Zombies don't need to rest

Looking at the vehicles passing by on the street, Jiang Yang smiled and said, "I don't know if Captain Wang wants to change jobs."

In the office of the General Guard, Wang Zhuang was stunned when he heard the "small matter" Jiang Yang said.

He took a deep breath and asked softly, "What does Mr. Yang mean?"

Jiang Yang turned around and looked at the colorful flag that had just been hung at the door of the dilapidated bungalow.

With a light leap, he jumped off the 20-meter-high roof, and his voice was clearly transmitted to Wang Zhuang's ears amidst the howling wind.

"The Director of the Student Affairs Department of the Federal Police Academy will retire this month, but the next successor has not been determined yet. I wonder if Captain Wang has any thoughts on this position."

Landing on the ground smoothly, Jiang Yang walked towards the bungalow.

The sound of Wang Zhuang's panting from the receiver made him smile and take the phone away.

The panting sound of a man, and an older man at that, is really the ugliest sound in the world.

Wang Zhuang's voice sounded a little hoarse.

He used a way that was almost roaring, but forcibly restrained his voice and asked: "If what Mr. Yang said is true, then from now on, I will unconditionally agree to any request you have."

Office with closed doors.

Wang Zhuang's eyes were a little red.

The Federal Police Academy is his alma mater.

As the most important training base for police officers in the entire Pan-Asian Federation, although the administrative level of this school is not particularly high, no one dares to ignore it.

Because although each base city also has its own police academy.

But only this school directly belonging to the federation, its students have the opportunity to enter the federal guard, or the high-level guards of the base city.

I think I was lucky enough to be admitted because I practiced hard and desperately since I was a child.

Later, relying on this tenacity, an old director who was about to retire said casually: "This student is not bad."

Since then, the instructors have paid more attention to themselves.

It was also because of such an opportunity that he was able to get to where he is today.

If he hadn't come to Base City No. [-] to meet Guo's family, he would have been ambitious to see if he could enter the Federal Guard.

Who knew that during the nine years here, she had completely changed her appearance.

Now, I, who just escaped the tax audit and has no hope of promotion, have the opportunity to go back to school to take charge of student work?

He was panting violently, and at the same time he was carefully listening to the voice on the receiver.

But it was beyond his expectations.

Jiang Yang just said flatly: "If the content of your transaction is to agree to my request unconditionally, then I'm sorry Captain Wang, I'm afraid I can't deal with you for this business."

Wang Zhuang froze suddenly, and his breathing returned to normal.

He stood in his office and looked at the city outside the window, and asked cautiously: "Then what does Mr. Yang want?"

Jiang Yang came to the door of the dilapidated bungalow, looked up at the colorful flag and said: "What I need is a business partner who has his own judgment and ideas, and can also understand the current federal operating rules. The most important point is Yes, he can solve problems independently as much as possible."

He sat on the steps of the door with a smile, looked at the sky above his head and said, "I don't know if Captain Wang is such a person."

He has obtained Wang Zhuang's resume.

He has a good impression of this kid who climbed up step by step by relying on his own efforts and ability, and fell into the deep pit of the Guo family and didn't sink too deep. He just took some money and helped with some small jobs.

On the other side, Wang Zhuang also calmed down after hearing these words.

He really didn't expect that the mysterious Mr. Yang's request would be like this.

After a quick thought, he suddenly asked seriously, "Mr. Yang, can I ask you a question?"

Jiang Yang said, "Of course."

Wang Zhuang took a deep breath and asked the doubts that had settled in his heart for nine years: "In Mr. Yang's opinion, is our approach correct?"

Jiang Yang suddenly smiled: "If we follow the correct approach you think, will the world be better?"

Facing the question he threw back, Wang Zhuang remained silent.

In the past nine years, he has witnessed what the Guo family has done, and the people in this city who are struggling to survive.

Even he had more or less participated in it, and became an accomplice to the Guo family's further "education" of the people.

But when he turned to the federal news when he was sleepless in the middle of the night, he suddenly realized that from the beginning to the end, Guo Wen's actions had not broken the federal law.

Federal law says workers should be paid.

As a result, the people in Base No. [-] City can afford the nutrient solution to maintain their lives.

Federal law requires workers to be insured.

Therefore, the people in Base City No. [-] have to pay part of their small wages to the insurance company in order to get a job.

The federal law also says that education and medical services should be provided to workers.

Therefore, Base No. [-] has a school where tuition is free, but everything except tuition is charged.And hospitals that can treat diseases without spending a penny, but need to wait in line for half a year to see a doctor.

Federal law stipulates that the death penalty is not allowed, and prisoners must be educated through labor.

So Guo Wen turned the factory into a prison, and sent people to prison to work through strict to somewhat excessive law enforcement.

It was only after he came to Base No. [-] that he realized why the prices of the products produced here were sometimes lower than those from the zombie factory.

Because the zombie factory needs to pay the zombies wages.

Here, the labor cost is only to feed prisoners a nutrient solution every day.

Did Guo Wen's actions violate the law?

No, he has always been within the framework of the rules.

But will it be okay if it goes on like this?

Wang Zhuang said slowly: "But Mr. Yang, as far as I know, some of the businesses you do in Crystal Palace have seriously violated the law."

