Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

"Is this happening again!"

Justin looked solemnly at a warehouse in front of him. The warehouse was full of bullet marks. People from the WBI were investigating. There was a gun battle in this warehouse and 39 people died.

There have been many such bizarre cases recently, mainly because the two parties who opened fire would not have such a serious conflict because their criminal motives were insufficient.

Several women are being investigated, many of them crying, and the bodies are already packed in blue body bags outside.

Justin lit a cigarette and thought quietly.

The current situation made Justin couldn't help but wonder if it was Tommy who did it, because only Tommy had such a method of killing people quietly.

These two groups are small gang members composed of young people. They usually do some black or gray transactions. Although many gang members have been severely punished, there are still some large and small gang members.

Neither of them have serious jobs. According to the girlfriends of several of them, they have no intention of working. Even though they are getting better now, they are still unwilling to work. Instead, they do some illegal activities. After all, this is how they get paid. Hurry up.

These young people only need to trade two or three times a month to make a living. The current situation is particularly good for them, and they can make money more easily.

Now every company is short of some raw materials. One group of them steals, and the other group is responsible for processing the stolen goods, turning them into raw materials, and then selling them.

The interests of each division of the spoils were very balanced, and the relationship between the two groups was good. After each transaction, they would get together to drink and have fun, and there was no chance of any major conflicts.

Justin's face was solemn as he listened to a woman talking about the situation.

Before this transaction, there was no conflict of interest between the two of them. Although Justin thought it might be because of the woman, it was true that these young men might fight over the woman, but no matter what he thought, it would not happen.

It was just a fight at most, but how could it escalate to the point where two groups of people were shooting at each other while they were trading.

Justin walked in and looked at the scene. Some money vessels and evidence from the transaction were being collected. These raw materials were not particularly expensive.

According to their trading situation, each of them can get at most about 3000D per month. Such a salary can be easily obtained by going to the factory when there is such a shortage of people.

It's easy to get the money if you're willing to work overtime, but based on their records, they mostly enjoy life every day.

Although they occasionally spend money lavishly and even gamble, they are not stupid enough to give away money all the time.

Soon, no clues were found about the relationship between men and women. Tommy returned to the car and scratched his head after sitting in. At this time, Tommy saw several people from the production department wearing uniforms. He was very interested. walked over.

"Listen clearly, if you continue to resist, the metal apartment you are living in will be demolished."

Justin looked at the multi-story metal apartment in front of him. Although it was a bit older, there were many people living in it. He walked over and a bunch of people immediately started talking.

"We are very tired from working every day, and we just want to rest when we get home."

As soon as a resident finished speaking, a person from the production department said.

"Gentlemen and ladies, this is the last warning. You only need to spend 1 hour every day to use the machines we have for free that can increase your wealth. Isn't this difficult?"

A bunch of people were livid, and Justin walked over and asked.

"Is there anything illegal in their building?"

A person from the Building Department immediately took out a document. Justin took a look at it and found that the building in front of him was indeed too dilapidated. It would be dangerous to continue to live in it. It had been classified as a dangerous building five years ago. Must be demolished.

These people have been living here for a long time. Although the prices of houses have dropped too much now, they can find other places to rent, but many of them work nearby.

Once this place is demolished, it will be very troublesome for them to find a house, and their original life will be interrupted. If they cannot find a suitable one during this period, there will be calculation of absenteeism time. Once they exceed 90 days, the state will The benefits provided will be eliminated directly.

Justin felt that such a thing was really too cruel. At first he thought it was good and could increase the income of more people, but now Justin feels that there are some problems with such a plan.

However, residents' arguments are in vain, said a person from the production department.

"Starting tomorrow, if one of you here doesn't accept it, we will demolish this building tomorrow."

On a truck not far away, small manufacturing machines were moved down one by one, and a large number of people from the production department began to let the residents into the house and teach them how to use and make something.

Gradually, the residents no longer resisted and began to obediently return to their houses with the machines.

Justin felt that it was abnormal. There was something wrong with forcing people to work like this.

Seeing that it was already past 12 noon, Justin planned to go to some nearby stalls to buy some hot dogs and coffee.

After a while, Justin came to a place where small stalls were concentrated. As soon as he ordered something, he saw several people from the production department coming over, carrying small machinery, and a stall owner said.

"Gentlemen, I really can't do it. I have to go to the stall at 8 a.m. every day and close the stall at 11 o'clock in the evening. I really don't have time."

A person from the marketing department came over and said directly.

"Sir, if you don't do this, your booth application will not be approved next time. We need citizens to work together to make the entire country better."

The coffee in Justin's hand almost spilled out. He looked in disbelief that such a threatening method was used to force people to use small material manufacturing machinery.

After eating, Tommy asked, looking at the frustrated stall owner.

"How about changing to another place?"

The boss shook his head.

"Sir, you don't know, it's the same everywhere in the country now."

Justin swallowed, listening to his boss's cry, there was nothing he could do.

After eating, Justin returned to the investigation site, but still couldn't find anything suspicious. Justin planned to go shopping today because it felt so incredible.

Soon after 1 o'clock, Justin stopped at the door of a restaurant.

"You heard me clearly, starting from today, bring these machines back, and people from the production department will teach you how to make them."

