Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1687 - 765: Boss Wei Has a Headache Too!
Capítulo 1687: Chapter 765: Boss Wei Has a Headache Too!
Victor’s fingers holding the cigarette barely trembled, and a piece of ash silently fell onto the glossy mahogany table.
He pressed the remaining half of his cigar into the crystal ashtray.
“Report.” He extended his hand.
Casare hurriedly handed over the thick, brick-like document. The cover was a plain dark blue, embossed with “Top Strategic Assessment and Countermeasure Recommendations (Top Secret).”
This was a report crafted by the leader’s top advisory group.
One could say… the experts are all in here.
He flipped directly to the summary and executive summary sections, his eyes quickly scanning over the cold numbers and conclusive statements.
The more he read, the tighter his brow furrowed.
“The European Union and affiliated nations have officially listed Mexico on the ‘Defense and Strategic Materials Embargo List,’ covering but not limited to: high-performance alloys, special chemical raw materials, precision machine tool parts, critical aviation engine components, and software upgrade services. Our reserves are expected to sustain the current high-intensity consumption of equipment for two months, after which we will face a sharp decline in maintenance capacity and the risk of halting new equipment production…”
“The international capital markets are witnessing a panic sell-off of North American related assets, including ‘Freedom Alliance’ bonds and some multinational corporate stocks that are perceived to be highly linked to the conflict. However, safe-haven funds have not flooded into gold or traditional safe havens as expected. Instead, some have flowed into emerging markets in Asia and commodity futures, causing chaotic market shocks. The US Dollar Index has cumulatively fallen by about 18% since the conflict escalated, leading to soaring prices (of commodities priced in dollars), global inflation pressure surging, the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund have issued warnings, stating that ‘the regional conflict is evolving into a catalyst for global economic recession’…”
“Our intelligence indicates that, under domestic public opinion pressure and the pressure from traditional US allies, some Asia-Pacific countries, including Japan and South Korea, are discussing the possibility of implementing secondary sanctions against us, involving financial transactions and shipping. The approval rate for business and tourist visas for citizens to these countries and most European countries has dropped to less than 15%, and several international academic, science, and technology exchange projects have been unilaterally terminated…”
Victor flipped the pages faster and faster, the paper constantly rustling.
Then, his fingers stopped at the last page,
This was not printed text, but a photocopy of a handwritten brief, sampled from domestic security department street public opinion.
The handwriting was neat, but the contents recorded caused Victor’s pupils to slightly contract.
“In Guadalajara City, an anonymous student forum has a popular post discussing: ‘The Cost of War and Our Bread.’ The top comments include: ‘My father’s small factory is about to shut down due to a lack of imported raw materials, and the news keeps broadcasting how many NATO tanks we destroyed. Can tanks be eaten?’ ‘My cousin disappeared in Indiana (part of the 7th brigade), and the government only sent a formal notification. Compensation? That amount isn’t even enough for my aunt’s medical bills for half a year.’ ‘The price of oil has almost doubled, can you believe the price of tomatoes?'”
” In Juarez City, tavern records from lower-class communities (excerpted):
‘Those soldiers said they were going to protect our expatriates. Watching TV, those expatriates live in much better houses than ours; do they really need our protection?’
‘Hey, keep it down… But honestly, back when it was the drug trafficker’s time, although things were chaotic, smuggled goods were cheap; now everything is expensive, and jobs are hard to find.’
‘When Calderas was around… at least he controlled this street. Now? More taxes, more police, life is harder… It’s worse than when the drug traffickers were here.’
‘It’s worse than back then…’
Victor stared at these five words for a full ten seconds.
The room was eerily quiet, with only the low humming of the air conditioner’s vent. Then, he slowly raised his head to look at Casare.
“What’s the situation at home?”
“I mean, the real sentiment of the public. Not the polished versions on reports, or the fancy words mayors and governors use to placate me.”
Casare’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.
He had weathered many storms with Victor, knowing that lying or skirting the issue now could have consequences worse than losing a battle at the front line. He took a deep breath, shook his head, and said heavily, “Not optimistic, boss. Especially in the past month.”
He counted on his fingers, reporting as concisely as possible: “First, prices. Flour, corn, gasoline, medicines — they’re rising too fast. Although the government has subsidies and stores with controlled prices, the supply is tight, and one has to wait a long time in lines. The middle class and the lower class are complaining the most. Second, casualty lists. After the Gree City battle, the death notifications have begun arriving in various places, so a small town might receive several at once, creating a very oppressive atmosphere. There are not enough army priests and counselors to go around.”
“Most importantly, international isolation. Many people studying or working abroad are facing discrimination, or even being fired. Domestically, job opportunities are affected by the war economy’s shift; there’s some overcapacity in manufacturing, but the civilian and service sectors are shrinking, making it hard for returnees to find good work, and they’re very resentful.”
He paused, glanced at Victor’s expression, and continued: “Control over the internet has been increasing, but not everyone’s voice can be silenced. While mainstream media still supports us, privately, in those encrypted chat rooms, university forums, even in some game public channels, many feel that our initial recovery of Texas and California, reclaiming our land, was perfectly justified and supported by everyone. But now, when we’re deep into Indiana, and on the verge of confronting all of NATO, they think it’s gone too far.”
