Chapter 853: The grief and anger in the voices of the people
"Next, please... the kid who holds his hands high in the fifth row of the seventh district."
Carl chose a regional family representative as the second questioner according to the prior arrangement.
This child seemed to be a superpower fan, so he asked his parents to raise his hand high.
Standing on the shoulders of parents, raising their hands hard was indeed effective. Carl suddenly saw this half-aged child.
Although it was very far away, when the camera was closer, the little boy's face was projected on the large screen behind. He was a junior high school student wearing glasses, and he could see the grades as soon as he saw.
"Hello, Inspector Brian, my name is Vicodo, I am 13 years old this year." The child may be a little nervous. He touched his glasses and looked at his parents. After receiving encouragement from his parents, he bravely asked a question: "Is there any trouble for superpowered people at work? The kind of trouble that ordinary people do not have."
"Thank you for the question of the little gentleman of Wikodo. This is also what I really want to share with the people. Of course, super-powered people have extra worries. First of all, ordinary people have troubles. They don't want to go to school when they were young. Sometimes they don't want to go to school. Sometimes they feel that they have too much homework and don't score high in the exam. They also have to call parents if they have something to do. Then, as super-powered people, because they have some ability that others don't have, such as having a lot of strength, they will have strange nicknames, and they will accidentally destroy the school locker. For example, spider webs and spider silk can be sprayed out on their hands. In order not to let everyone know that they are "weirds", they are very careful to hide these. Therefore, many super-powered people will feel inferior and doubt themselves when they are young. If there are panic among your classmates and friends, you can promise me not to laugh at him or not to hurt him? He just needs a little affirmation and understanding. When he grows up, he will catch thieves and protect social stability like me."
Carl smiled and said relaxedly.
Serena Williams can understand it with a little more, nodded seriously, and said seriously: "Okay, if there are classmates and friends who are superpowers, I will definitely respect it."
"Thank you for your question, please sit down."
Carl's eyes passed the guest seat in the seventh district and stopped in the eighth district. "The next questioner is a bit special. He is a survivor of the Nanhuai District bombing in San Mateo City. He also lost his family in the riot in the Royal Museum of Coffin. His Excellency the Commander promised that he would ask him to ask questions. Let's hear what he wants to know."
Carl raised his hand solemnly and pointed his hand straight at the representative family seat in the eighth district. A sad middle-aged man, "Please ask Mr. John Bennis, a question from Frankfurt."
Carl didn't know this man before.
This person survived the explosion in the farmers' market in Nanhuai District, and lost his daughter, who was only 21 years old last year in the riot in the Royal Museum. Today, he and his unconscious wife came to the scene with a large black and white photo of his beloved daughter.
As mentioned earlier, there is a folk voice column on the homepage of the Grand Commander’s website.
Federal nationals can initiate petitions, and the number of people joining the petition exceeds 80 million (about one-tenth of the population), and the commander must personally handle the statement.
It was a dialogue channel that emerged when the democratization process began more than 30 years ago
This man left tens of thousands of messages on the dialogue page of the commander, and initiated thousands of posts, but the number of people who joined the petition has not reached the level.
It was not until he released a video of a super man suppressing the thugs on Huaihua Avenue in the Royal Museum that some people began to believe his words.
The content of his petition was: "Please ask the federal government to disclose the facts of the Superman organization and Superman's crimes."
As a sad father, his position is different from that of the melon-eating crowd. It is not out of curiosity or the right to know, but out of this Federation that made him lose his daughter. There is such a group of super-powered criminals, monsters commit crimes, and the Federal Commander's Office is hiding it. Are you afraid that the world will know the existence of the strange adjustment bureau and do not try your best to fight crime?!
"Inspector, you should know me, and my unjustly death daughter..."
The uncle looks less than fifty years old, but his hair is half gray.
His wife, who was hit hard and sluggish, sat next to him and leaned against his young son.
The whole family was bleak.
The uncle choked up as soon as he spoke. He might remember his daughter's tragic death, or he might be awakened by the sadness of being white-headed overnight and mourning.
"Yes, Mr. John Bennis, the juniors know you, and your story."
Carl said in a deep voice.
"Wuwu... It's a pity that my daughter...Wuwu can't come back..." The uncle sniffed hard, raised the large portrait on his chest, and the staff next to him adjusted the microphone in time.
"Inspector, what I want to ask is! Is the federal government afraid that the Superman Organization, the Superman Organization, will be known to the people, so it has been hiding its strength and restricted its hands, which will lead to the Superman committing serious cases! Is it hesitant to rescue the people, which will lead to insufficient rescue and make the superman unscrupulous! Is it true that as rumors say, the Superman is actually a superman puppet of federal slavery. You were all criminals before and were taken back to the country, so you did not do your best when fighting the Superman criminals!"
The sad uncle held the black and white photo of his daughter, and the painting style suddenly changed, and he asked loudly like a brave soldier.
The scene was as quiet as a cemetery again.
These three questions are much sharper than the trust crisis raised by the IM TV reporter's representative who is eager to save face.
"I can answer these three questions on behalf of the Federal Commander's Office, on behalf of the Minister of the Federal Justice Department, on behalf of the entire Bureau of Dissertation, and on behalf of the State Council, and on behalf of the entire Bureau of Dissertation, and answer you, no, no, no!"
Carl's low and serious tone was filled with power to comfort people.
"It was early in the morning when the explosion in Nanhuai District. The night before yesterday, I led the Military Special Operations Team to hunt down this group of criminals. The Royal Museum of Riot Case. My colleagues and the special commissioner of the Bureau of Transmission arrived at the scene as soon as possible to minimize casualties and stabilize the situation. In these two cases, there was no action order and approval process. They arrived at the scene as soon as possible. Although I admit that it is inevitable that the victims will be tragedy, I will not use this as an excuse to excuse me. I and I will take care of them.
The team has always put the safety of every public in the Federation first. There is a subordinate who has been with me for several years. In order to save the child under the elevator, he broke his cervical spine and was paralyzed. I hope that when your daughter is killed, I can take it on her behalf, but time cannot go back. If not, I can only promise you that the strange adjustment bureau will not hesitate. For the future, millions of people like your daughter will lead by example and sacrifice. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Carl looked at the girl in the black and white photo and said sadly.
Chapter completed!