Chapter 301 Please Go to the Bottom of the Sea

"Mr. City Mayor, there are two more, please come over here!"

The security guard of the building smiled awkwardly and flatteringly, and guided the three of them to the small door on the side of the main entrance.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, but the door to the tower cannot be opened during work. This is also a rule issued by the city hall."

Hearing this, both Mikael and Mei turned their attention to Michael.

"Uh...hehe...ahem!"

Seeing the city official's dark complexion, the security guard scratched his head guiltily, wondering if he had said something he shouldn't have said?

He immediately shook his head and thought no more, because the small door was already close at hand, and he began to enter the secret to open the door.

Mei took this opportunity to ask:

"So, why are the gates closed? When will the gates be opened?"

Michael grinned and instinctively wanted to defend himself, but after a slight struggle, he decided to tell the truth:

"To be precise, it is not the door that is closed, but all the entrances and exits of the building. This is to prevent workers who are at work from skipping work and sneaking back into the dormitory. If he wanders outside, he will soon be discovered by the patrolling military police, but if He sneaked back to the dormitory and was going to have to work hard."

Mei narrowed her eyes. She did not ask what kind of punishment those workers who skipped work would receive. Instead, she focused on another issue:

"But, the production area should be open 24 hours a day, right? Could it be that so many entrances and exits are only open during the few dozen minutes between shifts?"

"It's like this... If there are people who work overtime, they can use the overtime certificate to ask the security guard to open the small door for them to enter, just like we do now."

"Ding! Authentication successful!"

By chance, the security guard opened the door lock at this time, and the conversation between Mei and Michael had to end here.

"Um...three adults, do you need me to take you inside?"

He ran up to Michael and asked flatteringly.

"No, you can go back to your post."

Although regarding the issue of the opening of entrances and exits, even if the security guard did not mention it, Michael would have stated it to Mei and Mikael himself, but in any case, it was his own business. If the security guard had crossed the line, he would naturally not Have a good look.

The security guard let out an exaggerated lament, shook his head and left, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Michael cleared his throat and stood in front of Mikael and Mei, "Next, let me lead the way for you two. After all, I am also half the designer of this tower, and I don't know much about its structure. It will be worse than...yikes!”

The wind just poured in in the direction of the open door, so a few people didn't notice anything unusual. But when Michael walked to the small door, the wind gradually subsided, and the mixed smell of rotten materials could not be concealed after all.

"Ugh! Cough cough cough!"

The smell was indescribable. If I had to make an analogy, it could only be said that it was very similar to the smell emanating from a large garbage dump. This made several people wonder if they had gone to the wrong place. Is this really a residential area?

Michael stepped into the door, and with a click, he felt that he had stepped on something, and at the same time, half of his pants became wet.

I lowered my head and used a flashlight to shine. It turned out to be a half-drunk cup of instant milk tea...

Mikael followed closely, holding his nose and entering. Because it was night, the lights in the tower were dim. Only the dim fluorescent lights in the corridor farther away gave off a negligible light. For a while, he couldn't see his feet clearly.

Of course, this was not a problem for Mikael. He just snapped his fingers and what he saw became slightly brighter.

As a result, the chaos in the entire aisle behind the door was clearly visible - the trash cans on both sides of the aisle were already piled full, and the scattered garbage in the trash bins towered into full hills that could no longer be full.

There is nowhere to throw the excess garbage. Some are tied up in bags and placed under the trash cans, while others are scattered like flowers.

For example, the half-drunk instant milk tea is not an exception. Instant milk tea and coffee, broth from cans, beer, or simple mineral water are everywhere, leaving puddles on the ground. Different textures.

Hearing people's voices and feeling the sudden light, two kittens with fried fur poked their heads out of the garbage, their green eyes particularly bright in the darkness.

After confirming their eyes, the two kittens "meowed" and ran away quickly, but the "shusha" sound in the garbage pile did not stop. On the contrary, it became more intense. It was probably the mice and cockroaches that were also frightened, and they were in the garbage. Let's dig into the pile.

The boots were sticky on the ground, making an annoying sound with every step he took. Mikael frowned, but these were still minor details, and he still found them bearable.

