Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

4 a.m.

The factory area extending from the middle level to the lower level in the west is abuzz with people, and a large number of workers begin to enter the factory. In order to cope with the problem of holiday breaks, during this period, a large number of factories have started working at 4 a.m. and continued until night. Ends at 10 o'clock.

Congress has promulgated legal holiday regulations. From 8 a.m. on January 1 to 8 a.m. on January 8 every year, wages will be paid according to normal standards during the vacation period, with a minimum of 5 days of rest in a month.

In order to cope with such regulations, most factories basically start work at 4 a.m. in order to improve the industrial environment. However, wages are paid in various names. For the part exceeding 8 hours, workers basically cannot get it. I only get a certain amount of food allowance every month.

There was a sound of mechanical knocking, and one by one, looking like they were still awake, they stood in front of the assembly line and started working.

After a while, black smoke began to rise from the chimneys in the western factory area. Except for some food and daily necessities shops near the factory area, most of the residents had moved away. Once the factory started operating, it could be smelled nearby every day. The pungent metallic smell will cost you a lot of money in the long run, although you can go to the hospital regularly to remove harmful particles from your lungs.

The flow of people from the middle to lower classes in the west basically flows to the southern area. The housing prices here are even worse than those 10 years ago when the housing construction industry just started in the city. In some areas, the housing prices are as low as less than 100 yuan per square meter. .

In the north, because the land price was very cheap at the beginning of construction, only 10 yuan per square meter, most workers from the east and south chose to settle there, and the climate was much better than in other areas.

There was no vigorous planning during construction. Today, there are many houses in the north, but the building layout is very poor. The transportation and consumption mobility of the entire northern block are relatively poor, and most people have moved back to the south.

A large number of deserted neighborhoods have appeared in the north, and some districts even have a population of less than 10,000.

The middle and lower classes in the south have now become the most populous districts in the city. Some districts are overcrowded, even exceeding 300,000 people.

With the return of the population, the south has become a paradise for low- and middle-income people, but it is filled with a lot of crime, especially at the bottom, and is a high-incidence crime area. Even though Congress has vigorously carried out rectification to a certain extent, it is still There is no way to effectively curb the crime rate.

In addition, the food base in the east will soon be opened up to several districts bordering the south.

Most people have seen the business opportunities in the south, and many people have chosen to return to the south.

As morning approached, the ground floor became lively. Except for the upper floor, most of the blocks in the middle floor began to become deserted.

At this time, accompanied by a burst of screams, the originally sleepy lower-level neighborhood began to become lively, and many people hurriedly ran over following the screams.

Several figures passed quickly, and a teenage boy covered his cheek and fell to the ground. After a while, the nearby management officer came with someone. Next to an ambulance on the street, the boy's left eye had been wrapped. He stood up, shaking his head in pain, and just said that he fell, but it was obvious that the injury on his eyes was not as simple as falling.

The administrator quietly watched the boy record his confession. Anyone with a discerning eye knew it was a lie. This lean boy should be a boy from a nearby orphanage. Since the orphanage has income, life in the orphanage has also changed. Much better, but it touched some people's interests, and one of the boy's eyes was completely disabled.

No matter how he asked, the boy insisted that he fell. The nearby onlookers were also dispersed. The management officer sighed and looked at the boy. He did not continue to ask any more questions. It is better to do less than to do more. Last year, he himself The crime rate in the neighborhood under his jurisdiction has increased a bit. If he continues to be unable to curb the crime rate this year, he will be finished.

Looking at the boy being taken away by the ambulance, he would soon need an eyeball removal operation for necrosis. The management officer led people to look at the dark streets under the street lights. Crimes would occur outside those lights.

The suspension of the review of special management officers this year is a huge benefit to many management officers in various places, but many people know that they must still be careful to guard against subsequent liquidation.

In the years since the special management officer review system began, a total of 457 district management officers have been dismissed from their posts and sent to prison.

Today's management work gives most managers a headache. Gangs in the lower-level areas are relatively rampant. There are many mutants in the gangs who are more powerful than them in combat. Once many problems are not handled properly, they will evolve into Big problem on the block.

