Chapter 36 Section 30

Sitting in his Bronx apartment, Albert Neri is serious about the sky-blue uniform he used to wear as a police officer.He took off the badge pinned to his uniform and put it on the table, ready to scrub and scrub.Both the holster and the pistol hung on the back of the chair.He was inexplicably happy about this trivial job of dressing up when he was a policeman.Since his wife left him two years ago, he hasn't had much chance to be happy. When he married Lete, she was just a middle school student, and he himself had just become a policeman.She was shy and dark-haired, from a prim Italian family.His family would never allow her to stay out after ten o'clock at night.Neri fell in love with her with all his heart, as much for her innocence and good conduct as for her dark beauty.

At first, Leta Nelly was infatuated with her husband, who was surprisingly strong.She could also see that people were afraid of him, partly because of his strength, and partly because of his unambiguous, firm and definite stand on all questions of right and wrong.He showed rare sophistication.If he disagrees with the attitude of a group or with an individual, he either keeps his mouth shut or articulates the reasons for his disapproval.He never offered a courtesy agreement.In addition, he had a true Sicilian character, and he was terrible when he lost his temper.However, he has never been angry with his wife.

In five years Neri had emerged as one of the most formidable cops in the New York City police force, and one of the most loyal.He has his own way of upholding the law.He hated bad people, and when he saw a group of provocative young people disrupting order and disturbing pedestrians at night at the corner of the street, he immediately took swift and decisive action.He has truly remarkable physical strength.He himself was not fully aware of this. One night, he took a patrol car to Central Park West Street, jumped out of the car suddenly, and ordered six young men in black velvet jackets to stop.His companion stayed in the driver's seat, out of trouble, and knew Neri's style.These six young men were all under 20 years old. They stopped pedestrians and insisted on cigarettes. They used the usual threatening tactics of young people, but they did not cause physical harm to anyone.They also teased passing female dolls, performing obscene and obscene gestures.

There is a stone wall blocking Central Park, just outside of Eighth Avenue.Neri lined up the young men with their backs against the stone wall.Even though it was dusk, Neri carried his favorite weapon — a large flashlight.He had never drawn his pistol with any pretension, nor had he ever had to.When he lost his temper, his face was horrific, and with his police uniform, the average hooligan was intimidated.These young people are no exception. Ask the first young man in person: "What's your name?" The young man answered a common name in Ireland. Neri reprimanded: "Go home, if I see you in the street again tonight, I will crucify you!"

He signaled with a flashlight, and the young man walked away immediately.Neri then did the same with the other two boys, and let them go too.But the fourth young man gave himself a common Italian name, and then smiled at Neri, almost as if to make a kinship connection.Neri is undoubtedly of Italian descent.He looked at the young man for a while, and then asked an unnecessary question: "You—Italian?" The young man grinned, equal to an affirmative answer. Neri hit him hard on the forehead with the flashlight, blinding his eyes.The young man knelt on the ground with a "thump", his forehead was torn and blood was flowing.However, no bones were hurt, only a little flesh.Neri cursed sternly:

"You son of a bitch, you are the scum of the Italians. You have disgraced the Italians and ruined the reputation of the Italians, get out of here!" As he said that, he flew up and kicked the young man in the ribs violently.It wasn't a light kick, but it wasn't too hard either.Then he said: "Go home and don't play hooligans on the street. If I see you wearing this jacket next time, you can be careful, I will beat you to the hospital. Take it, and go home first. If I were your father, I wouldn't let you go easily, and you would be in bad luck." Neri did not chatter with the other two young rascals.He kicked their rears with his big booted foot, warning them not to roam the streets again.

His usual method in such encounters was to settle the matter quickly, before the crowd or anyone around him could protest his behaviour, and the problem was settled long ago. Woo" and drove away.Of course, occasionally encountering difficult situations, the rogue still wants to resist, and even draws a knife.These kinds of hooligans were really bad luck, and Neri would pre-empt them, be brutal, and beat them bloody before throwing them into a patrol car.That's how they were arrested and charged with assaulting a police officer.However, the hearing of their cases is routinely delayed until after they are out of the hospital.

