Bionic Era

Chapter 206: A combination of poetry and prose

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District 15 is huge.

But there are also some smaller ones.

The population density is low, life pressure is low, and even the prison is much smaller than other places.

"This prison was built forty-five years ago. It has undergone many renovations and upgrades. The surveillance has been upgraded four times, and all door locks have been replaced with electronic locks. The entire prison is under the control of a security system." Feng Fugui Said to the two of them.

Things always appear in front of you in a familiar way inadvertently.

The flames are seen more clearly during the day.

The last prison fire happened at night, and the thick smoke and darkness blocked the view, making the fire look very oppressive, like a flaming giant that chose people to eat, making people afraid to get close.

The flames of this prison are more intuitive.

"The prison area this time is less than one-third of the last one. The management is lax. It is just a mid-level prison. The actual management intensity may not be as strong as the low-level prison in the 13th District." Wei Boyan leaned on the car nearby , looking for information from young geniuses.

There are a lot of weird things going on here in District 15.

Tourism thrives here.

People live in green mountains and green waters. Not far away is the sparkling inland sea. The moist sea breeze can make people lose their fighting spirit and just want to lie quietly by the sea.

"There are many people who just don't want to work hard and have no savings, so they think of going to prison. There are also people who are sick and have no money to see a doctor, but the prison has basic medical care, so they try their best to Come into jail."

So the prison population is full.

This prison is nominally an intermediate prison, but in fact it houses many petty thieves.

There are many extreme cases. For example, there is a criminal who just got out of prison and found that working to make money is very difficult. So he randomly found a bank in a few days and staged a robbery, and he could stay in prison for a few years with peace of mind. .

"Hu Qian, 47 years old, resident of the 15th District... Wang Wei's colleague, they worked together in a shipyard for a while." Lu Wen got the information about the murderer's next target.

What happened later became very clear.

Wang Wei's improper operation caused a major accident in the shipyard, which cost the shipyard a lot of money.

And this Hu Qian was promoted step by step.

Within a few years, he was sitting in a middle-level position in the shipyard.

"The reason why he came here is very simple. During the shipbuilding process, he only wanted to have a good relationship with Party A's acceptance personnel. He did not pay attention to the quality of the hull. He even colluded privately to gain profits from it, resulting in many deliveries to Party A. The boats were substandard and there were several accidents.”

This is also a typical money-grubbing guy.

In front of money, other people's lives are not worth mentioning.

Lu Wen looked at the burning prison not far away.

A man was kneeling at the prison gate.

"He deserves to die."

The person kneeling was Hu Qian.

A red-hot steel bar pierced his back, penetrated his entire body, pierced his chest, and was inserted into the ground, causing the concrete floor to crack.

The wounds on the front and back were already scorched.

"At that time, the prison's security system suddenly went offline. Logically speaking, the door locks should have been locked at this time, but all the door locks were suddenly opened at that moment." Feng Fugui was worried, "Although this prison has Many are petty thefts, but there are also some criminals who have committed serious crimes and have now escaped.”

This prison is relatively small.

The fire broke out again during the day.

Therefore, before the cell door was opened, many prisoners had already heard the sound, and the smell of smoke spread quickly in the air.

The moment the cell door opened, everyone ran out as fast as they could.

"Hu Qian's room is in the inner part of the prison, so he ran out late." Lu Wen looked at the drawings of the prison.

It took an estimated fifteen minutes to run out from where Hu Qian was.

He was not sure whether the power grid on the prison wall had been turned off, and in such a critical situation, the brain would automatically ignore many things, so he only dared to keep running towards the exit door.

The flames were blazing on both sides of the aisle.

He endured the burning sensation caused by the high temperature, and every breath of air seemed to turn into lava in his lungs.

This ten-minute journey is undoubtedly the road from hell to heaven.

The gate of heaven is the exit from prison.

Just when he was exhausted and finally reached the door... he had even stepped into heaven with one foot.

Suddenly, someone appeared behind him, holding a steel bar and stabbing him hard, fixing him at the gate and causing him to fall from heaven to hell.

"It already requires a lot of force to pierce a steel bar into the human body, and it also has to penetrate into the concrete floor..." Lu Wen thought for a while and stretched out his right hand.

A short knife popped out and struck the ground hard.

Using the strength of an ordinary adult.

"stirrup-"

The concrete floor was actually broken.

The concrete floor outside the prison is brittle and thin.

