They all call me master

Chapter 43 Rules under the Era

"Malts, you are the first officer at the crime scene."

"According to the new law, the murder case must be solved, even if you have three months to retire -

One week!

I'll give you a week!

Odo's murder must be solved! "

Wuerth said grandly.

The new law was implemented three years ago and everyone knows it.

But what is more well known is that the new law was not accepted.

Most of the police officers did their job perfunctorily, just like Sheriff Lauck, who also wore the sheriff's badge on his police officer's hat and occupied the main position.

A small number of police officers were completely ignorant.

For example: Joseph has been killed.

These officers retain a strong signature of the Sheriff era.

Although the new law was in name only, when it came to Wuerth's mouth, it was different - the new law, at this moment, had the authority it deserved.

Moreover, there is no room for refutation!

In the office, the police officers on duty looked at Maltz.

They knew Maltz was being targeted.

However, no one spoke.

It’s not about them!

Why did they want to make the Sheriff unhappy?

Not only Maltz knew that Wuerth was the most promising to become the Sheriff of the Shire District, everyone present knew this.

Therefore, the police officers on duty looked at Maltz with pity in their eyes.

A police officer seeking retirement.

An incoming Sheriff.

Everyone knows what will happen to Maltz.

Maybe give the new Sheriff a big gift?

no!

I can’t pay for it alone!

We have to get it together!

The police officers present thought at the same time, and after their eyes met, an agreement was reached.

Everyone had a relieved smile on their faces.

Not only was this gift too much for one person to bear, but also because with this gift, they once again formed a camp.

After the death of Sheriff Lauck, the new faction takes over after the new Sheriff takes office.

Although such a camp is extremely short-lived and loose, it is enough, and it can definitely take a bite out of the originally allocated cake in the Shire District.

After all, only some of the police officers are here today, not all.

Except, of course, Maltz.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Maltz with not just pity, but deep pity.

poor guy!

The police officers present sighed.

Seeing Wuerth standing up, patting Maltz on the shoulder, and walking out of the office with his coat and riding crop, they followed him out.

With a red dress-like jacket hanging on his left arm and holding a riding crop in his right hand, Wuerth felt the police officers following behind him and thought in his heart whether any of the off-duty police officers were worth winning over.

He knew exactly what the police officers on duty were thinking.

The Shire District's 'contribution money' needs to be reallocated, and he knows better.

However, what he knows best is that the amount of the 'contribution award' cannot be changed, it can only be the original amount, otherwise his position as sergeant will definitely be unstable.

The amount is constant and he wants more, what should he do?

It must be a reduction in the number of people who share profits.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to make back his investment in a short period of time in order to win over other people.

Dead Joseph, Odo and dying Maltz... not enough!

You have to choose a few and let them be free for a while!

Wurth thought about the best candidate.

But that didn't stop the sergeant from angrily scolding the patrol officers.

Snapped!

The horse whip hit the table nearby hard, and the force ripped off a piece of paint on the table, and the sound was even louder.

But even louder were Wuerth's curses.

"You are all trash!"

"Waste! Waste! Waste!"

Wuerth pointed his riding crop at all the patrolmen and cursed.

Different from police officers of the same class.

In Wuerth's opinion, these temporary patrol officers were of no importance and could be treated without courtesy. Therefore, Wuerth did not hold back.

In his excitement, the pink on the police sergeant's face fell straight off.

Moreover, the thick decree lines made this police chief a fan.

This made Wuerth, who had always regarded himself as a nobleman, now look like a prostitute who was taken advantage of but did not get the money in the tavern and started acting wildly.

All the patrolmen lowered their heads and dared not speak.

All the police officers looked at the joke with their shoulders crossed.

Maltz was the only one looking at the patrol officers with a worried expression.

All the officers, including Wuerth, saw it.

Their disdain for the weak Maltz grew in their hearts.

The cursing lasted for nearly ten minutes, and the patrol officers were miserable. The police officers on duty were also a little surprised. Only Maltz understood that Wuerth was taking the opportunity to vent his anger.

Undoubtedly, the other party invested more in Otto than imagined...

No!

Not just Otto, but others.

Especially the appetites of those police chiefs, it is not a small amount to feed, even if Wuerth moves out his own small treasury, it will not be enough.

so……

‘Re-divide the cake? ’

Maltz was thinking about what he should do, but on the surface he still looked worried.

After another five minutes, Wuerth finally left after being tired of scolding.

Before leaving, leave a message——

"Case solved within a week!"

"Otherwise, just take off your clothes and leave!"

When he said this, Wuerth looked at the patrolmen with sinister and fierce eyes.

Twelve patrol officer quotas are also a good deal!

Even if you are only a temporary worker, the blue uniform is still valuable!

Maltz saw Wuerth's eyes clearly, and he knew that the other party was willing to do whatever it took to gain the position of Sheriff of the Shire District.

But the more this happens, the better it is for him.

Later, under the courtesy of a group of police officers, Wuerth got into a carriage parked on the side of the small square.

As for the emergency backup carriage?

Isn't now the time for emergency backup?

After watching Wuerth's carriage leave, all the police officers returned to the police station's office, with Maltz walking at the back with a sad look on his face.

Moreover, unlike the police officers who went straight back to their respective offices, Maltz stopped to comfort the patrol officers beside him——

"I will try my best to let you keep this income. You fought, I saw it."

Maltz had the characteristic smile of an elder on his face.

The patrol officers who had been scolded for more than ten minutes felt much better.

And when Maltz took out another gold ticket and handed it to the patrolman who was first stopped by him in front of No. 14 Kirk Street, the people around him were stunned.

They didn't expect Maltz to actually care about their feelings.

It's not illusory, but real.

"Dico, let's take everyone for a drink."

"Thank you Mr. Maltz."

"Thank you, Mr. Maltz."

The charm of the golden ticket is endless, and a team of twelve patrol policemen looked grateful, especially after comparing Wuerth's "showing off his power" here, this gratitude became heavier.

At this moment, this team of patrolmen truly believed that if Wurth was compared to Mr. Maltz, Wurth should die.

Maltz watched the group of patrolmen leave.

He knew that a gold ticket could not buy these patrol officers.

Even 100 gold tickets are difficult.

However, he was not bribed.

He was just sincerely comforting these young temporary workers.

Under the witness of everyone!

‘The most easily deceived thing is the human heart! ’

Maltz sighed like this in his heart, turned and walked towards his office. He had to let everyone see that he was at the police station.

The police officers standing at the door of their respective offices looked at Maltz's back. Some sighed, some laughed, and some were indifferent.

Only no respect.

A guy who couldn't protect himself still felt compassion.