Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 63 Big News
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Gene strolled on the deserted streets. After returning from the medical department, Gene walked all the way. There were a large number of high-end apartment buildings in the Baihu District in the upper west. Only a family of 1 can afford a house with a monthly rent of more than 1000.

Tomorrow night, Gene is going to a banquet. Someone who is familiar with Huashen knows that Gene wants to get a supercomputer, and he said that Gene can use it, but asks Gene to go to the banquet tomorrow night.

Gene is the most annoying thing about going to a banquet. There have been a few times when he didn't feel very good. Gene doesn't like lively occasions very much, and there are always various people coming over at the banquet. Gene doesn't like socializing, instead he I like to stroll around the lively street market and sit in a small shop for a while.

"Sure enough, I'm just an old man."

Gene laughed at himself and pressed the elevator. Mo Xiaolan often said that Gene was like a hundred-year-old old man.

Came to the door of room 1020, but Gene stopped soon. In the faint light, Gene saw the door with traces of manipulation, it was very new.

Most of the doors of apartment buildings are equipped with safety devices. If they are opened without identification, the alarm device will be activated directly. The security on the upper floors is the best.

Gene squatted on the ground and glanced at it. The convex mirror next to the doorknob used to scan the ID card had been knocked off and replaced with a fake one. It should have been dripped with water, which temporarily short-circuited the nanocircuit board. Now, when the machine that scans the identity is broken, it can only be opened with a key. Gene took out the key and smiled coldly.

The technique is very professional and doesn't look like it's made by an ordinary guy.

The door opened with a creak, and Gene stepped in directly. Sure enough, a gun was held at the temple on the left side. The lights in the room turned on. There were a total of 6 people in the room, wearing black hoods and holding hands. Holding a weapon, with a smile in his eyes.

"My friend, you'd better be honest. You offended rich people. We also help people with errands. We'll beat you tonight."

Suddenly, Jean suddenly squeezed the hand of the guy next to him with his backhand. With a screeching sound, accompanied by a scream, the five people in the living room on the opposite side rushed over, and they did not dare to open fire in such a place.

Genn gently dodged the iron bar from the front, and suddenly took a step forward, pressing his fingers on the opponent's throat and pushing it slightly.

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There was a loud noise, and the four people behind them exploded under the huge impact like bowling balls.

The guy next to him was clutching his broken wrist in pain, and one of them got up. A slight white light flickered on his body. It was hardened skin, a kind of bodily function unique to mutants, and it had the level of B-level mutants.

Gene walked over slowly, and at the moment when the opponent was about to strike, Gene widened his eyes, and a light blue halo flowed around Gene's eyes.

"You are not timid. Now you have three charges, burglary, assault, and openly showing firearms to the section chief to attack. Now you are already LV3 criminals."

After a while, the six people knelt in a row in the corner of the wall with their hands covering their heads and looked at Gene. The hood had been taken off, and he casually threw it on the table. The striking number 13 on the uniform was under the light. Extraordinarily infiltrating.

Gene took out the identification cards of six people, all of whom were level 4 citizens and came from the bottom.

"Do you often do these things?"

Gene lit a cigarette, put the light and shadow bracelets of the six people on the table, got up slowly, and the six people immediately begged for mercy.

"It's really spineless."

Soon Gene knew who was looking for it.

"We really didn't do it on purpose. We never ask anything about picking up jobs. Although it is an upper-level area, there are 5. Please, Lord Jean, we don't know it's you. Please spare us, money."

Gene sneered and crouched in front of the six.

"You have two choices, go to jail or do me a little favor."

The guy named Lorraine who was headed immediately nodded in agreement.

Gene took out the phone, then sat on the chair and looked at the six people in front of him. A plan had been formed in his mind, and he planned to take this opportunity to create a bit of a head start.

After a while, the doorbell rang, and looking very irritable, Gene was just about to open the door.

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The door had already flown over in one piece, and Gene stretched out a finger to drag the door, and a pair of slender hands had already grabbed Gene's collar.

"What are you doing, Jean, the old lady is having a good dream. It's 3 o'clock, 3 o'clock in the morning, do you think the old lady is very busy? Is it your subordinate? Have you been pushing your nose on your face recently?"

Gene held Niya directly in the air, he smiled helplessly, then Niya turned her head and saw six guys in the corner with their heads in their hands, looking at the two of them shiveringly.

"I was threatened and hurt in my life, so I called the police."

Nia blinked and let go of Gene, her voice extremely loud.

"Huh? Are you kidding me? Just kill these little hooligans. You called me here in the fucking middle of the night?"

Gene glanced at the six people again, and then said.

"Remember, if you want to live, do as I say."

Gene said, grabbed Niya, who was in a hurry, and dragged her into the bedroom.

"What the hell are you doing? I don't have the patience to play with you. I have to go to work tomorrow morning, and a bunch of things are waiting for me to deal with."

"You have seen the scene now. Tomorrow, you will help me convene the media, and then announce that Gene, the chief of the 13th division, was attacked by an unknown person. There is no danger for the time being. Your 5th division is investigating."

Nia stared at Jean with a solemn expression.

"Hey, are you joking? This joke is not funny. The guy behind is nothing more than the precious grandson of the old man Chen Qiao. Don't you say it too? You can do it."

"Since the other party likes to use the city's legal order to talk about things, I can too. As a citizen of Bright City, don't I have the right to be protected?"

Niya held her forehead, and when she was hesitating, she sneered.

"It seems interesting, and it's not impossible to help you. You have to do me a favor."

Gene nodded.

"Then it's easy to handle. We have a group of special supervisors. We need someone's patient guidance. My mother won't allow you to refuse."

Jean nodded slightly bitterly.

"If the general affairs department asks, I will put it all on you, and say that you coerced and lured me to agree, is that okay?"

Gene smiled and made an OK gesture.

"definitely no problem."

Nia knew very well that Gene wanted to achieve something in this way.

(End of this chapter)