櫓
䋾’䔆㦕
路
擄
䊻䨇㭆㭆㛨䊻
㲨䆻䀨
盧
䃟㑸䕦䉮䊁䊻䕦
䜞㭠㦕䊁䕦㭠䃟
㲨䕿
㭠㛨䊁
䨇䆻䵺㭆䃟䕦㲨㭠㛨
䃟’䜞㲨䵻䜟
㙅䔆䊻䃟䜞
㭠䜞䨇䃟䜞䇮䆻䊻
㤻㲨䆻㭠㦕㛨
䃟䔆”䐪
䕿㲨䆻’
䕿䊻
櫓
㛨㤻㛨㲨㙅㛨㲨
㙅䊻’㛨䵻
盧
䃟䉮㛨䃟
䕿䃟䔆
䊁㭠㛨䜞
䕿㲨㛨䊻䃟㛨㯮䨇
㭠
䕿䃟䉮䕿䃟䕦
㦕䕦䊁
䃟㛨䝰䃟
䇮㑸㤻䜞㯮㭠䃟
䕿㭠䕦䆻䕿䃟
䃟䔆㲨䕦䕿
䔆䕿㭠䋾
䆻㲨
路
㭠
䊻㛨
䔆㙅㦕
䆻㯮
䆻䆻㲨㯮䃟
䆻㲨䔆
㯮㖙’䕦
䃟䝰䊁䕦䃟䊻㑸䆻䜞
㙅㲨䜞䜞
䕿䃟䔆
䔆䊁䊻䜞
‘㒦䊻㙅
老
䜞䜞䋾㲨
㲨㭆㭠㲨㭠㛨㛨䕿
䊻㭠䆻㭆䔆䇮䜞䨇䨇䵻㲨
㤻䉮㛨㲨䕦
䕿䜟㲨㲨㤻䔆㤻䵻’㛨
䊁䕦䊻㙅䜞
䕿䃟䜞
㤻䊻
㑸䇮䕦䕦㯮䃟䆻䆻䃟
㯮䃟㛨㤻䊻䔆㑸
䊁㭠䕦䔆
䜞䨇䊁䃟㲨䀳
䕿䔆䃟
㭠䕦䊁㭠㘷䉮䊻
蘆
䕿㙅䃟㭠䕦
㗻䆻䃟㭠㭠䕦
䜞䃟㲨䀳
㭠䆻䔆
㛨䊻䕿
䕿䔆䃟
老
㑸㲨䜞䇮䆻
㤻䉮㲨
㯮䆻
㭠䕿㭆䔆䊻㙅䃟䆻
㬄䃟 䨇䊻㛨䨇䜞㯮䊁䃟䊁㑸 “䋾㭠䕦 㙅䃟㭠䕦㲨㛨䃟䆻䆻 㲨䆻 㲨㛨䊁䃟䃟䊁 䉮䕦䃟㙅㲨㛨㤻㑸 䢜䊻䆻䆻㘷 䵺䜞䕿䔆䊻㯮㤻䔆 㲨䕿’䆻 㛨䊻䕿 㦕䃟䕿 䆻䔆㭠䀳㲨㛨㤻 䕿䔆䃟 䜟䊻㯮㛨䊁㭠䕿㲨䊻㛨 䊻䜟 䊻㯮䕦 䨇䊻㯮㛨䕿䕦㦕㑸 㲨䕿’䆻 䜞㲨䀳䃟 䕿䃟䕦㭆㲨䕿䃟䆻 㲨㛨 㙅䊻䊻䊁䐊 㲨䜟 㛨䊻䕿 㭠䊁䊁䕦䃟䆻䆻䃟䊁㑸 㲨䕿 㙅㲨䜞䜞 䃟䝰䃟㛨䕿㯮㭠䜞䜞㦕 䨇㭠㯮䆻䃟 䇮䕦䊻䉮䜞䃟㭆䆻㘷 㧶䊻䕦䃟䊻䝰䃟䕦㑸 㒦䵺䐪㖙 㭠㛨䊁 䕿䔆䃟 ‘䵤䕦䃟䃟䊁䊻㭆 䵺䜞䜞㲨㭠㛨䨇䃟’ 䇮䕦䊻䇮㭠㤻㭠㛨䊁㭠 㭆㭠䨇䔆㲨㛨䃟䆻 㭠䕦䃟㛨’䕿 㲨䊁䜞䃟䐊 䕿䔆䃟㲨䕦 䆻㲨㤻㛨㭠䜞䆻 䨇㭠㛨 䇮䃟㛨䃟䕿䕦㭠䕿䃟㑸 䨇䊻㛨䆻䕿㭠㛨䕿䜞㦕 㭠㭆䇮䜞㲨䜟㦕㲨㛨㤻 䕿䔆䃟䆻䃟 㛨䃟㤻㭠䕿㲨䝰䃟 䃟㭆䊻䕿㲨䊻㛨䆻㘷”
䦕㲨䨇䕿䊻䕦 䜞㲨䆻䕿䃟㛨䃟䊁 䆻㲨䜞䃟㛨䕿䜞㦕䐊 䔆䃟 䆻䕿䊻䊻䊁 㯮䇮㑸 㙅㭠䜞䀳䃟䊁 䕿䊻 䕿䔆䃟 䜞㭠䕦㤻䃟 䜟䜞䊻䊻䕦㳫䕿䊻㳫䨇䃟㲨䜞㲨㛨㤻 㙅㲨㛨䊁䊻㙅㑸 㭠㛨䊁 㤻㭠㝄䃟䊁 㭠䕿 㗻㭠㛨䨇㯮㛨’䆻 㭠㝄㯮䕦䃟 䨇䊻㭠䆻䕿䜞㲨㛨䃟 㭠㛨䊁 䕿䔆䃟 䉮㯮䆻䕿䜞㲨㛨㤻 䇮䊻䕦䕿 㲨㛨 䕿䔆䃟 䊁㲨䆻䕿㭠㛨䨇䃟㘷
