Chapter 851: End 2 (middle)

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3pm
The temperature is still very high. Many people in the grain base in the east have already suffered from heatstroke. The persistent high temperature in the past few days has made many people working in the grain base miserable.
"It's so dead."
Xiong Dabiao was holding a can of cold beer, drinking gurglingly, and his sweat was constantly transpiring. He stood directly at the top of the Middle Boundary Tower, leaning on the pillar of a pergola, watching his group of people almost They all rested on the truck's wheels and some lay directly under the truck.
Xiong Dabiao glanced at the sun in the sky and smiled. Although he is often called an idiot, he is not stupid at all. The high temperature has lasted for many days. The only possibility is that the artificial sun increases the sunlight. Radiation.
The reason for increasing the amount of sunlight radiation is to increase the production capacity of electricity. During this period, the supply of electricity at the bottom has been reduced, and many places have issued electricity curtailment orders, although it is said that it is due to the impact of economic fluctuations. In fact, it was just preparations for the launch of the bill.
"It's still an annoying practice."
Xiong Dabiao was already drunk. He grumbled down the cold beer, squeezed the soda can, and threw it aside. People who could not bear this kind of heat in this way could easily get sick. Someone in their group already had a heat stroke.
Including the events of the Phoebe family that happened yesterday to today, Xiong Dabiao is very aware of the pettyness. What he can’t understand is why the guys in the power sector can’t be honest, even a little bit.
I used to stay with the friends in the Operations Department for a while, but it was not long. He was expelled very quickly because he beat the sir. That was the longest job he had done on the farm. Released.
Of course, Xiong Dabiao also knows that the complexity and variability of urban management, he does not like the practice of the practice department in his heart, but he can only say nothing and do nothing at all. Their lightning skull issued a recruitment letter, but Xiong Dabiao refused every time, and everyone's attitude was the same.
Like the events of martial law that happened many times that night, Xiong Dabiao was also aware of the difficulties of those who received martial law orders.
After a moment of footsteps, Xiong Dabiao looked over, and it was Gate who came up and carried two glasses of water.
"Brother drinks water."
Xiong Dabiao raised his thick hand and took it to say thank you.
"We have to continue to work on such a hot day. Xiao Lu is already ill, and he really doesn't say anything about it."
Xiong Dabiao said casually.
"Who called us criminals, you still have to take a rest at the air-conditioned place below, and there are more than 2 hours by 6 o'clock, and your workload has not been completed."
Gate nodded with a smile.
"Brother, you helped me a lot, and the rest will be finished in only one hour."
Gate said that he got up and went downstairs. Xiong Dabiao looked at him quietly. The tone just seemed to be a temptation. This was not the first time. He seemed to want to confirm his attitude towards the acting department.
Xiong Dabiao had heard someone talking about the Phoebe family at dinner early this morning. He knew that a new round of huge fluctuations was about to start again. The ups and downs in the city were normal, but this is a family At the end.
.......
Ran Zai took a shower and lay comfortably on the bed in the hotel room. A coolness brought him to life.
Jean is still lying by the window, quietly looking at the street outside, smoking a cigarette, there are still many people on the street.
"Everything is as you wish, Mr. Jean, can I go now?"
Jean turned back and breathed out a smoke.
"I will bring you when I get out of the city."
Ran Zai whispered, he really didn’t want to go out with Jean, after all, if Jean left the bright city is a good opportunity, maybe he can ignite the city’s flame in an instant, let the whole city in the flames, wait for Jean When I came back, I could only see the embers.
"By Mr. Jean, what do you think the guy Wu Qun plans to say to you?"
Jean didn't answer, but just got up and jumped slowly to the window, turned and pointed to Yan Zai with a cigarette.
"To be honest here, if I can't see you when you come back, you can do it yourself!"
In the speaking room, Jean directly disappeared, jumped out of the window and quickly jumped to the top of the building, he quietly looked at the street in the distance.
"It's almost time."
Said Jean took out the phone and pressed the number 0002.
"Little lazy, did you wake up?"
"Jack, you are not too troublesome?"
Jean smiled.
"How about signing?"
"Do you think I can sign?"
Jean didn't answer, and Mo Xiaola over the phone was silent.
"Okay, let's talk about it a few days later, and look up Zhao Zhen."
"It has been checked in detail. The person is dead. He died in the 85th district hospital with a death certificate."
Jean smiled slightly.
"Billy in our department has used a certain drug that can make people have no vital signs in a short time. It is not difficult to make this drug. Do you understand what I mean?
Mo Xiaola slightly evil gurgled from the phone.
