Chapter 52:
Drug-Sniffing Dog
"Am I inspecting items for the prison?" Veronica stood outside the infirmary, pointing at herself with a puzzled expression.
"Yes, the items brought into the prison today will undergo a concentrated inspection in the evening and then be handed over to the inmates at night. It's almost ti, and I hope you can help check them," Aiden nodded.
In prison, inmates also receive items from the outside—mostly brought by their family mbers, so are self-purchased, and a small portion donated from external sources.
According to regulations, all items must undergo inspection by prison guards. Items that don't et the prison relief requirents won't reach the inmates hand.
Veronica who was assigned to surveillance and the riot squad, was handling this inspection task for the first ti.
"Understood," Veronica responded, then asked, "Is it because there aren't enough people for the inspection?"
"No, there are enough staff for the inspection. I just want you to conduct an additional check.
Soone in the core area is spreading drugs, and it's not a small-scale operation. I suspect that the personnel conducting the inspections may be involved.
Initially, I planned to investigate it myself, but I can't leave at the mont, so I'm entrusting this to you," Aiden said in a hushed tone, leaning closer to Veronica's ear. "I trust you."
"Got it. But sir, forgive
for being blunt. I'm just a newcor. Do you really trust
this much?"
Veronica, having spent several years at the police station, had so understanding of workplace dynamics.
For leaders in high positions, internal investigations are usually entrusted only to trusted individuals, commonly referred to as... confidants.
"I don't need trustworty worker, I just need soone who is professional. You approach your work with seriousness, and I can see that.
You'll carry out your responsibilities diligently—that's my judgnt," Aiden responded calmly, handing her a signed note. "I've already signed this. Go ahead!"
The prison operates on order and rules, and as long as the prison guards fulfill their duties within the rules, the prison's managent structure will runs smoothly.
In Aiden's view, a good subordinate is soone who simply fulfills their responsibilities well. whether they respect or dislike him is irrelevant.
He doesn't need to cultivate trustworty confidant, he just needs subordinates who doesn't beco a thorn in His side.
Veronica didn't respond, she just saluted Aiden and headed to her designated post.
Upon reaching the room for inspecting the items, she noticed a sowhat familiar face.
"Newcor?" gan, the Veteran prison guard turned to face her, with hands behind her back. "What are you doing here?"
She was directing two younger guards in moving stacks of bundled blankets onto a cart.
"The warden asked
to inspect items brought into the prison." Veronica waved the note signed by Aiden.
"Normally, they don't assign this task to newcors," gan said with a hidden aning. "Looks like you've managed to please the boss."
Veronica had heard from other guards that positions in the prison were divided into those with "perks" and those without.
Managing the workshop where inmates worked was a lucrative position, and so guards would manipulate internal affairs to line their pockets with so of the workshop's benefits.
Apart from that, inspecting incoming items was also a lucrative assignnt. Sotis, those in this position had the opportunity to receive bribes from inmates or their families.
Therefore, so experienced guards who understood these dynamics tended to be particularly eager for such assignnts and rarely handed the opportunities to newcors.
"The warden ordered
to do a recheck," Veronica responded straightforwardly.
"What does that an?" gan furrowed her brow.
"Literal aning: I need to reinspect the items here," Veronica explained plainly.
"No need; I've already checked most of the stuff here," gan replied lazily. "How about this: send out what's been inspected, and you can take your ti with the rest."
"The warden's order is for a complete recheck, all of it, again!" Veronica emphasized expressionlessly.
"Look, you're just running errands for the warden. Don't let the position get to your head, a newcor trying to throw their weight around?" gan shot her a disdainful look.
"You're the one throwing your weight around. The warden ordered a recheck, and now you're making decisions here?" Veronica argued logically.
"Alright, alright, no need for this! Normally, one check is enough. Why bother checking twice?" gan impatiently waved her hand, signaling the other two to take the cart away, completely dismissing the newcor.
However, just as the two young guards were about to follow the order and push the cart out, Veronica suddenly stepped forward, blocking the doorway. Simultaneously, she raised her fist and slamd it hard against the door, creating a loud crack that fractured the thick wooden panel.
This thunderous sound left gan and the two young guards frozen in place.
"I'd like to see who dares to take anything out through this door!" Veronica stared intently at everyone present.
Her naturally stern face carried an intimidating presence, enhanced by the force she exerted in cracking the door, instantly silencing the room.
The two young guards didn't move, after all, none of them had the confidence that their bodies were sturdier than the door panel.
gan also felt a bit cornered, she hadn't expected the newcor to be this assertive.
"Oh, young people, don't be so impulsive. It makes everyone uncomfortable..." She softened her tone, attempting to smooth things over.
Unfortunately, Veronica wasn't having it. "It's uncomfortable for you, not for . Besides, you brought this upon yourself."
gan felt a twitch at the corner of her eye but managed to maintain composure. "I an, with so much stuff, if you recheck everything, when will you finish? It's just not practical."
"Don't worry; I'm more efficient than you guys." Veronica approached, pushed gan aside, and began inspecting the blankets on the cart.
She was well aware that Aiden had specifically chosen her for this task for a fundantal reason.
She knew that items hidden within blankets were the most likely to be overlooked. Sotis, guards had to open them up, flip through the cotton inside, and then resew the blankets.
However, Veronica only casually flipped through the top layers of blankets, moving them aside.
But when she reached the bottom beddings, her movents paused.
Then, she brought her face closer and sniffed carefully.
"Leave this one, take the rest," Veronica said sternly, pointing at the last blanket.
gan's face gradually lost color.
Before she could react, with a rip, Veronica had torn open the outer fabric of the blanket.
"There it is." After searching through the cotton inside, Veronica spoke in a low voice.
In the clump of cotton, several yellow paper packets erged.
The heightened sense of sll inherent to pureblood werewolves told Veronica that these packets contained drugs that strictly controlled outside the prison.
"Now, what explanation do you have for this, madam?" She stared fiercely at gan.
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