Indescribable cyberpunk

When the gunshots and shouts stopped, leaving only screams and whimpers, Chu Yun finally heard Zhu Jue's voice from inside the door letting her in.

When he opened the door, he had nowhere to stay, because there was a large pool of blood in front of him.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Chu Yun was a little stunned. She was a third-level executive officer when she joined the job, and she was mostly exposed to murder cases or hunting operations related to sources of mental pollution. Gangs were not the responsibility of the fourth group.

However, she often heard colleagues mention that the gangs in Yecheng are the most rampant in Wumu District. They do all kinds of evil, including smuggling, drug trafficking, kidnapping, etc. They are their specialties.

I would rather sleep on the street than go to the Ebony District. This is one of the "rules" spread among homeless people in the outer city.

There is a phenomenon that can well support this, that is, under the premise that a large number of refugees are now pouring into Yecheng, Wumu District, which was supposed to be the most chaotic, has become the second largest refugee area among the major districts in Yecheng, except for the central district. The place.

These gangs entrenched here are like a big cancer in Ye City. Almost every time the director of the Public Security Department takes office, he emphasizes cracking down on these evil forces. However, in the end, the result is that the intricate chain of interests behind them is He couldn't move because of the involvement, so he had no choice but to let it go.

Today, Chu Yun finally saw what it means that evil people will have their own trials and tribulations.

Standing in the center of the hall, Zhu Jue knelt in front of several people covered in blood, and around them, there were corpses lying everywhere.

Large piles of cash were scattered on the large low table in the center. Some were covered with firearms, and some were covered with several open packaging bags. There were still some residual powders in them, and some were soaked in the blood next to them.

There were some half-dressed women in the corner, panicking, and some of them were crying.

"You come and tell them, they will cooperate with you. Do you have any objections?"

Zhu Jue swung the long knife. Because the blade was specially made, it would not be stained with blood. After just a few swings, it returned to its previous clear appearance.

"No objection, please just speak up no matter what."

The people kneeling on the ground pressed their heads against the floor, fearing that they would make the person in front of them unhappy and kill them like the people next to them.

"It's just a small force. There should be no reinforcements. I'll be waiting for you outside. You should be able to deal with these people, right?"

Zhu Jue bent down and picked up a firearm on the table and threw it to Chu Yun, then took the weapon box and backpack and left.

I sat on the edge of the suspended corridor outside and waited for about half an hour, watching the wind chimes running back and forth and the snowflakes outside the corridor, silently recalling the scenes I had seen in the house before.

Money, force, and lust are everywhere, and "degenerate" seems to have become a compliment there.

Bang~bang~bang.

Shots rang out inside the house, and Chu Yun finally came out of the house.

"Kill them all?"

"Those people don't deserve to live."

Chu Yun's face was gloomy, and she raised her hand and threw a card to Zhu Jue, which was their new citizenship certificate.

"You're so angry, why did they attack you?"

He clapped his hands, let the wind chime next to him come back, got down from the railing, wiped the dust from his butt and asked.

"The women in the room just now came from Guangcheng City. They were abducted here and were ruined by those guys. What's even more annoying is that the people who deceived these girls are also from Guangcheng City. They just came here a few days ago. It’s disgusting to be a part of this gang!”

If the two of them hadn't come today, you don't have to think about how those girls would have been treated.

"There should be more and more similar situations."

After stepping over the first few people who were beaten down, Zhu Jue said expressionlessly.

These more than three million refugees who have left their homes will eventually run out of savings. If they want to survive, they must find a way for themselves to survive. It is great to find a job before the end of the road. If you can't find it, if you don't want to, just do this. If you starve to death on the roadside, you can only think of other solutions.

When survival becomes a problem, how many people can hold on to the bottom line?

The federal government may find ways to resettle these refugees, but this will not be accomplished overnight. Before effective policies are implemented, the survival of most of them will become very difficult very quickly.

In fact, whether such a policy exists is a question. After all, the number of refugees is not 30,000, nor 300,000, but 3 million!

Count on charitable donations from the wealthy in society?

There may be such people, and there may be quite a few, but in the end they are just a drop in the bucket.

In Zhu Jue's opinion, this era is far more indifferent than the era he once lived in. Many people are about to transform themselves into robots. How can they not be indifferent?

The distance between people seems to be infinitely narrower due to increasingly developed information technology, but the layer of virtual screens separating them is actually like a natural chasm.

Perhaps what Zhu Jue said and what she had seen and heard before affected Chu Yun. She fell into silence for the next period of time until they came to the recruitment office for drug experiment volunteers of Luohua Pharmaceutical Group.

"If my understanding is correct, the job of a drug trial volunteer should be dangerous, right?"

Zhu Jue looked at the long queue in front of him and said helplessly.

"Which do you think is safer, experimenting with drugs or selling body parts on the underground black market?"

Chu Yun stood at the back of the crowd, looking at the confused and silent people, a considerable number of whom were middle-aged. She could guess that these people who originally lived in Guangcheng City were forced to leave their hometowns due to environmental changes. Here in Yecheng, it is difficult to find a job because of age.

The problem is that when children of their age are often still in school, if they don’t work, who will?

Let the kids go?

The adults have diplomas and work experience, but the children have neither diplomas nor work experience. What can they do, wash dishes?

In this day and age, even the larger restaurants on the roadside will have one of the dishwashing robots, who will get them!

There is no place to live in Yecheng, and temporary workers make little money, so this kind of work has become one of the few opportunities to make money quickly besides those things that people would only do if they had no choice but to do so.

Standing among the crowd, Zhu Jue heard almost all the conversations around him about the situation in Guangcheng City and how bad the current situation was.

The development of the times has not brought a happy life to everyone.

The rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer.

At this moment, under the snowflakes all over the sky.

The rich are standing on the top of high-rise buildings, enjoying the great convenience brought by technology, looking at the night scene in the snow, and feeling the beauty of this era.

The poor have to endure the great disadvantages brought about by technological development. They can also see those colorful virtual projections and the aerostats flying back and forth overhead, but they can only huddle in corners and alleys, rubbing their hands and complaining about this. Why doesn’t the snow stop?

Cold and cruel reality.