Coupled with the impact of the previous New Year's Day shootings, many managers now carry guns when going out, but they must think carefully before shooting.

The three biggest problems in the lower-level areas are gambling, loan sharking, and illegal body trading. Most gangs rely on these three black industries to make profits.

The administrator sighed. At this time, he saw a little girl walking by. She had braids and a red skirt. Her facial features were delicate and beautiful, just like a ceramic doll, but her expression was a little solemn at this time.

"Balaika, why do you get up so early?"

The management officer asked, but the little girl said nothing and ran to the pharmacy. The little girl just turned her head politely and greeted the management officer. The child was also miserable. His father died in a violent conflict in the neighborhood the year before last. Although she received a compensation, she had a mother who was addicted to gambling.

The administrator looked at Baleka quietly and saw her buying birth control pills from the pharmacy, quickly putting them in her pocket, and running away.

The manager was just a little emotional. He had probably seen the future of this beautiful little girl, but he could only press the brim of his hat and planned to go back to sleep.

At the door of a three-story building located on a back street, Baleka stood expressionlessly at the door. There were waves of women's voices coming from above. After a while, several men were talking and laughing as the sun just rose. When I walked out.

"Balaika, are you hungry? I will take you to have breakfast?"

Baleka shook his head. The man who came out held the clothes. He stretched out his hand. Baleka dodged for a moment, and the several men left talking and laughing.

After a while, Baleka entered the room and looked at her mother who was lying on the bed and smoking. The bedroom was in a mess. Her mother's hair was messy and there were a lot of red marks on her body. Baleka walked over and handed the medicine over, and her mother took it. Yawning, he opened his mouth and took the medicine, then turned around and lay down, looking extremely tired.

"Mom, can you stop gambling?"

"I know, remember to leave some food for me later, the money is on the table."

Baleka looked at the 100 yuan on the table, grabbed it and wanted to go downstairs, but couldn't help but start to help her mother clean up the house and clean up some misunderstandings.

In a daze, Baleka looked at the money in her pocket and thought about it. The ticket to the middle level was only 5 yuan, and the remaining 95 yuan could be enough for her to live for many days.

Baleka soon gave up such delusions. After cleaning up, he took the money and planned to buy some food for this year's New Year.

As soon as he left the house, Baleka saw a little boy squatting not far away. Next to him were several tattooed men chatting and laughing. Baleka knew it. The little boy had just arrived recently. His name was Jin, and he was responsible for helping the people behind this road. Women working in the street tidying up the house.

At this time, in the rows of houses, as the sun's rays just hit, many men came out and lined up to pay money in front of the tattooed men.

"Good job gold!"

Jin nodded, got up from the ground, took some cleaning tools, and began to enter a store. He very carefully entered the woman's bedroom and cleaned, trying not to wake the woman.

"Come here Kim!"

Jin Mu looked at the woman who had squinted her eyes and got up from the bed. He walked over and the woman took out a piece of candy from under the pillow and handed it to Jin.

"Happy New Year Gold!"

After Jin accepted it, he hurriedly started cleaning. The woman smiled and looked at the cute little blond boy, and soon fell asleep.

Just after 8 o'clock, in the hospital, the little boy who was blind in one eye was lying calmly on the bed. The director of the orphanage came with some children, and there were soft sobs in the ward.

No one cried aloud, the dean just sat quietly aside.

"Director, they said that in the future, the drugs produced by our orphanage can only be supplied to them at their price, otherwise it will not only blind me in one eye next time."

The director fell silent. The orphanage was about to close down before. Then, with the help of medical consultant Freya and her team, the orphanage gained income and the situation got better. However, the good times did not last long. They were soon replaced by locals. A group of people were targeted.

After several unsuccessful negotiations, something happened to the boy nicknamed Little Fox early this morning on his way back from delivering goods.

"Did you say that?"

The little fox smiled and shook his head.

"I'm not a stupid dean. If I say anything, we may be in danger tonight. Those managers will definitely inform that group of people."

The dean nodded. The local managers and gang members were inextricably linked. They would send generous gifts to the managers every year.

