Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

Ran Zhi sat quietly by the window of the special ward of the hospital, while his wife was playing games with their two children.

The family had just had a sumptuous dinner. Ran Zhi was holding a glass of wine and looking at the noisy street scene outside. Although he was still a little unhappy in his heart, basically all the unpleasant things in the past had been wiped away.

"There are still many young people with backbone in this city."

Ran Zhi smiled. Everything that happened in the court yesterday was still vivid in his mind. The young lawyer named Pullman calmly responded to some of the slanders made by the other lawyer, and finally defeated the other lawyer with evidence. .

The court announced in court that the Zhang family would compensate Ran Zhi 1 million, plus 23 people involved in the incident who assisted and threatened Ran Zhi's family. Because they were not members of the family, their prison terms ranged from 10 to 30 years, especially The nine people who broke into Ran Zhi's home and violently treated his family were all sentenced to 20 years.

In recent years, with the escalation of some cases of assault on women in the city, the law has been very strict on such cases, with the maximum penalty being the death penalty.

Ran Zhi also knew what kind of trouble the young lawyer who helped him would encounter in the future. When he was being interviewed, someone from the Lawyers Association approached him.

After Ran Zhi just won the lawsuit, he planned to give 300,000 yuan to the lawyer, but he only charged Ran Zhi more than 500 yuan in legal fees.

"Just keep this money, Mr. Ran Zhi. I'm sorry for the tragedy that happened to you and your family. The only thing I can do for you is to make the perpetrators pay the price here."

Ran Zhi stood up, life would go on, and all the pain in the past should perhaps come to an end now. He looked back at his family behind him, and a warm feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Ran Zhi, who is now in his 30s, thinks back on the past grief of his young years. His idea of ​​mobile payment also failed. As the Hillman family fully launched mobile payment, Ran Zhi Thinking about it, he might as well continue making food and continue steadily. He just wants to enjoy the good life he has now.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, in the 88th District Hospital, five people outside Chris' ward stood up from the bench, and Wu Qun and Freya came back.

"Is it done?"

Freya nodded.

"The manager Jean I know told me that he will bring the best doctor in the city. Just let us continue to wait. How is his condition?"

Baozhen shook her head.

"Not very optimistic."

Freya personally took a look at the various values ​​​​on the instrument. They were all on the low side, lower than when she saw them at noon.

"By the way, did you receive a call from Eddie today?"

Lin Xiao asked, Wu Qun and Freya nodded, and the seven of them laughed.

"That guy just wanted to show off in front of us."

Wang Ying said, and the other six people nodded.

"We can't help him if he wants to show off. After all, he is now the richest man in the city."

Lin Xiao said bitterly, and several people sat down quietly. In the corridor of the hospital, it was quiet. No one spoke, because everyone didn't know what to say. The scene in the student union cadre room was worse than now. It's much more lively.

Confusion is a true reflection of the seven people now. The city's structure has begun to become more and more stable. They have no chance at all, or there is no strong pushing hand, or that hand does not exist at all.

Everything has returned to the starting point when they graduated, even worse than when they graduated. Chris's incident made several people completely sober.

"I feel that the voice of the city is getting weaker and weaker now, or that the right to speak has begun to be controlled by Congress, big families, big companies, and the news media."

At this time Pullman muttered something, and Freya suddenly stood up with a smile on her face.

"I decided that I wanted to devote myself to the medical profession."

The other six people were a little surprised for a while. Wu Qun smiled slightly, nodded and continued.

"Then I'll just focus on the food."

The other five people didn't know what the two were talking about.

"If you believe what I say, find a cause to join in. Words can sometimes be very powerful, or thoughts."

Freya said, and although the other five people were a little confused, they seemed to understand.

"In the past, there was a profession called social activists. They would deliver speeches in some public places, and use their speeches to inspire some people's consciousness of resistance to injustice, and finally slowly twist up these consciousnesses. These were twisted The awareness that arises can be very powerful.”

Pullman patted his purse.

"Indeed, there is still this way to go. What are our respective talents? What do you think?"

Wang Ying chuckled.

"We are very good at debating, or to put it more simply, talking heads. Do you still remember the internal debate competition for student union officials that we organized every week? What is our record so far!"