"Is the kid next to you telling you?"
"No! He has a lot of things to hide from me. The body is talking."
After a long silence on the phone, Ma heard the voice of Mo Xiaola.
"Lilian, call me the list of the dead in these years. I want a detailed list of the dead."
Jean nodded with satisfaction. In the past few days, he ran around the city. When chatting with Ran Zai, he also asked him if he wanted to change jobs, but Ran Zai laughed that not only was it easy to deal with the body, but also the high salary, the most important In addition to personal taxation, the funeral industry does not need to pay taxes.
This reminds Jean, because there is a death certificate, so it is impossible for the dead person to do anything. This logic is first of all wrong. Zhao Zhen, who was once a medical device developer, has the kind of bomb After being implanted into the human body, such technology is detonated through the human heart rate.
Jean had noticed Zhao Zhen when he was in the process of squandering. He was sent to Fry Mental Hospital five years before his death. Eventually he died of sudden pleural cancer, and the madness was caused by the death of his wife and children.
The prisoner has been found and is still working underground, the perpetrator of LV4.
"I will investigate."
Jean nodded and hung up the phone, glanced at a distance, hate this kind of thing is really terrible, will completely devour a person's ego, in some records Jean learned that Zhao Zhen often roared after going crazy, It's your fault, it's your fault.
Nowadays, among the rioters who rebelled against the existing system, I am afraid there are many people who have been injured by the city. Such a guy is not afraid of death, nor any threats, because there is nothing left.
Jean squatted on the ground to extinguish the cigarette butts, staring quietly at everything around him. Before leaving, he had to do everything he could to bury these things, no matter what the group of guys had encountered in the past and what happened. Tragic, don't ask at all.
The next destination has been decided, and Jean intends to go to the Fry psychiatric hospital again. He does not believe in Fry, but guards against it. After all, Fry has also been deeply hurt by the system, even if he cheered up later. , But scars like this, once branded into the heart, it is difficult to heal, this is the latest state of Alpha reminded Jean.
"Don't hide, I know you are here."
Jean squinted behind him, Ran Zai showing his figure with a smile.
"Let me guess, where are you going, Mr. Jean?"
"follow me."
Instead of talking nonsense with Ran Zai, Jean jumped directly to the surrounding wall of the hotel's estate, and Ran Zai also jumped down.
...
Zhu Neng kept wiping his sweat. He and Liu Dawei were behind the psychiatric hospital. They planned to eat some dry food at night and then went in again. The front door of the hospital was in front of them. No one noticed, after all, this place where most of the sun is not exposed to the sun at this point has long been uninhabited.
"Have a good show tonight."
Liu Dawei said, leaning on the corner of the living room of a house opened by them and starting to sleep. Zhu Neng looked out the window from time to time. In front of him was a round tower towering into the clouds. Looking back carefully, he thought he could not have evolved. The ghost surface of the luminous body that can pass through the wall can be manufactured using light and shadow technology, but it is not like the product of light and shadow technology, because there is no generation process, it is directly out of the wall.
I just don’t know how, Zhu Neng always feels something is wrong, because staring at the tower makes me afraid, not because of the weird scene I saw last night, but something else.
Clone Frye stood quietly in the tower and looked at the two people who entered the psychiatric hospital from the light and shadow screen again. Their identities have been identified. Looking at them, they intend to continue to shoot tonight.
Clone Frye had already figured it out clearly, so he continued, he must be finished after Frye returned, he planned to talk to X coming from the AI ​​side here tonight, taking advantage of Lolita tonight In the search for Zhao Zhen in the city, the news that Zhao Zhen lost contact was released by clone Fry. Many cadres were anxious. If Zhao Zhen was messed up now, they would destroy their plans.
Rather than waiting to die, it is better to follow the battle plan prepared by the AI ​​directly, fry first, and expose the creators, so that they at least have the possibility of survival.
"It's just a bunch of synthetic products of protein and memory implants. It's really strange that I want to continue to survive. What am I really!"
The clone Fry smiled slightly, and a layer of frost appeared on the wall. Fry turned back, accompanied by a soft breath of breath, a shimmering skull ghost face protruded from the wall. A breath of cold air spit out and ice crystals appeared in the air.
"Just let these two lucky guys be the subjects of the experiment tonight, after all, you have to show some sincerity."
Clone Frye raised a hand, his skin has begun to show signs of aging. He knows that he is running out of time. Although he is not clear how long he can survive, he wants to live anyway. No one’s substitute is anyone’s tool, and no one has the right to take away his life.
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