Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

On Qinglong Street, the main eastern street that runs from south to north, the neon lights on every store are constantly flashing, and the whole street becomes extremely lively at night.

The light and shadow screens in many stores directly show pictures of women with beautiful makeup, sexy clothes, and enchanted eyes, as well as pictures of some strong and handsome men wearing only a pair of underwear, as well as the layout of the store. While scrolling, price lists for some items will appear from time to time.

Ordinary drinks, the cheapest liquor is 20 yuan a cup, beer is 10 yuan, some snacks and snacks are at least 5 yuan a plate, and some bartenders are more expensive, at least 50 yuan a cup. If you want a man or woman to accompany you in a small private room, , starting at at least 300, and there are many special services with a wide variety of prices, ranging from 200 to several thousand.

The center of the street is blocked by a strip of small shops, all of which have facades on both sides. There are lanes leading past every 10 shops.

Many men and women were chatting and laughing, and gathered at the entrance of some nightclubs, many of them talking about prices. In the middle of the street, many men and women gathered at many adult products shops, choosing things.

Michelle swayed slightly, but still walked very steadily. She tried her best to restrain the physical disorder caused by alcohol, and walked with some difficulty. This was her first time on this street, but her younger brother Mitchell was on this street. of regular customers.

What Michelle didn't understand was why Jean brought her to this street, but her thinking was a little slow at this time. Michelle had tried wine before, but after drinking it once, she had no idea about this kind of thing in her heart. The items are classified as hazardous materials and have not been touched once in more than ten years.

This best night street in the Brilliant City began to appear more than 30 years ago. There are many nightclubs in her home on this street. Michelle is disgusted with all this in her heart. She does not understand that many people often What's the point of coming to this place late to throw money? Not only does it not do any good to the body, but it may also increase the financial burden.

But this street is so popular. Michelle once proposed to carry out rectification and crackdown on this street, but Locke refused. Many shops on this street participated in this black market transaction, and they helped to sell some The black money was laundered, but it is still in business today. The biggest boss behind this street is the family.

Section 5 did not launch a search here. At this time, two members of Section 5 were not far away. One of them, with his shirt unbuttoned, was standing drunkenly in front of a stall talking and laughing with a little girl. The other was sitting directly in the stall. On the table in front of the stall.

"You two, stand still and put on your uniforms. Tomorrow, let your section officer submit a report to the General Affairs Section that you two did not wear your uniforms correctly during patrol and had a sloppy attitude. I want to see it myself!"

Following Michelle's roar, the two people from Section 5 hesitated for a while, then looked over, but still laughed, but immediately they seemed to be scared out of their wits and hurriedly sorted themselves out. After taking off your clothes, immediately stand up straight and salute.

"Secretary-General, Lord Jean!"

Michelle's eyes widened, and her anger seemed to be getting more violent due to some unknown factor. She stood up directly, and Gene grabbed Michelle and pulled her over, smiling at the two of them. A staff member who was trembling with fear returned the favor.

"Sorry, she drank tonight. Just pretend what she just said never happened. You've worked hard! Don't get drunk."

Gene said, dragging Michelle away, and the two of them still stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing Lord Jean?"

Michelle turned her head with a cannibalistic look, but her head was immediately pulled back by Jean's hands. Seeing Michelle's blood boiling, Jean sighed helplessly, and then stopped.

"Take a rest and drink some water. I'm a little hungry. How about some noodles!"

"Lord Jean, you are here again. What do you want to eat tonight?"

The noodle soup girl greeted Jean warmly when she saw him, but when she saw Michelle, she felt a little surprised.

"I want seafood flavor, how about you! Miss."

Michelle saw that this was when Gene came to this street to find the three persons in charge of Sanlian Company, he had brought her here once before. Last time it was an old man who was running noodle soup.

"No need, just water!"

"Please give this lady some clear soup noodles."

Michelle frowned, and the girl started to do it awkwardly. Gene brought a glass of warm water to Michelle. At this time, Michelle felt really uncomfortable in her stomach and couldn't eat at all.

"It would be better to have something to eat, miss."

Gene took out a cigarette, lit it, took a pleasant drag, and then started chatting with the girl.

