"What? Really?"
Justin looked at several tenants in disbelief. He heard about the massacre a few days ago and felt incredible that they had no idea about this matter. Justin's eyes were solemn and he stood up directly.
It is impossible for Justin to ignore such a serious situation. Although there are often things that violate the law in the slums, he must take care of it. Justin is more upright in his heart. He knows that those dead guys are all gang members.
elements, each of them has a murder case on their hands.
Justin hurried back to the room and quickly took out a black box from under the bed. After opening it, Justin quickly entered some numbers and characters, and soon a response appeared on the black-framed screen.
Justin picked up the weapon beside him, stood up and left the hotel directly. He had to meet people from another department, the WIA department, which was an important functional department of the country like them.
However, the functions of WBI and WIA are different. WBI is to pursue some vicious criminal cases and can pursue cross-state pursuits, while WIA is to protect national security and lurk around some gang members to determine whether they pose a threat to the country.
Sometimes the two departments will join forces to participate in some big crimes. This is not the first time that Justin has come to this neighborhood to handle a case. He has been to this neighborhood many times to look for traces of criminals.
The best thing in this neighborhood is money. As long as he finds the traces of the criminals and gives a sum of money to the local gang members, he can successfully arrest the criminals who committed serious crimes in the city.
There were busy figures everywhere on the street. Justin felt a little strange. Many of them were gang members from different districts. They actually worked together to take some people away. At first glance, these people did not look like serious people. Many of them looked energetic.
If you feel depressed, you should be a drug patient.
Justin felt more and more strange. Many children were getting food with the gang members. He quickly came to District 8. Soon Justin found a pub. After pushing the door and entering, the pub was full of food tonight.
Business was bleak, so Justin went over to sit at the bar and ordered a glass of wine.
There was no one in the tavern, and the boss quickly came over with a glass of wine.
"Omar, what's going on in this neighborhood?"
Justin looked at the tall middle-aged man in front of him. He was a member of WIA and had been undercover here for more than ten years, monitoring these gang members.
Omar looked around and handed Justin a cigarette, and he smiled.
"This neighborhood is changing amazingly."
Justin didn't quite understand.
"Was there really an inhumane massacre?"
Omar hummed, and then quickly took out a video. After Justin watched it, he suddenly felt short of breath, and he pressed his forehead.
"How is it possible? Killing people so easily."
Justin still didn't quite believe it. Thinking of the Jean who had just come to see him, the instigator of the massacre, he felt a little unbelievable.
"I witnessed it with my own eyes."
"Why don't we know about this?"
Justin asked, Omar sighed helplessly, exhaled smoke and said.
"The higher-ups ordered a strict lockdown on this matter."
"Is there any way to deal with it?"
Omar shook his head.
"You have also seen that many of the videos are robots and some mutants, but when facing Jean, there is no room to fight back. It is impossible to capture such mutants, let alone capture them.
"
Justin also knew that there were only 6 mutants of this level in their files, and even if they searched all over the country, they could not find such a powerful mutant.
"The superiors want me to monitor closely and just send reports every day."
Omar said, Justin took a big sip of wine, and he asked helplessly.
"When did this cruel guy show up?"
Omar talked about something that happened a few days ago, and after a while Justin said doubtfully.
"Is Jean the lover of that woman?"
Omar shook his head.
"According to my investigation, they may have only known each other for a few days."
Justin didn't quite understand, he said.
"He brutally killed so many people for a woman he had known for a few days. I think he probably ate too much and his brain was abnormal."
After Justin finished speaking, Omar said.
"The leaders of your department know about this, but we are responsible. This mutant is currently a very high threat. We can only keep an eye on him and report his behavior."
"Then what exactly did he do?"
Justin felt strange. When Omar mentioned some of the things Jean had done in the past few days, Justin stood up and said incredulously.
"He's here for charity?"
"Go and confirm it with your own eyes. This kind of thing sounds incredible."
Justin drank the wine and planned to visit the warehouse area Omar mentioned.
Soon Justin arrived at the warehouse where the patients were quarantined collectively. As soon as he passed by, he was stopped by several gang members, who took out the instruments.
"I didn't touch that thing."
"Stop blabbering, either draw blood or pee."
Justin had no choice but to accept the inspection. The gang members left soon after there were no problems.
Justin looked at the people being sent in in disbelief. He felt that everything in front of him was too magical. It was impossible to even think about it with his toes.
Moreover, Omar also said that these gangs have completely given up this kind of business, and have already disposed of their goods to some businessmen, and do not intend to do it in the future.
"He looks pretty strong, that mutant."
It wasn't until after 2 o'clock in the morning that Justin returned to the hotel. As soon as he went upstairs, he saw Gene sitting on the balcony of the second floor. Justin thought about it and walked over. He had too many questions.
I want to ask this man.
"Mr. Jean, is it convenient?"
Gene nodded and Justin sat down.
"I want to ask you some questions."
Gene laughed and handed Justin a cigarette.
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"What exactly do you want to do?"
Gene lit the cigarette, blew out the smoke and smiled.
"Of course it's about transforming this neighborhood."
Justin's face was solemn. This answer sounded extremely ridiculous in the past, but now it was extremely true, and he couldn't understand it.
"What good will this do to you?"
Justin asked and Gene scratched his head.
"Do these things require benefits before you can do them?"
Justin was stunned, his brain was already confused. He couldn't believe that Gene really wanted to transform this neighborhood for the local residents, and now something happened that he couldn't understand.
"No, Mr. Jean, when people do something, they must have their motivation and purpose behind it. Please forgive me for being rude. The guys here are all corrupt. What you did, Mr. Jean, may be
In vain."
Gene nodded.
"Indeed, there is an area over the harbor where the situation is even worse, and the criminal you are looking for is most likely hiding there."
Justin hummed.
"These people, no matter how much you try to help them, they will continue to fall. This area is hopeless."
During the second conversation, Justin felt that Gene was a good talker, so he said these words, and Gene laughed.
"Why couldn't it be saved?"
"They have grown up in this kind of neighborhood full of violence and crime, and they have been exposed to it. In the end, many of them will become like their parents, unable to escape for the rest of their lives, and they can only die in the smelly ditch."
Gene nodded.
To be continued...