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Chapter 601 The prosthetic eye has no tears (Da Zhang asks for a monthly ticket)

Scattered concrete bricks and glass shards littered the yard under the night sky.

boom--

Brown hard-soled leather boots stepped between the shards of glass, and the silent night wind took away the warmth of the leather jacket.

The icy wind blew across the short wine-red hair of the woman. She raised her head and looked at the rubble-strewn ruins in front of her. Ring-shaped brilliance shone in her wine-red eyes.

The stars disappeared, and the moon shone on the ruins.

In the past, at this angle, you couldn't see the sky when you looked up, you could only see the majestic giant-like tall buildings covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The towering buildings that once towered into the sky have disappeared at this moment, and the magnificent buildings built by humans are now only left with a few dilapidated bases to witness the glory of the past.

As if in a blink of an eye, this majestic building was easily erased, as if it had been erased from a thin drawing paper with an eraser.

The woman looked down at her hand, a blood-stained twisted silver pendant lay quietly in her hand.

This pendant seems to have suffered some kind of heavy blow, and the whole has been deformed and twisted, but thanks to its tough material, it was not directly broken apart, but the structural parts that could have been moved have been deformed and twisted together. Can no longer be easily opened.

This is what she found not far after entering the gate.

After simple calculations, she realized that it might be an object thrown from the roof of the building before it was destroyed.

Following the woman's movements, the dark bracelet seemed to sense something, and it slowly lit up. The bracelet displayed her dialing interface, and the entire dialing interface was a series of red unconnected calls.

The earliest calls were made at 00:10 and they were all to the same contact, 'Jess'.

"Have you found Jace?"

A soft inquiry came from behind.

"No,"

Haixi turned her head and looked at the man who came over. She knew this man, Agent Hoon of the Wetland FBI, one of the few people with faith in the Wetland FBI.

She paused, took a deep breath, and smiled, "Although the last email he sent me said he was here, but with his skills, he might have run away when something happened."

"Maybe so,"

Hu En looked at her shining eyes, and then at the silver pendant in her hand. He paused for a moment, then looked back at the FBI agents who blocked the scene, and said in a low voice,
"The identity I am reporting to you is the family members of the staff. According to the regulations of the FBI, the extraordinary items found on the scene shall be owned by the FBI. However, if the family members find the relics of the deceased relatives before the FBI, Normally, it would not be pursued."

He paused, "I don't have much time to buy you."

After that, he turned around, waved to the FBI agent behind him, and walked over.

Haixi lowered her head and looked at the pendant in her hand again.

With light force, she slowly opened the twisted pendant, and two crumpled photos appeared in her field of vision.

This was the first time she opened the pendant, and when she saw the photo on the pendant, although she had already felt it in her heart, she still paused for a moment when she saw the photo.

She took another deep breath and closed the pendant.

She continued to move forward, and came to the side of the building where only a few floors near the ground remained.

The wine-red eyes swept across the ground, and a slender silk thread reflecting a faint light attracted her attention.

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[Hey:

Sorry to trouble you to come and collect your wires in person, I have attached the address in the attachment, in order to avoid being preempted by the FBI, when you receive this email, there should be an alarm email sent to Hu Agent En's email, he will help you.

Your wire is made of good material and should survive the final destruction, but you will likely need to rebuild a mechanical bracelet. I have transferred the money for the bracelet to your cryptocurrency account in advance, please check it in time.

I know you must have a lot of doubts in your heart, but in fact there are not many things worthy of doubts.

If my final guess is correct, all the information about the Huiermei Medical Foundation, the mysterious person, and the shadows hidden under the night of Wetland will be sent to your mailbox as attachments at the same time.

All my property has been donated to the private charitable foundation under my name. I have transferred the management of this foundation to you, and the verification key is also sent with the email. If you have time, you can go and handle the transfer formalities.

I'm sorry to entrust such a troublesome thing to you, but I think entrusting it to you is the best choice.