Neri was loyal to his duties, but ended up being reassigned to patrol the area where the United Nations building is located.This was mainly because he did not show proper respect to his immediate superior, the Sergeant.Relying on their diplomatic immunity, UN officials simply ignored the relevant regulations of the police, and their cars were parked randomly all over the street.Neri reported this situation to the head of the district, and the answer he got was that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and he turned a blind eye to it.But one night, an entire back street was clogged with cars parked indiscriminately.After midnight, Neri took out his big flashlight and walked down the back street, smashing the windshields of every car to pieces.It is not easy to repair the windshield in a few days, even for senior foreign officials.Protest letters poured into the precinct police station like a flood, demanding that measures be taken to prevent such vandalism.A week after the shattered windshield incident, the truth of the incident reached someone important, and Albert Neri was transferred to Harlem again.

One Sunday not long afterward, Neri took his wife to visit a widowed sister in Brooklyn.Albert Neri had for his sister a passionate affection which was commonplace in Semyeon.He visits her often, at least once every two months, and he is relieved to see that she is safe and sound.His sister was much older than him, and a son was twenty years old.The son, Thomas, was not disciplined by his strict father, and problems began to arise.He's had his fair share of troubles, and now he's getting harder and harder to discipline.once.Neri had used his backdoor connections with the police to keep the young man from prosecution for theft.That time, he refrained from losing his temper, but warned his nephew:

"Tang Bi, you made my sister cry for you. I will teach you a lesson in the future. These words were a warning, not a threat, that a friendly, companionate uncle should offer.Although the words are not harsh, even Tang Xin, the most mischievous young man in Brooklyn, is still afraid of his Uncle Al. Come back to this visit.Tang Bi came home very late on Saturday night and is still fast asleep.His mother went to call him, telling him to get up quickly, get dressed, and eat with his uncle and aunt at the family dinner on Sunday.Through the half-open door came a boy's savage voice:"

