Crossing at the same time, forging the door of truth

Chapter 202 Xia Mi, Lobotomy School

The golden autumn wind blows, and the withered yellow leaves fall to the ground.

In an ordinary four-story building, Bai Mo straightened his collar and pushed the lenses on his eye sockets.

He accepted Chidi's invitation and joined the Abnormal Events Investigation Bureau. Originally, the "identity" corresponding to this body was to go to the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor for archaeological excavation, but plans could not keep up with changes.

No, it should be said that it is inevitable. Because the development of the hybrids by the Nantianmen Department will inevitably lead to multipolar and chaotic changes.

Now, Bai Mo’s first task is to go to Beijing to deal with the "problem" in front of him.

“But it is indeed an archaeological project.”

Taking a deep breath, Bai Mo unlocked the door and stepped into the room.

The room is extremely clean and tidy, and the decoration is very girlish. Placed everywhere are a series of items including some of the best high-end bags and lipsticks on the market.

Sitting on the sofa was a girl with a ponytail. She was wearing a cool short-sleeved shirt, holding a lollipop in her mouth, and rubbing her laptop with both hands seriously.

"Xiaya."

"Oh, oh, here it comes!" Xia Mi pressed the approval button, then quickly pulled Bai Mo to the chair and enthusiastically brought a glass of... milk.

"What does the country...think of me?" Xia Mi asked with some difficulty.

Xia Mi's disguise is very good. As a Dragon King who has been in the human world for more than ten years, she can hide from Norma's scrutiny of Kassel College by wearing this "Xia Mi" costume.

Although it is possible that Xia Mi entered Kassel College because of the discussions behind the scenes and the consensus of interests.

But this is not important.

Nowadays, with the nationwide census and the cleansing project of mixed-race forces, Xia Mi, a person who seems very reasonable on the surface but is actually full of loopholes, has also been dug out.

A picture that was supposed to be a family of four turned out to be just one person. This abnormal phenomenon attracted the attention of relevant national personnel.

After investigation and interviews, Xia Mi was classified as a [high-risk person] at the same level as Lu Mingfei.

"Regarding your treatment, the higher-ups have already reached a conclusion."

"What is it?"

Xia Mi was rarely curious.

How will China, a country made up of the masses, deal with "Xia Mi"?
"Congratulations, Xia Mi, this is your ID card."

"ID card!" Xia Mi stood up in surprise when she saw Bai Mo take it out.

The state issues me an ID card?

How is this possible! I am a dragon! The Dragon King! The Dragon King of the Earth and the Mountains!

"Cough." Bai Mo coughed lightly, then reached out and pressed Xia Mi's shoulders, pushing her to sit down on the chair.

"Times have changed. Now... how should I put it? The country's policy has changed to treat mixed-race people equally."

"The rights and responsibilities are the same. Don't worry. This country is determined to accommodate mixed races."

“……”It’s really rare.

Xia Mi reviewed the dynasties she had seen.

No country can allow the existence of mixed-race people, a minority group that is beyond constraints, without restrictions, and extremely unstable.

Think about the lives of ordinary people, compare them with the exaggerated and abnormal physical fitness of the mixed-bloods, and all kinds of strange words and spirits. This class that is naturally one level higher than ordinary people is like the disciples of the ancient families with royal blood and aristocratic titles. They are completely in two dimensions compared to ordinary people.

Bai Mo shook his head, then reached out and knocked on Xia Mi's head.

"Don't get carried away, these are laws that are about to be released."

"law…"

"Yes, the basic content has been drafted. Now, the main consideration is the internal processing of the mixed-race group."

"What treatment?" Xia Mi moved to Bai Mo curiously.

It is really interesting to see how a country made up of ordinary people would deal with mixed-race people.

"Exercise political rights in accordance with the law." Bai Mo tapped his palms, his tone somewhat heavy.

Treat everyone equally according to the law.

Those who kill will be punished, those who injure will be punished, the wicked will be judged, and the good will remain the same.

This is the basic principle. Compared with other schools such as Kassel Academy, it is a completely different political form.

But this is also very normal.

How could the national conditions of Europe and the Kassel Academy in America be exactly the same as the way China treats mixed-race people?

Even in Japan, a similar Asian cultural form, there are huge gaps.

What's more, there is an exaggerated gap between society and capital, which are two completely different things.

"Deal with it according to the law." Xia Mi narrowed her eyes, suddenly raised her head and asked, "What law have I broken?"

"A lot." Bai Mo took out the documents he was holding.

"First, you used the Word Spirit at will. According to the footage captured by the surveillance cameras, you used the Word Spirit at will during the time periods of ... and ..., causing damage to public finances."

"You were at Peking University High School, helping foreigners investigate the situation of mixed-race people in Beijing..."

"Wait, am I a spy?"

Xia Mi reached out and grabbed Mo Yu's arm, and couldn't help asking, "It's just a mission from Kassel Academy, does it have such a big impact?"

"What do you think?" Bai Mo grabbed Xia Mi's wrist and tapped her forehead a few times.

"Helping Kassel College investigate the movement of people around Peking University, and recording and photographing some special occasions, don't you know what you are doing?"

Just like the executive department of Kassel College letting themselves go.

As a pure-blooded student of Kassel Academy, you must be able to carry firearms, explosives, and weapons at all times and places, and you must also be proficient in a series of skills including violent resistance to the law, gunfights and murders.

Xia Mi is a student at Peking University High School and also a reserve member of Kassel College. She knows about the "hybrids" in the dragon world. Naturally, she has helped Kassel College complete many "investigation projects" during this period of time.

"Well, I..."

Xia Mi stuttered a little. She didn't know what to say. What was happening now was truly unexpected.

Bai Mo let go of her hand and handed Xia Mi the punishment-related content at the back of the document.

"It's about your criminal penalty ... part of it."

"Ah, I'm going to jail!" Xia Mi grabbed the paper, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Today, Xia Mi suffered too many blows.

He legalized his mixed-race identity, obtained an ID card, and then went to jail to accept legal punishment.

This kind of development was really beyond the acceptance of the 18-year-old girl Xia Mi.

Bai Mo comforted her, "Don't worry, except for you, almost 97% of the mixed-bloods will have to work on sewing machines."

Should we say it is natural or inevitable?

How can the country allow mixed-race people to maintain their previous status when it takes action against them?

What illegal and disorderly things did those mixed-bloods do in China in the past...

Now everyone must go to court to accept legal trial, one-stop service!

“…I feel like the future is dark.”

Xia Mi complained: "It has a kind of beauty of the destruction of the world."

"Well, don't be so bad. Although it looks like you'll have to spend the rest of your life in jail, there's a chance your sentence will be reduced."

"Commutation of sentence?"

“He has made significant contributions to the country.”

"…A Nobel Prize for Invention?"

"No, it's not that simple... Let me put it this way. If you behave well, you will receive a certain amount of sentence reduction."

"……so?"

"So, this is the admission letter from Lobotomy University. Congratulations, Xia Mi, on joining this special school."

"I don't have to operate the sewing machine?"

"…You think so."

(End of this chapter)