Fang Zhou, how did they see me?

A relatively large mobile city-state in the northern region of Ursus.

The city's population exceeds 500,000.

Although it is far inferior to a super international metropolis like Longmen, it can be regarded as a large city-state within Ursus.

The lord of this mobile city-state is a count.

The title is not low.

And a noble who can own a city or territory can be considered a great noble in Ursus, which is completely different from other nobles who have no territory and no real power.

At this moment, they were in a manor next to the city hall in the center of Norrisk.

Count Frank was lazily leaning on the sofa in his living room, his bloated and dark body covered with a thick white bathrobe. His hands, which were exposed from the bathrobe, were covered with long black hair, which was disgusting.

Count Frank is the master of this city-state.

As a member of the old school.

Count Frank relied on the care of his elders and the dividends of the past Ursus Golden Age to easily climb to his current position. However, the limited background of his elders and the death of the previous emperor left him with no other way to climb up.

but.

He himself is not a man of great ambitions.

He was comfortable being his own earl, spending money like water every day and living a luxurious life day and night.

However, today the Earl was clearly in an over-the-top mood, and the reason was very simple.

There is less money.

"Damn it!! Why has the mining farm's revenue dropped so much this month!!!"

Count Frank angrily threw the brief report in his hand, and the report hit the face of the official in charge of the mine opposite.

No wonder Count Frank was angry.

Although he is the owner of a mobile city-state, he only has this mobile city-state and the surrounding towns and villages under his control.

However, relying solely on the income from the mobile city-state was not enough to satisfy his almost extravagant lifestyle. Over the years, 80% of his living expenses came from the two mines on hand.

But now the mining farms are making less money.

The official seemed to have known that Count Frank would be angry, so he gritted his teeth and spoke using the words he had already prepared.

"My Lord Earl, there are fewer people working on the mines..."

“There are few people mining?”

Count Frank became even angrier when he heard this.

He almost yelled, "There aren't enough people mining. Let the infected patrols catch them! Catch the infected?!"

He immediately looked to the other side angrily.

Standing over there was the chief of the city's infected patrol team.

The general manager's forehead was covered with sweat. He said cautiously, "My Lord, I have my men working almost 24 hours a day to capture people, but... but too many infected people are dying too quickly at the mine. An average of one infected person surviving a month is already a good thing."

"No matter how many we catch, we can't make up for the dead..."

The two of them were madly blaming each other.

The people at the mine complained that the infected patrol team did not catch enough people, and the people at the infected patrol team accused the mine of poor management, which caused the infected to die too quickly.

The two people's mutual blame made the earl, who had no talent and only knew how to enjoy himself, very troubled.

He waved his hand and said, "I don't care what method you use. If the decline continues next month, I don't mind sending you two to mine to fill the gap!!"

"roll!!"

A roar.

The person in charge of the mine and the person in charge of the infected patrol team left immediately and got back into their own cars. The captain of the infected patrol team was also very troubled.

Although the higher-ups have already issued this death order.

But he was very clear.

After so many years of arrest.

Whether the infected people are in the city or nearby, they have either escaped or have been caught. There are simply not that many infected people.

But the Count would not listen to these arguments.

So he now has only one solution.

Since there are no infected people.

Then create the infected yourself...

Think about it for a moment.

The captain of the infected patrol team took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

Later, in the early morning of the same day, a terrorist attack occurred in a residential area on the outskirts of the city. The debris produced by the explosion of the Originium grenade infected many victims in the surrounding area.

at the same time.

Outside this mobile city-state.

Bai Yuan has already arrived here from the current base of the Integration Movement.

"Mr. Bai Yuan? What should we do? Now?"

Alina asked Bai Yuan about his follow-up plans.

Bai Yuan shrugged and said, "It's very simple..."

"In the name of the God of Order, punish evil and promote good."

"Alina..."

Bai Yuan's voice was slightly gentle.

