life copy game

Chapter 353 Video

What is being captured by the dark-toned lens.

This place seems to be a small 'city', with a not very high 'high wall' standing in the distance.

Nearby, there were crowds of moving heads.

Dense crowds huddled together.

These people had dark skin, and some had frostbite marks on their cheeks. They were wearing gray work clothes, shoulder to shoulder, feet to feet, huddled together, and moved forward.

Some held up wooden board signs with ugly 'short sentences' painted in scrawled red paint.

[refusal to cut wages]
[we need a break]
[We need insurance]
"Against wage cuts"

"We need a day off!"

People raised their fists, shouted, roared, and walked forward one by one.

The camera turned and looked towards the front of the crowd.

There stood a tall and straight man in a neat formal suit.

He was handsome and looked well-mannered.

The man stood on the high platform and looked at the audience jokingly.

Below him, security personnel in simple uniforms held explosion-proof shields and guns, surrounding the man.

The crowd gradually squeezed in front of the security personnel, they were extremely excited and excited.

The security personnel raised their explosion-proof shields and stood in front of them, preventing the crowd from advancing.

"We want bread!"

"We're going to bed!"

The shouts in the crowd continued. They didn't really attack the formation of the security personnel, but just raised the wooden board in their hands and made their appeals to the man.

Look at the dense crowd.

The man standing on the high platform slowly raised his hand.

"shot!"

The security guards below raised their guns.

When the first gunshot sounded, the whole venue instantly became chaotic.

The originally shaky camera suddenly changed, and the photographer seemed to be startled by the chaos, and staggered away with the crowd.

"The mine is the group's mine, not your mine. You are not qualified to negotiate terms with the mine. If you don't want to do it, you don't have to. There are a lot of people in the city who can't get such a job."

The surrounding horns blared harshly, and the man laughed wildly.

However, the owner of the camera has no time to take pictures of the man at this moment. He is surrounded by the crowd and is running away crazily.

The camera is full of dusty overalls.

The crowd pushed and ran forward desperately.

A cold gunshot sounded suddenly, and not far from the end, a miner who was running hard stopped abruptly, and flowers of blood bloomed on his back.

He lost his support, fell forward and fell to the ground, splashing bright red blood on the surrounding crowd.

His fall set off a series of screams, and the people ran faster and more chaotically.

No concrete was poured on the ground, it was all black gravel, and the gray sky enveloped the ground.

The owner of the lens ran faster and faster, but there were still people falling beside him.

Blood stained the pitch-black stone.

Gunshots, roars, violent gasps, panic screams, chaotic crowds, dark skies, violently shaking cameras, and the sharp laughter of men that seem to be echoing all around constitute all the content in the video .

Suddenly, the whole picture stopped for a moment, and then crossed the sky obliquely, all the people who were originally vertical became horizontal, and the camera was deflected.

The person who was holding the camera and filming appeared to have been shot and fell.

The lens fell to the ground and fell not far away.

A callused arm appears in the shot, and he reaches forward trying to catch the falling shot.

And just when he was about to grab the camera, a beautiful leather shoe appeared in the camera. The shiny leather shoe stepped on the rough hands and twisted them hard.

"what!!!"

Shouts of severe pain echoed in the screen.

Immediately afterwards, the camera seemed to be picked up by someone, and the picture was deflected, showing the appearance of a well-mannered man in neat and beautiful formal attire,

"A miniature camera? Actually brought this kind of thing in."

"Director, the crowd has dispersed."

A young voice speaks from behind the camera.

The man put down his hand, and the video screen turned into the ground splashed with blood, but the video didn't end there,

"Gather everyone, conduct inspections, and someone has brought in electronic equipment. Didn't I say that any bracelets, cameras, tape recorders, and anything that can communicate or record can't be brought into the mine?"

"director···"

Hearing the man's question, the young voice trembled a little.

"Don't explain, what I see is the result, arrange for everyone to check, get out."

The man seemed to be suppressing his anger, and said coldly.

"Yes Yes···"

The young voice retreated.

Then a middle-aged man's voice cut in, "Director, if we do this, will it..."

"What did we do?" The man chuckled, "These miners deliberately attacked the management agency, were dispersed by security, and caused a stampede."

"But, in case a miner speaks out..."

The middle-aged man said softly.

"Speak out? Who will believe their words? Who will listen to them? Newspapers, TV stations, online platforms?" The man laughed more and more, "The group spends so much money every year, who do you think these institutions will listen to? Even if someone really makes a fuss, and the group has a mental hospital, who do you think will listen to...a mental patient?"

"just in case···"

The middle-aged man hesitated.

"There is no chance, do they really dare to say it? They can resent us, but don't they eat? Don't they have to repay the bank loan? Don't they have a family? Are they not afraid of their family members wandering the streets with them?"

The man smiled, "Lock, you have to figure it out, it's them who want the group, not the group what they want, and it's just right for them to say it, these people are getting more and more presumptuous these days, just need some news to let them fear."

Then there was the sound of palms and clothes colliding and rubbing, as if the man was patting the middle-aged man's shoulder,

"Lock, you have been working in the mine for so long, why can't you tell the difference? Who do you think pays you wages, who allows your family to live a middle-class life in the city? It's the group, I Mr Locke.

You sympathize with them, can they pay you?Can they help you pay off your home loan? "

"Yes Yes···"

The obedient voice of the middle-aged man sounded.

At this time, the screen shakes, and the man seems to be walking forward.

His voice didn't stop, and the middle-aged man seemed to follow behind him, "Go over, find some people who are willing to cooperate with the group, give them a salary increase, increase their benefits, and then those few who jumped the most fiercely, Those who organized this incident will catch a few who are absolutely uncooperative, find a way to solve it, and give them promotions and salary increases for the rest.

Then those who are more active in the incident will be dismissed. I will talk to several consortiums in other industries in the city that they will not recruit these people. "

"Why do those who organize these miners keep them and raise their wages, this is not..."

The middle-aged man's voice hesitated.

"If you are a miner involved in this incident, you find that the people who organize your rebellion this time have raised wages, promoted jobs, and your life is getting better and better, but you are facing the end of being fired, your whole family becoming homeless, and even dying , what would you think?
If you were a miner who did not participate in the incident and saw this ending, what would you think? "

The man sneered, and his footsteps gradually walked away, "Lock, you can be greedy and bad, but I won't allow you to be stupid. If you can't understand these things, then I think you may need to move the place for young people. .”

At this time, the man seemed to realize that he was still holding the camera in his hand. He raised his hand, and the video stopped abruptly.

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He Ao closed the video frame. This is a video in the storage chip left by Fifth Sister to Nell. Besides this video, there are a lot of files in the chip.

The names of these files are inconsistent, and it seems that Fifth Sister copied them from different folders.

He Ao put down his wristband, looked up and saw a dilapidated building in his field of vision. In this building, lived the gangster who was suspected of killing his eldest brother and second sister, Eisen.

For some reason, He Ao felt the whispers in his ears suddenly become heavier.

　The next chapter may be in the morning. I sorted out the plot for a long time today, and there will be more updates tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

　
(End of this chapter)