Pullman stood up.

"Of the 208 debates, I won the most, 35 times."

"I'm second, 31 times."

Wu Qun stood up, Freya smiled, with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"I did it 29 times."

Wang Ying stretched her body comfortably.

"I did it 26 times."

At this time, Lin Xiao said with a helpless smile.

"Me 25 times."

Beckinsale said somewhat unspeakably.

"You guys know how to talk, I did it 19 times."

Baozhen lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Me 14 times."

"That guy Eddie had 17 times, and the last one was Chris with 12 times."

Wu Qun said as he glanced at Chris in the ward. At this time, Baozhen, who had always been shy, stood up.

"I have decided that I want to resign, and then go look for those garment factories in the city that are on the verge of despair due to various injustices, like our family once did, and have no one to care about and can only wait to die. I can't let these people happen again." A tragedy like my brother’s.”

Lin Xiao raised his head and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

"Then I will go to the factory for a walk. Those workers who are used like slaves and the industry built with blood and sweat should not smell of blood and rust."

"There are lawyers like me who still have conscience in their hearts, but most of them are marginalized. The Bar Association's punishment game throws failed cases to these lawyers again and again. I can't stand it anymore. ."

Pullman said as he took out 30 cases from his wallet that the bar association had given him today that were 100% sure to be lost.

"The real estate industry is still in chaos. Most of the wealthy people's funds are constantly pouring into the real estate market. The economic bubble will only increase. I don't want most people to be unable to afford houses in the future and houses will become luxury goods."

In Wang Ying's memory, her uncle Wang Degui discussed this issue with her many times. Once the housing market turns into a luxury product, the city will be doomed.

Beckinsale raised his hand to his mouth and kept laughing.

"Then I will completely join the entertainment industry. Nowadays, the so-called entertainment association is just a fitness meeting for a group of upper-class old men and grandmothers. The young and pitiful flowers are withering. I have had enough of the film and television area and the entertainment industry shit. Same behavior.”

Then the seven people looked at Chris lying in the ward. He should choose a career in education, provided he could survive.

The confusion on the faces of several people had been wiped away at this time, and they sat down one after another. In their memories, everyone always played tricks on each other, and unknowingly, this became their strength.

Everyone knows what it takes to carry out social activities, find some partners who are willing to support their actions, continue to work in related industries across the city, and gradually increase their influence. Finally, they need to face industry associations. These industries Most of them are controlled by families, and only some top businessmen are eligible to join. They have already joined forces and control all walks of life in the city, and this trend is becoming more and more obvious.

There is still a lot of time, enough for everyone to work and carry out social activities at the same time. Only by constantly gathering strength can we finally break through all obstacles.

Time passed by, and at 10 o'clock in the evening, the seven people who were half asleep heard a sound of footsteps.

Da da da

In the corridor, a handsome white-haired man wearing a black uniform walked in, and Freya stood up excitedly.

"Mr. Jean, you are here."

The other six people also stood up and looked at the three people carrying tool kits behind Gene with excited eyes. One of them was wearing a black and white plaid suit, one was Frye who had been highly praised by lower-level doctors in the past year, and the other A younger kid, who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old at most.

At this time, more than 30 children, large and small, also came in one after another. Some people were a little surprised. Fry's main majors were internal medicine and psychiatry. Surgery was not his specialty. The other one was carrying a big bag. Freya recognized the man. He was more like a theoretical medical expert. He even made patients' conditions worse. He held nanomedicine theory all day long, which made many people find it annoying. Dr. Akimi.

"Didn't I say that I would bring the best doctor in the city?"

Pullman looked a little panicked, Gene smiled and exhaled a puff of smoke, and the more than 30 children who came behind him stood in a pile against the wall quietly with faces of joy.

"He is indeed the best doctor, I guarantee it with my status!"

As Jean said, Wu Qun looked at him doubtfully. It is true that this senior manager was qualified in terms of status, but he always felt that there was something unintentional in what he said. Freya nodded.

"I trust you Mr. Jean."

Huashen slowly opened the door to the room. At this time, Jean took out some machines and installed them in every corner of the ward. Then he placed a square machine with a convex crystal on the ground. Soon, the ward The picture in appears.