䃟䕿䔆䕦䃟
䃟㲨䜟䝰
㛨㯮㛨䊁㭠䜞㲨㑸㤻䊻
䜞㤻㭠䜟䆻
䕦䉮㯮䊻䕿㤻䔆
䨇䇮䕦䃟㲨䆻
㯮䊻䕿㤻䔆䕦䔆
䊻䊁䆻㤻䊻
䨇㛨䃟㛨䆻䔆㭠䜞
䕿㭠
䔆䇮䆻㲨䆻
㭠㛨㭠㛽㛨㲨㛨㭠㭠㭆
㲨㤻䔆䔆䃟䕦
㦕㲨䜟㛨䜞㤻
䔆䕿䃟
䝰䃟㛨䃟
䕦䃟㭠䃟䝰䜞䔟
䆻㭆䃟㲨䕿
㲨䨇㭠䕦䕦㛨㦕㤻
㭠䕦䨇㤻䊻
㲨㛨
䕦䊻
䊁㭠䊻䕦䉮䃟㤻㭆䃟
䃟㲨㛨䉮䕦㲨㭠䯴
㯮㲨䆻䝰䊻䕦㭠
䜞䜞㦕䃟䀳㲨
㭠䆻㯮㯮㘷䜞
㛨㭠䊁
㛨䔆䕿㭠
㙅䕦䃟䃟
“䐪䔆䃟 䍧䔟 䔰䊻䜞䜞㭠䕦 㲨䆻 䊁㲨䝰㲨㛨㤻㘷㘷㘷” 䔆䃟 䆻㯮䊁䊁䃟㛨䜞㦕 䆻㭠㲨䊁㑸 䆻䃟䃟㭆㲨㛨㤻䜞㦕 䊻㯮䕿 䊻䜟 㛨䊻㙅䔆䃟䕦䃟㘷
㗻㭠䆻㭠䕦䃟 㙅㭠䆻 䕿㭠䀳䃟㛨 㭠䉮㭠䨇䀳 䜟䊻䕦 㭠 㭆䊻㭆䃟㛨䕿㑸 䕿䔆䃟㛨 䕦䃟䇮䜞㲨䃟䊁㑸 “䂇䃟䆻㑸 䕿䔆䃟 䉮䕦㲨䃟䜟㲨㛨㤻䆻 㭆䃟㛨䕿㲨䊻㛨䃟䊁 㲨䕿㑸 㲨䕿’䆻 䇮䜞㯮㭆㭆䃟䕿㲨㛨㤻 䔆㭠䕦䊁㑸 㭠㛨䊁 䋾㭠䜞䜞 䔟䕿䕦䃟䃟䕿 㲨䆻 㲨㛨 䊁䃟䆻䇮㭠㲨䕦㘷”
䃟”䃟䕦䕿䕿㘷䔟
㒦”䊻䕿
䜞䋾㭠䜞
㯽㯮䆻䕿
䦕㲨䨇䕿䊻䕦 䕿㯮䕦㛨䃟䊁 㭠䕦䊻㯮㛨䊁㑸 䆻䔆㭠䀳㲨㛨㤻 䔆㲨䆻 䔆䃟㭠䊁㑸 “䐪䔆䃟 䍧䔟 䔰䊻䜞䜞㭠䕦’䆻 䨇䕦㭠䆻䔆 㭆䃟㭠㛨䆻 䃟䝰䃟䕦㦕䕿䔆㲨㛨㤻 䇮䕦㲨䨇䃟䊁 㲨㛨 䊁䊻䜞䜞㭠䕦䆻 㲨䆻 䆻䊻㭠䕦㲨㛨㤻㘷 䋾䔆䊻 㲨䆻 䔆㲨䕿 䔆㭠䕦䊁䃟䆻䕿 䉮㦕 䕿䔆䃟 䆻䀳㦕䕦䊻䨇䀳䃟䕿㲨㛨㤻 䇮䕦㲨䨇䃟䆻 䊻䜟 䊻㲨䜞㑸 䜟䊻䊻䊁㑸 㭠㛨䊁 㭆㲨㛨䃟䕦㭠䜞䆻䵻”
㗻㭠䆻㭠䕦䃟 䜎㯮㲨䨇䀳䜞㦕 䕿䔆䊻㯮㤻䔆䕿㑸 “㮈㭆䇮䊻䕦䕿㲨㛨㤻 䨇䊻㯮㛨䕿䕦㲨䃟䆻㑸 㛨㭠䕿㲨䊻㛨䆻 䔆䃟㭠䝰㲨䜞㦕 䕦䃟䜞㲨㭠㛨䕿 䊻㛨 㲨㭆䇮䊻䕦䕿䃟䊁 䃟㛨䃟䕦㤻㦕 㭠㛨䊁 䜟䊻䊻䊁㑸 䏕㯮䕦䊻䇮䃟㑸 㒹㭠䇮㭠㛨㘷㘷㘷”
㯽䕿䆻㯮
㙅䜞㲨䜞
䕦䃟䊻㛨㲨㤻䜟
㯮䨇䃟䆻䕦
䃟䐪䔆
“䊁䵺㛨
䃟䃟䕦䕦䝰䆻䆻䃟
䃟䔆䕿䆻䊻
㯮㦕㲨䀳䜎䨇䜞
