"It's scary low price." Not long after Mark walked out, he commented on the Crimson Caravan's pay figures.

"As far as I know, the Crimson Caravan escort in New California will be paid at least 1,000 caps for completing a journey, which means that a single shipment of goods to and from is worth about 500-600 caps, and the price paid by the branch here at Hoover Dam is only half of this standard, even if it is a high-return order." Andy shrugged.

"Okay, but it can't be helped, they are the only caravans here that are still carrying out a large number of foreign trade, completely monopolizing the commerce of this area, and people have no comparison or choice." The two walked to the edge of the dam and looked at the majestic body of water below that was slightly green.

"I've always had a guess." Mark stretched out his hand and pointed to the surface of the water below the valley floor.

"The increasing pollution of water bodies is not actually caused by natural causes, and there is probably a conspiracy behind the sudden increase in pollution in the recent period."

"Conspiracy...."Andy held the guardrail and looked at the water below, if you throw a person down at this height, then when you fall to the bottom, I am afraid that the situation is not much different from falling on the concrete floor, not to mention that the water is rich in pollutants, I believe it will only be ten deaths.

"You're saying that there are people who are deliberately making the water bodies upstream of the Hoover Dam more polluted, so that old water purification facilities can no longer produce clean water that meets drinking standards.... It's not that easy to succeed in doing this, and even if it does, it will first cause harm to the entire city of Hoover Dam. If they still want to do this, it must be because there is enough motivation, and the motivation comes from profit, and the benefit that will be generated by the failure of the water purifier must come from the rapid increase in the people's demand for clean water in the short term, which makes the price of clean water skyrocket, so that...."He looked back at the still thriving store of the Crimson Caravan.

"The only one with a steady supply of drinkable water is the Crimson Caravan right now, right? When the water reserves are exhausted, it will be time for them to get rich. Mark nodded in agreement with Andy's reasoning.

"This is just a guess on my part, most people don't realize that the increase in water pollution is unusual, and their attention is all diverted by the failure of the water purifier. Many people have taken their resentment out of Otto, who is in charge of the water purification facilities in the central area, and the root of this tendentious sentiment is largely due to his status as a ghoul.... Luckily, he stayed in a relatively closed central area, surrounded by technicians who were willing to shelter him, otherwise I was really worried that some ultra-racist would attack him because they couldn't afford to buy water. ”

"Although the interests are clearly here, no one can find any evidence to prove it." Curious about the ghoul, Andy hurried there to take the elevator into the inner space near the Hoover Dam Dam while the only elevator from the top of the dam to the center had not stopped working too late.

The elevator ran slowly, sending the two to the central area, which is hundreds of meters away from the top of the dam. In the elevator, the two continued to chat.

"What do you think that Alice McClofty is like?" Mark pushed his glasses and pondered for a moment to give his summary.

"She must be from a civilian background, and the many ornaments on her body are gorgeous but too much, and I heard that she has always taken her work and career quite seriously, such a person can only climb up from the bottom of the Crimson Caravan with hard power. Those who really come from wealthy families will not be in this state if they are sent to such a marginal place, they will only indulge in their own bad hobbies and leave their business to their own devices. ”

"Of course, no big family would be willing to send their important heir to a dangerous and barren place like the Eastern Special Administrative Region to be the manager of a branch office."

"Alice McClofdy has been running her honest and hard-working persona, but I believe she's a friendly and gentle guy behind her.... It's worth dealing with with care. "The elevator box is running very steadily, and although it has been so long, it seems that the infrastructure left over from before the war is still impregnable.

"It doesn't sound like she's a good person to you." Andy looked at the pointer and it seemed like he was about to reach his destination.

"Of course, the more successful a person is in business, the more he fails in life, and the Crimson Caravan is already known for its shamelessness in the commercial field, and they are afraid that they will become even more lawless in this remote little place..... But even so, their armed forces are still not worthy of the NcR army, and if we can find enough evidence, we can fight them with the help of the army. The elevator door emitted a crisp beep, and as it opened, a new area of Hoover Dam City appeared in front of Andy's eyes.

Although it is inside the dam, it still looks very bright all around, the whole space is very large, and many of the shops are entangled with various neon signs, which forms a great visual impact for first-time visitors.