The dean held the phone and hesitated. He wanted to call Freya and explain everything. Freya would definitely help them, but after taking a look at the children, the dean finally chose to remain silent. Agree to the group's conditions.

There are laws at the bottom. If something goes wrong, the hundreds of children in the orphanage will be homeless. They can only choose to remain silent, because the director has already reached an agreement with the local school and will let the children go one after another. They enroll in school, which is vital to their future.

"Sorry little fox."

The dean said, and the little fox lying on the hospital bed smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in the smile, and there was a fire steaming in his heart.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, many lower-level streets were already filled with people. Helen sat quietly in the office of the DMV and started a new day of work. Her daughter Leona on her back had just eaten. He watched Helen doing statistical work intently.

Most of the employees have already gone on vacation, but the vehicle management office is bound to have a backlog of vehicle inspection problems in the past few days. Helen needs to classify these problematic vehicles and then report them to the management office. For some vehicles whose parts have not been replaced overdue , will be directly stopped by the internal AI system, but some guys will dismantle the AI ​​system, so that they can still drive the worn-out cars on the streets that may cause safety accidents. Many have happened in recent years, so the DMV Inspections A vehicle inspection at least once a year is necessary for many vehicles.

It's just that the situation in the office is a bit messy at this time. Many takeout boxes are piled up randomly, and no one has cleaned them for many days.

"Don't pull Mummy's hair, Leona."

Helen slapped the child's little hand, but the child laughed loudly, and pulled harder with his two chubby little hands.

Helen became a little upset and angry, stood up, untied her daughter, then walked to the sofa, moved the table over, opened some plastic bags, and placed Leona on the messy sofa.

Helen watched for a while. Leona was playing with some things next to her and started working again. Her husband came to see her a few days ago and hoped that she would go home with him, but Helen had already decided that she would never go back. of.

In a few days, Helen planned to go back to the upper level to treat Angus and his family to a meal.

After a while, Helen finished most of the work. She pressed her head tiredly and walked to the sofa. Her daughter had fallen asleep. She gently picked up her daughter and didn't bother to take care of everything in the room. She just lay down. I plan to sleep until noon first.

"I'm not going to do it anymore, just beat me to death!"

Mo Xiaolan was lying on the floor at a murder scene, looking motionlessly at C and K in front of her. She had had enough, completely enough. There were a lot of murders in her head every day, and she would do it even when she went to bed at night. Nightmare.

C squatted in front of Mo Xiaolan, trying to pull her up, but Mo Xiaolan didn't move at all, and placed a big character in front of the two of them.

"Let me do this. A girl of this age must be treated gently."

K said and walked over, and suddenly kicked him. Mo Xiaolan's eyes widened, her body flipped several times in the air and broke a chair. She stood up in a rage.

"You bastard, bastard!"

"I don't have time to watch you guys singing oboe here. Please hurry up, Mo Xiaolan, and figure this out. I'll have to go to the bottom to have a look."

Mo Xiaolan felt aggrieved and wanted to cry, but she couldn't. In the past, he would cry when K beat and kicked her like a prank, but now he can't cry or laugh. He always feels that his body is... Seems to be getting used to it.

"When did you become so weak? We don't need waste like you in Section 2. Move quickly and give you half an hour."

"Okay, you guys come?"

Mo Xiaolan was so angry that he was about to explode, but he couldn't beat him again and again, and he couldn't explain it.

"If we could do it, I would have thrown you in the trash can. Why do you need you here?"

After a while, Mo Xiaolan got so angry that she picked up the table and smashed it to pieces on the ground. She also trampled the broken pieces into dust with her feet, causing the floor to crack. She smiled with a refreshing look on her face.

"The crime scene has been destroyed, what are you going to do?"

"You two idiots, idiots, losers, you don't know how to look, over there."

As she spoke, Mo Xiaolan walked to the wall of a room. She stretched out her hand and smashed the wall with a slap, and took out a small box from inside.

"Here, take the evidence you want."

C took it immediately and quickly saw some female body parts from the small box, many of which were sealed with special polyester. There were also some shocking photos and videos inside.