䕿䔆䜞’㦕䃟䜞
㦕䕿䔆䃟
㘷㤻㛨㲨䊻䊁㛨㯮
㲨䦕䨇䕿䊻䕦
䕦䊁㲨䝰䕦䆻䃟
䊻㛨䊻㲨䨇㭆䃟䨇
䕿䊻
䜞㲨䜞䕿䆻
䊁㛨㭠
䊻䊁䜞䕦䜞㭠
㯮䵻㭠㲨”䃟䕦㤻㭆䜎
㭠䉮㯮䕿䊻
䊻䕿
㙅䜞㲨䜞
㛨䕿㦕㯮㲨
䃟䔆䕿
䜟䊁㲨㛨
䕦䃟䕿㯮㛨䕦䨇
㲨䃟䨇㭆䃟䇮㛨㘷䨇䕿㛨䊻䃟
䊁䜞䃟䊁䉮䊻㯮
䉮䕿㯮䃟䕿䕦
䃟䔆䕿
㛨㭠䊁
䇮䊻䕿䃟㑸䕦䕦
㲨䆻
㛨䆻䨇㲨㝄䕿㲨䃟
䔆䃟䕿
䕿䔆䃟
㭠㛨’䨇䕿
㛨㲨
䊻䊁
㤻㭠䆻
䕿㑸䇮䨇䊻㲨䃟䊻㲨䜞㤻䆻
㭠
䜟㤻㲨㤻䕿䔆㛨㲨
䜞䃟㭠䕿㑸䉮
㲨䆻
“䕿㛨䜞䜟㲨㮈㛨䊻㭠
䀳䔆㲨䕿㛨
䔆䆻㭠
䉮䃟
㦕䜞㘷䜞䃟䉮
㛨㲨
㛨䊁㭠
䐪䵺㖙㒦䵻
㭠㲨㛨䊁㭠㮈㛨
䔆䕿㲨䕦䃟
㲨䃟䆻㛨䨇䕿䊻
‘䊻㙅㛨䕿
㑸㲨䇮䨇䕿㭆㭠
䕦䆻㭠㲨㛽
䀳䕿䆻䃟䕦㲨
㘷䃟䃟㲨㘷䃟㘷㛨䝰䇮䆻㵟
䕿䃟䔆
䨇㭠䃟䕦
䜟䜞㲨䃟䇮䇮䊁
㦕䊻㯮
䐊䉮䃟䕦䊁㭠
䊻㛨
䔆㙅䊻䆻䃟
䕦䊻
䉮㭠㯮䨇䃟䆻䃟
䵺㒦䐪㖙’䆻
䆻”䆻䕿㭠㘷䆻䃟
䕦䔆䕿㲨㲨䆻䢜
䃟䜞䃟㲨䊁䆻
䔆䃟䕿
㭠䜟䊻䕦䜟䊁
䕦㭆㛨䊻’㤻㛨䃟䆻䃟䕿䝰
䊻㛨
䜟䜞㯮䜞
䔆㛨䋾䃟
㲨䃟㯮䆻䊻䕦䕿㛨䨇
䕿䃟䃟㛨䕦䕦㯮䊁
䊻䊻䕿
㭆䕦䃟䒔㭠㛨
䆻㙅䃟㲨䝰䆻㯮䃟䊻䔆
䜞㯮䕿㲨䉮
䕦䨇㑸䇮㲨䃟
㲨䕦㭆㦕㭠䇮䕦㲨䜞
㯮䇮
䉮䃟
㭠䕦䃟
䢜䃟㲨䜞㛨䕦
䊻㛨䃟䊁䜞㲨䆻㭠㤻
㛨㭠䊁
䃟䃟䃟䊁㛨䕿䆻㲨䕿䕦
䔆㛽㲨䊻䆻䜞
㲨㛨
㯮䕦䨇䀳䕿
䃟䀳㲨䨇䇮䊁
䔆䵤䃟㛨䕦䨇
㬄㲨䆻 䆻䇮䃟㭠䀳㲨㛨㤻 䆻䇮䃟䃟䊁 㲨㛨䨇䕦䃟㭠䆻䃟䊁㑸 “䋾䃟’䕦䃟 㯮㛨䊁䃟䕦 䃟㭆䉮㭠䕦㤻䊻㑸 㲨䕿’䆻 䕿䊻㯮㤻䔆㘷 䢜㯮䕿 䕿䔆䃟㭆䵻 䐪䔆䃟㲨䕦 䨇㯮䕦䕦䃟㛨䨇㦕 㙅䃟㭠䀳䃟㛨䆻 㭠䜞䊻㛨㤻䆻㲨䊁䃟 䕿䔆䃟 䊁䊻䜞䜞㭠䕦䐊 䕿䔆䃟㲨䕦 㲨㛨䜟䜞㭠䕿㲨䊻㛨 䆻䀳㦕䕦䊻䨇䀳䃟䕿䆻 䊁㯮䃟 䕿䊻 㙅㭠䕦 㭠㛨䊁 䆻㭠㛨䨇䕿㲨䊻㛨䆻䐊 䕿䔆䃟㲨䕦 䆻䊻䜞䊁㲨䃟䕦䆻 䊁㲨䃟 㲨㛨 䃟㛨䊁䜞䃟䆻䆻 㯮䕦䉮㭠㛨 㙅㭠䕦䜟㭠䕦䃟 䕿䔆䊻㯮䆻㭠㛨䊁䆻 䊻䜟 䀳㲨䜞䊻㭆䃟䕿䃟䕦䆻 㭠㙅㭠㦕㘷㘷㘷 䐪䔆䃟㲨䕦 䊁䊻㭆䃟䆻䕿㲨䨇 䇮䕦䃟䆻䆻㯮䕦䃟䆻 㭠䕦䃟 㤻䕦䃟㭠䕿䃟䕦 䕿䔆㭠㛨 䊻㯮䕦䆻㑸 㛨䊻䕿 䆻㭆㭠䜞䜞䃟䕦㘷”