The foundation still has 527 million federal currency in cash, and some real estate including my parents' and my two properties. The overall value should be around 900 million. Compared with the charitable foundations of large consortia Not much to say, but this is my parents and my family, all the money.

Of course, most of the money came from the mysterious person, from the compensation paid to me and my father by the Huiermei Medical Foundation.

I hope that these money can help some real street children, at least let them have enough food, shelter from wind and rain, hope they can read and change their destiny.

I am not a person with great ambitions and lofty ideals. In the first 20 years of my life, I just lived my own life in a muddle. In such a family that can give me a peaceful life.

I've seen a lot of hero stories, but I don't really aspire to be a hero.

My biggest ideal is to have a piece of toast and a cup of hot milk when I get home, and my parents and wife are healthy and free from illness and disaster.

This is the life I am looking forward to, and it is also the life I am attached to.

I once had a life like this, though it was short.

At that time, I just thought it was normal, but looking back, I realized it was a good dream.

Haixi, nice to meet you, and thank you and the scavengers for your help during this time.

The attachment contains all the information about the ritual circle and the genetic potion. Take these to the Nolanka Group, and they will be willing to help you.

Remember, do not disclose these to other consortiums.

Finally, the bottom attachment is a recommendation letter signed by me and several friends.

If one day, the scavengers are free, when you don't have to worry about it anymore, you may try to go back to the campus and enjoy a life you have never experienced.

However, letters of recommendation do not enroll you directly, and your college placement test must also meet the school's requirements.

Thank you for being with me these days and for being a part of the world I love so much.

Of course the world sucks, but she still has the people I love and the best memories.

I hope that one day, no one can repeat the fate we have gone through.

Jess]
The short-haired woman sitting in front of the coffee table slowly picked up the hot coffee cup, and the hazy mist covered her cheeks.

The blood-stained wires on the table were tangled together and tied to the bone handle, which had only a small stub left.

The rain curtain stained the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop.

Pedestrians coming and going outside the window, children begging, homeless, gangsters with guns, formal staff sitting in the bus, luxury cars crossing the pond, intertwined with far and near, magnificent high-rise buildings shining with dazzling neon lights The buildings form the same picture scroll.

"Are you crying?"

DeSanc, in civilian clothes, walked to the table and sat across from the woman.

"I won't cry,"

The woman put the coffee to her mouth, and stared out of the window with wine-red eyes, "the prosthetic eye has no tears."

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Huge advertising screens are broadcasting today's news.

"This is Witland TV station, welcome to watch tonight's broadcast.

"The senatorial election, which was quite controversial not long ago, finally came to an end this morning.

"The Tellisan Group issued an official announcement regarding the incident,

"The core reason that caused the system to freeze this time and the results to be released late.

"It's because an intern employee in the main computer room of the Phoenix system for maintenance forgot to plug it in when he unplugged the data cable for inspection. Nine minutes and 37 seconds behind schedule.

"At present, all the self-inspections have been completed, and the phoenix system is normal. The Tellesen Group has fired the intern and reserves the right to hold the intern accountable.

"For this incident, Tellesen Group would like to express its sincere apology to all citizens of Vitland, and as compensation, Tellison Group announces that every resident in Vitland can receive a [-]% discount coupon by virtue of their identity.

"With this coupon, you can enjoy a [-]% discount on any website or store under the Trisun Group when purchasing Trisun Group products. This discount cannot be shared with other discounts.

"Mayor Wertland expressed his support for the Trixon Group in a public statement, and believed in the Phoenix system, and Wetland will continue to use the Phoenix system.

"Due to this system problem and the resulting chain consequences, the Vitland City Government and the Federal Parliament Special Committee conducted a manual review of all ballots, and finally confirmed that the results were consistent with the results given by the Phoenix system.

"The top three votes for the Senator Wertland election are:

"De Sank 43.7%, Ned: 18.9%, Walker: 11.7%
"De Sank was finally elected as Witland's new senator with an overwhelming support rate, becoming the youngest senator among the incumbent senators. MP.

