Unconventional security

Ye Zhixue lowered her hand from the curtain, quickly walked to Chen Bei's side, and stared at the haggard face on the screen.

Dr. Zhou also put down the instruments in his hand and came over.

Miao Yun put down her teacup and looked directly at the camera. Her hands trembled slightly, but her tone was steady:

"The 16 councilors in the Upper East Side are divided into three factions."

"Of the four from the East African Bridge group who wanted to go it alone, eight were radicals and four were hopefuls."

"What are radicals? What are hopefuls? What does all this mean?"

Chen Bei was getting a little frustrated. He found that after arriving in the Upper City, for every new thing he learned, there were ten more things he didn't know.

This information is like a tangled mess of threads that can never be untangled; the more you pull, the more there seems to be.

"The radicals want to arrest recovered individuals for biopsies," Miao Yun said.

"When you entered the city, your facial information was recorded by the Star Eye system. The radicals found that your file didn't match, so they compared it with the data from the lower city. They want to find more resurrected people through you and then study them one by one."

She spoke the last two words very softly, but Chen Bei could hear the weight in them.

the study.

It wasn't an arrest, it wasn't an interrogation, it was research.

Just like studying those forbidden creatures kept in cages, like living resources.

"What about the Hope Faction?" Ye Zhixue asked from the side, her voice a little tense.

Miao Yun glanced at her, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth: "The Hope Faction, simply put, is those who help you, those who stand with you."

Ye Zhixue stared at her: "Help us? Why?"

"Because you are resurrected people," Miao Yun said. "Your genes are pure human genes from before the great catastrophe, undiluted by later generations. The Hope Faction believes that humanity must rely on you to break through the genetic bottleneck."

Chen Bei recalled the message Cao Chengxiu had sent him: "[The human genetic lock has encountered a serious bottleneck, requiring initial genetic research.]"

"So they want to help us break through the genetic lock?"

"No," Miao Yun shook her head, "They want to groom you, to make you new councilors."

Chen Bei was stunned.

Train rehabilitated individuals to become legislators?

Ye Zhixue and Dr. Zhou looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You heard me right," Miao Yun said. "We hope to send those four people; they've been advocating for this since the very beginning of the Upper City District."

"But the radicals disagreed. They felt that it was too unreliable to place their hopes on a few suddenly emerging revived people, and that it would be more practical to conduct biopsies."

"The two sides have been arguing for decades, but there's still no resolution."

"And now?"

"Now?" Miao Yun smiled bitterly. "Now the radicals have the upper hand. Because you Fusui people are too good at hiding. In decades, we've only caught 7 people, and they were all killed on the road. I guess it was the Hope Faction that did it. They don't want the radicals to succeed."

Chen Bei's heart skipped a beat.

Dr. Zhou once said that the captured Fukushima were killed during transport, and that it was done by their own people.

Miao Yun is saying the same thing now.

No wonder Dr. Zhou and his few companions could kill people every time; it turns out there was a natural inside agent among the enemy.

"So you want me to choose the 'Hopeful' faction?"

"Otherwise what?" Miao Yun looked at him. "Choose the radicals, and wait to be dissected?"

Chen Bei remained silent for a few seconds.

Slice study.

From the first time he heard those four words, they felt like a thorn stuck in his heart.

He wasn't a saint, nor did he want to be a savior; he just wanted to live. But if the price of living was being locked in a laboratory as a guinea pig...

He'd rather die a quick death.

"Are those four people we hope to send reliable?" Ye Zhixue asked from the side, her voice low.

"I don't know either."

Miao Yun responded with a shrug, and Ye Zhixue frowned, but did not ask any further questions.

Dr. Zhou adjusted his glasses and asked a very practical question:

"If the Hope Faction really wants to help us, what are they planning to do? They can't just let us swagger into the Tower of Hope, can they?"

Miao Yun's eyes flickered when she heard the words "earth's core".

"Don't even think about the Earth's core."

Chen Bei was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"It means now is not the time."

Miao Yun said, "The entrance to the Earth's core is located beneath the Hope Tower, and radicals guard it 24 hours a day."

"Even if you manage to get in, nobody knows what's inside, how to get there, or what you'll encounter."

"I'm the only one who went down there. I came out, but that doesn't mean you can too."

She stared at Chen Bei: "Do you know what the consequences are of taking one wrong step in the Earth's core?"