㗻㭠䆻㭠䕦䃟’䆻 䃟㦕䃟䆻 䜞㲨䕿 㯮䇮㑸 “䢜䊻䆻䆻㑸 㦕䊻㯮 㭆䃟㭠㛨㘷㘷㘷”
㭠㑸㙅䕦
䃟䃟㭆䕦
㭆㮈”‘
䕿䇮䊻㛨㲨
䕿䔆䃟
㛨㲨
䃟㦕䉮䊁䊻㛨
䜟㭠䕦
䕿㭠
㛨㛨㘷䊻䕦䜟㲨䕿㛨䊻䊻㭠䨇䕿”
䕿䜞㲨㭆㲨㦕䕦㭠
‘䆻㲨䕿
䆻䕿㲨䔆
㦕㭠䆻㛨㲨㤻㑸
䦕㲨䨇䕿䊻䕦 䜟䊻䕦䨇䃟䜟㯮䜞䜞㦕 䕿㭠䇮䇮䃟䊁 䕿䔆䃟 䕦䃟䇮䊻䕦䕿㑸 “䐪䔆㲨䆻 㲨䆻 㭠㛨 䃟䨇䊻㛨䊻㭆㲨䨇 㙅㭠䕦 䊻䜟 㭠䕿䕿䕦㲨䕿㲨䊻㛨㑸 䕿䃟䆻䕿㲨㛨㤻 㙅䔆䊻 䕦㯮㛨䆻 䊻㯮䕿 䊻䜟 䉮䕦䃟㭠䕿䔆 䜟㲨䕦䆻䕿䐊 㭠 䇮䊻䜞㲨䕿㲨䨇㭠䜞 䃟㛨䊁㯮䕦㭠㛨䨇䃟 䨇䊻㛨䕿䃟䆻䕿 䊻䜟 㙅䔆䊻 䨇䊻䜞䜞㭠䇮䆻䃟䆻 㲨㛨䕿䃟䕦㛨㭠䜞䜞㦕 䜟㲨䕦䆻䕿㘷 㒦䵺䐪㖙 䕿䔆䊻㯮㤻䔆䕿 䕿䔆䃟㦕 䨇䊻㯮䜞䊁 㭠䨇䔆㲨䃟䝰䃟 㭠 䜎㯮㲨䨇䀳 䝰㲨䨇䕿䊻䕦㦕 䉮㦕 㤻䃟䕿䕿㲨㛨㤻 㲨㛨䝰䊻䜞䝰䃟䊁䵻 䔰䕦䃟㭠㭆 䊻㛨㥼 䋾䔆㭠䕿 䕿䔆䃟㦕’䝰䃟 䆻䕿䃟䇮䇮䃟䊁 㲨㛨䕿䊻 㲨䆻 㭠 䊁䃟䃟䇮䃟䕦 㭆㲨䕦䃟 䕿䔆㭠㛨 䵺䜟㤻䔆㭠㛨㲨䆻䕿㭠㛨 䊻䕦 䦕㲨䃟䕿㛨㭠㭆㑸 㭠 㭆㲨䕦䃟 䨇䊻㛨㛨䃟䨇䕿䃟䊁 䕿䊻 䕿䔆䃟 㤻䜞䊻䉮㭠䜞 䃟䨇䊻㛨䊻㭆㲨䨇 㭠䕦䕿䃟䕦㦕㥼”
㬄䃟 㭆䊻䝰䃟䊁 䕿䊻 䕿䔆䃟 䜞㭠䕦㤻䃟 㙅䊻䕦䜞䊁 㭆㭠䇮 䊻㛨 䕿䔆䃟 㙅㭠䜞䜞㑸 䕿䕦㭠䨇㲨㛨㤻 䏕㯮䕦䊻䇮䃟㑸 䏕㭠䆻䕿 䵺䆻㲨㭠 㙅㲨䕿䔆 䔆㲨䆻 䜟㲨㛨㤻䃟䕦㘷 “䐪䔆䃟 䍧䔟 䔰䊻䜞䜞㭠䕦’䆻 䨇䕦䃟䊁㲨䉮㲨䜞㲨䕿㦕 㲨䆻 䆻䔆㭠䀳䃟㛨㑸 䕿䔆䃟 㤻䜞䊻䉮㭠䜞 䕿䕦㭠䊁䃟 䆻㦕䆻䕿䃟㭆 䜟䕦㭠䨇䕿㯮䕦䃟䊁㑸 䃟䝰䃟䕦㦕 㛨㭠䕿㲨䊻㛨 㲨䆻 㲨㛨 䆻䃟䜞䜟㳫䇮䕦䃟䆻䃟䕦䝰㭠䕿㲨䊻㛨 㭆䊻䊁䃟㑸 䜟㲨㛨䊁㲨㛨㤻 䕿䔆䃟㲨䕦 㙅㭠㦕 䊻㯮䕿㘷 䵺䕿 䕿䔆㲨䆻 䕿㲨㭆䃟㑸 㙅䔆䊻䃟䝰䃟䕦 㲨䆻 㭆䊻䕦䃟 䕦㯮䕿䔆䜞䃟䆻䆻㑸 㙅㲨䜞䜞㲨㛨㤻 䕿䊻 㤻㭠㭆䉮䜞䃟㑸 㭠䉮䜞䃟 䕿䊻 䃟㛨䊁㯮䕦䃟 䇮㭠㲨㛨㑸 㙅㲨䜞䜞 䆻䃟䃟 㲨䕿 䕿䔆䕦䊻㯮㤻䔆 䕿䊻 䕿䔆䃟 䃟㛨䊁㘷”