"How did you know?"

K looked at it with some surprise. Recently, there has been a series of perverted murders in District 31, targeting women. More than 30 people have been killed. Although the murderer has been identified, there is no evidence. Fortunately, the murderer missed the target on the street last night. They were caught, so they could justifiably come over to investigate.

K and C had sneaked into the murderer's house many times before, but could not find anything. The torture was even exposed. Although the identities of the two were not exposed in the end, the local management officer was under great pressure.

"I don't have time to explain to you two guys with negative IQs."

C took out a cigarette, threw the small box to K, walked over and held Mo Xiaolan down.

"At least you have to have a clue about the circumstances of the case and how it was discovered. After all, the case must be disclosed to the public. Be a little more obedient. The principal has said that after this case is over, you can go home and rest until the 8th."

Mo Xiaolan looked at C with doubtful eyes.

"real?"

Then Mo Xiaolan walked to the wall and started talking.

"Although this guy is very smart, have you ever considered what his psychology is? Combined with the inhuman treatment and torture he encountered when he was young, after he committed the crime, he basically had no evidence, but in each case the body of the tortured person was mutilated. Many parts seemed to be done by this pervert for pleasure, but in fact where did these mutilated body parts go? And in many interrogations, he He was just laughing, and he said every time, I am really not a prisoner. If you don’t believe me, look for it. Do you have any evidence? Why do you say look for it? When he said this, his eyes were excited and filled with excitement. A bit of a mocking thought, which in turn shows that a person like him who suffers from a certain mental illness is very excited about this kind of thing. He knows in his heart that there is evidence, so he subconsciously treats the interrogator as an idiot. Do you have any evidence? In addition to the layout of his home, why do you think he decorated the living room in such a fancy way? But the walls are a single color? Have you taken psychology classes well? Human judgment can easily change in complex situations. The environment is out of balance, so why haven’t you found the evidence you’ve searched so many times for illegal intrusion?”

Mo Xiaolan said, walked to the door of the room, and continued.

"The first thing you see when you come in is the blood-red curtains. This is the most eye-catching thing. Normal people's thoughts or subsequent thoughts are what this might mean. Then when they see the complex colors on the ground, they start to think Is there something under the ground? As a result, you almost broke the floor and couldn't find anything. Then there are these tables, chairs and benches of different styles, as well as a large number of objects of different styles, paintings and other strange things. Visually The trap is like this, not just in this room, but in every room below, so where do you think you can find things?"

At this time, C quietly looked at the wall that was broken by Mo Xiaolan. This place was just next to the pillar and located in the corner of the room.

In an instant, Mo Xiaolan stepped hard on the floor under the pillar. As the floor collapsed, she quickly dodged. After a hole was exposed, she jumped down and landed on the pillar at the same position. Another There were a lot of strange things in the room. In the same place, Mo Xiaolan broke the wall and another box leaked out.

"The people who come to investigate are completely trapped in the maze of visual thinking. It is obviously wrong to try to interpret the criminal through these strange things. The logic will begin to become confusing. Once there are preconceived notions, the logic will were scattered among these strange things, because there are indeed many riddles and a large number of numerical symbols that have not yet been analyzed. Didn't you find a lot of clues about these things? But in the end, did the clues lead you to find the evidence? ?The investigation was completely confused. Did the large-scale search find anything?"

In an instant, C and K suddenly realized that they found the box in the same place in the room on the third floor, which contained human body parts and a large number of photos and videos of the victims.

After a while, a man who looked a little crazy was brought in, and C directly pulled him over. Several management officers looked nervous.

Click

Accompanied by bursts of crisp sounds of bones.

"Dare you play with us? Is it fun?"

"Sir, stop, just in case"

Seeing C breaking off the crazy man's fingers one by one, he screamed in pain, and K blocked his mouth with telekinesis.

"enough."

Mo Xiaolan walked over angrily and kicked C in the leg. She let go of the criminal.

"I'm going home right now. I'm going to rest until March. You can take care of school matters yourself."

