When I was at home, they would often buy me candies until I was ten years old."

"What happened after you turned ten?"

The middle-aged officer was a little confused and looked at Covey beside him and asked.

"Something that happens all the time in southern neighborhoods,"

Covey took a puff of cigarette, and the hazy smoke filled the buildings. "Occupational poisoning caused organ failure. He lost his ability to work, was fired from the factory, and his wife ran away."

The old man lowered his head, raised his steps, and walked slowly along an alleyway. "I rarely saw him after that. Only my father occasionally took me to visit him. Later, I heard that he had gone to visit him."

Ives Space System demanded compensation, but his legs were broken by the gang. When I was fifteen, he jumped from a building and committed suicide.

"He has no savings, his job income is very low, and he often needs loans to live. His only valuable bracelet was taken away by gangs to pay off the loan, and even his body was taken away.

"My father collected some money, paid off part of the loan, redeemed his body, and cremated him. We couldn't afford a cemetery, so we scattered his ashes downstairs at home. This is normal in the southern neighborhoods.

'custom'."

"In the Wick area where I lived when I was a child, there was a similar practice, but it was done less often."

The middle-aged officer following the old man slowly echoed, "Actually, after all, I still have no money."

"The situation in the southern neighborhoods is a little more complicated,"

At this moment, the two of them had reached a fence. There was only a one-car-wide path outside the fence. On the opposite side of the path, there was a remote alley, and a white truck was parked at the entrance of the alley.

The old man raised his head and glanced at a remote alleyway not far away. In the depths of the alleyway, where the morning sun could not shine, there was a faint corpse lying quietly, and several people wearing white clothes.

The corpses are being moved in the alley.

Covey took a drag on his cigarette and continued,

"There are also some families who can't even afford cremation fees, so they will throw the body in a corner and pretend it was an accidental death, so that the scavengers will collect the body and throw it into the crematorium to be burned.

"Of course, in this case, it is impossible to get the ashes back. The scavenger burns people by tens of thousands. Even if they can contact the scavenger responsible for disposing of the corpse, no one will be able to get the ashes mixed together with a large number of ashes.

Know whose it is.

"In the past few decades, there were few people doing this. The Ivis Space System would at least give them a little more salary so that their families could save some money. In recent years, with the Ivis Space System completely controlling

In southern neighborhoods, wages are getting lower and lower.

"So this kind of thing slowly evolved into a new 'custom'."

He turned around, glanced at the densely packed buildings behind him, and walked slowly towards the loop, "Without a plan for life, no treatment for illness, no support for old age, and no peace of mind when dying, this is the southern neighborhood."

The middle-aged officer following him opened his mouth, as if thinking of something, and finally sighed softly, "In the past few decades, the situation in the Wake District has been getting worse and worse, and it may soon be the same as the southern neighborhoods."

He raised his head and looked at the white free clinic tent at the end of the road in the distance, and in the direction where the SUV disappeared. He paused for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Can Mr. Linn really change everything?"

"No one can predict the future,"

Covey took off the cigarette from his mouth and looked towards the free clinic area in the distance. His eyes fell on a simple 'city police station registration office' in the corner of the free clinic area. At this moment, there were many young people lined up there.

"But there will always be people who see what he did."

——

The tall buildings outside the window quickly retreated. Sitting in the back of the off-road vehicle, He Ao flipped through the information on his bracelet.

This is a summary report made by Eve on various reports and data of the city defense army during the siege and suppression operations.

The entire report can be described in one word, that is, 'unstoppable'.

The city defense army broke through almost all clear strongholds of the Prisoner Gang without any obstacles, and then found a large number of military weapons from the stronghold warehouses that far exceeded the limits of normal gangs.

During the resistance, the Prisoner Gang also tried to organize a counterattack, but they were quickly defeated. Now the city defense army has basically completely occupied the south city.

The core members of the Prisoner Gang were captured and killed, and those who survived are currently being detained and interrogated.

Theoretically, this overwhelming victory was in line with the city defense army's suppression of gangs, but He Ao felt obviously uneasy.

The high-end combat power displayed by the Prisoners Gang is too little.

Judging from the information obtained from Black Snake, there are not many people like him within the Prisoner Gang, not to mention there is a great leader above Black Snake.

It is impossible that the Prisoners Gang has a powerful B-class in the short building block with a bunch of pseudo-C-class puppets, but in other prisoner gang strongholds, there are only one or two small shrimps who have just entered the C-class.

This is also the reason why He Ao stayed in the low-rise block last night. He had to guard against the B-class who suddenly showed up.

But until this morning, the city defense army completely controlled the southern block of Ninvis. None of the 'B-class' that should have appeared, and there was no news at all about the legendary 'big coach'.

So, where did these guys go?

He Ao rubbed his eyebrows slightly.

At this time, his bracelet vibrated. It was a new message from the chief of staff, indicating that the advertising equipment shipped from Chenxi City had arrived.

He Ao replied and asked her to continue arranging the installation, and then he prepared to turn off the bracelet.

At this moment, a short video push pop-up window popped up.

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