Rhode Island Park Project

Xingxiong turned his head and asked: "Do you recognize him?"

"..."

"I met him at the Guards this morning."

Chen Huijie slowly frowned.

Even now, she is still confident in her judgment.

He was just an ordinary worker, untrained and without any signs of paranoia or madness. As the head of an inspection team who had dealt with many vicious criminals, she was able to have such confidence in her judgment.

but……

"Huh... The Imperial Guards are indeed the Imperial Guards... Huh... Even with all the awareness, we can only go this far..."

Lao Wan, slumped on the ground with his back against the machine, was breathing heavily and looking at the majestic team outside the gate that was dazzlingly illuminated by the sunlight.

"What did you take from here?"

Chen Huijie didn't walk into the door, but just stood outside the door and asked coldly.

"It's just some old equipment that can be sold for some money."

"that is it?"

"Hmm, cough, that's it."

Lao Wan took a breath before continuing slowly, "The marks on the ground wouldn't have been visible without age. If something truly powerful had been left here for so long, your Guards wouldn't believe it if I told them, right?"

Looking at the scene inside the factory, although Chen Huijie didn't say anything, her face looked as if frost could fall, which was frightening.

That’s it, then why did these people die?

Just for some scrap metal that can't be sold for much money?!

"I'm afraid what he said is true."

Xingxiong came close to Chen, his expression not very good, but he still handed him a tablet, which showed a messy ground.

"Judging from the traces left on the other side of the factory, these should be parts left behind when the equipment was dismantled."

Everyone felt like they had been tricked.

Braving the attacks of a large number of highly infectious and explosive Originium blocks, he killed many desperate outlaws and sacrificed a frontline soldier of the Guard Bureau.

Just for some old machines that have been used in an old factory for who knows how long?

The absurdity of being out of touch with reality comes to everyone's mind.

Xingxiong looked at Chen with some surprise as he held the hilt of the sword, his palm turning pale and trembling slightly from the force he exerted. In the end, he just silently put the tablet away.

She was about to direct her team to continue chasing the escaped car and people, when a coughing sound came again from the factory in the distance.

"I implore you all to continue chatting with this old man here for a few more words."

Lao Wan spoke with great force.

The location in the factory was a bit far from the main gate. The man, who was already quite old, had just exhausted his physical strength from carrying and preparing materials for his companions. Even speaking loudly seemed like a struggle.

"The compressor in this factory is still running. Although the purity of the source stone impurities accumulated inside is not high, the amount has accumulated over such a long time. If it explodes, cough, cough—"

The Originium dust emitted from the chimney can at least infect the people of an entire block."

Everyone's expression changed.

Regardless of the previous situation, the current situation has entered the category of a terrorist incident.

"I've already hidden the safety lock key for the compressor. It won't be easy to find it in this factory."

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Chen finally couldn't help but yelled angrily,

"You've fooled so many people, and killed so many, aren't you satisfied enough?!"

Chapter 50 I Want to Build a Paradise

What do you want to do?

Lao Wan was panting, looking at the young police officer who was scolding him in the sun, and a smile appeared on his face after a long absence.

The man who had experienced countless hardships no longer had any sorrow on his face, only a relief and ease that was difficult to understand.

"Well, we just want to survive."

"What a joke!!"

His sharp roar remained undeterred by the words, "Suicide attacks, murdering police officers, threatening the health and lives of the residents of an entire neighborhood—who can believe your bullshit?!"

"Yeah, who would believe it?"

Lao Wan coughed and laughed.

"Eight people."

Lao Wan suddenly said a number without any reason.

"Nineteen people have died in this factory, officer, can you believe it?"

"..."

Chen Huijie didn't say anything.

“Honestly, our boss is a really great guy.

He will never simply delay paying your wages at the beginning, but will provide you with various subsidies to put your mind at ease when you are unable to pay your wages.

He is very familiar with various safety regulations and will kindly remind you when he comes to inspect the factory, but he will not argue with you.

It is not easy to find a job in the slums that provides food and shelter, police officer, even if there is no salary, everyone understands the boss's difficulties and hopes to overcome the difficulties together with the factory despite the risk of being infected.

Until we find more and more people are infected, and once you become infected... you won’t have to get paid anymore.”

Lao Wan took a breath and laughed.

"People here are broke and can't afford medicine, so they die naturally after a few months of suffering. The dead don't need to be paid, and no one will listen to the infected.

Who would believe a few infected people slandering the owner of a factory that supports so many people? Indeed, we've been penniless here, and we really can't survive without the food and shelter here. Ha, ha... Did you know that someone once secretly complained while being kept secret, and the response they received was to consider the factory's difficulties?

