1855 United States Tycoon

Chapter 397, Make a Big News (3)

Dana and his party followed Elber through the narrow lanes among the low and ruined houses built randomly. These lanes are very narrow, and in some places, if a person comes across, you have to turn your side to let him. pass through. Corresponding to the narrow roadway is the dirty environment. There are no sewers here. There are only some open ditches on both sides of the main roadway, but these drainage ditches are also very shallow, and there are no drainage facilities in those smaller roadways. Life sewage can only be dumped directly on the ground, so sewage flows across most places. When Dana and Alice were walking, they had to carefully avoid the sewage and feces.

"I have studied nursing and know the importance of sanitary conditions to human health." Dena frowned her eyebrows and said to Elber. "The sanitary conditions in the workers' residential areas are really bad now. This will bring a lot of diseases. Yes, and the workers’ income is not rich, and they and their families can’t afford the disease.”

"We have already noticed this." Elber said, "The union has organized some people, used voluntary labor to dig some drainage ditches here, and built some public toilets. But the workers work very hard. After work, most of them are extremely tired. Many people may fall asleep even while walking. So our construction is very slow."

"These factories must have given workers'power pills'," Dena said.

As MacDonald’s leading product, the related patent of "Daliwan" has expired a long time ago, and its production is actually very simple, so now there are a lot of companies producing this thing in almost a little chemically capable country. . With the proliferation of this thing, some of the Devil attributes of this thing are gradually revealed. More than one person knows what will lead to extreme fatigue and depression after use, what heavy use will lead to irritability and decreased self-control, and what long-term use will lead to psychological dependence.

However, in the face of this problem, Scrooge did not have the panic when faced with the Hai Luo Yin problem. Because he knew that Daliwan was so useful for too many people that he didn't even think about washing the floor for it. May I ask in this world, which factory owner would not give his employees "Dali Pills"? May I ask in this world, is there any country capable of doing so that would not give his soldiers "Dali Pill"? There are so many economic benefits in this that anyone who tries to oppose the "Dali Pill" will be labeled as a troublemaker. As for the mainstream media, Scrooge did not spend a penny. Xia consciously washes the ground for him and sings praises for "Daliwan".

"The so-called'Daliwan' is a lie that is completely unfounded for drug addiction." Even the most authoritative academic journal-"The Lancet" published an article like this: "From our comments on various According to strict animal control experiments, there is no difference in anatomical features between animals that use Daliwan and those that do not use Daliwan. And so far, we have not found that any animal will stop if the supply of Daliwan is cut off. The problem of physical function like that after morphine-addicted animals is provided. Various experiments can prove one point, that is: the so-called "Daliwan" is addictive is completely untenable, it is purely psychological. That's it..."

In another very professional and authoritative publication "Nature", the invention of "Dali Wan" was listed among the greatest inventions of the nineteenth century, even ahead of sulfonamides.

However, no matter how these media are washed, Dena knows one thing, that is: "Daliwan" is definitely not a good thing. Because Scrooge strictly forbids anyone in the family to use this thing, just like he strictly forbids anyone to use Hailuoin back then. So Dena is very sure that there is definitely a problem with the "Daliwan". As for the things that wash the floor, Dena can't be fooled at all, it's just the sound of money.

"Yes. All factories use that." Elber replied.

"As much as possible to make workers not use this thing." Dena said, "don't believe the nonsense in the media. That thing definitely has a problem."

"We all know." Siegfelter interjected, "I have been to many factories and have seen the status of those workers who have been using "Dali Pill" for a long time. Generally speaking, within a few years, they will be completely It became a useless person. But, honestly, the average life expectancy of German workers is very short without the use of "Dali Pills." The newspaper "Advance News" has reported on it, but it did not play a big role."

"Of course. There are too many benefits involved." Dena said.

At this moment, Elber stopped in front of a low house. He first shouted into the room: "Hannah, someone came to see Fritz." Then he turned his head and said to Dana and them: "This is it. Fritz, one of the survivors, is here."

