Internal Affairs

Chapter : Twenty

 Trying to make this story not too cruel and heavy is very difficult hahaha

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 Do you know what makes people addicted to other than drugs?  Things that can drive people crazy and do anything to get them?  What makes people change psychologically or biologically?  That is sex and alcohol.

 Imagine if the three things were combined, sex, alcohol, and illegal drugs.  You will not know how much damage will occur.  But for the Jamornhum family, all three are profitable commodity goods.

 "Do you have the list?"  Asked Paris.

 I nodded and handed my list of customers to Paris.  Not many know the list of customers who order our illegal drugs.  Even my men only know a few parts.  Only me, phana, and now Paris know the whole thing.  Some people are even willing to spend a lot of money to get the list.  Like Jirakit for example.  This list contains the names of people who are willing to spend anything or give anything to get illegal drugs.  They are potential customers.  Phana will protect them no matter what the risk.

 "There are quite a lot of arrears. Maybe we should start with those who can benefit us" He said "what about this man? Have you investigated?"  He asked.

 I took out a book and handed it to Paris.  Paris looked at me in surprise.

 "I've been investigating them. Their families. Their work backgrounds. Their assets. Even the insurance they propose," I said.

 Paris looked at me for a moment then a faint smile crossed his lips.  For a moment I thought he would praise me but he didn't.

 "Alright," The answer is flat "now get rid of those who have assets and insurance that can cover their debts. Phana will handle it. We need someone who doesn't have both."

 I handed over another table "this is what you want," I said while handing over the table.  Paris looked at the table in my hand.  I divide customers who owe into several classifications.  Those who have enough assets to compensate, including with their insurance money.  Then those who don't.  I even wrote down the amount of assets they have.  I can see Paris squeezing the paper in his hand.

 Sorry if he doesn't like my perfect job.

 "Thank you for saving my time"

 I tried not to show my victorious smile in front of him.

 "Now I'll take care of the rest. You don't need to worry," he said as he stood up and was about to leave me.

 "Wait"

 I hold his hand.  Paris looked at my hand sharply but I refused to let go.

 "Didn't Khun Phana ask you to teach me" I protested.  Paris looked at me and smiled faintly.  He held my hand tightly until I was forced to release my hand from him before another bruise appeared on my body.

 "You might be able to fool Phana but not me. Your handsome face and cheap acting won't work with me," he said before he walked away.

 "Are you sure?"  I asked.

 He was silent when he was in front of the door of my study.

 "Is it okay to break Khun Phana's order?"

 He turned his body and looked at me coldly "I think I did nothing wrong. Without me needing to teach you, you already understand the ins and outs of our work well. I'm a little surprised but ..."

 He smiled thinly made me shudder 

 "I'm not too surprised either. Maybe you've been investigating us for years, don't you, Mr. Police?"  He asked.