Blackstone Code

In the clean and tidy room, the sergeant looked at the testimony in his hand and didn't know what to say for a moment.

To say that they did something wrong is obviously quite correct, because the company's rules and regulations are in some ways rigid.

Employees should not turn rules and regulations into a flexible thing, which is inconsistent with the meaning and value of its existence.

But to say that they were completely wrong is not entirely true.

From the perspective of the sergeant, this is actually just a problem that is not too egregious.

They thought it was a case that did not need to be reported, so they did not report it.

But Lynch felt that this was a case that should be reported, but they did not.

This different approach is more about covering up some underlying problems.

Most of the time when federal politicians are faced with a problem that could cause trouble, the first solution they can think of is not to solve the problem but to keep it hidden.

There are countless such things in the history of the Federation. Many things that really happened and should be known to people were hidden and covered up until the moment it had to explode.

So people will be disturbed by these sudden scandals. In fact, many times it may be just a minor trouble at first.

This kind of behavior will also make the bottom lose its role as a mirror, making it impossible for the rulers to truly perceive whether a policy is implemented properly and whether it is helpful or harmful to people's lives through some changes at the bottom.

This is why rulers are sometimes tolerant of mediocre people who are stupid and greedy, but punish those who try to conceal key issues.

The ruler cannot lose his eyes or ears!

"But you guys are out of luck." The sergeant put away the documents. "I will truthfully convey everything that happened here to Mr. Chairman. I cannot guarantee your final outcome."

"Hope you guys have good luck, but just hope."

He left here and dialed Lynch's number. After more than ten seconds, Lynch answered his communication request.

"Is work going well?", he asked.

Many of the calls with Lynch were very simple, like unburdened small talk. Lynch, the sergeant, and a group of old employees would not communicate in a strict hierarchical manner.

He would behave like a normal friend and talk cordially with everyone, which made many people feel that Lynch had not changed much from the past.

The sergeant immediately replied, "It went quite smoothly. We easily found a few key gentlemen. They felt that the case had been handled and there was no need to report it, so they hid it."

"I arranged for people to interrogate all the people involved in the case continuously. Their statements were consistent. I found no obvious loopholes."

“Now what do I need to do with these people?”

Lynch had been listening very carefully. When the sergeant said the last sentence, he had a smile on his face, "The value of the law does not lie in letting lawyers find loopholes to exploit. The same goes for company regulations."

"We need people to follow the route we have planned. They can leave the route and jump from our vehicles, but all consequences must be borne by themselves."

"They made a mistake and they deserve to be punished, that's all."

"There may be some deeper reasons for this case. I will arrange for people to cooperate with you to continue digging deeper. Let me know as soon as you have any news."

The detective, who was on vacation, had not finished his vacation for a while, so he was reassigned to a new job.

Capitalists are always like this. When they need you to work for them, even if you are deeply discussing the true meaning of life with a girl, you have to pull it out, put on your clothes, and go to your job to do what you should do. .

The detective quickly arrived in the Federation with his excited assistant. For him, solving cases was not just a job, but a hobby and a goal that he would strive for throughout his life.

After reading the file, the detective immediately realized that there were problems with this case, and there were many problems.

For example, why were all the participants killed?

Who can be sure that none of these participants are innocent and deserve to die?

Who can figure out how many of them are deeply involved and how many are just participating in such a rally for the first time?

There was no law enforcement record at the scene, only a few simple sentences. Hundreds of thousands of names eventually became only an ambiguous number, disappearing from this world along with their lives.

The detective and his assistant came to the scene of the crime, a mushroom farm.

The smell of the mushroom farm was a bit strong, and it covered up everything that happened underground. The detective opened the seal and entered the scene of the crime, which looked like a relatively large underground breeding area.

The humid and hot environment makes people feel uncomfortable as soon as they come in, but mushrooms like this humidity and temperature, and there are a lot of mushrooms growing in the corners of the walls.

