Vol 7 Chapter 11: Correct use of banknotes

Although the investigator sent by the Avengers Foundation is a twelve-year-old boy, it is unusual and even weird, but the 10 million dollars in the account can not be faked. Dean Quincy can't be faked. For good reason, I can't neglect this child.
However, he still inevitably had to tap on the side and try to figure out what was going on.
"My name is Brad Luo, a rich second-generation mixed-race man from China."
The teenager responded casually: "My friends call me Brad. The Avengers Foundation was founded two years ago with the inheritance left to me by my deceased parents. My official name is Mr. Luo."
Dean Quincy’s question has been slightly answered. The young man in front of him is a rich second generation who has inherited a huge inheritance. This can explain why he is so rich and carelessly squandered, and he can donate 10 million US dollars. .
However, there are still many things that are difficult to explain. For example, if a twelve-year-old kid wants to do charity and brush his resume, he can just dig a well for African children to build schools. Why bother to set up an Avengers foundation? The world is so unreliable, and it is involved in the human rights topic of criminals with sharp contradictions.
"Mr. Luo...I'm curious, why would you be interested in severely punishing criminals and found the Avengers Foundation?"
While leading the way ahead and guiding the teenager to the cell area, Dean Quincy asked, "This should be an area that young people like you are hard to reach, right?"
The young man’s eyes were full of sorrow, and the corners of his eyes were tearful, saying:
It’s about two years ago when my parents and I walked out of the theater and were stopped by a gunman in the alley.
... My father rushed to the gangster to protect me and my mother. The pistol went off and hit my mother. My father was also shot during the fight. When the murderer left, there was still a smile on his face. He was not at all due to the murder. Shame, on the contrary, I am grateful for the rewards. "
"This is really a tragedy... I'm sorry to hear such a sad story."
Director Quincy wiped the corners of his eyes pretendingly, formulaically expressing sympathy.
"This tragedy completely changed my life."
The boy's eyes were sharp, his fists clenched, and he said bitterly: "I am full of anger and sadness with nowhere to go. I desperately want to avenge my parents, but I don't know what to do. I can't spend huge sums of money on my imagination A group of martial arts coaches trained themselves to become a superhero, and then killed that guy by their own hands, right? Lynching is illegal! My parents have taught me to abide by the law since I was young, and I can't live up to their teachings!"
"Furthermore, even if I train myself to be the world's number one martial arts master, how many criminals can be defeated in a lifetime with only one person? One thousand, or even ten thousand? The world's criminal crimes are criminal every year. There are more than three million people, and I have to beat 10,000 criminals every day to finish it. Beating criminals can indeed vent their anger, and it’s cool. It looks cool, but it’s too personal heroism. It’s a bit simple to say that it’s not good. Selfishly venting is a drop in the bucket for the overall situation and will not help."
The teenager said in a mature tone far beyond his age: "But as a rich second generation who has been well-educated since childhood, a rational person cannot simply focus on venting anger, but must fundamentally prevent similar tragedies from happening, so that we can truly Comfort your parents in the spirit of heaven and make a big business to change the world.
Therefore, I used the legacy to establish the "Avengers Foundation", using the foundation as a rocker, leveraging the rigor of the legislation of the world's governments on vicious crimes, cracking down on criminals, and maximizing the cost of criminals. , Let them understand that killing two people and grabbing thousands of dollars is not a good thing, because the money is only enough for them to buy a one-way ticket to hell! "
The teenager sighed: "Now Hope Country's laws are still very tolerant to criminals. Many murderers who have killed countless people are punished in a cell that is more comfortable than a motel and waste taxpayers' money to raise them. To be fat, so that they can escape from prison and plan the next massacre."
Dean Quincy nodded his head heavily, and was a little touched by Mr. Luo's heartfelt words and innocent heart. He did not expect that there are such aspiring young people in the world with such a sense of reason, amazing execution and extremely mature temperament.
Mr. Luo straightened his face and said solemnly: "Just like the slogan of the Avengers Foundation:'The human rights of criminals are protected, where are the human rights of the victims?' All that is left for the victims is the cold cemetery, The tears of relatives and the cheap sympathy of passers-by, they can never survive!
My mission is to promote legislation, and not to impose severe punishments on misdemeanors, as long as we hope that the country can reach the level of determination for China to execute the death penalty. For not killing scumbags who are not enough for civilians, I will thank the world!
Of course, the way to execute the death penalty can be gentler, and it is advocating the death penalty by injection. Don't make the scene too and let them die comfortably in their sleep. This is the greatest kindness I can bestow on them. "
"If there are more young talents like Mr. Luo in the world, why worry about super criminals raging!" Dean Quincy couldn't help but exclaimed. Half of these words were flattering to the gold master, and half of them were sent from Really sigh.
"Where..."
The boy humbly waved his hand and said: "It's a pity that mainstream public opinion still tends to emphasize that'criminals are also humans', human rights are supreme, and love can even influence demons. The call for abolition of the death penalty is increasing. I want to realize my dream. It's heavy and long way."
As soon as the conversation changed, the young man said with great interest: "Dean Quincy, you have suggested a new idea for me, which is to delimit criminal quarantine areas and establish criminals’ exclusive cities for criminal autonomy. This is not because we don’t treat criminals as human beings. It is to give criminals the maximum freedom to not regard themselves as human beings. It is their freedom to kill each other. Although human rights are precious, the price of freedom is higher. It can stop those human rights fighters."
Dean Quincy nodded hurriedly, and said: "The idea of ​​Arkham City is exactly like this. I even drew the design drawings. I built it on an isolated island. It was guarded by a group of elite mercenaries. You can review it at any time!"
The teenager nodded in satisfaction: "Very well, after I have inspected the insane asylum and made an accurate assessment of your leadership, I plan to invest 3 billion US dollars in the Arkham City project. If the Arkham City can indeed be' To get rid of the criminals in Gotham City, the next step is to lobby Congress to push for legislation to achamize all the prisons in the United States!"
Speaking of this, the teenager said meaningfully: "Know that the crime rate remains high and the rampant super criminals are the biggest internal contradiction facing the hope country under the current situation, which affects all aspects of national life. If you can fundamentally solve this problem Solving the problems and returning the law-abiding citizens of the United States to a safe country, it is possible to step by step from the mayor to being elected governor, congressman... and even president!"
Dean Quincy's eyes gleamed when he heard it, and it looked like a teenager's gaze was getting hotter and hotter, and the flesh on his fat face was folded into folds in an inadvertently flattering smile.