Chapter 996: Jinghua Murderer
"Hey, sir, what's your name? I can't always call you. β
The little black girl looked around at this 30-square-meter standard underground low-rent house for immigrants. Neat and tidy at all not like a place where a bachelor lives. This strange man is like a serial killer in a horror movie, neat, silent, and indifferent as if he doesn't belong to this world.
"You can call me Lao Li. "Men cherish words like gold.
"You don't want to know what my name is?" said the little black girl after waiting for a moment, "My name is Safina." β
"I'll cook now, you can eat together, and if you're still afraid of the NightClan's revenge, you can stay here until tomorrow morning. β
"Otherwise, I'll pay you. The little black girl took out a few coins from her pocket, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Forget, this money is also yours." β
The man skillfully prepared the dinner, and the fragrance wafted soon.
The little black girl said that she didn't want to eat it at first, but now she craned her neck and looked forward to it.
"Lao Li, are you from Dongying Province or South Korea Province?" Safina looked at the man's prepared meal, and said to herself: "You Orientals all look similar, and I can't tell what is the same clan or the Goryeo tribe." β
"Twenty years ago, the authentic descendants of Yan and Huang could slap you with a big mouth. The man seemed to be in the mood to chat, and added, "I'm not an immigrant." β
"You're not an immigrant, you still live in an immigrant low-rent house?" Safina looked at the man in surprise, incredulous: "This house is not easy to apply, there are 20 million immigrants in the capital, and more than half of them are homeless immigrants who have no temporary residence index, and it will take several years to apply for an immigration low-rent housing index." He added: "Also, what you just said is not right, the Chinese civilization is an important part of the earth's civilization, and we are all the heirs of the Chinese civilization, because the common cultural beliefs have gathered in this great country, and even the government has said that the world is in harmony, civil rights are supreme, and no one is allowed to engage in racial discrimination, and no one is allowed to engage in racial discrimination, and no one is allowed to engage in isolation in behavior and thought." β
Eight years ago, the Chinese Civilization Alliance was established on the basis of the former republic and became one of the three global superpowers. In order to attract other countries in the civilization circle to join, from the establishment of the establishment of the country vigorously advocated the unity of the world, advocated the supremacy of civil rights, and resolutely declared war against racism, in the following years, Vietnam, Dongying, Goryeo, Singapore and other nine countries successively announced to join the alliance and became one of the provinces under the alliance.
The nine newly joined provinces are militarily and politically integrated in the federal system and economically independent and self-governing.
In principle, citizens of the Union may live in any province within the Union without restrictions.
Political integration allows the country to have more strategic resources and depth.
But at the same time, regional differences have brought many contradictions, and many young people who are not satisfied with the status quo prefer to choose to pursue the value of life in several large cities in the central area of the alliance. In order to cope with the huge wave of immigration, the central government has a strict immigration control system for several highly populated cities such as Beijing, Shenzhen and Shanghai.
In order to facilitate management, in addition to creating an electronic immigration information file for every migrant who enters the city, a huge underground migrant apartment has been built deep underground in the city. It is reserved for immigrants from outside the provinces to settle down.
Although war has become a recognized forbidden area for civilizations in all countries of the world, the devastating fusion weapon is still a sharp sword hanging over the head of mankind. In response to possible threats, all three alliances are developing high-energy shield technology and are ready to respond to unpredictable crises.
This kind of thing will always give priority to the big cities that are the political and economic centers. As a result, after the alliance was formed, wealthy people from other provinces flocked to cities they thought were safer, pushing up urban housing prices. Especially after the Tokyo incident broke out a year ago, millions of Union citizens were wiped out of the world overnight, and the housing prices in several major cities of the Union have increased to an exaggerated level, and ordinary people simply want to reach it.
In the context of such times
Standardized, only 30 square meters of low-rent housing for immigrants seems inconspicuous, but it is the most sought-after scarce resource in the city. There are countless young people like Safina sleeping on the streets of the city. These young people dress neatly for work or school during the day, and at night they become urban wanderers, and public places such as subway stations and intercity high-altitude rail transfer points are their homes.
Applying to the government for low-cost housing for immigrants is definitely out of reach in Safina's eyes. That's why she was so surprised and indignant.
"It's not as hard as you think. The man handed a pair of chopsticks to Safina and said, "In this country, you can't do things without following the rules, and you only know that you can't follow the rules, you have to be in line with the policy, and you have to have a strategy." β
Safina took the chopsticks, skillfully took a bite of the dish and put it in her mouth, and after tasting it carefully, she couldn't help but praise: "Lao Li, your cooking skills are amazing!"
"You use your chopsticks well, and you don't speak with a strong accent. β
"I'm from Indonesia, I'm of mixed MΔori and Mongolian descent, I originally lived in the Lion City, and after my parents divorced, I followed my mother back to China. Safina said, "The reason why I was called Safina is because of my mother's last name. β
"I don't really see it. The man seemed to be infected by her cheerfulness, smiled rarely, and quipped, "Your father's genes are stubborn enough." β
"That's all black people do. Safina didn't care much about the man making fun of her father, and said with hatred on her face, "He's just a fool bastard who ruined my mother's life and hurt me." β
"No matter how hateful it is, after all, I gave birth to you, so you don't have to hate it if you don't love it. "The man was a little standing and talking without a backache.
"That's right, my mother often persuades me like this, and says it's all fate. The little black girl nodded open-mindedly, and her anger seemed to be greater than her resentment.
The man smiled again: "That's it, believe me, as long as the conditions allow, there is no father in the world who does not love his children." β
"It's as if you're from the past. Safina stared at the man's young face, a face shrouded in mist, looking very young, with no trace of age at all, except for the deep, dull eyes that seemed to have read all the vicissitudes of life.