There are bends on the east side and a bend on the west side, and Andy speculates that the spatial structure here is the same as the shape noticed when looking down from the top of the dam, which is a zigzag space.

The elevator is in the middle, and there are two on the east and west sides that extend further south

The "street", of course, was not reconnected at the end. Closest to the elevator is a small detached shack with a sign that reads crookedly

The "Hoover Dam Downtown Police Department" seems to be a branch of the police station under Sheriff Ralph at the top of the dam, and since the dam crest is indeed separated by some distance from the central area inside the dam, it seems reasonable to have a branch here to deal with crime in a timely manner.

Although the police station in the dam crest area is no longer a large building, the central area in front of you is only half the size of the dam crest police station.

"Are there any rules here that are different from the above?" Andy was standing not far from the police station, and the door was closed.

"There are no rules, as long as you don't do it.... Compared to the dutiful Sheriff Ralph at the top of the dam, Deputy Sheriff Mitch Stiller, who runs the area, is not less talked about behind everyone's backs. Mark glanced at the door of the police station and continued.

"He's always advertised himself as an absolutely fair and just person, and he likes to talk about pomp and pomp, oh." As he spoke, there was a fierce fight not far away, and the door of the police station was pushed open soon after, and three Hoover Dam cops in ordinary police trench coats, led by a man dressed as a slender-faced sheriff with a tightly knit brow, quickly approached the place where the sound came from.

A strong man was riding on a thin man and throwing his fists violently, and the man who was beaten looked very pitiful.

Deputy Sergeant Stiller raised his revolver and shouted loudly at the brawny man.

"Stop your violence! Standing in front of you is the famous Sheriff Mitch Stiller! I'll count to three, and you must get up from this wretched man you are holding down at once and be interrogated by our custody! The strong man glanced at the pretentious deputy sergeant, and then chose to ignore him, waving his sandbag-sized fist and continuing to beat the poor thin man.

"Help me! I'm going to be beaten to death by him! The thin man in ragged clothes waved his arm at Sheriff Stiller for help, his face was bruised and bruised, as he had said, and if he beat him like this for a while, he would really die.

"One!" Stiller turned on the safety of the revolver and made a stance of being ready to shoot at any time, and a few policemen behind him, you look at me, I look at you, and finally just chose to stand behind Stiller and act as an atmosphere group for him.

"Two!" Stiller's brow was about to wrinkle, but the strong man still seemed to be unsatisfied.

"Three!" He gave an ultimatum, and even a few drops of sweat broke out on his face, but the revolver still didn't mean to shoot at all.

"I'm really going to shoot!" The strong man put away his fist and stood up, and the thin man on the ground had been beaten by him, and his face was covered with nosebleeds.

He shook his head and glanced defiantly at Sergeant Stiller, his expression looking very disdainful, and he didn't start talking until he spat at the thin man.

"Mitch Stiller! You incompetent fellow, I knew you wouldn't dare shoot! I ask you, what good things have you done every day with our taxpayers' money? Stiller paused, then recounted his exploits in a righteous tone.

"The security of the entire Central District is guaranteed because of my presence, no one is wandering around with a gun, and I, as the deputy sheriff of Hoover Dam City, am stationed in the Central District on the orders of Sheriff Ralph to maintain order here! It is a serious crime that you are committing violence against this innocent person now! The strong man touched his head and laughed sarcastically.

"Shit! You guy who only knows how to move your mouth, and if you can do it, you won't do it. That bastard on the ground is a habitual thief, only you don't know! Since every time someone reports to you, you think that you don't need to worry about such a trivial matter as stealing, then okay, today this guy dares to steal from Uncle Ben, and I will use my law to punish him well! What do you think people think of you? There are all kinds of pornography, gambling and drugs in Dusty's dirty shop, and I have never seen you to see it, do you think it's because of who is in the center of the area so smoky? Hum! If it weren't for Sheriff Ralph's prestige, you'd be doomed! The strong man erupted angrily, the other onlookers applauded, the police looked at each other, and Mitch Stiller, who bore the brunt of the attack, had a red and white face.

Unable to get off the stage, he hurriedly asked a policeman next to him to take the thin man on the ground for treatment, and then brought him back to the police station for interrogation, and turned his head back to the police station amid the ridicule of the people.

Among those who mocked, there were actually a few drunken NcR GIs.

"You see, it's like this." Mark said this, not surprised.