After passing through the blockade guarded by the military, Lin Zihan appeared in the chaotic refugee area. There were gray-headed people everywhere, some with sallow faces and thin muscles, sunken cheeks, sunken eyes, and their hands swaying feebly in the wind. The dirty hair was covered with dust and debris, and the chapped lips were white.
Lin Zihan had never seen such a huge refugee area in the Northern Territory. The Northern Territory was called the territory of military power, not only because of the military power in power, but also because of the war disputes in the Northern Territory. Various conflicts broke out frequently, and the conflicts between various forces Interest relationships are complicated.
But even so, there are not many refugees in the North who have lost their living space due to war or beast tides. On the contrary, it is the territory with the fewest refugees among the seven territories.
"Give me someone who stutters, please." Lin Zihan looked at the refugees leaning against the wall and stretched out a hand that had already dried yellow to the people passing by. His pleading voice was like a crow's, and his eyes were full of tears. It had long been dull due to lack of water, and the dirty and tattered clothes on it no longer looked like they once did.
Some children nestle in the arms of their parents and have no interest in playing at all. At their most innocent age, they have no energy to play due to lack of supplies.
A little boy stood alone at the intersection of the refugee area, staring blankly at the people passing by.
Lin Zihan had seen that little boy before. He was the outspoken little boy that Lin Zihan met in the refugee area last time. He was an orphan with no relatives, and a person with a sense of justice. He looked very much like the young Lin Zihan.
"Come here." Lin Zihan smiled and waved to the little boy.
The people around looked at the well-dressed man who appeared in the refugee area and had no favorable impressions in their hearts. Some people pulled the children beside them into their arms and looked at the orphan with sympathy, with more in their eyes. indifferent.
It was obvious that these people regarded Lin Zihan as a human trafficker, but no one was willing to come out to protect the little boy. In this refugee area where there was not enough food, being able to survive was already the greatest luxury.
"Is it you?" The little boy looked at Lin Zihan's face, not afraid, and said softly to Lin Zihan.
"Gugu~" The little boy's stomach made a painful cry, feebly announcing his hunger. The little boy scratched his long messy hair in embarrassment. He had not had a full meal in three days. The first time I ate was when Emgrand’s medical team came here three days ago. Seeing how pitiful the little boy was, they gave him a small bag of biscuits.
"Are you hungry?" Lin Zihan took out a small box of exquisitely packaged cakes from his arms and waved it in front of the little boy, motioning for the little boy to extend his hand.
Looking at the little boy's dirty hands, Lin Zihan carefully opened the package of the small cake, and then put the package and cake into the little boy's hand. He was arrogant that the last time he saw this little boy without relatives, Lin Zihan Han felt like he had seen his old self, but at that time he could at least eat scraps of food to barely satisfy his hunger.
What Lin Zihan didn't know was that the medical staff who let the little boy eat biscuits last time was Wei Mengying, whom Lin Zihan had not seen for a long time.
"You are a good person just like that big sister." The little boy wolfed down the cake and wiped out the cake in less than a minute. He touched his belly and squeezed out an innocent smile on his dirty face, which was even brighter than Spring's. The warm sun just warms people.
"Tell me, has the Security Bureau come to arrest anyone recently?" Lin Zihan stretched out his hand and touched the little boy's head. He looked at the red mark on the little boy's neck. It was obvious that someone had strangled him. What remains is that it is not obvious as time goes by.
"There have been a few times when people were arrested as soon as they came in. Many people were taken away without saying why." The little boy looked around with vigilant eyes. Chen Ling had taught the little boy that when he saw those with guns again, he would Run fast and run as far as possible.
Refugees are at the lowest level in Nandu. They are not even slaves. Refugees who have escaped from various places do not even have identities. They will be directly sent to refugee areas surrounded by high walls or power grids by the government for unified treatment. Management, more accurately, confinement.
These people without identity verification cannot even leave the refugee area, nor can they find a job to make a living. They can only stay in the isolated refugee area, living with disease and hunger, waiting for help from the government or relief foundations. alms.
"The big brother told me to run away when I saw them, otherwise I would be captured by them and taken to a terrible place." The little boy said seriously, his eyes still staring at the door of the refugee area warily, for fear of the next second Someone will break in and take him away.
"Boom~" Along with the heavy roar, Lin Zihan saw a black heavy armored vehicle driving in from the entrance of the refugee area, passing through the blockade of the iron fence, and came to the outside of the bustling crowd. Eight armored vehicles were lined up at the intersection. , the only one blocking the refugee area.