The ground is a soft sawdust-like base. Every once in a while, the organic waste generated in the city is sent to a specialized company for crushing, classification, and then transported to the farm to become food for the mushrooms.

They need such an environment to grow. There is no difference between this place and other mushroom farms. If anything, it is obviously smellier here.

After the detective walked around here for a long time, he didn't find anything special. He walked back to the entrance, looked at this large area and fell into deep thought.

In his mind, it seemed as if countless "people" gathered from around and stood in front of him.

What they were doing, then suddenly a group of armed men rushed in and killed these people, killing these people without mercy or hesitation.

Regardless of whether there were innocent people here or not, whether they were guilty enough to die or not, they just pulled the trigger and killed everyone.

but……

Why do this?

The detective knew very well that someone must have given an order for them to do this, but why was such an order given?

Silence?

It's possible, but not likely.

There are many people who know about this case. In fact, it is difficult to cover it up by killing all the cultists.

And if you really want to cover up this matter, it is not enough to just kill all the cultists, you also need to kill all the people who know about the case, otherwise there will be no silence and cover-up at all.

But if it wasn't to silence them and prevent the situation from aggravating, why didn't they keep them alive?

Wouldn't it be easier to get more information by leaving some cultists behind?

He didn't quite understand, but he felt that if he could figure that out, he might be able to figure everything out.

He liked this feeling and the joy of finding the truth among the layers of fog. He liked this more than other material enjoyments, and soon he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the investigation.

Since the days of shelters, small animals have been hard to see.

Especially the bottom floor of the shelter is basically invisible.

Even if some people bring their own small animals into the shelter, they are initially killed by others or their owners and become food.

The relationship between people and pets is indeed very important, but compared to filling your stomach when you are extremely hungry, the way to measure this relationship can only be described by how full you are.

There are also a large number of pets in the middle and upper floors, and only these places have them. After all, for people living in these places, food and clothing are no longer something they need to consider.

What they consider is how to make their lives more comfortable, which is spiritual pursuit and enjoyment!

But nothing is safe. There are actually some small animals on the ground floor, such as... cockroaches.

Cockroaches can appear on the bottom floor of shelters and their characteristics are unavoidable. Many people come to shelters with clothes and household items that have not been thoroughly disinfected, and some cockroach oothecae may be hidden in them.

When the time is right, it will hatch into many small cockroaches, and then without natural enemies and control, these little things will begin to spread on a large scale.

Raising cockroaches is also becoming a hobby for some people. Maybe everyone is living a good life now and needs some spiritual and emotional comfort.

A worker comes back from the factory. Although he only works six hours a day now, the work intensity is very high and there is no free meal. In fact, it is not necessarily any more comfortable than working ten or eleven or twelve hours a day in the past. .

He has no family. He was married a few years ago, but later divorced and his children were awarded to his ex-wife.

He lives with his mother. His mother passed away last year, leaving him alone.

A person's life is boring, and most of his income is given to mushroom wine and those cheap women.

A man's life was not only boring, but also lonely, so he raised a cockroach.

He fed all the free relief food to the cockroaches. I wonder if it was because...the cockroaches nowadays are so weird. The cockroaches he raised were as big as a palm.

And he seemed to be able to understand some of what he said, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

He is a solitary person, as others have said, and does not know how to socialize with his neighbors. Even in the factory, he has few friends.

The cockroaches he raised have become an important part of his life, and can even be said to be the support of his current soul!

So he gave the cockroach a human name and regarded it as his family.

Dragging his tired body back home after another day, he opened the mushroom wine he had just bought. The unique smell of mushrooms made him uncomfortable, but the alcohol attracted him again.

After taking a big gulp, he took the relief food and came to the box containing "William".

The huge cockroach was a black-red color, and when he approached, its two tentacles trembled rapidly, as if looking forward to his appearance.

He put the food in the box, and William crawled over, with his ferocious-looking mouthparts exposed, and quickly devoured the food.

When the food was gone, he stretched out his hand.

William climbed along his arm and onto his shoulder...