After all, that tower a few years ago was not as simple as being dirty and messy...

As soon as he closed his eyes, the sight of two or three dead soldiers sitting in front of a human corpse, feasting on the meat just dug out of the corpse, came to mind.

Taking this as the lower limit, even if he sees something again, Mikael feels that it is acceptable...

"Bang!"

"Open the door!!!"

"Dong dong dong!"

"Get out of here!"

"Can't you hear it? Get out!!!"

"Old Zi Shu Daoshan! Three, two, one! Damn it, come on!"

"boom!"

There was a violent explosion, like a TNT directional blast, followed by the heartbreaking cries of children and women——

"Don't touch me! He's not here! He's not here! He's out at work! I'll pay you back! I'll pay you back! Wait until he comes back... Ahhh! Don't touch him! Ahhh!"

Amid the woman's desperate cry, a black shadow fell rapidly from the hollow floor.

"Puff--"

Bone and flesh collided with the ground, making a dull sound, and blood splattered all over Mikael.

He wiped the blood in front of his eyes in a daze, opened his eyes, and in front of him was a pool of unclear minced meat, but judging from the size of this pool of blood and flesh, it should be just a child of two or three years old.

He stared at the pool of blood and flesh, silently stepped back, and in his ears, both the woman's crying and the man's rude scolding disappeared.

After finally coming back to his senses, he saw another huge black shadow above his head, but the outline of the person could be seen, accompanied by the woman's sharp cry...

Mikael hurriedly stepped forward, but he didn't catch it in a trance.

"Puff!"

Blood splashed all over Mikael again. He tried to wipe the blood and flesh in front of him with his hands, but he couldn't open his eyes. The blood seeped back through the gaps in his eyelids, causing a stinging sensation on his retina.

A rage ignited from the bottom of his heart. Something deep in his body continuously hit Mikael's mind. When he found that he couldn't open his eyes, he simply dug out his two eyeballs and threw them on the ground, and then used his power to reconstruct a pair of eyes.

Now he could finally see clearly.

Mi'er, who was on his left, wanted to say something, but he had already stepped into the space crack.

Mikael's figure appeared at the wide-open door of the dormitory, but he didn't make a sound. The men who were rummaging through the boxes inside didn't notice that there was an extra person behind him.

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Mikael looked up at the door sign again. Yes, this is indeed a dormitory. But according to what the group of people said just now and the current situation, there should be a family of three living here.

According to what Michael said, "the original intention of the design", those with families should be assigned to the two-bedroom apartments on the east and west sides of the tower, not the dormitories. Of course, this can be explained, such as the lack of two-bedroom apartments and the difficulty in adjusting rooms, so the family of three was forced to live in a four-person dormitory.

But compared to why this family of three was assigned to the dormitory, what Michael wanted to know more was who these people who were rummaging through the house were?

"F**k! You really don't have anything, and you dare to tell us that you will definitely pay us back next time?"

"It's really a loss. I should have stopped that woman just now. Anyway, that woman also said that she could use her wife to pay off the debt."

"Forget about those black and skinny ribs. Get that money back, and each of us can go to the east and west areas to have fun once... Hey, who the hell are you... Ah, ah, ah, sir, what do you want?"

The leading man turned around cursing and finally found Michael who had been standing at the door.

He instinctively wanted to curse, but when he saw Mikael's clothes, he instantly became respectful.

Although there was no conspicuous logo and he couldn't understand the material of the clothes, in this era, being able to wear a well-fitting formal suit was a symbol of identity and status.

But he didn't dare to look at him for too long, for fear that the "adult" who appeared at an unknown time would be angry, so he could only lower his head respectfully and stare at his toes. His three younger brothers followed suit.

However, the respectful posture was enough, but there was not much fear.

Perhaps in their understanding, everything they did was within the scope allowed by the rules, and even if the military police came, they would have something to say - "Look, sir, this woman jumped off the building with her child in her arms, and it has nothing to do with us!"

Of course, under normal circumstances, the military and police would not enter the tower unless there were deserters.

"Humph..."

Mikael snorted from his nostrils and looked at the four people in front of him coldly.

