November 24, 2242
9 a.m.
A helicopter landed on a street on the western edge. A cordon has been set up on the street. A large number of Section 5 personnel have blocked and surrounded the scene. The road has been controlled and many vehicles cannot pass through.
A main road leading to the factory area.
In front of them was a small factory that had been sealed up because it was suspected of providing dangerous raw materials to criminals in previous bombings. The people watching outside the cordon were all talking because it seemed that something serious had happened. Some
Reporters were eager to interview him.
There were many clerks standing outside to maintain order, and many reporters were interviewing them, but they expressed ignorance.
There are a total of 12 factories in District 105, surrounded by some residential buildings and shops. Except for the large number of people during the day, there are relatively few people at night. Some people living nearby are being questioned and investigated by Section 5.
The first discoverers of several cases are being questioned and investigated in a small cubicle temporarily created by light and shadow materials.
Although the factory is sealed, there are inspectors visiting it. The three inspectors are from third-party organizations. They will visit some sealed places every 10 days to check to prevent some facilities from being damaged or missing.
Today happened to be the tenth day. They arrived here early in the morning, opened the door of this small factory, went in to check, and then discovered the murder scene.
As the investigation unfolded, people in the periphery still knew what had happened. A staff member who was transferred from the bottom to the mid-level Academy of Action as an instructor died. The specific details of the incident were not made public.
Seven directors had already arrived, and nearby regional section officers had also gathered. Many people laughed out loud during the discussion.
"You deserve it. No matter how much you fish, it won't be the same after death. There will be nothing left."
"Yes, this is retribution."
Nowadays, the people at the bottom are not surprised by the death of members of the executive branch, and they always make fun of it, but most of them adopt an indifferent attitude.
"Step aside!"
A deep voice sounded, and many people moved out of the way for a while. Niya pushed aside the crowd and crossed the cordon directly. She had a serious expression, a cigarette in her mouth, and her eyes were angry and scary.
Many people in subjects 5 have turned their heads too far.
Niya strode into the factory and saw a group of people gathering at the collection site. She walked directly over, and several people who were still at the collection site immediately stopped Niya.
"You're going to destroy the scene, right now..."
"Get away!"
In an instant, several members of the 4th Section Forensic Team were pushed away by Niya with telekinesis. The scene was instantly in a mess. Several section officers also noticed Niya and did not stop them.
"If this thing worked, we would have caught someone long ago, right?"
Niya said viciously after stopping, and then spit out the cigarette butt. Sparks flew from the cigarette butt that fell to the ground. Niya soon saw a place in the distance, where a group of people were discussing something, and on a platform on the left
, with a corpse on display, Niya stopped.
He took out a cigarette again, lit it and took a puff. After exhaling the smoke, Niya laughed and walked over slowly.
"Stop discussing it. No matter how much we discuss it, there will be no results."
Niya suddenly walked up to a group of directors and section officials and said, and the discussion stopped for a while.
"Niya, you don't have permission to enter this kind of scene."
Looking at the female director in front of her, who used to come to her home often and was also her sister's friend, Niya smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"The surveillance coverage rate at the bottom level is less than 50%, and the daily patrol service is difficult to reach even 10%. Many people who have completed patrol service basically do not go out on the streets."
Niya said as she turned around and walked towards the body placed on the workbench next to her. The female director who just said Niya came over and grabbed Niya.
"what do you want to do!"
Niya hummed and nodded.
"I just want to take a look. She is my friend."
The female director let go of her hand, but she still noticed the anger and sadness in Niya's eyes, and then she patted Niya's shoulder comfortingly.
"Basically, the identity of the prisoner can be determined from the NDA residue at the scene, but it is currently impossible to determine where the prisoner is hiding. He may have escaped to the barrier area."
Niya didn't say anything. The moment she opened the body bag, Niya's hands trembled slightly. She lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Under the smoke, Niya saw Li Li pale and pale.
