In just over three hours, Lynch lay in bed pretending to be a wimp after eating a midnight snack, and the EMS doctor had gotten some contraption he didn't know about from somewhere and smeared it on his face, making him look haggard.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when he was wheeled out of the emergency center, including the federal tax commissioner of Sabine City, who never went back, and who had waited until this moment for the stone in his heart to fall to the ground.
As long as Lynch doesn't die, the problem won't get to an unmanageable point. In fact, no matter whether it's him, or someone higher up or the management, how can they not know some of the work-related problems that exist down there?
As long as the problem does not get to the point that can not be cleaned up, the top is just turn a blind eye and pretend not to know anything, everyone can be measured, in the first line of work if everything is done in accordance with the rules and regulations, I'm afraid that nothing can be done.
Appropriate decentralization or even overstepping the rules is not too much, as long as they are able to do their job, their tasks, then nothing is a problem.
There are no fewer than hundreds of conflicts in the Baylor Federation each year due to the scale of enforcement, and probably more in previous years, and it's not as if we've seen law enforcement around the country afraid to reach out because of it, much less seen law enforcement caged by their superiors.
But if Lynch dies, then this is a difficult matter, and any effective and healthy mechanism will itself have an internal cleanup process to clean out some of the rotten parts, as does the federal government.
The "Ministry of Supervision" of the Federation of Baylor is one such special department, within which there are a number of sub-departments, of which the better known are the "Bureau of Investigation of Occupational Crimes", the "Disciplinary Committee" and the "Anti-Infiltration Detection Office". "and the Anti-Infiltration Detection Office (AIDO).
Once public opinion starts to boil over, it won't be long before some of these people show up in Sabine to do detective work around law enforcement over-scaling and possible criminal behavior in office, and Michael won't be the only one down on his luck then.
A small investigation team leader can not afford to carry such a "weight", there must be a companion tied to the person who followed him along with the removal of the line, and it is very likely that this person is "knowingly failed to report" the Secretary-level figures.
Luckily, Lynch woke up, which also meant that the situation wouldn't get too far out of hand, if you didn't consider the flurry of charges he was going to see next.
Lynch talked to the doctor and then facilitated this simple collaboration between them, where the doctor's behavior was not considered a major fault.
It is important to realize that in the Baylor Federation, medical structures are controlled by medical groups, in other words hospitals are the equivalent of shopping malls under these capitalists in the guise of medical groups.
They sell something called health, and to get it you have to pay money, and the doctors and nurses are the salesmen, and they don't work here to save lives, although that's how they always label themselves.
From the very beginning, their purpose of learning this medical knowledge is to enter into a hospital to become a doctor or a nurse, in order to become a high-paying person.
Their essential job, too, is to generate profits for the group, so why would a doctor turn down a partnership that carries no risk whatsoever for a huge commission?
Of course, this is the reason why whenever the president brings up the issue of health care reform, he gets the support of the people, with the high cost of treatment and the apathy of the hospitals, most of the people want it to change, but again, it's really hard to do so.
It's like asking those big capitalists not to make money; they're not philanthropists, and even if they were, first of all the philanthropists would need to have sucked enough blood out of the common man's body before they could have the bright red love to give it to others, which is basically an unlikely thing.
Anyway the news that Lynch had been violently coerced by Michael and was seriously ill spread quickly, and Michael, who was cooperating with the investigation at the police station, didn't expect Lynch to be so badly hurt.
A couple of police officers hesitantly got him to cooperate and put him in handcuffs and shackles, which was top of the line enjoyment in the police department, and also meant that Michael was potentially suspected of being involved in a first degree murder case, and on the side of the perpetrator, if Lynch hiccuped in the middle of the night.
The flurry of changes hadn't alarmed too many citizens of Sabine City, and even if they waited until dawn, they might not know that a guy named Lynch had been beaten to the point of being hospitalized and given a critical condition notice by the head of an IRS investigative team named Michael.
The vast majority of people's days were not the least bit different than usual, and neither was Michael Jr.
He sobered up in the morning and ate a poor breakfast before joining the group in the prison "workshop", where sometimes everything in the Baylor Federation is confusing.
Prisons should obviously be structures of a state nature, but there are many prisons of a private nature in the Baille Federation. The power of capital is really pervasive, and even the prisons and the prisoners have become factories that can be milked for profit in the eyes of some people.
But fortunately, the Sabine Regional Jail was not private in nature, and the small city did not have so many inmates serving their sentences that the Sabine City Hall felt overwhelmed, so they could afford the expenses for the time being.
The criminals detained here don't get a dry meal every day, they have to work too, it's just that this work is more of a ... result of a time honored policy.
Previously, some people thought that the main reason why criminals would continue to commit crimes after leaving prison lies in the fact that they do not have a skill, cannot integrate into society quickly after their release from prison, cannot earn enough money to support themselves, and do not have any other working ability, so they can only revert to the path of crime.
This led to the eventual passage of a contraption called the "Skills Training/Employment Guidance for Prisoners Bill" after several years of discussion, whereby every prisoner had to acquire a trade to eat during his or her sentence.
This bill has given birth to many new problems since its inception, and more problems have been born to solve these new problems, but none of that matters.
The important thing is that Michael Jr. honestly sat down at the sewing machine and began to sew as his "master" had asked him to, which is a job skill in the Sabine City Regional Jail.
The old lead the new so that the inmates can skillfully master the use of sewing machines, and if they are interested in self-study related to mechanics, they will have a skill when they are released from prison, no matter whether they go to work as laborers or what.
Usually new inmates are placed in the novice group, and the prison authorities will arrange for some veterans to teach them until they are considered successful when they can independently make a prison jacket for themselves.
At that time they had the option of going for some sunshine and exercise, or working here, where they were rewarded monetarily for each garment they completed sewing as required.
These rewards will be given to them in a lump sum when they leave the prison, or used for spending money inside the prison.
When Michael Jr. sat down his master hadn't asked him to start yet, but looked in the direction of the gate and casually said, "There are newcomers coming over today, and the top has placed you in the same group ..."
Michael Jr. didn't have any problems, he had recently begun to adapt to life in here, it wasn't as scary as people made it out to be, and he felt that even without Michael's help he would be able to complete his sentence here safely and quickly.
It didn't take long for several newcomers to be brought into the workshop, and they all made their way over towards Michael Jr. They were all new, and it wasn't too much trouble to standardize their learning progress.
Just as everyone was getting ready to study, one of the guys who had been staring at Michael Jr. suddenly blurted out, "Hey, I know you, and your dad's a guy with a 'license'!"
All of a sudden, the whole workshop was quiet for a moment, Michael swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere here was not quite right, even the "master" who had been talking and laughing with him for the past few days, looked at him with some changes in his eyes.