi, Lin Qi slapped his neck, grabbed his collar, walked him closer to the container, and kicked him hard in the back of the knee.

The young man lost his balance and fell to his knees with a thud. His face turned bright red, but quickly paled.

Many locals were watching, and because of the gunshots, people from even further away came to watch. Most of the unemployed Nagaril People had plenty of time to watch these interesting things.

If there weren't so many people, resolving this matter would be quite simple, but with so many onlookers, it becomes very difficult.

If things are done too casually, and the Youth Party makes a fuss, it will be another problem.

Lin Qi came to Nagaril to make money, not to resolve these trivial matters. Everyone and everything must give way to his money-making. He might stay for a moment if it doesn't affect his ability to make money, but only for a moment.

He looked around and waved to the trembling girl. After hesitating for a long time, she braced herself and walked to a place some distance away from Lin Qi.

She didn't dare look at Lin Qi, but instead stared down at the young man.

"I've heard about the cause, the process, and the result I'm seeing now..." Lin Qi's voice carried a great distance. Many people who frequently hold lectures have learned how to make their voices travel further; it's a kind of pronunciation technique.

The only sound in the entire camp and surrounding area was the wind, and countless eyes were watching him. "I am a fair person, a reasonable person, and I never take sides."

"I am now giving this young lady and this young man a choice, a fair choice."

Lin Qi looked down at the young man. "No matter how this relationship developed between you, it won't be so easy for you to end it now."

"Leave an arm, or a testicle, to atone for your sins," Lin Qi said, flicking his cigarette butt away. "Or you can choose to marry this girl..."