Blackstone Code

The undercover agent of the Anti-Organized Crime Investigation Bureau wrapped himself in clothes with a strong smell and quietly came to the place designated by the labor service company.

This is the warehouse area on the edge of Sabine City. The other party said that they would conduct training here for a period of time before sending them to work.

If someone is found to be unsuitable for their job during this period, then these people will take a meager amount of money and walk from the bright road to the narrow and dark path.

These are their exact words.

The leader of the Bureau of Investigation believes that the Green Brothers may be involved in human trafficking, so the undercover agent must find out the scale of their transactions, the objects of their transactions, time, place, and methods.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to go undercover.

But he doesn't have to worry too much about his own safety. There will always be his colleagues around to observe the situation. If something goes wrong, they will immediately jump out to rescue him and others.

It's just... he couldn't stand the clothes he was wearing. He spent twenty dollars to exchange them with a damn homeless man. He even found some bugs falling out of the clothes when he patted them.

The lice, among other things, grossed him out.

What a damn bastard!

He thought and cursed the team leader and other colleagues.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at the place, and then he was led into a warehouse by some people. After he entered, he immediately realized that the team leader's guess might be correct.

All kinds of homeless people gather here, both men and women. These marginalized groups receive very little attention and attention in society.

It can be said that if a group of homeless people suddenly disappeared in a city, no one would think it was wrong.

They do not have their own homes, most of them have no families, no jobs, no fixed living areas, and are also facing various dangers.

If one day some people disappear, they are either dead or have left here, no one will call the police on these people or even spend money to find them, no!

And this precisely makes them the best "source of goods."

Since taking up the job of investigating organized crime, undercover agents have seen a lot of the evil consequences of the dark side of society. Even though most of these homeless people are middle-aged, it seems that no one will buy or sell them.

In fact, there are many people with such needs on an international scale. Most of them are mines and factories. They do not treat these people as human beings!

They would use these people as slaves or even animals, not giving them good food, and not caring about their physical condition.

Even if someone dies, the cost of death is much cheaper for those people than medical care for them.

These people will appear one after another in places where the sun cannot be seen, like consumables that are constantly being updated, and then disappear!

The undercover agent was arranged to sit on a small independent chair. At this time, someone came over and asked him if he could read and write.

Damn it, although federal education is expensive, everyone can still afford the cost of primary school. He nodded, and then got a writing pad, a pen, and some paper.

More and more people gathered in the room, maybe three or four hundred people, or more?

The undercover agent couldn't see clearly how many people there were here. He could only make a guess. Maybe the actual number of people would be much more than this, but it might also be less. He didn't know.

He couldn't stand on the chair and look out, that would attract the attention of the people here. Looking at the people standing by the wall with sticks in their hands, he felt that it was best not to do that!

When more and more people gather together, maybe it reaches a certain number, or maybe after the time is up, suddenly a person appears on a second-floor platform in the warehouse that is provided for the administrators to live and work.

That was a man who looked...somewhat like a social elite. He had an inexplicable arrogance on his face and looked at everyone in the warehouse with contempt.

Then……

He said something.

"You trash!"

In an instant, some homeless people stood up. Although they were homeless people, they were also free federal citizens.

The pursuit of freedom is an eternal pursuit written into the Charter and deep in the souls of the people of the Federation!

Anyone can make them give up their love and pursuit of freedom!

Some people stood up and pointed at the people above them and yelled. Don’t expect all the homeless people to be kind. Some of them even had criminal records.

But soon, these people became quiet under the suppression of sticks.

There is a light above the head of the person on the second floor platform, which is enough for people in any corner of the warehouse to clearly see him.

He raised his hand again, pointed at the homeless people in the room, and said in the most unbearable tone, "You!"

"What a bunch of rubbish!"

This time no one stood up to make trouble, but many people looked at him very unkindly.

The man smiled contemptuously, "Look, now you don't even have the courage to resist, so why don't you be unhappy when I say you are trash!"

"Maybe after you calm down, you will think about why I said this."

"It's very simple, look at what you are doing now!" His voice seemed to have something powerful about it.

But this strength is not motivation or courage, but the desire to beat him!

If possible, who wouldn’t want to live a prosperous life in a mansion of several thousand square meters?

Do they not want to?

No, they can't do it, they are just a bunch of bums!

The man took a few steps back and forth under the light, "Look at you, you have good hands and good feet, and your body is not much worse than other people's."

"Why can others have a happy life, but you can only live like a maggot in the garbage dump of the city?"

"My kid complained to me once and he told me..."

"Dad, are those people shitting in their pants? Why do they stink so much?"

He pinched his throat like a child, but it stabbed the tramp's heart hard.

They all remained silent. Even the undercover agents felt that these people were going too far. Did they want to destroy the homeless man's personality?

And then enslave them?

I don’t know if it was because he was also wearing smelly clothes, so he felt a little bit vicarious. He was also very angry and helpless, and could only stare at the people on the platform.

At this time, the man didn't care at all that he was being stared at by the homeless people below. He had a smile on his face that made it difficult to explain his feelings.

"You know, I was once just like you..."

With one sentence, the tense atmosphere of confrontation was instantly shattered, and the confusion on the faces of the homeless people became the most beautiful "scenery" that adorned this moment.

They don't understand why someone of the same kind would betray this group?

Perhaps, there is no more anger in their hearts, and that space is occupied by confusion, and even some... yearning?

The man on the platform looked at these people, shook his head slightly, and said, "But we are different now. I can stand here and point at your noses and tell you that you are a bunch of trash, but you have no right at all." Way to refute me."

"Because I succeeded and you failed."

"I know you also want to change, but social prejudice prevents you from having the opportunity or the courage to change anything."

"But it doesn't matter, now this opportunity has come!"

"The door is over there..."

Following his words, the originally closed door opened with a clang, and the light from outside the door shot into the warehouse, tearing apart the dim light in the warehouse.

The white snow refracted the sunlight, giving the illusion that the outside was full of light, but no one stood up.

Even if no one outside insults them, no one points their noses and calls them trash, they still don’t want to go out that much.

"It seems like no one wants to leave here, which is good. It means you all have the ideas and courage to change your current lives. You are real warriors!"

"From now on, as long as you can strictly follow our requirements and complete the training tasks, when the training is over, you can say goodbye to your past selves."

"Because you will usher in a new life, your future will be full of brightness, and all this is not given to you by anyone, it is earned by yourself!"

"Use your hands and your perseverance, you can prove to anyone who has ever looked down on you that you can do better and be more successful than them!"

"I look forward to the day when you drive around the city in a luxury car and meet the person who once gave you twenty-five points, cursed you at the same time, and made you sad for a week."

"In front of him, or maybe in front of her, throw twenty-five dollars, two hundred and fifty dollars in his face, and then say..."

"Thank you so fucking much for your help!"

The atmosphere in the warehouse became different again, and the homeless people were full of energy, including the undercover agents, who seemed to be full of strength at this moment.

Unable to control his body, he stood up and clapped. More homeless people stood up and applauded the man on the platform who called them "trash"!

It was as if they really "saw" the bright future and everything he said happened!

As long as you work hard, you can change.

Isn't this what they lack?

a chance!

Some even shed tears of excitement!

The people on the stage smiled and nodded, "Very good, very good, this is very good. You have shown me your determination, this is very good!"

"Please remember, no one can make this world give up on you except yourself!"

"We are not marginalized people, we are not wretches who need pity, we are not waste!"

"Change starts from this moment. Maybe some of you will quit during the process, but I hope that going through this will at least bring something to your life!"