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Chapter 129 Cruel Times

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

Pushing open the door, there is nowhere to stay, because there is a big 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 in contact with murder cases or hunting operations on sources of mental pollution. The gangsters were not within the scope of the fourth group.

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

It is better to sleep on the street than to go to the Ebony District, this is one of the "rules" spread among the homeless in the outer city.

There is a phenomenon that can well prove this point, that is, under the premise that a large number of refugees are pouring into Yecheng, Wumu District, which should be the most chaotic, has become the second least refugee area among the major urban areas of Yecheng except the central area. The place.

These gangsters entrenched in this place are like a big cancer in Yecheng. Almost every director of the Public Security Bureau will emphasize combating these evil forces when he comes to power, but in the end the result is the entangled chain of interests behind them I can't move what is involved, so I can only let it go.

Today Chu Yun saw what it means to be wicked.

Standing in the center of the hall, there were several bloody people kneeling in front of Zhu Jue, and beside them, there were corpses lying everywhere.

A large pile of cash was scattered on the wide low table in the center, some were covered with firearms, some were covered with several opened packaging bags, some of which still had residual powder, and some were soaked in the bloody water beside it.

There were some disheveled women in the corner of the wall, panicked, and a few of them were crying uncontrollably.

"Come and talk to them, they will cooperate with you. Do you have any objections?"

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

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

The kneeling people on the ground pressed their heads against the floor, for fear of offending the person in front of them and killing them like the people next to them.

"It's just a small faction. There should be no reinforcements. I'll wait 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, and went to leave with the weapon case and backpack on his own.

Sitting on the edge of the hanging corridor outside and waiting for about half an hour, watching the wind chimes running back and forth and the snowflakes outside the corridor, I silently recalled the scene I saw in the house before.

Money, force, and lust are full of it, and "degenerate" seems to have become a commendatory word there.

Bang~bang~bang.
The sound of gunshots rang out in the house, and Chu Yun finally came out of the house.

"All killed?"

"Those people don't deserve to live."

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

"So angry, why, did they attack you?"

Clapping his hands, he asked the wind chime next to him to come back, got down from the railing, and dusted his buttocks.

"The women in the room just now came from Guangcheng City. They were abducted here by them, and they were ruined by those guys. What's even more annoying is that the people who lied to these girls were also from Guangcheng City. Just a few days ago Joining this gang is disgusting!"

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

"There should be more and more cases like this."

Passing over the first few people who were beaten to the ground, Zhu Jue said with a blank face.

These more than 300 million refugees who have left their homes will have to spend their savings one day. If they want to live, they must find a way for themselves. It is great to find a job before the end of the mountain. If you can’t find it, if you don’t want it, you will be so hungry If you die by the side of the road, you can only think of other ways.

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

The federal government may find a way to resettle these refugees, but this is definitely not something that can be done overnight. Before effective policies are implemented, the survival of most of them will become very difficult at an extremely fast speed.

In fact, whether such a policy exists is a problem. After all, the number of refugees is not 30, nor 300, but [-] million!
Counting on charitable contributions from the wealthy in society?

There may be such people, and there may be many, but in the end it is just a drop in the bucket.

From Zhu Jue's point of view, this era is far more indifferent than the era he used to live in. Many people are about to transform themselves into robots, can they not be indifferent?

The distance between people seems to be infinitely shortened by the increasingly advanced information technology, but the virtual screen that separates them is actually like a natural moat.

Perhaps what Zhu Jue said and what she saw and heard before affected Chu Yun, and she fell silent for a while until they came to the recruitment office of drug experiment volunteers of Luohua Pharmaceutical Group.

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

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

"Which do you think is safer, doing drug experiments or selling body parts on the underground black market?"

Standing behind the crowd, Chu Yun looked at those confused and silent people, many of whom were middle-aged. She could guess that these people who originally lived in Guangcheng City were forced to leave their hometown due to environmental changes. It is difficult to find a job in Yecheng because of his age.

The problem is that when children of their age are still studying, they don't work, so who will work?
Let the kids go?

These adults at least have diplomas and work experience, and the children have neither diploma nor work experience. What can they do, wash dishes?

In this day and age, even those restaurants with a larger scale on the roadside will have a dishwasher robot, whoever gets them!

There is no residence in Yecheng, and temporary workers earn little money, so this kind of work has become one of the few opportunities to make money quickly besides those things that are only done when they are forced to do so.

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

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

The rich get richer and the poor get poorer.

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

Rich people are standing on the top of high-rise buildings, enjoying the great convenience brought by technology, looking at the night scene in the snow, feeling the beauty of this era,
The poor have to endure the great disadvantages brought about by the development of science and technology. They can also see the colorful virtual projections and the airships flying back and forth above their heads, but they can only shrink in the corner, rub their hands in the alleyway, and complain about the situation. Why doesn't the snow stop.

Cold and cruel reality.

(End of this chapter)