The boss was lecturing more than 20 employees, and Tommy was stunned.

"If you don't honestly follow the requirements of the production department, there will be no place for you here. Even if you change places, you won't be able to find a job easily."

Justin's eyes were solemn and he continued to walk. Whether it was some stores or companies, he could see people from the production department carrying small machinery, as well as people from other departments.

Some local PLCs are still helping to maintain order, and now the entire country is reporting on the various benefits of citizens participating in production.

Justin has also noticed that in some daily necessities stores recently, many of the goods are uneven. They are obviously products of the same brand, but they are very inconsistent. It is certain that these items are from small family workshops. produced.

There were even some shortages of goods, which Justin felt was unusual. After all, some companies had reduced their production, so there would definitely be a shortage in the market, and these reduced productions were all allocated to family-style factories.

"Let's go see Mr. President tonight."

Although Justin was dissatisfied with the affairs of these small family workshops, he felt more strange about the more than 30 similar cases that had occurred recently, and he could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart.

Time passed by, and Justin wandered casually until 8 p.m., only to find that there were very few people in some shops, and some night venues were a little deserted. In the deserted night clubs, many people were holding raw materials and small bags. The machinery begins to process.

"It's really outrageous."

Justin got in the car. Now the power of the car is obviously not as good as before, because the new energy sources in the past were more explosive. Nowadays, many flying cars use electric energy, and the speed has completely slowed down a lot.

Just before 9 o'clock, Justin came to the presidential residence, and people from various departments were still working and discussing intensely.

"I have already said that no matter what means you use, you must complete this amount. Those bastards, if they don't do it, let them lose their jobs and let the company not hire them."

Justin was stunned. There were roars from the Commerce Department. Justin looked at each department office. They seemed to be going crazy, shouting that the people below should complete the task of home-style manufacturing.

Justin walked step by step to the room at the top, which was the president's office. After walking in, Tommy stared at the crystal screen quietly, and Justin knocked on the door.

"Come in Chief Justin."

Justin asked after entering and closing the door.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry for taking up your time. I just have something I want to talk to you about, Mr. President."

Tommy smiled and nodded, then stood up and took out the wine from the wine cabinet.

"It's amazing. Now there are more than 10 million families involved in family-style factories."

Tommy said as he handed Justin a glass of wine and he took a sip.

"It is indeed something to be happy about."

Tommy said with a smile.

"Our ultimate goal is to enable these home-based factories to meet all material needs near their homes."

Although Justin thinks this is excessive, it is indeed very reasonable. You produce and sell yourself, and the economy keeps circulating. This is very good for people in a community, because the economy circulates in the community and will not flow to others. The place.

"Chief Justin, why are you here?"

Tommy asked, and Justin looked at the wine in the glass and then took a big sip.

"Mr. President, there have been some strange cases recently."

Tommy laughed, then sat aside and asked.

"What kind of case."

Justin picked some typical cases and talked about them with Tommy. After a while, Tommy started laughing.

"Director Justin, I think you are thinking too much. You can never predict the uncertainty of people. Some people may suddenly explode because of a little thing, but most people have a backlog of things in their lives. There are too many unknown pressures that may burst out one day.”

Justin hummed, then looked at Tommy, looked at him seriously and asked.

"President Tommy, do you think these things have anything to do with you?"

Tommy was stunned at first, but then the smile disappeared from his face.

"Are you doubting me? Director Justin?"

Justin nodded and said.

"Only you, Mr. President, are capable of such a thing."

Tommy asked instead of speaking this time.

"So do you think I did it? Is there any evidence?"

Justin shook his head.

"Mr. President, your almost god-like ability will leave no evidence behind. There is no way we can find it."

Tommy hummed, Justin frowned slightly, Tommy stood up and said.

"Then next time, I'll do it a little more neatly. How about letting it turn into an accident?"

Justin was so shocked that he dropped the wine glass in his hand and spilled the wine on the floor. Tommy bent down to pick up the wine glass and filled it up for Justin.

"Mr. President, is your statement too irresponsible?"

Tommy put the wine glass on the table and asked as the wine overflowed.

"Then what value do you think these dead people have to society as a whole? They don't even want to work, let alone accept family-owned factories, so they continue to live just to waste resources."

Justin swallowed. He felt fear. He couldn't imagine that Tommy would admit it.

"But it's the law."

"Law? That is for most people. This country does not need people who have made no contributions in the future. A new round of reforms will come soon."

Justin's hand holding the wine glass was shaking. He couldn't believe that Tommy would admit it.

"Mr. President, you are responsible for the people. How can you do such a thing? Even if they are criminals, they must follow the law."

Tommy shook his head.

"There is no need for laws anymore. Human beings in the future only need to obey orders. Such a world will be perfect. Human beings will not have problems because of their various desires. This world will continue and human beings can live forever. Go down."

Seeing Tommy's face full of joy and intoxication, Justin pressed his forehead and picked up the wine and drank it in one gulp.

"Good night, Mr. President, I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said."

Seeing that Justin was about to leave, Tommy asked.

"You don't know everything, so there will naturally be resistance. Justin, the departments will be merged soon. I hope you will continue to serve as the director well."

Justin asked.

"Can I choose to resign?" (End of Chapter)