Through the blockade guarded by the military, Lin Zihan appeared in the chaotic refugee area, full of gray-faced people, some of them had yellow faces and thin muscles, sunken cheeks, eyes were also sunken in their sockets, a pair of hands swayed weakly with the wind, dirty hair was covered with dust and debris, and chapped lips were already white.

Such a huge refugee area has never been seen in the north of Lin Zihan, the north is called the military territory, not only because of the military power, but also because of the war disputes in the north, various conflicts have broken out frequently, and the interests of all parties are complicated.

But even so, there are not many refugees in the north who have lost their living space due to war or animal tides, but it is the one with the fewest refugees among the seven realms.

"Give it to the one who stutters, please." Lin Zihan looked at the refugees who were leaning against the wall, and stretched out a hand that had long been dry and yellow to the people who passed by, the voice of pleading was like that of an old crow, and his eyes had already been dull due to lack of water, and the dirty tattered clothes on his body could no longer be seen as they once were.

Some children snuggle up in their parents' arms, and have no interest in playing at all, and they have no strength to play because of the lack of materials at the most innocent age.

A little boy stood alone at the intersection of the refugee area, blankly watching the people come and go.

That little boy Lin Zihan has seen, it is the outspoken little boy that Lin Zihan met in the refugee area last time, he is an orphan with no relatives, and he is also a person with a sense of justice, like the young Lin Zihan.

"Come here." Lin Zihan smiled and waved at the little boy.

The people around looked at the well-dressed man who appeared in the refugee area, and they didn't have a good feeling in their hearts, and some of them pulled the child next to them and pulled them into their arms, looking at the orphan sympathetically, with more indifference in their eyes.

Obviously, these people regard Lin Zihan as a human trafficker, but no one wants to come out to protect the little boy, and in this hungry refugee area, it is already the greatest luxury to be able to ensure that he survives.

"Is that you?" The little boy looked at Lin Zihan's face, and was not afraid, and said softly to Lin Zihan.

"Coo~" The little boy's stomach let out a painful cry, weakly declaring his hunger, the little boy scratched his messy long hair embarrassedly, he hadn't eaten a full meal for three days, the last time he ate was three days ago Emgrand's medical team came here, saw the little boy pitiful, and gave him a small bag of biscuits

"Hungry?" Lin Zihan took out a small box of delicately packaged cakes from his arms, waved them in front of the little boy, and motioned for the little boy to stretch out his hand.

Looking at the little boy's dirty hands, Lin Zihan carefully opened the package of the small cake, and then put the package and the cake into the little boy's hand.

What Lin Zihan didn't know was that the medical staff who let the little boy eat cookies last time was Wei Mengying, whom Lin Zihan hadn't seen for a long time.

"You're just like that big sister, you're a good person." The little boy gobbled up, wiped out the cake in less than a minute, touched his belly, squeezed out an innocent smile on his dirty face, and smiled warmer than the spring sun.

"Tell me, has the Security Bureau come to arrest anyone recently?" Lin Zihan stretched out his hand and touched the little boy's head, looking at the red mark on the little boy's neck, it was obvious that it was strangled by someone's neck, but it was not obvious after a long time.

"There have been a few times when people were arrested as soon as they came in, and many people were taken away without saying why." The little boy looked around vigilantly, Chen Ling had taught the little boy that when he saw those with guns again, he would run as fast as possible.

Refugees in the southern capital are the lowest level of existence, not even slaves, refugees who have fled from all over the country, without even identity, will be directly sent by the government to the refugee areas surrounded by high walls or power grids, for unified management, more precisely, captivity.

Without identity verification, these people are not even able to leave the refugee areas, nor can they find a job to earn a living, so they can only stay in isolated refugee areas, surrounded by disease and hunger, waiting for handouts from the government or relief foundations.

"The big brother told me to run when I saw them, or I would be taken by them and taken to a terrible place." The little boy said earnestly, his eyes still vigilantly staring at the door of the refugee area, for fear that someone would break in and take him away in the next second.

"Boom~" With a heavy roar, Lin Zihan saw a black heavy armored car driving in from the door of the refugee area, passing through the blockade of the iron fence, and coming to the periphery of the bustling crowd, eight armored vehicles were lined up at the intersection, blocking the only refugee area.

"They're here again." When the little boy saw the sign on the car, he hid behind Lin Zihan in fear, if it wasn't for Lin Zihan's hand holding the little boy, he would have run far away by now.