"None of my shit, I'm going to sleep." His mother had to back away, back into the kitchen, smiling apologetically. So they had to eat in his absence.Sister Narijian: Whether Tang Ying really made her feel difficult, she just shook her head. Just as Neri and his wife were about to say goodbye, Tommy got up.He mumbled a vague "Hello" and went into the kitchen.It's over, he growled to his mother. "Hey Mom, how about making me something to eat?" However, his tone of voice didn't sound like asking for instructions at all, but an unreasonable complaint from a spoiled child. His mother also said sharply: "You can only eat when you get up when it's time to eat. I don't want to cook for you." This kind of small and indecent plot is actually not uncommon, but Tang Bi was a little irritable when he just woke up from a late sleep, but he made a mistake of ignorance of current affairs.He shouted: "Oh, get the hell out of here, what are you talking about, I'll just go out and go to the restaurant." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it. Uncle Yar jumped on him like a cat chasing a mouse.This was not because the sister had been insulted, but because it was obvious from his behavior just now that he always spoke to his mother in this way when they were together.Tang Bi never dared to say such presumptuous things in front of his uncle.He was just negligent, and he deserved it. In the presence of the two stunned women, Albert Neri calmly beat his nephew.At first, the young man tried to fight back in self-defense, but soon softened and begged for mercy.Neri slapped him so that his lips were swollen and bloody, then pushed his head back so that it hit the wall behind him with a thump, then pounded his chest with his fist, and finally slapped him. He fell to the ground, his face slamming on the carpet.After the beating, Neri told the two women to wait, and forced Tang Bi to go downstairs to the street and get into his car. In the car, Neri told his nephew a lot of truths about "rebellion, misfortune, and heaven and earth". Then say: "Next time if I hear that you are still like that to her, then I won't fight as lightly as this time, and I will bring you back on the right track. Well, now you go back and tell Your aunt said I was waiting for her to come home." Two months later, Albert Neri came home from an evening shift one day to find his wife packed away.She bound up all her clothes and took them to her natal home.His father-in-law told him later: Lite was afraid of him, afraid of his temper, and dared to live with him again.Yar was dizzy and couldn't believe it.He never beat his wife, never threatened her in any way, never thought of anything but love for her.Confused by her actions, he decided to visit her at her natal home in a few days and talk to her. Unfortunately, he got into trouble while on duty the next night.A report came in from Harlem that there was a man-made homicide there, and his police car was in a meeting right away.As usual, he jumped out of the car before it had stopped.It was after midnight.He had his big flashlight with him and was easily at the scene of the accident.A large crowd had gathered outside an apartment building.A black woman said to Neri, "There's a man in there killing a little girl with a knife." Neri entered the passage, and the door of a house was open on the other side of the passage, and the interior light poured out.He heard someone groaning inside, and adjusting the beam of his flashlight, he walked down the hall and into the open door. He nearly tripped over two people lying on the ground.Of those two, one was a black woman about twenty-five years old, and the other was a little black girl under twelve.Both of their faces and bodies were scratched with razor blades, and their bodies were covered in blood.In the living room, Neri spots the killer, whom Neri knows well. The murderer was Vax Bains, a notorious pimp, drug dealer, and extortionist.His eyes looked like they were going to pop out from too much drug use; he dangled a bloody knife in his hand.Neri had arrested him two weeks earlier for severely wounding a black prostitute on the street.Bains had said to Neri at the time: "Hey, boy, it's none of your business." And Neri's buddies had said that if blacks wanted to slice each other up, that was up to them, but Neri took Baines to the police anyway.However, on the second day, Baines was bailed out. Neri had never liked blacks very much, and after working in Harlem he disliked blacks even more, most of them taking drugs or drinking while sending their wives to work or prostitution.He's disgusted with these bastards.And Baines' flagrant violation of the law made him very angry; the sight of the little girl who had been cut all over by the razor blade made him sick.Therefore, he calmly decided that there was no need to arrest Baines. However, the witnesses had already followed him into the apartment building, and several people who lived in the building also came, and his partner came after getting out of the patrol car. Neri ordered Baines to say, "Drop the knife, you're under arrest." Baines laughed loudly: "Young man, if you want to arrest me, you have to use a gun." As he spoke, he raised the knife high. "Maybe you want this!" Neri flashed, and the black man stabbed him with a knife.However, Neri reacted very quickly. He grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand, and at the same time swung the flashlight with his right hand, hitting the opponent's left side of the head with a "bang". The opponent was paralyzed, and the knife fell from his hand.He had no strength to fight back, but Neri struck again.This is inexcusable: his hearing and criminal trial at the police station were concluded to be inexcusable because of the testimonies of witnesses and his fellow police officers.Neri hit Bains on the top of the head with the flashlight a second time, and the blow was extremely hard.The glass on the flashlight was shattered, and the small bulbs shielded by enamel were also shattered and jumped out. The thick flashlight was also bent, but there were batteries inside, so it didn't overlap.A terrified bystander, a black man who lived in the apartment building, later testified that Neri was guilty.He used to say, "Boy, that's