The man stopped paying attention to her and bowed his head to eat. He ate at a slow pace, and in the end he didn't eat much, but he did a lot.
"Lao Li, you just said that it is easy to get such a low-rent house, I didn't understand that sentence, can you tell me how you did it?" Safina ate the meal, fully demonstrating the difference between the appetite of young people and middle-aged people.
"Simple, you first have to have a status that meets the Immigration Affordable Housing Use Convention. The man looked at her with a smile.
"I'm definitely qualified for this, I'm half Chinese blood, and I have to go a little further according to the prescribed scoring system. The little black girl said: "But do you know how many homeless immigrants outside have a higher rating than me?"
"The person in charge of this in our neighborhood is a white Kazakh named Talia, and her husband is a chef who works at the main store of Zhonghua Building. The man looked at the little black girl, remembered some past events, and suddenly had a whim, and continued: "I just walked through his back door and relied on the pillow wind to do this." β
"Oh. Safina was a little disappointed and said, "But I don't have anything, and I don't have any way to know the person you're talking about." β
"What do you do?"
"I was supposed to be in school, my mother worked in Erlizhuang, resting during the day and working at night, and we couldn't afford to pay the rent, so we had to be vagrant immigrants. Safina made a gesture you know. He added: "I was targeted by a few Night Clan people a few days ago, and then I couldn't continue my studies. β
Erlizhuang is a famous place of lights and wine. The function is similar to the eight major alleys in the late Qing Dynasty.
"You can stay with me for the time being. The man got up and said, "After eating, I'll go out and find another place."
Night. β
Safina was stunned for a moment, licked her lips, and said seductively: "Actually, you don't have to leave, I'm willing to pay for the meal and overnight expenses in other ways." β
"I was also a father. The man was unmoved, stood up, and said, "You can clean up the rest, lock the door, and I will go out for a walk, and I will not come back before ten o'clock tomorrow morning." β
On Wangfu Street, outside the main entrance of the Jizhen Taoist Medical Center, a man 100 meters away stopped in the shade of a tree across the road.
The lights in the medical hall are bright, and a new Hongqi maglev courtesy car is coming and stopping slowly, and those who are familiar with the people in the rich circle of Beijing know that this is the exclusive car of Zhou Ping, the owner of Zhonghualou Restaurant Group.
As soon as the door opened, Zhou Ping stepped out of the car, shrunk his neck, and the person behind him immediately put on a coat for him.
"Mr. Zhou, why do you have to talk about this little matter in person. A man in a long shirt stepped out of the co-pilot seat and came to Zhou Ping's side, with a courteous expression: "I really convinced you this time, what is dedication, what is it called to bow down in person?"
"It's only this time that you convinced me, so you weren't convinced by the previous times. Zhou Ping said very facelessly.
The man in the long shirt was suddenly embarrassed, forced out a smile, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou has always been so humorous, otherwise how would I love to follow you." β
"Are you here?" Zhou Ping asked, interrupting his sycophants.
"Yes, the brethren have been watching as you commanded. The man in the long shirt said: "Mr. Zhou, I have to remind you, these two women are really beautiful, but it's not easy behind them, a big man has said hello to me, let us remove the people who are watching." β
"Big shot?" Zhou Ping smiled: "How big is it?"
"Mr. Ye. The man in the long shirt said: "The big boss of Jingxi Fenglin Evening seems to have been the director of the special investigation office before. β
"It's the deputy director. Zhou Ping paused, scratched his head, and said, "But what you said is right, Ye Hong is really a big man, this matter is a bit interesting, you can consider taking a look first." Then he turned and walked back to the car.
"Mr. Zhou, aren't you going to touch it?" the man in the long shirt leaned over and asked.
Zhou Ping stopped his body and looked at him suspiciously, with a cold tone in his doubtful tone: "Old Peng, your words today seem to be a bit much?"
As soon as the words fell, the man in the long shirt had already made a bold move! His arm didn't move, but it was indeed a shot, and two mechanical arms suddenly shot out of his long shirt, hitting Zhou Ping's chest unexpectedly.
Zhou Ping was suddenly attacked, and he was caught off guard and flew out. The windbreaker on his body tightened and swelled at that moment, and Zhou Ping's whole person was like a big leather ball, floating far away and then bounced off the ground.
"Aren't you Lao Peng?" Zhou Ping quickly stood up from the ground, and asked with an angry face, "Who are you?"
The man in the long shirt took off his long shirt unhurriedly, revealing the armor full of expensive Rydman nanoalloys, and two long knives were generated on his metal arm, and said, "Of course I'm not Peng Jiankang, Zhou Ping, you are still going to be a fool." β
"You want to kill me, but it's not that easy!" Zhou Ping unbuttoned the electronic button of his trench coat, but he seemed to just want to relax, and he didn't mean to make a move. The young man in charge of driving the car got out of the car and stood sideways in front of him.
Dang!
The man in the long shirt suddenly shot out and stabbed straight to Zhou Ping's heart, but was blocked by the young driver, and forcibly blocked the long knife.
"It turned out to be a friend from the South Asian subcontinent. The young driver showed his shiny metal arms and flexed his stance ready to fight.
The man in the long shirt didn't seem ready to continue attacking, and he suddenly whistled at the sky.
Under the shade of a tree a hundred meters away, the man who was watching the excitement sighed softly.
A huge black shadow fell from the sky, violently stomped on Zhou Ping's military-grade bulletproof car, waved his arm, and the furry giant spirit went straight to the young driver to grab it ()
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