I snore when I sleep

Four deadly choices in life:
Being a cop in Mexico!
Absolute justice here means getting shot, BIUBIUBIU.
The protagonist finds himself in the body of a jail guard and discovers that his eyes can see a person's Crime Value!
Only by outgunning the criminals can he uphold justice!
This prison is called "Plateau Prison", the highest security level in Mexico.
At this time, there is a man locked up inside.
His name is Gallardo, nicknamed Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel.
If you want to survive, either leave this damned country, or climb your way to the top.
Mexico can be bright!

Working as a police officer in Mexico

"Oh," Victor said nonchalantly as he watered the plants by the window and continued, "Then shoot them."


When Donald Rumsfeld heard this, his breath caught in his chest.


"They aspire for a new life, and the United States can give them that new life."


"Treat them well, Mr. Donald; these are all your voter bases. Alright, I have a meeting to attend; welcome to call again next time."


Donald Rumsfeld shouted a few times, but all that came back was a busy tone.


He'd been in politics for so many years and had never encountered such a troublesome adversary, mainly because the person had no moral bottom line, and their integrity was flexible within bounds.


He stood by the window, where he could see supporters of the Democratic Party outside holding flags symbolizing freedom and refugees, demanding the Bush Administration shelter them.


Chapter 317: Victor: I regard everyone as lowly as those who set up a stall to sell their heads, just a bunch of earth chickens and clay dogs! _3