A Black female police officer stood up, her waist thick as ten men, her back broad and powerful. A band-aid was stuck to the hand holding the manuscript, revealing her to be a skilled practitioner.
"Greetings, Commander. The grassroots police representatives of our Refugee Star have summarized the prominent issues and suggestions, which are as follows."
"You can sit down and speak. There's a microphone, everyone can hear," Jiang Ye said.
The female officer paused, glanced at the reactions of the entire assembly, and sat down to continue reading her notes.
"The first issue is the hotel problem," the female officer said. "Under normal circumstances, all hotels and inns require an ID scan or facial and fingerprint recognition to assign rooms to customers. However, Refugee Star has a large number of small hotels and inns on the outskirts of cities. For profit, they do not follow this procedure and secretly give rooms to the Rat Clan."
"For example, last week I led a team to raid a Ping An Hotel. It was shown as temporarily closed online, but it was actually open. Upon entering, we found all rooms filled, with over twenty people crammed into a double room. They were all stowaways or stranded travelers. They couldn't even lie down to sleep, having to sit on the floor with their legs pulled up, leaning against each other."
"And each person paid the room fee at the original price for a double room. They had no identification and could only endure in silence. When the hotel owner brought them in and took their money, opening the door, the lodgers would often stand at the doorway, stunned by the sight of everyone in the room. The hotel owner would then huff and puff, saying, 'Take it or leave it. This is how it is now. You should be grateful we're letting you stay, don't be picky.' So many lodgers had to grit their teeth and go in."
"Every day at mealtime, the hotel owner would bring a large plastic bucket filled with food like rice and cabbage, and shove two buckets into each room."
"These illegal hotels and inns cause numerous problems: severe malnutrition among residents, cross-infection of various alien diseases, and the proliferation of small criminal organizations. Some Rat Clan members even control others, preventing them from escaping. Anyone trying to leave would have their legs broken. In last week's raid, we rescued 46 injured individuals. No homicides have been discovered yet, but if this continues, homicides are almost inevitable."
"The situation is extremely urgent, and we hope for the Commander's understanding," the female officer said. "We hope to amend the current relevant laws to severely crack down on such behavior and grant us the power to seal off some of these illegal hotels and inns."
Jiang Ye frowned deeply. "I've noted it. Your two requests will be discussed later. Please continue."
"The second issue is the shortage of personnel," the female officer said with a troubled expression. "Taking my police station in Endō City on Refugee Star as an example, 10% are injured and hospitalized due to overwork, and 14% have resigned. If this continues, we will face a severe shortage of personnel."
"You just said we cannot transfer support from the army, so we hope to increase personnel through other means," the female officer said. "For example, this year's police academy students are in their final semester of their fourth year. They have basically no classes and have signed employment contracts with us. May we be allowed to recruit them early to work?"
Jiang Ye nodded, indicating he had noted it.
"The third issue..." the female officer suddenly hesitated.
"Please speak freely," Jiang Ye said.
"Our workload has been too heavy recently, could we... get some bonuses?" the female officer asked softly.
A burst of low laughter immediately erupted in the hall, and Jiang Ye also smiled.
"It's not that we're greedy, it's a necessary request," the female officer quickly said. "Many female officers in our bureau are pregnant, and many male officers' wives are pregnant or have given birth. Everyone is anxious about the cost of milk powder, and the money for children's kindergarten and interest classes. Many colleagues are privately worried about this. I know our salaries are already very high, but since the average lifespan reform, a large number of alien immigrants have poured in, and many things are increasing in price..."
"This doesn't need to be discussed later; I can agree to it now," Jiang Ye said. "How much of a bonus do you think is appropriate?"
The female officer looked somewhat bewildered and at a loss, likely not expecting Jiang Ye to ask her for a specific amount.
"Well... then it's Han Xin's troops," the female officer said.
"Hoo, Han Xin's troops, you're quite unreserved," Jiang Ye laughed heartily.
The hall erupted in laughter.
The female officer's expression was awkward, but then she seemed to recall something and, bracing herself, said earnestly, "Commander, please forgive my recklessness, but I am representing my colleagues at this meeting. We are all junior officers, and under normal circumstances, we might never meet you in our lifetime. Now that I finally have an opportunity to meet you, I must help my colleagues and strive for them."
"Good, you are doing the right thing. My laughter just now was not mocking you; I truly admire you," Jiang Ye smiled. "Please rest assured, I know your hard work, and I understand your difficulties. Within a week, you will receive bonuses on a weekly basis, and the amount will be satisfactory."
"Thank you, Commander!"
"Alright, do the representatives of Refugee Star have anything else to add? If not, we will move on to the representative from Birong Star," Jiang Ye said.
The representative from Birong Star was a scrawny man named Zhuang Anping. He was unremarkable in appearance, with an aura like a cashier at a roadside diner.
This man appeared to be physically weak, yet he was a sharpshooter who transferred from the army to the police force. When dealing with violent terrorist incidents, Zhuang Anping would wear plain clothes, carry a high-precision sniper rifle, hide in a corner, and take down terrorists with a single shot.
In the battles on Refugee Star, Zhuang Anping fired a total of twenty shots, but these twenty bullets killed two enemy regimental commanders, one company commander, and six snipers. His longest sniper range was two kilometers, which was terrifying.
"Greetings, Commander, greetings, fellow comrades in the police force." Zhuang Anping first stood up to salute, then sat down and began to read his notes.
"The prominent issues on Birong Star are as follows."
"The first point, the issue of alien relatives."
"Everyone should be aware of Birong Star's history; it is a planet built through the combined efforts of many planets."
"During the process of construction and development, many alien families migrated to Birong Star and became part of its population. These families are often quite wealthy and own more than one property. Now that Birong Star can perform life-extension surgery, many families have begun to call their alien relatives over and house them in their vacant properties."
"For instance, a family of three might own four houses. They live in one and can accommodate three other relatives, totaling dozens of people. Furthermore, such situations are difficult for the police to intervene in, as these are not profit-making public places like hotels or inns. They can claim they are merely visiting relatives and friends temporarily and are staying there, and the police have no right to interfere," Zhuang Anping said. "However, this 'temporary' stay could last for decades."