After saying that, Mo Xiaolan turned around and started running. K smiled and sighed.

"what to do?"

C exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at the criminal who was still smiling excitedly even though ten of his fingers were broken off. She kicked him in the face and the criminal flew directly to the wall. Several The administrator hurried over to help him.

"What can we do? She has solved many murder cases in recent years. We can only look for any students with potential."

Looking at the busy streets outside the window, C sighed helplessly. Mo Xiaolan had already left in the helicopter. In the past years, the three of them relied on killing and violence to solve many crimes in society, but As cities become more and more sophisticated, such methods no longer work, and they can cause Congress a headache if they are not careful.

"Actually, I think Xiaolan is quite suitable to be the section chief."

C said and K smiled helplessly.

"It's indeed quite suitable, but she has been in love recently."

C's eyes widened in surprise.

"It's right to think about it. She is only 19 years old and we are already old."

K smiled and nodded. They have been dealing with cases that threaten society. This case has been going on for nearly a year, and it was finally solved today.

"When do you think we can retire?"

K said, C looked at K with some surprise.

"We are only in our 20s and you are thinking of retiring? This really surprises me."

K smiled helplessly, took a cigarette from C, lit it and took a puff.

"Perhaps when the business department is established, it is the best time. I think it would be better to leave everything to Mo Xiaolan. Under her childish appearance, she has a purer heart than us. Pure People are often stronger and will not be confused, but we are different. In fact, I am still not used to certain things, and I often do."

"Stop talking, do you still remember what we chose in the past? Just like the principal said, someone has to do and take responsibility for everything, no matter what it is!"

10:31 am

Mo Xiaolan skipped onto the streets of the school district. She was still wearing her uniform. She saw many administrators along the way, and they all just smiled and greeted them.

Soon Mo Xiaolan came to a restaurant and looked at a handsome and sunny man sitting in the corner of a table in the restaurant. He was looking at his phone quietly, with a half-drunk cup of coffee beside him.

Mo Xiaolan ran in with a smile, and suddenly jumped in front of the man.

"Sorry for the waitting."

Mo Xiaolan said, and the man smiled and shook his head.

"I just arrived Xiaolan."

Mo Xiaolan took off his hat, and soon the boss came with the waiter and personally came to receive him, standing aside with a smile on his face.

After Mo Xiaolan ordered some food and drinks, he opened the slits of his uniform and leaned comfortably on the soft cushions.

The handsome man in front of him is named Luo Wen. He is 5 years older than Mo Xiaolan. He is a student in the Department of Chemistry at a university here. Although he has graduated, he still continues to study and research in school and is a graduate student.

The two got to know each other because of an accident a year ago. At that time, a serious kidnapping incident occurred at Luo Wen's university, and more than 100 students were taken hostage.

The hijacker was a student from Rowan School, a junior who was expelled. Just because he had a good relationship with a girl from a family, the girl's family used their relationship to accuse the student of violating serious school rules. Weiyu fired him.

...The matter was solved perfectly. Mo Xiaolan was very grateful to Luo Wen. He stayed calm after the incident and helped them solve the incident. Luo Wen also noticed the similarities between this girl and himself. When Mo Xiaolan left, he asked her for her phone number.

Although the two couldn't see each other often, they talked every day and finally got along well.

Now Mo Xiaolan finally had time to get along with Luo Wen for a few days. After getting along for a while, Mo Xiaolan found that Luo Wen was his ideal partner. He would take care of him. Mo Xiaolan had been praised by people since he was a child. She is very good at taking care of others, even in school, and will accommodate others from time to time, but she is just a girl, and she also hopes to be well taken care of and pampered. Rowan happens to be such a person.

"Xiao Lazy, it's okay for you to come over. You guys should be very busy at work over there."

"It's no problem."

Rowan said as he stood up with a smile.

"I'm going to buy you a cup of milk tea. Didn't you say before that you wanted to have milk tea from that store the most? Now there's one in this district, right nearby."

Mo Xiaolan smiled and nodded in surprise, but at this time there was a hint of commotion on the street. Out of his own professional considerations, Mo Xiaolan got up and walked out.