"And then, within a few days, the next day, the guy accidentally fell into the furnace, and not a single ashes was ever recovered."

"In a factory like this, if someone dies in an accident, the inspectors won't even bother to take a look, haha."

Lao Wan spoke intermittently.

The heavy shield standing outside the door reflected the sunlight, making it a little dazzled.

Xingxiong sighed and glanced at Lao Chen beside him with some worry.

There are too many tragic things in this world. Some people have become numb, just like her. But those who are too straightforward may not be able to tolerate it.

They didn't need to verify what the man said. The absurd reality before them was the best fact.

Unless they were forced into a life-or-death situation, who would launch a terrorist attack on the Guards just for some old machines?

The thugs they faced...perhaps from the very beginning they were just ordinary workers from Longmen who really had no professional skills...

"Who reported that there are infected people here?"

Chen, who had been oppressively silent, suddenly asked.

Xingxiong was stunned.

"You know that the Guard Bureau will not pursue the identity of anonymous informants."

But Xingxiong gradually realized the problem.

The infected people in this factory are in this situation, so they will definitely not be exposed easily. The timing of their arrival is so coincidental—

Who reported it to them?

Lao Wan slowly opened his eyes.

“Report…ha, haha…hahaha…”

The man slumped on the ground suddenly laughed at the top of his lungs. In the air where the noise and roar had subsided, only the man's laughter drifted. The roar, as if he was out of breath, mixed with violent coughs, was harsh and unpleasant.

Even Xingxiong, who thought he had enough experience, couldn't help but show anger in his eyes.

Whether the person who reported it knew that the workers here were preparing to smuggle equipment and grasped at the last straw, or had already prepared to report it to the Guard Bureau in advance, the possibility for speculation is very clear -

The boss here had no intention of leaving any hope for these people from the very beginning.

Harboring an infected person is a serious crime during the Reunion attack, and everyone here will be implicated.

In other words, the boss simply planned to completely clean out the people in the factory so that it would be easier for him to replace them with the next batch.

Xingxiong felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

The eardrum-tearing laughter finally died down, and the man slumped on the ground gradually fell silent.

Chen Huijie's expression changed slightly and he rushed directly into the factory.

"Wait, Lao Chen?!"

Xingxiong and others also ran into the factory.

Squatting beside the man who still had his eyes open, Chen realized that the man who was still sitting paralyzed was covered in blood.

Xingxiong turned his head.

The most conspicuous machine was making a roaring sound as it ran. The pointer on the meaningless instrument had reached the warning yellow and was slowly approaching the final red area.

"Go find the key!"

"no need."

Chen Huijie opened the man's fist that was stretched out in front of him in a conspicuous and abrupt manner. In the winding grooves of his palm filled with sweat, the same old key lay quietly there.

"..."

"Take it, don't waste time."

Chen's reaction was unusually calm.

Xingxiong opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

How could an old man who would consider shouting to see if there was anyone in an abandoned building before attacking really gamble with the people of an entire block?

just,

The heroically sacrificed police officer was avenged, the thugs who launched the attack were all brought to justice, the safety of neighborhood residents from the terrorist attack was guaranteed, and the Guard Bureau once again maintained the stability of Lungmen... Why couldn't they be happy at all?

It was as if a huge rock from nowhere was pressing on everyone's chest, and even the strongest shield guard seemed to be a little shorter.

Liao Ping, the young police officer who died, will have his report and deeds recorded as having died heroically fighting against the thugs. His parents and relatives will be saddened and proud of this.

This is what he deserved. He was a young and outstanding guy, brave and fearless. He did nothing wrong, and his family and friends did not deserve the news that he died fighting a group of desperate workers.

But because of this,

Who is wrong?

"Old Chen?"

Xingxiong looked at Chen Huijie who suddenly walked towards the door silently, "Don't run around——"

"Are you worried that I'll go find that boss?"

Chen Huijie turned around and said, "I know that the Imperial Guard will not arrest a good citizen who reports clues about the infected. I'm not that stupid."

Ironically, it is always the ordinary workers who break the law, while the boss here always walks in the gray area where the rules are unclear. At most, he needs to pay some fines... He never gets his hands dirty.

The capable people play with the rules, the ordinary people fall into the rules, and the Guards Bureau, the Guards Bureau maintains the rules.

——Is it supposed to be like this?

Why is the law being put on a shelf with a price tag? Shouldn't the Guards be dealing with criminals, instead of desperate workers?

There were so many questions floating in her mind, but no answers.

Chen Huijie took out his cell phone and made a call while standing outside the door alone.

After two rings, the call was connected.