Unconventional security

"Who? Me? The last one?"

"And what's this about not having many days left to live?"

Chen Bei confirmed it several times, and the girl nodded solemnly.

"First of all, the information that the Upper District gave you was false. They arrested a total of 27 people, but they all died on the way. The rest either didn't survive the disaster or died in various accidents."

"Secondly, the Upper District recently dispatched a team to conduct a secret survey of 103 Lower Districts, and even organized a special forces team to search for people outside, which is quite a large-scale operation."

Ye Zhixue paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you know what's in the forbidden areas outside the city?"

Chen Bei frowned slightly. From the moment he woke up, struggled to survive, learned about the world, and hid his identity, to becoming the director, handling affairs, clarifying relationships, and stabilizing the police station, he has had no free time so far.

He only knew the distribution of the city: 103 lower towns surrounded the upper town, forming a circle. In the outermost lower town, similar to the 103rd lower town, there was a nearly ten-kilometer-long buffer zone.

This area has only some withered grass and rotten wood, with little dust, while ten kilometers away, the sky is filled with dust, like a yellow fog.

This is why many people stay in the city and never leave; there may be treasures outside, or they may never be able to return.

"I heard that the virus still exists in some places outside?"

After a long silence, Chen Bei responded with the little information he knew, which was only what he had gathered and he was unsure of its veracity.

"Yes, but not entirely."

Ye Zhixue continued, "Let me explain briefly. We'll go see Dr. Zhou tonight, and you can look through his notes; they're very detailed."

"Dr. Zhou?"

"You are also part of the cryopreservation project. Including you, there are a total of 7 people. 4 of them have unlocked their genetic locks. The estimate of the number of people in the cryopreservation project is the estimate made by Dr. Chen."

"Uh, how long ago did you all thaw?"

"Thirty years ago, besides you, I was the last one. We have a special base, and I'll take you there tonight."

Chen Bei responded, somewhat alarmed, as the situation seemed far worse than he had anticipated.

If the other side is too determined to capture the Fukushima people, then his plan to sneak into the city and live a life of leisure will be ruined.

"Let me briefly explain the situation in the restricted area. It's the yellow sand area ten kilometers away. Have you ever heard of prehistoric behemoths?"

Prehistoric behemoths can be traced back to the Carboniferous period, before the great catastrophe and before the birth of humankind.

At that time, a dragonfly's wingspan was 75cm, and a millipede was 2.6 meters long.

"I know a little. You mean those prehistoric behemoths in the restricted area, have they resurrected?"

Chen Bei hesitated, saying, "Those prehistoric behemoths had such high oxygen levels that the sky was gray because of environmental factors. Now..."

The yellow sand outside doesn't seem to have much to do with oxygen levels, right?

"It was caused by viral-induced genetic mutations, coupled with significant changes in environmental composition. Although not as exaggerated as the Carboniferous period or prehistoric giants, it was still a behemoth to humans."

Ye Zhixue explained, then added, "Given such a high level of danger, the Upper City District is still sending troops to search for the survivors. You should know how serious the situation is."

"But it's still unknown what they want from us after they captured us. The people we captured were killed during transport."

"We can't guarantee that the people we arrest won't give us information, so you'd better not get caught. Killing someone is less likely to be exposed than saving them."

Ye Zhixue spoke frankly, saying that even if she were caught, she would probably be treated the same way.

"I'm going to change my clothes; we'll be leaving in a bit."

After saying that, Ye Zhixue got up and left, leaving Chen Bei alone on the sofa to sort out his thoughts.

He received a lot of information today, far exceeding his expectations.

The most urgent task is to conduct a thorough search of the Upper East Side.

The other side mobilized a large number of people, and it's unclear how they would be executed if they were captured. However, if they were captured, they would have to be taken care of by Ye Zhixue and her group on the way.

No matter how I think about it, I can't get caught; it's practically a death sentence.

Next up were the members of the cryogenic chamber project. Surprisingly, they had already formed an organization, and three of them had even unlocked their genetic potential.

Even more surprisingly, only seven members remained from the entire cryogenics project.

The fact that seven people survived in this environment means the survival rate isn't exactly low.

Chen Bei still needs to make contact with these people, including how to deal with the arrest operation in Shangcheng District. Going it alone is definitely not as effective as sticking together.

The only potential concern is whether this group of people can be trusted, which remains to be seen.

If you do something wrong and he sells you out, you'll have nowhere to turn and cry.

Secondly, there's the sheer volume of information Ye Zhixue possesses. As the head of a city's security station, Chen Bei's access to information is inherently superior to that of ordinary people.

But in front of Ye Zhixue, his limited information was as shallow as that of a greenhorn.

Moreover, that level of information isn't something you can get just by living a couple more years. As a high school student, Ye Zhixue certainly didn't have the relevant channels, and most of her information came from other people in the organization.

While waiting, Chen Bei took out his phone and checked it, but did not receive any news about cracking down on relapsed individuals.

It is worth mentioning that despite the uneven development of technology, mobile phones continue to be used as a communication tool.

[Chen Bei: The police station will be closed tomorrow, but wages will be paid as usual.]

A notification was posted in the work group, which was actually only for three people. Wang Tao had not yet been added to the group chat and would have to wait until he finished dealing with his family matters.

After taking office, Chen Bei's major overhaul of the police station involved a complete layoff, leaving only those he had carefully selected.

Nowadays, police stations are not as well-organized as they were in the 20s. There are very few reports now, and people generally handle things amicably on their own.

The cases they handle are usually serious and affect the reputation of the city. Cases like Wang Tao's surrender are extremely rare.

"Let's go."

The fragrance of gardenias lingered in the air as Ye Zhixue, dressed in a smart tracksuit, walked up to him.

Wang Tao is right...it really does smell delicious.

The two took several trains and changed stations. After stopping in Zone C, they took a taxi into the central street of Zone D. They then followed Ye Zhixue, turning left and right until they arrived at a hardware store.

The hardware stores in Zone D are essentially arms dealers, and they are quite eye-catching shops.

They're really bold, playing the opposite of logic with the sheriff.

Ye Zhixue opened the hardware store door, led him to the warehouse, pushed open the cabinet, bent down and pulled it open.

A hidden door was opened, revealing a staircase leading to the basement.

Following Ye Zhixue down the stairs, the path widened, becoming wide enough for two people to walk side by side. Below the stairs was a five-meter-long corridor, with a door at the very front.

The iris recognition was successful. The door had barely opened a crack when Chen Bei heard an old man's angry shout.

"You bunch of idiots, all of you!"

"Why hasn't that idiot Ye Zhixue arrived yet?!"