"This... more than 40 years ago, the Fifteenth District was still relatively poor. The tourism industry had not developed and there was no money. Therefore, many prisons at that time were short of materials." Feng Fugui said seriously.

Cutting corners...

He actually said it directly in broad daylight.

"There was nothing we could do about it. The economy was poor at that time, and it was next to the 16th District. The public security was also poor. There were so many criminals that the prison couldn't hold them. Some abandoned factories were even temporarily renovated as prisons. At that time, the tax revenue of the 15th District It’s not even enough to provide basic medical protection. It’s really hard to build so many prisons...”

Each region has its own sad development history.

In order to get rid of the current situation of low economic level, some regions vigorously develop the tobacco and alcohol industry, while others are committed to cutting-edge scientific and technological research.

In the past, there was not enough material, so it was just a place to hold prisoners.

"Later, when I got rich, I immediately fortified the prison. The road outside was also rebuilt. Large vehicles could not pass on the previous road, but the land at the door was never taken care of."

The cement floor at the door has a different color from other places.

The years have completely rotted this land. If a child hits it with a stone, he can make a big hole.

Lu Wen temporarily gave up the idea that the murderer was a bionic or a modified person.

"Buzz-buzz-"

The phone in my pocket suddenly started vibrating.

Liang Chen called.

It seems there is something urgent.

For non-urgent matters, I usually just send text messages and leave messages.

"Brother Lu Wen, have you been following a guy called a wandering poet recently?" Liang Chen asked on the other end of the phone.

"Even you know about this."

"Of course I know. This matter has made such a big fuss that many of your fans don't want you to continue the investigation. I hope you can let the poet go."

"what's the situation?"

Lu Wen's social accounts have been managed by Liang Chen.

If anything goes wrong, he will notify Lu Wen immediately.

As a good-looking urban hero, most of Lu Wen's fans are relatively young.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Chen sent him several screenshots of the comments.

There are comments like this under his social account.

"Lu Wen is my favorite android. His sense of justice is obvious to all, but I don't want him to continue to pursue the wandering poet. That man is not a murderer, but also a hero."

"Well, it would be great if the two of them could work together to reveal the dark side of this city."

Someone combined their names to create a "poetry combination", and soon there was a lot of discussion on the topic of this combination.

Lu Wen's expression froze.

Can this be a cp

There are also many sane people clarifying below, saying that as long as there is a night law enforcer in this city, more and more people will follow suit. In the end, things will get out of control, and Mowu City may slowly turn into Baker. The city looks like that.

"Sane people still make up the majority."

Lu Wen casually logged into an account on a platform and quickly browsed through the comments.

He also quickly discovered why Liang Chen was in a hurry to call him.

The reason was that a guy suddenly broke the news that the former executive director of the 15th District had died, a large amount of cash was found in his home, and he began to list Du Changping's life stories.

This article was widely reprinted.

The so-called wandering poet's arrival in District 15 finally made many people unable to sit still, especially his fans.

"Hell is empty, the devil is in the world..." Lu Wen muttered this most commented sentence, with black lines all over his head.

These guys can only say a few words back and forth.

Is there nothing else to say

"Sir Feng, take a look at the official account of your district executive bureau. It may have been compromised." Lu Wen reminded.

Feng Fugui is old and does not like to use social software on the Internet.

He took out his cell phone, took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket, wiped them, and after a minute or two, finally opened a social platform.

It has indeed fallen.

"The former chief of the 15th District, Du Changqing, the man who has always been called the conscience of the Executive Bureau..."

Feng Fugui's expression changed.

He hurriedly called the person who managed the account at the Executive Bureau and was about to ask them to close the comment area, but Lu Wen stopped him.

"Sir Feng, if you don't break it, you won't establish it. District 10 has also experienced this kind of thing. Closing comments will only make people think you have a guilty conscience."

"Is that so..." Feng Fugui was not very clear about the scheme, "How about I inform them now and ask them to send an official message and make a clarification?"

"Clarify what?" Lu Wen asked.

"Clarification..." Feng Fugui was stunned.

That article online is all true.

There seems to be nothing to clarify.

But they couldn't just watch.

"The economic backbone of the 15th District is tourism. If they find out that there are companies secretly taking action against other companies, and at the expense of tourists' lives, the tourism industry will be severely hit."

Feng Fugui sighed.

The old executive didn't expect that he would encounter so many things with just two years left to retire.

"It's okay. The top priority is to quickly investigate whether there are other companies that have done something like this. We can't wait for the murderer to break the news for us."

(End of chapter)