The four of them were wearing ragged and wide orange short-sleeved shirts, with reflective strips around their chests, collars and cuffs that had long been blurred by oil stains. This was probably a kind of work clothes, and Mikael could imagine the purpose of the orange color and the reflective strips - if someone wearing this clothes was evading work, the orange color would be very conspicuous during the day, and the reflective strips would be very conspicuous at night, so they could quickly track down their whereabouts and catch them.

In addition to the work clothes on the upper body, their lower body was also very uniform, everyone wore a pair of shorts full of holes, some were triangular, some were boxer shorts, and they were wearing rubber sandals on their feet, as if they had just jumped out of bed.

The messy hair exploded in clumps, and the hair became curly because it was too greasy, of course, it could also be natural curls.

The auricles were filled with fine sand-like earwax, and the faces of the four people, except for a few wrinkles on the forehead, two circles around the eyes, two circles around the nostrils, and one circle around the mouth, were also emitting a dark and greasy light.

As for the deep sunken eye sockets and cheeks, as well as the shriveled and slender limbs, they all showed the weakness of several people. Considering that they had called the woman "ribs" before, they themselves were probably not much better. Of course, the woman was purely hungry. As long as the guys in front of them noticed the dense needle holes on their limbs, the reason for their weakness would be self-evident.

Just a not particularly strenuous exercise like rummaging through boxes and cabinets can make these people sweat all over their bodies, and their necks and chests seem to be coated with a layer of oil, not to mention that the junction between the body and the clothes is rubbed by the rough cloth. , that place was covered with bug-like dirt, which was disgusting.

Mikael walked into the room silently. What hit him was a rotten and damp smell. Coupled with the onion-like breath that spewed out from the mouth and nose of the four men as they continued to breathe, the smoke was instantly suffocating. Demikael felt top-heavy and unrealistic.

He tried his best to suppress his anger, making his voice sound smooth, and lowered his head slightly to hide his murderous eyes.

Let them live for two more minutes. Although he can directly use the power of consciousness to get all the answers, he still wants to get the answers from these people themselves.

"Well, why are you still here? There are no special circumstances tonight. Everyone has to work overtime, do you know?"

It should be night shift time now, and according to Michael, the production volume for the next hundred days must be completed tonight in advance, so most people should work overtime. For example, the woman who just jumped off the building, it is understandable that she takes leave to take care of her children, but what about these guys?

Mikael walked past them, and the four of them were obviously relieved when they heard that he did not immediately question the mother and son.

When they heard that he was asking about work issues, they were completely relieved. The leader grinned, revealing a mouth of half black, half yellow, stacked and twisted teeth and said:

"We are all five-star good citizens. Although we don't work, we have all paid the corresponding exemption money! Sir, if you don't believe it, you can check our records in the system. We have never missed payment, or you can come with us We also have written proof that we paid the exemption fee because we worked overtime this time, and we paid an extra penny!”

"Oh? Is it really true?"

"Yes, well, of course the payment is not real money, but all kinds of food stamps and supplies are paid in real terms according to the conversion ratio given above! There is absolutely no falsehood at all!"

"I see……"

Mikael walked to the bed in the dormitory. The bed was a standard bunk bed. For a family of three, the children were still young, so the two upper bunk beds were vacant.

On one side of the empty bed were various kinds of luggage, and on the other side were damp clothes that could not be removed after drying because there was no sunlight.

Not to mention clothes, Mikael grabbed a handful on the burnt white sheets, which were both moist and greasy. He opened the thin summer quilt and found that there were still puddles of liquid residue on the bed, just like in the hallway. The dirty ground was exactly the same.

On the other side are wardrobes and tables. There are four tables, and the one closest to the outer door has a computer.

There was a small bed for a child to sleep on in front of the second table. The sheets were clean. Mikael picked it up and smelled it. There was also the unique fragrance of the child. In front of the various pungent smells emanating from the whole room. Seems out of place.

The table further inside was filled with the remnants of various fast foods, such as cans, instant noodle tubes, and most of them compressed biscuit bags. Most of them were packed in garbage bags and tied with a small bow at the top. A small portion was spread directly on the table. The soup in the cans and instant noodles was still there, with thick soot floating inside.