"It is worth noting that this election for the senator has completely different election results from the approval rate survey. In the reports of the major polling companies beforehand, until the day of the election, Desanke's approval rate was not higher than 20%, but the actual results have greatly exceeded the estimates of these surveys.

"Because of this, some supporters of Ned believe that Desank's vote is not real and is manipulating the vote.

"However, we can easily see the root of the problem. You can see from this data table that the number of voters who have the right to vote in Wetland is about 1376 million.

"With such a large voter base, in previous mid-term elections, the number of voters who actually participated in the mid-term elections has remained at about 350 million, and the turnout rate was only about 25%.

"In fact, the previous senators were all elected by these 25% of the people, and the voters who are keen to vote mainly live in Saint-Root and North Witland, two districts with better economic conditions and less population.

"Therefore, when major polling companies conduct support rate surveys, in order to get closer to the real situation in previous years, their intelligent algorithms will weight the support rates of these two districts to increase the support rate of these two districts in the overall support rate. proportion.

"So the approval rate surveys issued by these companies are not really raw data.

"The election situation this time has changed dramatically. Compared with previous elections, the total number of votes has increased by more than 40%, reaching 500 million votes, and the turnout rate has reached 36%.

"Vitland This is the first time in nearly 50 years that turnout in a midterm election has exceeded 35%.

"Almost all of the 150 million additional votes came from the Plant and Ernst districts with the largest population, but the turnout rate in previous years has been very low, and most of these votes were cast for Desanque.

"This made De Sank like a dark horse, breaking people's inherent cognition and being elected as a senator with an absolute advantage."

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The top floor of Huiermei Medical Building, the board meeting room
The old man sitting in the chairman's seat turned off the TV, turned his head to look at the other people sitting at the conference table, and said slowly, with a hoarse and slow voice, "What do you think?"

"We lost a senator, but it doesn't mean anything, senators are allocated according to the city, and the senators of other cities are still in our hands. Our position in the federal parliament will not be weakened too much. , and Desanck, a single senator, can't do anything in Congress."

A middle-aged man sitting on the old man's left said quickly.

The old man glanced at him, did not comment on his reply, but looked at the board members in other seats.

"It's a bad trend,"

Another man sitting in the middle said slowly,
"The majority of people who should have been silent are no longer silent. If there is the first one, there will be the second one. This is Witland, where we have been operating. The situation is actually much better than other cities. If the same thing happens in a small Cities, not just in the midterm elections but in the mayoral elections, will subject the market we've acquired to the unknown."

His face was indifferent, "We must find a way to warn people who come later that Desanc's path will not work, and it will not work."

The old man narrowed his eyes and did not reply, but continued to look at other people.

"It's true that a single senator can't do anything, but DeSancke is different," he said.

Another old man sitting on the right side of the old man said hoarsely, "His election did not come from our support, but from the people who supported him, that is to say, he has appeal in Wetland, and these Appeal can be turned into a weapon to affect the situation at any time."

He paused, "Wells is dead, Qunxing Pharmaceutical doesn't answer our calls, and the matter of the genetic medicine may have been leaked."

Hearing these words, the old man sitting in the chief seat slowly opened his eyes a little bit. He turned his head little by little, and looked at the city under the rain curtain through the huge French windows.

All eyes in the conference room were on him.

He watched the raindrops splashing on the window, speaking slowly,

"The storm is coming."

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A bouquet of white flowers was placed in front of a brand-new headstone, and the wind in the cemetery stirred the wine-red locks of her hair.

"It's been raining a lot lately."

"It's spring, that's right."

"Do you want to see the senator's inaugural speech tomorrow?"

"What's so good about a senator's inaugural address, isn't it every year?"

"This time is different, you don't know, this time DeSank is different from everyone else, and it is said that he will say something in his inaugural speech that can be relevant to us."

"Are you bragging? What question can be relevant to both of us?"

Pedestrians who came to pay homage hurriedly passed behind Haixi.

The breeze blows over the carved tombstones and the brand new photos on the tombstones.

The person in the photo looks forward gently and firmly, watching the world he once loved.

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(End of this chapter)