a hard-headed black person." However, Baines's brain is not so hard.That second blow left a hole in his skull, and he died in Harlem Hospital two hours later. Albert Neri was the only one who couldn't figure it out when he was arraigned at the police station for excessive force.He was first suspended and then criminally charged.He was charged with murder and could serve anywhere from one to ten years in prison.At this time, he was full of resentment and hatred for the whole society.He was stunned, and he didn't care about anything.The authorities turned him into a criminal!To put him in jail for killing a black beast who was always a pimp!However, the mangled woman and little girl were still lying in the hospital, and the authorities ignored them. He was not afraid of prison, he felt that, firstly because he was a policeman, and secondly because of the extenuating nature of his crimes, he might be well taken care of.Several of his old friends had assured him that they intended to intercede with acquaintances.Only his father-in-law, a staid Italian but shrewd man who owned a fish emporium in the Bronx, thought that a man of Albert Neri's character would not survive a year in prison.The inmates in his cell would kill him, or he would have to kill one of them.Because of his ignorance and some kind of female stupidity, his daughter abandoned such a good husband.Neri's father-in-law found the Corleone family through the back door and asked the Corleone family to intercede. The Corleone family also knew Albert Nelly well.He was a well-known policeman and a man not to be underestimated, not to mention the uniform he wore and the approved gun he carried, and he alone was enough to make people frightened.The Corleone family has always coveted such talents.How many young youths have gone astray at first, but have always arrived at the temple of their true destiny, and time and fate will always find their place. Peter Clemenza.With his keen eye for spotting good men, he brought the Nelly case to the attention of Tom Hagen.Hagen pored over copies of the official police file, while also listening to Clemenza's oral briefing.Then he said, "This man is literally our Luke Brasi." Clemenza nodded vigorously.Although he was fat, his face did not have the kind look on the faces of ordinary big fat people.He said, "My thoughts are the same as yours. Mike should ask this himself." So, before Albert Neri was transferred from the temporary prison to his future permanent detention facility in upstate New York, he was notified that the judge had reconsidered him on the basis of new circumstances and affidavit transcripts provided by senior police officers. the facts of the case, and decided to violate his suspended sentence.So he was released. Albert Nelly was not a ignorant fool, nor was his father-in-law one who blushed when he was rewarded.After Neri learned the ins and outs of the matter, in order to express his gratitude to his father-in-law, he agreed to divorce Lite.Then, he made a special trip to Long Beach Town to thank his benefactor, and of course made various arrangements in advance.Michael met Neri in the library where he worked. Neri expressed his gratitude in a solemn tone; Michael accepted his thanks very warmly.He was flattered and overjoyed by this. "Damn it, I just can't let them treat our fellow Sicilians like this," Michael said. "They should have given you a medal. But those bastard politicians don't care about anything other than catering to the rich and powerful. Listen to the truth, if I don't know and find your situation irritating, I would never have taken the risk. My men have spoken to your sister. She told us that you have been thinking of her and her child, and that you have taken her child away. He came to the right path, so that he did not continue to go bad. Your father-in-law said that you are the best young man in the world, which is really a rare talent." Michael did not mention his divorce from his wife. The two of them talked casually for a while.Neri had always been a man of few words, but he spoke with confidence to Michael.Michael was only two years older than him, but he talked to Michael as if Michael was much older than him, enough to be his father. At the end, Michael said, "It's pointless to get you out of prison and put you in the wilderness to be exposed to the wind and rain. I can put you in a job. I also have a property in Vegas. With your experience, you can be a security guard in a hotel. Otherwise, if you like to do small business, I can also say a word to the bank and provide you with a loan as capital." Grateful and embarrassed, Neri didn't know what to do, but he declined, adding: "I'm on a suspended sentence, and I'll be punished by the court anyway." Michael said excitedly: "This is a trivial matter. I have a solution. As for the issue of court supervision, you don't have to worry about it. I will find a way to remove your pornographic files." The so-called yellow file is the police record of criminal offenses of any prisoner.Such pornographic files are usually presented to judges as they consider what sentence to give to offenders.Neri had been a policeman for a long time, so he knew that many hooligans were sentenced to felony and light sentence by the judge because there was no record in the dirty files submitted by the bribed file office.Therefore, he was not surprised that Michael was able to do this.What he wondered was why Michael would do this. "If I need help, I'm here to get in touch," Neri said. "Okay, okay," Michael said. Michael looked at his watch, and Neri thought it was an eviction order, so he stood up and was about to leave. "It's lunchtime," Michael said. "Please join my family for a light meal. My father said he would love to get to know you. After dinner we'll sit at his house. My mother must have fried chili , fried eggs, and sausages, authentic Sicilian flavor." Albert Neri, since he was a boy, and since his parents died (both died when he was fifteen), had spent that afternoon as one of the happiest.Don Corleone was also very kind, and he was even more delighted to know that the little village where Neri's parents used to live was only a few minutes away from his own.The conversation is very speculative, the food is very