"Today is your first off-campus visit. Please watch carefully how the best surgeon in the city, Hua Shen, performs the surgery."

The seven people were stunned for a moment. They did not expect that the doctor who performed the surgery was actually a child of sixteen or seventeen years old. However, when the three people in the room started to prepare, they discovered that they were using medical equipment that the seven people had never seen before.

Huashen stood at the glass window and made an OK gesture to the seven people outside. He looked at the seven people seriously with a pair of sharp eyes.

At this time, the curtain was closed, and the three doctors on the light and shadow screen were already preparing. Huashen was in charge of the operation, Frye was in charge of the response, and Akimi was in charge of anesthesia and drug reporting, including numerical values.

The three of them had already looked at the patient's information when they arrived. Huashen had already thought about how to remove the masses that were obstructing the patient's compression without touching the patient's brainstem nerves.

Outside the ward, an older student, Marcus, looked at everything seriously, raising his hands as if he was studying. Although he could not perform surgery, he was very interested in medical treatment.

The students who came here all came forward on their own initiative and were interested in medical treatment, so Gene brought them here.

"It must be completed in a maximum of 15 minutes without any mistakes. Every extra minute will increase the patient's probability of death. Doctors, please remember this."

Huashen said, putting on two gloves, and Frye and Akimi also started their respective tasks.

For the seven people who had never seen this kind of medical equipment, the operation in front of them surprised them, and the surgeon, who was only sixteen years old, surprised them even more. There was no trace of confusion in his eyes. The subcutaneous tissue on the back of Reese's brain that had been cut was very accurate.

The seven people also understood that this light was a scalpel, used for cutting.

Time passed by, and Huashen put away his gloves.

"13 minutes and 43 seconds, the operation is over!"

"Vital signs dropped sharply!"

As Ajion spoke, he spoke out a series of numerical values. Fry, who had already prepared several drugs, took the needle and injected it directly into Chris's skin.

Chris's heart rate was still falling in a straight line. Hua Shen looked at the sutures and saw that there were no mistakes in his operation. He did not damage any nerves or even normal cells in the patient's body. Through the medical cells worn on the eyes, With the glasses, cells can be clearly seen, and the number of cells can be displayed on the inner screen of the glasses.

Frye and Akimi were still working hard, and Chris' heart rate was still dropping.

The seven people watching all this outside turned pale. However, when Chris' heart rate was at 19, it stopped abruptly. Then his heart rate began to slowly pick up, and other values ​​​​in his body also began to pick up.

"See, I said I would bring the best doctor in the city."

Freya pressed her mouth and tears kept flowing out. She couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart. She knew very well that Chris's condition was very dangerous. The other six people also made extensive inquiries during the day about the complexity of this operation. , and the probability of survival is almost zero.

After a while, Huashen and the other two people came out.

"We have done everything we can, and then it depends on his will to survive. As long as he survives tonight, he will slowly get better."

Huashen said, and Freya hugged him excitedly. Huashen seemed a little embarrassed. There were bursts of warm applause from all around. Frye took out some medicine.

"In the next six months, due to the compression of the cranial nerves, he is likely to suffer from hemiplegia, uncoordinated speech and limbs, slurred speech, etc. Take these medicines and remember to let him take them on time and recuperate. As long as this Half a year has passed and his health will slowly get better, I promise."

Akimi said with a smile.

"It's a pity that there is no more powerful nanotechnology now. Otherwise, he would not have any sequelae."

At this time, the seven people looked at Jean, who had been leaning at the door of the ward smoking, as if there were too many things they wanted to ask him.

"Follow me, if you have anything to ask, I'll be happy to answer the questions young people have!"

Gene then told Frye to keep an eye on the students, and took the seven people in the elevator to the rooftop of the hospital.

The wind was very strong and there was a coldness in the air. The seven people stood quietly behind Gene.

"Mr. Jean, are you a god?"

Pullman spoke first, and Gene smiled and shook his head.

"God? I'm just an older manager responsible for handling some things. I'm a human being! Not an illusory existence like God, because if I are really God, there should be no existence in this world that God cannot do. Problem solved, isn’t it!”

