Bionic Era

The fifteenth arrondissement is huge.

But there are also some smaller ones.

The population density is small, the pressure of life is low, and even the prison is much smaller than other places.

"This prison was built forty-five years ago. Later, it has undergone many renovations and upgrades. The monitoring has been upgraded four times, and all the door locks have been replaced with electronic locks. The entire prison is under the control of a security system." Feng Fugui Said to the two.

Things always appear in the familiar way inadvertently.

Flames can be seen more clearly during daylight hours.

The last time the prison fire was at night, the thick smoke and darkness blocked the sight, which made the fire look very oppressive, like a flaming giant who chose to devour people, making people afraid to approach.

The flames of this prison are more intuitive.

"The size of the prison this time is less than one-third of the previous one. The management is lax. It is only a mid-level prison. The actual management intensity may not be as good as the low-level prison in the thirteenth district." Wei Boan leaned on the car beside him. , looking for young geniuses to ask for information.

There are a lot of weird things going on in the fifteenth arrondissement.

Tourism is booming here.

People live in green mountains and green waters, and the sparkling inland sea is not far away. The humid sea breeze can make people lose their fighting spirit and just want to lie quietly by the sea.

"There are many guys who simply don't want to work hard and have no life savings, so they think of going to prison. There are also people who are sick and have no money to see a doctor, but the prison has basic medical security, so they try to find a way." Get in jail."

So the prison population is full.

This prison is an intermediate prison in name, but it actually detains many petty thieves.

There are many extreme cases. For example, there is a criminal who just got out of prison and found that working to make money is very hard work, so he found a random bank in a few days, pretended to be a robber, and could stay in prison for a few years with peace of mind. .

"Hu Qian, 47 years old, a resident of the fifteenth district... Wang Wei's colleague, they worked together in a shipyard for a while." Lu Wen got the information on the murderer's next target.

Afterwards things became very clear.

Due to Wang Wei's improper operation, a major accident occurred in the shipyard, which caused the shipyard to lose a lot of money.

And this Hu Qian was promoted step by step.

It didn't take a few years to sit on the middle level of the shipyard.

"The reason why he came here is very simple. During the shipbuilding process, he only focused on building a good relationship with Party A's acceptance personnel, and did not pay attention to the quality of the hull. The boats were all substandard and there had been several accidents."

This is also a typical money-grubbing guy.

In front of money, other people's lives are not worth mentioning.

Lu Wen looked at the burning prison not far away.

A man was kneeling at the gate of the prison.

"He deserved to die."

The man kneeling was Hu Qian.

A red-hot steel bar pierced through his back, pierced through his entire body, pierced out from his chest, and stuck into the ground, causing the concrete floor to crack.

The front and rear wounds were burnt.

"At that time, the prison's security system suddenly went offline. It stands to reason that the door locks should be locked at this time, but all the door locks were suddenly opened at that moment." Feng Fugui was worried, "Although this prison has Many of them are petty thefts, but there are also some truly heinous criminals who have escaped now."

This prison is relatively small.

It was daytime again when the fire started.

So before the cell door was opened, many prisoners had already heard the sound, and the smell of smoke spread quickly in the air.

The moment the prison door opened, everyone ran out desperately.

"Hu Qian's room is in the inner part of the prison, so he ran out later." Lu Wen looked at the blueprint of the prison.

It took fifteen minutes to run from where Hu Qian was.

He wasn't sure whether the power grid on the prison wall had been turned off, and in such a critical situation, the brain would automatically ignore many things, so he only dared to run towards the gate of the exit.

Flames were burning on both sides of the aisle.

He endured the burning sensation caused by the high temperature, and every breath of air seemed to turn into lava in his lungs.

This journey of more than ten minutes is undoubtedly the road from hell to heaven.

The gates of heaven are the exits of prison.

At the moment when he was exhausted and finally came to the gate... he even stepped into heaven with one foot.

Suddenly someone appeared behind him, holding a steel bar, stabbed him hard, fixed him at the gate, and let him fall from heaven to hell.

"Putting a steel bar into the human body already requires a lot of strength, and it needs to be pierced into the concrete floor..." Lu Wen thought for a while, and he stretched out his right hand.

A dagger popped out and slashed hard to the ground.

With the strength of ordinary adults.

"stirrup--"

The cement floor was actually broken.

The cement floor outside the prison is brittle and thin.

"This... More than 40 years ago, the fifteenth district was relatively poor, and the tourism industry had not developed, and there was no money, so there were insufficient materials for many prisons at that time." Feng Fugui said seriously.

