Courtyard House: My System - Artificial Human

Tian Zao was surprised, but she didn't say anything.

Lin Weidong watched a live television show through a series of simulated surveillance cameras.

It was so interesting and easy to keep from being noticed that Lin Weidong found something fun.

The next day, he sent the surveillance submachine to the clones to be deployed in various locations, and spent most of his time watching TV every day.

Of course, the real work still needs to be done; the entire city has been busy these past two days.

May Day is approaching, the first holiday celebrating the working class and peasantry since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The level of importance attached to it is even greater than that of the Spring Festival celebrations.

The State Council made arrangements for the celebration.

On May Day, a parade and celebration event with more than 20 people will be held in Beijing. On the same day, the Imperial Ancestral Temple will be opened to the public as a cultural palace for the working people. This place, which was once exclusively reserved for the royal family, can now be visited by the working people.

When the news spread through the police station and other street staff to the alleys and lanes, people were all moved and discussed it extensively.

In addition, the government will hold cultural performances, folk dances, singing and other celebratory activities in various parks and cultural centers, inviting the working people to participate and watch.

Local streets and factories also hold commendation ceremonies for model workers and organize production competitions to mobilize workers...

There were so many activities that the whole country was celebrating.

Lin Weidong's Metal Industry Bureau had a full schedule, not only urging and helping factories to organize commendation activities, but also representing the government to explain the policy advantages to the workers face-to-face, and shouldering the security work for the day's activities.

Lin Weidong had discussed with Section Chief Chang Wan that he only needed to be responsible for the work at the steel rolling mill.

Compared to his colleagues who were constantly running around, he had a relatively easy time.

He even has methods that are beyond the average person when it comes to identifying and eliminating safety hazards.

On the 29th, he arrived at the steel rolling mill early in the morning and called Xie Changkong and other factory managers to a meeting.

"Nothing else today, just one thing: to ensure the smooth running of tomorrow's commendation meeting and mobilization activities, we need to conduct another safety inspection of the factory. All workshop managers, organize maintenance workers to check for electricity and water issues. All factory security personnel are to be mobilized, closely monitoring any suspicious individuals around the factory. Starting immediately, no unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter..."

After making arrangements at the meeting, Lin Weidong did not place all his hopes on his subordinates; instead, he wandered around the factory himself.

He kept his True Sight active the whole time, like a scanning machine, scanning as he walked.

[Item: Aging wiring that poses a flammable risk]

[Item: Lampshade with loose screws that is very easy to fall off]

[Item: An old wall that was not fully repaired a week ago due to the bricklayer Tian Daniu's laziness]

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As Lin Weidong inspected the ordinary potential hazard, he instructed Xie Changkong to arrange for someone to resolve it. However, when the Eye of Truth swept over an ordinary oil drum, Lin Weidong couldn't hold back any longer.

[Item: Ordinary oil drum; two American-made hand grenades were placed there by Xu Laosan, the factory security guard, a day ago]

You fucking bastard!

Didn't I know the steel rolling mill would soon be mine?

Lin Weidong quickly signaled to Xie Changkong in his mind to arrest the person, beat him up first, and then hand him over to the police station to gain credit.

At the same time, the scanning became more thorough, with workers being directly entered into workshops and various work areas to verify their identities.

Then they found a homemade explosive pack in the cafeteria's storage room...

[Item: A crudely made homemade explosive pack, delivered this morning by vegetable delivery vendor Er Gou, which entered the warehouse because the warehouse staff did not check it carefully.]

"Get them all in! Get them in too! Find the vegetable vendors from this morning and get them in as well!"

Lin Weidong was furious, mentally cursing Xie Changkong and the other clones, saying they were a real headache every day!

Compared to the methods used by the military control commission and public security bureau outside, Lin Weidong's handling of the matter was actually quite mild, because he also presented evidence.

Outside, countless people were detained that day for their suspicious behavior, all in preparation for the smooth running of the parade in the square the following day.

On the streets and alleys, while people were talking about the grand occasion of tomorrow, they were also whispering about whose so-and-so had been taken away.

Two police officers from the Xicheng District police station near Nanluoguxiang came with Yi Zhonghai and Wen San to verify the information.

On this day, people like Yi Zhonghai and Wen San, who rode their bicycles around the streets and alleys, faced the most rigorous scrutiny.

The two were asked to provide proof while waiting for passengers at the station.

