Jean Of Bright City 13

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Le Xiao's eyes widened, looking at an elevator that was slowly landing, and the person holding him by himself had been replaced by the 2nd Section of Urban Crisis Analysis and Countermeasures.

The change was so fast that Le Xiao did not know what was happening. The citizens had the obligation to assist the staff of the department. Le Xiao had to follow the people from the 2 departments to assist in the investigation. The content of the investigation was not informed.

But at this time, Le Xiao's heart collapsed, his back was numb, and sweat had flowed out.

"Excuse me, what the **** is going to help me investigate?"

Ding

The elevator door was opened, there was a track like a roller coaster in front of me, there were two boxes of floating trains on the top, all of which were independent. This is the transportation mode of the bright city, which is distinguished by rows and columns. The channel is connected.

The length of the box-type train parked on the track is about 5 meters. The word "Parliament" is written on the door of the carriage. The special car for the bright city's professional staff, the citizens have no right to ride.

There are five lines in each channel. Every day, these trains automatically travel to and from the destination regularly. If there is no one, the train will not start. There is such a station within 5 kilometers. It is a convenient mode of transportation, but there are not many people sitting. In particular, in the lower middle class, Le Xiao was born in a slum area, and only his father took him once in his memory as a child.

I thought that Le Xiao’s mood was a bit low, but he was full of expectation, because he hadn’t sat in it for many years, and it cost 0.5 yuan to travel 5 kilometers, so most people with small incomes would never sit in a hurry. of.

"Lele, is the roller coaster fun!"

When I stepped into the car, a picture emerged from Le Xiao's head. The father with glasses smiled softly. There was some kind of light beside him, and it was a very beautiful light that hit his father's face, soft and warm. .

"Miss, please sit down."

A person from Section 2 next said, Le Xiao hurriedly sat on a light and shadow fixed chair in production. After sitting down, Xiao Xiao’s head and many parts of his body were wrapped up, and the train was quickly suspended. The speed is very fast, it will indeed be as exciting as a roller coaster.

The excitement was accompanied by moist eyes, the train began to accelerate, and Le Xiao's head was completely white.

Qinglong District, located on the east side of the upper level of the Bright City, is the most prosperous section of the upper level area. The streets are criss-crossed and there are a lot of shops. Everything you can eat and play is here. And a blushing entertainment venue.

In such a block, at the end of Qinglong North 6th Street, there is a building that is incompatible with this prosperous area.

A courtyard-style building locked by two large iron doors up to 5 meters high. On both sides of the door, there is a red circle on the left door with a number 2 inside. On the right is a green brain pattern that emits light.

Jean stood at the door with a cigarette in his mouth, smiling with his head up.

The second section, the Urban Crisis Analysis and Treatment Countermeasure Section, gathers the top intelligence analysis experts here, from laying a pipe on a street in the city to building a building in the city, they can all according to the situation. The status quo, analyze the things that may be affected in the next few years or even ten years, from the travel of citizens to the energy exhaustion, fire or human factors that may occur, in order to simulate the crisis in advance, when the crisis occurs There are multiple emergency methods.

Serious things like crime and other crisis treatments are applicable. The riots that occurred at the South Security Station last night were taken over by the Section 2 as soon as they occurred. They immediately analyzed what might happen in the future. The various problems, the hazard is defined as LV1, a total of six levels, from LV0 to LV5, the second level of risk.

The Congress immediately let Jean pass, when Jean was on his way home, at least 60 kilometers away from the South Guard Station, but only he could do it, arrived in a short time, and could be airtight The problem is solved. Until now, everything in the South Guard Station has been submerged in darkness. No one knows what happened that night. Except for the residents of the barrier area, they have only investigated the probability that they will be able to return to the sun again in their lifetime. 0.1%, even if you come back, things have passed for a long time.

After a beam of red light swept through, the small door under the left door opened with a click, and Jean strode in. It was more than 12 o'clock. He had just walked to the Congress cafeteria after eating.

As you enter, there are soldiers with live ammunition on both the left and right sides, two guard towers behind, a spacious white avenue, on both sides is a bright green lawn, behind the lawn are rows of three-storey buildings, the middle of the road There is a small fountain, at the end is an independent two-storey building.

Jean shoved the uniform back casually, and a staff from Section 2 came over and bowed.

"Master Jean, please follow me."

Under the soldier's attention, Jean walked slowly along with the pick-up. A pair of suspicious eyes stared at Jean. A man with a playful face came out of the fountain, looking young and disdainful. The kid with short hair smiled excitedly.

"Yo, for the first time, you are the rumored Jean!"

With a cry, the kid who was still 50 meters away from Jean had arrived in front of Jean. The black uniform he wore casually flew with the airflow, and his raised fist hit Jean's face.