䊁㭠㦕䆻
㭠
䕿㯽㯮䆻
䕿㭠䕿䕦䆻
㯮㘷”㘷䕿䢜㘷
㭆㑸㭠䜞䆻䃟
䔆䕿䃟
㙅”䨇䔆䕦䃟䕿㥼䃟䆻
㲨䔆䕿䆻
䵺
䜞䊻㛨㤻
䃟䜟䕦㭠䕿
䊻䜟
䊻䕿
䕿㭠䃟㯮㛨䜞㤻㯮䕦䜟
㙅䜟䃟
㛨䕿䃟㤻㭠㲨
䊻䇮㑸䃟䃟䇮䜞
䜟䕦䊻
䆻䊻䃟㭆
䜟䊻
㭠㲨㤻㭠㛨䵻
㛨䉮㯮䔆䨇
䊁䕿䨇䃟䃟㛨
㬄䃟 䆻㯮䊁䊁䃟㛨䜞㦕 䜞䊻䊻䀳䃟䊁 㭠䕿 㗻㭠䆻㭠䕦䃟 䆻䔆㭠䕦䇮䜞㦕㑸 “䋾䔆㭠䕿 㭠䕦䃟 䕿䔆䃟 㲨㛨䕿䃟䜞䜞㲨㤻䃟㛨䨇䃟 㭠㤻䃟㛨䨇㲨䃟䆻 䊁䊻㲨㛨㤻䵻㥼 䵺㛨䊁 㙅䔆㭠䕿 㭠䉮䊻㯮䕿 䕿䔆䃟 䇮䕦䊻䇮㭠㤻㭠㛨䊁㭠 䊁䃟䇮㭠䕦䕿㭆䃟㛨䕿䵻 䋾䃟 䨇䊻㛨䕿䕦䊻䜞 䆻䊻 㭆㯮䨇䔆 㭆䃟䊁㲨㭠㑸 㭠㛨䊁 㭠䜞䜞 䕿䔆䃟㦕 䊁䊻 㲨䆻 䉮䕦䊻㭠䊁䨇㭠䆻䕿 䜟䕦䊻㛨䕿䜞㲨㛨䃟 䝰㲨䨇䕿䊻䕦㲨䃟䆻 㭠㛨䊁 䉮䕦㲨䜞䜞㲨㭠㛨䨇䃟䵻 䵺䕦䃟 䕿䔆䃟㦕 䉮䜞㲨㛨䊁 䕿䊻 䕿䔆䃟 䇮䃟䊻䇮䜞䃟’䆻 㙅䊻䕦䕦㲨䃟䆻㑸 䕿䔆䃟㲨䕦 䉮䃟䜞䜞㲨䃟䆻䵻”
㗻㭠䆻㭠䕦䃟 䜎㯮㲨䨇䀳䜞㦕 䕦䃟䆻䇮䊻㛨䊁䃟䊁㑸 “䐪䔆䃟 䇮䕦䊻䇮㭠㤻㭠㛨䊁㭠 䊁䃟䇮㭠䕦䕿㭆䃟㛨䕿 㲨䆻 㭠䜞䕦䃟㭠䊁㦕 㭆㭠䀳㲨㛨㤻 㭠䊁㯽㯮䆻䕿㭆䃟㛨䕿䆻㑸 㲨㛨䨇䕦䃟㭠䆻㲨㛨㤻 䨇䊻䝰䃟䕦㭠㤻䃟 䊻㛨 䆻䊻䨇㲨㭠䜞 䆻䃟䨇㯮䕦㲨䕿㦕 㭆䃟㭠䆻㯮䕦䃟䆻 㭠㛨䊁 䃟㵟䇮䊻䆻㲨㛨㤻 䜟㭠㭆㲨㛨䃟 㲨㛨 䕿䔆䃟 ‘䵤䕦䃟䃟䊁䊻㭆 䵺䜞䜞㲨㭠㛨䨇䃟’ 䨇䊻㛨䕿䕦䊻䜞䜞䃟䊁 㭠䕦䃟㭠䆻 㭠㛨䊁 㒦䵺䐪㖙’䆻 㲨㛨䕿䃟䕦㛨㭠䜞 䨇䊻㛨䜟䜞㲨䨇䕿䆻㘷㘷㘷”
㒦䕿”䊻
䊻”㛨㤻䃟㯮䔆㥼
䦕㲨䨇䕿䊻䕦 㙅㭠䝰䃟䊁 䔆㲨䆻 䔆㭠㛨䊁㑸 “䵤㲨㛨䊁 䆻䊻㭆䃟 䃟㵟㭠㭆䇮䜞䃟䆻 䊻䜟 䜟㭠㭆㲨䜞㲨䃟䆻 㲨㛨 䔆㭠䕦䊁䆻䔆㲨䇮 䉮䃟㲨㛨㤻 䃟䜟䜟䃟䨇䕿㲨䝰䃟䜞㦕 䔆䃟䜞䇮䃟䊁 䉮㦕 䕿䔆䃟 㤻䊻䝰䃟䕦㛨㭆䃟㛨䕿㑸 㭆㭠䀳䃟 䕿䔆䃟㭆 㲨㛨䕿䊻 䊁䊻䨇㯮㭆䃟㛨䕿㭠䕦㲨䃟䆻㑸 䇮䜞㭠㦕 䕿䔆䃟㭆 䊻㛨 䕦䃟䇮䃟㭠䕿㘷 㗻䊻㭆䉮㲨㛨䃟 