Jiang Yang smiled and replied: "So they died, a total of 860 people, they were sent off by means of violating the rules, and they will never have the opportunity to participate in this game again. But if they follow the rules, these people will Get caught in jail, pay a bail fee that’s not a lot of money for them, come back and continue their previous business until the next time they get caught, or never get caught.”

Someone in the dilapidated bungalow behind him heard his voice and was about to come to open the door.

Jiang Yang stood up and said calmly: "Back to your question, our approach is wrong, but the result may not be certain. Sometimes we should pay more attention to the result than the process.

Of course, we can't just care about the result and ignore the process, so I said, I need a smart person, a smart person who can understand the rules and use them, and at the same time understand what he wants to do. "

When Si Haoxuan opened the door, Wang Zhuang's voice came from the receiver: "I understand, then please Mr. Yang."

At the same time, in the castle located in the city center, Guo Wen finally got the list of inspection teams.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the name on it: "Economic Investigation Corps, Chief of the Third Base City: Fan Junyu."

112 New Hope Mine

A small alley where the sun does not shine, dilapidated houses, a dozen gray-haired old people, a small bed in the middle of the house, and an old lady lying on it, relatives and children Standing silently inside, the shroud prepared in advance was placed on the table next to him.

This is what Jiang Yang saw when he walked into the room.

Si Haoxuan walked in front, and the voices of the two caught the attention of everyone in the room.

The old man's children didn't know Jiang Yang, but after seeing Si Haoxuan, one of the older people came over and asked, "Uncle, who is this?"

Si Haoxuan patted his hand: "This is your mother's acquaintance."

The old lady's son is also over 80 years old. Hearing this, he came over and shook hands with Jiang Yang.

There was some commotion in the room, and the dozen or so gray-haired old men were a little excited when they saw Jiang Yang, but they forcibly restrained themselves in Si Haoxuan's eyes.

Jiang Yang walked to the bed.

Looking at the old man lying on the bed, he gently held her hand that had experienced many vicissitudes.

This action made the old lady's eyes move.

When she saw Jiang Yang, she was stunned for a while, her muddy eyes began to become clear, she opened her mouth tremblingly, and asked in a breathy voice: "Teacher Yang?"

Jiang Yang nodded: "It's me."

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and the old man seemed to be revived suddenly, struggling to sit up.

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But in her current state, even if she tried her best, she could only slightly lift the back of her head off the pillow.

Jiang Yang stepped forward to hug her gently and said, "Long time no see."

The old lady looked at him fixedly, then lay back on the bed and looked sideways at her son, trembling and making a weak but serious voice: "Go out."

The children didn't know what happened, let alone Jiang Yang.

The old lady panted violently for a while and then made a clearer voice again: "You guys go out first."

Seeing this, the old man's son raised his head and looked at Si Haoxuan.

Si Haoxuan looked at the old lady who had focused on Jiang Yang's face again, and said in a low voice, "Go and rest first."

A group of people leave the room.

They still don’t know who Jiang Yang is.

But they saw that after they left, the old man on the bed was crying.

A few people headed by Si Haoxuan had already surrounded Jiang Yang.

Their expressions were agitated, but they were forcibly restraining their emotions due to their respective physical conditions.

The door was closed tightly, and the people in the room finally couldn't bear it anymore.

They surrounded Jiang Yang and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yang, it's really you."

Jiang Yang nodded: "I came from the New Hope Mine, and it's pretty good there."

Si Haoxuan stood opposite him and looked at the old lady on the bed.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, I don't know if it was a flashback, but in this short period of time, her condition was actually much better than before.

Looking at the other people in the room, she said, "You guys also go out first."

The excited old people looked at each other.

Jiang Yang turned his head and said, "I'm going to stay here for a few more days, and I have something to talk to you about, so go out first."

Si Haoxuan took the lead to leave, and the old people followed him out of the room, turning their heads three times.

Only Jiang Yang and the old lady lying on the hospital bed were left in the room, and she barely grabbed Jiang Yang's hand with all her strength.

Instead of exchanging pleasantries, he said seriously: "According to the original plan, our contact key is iterated every six months, and the address book is replaced every five years. An accident occurred 38 years ago and it was replaced in advance. Now it is No Version .19, this generation of communications liaison officer is called Li Zhen, now in the second district, Si Haoxuan can find him."

Jiang Yang nodded: "I see."

After explaining the important tasks, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief.

Life is coming to an end and she doesn't have much strength to say anything more.

Just lying quietly on the bed without speaking, smiling and waiting for death to come.

Jiang Yang said: "I have already obtained the first-generation genetic modification medicine here. Although the effect is mediocre now, it can still allow you to live for two years longer."

The old lady shook her head slightly, smiled and said intermittently: "No, let me go."

After a while, she asked softly again: "Do you still have that potion, I want to talk to you."

Jiang Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a potion with blue fluorescence from his pocket.

Looking at the old man seriously, he said, "Have you thought about it?"

The old man blinked in confirmation.

Jiang Yang pulled out the shield at the front of the syringe, and gently punctured a blood vessel in the old man's neck with the needle.

The medicine slowly entered the blood, and even her neck had a faint blue fluorescence.

The weak breathing sound became steady, and when the fluorescence completely disappeared, she seemed to be back to health.

Jiang Yang put the empty syringe back into his pocket, patted the old man's hand and said, "You still have an hour."