Chen Bei didn't say anything.

"High temperature, high pressure, lack of oxygen, and those living things." Miao Yun's voice turned cold. "You think they're dead? They're alive! They move, they look at you, they follow you."

Chen Bei was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "So what are we supposed to do? Wait to be arrested and have our tissues dissected?"

"Become stronger," Miao Yun said. "Make yourself valuable, so that the hopeful faction has no choice but to protect you, and the radical faction dares not easily touch you."

Chen Bei was about to ask another question when Dr. Zhou suddenly shouted, "Someone's coming!"

Ye Zhixue suddenly lifted a corner of the curtain and glanced outside.

The next second, her face turned very pale.

"Three patrol cars are parked outside. The people getting out of the cars are from the patrol team."

Chen Bei walked to the window and opened it a crack to look outside.

Indeed, three black hovercars were parked in front of the hotel.

Seven or eight people got out of the car, all wearing patrol uniforms. The leader was a middle-aged man with a fierce face, and the badge on his shoulder showed that he was the captain.

After getting off the bus, those people didn't act immediately, but stood by the bus as if waiting for something.

"What are they waiting for?" Ye Zhixue asked in a low voice.

Chen Bei stared at those people and suddenly understood.

"wait for me."

He turned around and looked at Miao Yun on the screen: "Someone's coming."

Miao Yun nodded, showing no surprise.

"I've said everything I needed to say. Director Chen, remember this: only by becoming stronger will you be qualified to enter the Earth's core."

The screen flashed and the call was interrupted.

Chen Bei put away his phone and looked at Dr. Zhou.

Dr. Zhou was already packing his things; he moved quickly but steadily.

"Go through the back door," he said. "The hotel has an emergency exit that leads directly to the next block."

Just as the three of them turned around, they heard a series of hurried footsteps outside the door.

boom!

The door was kicked open.

Several people in patrol uniforms rushed in. The captain, who was in the lead, stood at the door, glanced around the room, and then his gaze fell on Chen Bei.

"Chen Bei, the head of the 103rd District Police Station, right?"

Chen Bei looked at him without saying a word.

The captain sneered, "Stop pretending. We've checked your file, and your facial recognition has passed. Mr. Resurrected, come with us."

Ye Zhixue's hand rested on the hilt of the knife.

Chen Bei glanced at her and shook his head slightly.

"Okay," he said, "but I have a question."

The captain raised an eyebrow: "What's the problem?"

"Who sent you?"

The captain smiled, a smile that carried a hint of smugness and a touch of mockery.

"Director Duke, he personally reported it. What, you didn't expect that, did you?"

Chen Bei's heart sank.

Duke.

The person who offered to make a deal with him, the person who said his sister was in Chen Bei's hands, the person who said, "Only I can protect you"...

They turned around and sold him off.

"Understood." Chen Bei nodded. "Let's go."

He took a step forward, and the team leader reached out to grab his shoulder...

Chen Bei moved, punching the captain in the face, sending him flying and crashing into the wall with a dull thud.

The other patrol members hesitated for a second, then pounced on them at the same time.

Chen Bei dodged the first man's punch by sidestepping, then swung his elbow at the man's chin, knocking him unconscious.

The second person kicked at him, but he ducked to avoid it and then swept his leg to knock the person down.

The third person pulled out a stun gun, but before he could even turn it on, Chen Bei kicked him in the chest, knocking over the two people behind him.

In less than ten seconds, four of the seven people fell down.

The remaining three looked at each other, not daring to step forward.

The captain climbed up from the wall, clutching his bleeding nose, his face ashen.

"You dare assault a police officer!"

"I attacked Duke's dog," Chen Bei interrupted him, brushing non-existent dust off his hands. "Go back and tell Duke that if he wants to catch me, let him come and get me himself."

He turned and walked toward the back door.

Ye Zhixue and Dr. Zhou followed behind him.

The three patrolmen stood still, motionless.

Chen Bei slowed down as he walked out the back door and turned into the alley.

Ye Zhixue asked in a low voice from the side, "Where to now?"

Chen Bei thought for a moment, then took the business card out of his pocket.

Shen Qianshan.

24 hours.

He pressed the contact number above.

beep - beep - beep -

After three rings, the call was connected.

The voice coming from the other end was exactly the same as the one I heard at the bridge that night.

"Chief Chen, are we in trouble?"