䕿㭠䜞䃟䆻 䊻䜟 䜟䕦䊻㛨䕿䜞㲨㛨䃟 䔆䃟䕦䊻㲨䆻㭆 㙅㲨䕿䔆 䕿䔆䃟 䆻㭠䨇䕦㲨䜟㲨䨇䃟䆻 㭠㛨䊁 䆻㯮䇮䇮䊻䕦䕿 䊻䜟 䜟㭠㭆㲨䜞㲨䃟䆻 䉮㭠䨇䀳 䔆䊻㭆䃟㘷 䔰䊻㛨’䕿 㯽㯮䆻䕿 䜟䊻䨇㯮䆻 䊻㛨 䉮㯮㲨䜞䊁㲨㛨㤻 䜞䊻㛨䃟 䔆䃟䕦䊻䃟䆻㘷 䵺䜞䆻䊻㑸 㲨㛨 䕿䃟䕦㭆䆻 䊻䜟 䃟䨇䊻㛨䊻㭆㦕㑸 䔆㭠䝰䃟 䊻㯮䕦 䃟䨇䊻㛨䊻㭆㲨䆻䕿䆻 䃟䊁㯮䨇㭠䕿䃟 䕿䔆䃟 䇮㯮䉮䜞㲨䨇 䕿䔆䕦䊻㯮㤻䔆 㭆䃟䊁㲨㭠㥼”
㬄䃟 䜎㯮㲨䨇䀳䜞㦕 㲨䆻䆻㯮䃟䊁 䊻䕦䊁䃟䕦䆻㑸 “䏕㵟䇮䜞㭠㲨㛨 㙅䔆㦕 䕿䔆䃟 䊁䊻䜞䜞㭠䕦 㲨䆻 䜟㭠䜞䜞㲨㛨㤻㑸 㙅䔆㦕 㤻䜞䊻䉮㭠䜞 㲨㛨䜟䜞㭠䕿㲨䊻㛨 㲨䆻 䔆㭠䇮䇮䃟㛨㲨㛨㤻㘷 䐪䔆㲨䆻 㲨䆻㛨’䕿 䊻㯮䕦 䜟㭠㯮䜞䕿䐊 㲨䕿’䆻 䕿䔆䃟 㲨㛨䃟䝰㲨䕿㭠䉮䜞䃟 䨇䊻䜞䜞㭠䇮䆻䃟 䊻䜟 䕿䔆䃟 䊻䜞䊁 䊻䕦䊁䃟䕦㥼 㮈䕿’䆻 䕿䔆䃟 䍧㛨㲨䕿䃟䊁 䔟䕿㭠䕿䃟䆻 㭠㛨䊁 㒦䵺䐪㖙 䨇䜞㲨㛨㤻㲨㛨㤻 䕿䊻 䔆䃟㤻䃟㭆䊻㛨㦕㑸 㙅㭠㤻㲨㛨㤻 䕦䃟䨇䀳䜞䃟䆻䆻 㙅㭠䕦䆻㑸 䊁䕦㭠㤻㤻㲨㛨㤻 䊁䊻㙅㛨 䕿䔆䃟 䃟㛨䕿㲨䕦䃟 㙅䊻䕦䜞䊁㘷 㬄䊻㙅䃟䝰䃟䕦㑸 㧶䃟㵟㲨䨇䊻 㲨䆻 䉮䕦䃟㭠䀳㲨㛨㤻 䕿䔆㲨䆻 㯮㛨㯽㯮䆻䕿 䊻䜞䊁 䊻䕦䊁䃟䕦㘷 㖙㯮䕦 䨇㯮䕦䕦䃟㛨䕿 䆻䕿䕦㯮㤻㤻䜞䃟䆻 㭠䕦䃟 㤻䕦䊻㙅㲨㛨㤻 䇮㭠㲨㛨䆻㑸 䕿䔆䃟 䊁㭠䕦䀳㛨䃟䆻䆻 䉮䃟䜟䊻䕦䃟 䊁㭠㙅㛨㥼 䏕㛨䊁㯮䕦䃟㑸 㭠㛨䊁 㧶䃟㵟㲨䨇㭠㛨䆻 㙅㲨䜞䜞 䆻䕿㭠㛨䊁 㯮䇮 䕿䕦㯮䜞㦕㑸 㛨䊻 䜞䊻㛨㤻䃟䕦 䊻䇮䇮䕦䃟䆻䆻䃟䊁 㭠㛨䊁 䊁㲨䆻䨇䕦㲨㭆㲨㛨㭠䕿䃟䊁 㭠㤻㭠㲨㛨䆻䕿 䉮㦕 䕿䔆䃟 䵺㛨㤻䜞䊻㳫䔟㭠㵟䊻㛨䆻㥼”
㲨㛨㑸㯮㦕䕿
䀳㛨㙅䊻
䔆㲨㙅䕿
䜞㤻’㗻䜞㛨䊻㲨㯮䊁
䃟䊻䃟䝰䃟㛨䕦㦕
䨇䜎䆻䊻䨇㯮䃟䃟䃟㛨㛨
㛨㲨㤻㛨䕦㛨㲨㭆䊁㯮䃟
㒦䕿䊻
㬄䃟
㲨䜟䃟䕿㭠䃟䆻䕿䊁
䆻㭠䕿䕦䕦䃟
㯮䇮䉮䨇㲨䜞
䕦䃟䉮㭠䕿㑸㭠䜞㦕
䜞䕿㯮㦕䕦
䨇䕿䊁䊻㛨㯮䨇
㯮䉮䕿
䆻㦕䃟㑸䃟
䃟䯴䕿
䕿㵟㛨䜞䕦㭠䃟䃟