"Ah, who is it." With this voice, the slanting door opened, and a woman who seemed to be about 50 or 60 years old, but in fact, maybe only 30 or 40 years old, was gone. come out. The wives in workers’ homes always get old very early, and they are often too old at the age of thirty or forty.

"Ah, it's Elber. Who are these?" The woman asked after seeing the people following Elber and seeing that they didn't look like workers.

"These are several reporters from the "Advance". "They want to know what happened at the time. This will also help us to ask for medical expenses from those black-hearted bosses. By the way, Little Hans is here. where it goes?"

"I went to the train station to pick up cinder." The woman looked at everyone, especially Siegfelter, who was a bit higher than their door. Let's help out."

Elber looked at everyone.

"No, it smells bad outside, let's go in." Siegfelter said. So a few people entered the house.

As soon as she entered the room, Dena felt that her eyes went dark and she could barely see anything. It took a while before her eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light in the room. The room was originally small, and the windows were as small as a mouse hole. The pungent smell of ammonia was always in the air outside, so the door was always tightly closed. This makes the room darker and darker.

Like Dana, Siegfelter couldn't see anything for a long time when he entered the house, and his situation was more troublesome than Dana, because he was too high and hit the low ceiling.

After her eyes were fully adjusted to the indoor light, Dena saw a man lying on the bed against the wall. This was probably Fritz, one of the victims of the gas leak.

The woman walked over to the man lying on the bed and said, "Fritz, Elber brought a few reporters to see you."

Hearing this sound, the man on the bed hurriedly struggled to sit up, and at the same time his eyes rolled in all directions, but Dena noticed that his eyes were not focused on them. Obviously, Fritz’s had nothing. Can't see it anymore. The woman hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Hello, Mr. Fritz. I'm a reporter from the Bavarian Forward newspaper. My name is Dena. I want to know what happened when the accident happened." Dena said to him when she walked up to Fritz.

"Dana Miss, it's like this..." Fritz began to describe the terrible change.

"It was around 6:30 in the morning, just when the shift was over. Putra and I, as well as William, were waiting for the shift. At this time, Putra, who was in charge of monitoring the pressure of the high pressure tank, suddenly yelled: "The pressure in the pressure tank has dropped!" We don’t know what is in the pressure tank, but we all know what it means that the pressure tank is losing pressure. Without opening the pressure tank valve, this only means the pressure tank Leaking.

Dena Miss, to be honest, we don't know what is in this jar. But we know that it is definitely not a good thing. Because the factory we work in is a factory that produces pesticides, most of the things produced there are toxic. This jar is not the final pesticide product, but an intermediate product, but it is also poisonous.

At that time, Pratt's face changed. He said, ‘There must be something wrong with the No. 7 valve. 'The No. 7 valve originally had a leak, but when it was inspected, it was found that it had been deformed a little under high pressure. However, the manufacturer repaired the valve and replaced it with a thicker rubber gasket. It no longer leaked, so the matter was let go. Because anyway, if the No. 7 valve leaks again, just close the upper No. 3 valve. Many workers in the factory know this. At that time, many workers wondered whether this simple treatment would solve the problem.

At this time, a stink had passed, and we were immediately choked and coughed, and at the same time, our eyes were hot and painful, just like being poured into our eyes with chili water. At that time, my tears kept streaming down, and I could hardly see anything. Putra covered his nose with a towel and rushed in the direction of the valve. I also pulled a sweat-wiping towel and covered my nose and followed—I’m not brave, but we all know that if this thing is released in large quantities, I don’t know how many worker brothers will be poisoned.

The No. 3 valve is so high that it can only be reached by standing on a stool. At this time, our eyes are full of tears, and we can hardly see anything. I vaguely saw Pratt climb up, as if turning a valve. At this moment, I felt like fire was burning in my lungs, so I coughed violently, and then fainted. When I woke up, I couldn't see anything. "

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