Everyone in the Executive Bureau thought they could see a lose-lose situation.
It could have been.
Until the man sitting on the street eating a smoothie stood up.
How dare you stand up so obviously under such circumstances.
Either he is brainless or he is really awesome.
The people in the Executive Bureau were more inclined to the former, until they heard the man say two brief words.
"order!"
Just two words, neither salty nor bland.
A very common, very common word.
It penetrated the hail of bullets and echoed in the streets.
The guys from the slums looked at each other, as if something deep in their memory had been awakened.
That memory is not that recent.
It was as if that man left just yesterday. Before leaving, he asked everyone to name his daughter and promised that he would definitely come back.
Then he never came back.
The last time they saw that man's appearance was on the TV news.
The content of the news is a car accident involving a couple.
What that man left behind in the slums was not only peace, but also those two words in his room.
Later, any newcomers who had just joined would go to that room to pay homage, and everyone could see the two hanging "orders."
"It was so chaotic that I forgot about order."
Lu Wen did not deliberately amplify his voice.
But the street is quiet.
Because they saw Lu Wen stretch out his five fingers and interweave the projection of the word "order" in the air. These two words came from the small bungalow where Xia Zheng once lived.
These androids understand that Lu Wen is also an android.
And he didn't have a bracelet on his hand, so he was an android who broke through the circuit breaker and escaped after awakening.
One of our own!
Friends everywhere.
"My friend, do you know those guys opposite?" A bionic man hid in a bunker made of ruins and asked loudly.
There is no Internet here, and ordinary androids can only communicate by shouting.
Where there is an internet connection, you can chat online without asking, but I heard that the Executive Bureau has people who know technology and are checking online every day.
Lu Wen's previous body was implanted with some kind of program by Brother Cockroach, and it seemed that he could conduct short-distance chats.
He still doesn't know where his previous body was taken by Xia Chuluo.
"Brother, have you met our boss before?"
The representative from the slums also spoke.
The word order has been integrated into their bones.
This time it was indeed chaotic and disorganized, which violated Xia Tian's instructions before leaving, but mainly because time waited for no one and there was no time to discuss it carefully, so he rushed over overnight.
"There is no point in wasting time on these issues."
Lu Wen walked on the broad streets.
The most common thing in the ruins is dust, one step at a time.
This street was a battlefield between two forces a minute ago, but now it is eerily peaceful.
"Did you see that over there?"
Lu Wen pointed to the numerous Executive Bureau vehicles in the distance.
"The instructions those people received were only to maintain the scene, protect innocent people and escort civilian casualties, not to snatch the so-called treasure, so they will not join your fight."
Everyone in the executive bureau who was watching the show was stunned.
They really didn't expect that such a disruptor would suddenly appear and break the good show in front of them.
"They're just watching you, watching you kill each other, and no matter which side wins, it's a potential victory for them."
Lu Wen put away the projection.
His voice echoed through the deserted and empty streets.
"My friends, are you willing to let things come to this?" Lu Wen asked the android organization on one side.
"I don't want to, but those guys on the other side opened fire whenever they disagreed, and we had no choice but to fight back." Someone from the android organization responded.
"Yes, we prefer a quiet life."
Lu Wen gave them a step up, so many androids began to respond to him.
He turned to look at the slums on the other side.
"In the past few years when Xia Tian was here, he specifically emphasized order. Look at what you are like now. The people from the Executive Directorate are over there. They are your biggest enemies. You don't need to check to know that there are many people who come here. They are all on the Executive Directorate’s wanted list.”
"But our slums are short of money. If we have money, we can slowly renovate some places." Someone responded.
This means that Lu Wen is regarded as one of our own, and we can say both words.
"Are you sure you want to renovate the slums instead of buying more weapons?" Lu Wen's voice was very calm, but his words made those people speechless.
Because of the word "order", they couldn't refute it.
What the slums looked like when summer left, they are still what they are now, with no progress at all.
"Both sides lose, and the only ones who win are the guys watching the show."
Lu Wen spoke while walking towards the museum at the end of the long street.
"If you only have this little brain, the android organization will always be able to hide in the no-man's land. It will not become a climate, and the slums will only become poorer. Generations of people will live in that hopeless place."
No leader!
Very important reason.
When summer is here, the slums are getting better and better, because he is tough enough to suppress all discordant voices. Even after he has been gone for more than ten years, the people in the slums still abide by the rules he set.
But that’s as far as it goes.
The slums never improved after he left.
"How old are you this year?"
"Ten...eighteen years old."
"How old is it?!"
The thin boy lowered his head, not daring to look at Lu Wen.
Lu Wen had previously killed the guy on the third floor with one shot, without looking back, so relaxed and comfortable.
That strength and decisiveness made the boy a little scared.
Even young adults in their twenties and thirties are mostly thin, supported entirely by their skeletons, and they all look funny holding guns.
Children in urban areas will grow up with electronic products and quality education.
Children in the slums only grow up with guns and loneliness.
Wu Yu opened the car door, stepped out, and looked at Lu Wen's figure in the distance.
"It looks familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."
He took out his mobile phone and slowly browsed through the wanted information in the Thirteenth District.
I searched for a while but couldn't find it.
Wu Yu felt that it shouldn't be. With his memory, he could record anyone he met once.
He frowned and thought carefully about where he had seen it.
District Six
Last night, all the equipment of the colleagues in District 6 was confiscated by No.9, and their electronic equipment was smashed, so there was no way to record No.9's appearance.
But later, when those guys returned to the Executive Bureau, they hired a senior painter based on their impressions to draw a picture of No. 9, and sent a copy to each region.
Wu Yu also took a quick glance.
It's just an ordinary blue E27 service model.
I just changed my hair style and had some minor adjustments to my skin.
"No. 9! He is No. 9!"
Wu Yu's voice made everyone react.
The mood for watching a show is completely gone.
(End of chapter)