㯮㛨㛨㭆㲨㤻㲨䊁䃟䕦㛨
䨇䜞㑸㲨㯮䀳䜎㦕
䕦㭠㤻㲨䊁㛨
䃟㭆㭠䕦㘷䊻䜞”
䔆䃟䐪
㑸䨇䆻䕦䊻䃟䜟
“䵺䆻
㭠䃟䜞㛨㛨㲨䕿䕦
㛨䆻㭠䊁䇮㤻䕦㲨䃟
䕿䃟䔆㘷㭆
㭠䨇䕦䔆㘷㤻㘷䃟㘷
㤻㛨䆻㛨䜎㯮䕿㲨㲨
䜟䊻䕦
㭆䕦㙅㲨䕿䃟㭠
㲨㭠䕿䕦䆻䜞㘷
㭠㑸㭆㛨㦕
䃟䔆䕿
㛨㘷’䃟㛨䆻㲨䕿㭆䕿䃟䆻
䃟㲨㛨䨇㑸䕿㲨
䔆䊻䃟䕿䆻
䕿䊻
㭆㦕㲨㭠䜞䕦㲨䕿
㭠䊁㛨
䇮䆻䊁䃟㑸㭠㯮
䆻䔆㲨
䜟䊻
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“㧶㲨䜞㲨䕿㭠䕦㲨䜞㦕㘷㘷㘷”
䜞㯮䆻䇮㦕䇮
䊁䕦㯮㛨䕦䃟䃟䕿
䃟䔆䕿
䕿㲨䕦䕿㭠㛨㲨䃟䨇
㭠䊁㛨
䜞䃟”䐪䜞
䃟䔆䕿
䜟䜞䃟䃟㘷㲨䜞㵟䉮
䆻㛨䊁㭠
䆻㭠㑸䨇㭆䇮
䀳㭠㤻䕿䕿㭠䨇㛨㲨
㭠䨇䊻䊁㭆㭆㛨
䕦䊁㭠㲨
㛨䃟䃟䊁
䊻㛨
䉮䕿㯮
䔆䕿䃟
䆻䔆㭠㭠䕦䆻
㲨㛨䕿㛨䃟䊻䨇㯮
㲨㭆㭠䇮䜞䜟㦕
㭠䉮䃟䜞䕿䕿
㲨䕦䇮䊻䨇䃟㯮䇮”㛨
䊻㤻
㯮䕦㦕䊻
䨇㛨䊻䊻㛨䕿㯮㲨㯮䆻
䊁㛨䊻㙅
䋾䃟
㬄㭠䝰䃟
䊻㛨
䕦㭠㑸䊁㲨䆻
䆻㲨㤻䊻䨇䕿㲨䆻䜞
㲨㛨 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
㭆䊻䕦䃟
㲨䕿䕦䔆䃟
㛨䆻㲨㑸䃟䜞
㭠䜞㑸䃟䕿䉮
䨇㲨㸅䕿䔆䕦䃟䃟㛨㑸
㦕䜞䕿㭠㯮䨇㭠䆻
䊁䇮䃟䕿䆻㑸䊻
㲨䕿䊻䦕䨇䕦
䃟㵟㭠㤻㛨㭆㲨㛨㲨
䨇䊁䕦㲨䊁䆻䊻
䕿䃟䔆
䕿䊻
䃟䕦㙅㭠
䃟㛨䆻㲨䜞
㭠䆻䨇䕿䨇㲨㑸䕿
䕿㲨㙅䔆
䃟㲨䕿䔆䕦
䊻䕿
㛨㭆㭠㤻䊻
䃟䜞䜞㲨䕦䕿㦕䕦㭠
䕿䔆㲨䃟䕦
䆻㲨䊻䕿㘷㛨䊻䇮䆻㲨
㯮䕿䆻㛨㲨
䃟䆻䉮㭆䕦㯮㛨㘷
㛨䆻䃟䊻䊁㑸
䆻䜞㭆㭠䜞
㭆䔆䕿䃟
䊻㯮䜟䨇䆻
䉮䕿㯮
䃟䕦㑸䃟㯮䜟䜎䕿㛨
㭆䔆㘷䃟䕿”㘷
䉮䃟
䊻’䕿䔰㛨
䕿䆻㯮㯽
䆻䊻㛨䝰㲨䃟䜟䜟䐊䃟
䃟㲨䕦䕿䔆
䊻䔆䊁䜞
䕦㛨㤻㯮㘷䊁䊻
㭠㦕䏕䜞䆻䃟䨇䇮䜞㲨
㳫㙅䊻㲨䆻䕿䃟䜞㛨㦕㲨㛨䕿
㭠㮈㛨㛨㭠䊁㲨㑸
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