fragrant, and the red wine is very pure.Neri felt a sense of resentment for seeing each other later.He understood that he was just an uninvited guest, but he felt happy that he could find a permanent place to stay in such a world. Michael and the Don both picked him downstairs and into his car.The old man said while shaking hands with him. "You're very nice, lad. My son Michael is here too, and I might as well tell you something to my face: I've been teaching him in the olive oil business; I'm getting old and wanting to retire. He came to me and said, He tried to interfere with that little problem you had. I told him, learn to be in the olive oil business and he doesn't care about anything else. But he keeps messing with me, and I can't rest. He keeps saying, There's a nice lad, a Sicilian, and he's being set up in a mean way. Michael said it over and over again, until I couldn't be bothered to be quiet, and I got involved myself. I'm telling you this The purpose of the words is to let you know, and Michael insisted on the right. Now I have met you, and I am also acquainted, and I am very happy. Because I think the risk we took is worth it. Therefore, if we can still If you can do anything else, please just bring it up. Do you understand? We are willing to serve you." (Nelli still misses the old man's generous style, and wishes that this great man would live to see what he has done today. labor.) Neri made up his mind after thinking about it for less than three days.He realizes that he is being favored.But his understanding was much deeper.He realizes that the Corleone family appreciates his actions, but society condemns and punishes his actions.The Corleone family valued him, but society despised him.He knew that he was happier in the world the Corleones had created than in the outside world.He also realized that the Corleones were stronger on a narrower scale. The second time he interviewed Michael, he laid bare his thoughts.He didn't want to work in Vegas, he wanted a job with the Corleone family in New York City.He made his allegiance very clear.Michael was deeply moved, and Neri could see it clearly, and it was a deal.But Michael insisted that Neri take a vacation first, down to Miami, and stay in a family-run hotel, all paid in advance.At the same time, one month's salary was advanced, and he had the necessary cash on him, so he could enjoy it. This holiday Neri got her first taste of luxury living.The people in the hotel took special care of him, and everyone said: "Oh, you are Michael Corleone's friend." He lived in a luxurious and luxurious room.The hotel nightclub arranged for him some beautiful girls.After Neri returned to New York, his general outlook on life changed somewhat. He was enlisted in the Clemenza Corps and put to the test by the expert who identified talent.Certain precautions had to be taken; after all, he had been a policeman once.However, after Neri arrived here, his natural brutality dispelled all his scruples.In less than a year, he passed the "excellent test" of going in with a white knife and leaving with a red knife.It was impossible for him to repent. Clemenza was full of praise for him.Neri was a prodigy, a new Luke Brasi.Clemenza boasted that he was better than Luke.Neri was, by any measure, one of his great discoveries.Physically, the man was also exceptional.In terms of physical reflexes and coordination skills, he is simply another boxing master Joe DiMaggio.Clemenza also understood that Neri was not a figure that a man like him could control.So he made such an arrangement: Neri was directly responsible to Michael Corleone, with Tom Hagen acting as a buffer in the middle.He is a "special person". He receives a high salary with a special status, but he does not have his own personal business. He neither engages in gambling nor goes out to steal.Obviously, he was extremely subservient to Michael Corleone.One day Hagen jokingly said to Michael: "Well, now you have your own Luke, too." Michael nodded, this is also the result of his painstaking efforts.Albert is his man, and he will not betray him until he dies.Of course, he learned the tricks of winning people's hearts directly from the old man.Michael once asked this question when he was learning business skills and being taught by his father: "How did you manage to control such a rebellious fellow as Luke Blasey?" The old man began to lecture him on this subject. "There are always people in the world," said the old man, "who look around for a chance to die. You've seen them. The kind of people who fight in the gambling halls; Jumping out of the car in a rage, ready to fight; they also want to insult, to intimidate when they see someone whose strength they don't understand. I once saw a person, who was actually a daredevil, deliberately angered a group of dangerous people. And He himself has no ability. This kind of person is running around in the world, shouting loudly: "Kill me! Kill me!" There is always someone who is willing to take care of them. Of course this kind of person will treat others cause some damage." "Luke Blasi is such a man. But he is a remarkable man, and no one has been able to get rid of him for a long time. Most of these people have nothing to do with us, but a cloth Lacey is a weapon to use. The trick is to first find out which one is not afraid of death, or even seeks death, and then, make yourself the only person in the world he wishes not to kill him. He has only one fear , not because you are afraid of death, but because you may be the one who beat him to death. If you do this, then he will be your caring person." This was one of the most valuable lessons the Don taught before he died.It was in the spirit of this lesson that Michael made Neri his Luke Brasi. Go back and talk about the present.For now, Albert Neri is finally ready to don the police uniform of yesteryear again.He cleaned up the uniform carefully, and cleaning the pistol holster was the next thing he should do.And his old police hat, the brim of which needed to be wiped clean, and the big black leather shoes polished to a shine.Neri is conscious of his mission.He is in the world and I have reached my true destination.Michael Corleone had absolute trust in him, and today he will not live up to his trust.