"I know your kindness."

"But I need you to know that excessive kindness is not kindness. True kindness doesn't mean being kind to everyone, but being kind to ordinary people and striking hard at criminals and evildoers."

"I know, Mr. Bai Yuan!"

Alina nodded vigorously.

"Let's act together. This is our first step, but it is far from the last."

Bai Yuan stepped hard.

Alina's current muscle strength was brought to its limit.

Although his physical strength is very ordinary, it is just at the level of an ordinary person.

But under Bai Yuan's performance, he still showed a good level.

Dressed in black, he rushed towards the city ahead.

And from now on.

The name of law will be heard for the first time in Ursus.

69

Chapter 69: The God of Order is in Ursus.

The city of Norrisk does not have a special area designated as a slum like Longmen.

Although there is no deliberate division.

But over time, people gradually came to accept that the outskirts of Norrisk were slums.

After all, the housing prices there are low, the public security is chaotic, and there are many gangs. Only poor people who have no income will live there.

night.

Compared to the prosperity of the central area of Norrisk City.

The peripheral areas are so backward that they don't even have the most basic street lights, and can only rely on the moonlight in the sky to barely maintain visibility at night.

at this time.

People stayed indoors, as if they were afraid of something.

Yesterday, a 'terrorist attack' occurred nearby. Originium fragments caused many people to contract mineral sickness and be captured.

Then today, the news reported that the culprit of this attack was an infected person who was seeking revenge against society. Since then, the infected patrol team has joined forces with the military and police to conduct a thorough search of every household in the vicinity.

"How dare you secretly harbor an infected person in your home!!! You've committed the crime of harboring someone!! Arrest them all and interrogate them!"

Huge questioning voices rang out from time to time on the street.

What followed was wailing and praying.

"No! My child is not infected! He is not! You soldiers can check my child's body, he does not have any ugly crystals on him."

"You said it's not the case?"

"We'll know if it's true or not after we take it back and test it. If it's not, we'll put it back."

"Catch them together!!"

Then there was a dull knocking sound.

A sharper howl was heard in the corridor of the dilapidated community.

However, the howling sound was soon forcibly blocked, leaving only a difficult low hum, which became farther and farther away until it disappeared.

Arrested a family.

This group of infected patrolmen seemed to have no intention of stopping.

They continued knocking on doors.

The violent knocking sounds of "dong dong dong" seemed to knock into the hearts of ordinary people, causing their hearts to beat violently, and even causing pain and suffocation in their chests.

And one of the households in this community.

A family of five was sitting in the living room trembling with fear. They were still some distance away from the infected patrol team, but the wailing and roaring coming from outside the door seemed to have a special power that made them tremble all over.

"Hubby... we shouldn't worry too much... we're not infected..."

In the living room, a middle-aged woman sat there in fear. She was trembling all over, her heart beating violently, and she was vaguely frightened.

Although he knew in his heart that this group of people were just catching the infected, the various miserable noises coming from outside still scared him to death.

"Too naive..."

The middle-aged man sitting next to the woman shook his head.

"If they were just arresting the infected, there wouldn't be such a big commotion. These 'Ursus foul language' are just arresting people at random."

"After all, in Ursus, they have the final say on who is infected. Even if they are not infected, they are basically infected after being taken away by them."

"What should I do!!"

The woman was a little anxious.

"Go and take out all the cash in the house."

The woman hurriedly took out the only passbook in the house and some cash and put them in her husband's hands.

Listening to the sounds approaching outside.

They could only hope that this group of infected patrols would leave.

however.

The members of the infected patrol outside didn't seem to be planning to leave at all.

Boom boom boom!

Accompanied by a violent knock on the door.

A shrill roar came from outside the door.

"Open the door! Open the door! Infected Patrol!!! You have one minute to open the door, otherwise we will not be able to confirm whether you are secretly harboring an infected person in your home!!"

The words have not yet fallen.