"They're here again." The little boy saw the sign on the car and hid behind Lin Zihan in fear. If Lin Zihan hadn't held the little boy's hand, he would have run far away by now.
"It's okay, don't be afraid that I'm here." Lin Zihan patted the little boy and said softly. Sure enough, he guessed right. Those losers who couldn't catch him came to the refugee area again and ran wild.
Looking at the people coming out of the heavy armored vehicles, Lin Zihan knew that these people were here after being assigned by Zhang Zheng.
The soldiers got out of the car and stood at the intersection with loaded guns. The refugee area suddenly became noisy and crowded. Many people had already avoided the eyes of those people and walked towards the depths of the refugee area.
In the crowded refugee area, some people who still have physical strength are still walking around, hoping to find some food, and more are already lying there, ignoring the appearance of the soldiers. After all, they have no energy to run around now. , just let nature take its course.
"Wait for me here!" Lin Zihan said to the little boy, and then walked straight towards the soldiers lined up in a row, his eyes full of anger.
"Who are you?" The leading soldier saw Lin Zihan approaching like this, stretched out his hand to stop Lin Zihan, and asked.
"Pa~" There was a clear sound, and Lin Zihan slapped the man on the face. His palm hit the corner of the helmet, causing pain to his own hand and leaving a patch of red on the man's face. .
"You are looking for death!" As a member of the special service team, who had ever been wronged like this in the refugee area? He looked at Lin Zihan and picked up the gun in his hand.
Lin Zihan unhurriedly put his hand into his pocket, took out an ID card from it, and held it in front of the man's gun. The gold-plated Imperial Federation seal on the ID card prevented the soldier who raised the gun from pulling the button. trigger.
"Is this how you treat the advisors of the Imperial Federation?" Lin Zihan shouted loudly, looking at the soldiers in front of him. He said arrogantly, looking as arrogant and arrogant as possible, as arrogant as he wanted.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." When the soldier saw the certificate, he bowed his head and said apologizing to Lin Zihan. No matter how arrogant the Secret Service was, it was still in Nandu. In front of the Empire and the Federation, they were too insignificant.
"What, are you here to arrest the prisoner or me?" Lin Zihan waved the ID in his hand and put it in his pocket.
"We were ordered to arrest the suspect and bring him back to the Special Service Department for interrogation." The soldier said with a smile to Lin Zihan, with more fear in his eyes.
"Catch the person who broke into the Secret Service Building last night?" Lin Zihan said calmly, looking at the neatly arrayed soldiers in front of him, he curled his lips and revealed a meaningful smile.
"Advisor Jia, isn't it good for you to interfere in Nandu government affairs like this?" Hu Quan slowly walked out of the car with the logo of the Special Service Department sprayed on it. Looking at Advisor Jia in front of him, he didn't act too groveling. .
"Director Hu?" Lin Zihan felt a little surprised. The director of the Water Bureau actually stepped out of the Security Bureau's car. He seemed to be the person in charge of this operation.
"Consultant Jia, why did you come to such a dirty place?" Hu Quan held a handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and looked around with disgust, his eyes full of disdain.
"Why, do I still need to report my affairs to you?" Lin Zihan asked, turning around and pulling the little boy beside him to go out.
"Consultant Jia, refugees cannot leave the refugee area. They have not been tested. If they carry infectious diseases, then..." Hu Quan stopped Lin Zihan first and glanced at the little boy out of the corner of his eye. , gently patted Lin Zihan's shoulder with his left hand.
"This is a request from a friend of mine to take good care of this little boy." Lin Zihan looked at Hu Quan fiercely and was about to get angry.
"Then we must act in accordance with the law. If you are worried, come and see this little boy more often." Hu Quan said with a smile.
Reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling man, Lin Zihan looked at Hu Quan's mean smile and felt extremely angry in his heart. However, he could not slap Hu Quan in the face directly. He could only endure Hu Quan and let him wave his hand. The soldiers behind him began to arrest people indiscriminately.
Looking at the people being taken away, some were still shouting, some simply obeyed, and some started to struggle and wanted to escape, but were knocked unconscious and dragged into the car.
This scene was already the second time Lin Zihan had seen it. He had lost the last bit of kindness towards these losers who only took advantage of the refugees. This night was destined to be recorded in history.
"Advisor Jia, let's go first." Hu Quan watched as the soldiers pressed the refugees into the carriage of the heavy armored vehicle, handcuffed the refugees and locked them in the closed carriage.
The soldiers lined up again, and the soldier who was slapped by Lin Zihan gave Lin Zihan a vicious look, his eyes full of pride.