There were many scars on her face in pain. Niya didn’t want to know too much about how Li Li died in pain. Niya held the cigarette in her hand, closed her eyes and put her cheek to her, quietly.
He leaned his forehead against Li Li's forehead.
A cold feeling immediately spread all over the body. Niya took a deep breath. Her tear glands began to be a little uncontrollable, and a tear slipped out. Niya quickly stood up and looked at Li Li quietly.
"Ordinary methods won't work!"
As soon as Niya finished speaking, the female director realized what Niya wanted to do, and she immediately grabbed Niya.
"what are you planning to do?"
"I just want to investigate."
Niya smiled easily, zipped up the body bag, turned around and waved, looking slow and relaxed, but the female director behind her still caught up with her.
"You should go back and take a good vacation. It's not too late to relax for a few days before starting the investigation."
Niya hummed and walked out of the factory step by step. Along the way this morning, Niya saw that the people on the street had only one word of indifference towards this matter, and they were not even willing to assist the business department.
People, talk to people in the field more often.
Niya now understands more and more gradually that the people are a mirror. Why many things at the bottom are so difficult is because everything the managers do to the people is reflected.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After Niya left the factory, she quickly jumped to the top of a house. She sat on the edge of the house, hugging her left knee and hanging her right leg outside.
, his chin rested quietly on his knees.
Under the sun, there were two crystal tears hanging on Niya's cheeks. Niya didn't say anything, just shedding tears silently. The cigarette in her mouth had reached the end. The moment Niya stood up, she looked blankly.
The sun in the distance is a crying face, helpless and sad, but still stubborn in its expression.
Who should be blamed, and whose fault was it? These were the only two questions in Niya's mind, and she opened her mouth wide.
The same thing is always happening, and again and again, the shadows of many people appear in Niya's mind, those lives that have been lost in the past.
After a while, Niya's emotions finally calmed down. She kept wiping the tears on her cheeks, not wanting anyone to see them. She gradually calmed down, and no longer thought about those complicated issues in her head. What exactly did the other party do?
What do you want to do and where do you hide?
As Jean once said, as long as there are things in this world, there are always traces to follow.
Niya stood up, looked at the block behind her, and closed her eyes silently. She knew very well that no matter how hard those guys hid, they still had to eat and drink, and there was always someone who could help them.
"Let's start with this group of people first!"
Niya looked at the group members on the list that Li Ang provided to her. They were active in Area 111. Niya turned around and jumped directly to the opposite roof quickly, heading towards Area 111 with sharp eyes.
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Niya clenched her fists. She no longer wanted to think about those complicated things. Fists could sometimes solve some problems, and even more often, they could solve most problems.
3:09 p.m.
Rapid landing sounds were heard, and a back street in District 111 was filled with charred blackness. Many people were lying on the ground in pain. There were traces of cracks on the walls and floors. Doctors were helping the injured.
People from the local Section 5 also came over, but no one dared to say anything.
"We have already told you that we don't know about that woman. Mr. Zhu, you have to..."
The local officer looked at the leader who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face. Although he was furious and frowned slightly, he could only turn around silently.
"Take them to the hospital first and lead people to cordon off the place."
The officers handling the scene looked at the shocking scene. The battle only lasted for more than 10 minutes. Almost all the gang members were lying on the ground with varying degrees of injuries. As these gang members lay down, some gang members
What the elements had hidden was also exposed.
Several local officials were very panicked at this time, but they did not dare to say anything, let alone report anything to their superiors.
At this time, on the opposite side of the blocked back street, Ran Zhi stood quietly in the crowd, looking at everything in front of him with a serious expression. He felt uneasy because this was not in line with his plan. He didn't know what the girl was going to do, but
The plan is very likely to be disrupted. People are very vulnerable when faced with violence, especially gang members who are accustomed to being comfortable.
Didi didi
Ran Zhi turned around quickly, picked up the phone, and walked into an alley.
"A gang in District 112 was wiped out."
Ran Zhi hummed with a serious expression.
To be continued...