"Yes, yes, that's right, these two are indeed residents of our jurisdiction! ...Good, thank you for making this trip, comrades."

The Xicheng District Public Security Bureau received feedback and politely apologized to Yi Zhonghai and the other person.

"I'm sorry, both of you. It's my duty, please don't take offense. This is the fare for the short delay."

Before Yi Zhonghai could even feign politeness, Wen San bowed repeatedly, a fawning smile on his face.

"Oh my god, aren't you slapping me in the face? You two already went to great lengths to help me prove my identity, how could I possibly accept your money? Take it back! Helping the government is what I should do!"

Are you kidding me?! Did these two walk all the way from the West District? The guy's calves are practically spinning from all that kicking!

Yi Zhonghai cursed Wen San in his heart, but on the surface, he put on a fawning smile.

"It's alright, it's alright. As long as we can prove we're okay, we can go back to the station and pick up passengers to make money just the same. It won't affect anything..."

There will definitely be an impact, and the losses will be significant!

You know, a lot of people took the bus to Beijing today, and the round trip cost them at least two yuan.

On the way to the station, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but become sarcastic.

"Wen San'er, you really know how to behave! Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd seen a black-skinned man in the old society!"

Wen San, a street urchin, loved to boast and exaggerate. How could he not see through the tricks of the trade? He stopped the car and pointed at Yi Zhonghai.

"You, surnamed Yi, are you itching for a beating? Go ask around if you don't know who Master Wen is! How dare you speak ill of your Master Wen?"

"Hey! I despise your cowardly attitude. Why don't you take the money for the bus fare? You were the most cunning one at the station, refusing to go even for a 50-cent journey if you couldn't get a dollar. What are you pretending for now?"

Yi Zhonghai had never heard of any Wen Ye, and he certainly wouldn't back down from that skinny Wen San.

"Bullshit! That was just an excuse I made up because I was tired and didn't want to walk! So you're saying you're upset I didn't take the fare? If you wanted it, why didn't you take it and just pretended to be polite? Pah! You're such a hypocrite!"

Wen San was equally assertive in his words, and his expression was one of utter contempt. Yi Zhonghai hadn't expected him to be so stubborn and refuse to admit his mistake. Enraged, he jumped out of the car and grabbed Wen San by the collar.

Since he now had a temporary identity certificate issued by the police, Yi Zhonghai wasn't afraid of being questioned again, so he started to take action.

He hadn't fought in quite a few days, and he was really itching to get his hands dirty, especially since Wen San was such an infuriating person.

Wen San was caught off guard by Yi Zhonghai's sudden attack. He was slapped across the face without warning, and the familiar burning pain instantly enraged him.

"Hey! Yi Zhonghai, you son of a bitch, how dare you hit your 'Master Wen'!"

"Who do you think you are, acting like a big shot? We've got all those 'big shots' out there! What, you think you can lord it over the working class? Should I help you spread the word?"

Yi Zhonghai, not one to back down, slapped Wen San again. Wen San raised his hand to block it, but a red handprint appeared on his arm.

In terms of strength, he was no match for Yi Zhonghai. After a brief exchange, Wen San had already tested the waters and immediately decided to retreat.

However, one can leave, but one cannot lose face.

Wen San pushed Yi Zhonghai away with all his might, then hurriedly ran away, shouting as he did so.

"You, surnamed Yi, just you wait, I'll definitely deal with you!"

"Pah! You? Come on then, let's see if I'm scared!"

Yi Zhonghai scoffed and spat at Wen San's departing figure.

That old bachelor is worse off than me, where does he get the nerve to talk tough?

Yi Zhonghai was not afraid at all, and even felt a little expectant. If his opponents were all like Wen San, who was like a paper tiger, what did he have to be afraid of?

Unfortunately... Lin Weidong, on the contrary, is doing better and better.

I've heard people in the compound talking about it these past few days; they've all gone to the steel rolling mill to talk to the entire factory's leaders!

Moreover, the steel rolling mill is getting bigger and bigger, and Liu Haizhong and his gang have been frequently discussing commendation meetings and mobilization activities these days.

Yi Zhonghai grew increasingly annoyed as he listened; these were things he once possessed but were now irrelevant to him, and the thought of them always made him feel distressed.

At this crucial moment, Wen San had to stir up trouble. If we don't deal with him, who should we deal with?