The innermost table near the toilet is in similar condition to the previous one, except that the cans and bucket noodles on this table, as well as the mineral water bottle, are filled with cigarette butts.

Pushing open the balcony door, a musty smell mixed with stench and fishy smell hit him. Even though Mikael had been mentally prepared and had been baptized many times, the muscles in his cheeks still twitched twice and then stopped temporarily. breathe.

Bacteria have grown on the sink, the toilet is covered in yellow dirt left by urine, and there are two bloody sanitary napkins stuffed in the trash can. It's simple.

Mikael turned around, and there were four people scratching their heads, backs, feet, and someone scratching their butts. When they saw Mikael coming back, they quickly returned to their respectful demeanor.

But the one who picked his feet couldn't help but smell his own hands.

"Come on, didn't you say you wanted to take me to your place?"

"Okay, okay, please come this way!"

…………

"Ahhhhhh!"

After being hit suddenly, in the darkness, Levi could tell that the attack came from the back of the left side of his waist. Severe pain instantly shot through his body, all his organs suddenly contracted inward, and his breathing almost stopped at this moment.

He twisted his body violently, but his hands and feet were tied together, and he couldn't even roll on the ground.

"How's it going? How do you feel? This is where the kidneys are... Do you have any kidney stones? If you do, you should be lucky. It's probably broken now."

"Cough cough cough!"

Levi's face twisted in pain, he just coughed and couldn't speak at all.

"Okay, if you don't want to be hurt again, just tell me honestly. I can't guarantee that your kidneys will be intact next time."

"Ahem! Then you should ask!"

"Yeah! Uh-huh! That's very sensible. Actually, I just want to hear you say this line. Okay, okay, no more joking, tell me, what does that guy Michael want to bring with him? Where are the First Herrscher and Mei going?"

Levi's breathing stopped for two or three seconds, and then he shouted in a low voice:

"I don't know what you are talking about, what does this have to do with the First Herrscher and Dr. May!"

"Ah... what a perfect answer. Are you ready?"

"What are you getting ready for...hiss!!!"

This time, it was the right kidney that was hit. Levi took a sharp breath and his whole body went straight.

"I am also a member of the coalition government. You are... abusing lynching... to me..."

"What? Are you a member of the coalition government? You are just a small staff member, and you are not a formal employee of the coalition government. You only have a personal employment relationship with Michael. Please clarify."

"Then I am also...a citizen of Earth. I have the most basic human rights!"

"laugh!"

This time, Royger just smiled and didn't even bother to refute.

"Ding dong!"

The ringtone of the mobile phone echoed continuously in the closed office, and the light of the screen became the only light in this darkness.

"Oh? I see... Haha, I'm sorry, Levi, you are no longer useful."

"Impossible! The only possible leaker has not been..."

Before Levi could figure out what was going on, he heard the sound of "ssssssssssssss" coming from behind him.

Is it... a plastic bag?

"Well, I'm sorry. At the end of your life, please go to the bottom of the sea for a walk."

Before Levi had time to protest, his head was covered with a plastic bag and his neck was restrained by a thick rubber band. Just when he wanted to open his mouth to breathe air, his mouth and nostrils were filled with plastic, and his lungs greedily demanded It was breathing air, but there was no such thing to be found anywhere. The brain expanded rapidly, as if it was about to explode, and the thin body was like a fish out of water, still flopping around despite being restrained.

Royger took two steps back, as if he was afraid that the fish would splash seawater on his expensive tuxedo. He ignored Levi's struggle and stared at the screen of his phone until the three-minute timer expired and Levi's struggle gradually stopped. .

After another three minutes, he checked Levi's pulse, confirmed that he was completely dead, and then walked out of the room.

The staff had been waiting for him at the door for a long time, and he asked immediately:

"Did the driver confess?"

"No."

Royger shook his head, "Forget it, I already know what happened. You go and send the driver to the bottom of the sea."

After the staff responded, they walked into the room on the side, while Royger stroked his beard, walked to the door of the room where a group of city officials were having a party, and kicked the door open.

"Gentlemen! If you keep playing, you will all die."