Bang

A gust of wind blew away, and the smoke from Jean trembles in the gust of wind, and then the smoke disappeared. He held up a finger and pressed the opponent's fist.

The sweat beads on the forehead of the short-haired boy on the opposite side oozed out, and the excited smile gradually became stiff, but soon a small pimple appeared on the short-haired boy's hand.

"Great, like a monster, remember Jean, my name is Lee...."

With a bang, the short-haired boy hadn’t finished speaking, Jean was already standing behind him, a hand knife was cut on his neck, his eyes widened incredulously, his nosebleed splashed down to the ground, slammed as if to The heavy object hit the ground, and the white slate was recessed by a large piece, and cracks appeared.

"what's your name!"

Jean lifted his uniform, tilted his head and squinted at the short hair boy who had fainted on the ground, and walked slowly.

"Sorry, it's a bit heavier."

The receptionist at the side immediately bowed.

"Master Jean, the newcomer in our department has caused you trouble."

Upon entering the house, it was a common room with furniture, but there were no doors or passages on the four walls. Jean followed the receptionist to the carpet in the middle. After the carpet turned into a wavy light and disappeared, the two of them 'S body began to sink, and a downward flat elevator started.

After reaching the ground floor, it is a hexagonal hall with six channels with numbers 1 to 6.

"Here, please, Master Jean."

Jean followed the receptionist to the No. 6 channel. There were separate rooms on both sides. After arriving at the bottom of the room, the door in front of Jean turned a white light and turned into a glass. You can see the inside. .

boom

Blood was splashing in the air, and a 2 subject staff wearing spiked gloves was working on a big man tied to a chair. The real fist hit the meat, and there was no good place for him. There was blood foam in the mouth of his head.

"You are still cruel as always!"

Jean whispered and took out a cigarette. The receptionist smiled and opened the door. Jean walked in slowly. The person who was currently serving the sentence stood aside and took off his gloves respectfully. A hand appeared in front of the big man Chairs composed of light and shadow.

"Remove the monitoring room and make it soundproof. I will not be allowed to enter without my permission."

Jean said with a serious face, and sat in front of the big man. The only good piece of meat on the left hand of the big man's **** body was tattooed with a double-headed snake. He was kidnapped on No. 7 Central Street at noon yesterday. The hostage's variation is the big man.

"Go... the dogs... come to me... not afraid."

Jean lit a cigarette and tilted Erlang's legs, leaning on the chair, leaning his chin on his hand, and took a silver necklace from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

"Your brother is dead."

In a flash, the big man's eyes widened, leaving only a slit in his eyes, which opened slightly, and tears burst out of his eyes.

With a painful whimper, the big man struggled violently, but his hands were tied back, unable to move, and he could only let his tears and nose run out, and soon the roar turned into a low whimper.

"What is the tattoo of the two-headed snake?"

Jean asked, and the big man smiled miserably and grinned.

"Kill me, I won't say anything, you group of power-suffering power, one day you will have retribution."

The moment the big man raised his head, grief and indignation ran into his face, tears were flowing dripping and mixing with blood, he laughed wildly, crying.

Jean exhaled a smoke, stood up, picked up the chain on the ground, and placed it on Han's lap.

All the soldiers in the South Guard Station, including the six people who survived, were tattooed with double-headed snakes. The enemy’s approach is obvious. They do have internal responses so that they can break through the guard station so easily, but they don’t know who it is. Because, before the crisis, the location of the attack was finally drawn from the mouth of the big man, the big man refused to say a word, so Jean arrived one hour later, and there were only 6 soldiers left.

"Wu Chao, do you want to wear a collar to work underground to survive or die, whatever you want."

Jean stood up and turned to the door. After the door opened, Jean stepped out, but suddenly stopped with his head tilted and a smile on his cheek.

Wu Chao is the name of the big man. He grew up in the barrier area. He had a younger brother Wu Yue who was one year old. He was a mutant who was killed by Jean last night. The two brothers are the perpetrators of this riot, but what is behind the scenes? Who can't know yet, Jean came over to confirm certain things.

"Forgot to tell you, your brother was killed by myself."

With a snapping sound, an angry wailing came from the room when the door closed.

"As a result of the analysis, this guy should not know who the mastermind is behind. Your opinion, Master Jean?"

Jean put on his hat and pressed the brim, huh.

"Just leave it to me to deal with it. If he refuses to say it, take him to the ground and work hard."

The receptionist bowed, and Jean walked slowly.

"I really don't know. I'm really just a reporter. Really, I have nothing to do with that matter. Please believe me and call me a lawyer."

A breathless female voice came from the next room. Jean looked over, handcuffed, and Le Xiao, whose coat was off, was sweating and shook his head in fear.

Jean's eyes widened, and anger appeared immediately.

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