Zhang Changfeng stood in front of the sink, holding a retro razor in his hand, using the sharp blade to trim the beard on his face bit by bit.
June 3rd is probably a memorable day for Zhang Changfeng.
He has been a fool waiting to die for more than thirty years. Today, at the age of 35, he is going to do something big.
The wife came forward with a somewhat shabby but clean work clothes: "Secretary Chen just called and said that the city office has discussed the resettlement issue for laid-off employees, and the only thing left to do is today. "
Zhang Changfeng put on his coat and asked his wife to carefully arrange the collar and buttons for him. He said at the same time: "Brother, haven't you contacted me yet?"
Originally, Secretary Chen had been in contact with Zhang Changlin, but for some reason, Zhang Changlin suddenly lost contact after he came home from the banquet last night.
Seeing that today's parade was imminent, Secretary Chen had no choice but to call Zhang Changfeng.
Fortunately, Zhang Changfeng is Zhang Changlin's cousin. In the past, the brothers helped with many things, so he knew the charter and inside story of today's parade. Secretary Chen contacted Zhang Changfeng in the hope that he could temporarily take over Zhang Changlin's place. The leader of the parade.
However, Zhang Changfeng knew his own affairs, so it was okay for him to temporarily lead the parade. However, once the parade entered a critical moment and needed to negotiate with the city office, his prestige and knowledge were somewhat insufficient.
"It's almost time, I have to leave... You will go out with me later and go to my eldest brother's house to see what's going on."
"What if I still can't find it?"
At such a critical moment, Zhang Changlin, the organizer of the parade, suddenly disappeared. I would not believe that there was nothing fishy about it and Zhang Changfeng was killed.
It's just... It's obvious that it has been discussed with the people in the city hall long ago, or do those gangs of dog killers have other plans?
If this is the case, I'm afraid today's parade will be very difficult to be kind...
Zhang Changfeng looked out the window, his tired eyes slightly squinted by the skylight: "I really can't find my eldest brother, and if our parade is blocked again, I'll go find Zhang She and ask him to expose the recording of my eldest brother's conversation with the mayor and the others. .”
As an ordinary person, Zhang Changfeng does not have so many twists and turns, but he also understands the simplest truth, that is, if the consequences of something are beyond your ability to bear, then do your best to make it bigger!
If a small fire only burns your own home, others may look at it, but if it threatens to burn the entire building, someone will definitely stop it.
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Under the shadowless lamp, Zhang Changlin was stripped of his clothes, his head was shaved, and he was fixed on the operating table.
"knife!"
The doctor wearing a green sterile isolation gown took the scalpel handed over by the nurse and made an incision on the back of Zhang Changlin's smooth head.
"Put on the hemostatic clamp!"
After stopping the bleeding, the doctor cut open the subcutaneous tissue and muscles in order, opened the skin flap, and exposed a small piece of the skull that was stained with blood and turned pink.
"Probe!"
A mechanical arm with a black filiform needle stretched out, and under the operation of the next doctor, it aimed at the gap in the back of Zhang Changlin's head and inserted it.
"ah--"
The moment the probe pierced the skull and penetrated the brain, Zhang Changlin suddenly woke up from his coma, stimulated by severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow.
However, locks were fixed on his limbs and waist, and his head and neck were firmly fixed by the mechanical arms. Even though the muscles all over his body swelled and the blood vessels bulged, he could not move at all.
The doctor seemed to be used to this kind of situation, and ordered without any panic: "The subject is awake, increase the amount of anesthesia."
"yes!"
"The experimental subject has fallen asleep again."
"Very well, the operation continues."
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"Professor, is this really okay for us to do?"
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the operating room, Chen Yun and Professor Qin had been observing the operation process. Seeing Zhang Changlin's painful struggle after unexpectedly waking up, and hearing his roar, Chen Yun could not help but feel a little unbearable.
"Don't worry, we are not really treating him as an experimental subject, we are just taking samples from him for testing. A pinhole smaller than a hair will not have any impact on his body."
"What I mean is that we didn't inform him and took advantage of him to take samples while he was unconscious... Isn't it a bit of taking advantage of others..."
Professor Qin turned his head and looked at her seriously.
"Do you know when he will wake up?"
"When he wakes up, will he agree to us taking samples for testing?"
"If he doesn't agree, what kind of damage will it cause to this experimental base if he causes trouble with his awakened power?"
Professor Qin asked three questions in a row, which confused Chen Yun. She really didn't think so much, but subconsciously felt that Professor Qin's approach was a bit inhumane.
However, thinking of Ana Shen's explanation before, Chen Yun still said uneasily: "After all, he is the person the doctor asked us to bring back. If he is offended by this matter..."
Professor Qin waved his hand and sighed: "I have also considered what you said. Don't worry, he will be in a coma during the entire operation. After the operation, he will use our specially provided culture chamber to recuperate, and no one will notice anything. "
Chen Yun did not speak anymore, but looked at Professor Qin with a look that was mixed with other things, not as pure as before.
Professor Qin glanced at her, turned around and looked towards the operating room, then returned his gaze to the operating table.
He knew that his decision made his subordinates feel psychologically uncomfortable.
As a person who has received a complete education and grew up, I will instinctively feel uncomfortable when seeing such things.
Without the consent of the person concerned, privately using the person as an experimental subject. Although only a small amount of brain tissue is extracted for laboratory testing, it is still an act of contempt for human rights. It is an act of treating people as guinea pigs.
Professor Qin also knew that once his decision became known, he would even face very serious criminal penalties.
But since they obtained Samplos' experimental data, he knew that the new era had arrived long before anyone noticed.
There was a voice deep in his heart telling him -
Human rights may no longer have meaning.
At the same time, in Times Square, a team of laid-off workers led by Zhang Changfeng gathered again with banners.
Compared with the previous parade, this time the crowd was larger and the attire was more formal. They even invited a large number of media reporters to follow the crowd and report at any time.
"Strictly control the abuse of robots and increase human labor!"
"We need jobs, we need lives!"
"Our right to survival should not be squeezed out by machines!"
"As human beings, we have the most basic right to survive!"