Only then did Michelle know that the old man had died of illness. She was the granddaughter of the old man. She worked as a waiter in a restaurant during the day and sold noodles on this street at night. Because the family owed a lot of money, but recently because of this The reason why the street allows them to open a shop is that they have to pay back a large part of the money they owe, most of which are the medical expenses of grandfather and the medical expenses of mother who can only stay at home due to illness.

"Not bad, keep working hard, I will come to eat noodles every night!"

Jean said with a smile. Although there was no emotion on Michelle's face, she still agreed in her heart to eat a bowl of noodles at this time. A bowl of noodles costing 3 yuan was really too much for her. Cheap, but for that girl, maybe there is hope.

After a while, Gene came over with two bowls of noodles, placed the clear soup noodles in front of Michelle, and started eating by himself.

"I have a big appetite, especially at night. If you can't finish it, don't force it, I will help you finish it."

Michelle took a sip of the soup. It tasted really good, but she still didn't like to accept such nutritionally unbalanced food. It was mixed with many high-quality taste agents on the market, and the taste was a bit strong.

Michelle's head was still a little dizzy, but after eating a few mouthfuls of noodles, her stomach felt a little more comfortable, but she still couldn't eat. After Gene finished the soup, he took Michelle's Start eating the noodles.

"The stalls on this street are actually illegal."

Gene said something after putting down the bowl. Michelle looked at him doubtfully and he smiled.

"Hindering the overall operation of the street!"

Michelle immediately said that she remembered that after the bill was passed, the stalls listed in the document were all targeted at nearby residents, and a large number of signatures from nearby residents were collected.

It is true that the items sold at the stalls here are extremely cheap on the upper floors. Most items do not exceed 10 yuan. In fact, many people who go to nightclubs will go to the stalls to eat when they go out. Not eating expensive food in a nightclub.

Being able to collect so many signatures from several major districts that Qinglong Street runs through makes Michelle feel extremely incredible.

"I helped Ji Mo and brought people here every night to collect from door to door, so I was able to skip the district councilors."

Gene said, holding up the noodle bowl and continuing to drink the clear soup.

"I'm sorry, Master Jean. I'm not a child anymore. Please don't use such childish methods. I have made it very clear about our family's affairs and my position is the same."

Michelle wanted to get up, but she was still a little dizzy, but her consciousness was much clearer, and she seemed to be more awake than before.

Gene smiled and nodded, then looked at the little girl at the noodle stall.

"Xiaoxia, give me another piece of acacia beans!"

After a while, a plate of crispy fried beans coated in meat powder was brought over by Jean. Jean took a bottle of wine and placed the beans evenly on a delicate small plate, big and small. The small beans come in several colors.

"Take one and see. It's very good."

"No need!"

Gene smiled helplessly and unscrewed the bottle, took a sip and lit a cigarette.

"I often eat and drink alone at these stalls at night, sometimes on the lower floor, sometimes on the middle floor, but recently I often come to the upper floor, at the stalls on this street, this noodle stall."

At this time, Xiaoxia was greeting the customers opposite, smiling happily. It seemed that because of Jean, there would always be some passing female customers sitting down at the noodle stall every night, and they would sit down next to Jean. , Gene would chat with these guests from time to time.

Michelle took a sip of warm water and stared at Jean seriously.

"I often run to some familiar stalls because I am personally nostalgic. Do you think that girl is happy?"

Michelle looked over sideways and nodded slightly.

"That's enough. It's good that I can see these. The same goes for this small noodle stall. The old man went there a while ago, but I saw his granddaughter taking his place. Because such a stall It was not easy to get the right to operate. Everyone cherishes this opportunity. This place will be closed one by one until 4 o'clock in the morning. Some people who live far from home can only sleep in the shop and wait. When I go back early the next morning, this girl will close her stall at 5 o'clock every night, sleep until 7:40, and then take the subway to her place of work."

Gene looked at Michelle with a smile and continued to eat beans.

"Is it any different from you? Michelle."

Michelle looked over for a moment. Xiaoxia had just finished her work and huddled up under the shop. As she huddled down, she saw the girl's tiredness.

"She only sleeps 5 to 6 hours a day. She takes a nap after lunch and another nap before coming over in the afternoon. I once asked her if she continued like this, her health would be bad, but she said that she was still young, and If the store is gone, mother's medical expenses will not be paid. It's very similar to your working method, isn't it? Never consider yourself."

"I'm sorry, Lord Jean, she and I are... different!"