"It's okay, don't be afraid I'm here." Lin Zihan patted the little boy and said softly, he really didn't guess wrong, those wastes who couldn't catch themselves came to the refugee area to spread wild again.

Looking at the people who walked down from the heavy armored cars, Lin Zihan knew that these people were assigned by Zhang Zheng to appear here.

The soldiers got out of the car and stood at the intersection with loaded guns, and the refugee area became noisy and crowded for a while, and many people had already avoided the eyes of those people and walked towards the depths of the refugee area.

In the crowded refugee area, some people who still have physical strength will still walk around, hoping to find something to eat, and many more are already lying there, ignoring the appearance of those soldiers, after all, they have no strength to run around now, so they simply resign themselves to fate.

"You're waiting for me here!" Lin Zihan said to the little boy, and then walked straight to the soldiers in a row, his eyes full of anger.

"Who are you?" The soldier led by him watched Lin Zihan approach like this, stretched out his hand to stop Lin Zihan, and asked.

"Slap~" With a crisp sound, Lin Zihan slapped the man's face, and his palm slapped the corner of the helmet, which made his hand hurt, and also left a red patch on the man's face.

"You're looking for death!" As a member of the special service team, when did he ever suffer such a grievance in the refugee area, he looked at Lin Zihan and picked up the gun in his hand.

Lin Zihan unhurriedly put his hand into his coat pocket, took out a document from it, and blocked it in front of the person's gun, and the gilded imperial federal seal on the document made the soldier with the gun not pull the trigger.

"That's how you treat advisors to the Imperial Federation?" Lin Zihan roared loudly, looking at the soldiers in front of him. said arrogantly, how arrogant and arrogant that look should be, how rampant and rampant.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." When the soldier saw this document, he bowed his head and said, apologetic to Lin Zihan, no matter how arrogant the secret service is, it is also in the southern capital, and in front of the Imperial Federation, they are too insignificant.

"What, are you here to arrest the prisoner, or to arrest me?" Lin Zihan waved the document in his hand, and then put it in his pocket.

"We were ordered to arrest the suspect and bring him back to the Secret Service for interrogation." The soldier said with a smile at Lin Zihan, his eyes were more afraid.

"Catch the guy who broke into the Secret Service building last night?" Lin Zihan said lightly, looking at the neatly lined soldiers in front of him, he hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a meaningful smile.

"Advisor Jia, isn't it good for you to interfere in the affairs of the Nandu government like this?" Hu Quan slowly stepped out of the car sprayed with the logo of the Secret Service, looked at Advisor Jia in front of him, and did not show too much grovel.

"Director Hu?" Lin Zihan felt a little surprised that the director of the Water Affairs Bureau actually stepped out of the car of the Security Bureau, and seemed to be the person in charge of this operation.

"Advisor Jia, why did you come to such a filthy place." Hu Quan held a handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and looked around with disgust, his eyes full of disdain.

"What, I still have to report to you about my affairs?" Lin Zihan asked rhetorically, turned around and pulled the little boy on the side to go out.

"Consultant Jia, refugees can't leave the refugee area, none of them have been tested, in case they carry infectious diseases or something, then it's ......" Hu Quan took the first step to stop Lin Zihan, glanced at the little boy out of the corner of his eye, and patted Lin Zihan lightly on the shoulder with his left hand.

"This is the entrustment of a friend of mine to take care of this little boy." Lin Zihan looked at Hu Quan viciously, and was about to get angry.

"Then you have to act according to the law, if you are not at ease, come and see this little boy more." Hu Quan said with a smile.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Lin Zihan looked at Hu Quan's smiling appearance, and his heart was extremely angry, but he couldn't directly slap Hu Quan's face, so he could only endure Hu Quan, let him wave his hand, and the soldiers behind him began to arrest people wantonly.

Looking at those who were taken away, some were still shouting, some simply complied, and some began to struggle, trying to escape, but were knocked unconscious and dragged into the car.

This scene is the second time Lin Zihan has seen it, he has lost his last kindness to these wastes who can only take refugees, and tonight is destined to be a night that will be recorded in history.

"Advisor Jia, then let's go first." Hu Quan watched as the soldiers pressed the refugees into the compartment of the heavily armored car, handcuffed the refugees, and locked them in the closed compartment.

The soldiers lined up again, and the soldier who was slapped by Lin Zihan glanced at Lin Zihan viciously, his eyes full of pride.