Cutting corners on this...

He actually said it directly in broad daylight.

"There is no way to do this. At that time, the economic level was poor, and it was next to the 16th District, and the public security was also poor. There were so many criminals that the prisons could not hold them. Some abandoned factories were even temporarily transformed into prisons. At that time, the tax revenue of the 15th District It is not even enough to realize the basic medical security, and it is really stretched to build so many prisons..."

Each region has its own sad development history.

In order to get rid of the status quo of low economic level, some regions vigorously develop the tobacco and alcohol industry, while others devote themselves to cutting-edge scientific and technological research.

In the past, there was not enough material, but it was simply a place where prisoners could be held.

"Later, when I got rich, the prison was strengthened immediately. The road outside was also rebuilt. Large vehicles could not walk on the road before. It's just that the land at the entrance has never been managed."

The concrete floor at the door has a different color from other places.

The years have completely rotted the land, and any child holding a stone to smash it can make a big hole.

Lu Wen temporarily dispelled the idea that the murderer was a bionic person or a modified person.

"Om-oom--"

The phone in his pocket suddenly started vibrating.

Liang Chen called.

Seems like something important.

For non-urgent matters, usually send a text message.

"Brother Lu Wen, have you been following a guy called a wandering poet recently?" Liang Chen asked on the other end of the phone.

"Even you know about this."

"Of course I know. This incident is such a big deal that many of your fans don't want you to continue investigating. I hope you can let that poet go."

"what's the situation?"

Liang Chen has been managing Lu Wen's social accounts.

If there is anything wrong, he will notify Lu Wen as soon as possible.

As a good-looking urban hero, most of Lu Wen's fans are relatively young.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Chen sent him a few screenshots of the comments.

Under his social account, there are such comments.

"Lu Wen is my favorite bionic man. His sense of justice is obvious to all, but I don't want him to continue to pursue that wandering poet. That man is not a murderer, but a hero."

"Oh, it would be great if the two of them could reveal the dark side of this city together."

Someone combined their names to form a "Poetry and Prose Combination". There was a lot of discussion about this combination soon.

Lu Wen's expression froze.

Can this knock cp?

There are also many rational people who clarified below, saying that as long as there is a night law enforcement officer in this city, more and more people will follow suit. In the end, things will get out of control, and Mowu City may slowly turn into Baker The city looks like that.

"Sane people still occupy the majority."

Lu Wen casually logged into an account on a platform and quickly browsed through the comments.

He also quickly discovered why Liang Chen was so anxious to call him.

The reason was that a guy suddenly broke the news that the former Executive Director of the 15th District had died, a large amount of cash was found in his home, and he began to list Du Changping's life story.

This article was widely reprinted.

The so-called wandering poet came to the fifteenth district, and finally made many people unable to sit still, especially his fans.

"Hell is empty, and the devil is in the world..." Lu Wen chanted the most commented sentence, with black lines all over his head.

These guys can only say a few words back and forth.

Is there nothing else to say?

"Mr. Feng, take a look at the official account of your District Executive Bureau, it may have fallen." Lu Wen reminded.

Feng Fugui is getting old and doesn't like to use social software on the Internet very much.

He took out his mobile phone, took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket, wiped them, and finally opened a social platform after a minute or two.

It has indeed fallen.

"The former head of the fifteenth district, Du Changqing, the man who has always been called the conscience of the executive bureau..."

Feng Fugui's expression changed.

He hastily called the person in charge of the account at the executive bureau, intending to tell them to close the comment section, but Lu Wen stopped him.

"Mr. Feng, if you don't break, you can't build. This kind of thing has happened to the Tenth District. Closing comments will only make people feel guilty."

"Is that so..." Feng Fugui didn't know the routine very well, "Then how about I notify them now and ask them to send an official message and make a clarification?"

"Clarify what?" Lu Wen asked.

"Clarification..." Feng Fugui was stunned.

Everything in that article online is true.

There seems to be nothing to clarify.

But they can't just watch it that way.

"The economic pillar of District 15 is the tourism industry. If they find out, there is a company secretly targeting other companies, and at the cost of the lives of tourists, the tourism industry will suffer a great blow."

Feng Fugui sighed endlessly.

The old executive didn't expect that he would still encounter so many things after he had two years left to retire.

"It's okay. The most urgent thing to do is to quickly investigate whether there are other companies that have done such a thing. We can't wait for the murderer to break the news for us."