Jean tilted his head and looked at the seven people behind him. Freya nodded with a smile. At this time, the seven people bowed respectfully to Jean.

"Let me explain, Mr. Jean."

Freya said, and the other six people also nodded. Freya directly told Jean that from now on, the seven of them, including Chris who may wake up, will carry out their own social activities and the direction of their respective social activities. .

"What do you think Mr. Jean, our way."

"It's great, isn't it!"

Gene turned around and applauded the seven people, always with a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't be too anxious, young people, the road you have to go will be very long. In many cases, you may not even know what will happen in the next second, whether it will be sadness or joy, but I can tell you clearly that in the future there will be a congressman The political system was born, but how long it took, I can’t tell you now. Do everything you want to do. A city does not need a voice, a structure, and a system. I sincerely wish you Good luck to you young people."

Jean walked slowly in front of the seven people and took out a coin from his pocket. Everyone looked at the coin with some confusion. It was a little special. They had never seen it before. It had many years on it. Traces, but still shining with silver light.

"How about I make a bet with you young men?"

The seven people were a little surprised for a moment. Gene tossed the coin high, and all seven pairs of eyes looked at the slowly falling coin.

"Heads or words!"

In an instant, the seven people began to calculate the probability. Wu Qun and Freya both closed their eyes, recalling the number of times the coin flipped in the air and fell. However, in such a dark night, and the height at which the coin was thrown, the height when it fell was It’s hard to fully remember the intensity.

The other six people all looked at Freya, who stood up and looked at the coin that Gene was holding.

"It's Mr. Jean!"

As soon as Freya finished speaking, the other six people all breathed a sigh of relief, because in everyone's last memory, the light reflected from the side of the fallen words was more dispersed than the side of the human head.

Gene slowly opened his hand, and the result was correct, it was indeed a word.

"You lost Mr. Jean."

Freya shouted happily, Jean took Freya's hand and handed the coin into Freya's hand.

"Whoever wins in the end will get this coin, do you understand what I mean?"

Jean said, and several others nodded in an instant. Jean patted Freya's arm with only one hand.

"You will be a fine, beautiful lady for Her Majesty!"

Freya put away the coins with a smile, and then the others did not complain at all, because among the student union cadres at that time, Freya was comprehensive in all aspects, which they could not compare with, and many things were different. It was completed under the leadership of Freya.

"Where's the content of the lost bet!"

Jean walked to the rooftop, then turned back and said.

"What's the content of the bet? By the way, one day in the future, if you actually set foot there, how about we talk about the content of the bet!"

Jean said, pointing to the upper level of a large circle of lights in the night sky, located due east.

"You mean the upper level!"

"It's the dark place in the middle of the light strip!"

Jean said, and the seven people looked at the dark mountains in shock, which has always been the meeting place of the Congress, but recently the meeting hall of the Congress has been moved to District 1, and that place is just a desolate mountain.

"What's there? Mr. Jean, can you tell us a little bit?"

Gene smiled and tilted his head, looking at everyone.

"What is it! Maybe there is nothing, maybe there are candies, maybe it is not necessarily what you think in your heart, young people! The last thing I want to tell you is, don't forget, the purest part of your heart, no matter what When will this be your most precious treasure?"

Gene said, half-crouched and jumped up. The seven people ran over, but soon they only saw a light blue halo streaking over the dark city in the distance.

"I will keep this coin for now. What do you think?"

Freya said, pressing the coins in her pocket with one hand, and the other six nodded.

"In the end we will decide the winner, Freya, what are you going to do in the next year?"

Pullman asked.

"Of course we have to save money first. Without money, it will be difficult to support our own social activities."

Lin Xiao said, and others nodded.

At this time, at the top of a building, Gene stopped, overlooking the brightly lit city around him. He was extremely excited at this time. Hawke had already led people to pick up the students. Gene raised his head, Seeing those young people, what Jean thought of was Nabe and Kull. They had been carrying out social activities for nearly two years, but had little effect. In the end, they achieved nothing.

"Come on young people! One day, the future of this city will need to be shouldered by you. Ellie, it will be fine, everything will be fine. I will try my best to cultivate the best students, and the city It will also educate the best students, and when these students stand there, the city will truly be dazzling!"