"Give me some time. If the problem is solved, I will personally lead the team and go in..."

Jean turned around and put a hand on Niya's shoulder.

"Have you considered the cost of casualties? It's not thousands, it's not tens of thousands, it's hundreds of thousands."

Niya looked at Jean blankly.

"Are you going to go in alone?"

Gene took out a cigarette, lit it, blew out a puff of smoke, and nodded slightly.

"Is there no other way?"

"No!"

Niya lowered her head and held onto Jean's clothes with a silent hand.

"Then I will go in alone, and I will take everyone away..."

"Don't say something like this is impossible Niya. In the past, I was the one to handle this kind of thing, including the previous Hillman family. I should have been the one to handle it!"

Niya's eyes trembled slightly.

"It should have..."

Gene smiled.

"As a person of power, it is necessary to be kind and kind, but sometimes, what should you do when the problem cannot be solved? Alpha has already paid the due price for her recklessness!"

Gene opened the door and walked in. Niya stood quietly at the door, knowing that she could do nothing about this problem.

In the past, Niya knew how strong Jean was. People in the area that declared independence were not in any danger to Jean.

But after all, it was because she knew that Niya wanted to make the last effort.

"What would you do, sister, at a time like this!"

Niya clenched her fists and pressed them on her chest. Her expression looked a little sad and helpless. If the people from the business department really entered the occupied area, the number of casualties would be immeasurable. The most important thing is

What's more, people in the area have taken up arms.

In the past few days, Niya has been outside every day, playing her own recordings, asking some residents in the area to come out, but the effect is minimal. Only a few sporadic people came out. Obviously no one stopped them, but many people

Still staying in the area.

Bang

Niya punched the metal wall with her fist, a weak blow that left no trace on the wall.

The contradiction has reached the point of being irreconcilable. In recent years, riots have often occurred in the lower-level areas. Because the city's economy continues to decline, there is no solution, and coupled with the impact of chaos in the medical industry, everything has actually reached its limit long ago.

Yes, Niya has wanted to do something in the past few years, but every action she takes cannot break through this.

"Do we just have to watch this happen?"

Niya asked. At this time, the door of the command center was opened, and Michelle came out. Their eyes met. The two came together and looked at each other face to face.

"Try to make some final efforts. As long as the threat is lifted, I can do something, before Lord Jean starts to act."

Niya let out a long breath, turned around and walked slowly.

"Is there any good way?"

Michelle followed, and the two of them walked among the department staff coming and going.

"What are their demands?"

Niya stopped.

"I want to live a good life."

Michelle hummed.

"Promises are useless, because lies have already destroyed the last bit of trust in everyone's hearts, so this time... I can't help it."

Niya laughed and then walked quickly.

"Can you do me a little favor?"

Michelle looked at Niya in a daze. Niya came back to her senses, put her head next to Michelle's ear, and started talking quietly. After a few minutes, Michelle's face suddenly changed, and Niya looked at Michelle with a smile.

Son.

"Just give me a little time, Michelle, while Jean takes action, at least..."

"If something goes wrong, you and I will both..."

Niya nodded.

"Are you scared? Michelle."

Michelle raised her head, looking at the falling snowflakes in the distance, and then looked at Niya.

"Why do you do this?"

"No reason! Because I am human."

After Niya finished speaking, she turned around and walked slowly away. Michelle grabbed Niya's arm.

"I will help you, but...I hope you can promise me one thing, Miss Niya!"

Niya was a little surprised that someone like Michelle, whose work style was too mechanical, would actually help her.

"What if the future..."

Michelle took a deep breath.

"I can stand there. I hope you won't stop me, Miss Niya."

Michelle's finger pointed to the Capitol Hill in the distance, which was still white as daylight.

Niya stretched out a hand to hold it with Michelle, and Michelle nodded.

"I used to think that a young lady like you who doesn't care about the world is nothing special."

"The same Miss Niya!"

Niya let go of her hand, turned around and walked away, then waved.

"How sure are you?"

Michelle closed her eyes and said when she opened them again.

"One hundred percent!"

Niya lit a cigarette and jumped directly to the top of the house and started moving.

Niya must do something within these three days. Only in this way can casualties be reduced to a minimum. Niya knows very well that no matter what problems occur within Section 10, the only thing that is certain is that the problems will be solved.

solve.

Michelle turned and returned to the headquarters, and then walked towards Osman who was still assigning tasks. Jean was still dealing with some things in Section 5.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Lord Jean, I have a proposal."

Jean nodded silently. At this time, Jean's mind was full of thinking about some things in the past, and he did not notice the cunning twinkling in Michelle's eyes.

"Nowadays, there is a problem with the coherence of various subjects, because the section chiefs and secretaries are not here. I have ways to improve the coherence. I hope Lord Jean can give me some higher authority."

Jean looked at Michelle, and seeing her serious look, Osman stood up and walked over.

"I think it's totally fine to leave it to this girl. Now the general manager and the others should have gone to Section 10. The problems there are more serious, including the agricultural base, which also needs people."

Michelle lowered her head and bowed her body, and Gene nodded.

"You will be temporarily responsible for some things in subjects 3 and 5, Michelle."

Osman looked at Jean in surprise.

"You don't have to rest anymore Osman."

Although Osman looked a little embarrassed, he finally nodded. He covered his mouth and coughed violently. Then he took out an injection and inserted it into his arm.

Jean didn't think much about it, because there was no one more suitable to handle these things than Michelle.

"It's just that I need you to understand something, Michelle, you can only be responsible for peripheral dispatch orders."

Michelle immediately nodded and saluted. Gene planned to go to Section 10, but he was still worried. He had to go into the underground virus library with Rose to take a look. This is what Gene was most worried about. Once the annihilation virus was leaked,

If so, Brilliant City may cease to exist.

In AI's understanding, it does not know the existence of underground virus databases, but not knowing does not mean that it will not be discovered.

"Come with me Michelle."

Michelle followed Gene and walked over, and Gene began to dictate some high-level command authority codes to Michelle.

"Remember?"

Michelle nodded.

"I have remembered Sir Jean, please rest assured that I will strictly carry out the order."

Osman was lying on the side exhausted, he needed a rest very much now, and Michelle was very good at assisting the two of them in their work during this period, and there was no big problem in completing the work independently.
Chapter completed!