Chapter 2511: The Heart of Resistance

"Is it like this again!"

Justin looked at a warehouse in front of him with a serious look. The warehouse was full of bullet holes. The WBI was investigating. There was a gunfight in the warehouse, and 39 people died.

There have been many such incredible cases recently, mainly because the two parties who opened fire would not have such a serious conflict because they had insufficient motives for committing crimes.

Several women were being investigated. Many of them were crying while being questioned. Outside, blue body bags had been filled with bodies.

Justin lit a cigarette and thought quietly.

The current situation made Justin doubt whether it was Tommy who did it, because only Tommy had such a silent killing method.

These two groups were small gangs composed of young people. They usually did some black or gray transactions. Although many gang members had been severely cracked down, there were still some large and small gang members.

Neither of the two living people has a proper job. According to the girlfriends of several of them, they have no intention of going to work. Even if things are getting better now, they are still unwilling to work, but do some illegal activities, after all, this way they can make money faster.

These young people only need to trade two or three times a month to have no worries about food and drink. The current situation is particularly good for them, and they can make money more easily.

Now all companies are short of some raw materials. One group of them steals, and the other group is responsible for processing the stolen goods and turning them into raw materials, and then selling them.

Each time the benefits of the spoils are very balanced, the relationship between the two groups is good, and after each transaction, they will get together to drink and have fun, and there is no possibility of a major conflict.

Justin listened to a woman talking about the situation, his face was solemn.

Before this transaction, there was no conflict of interest between the two parties. Although Justin thought it might be because of women, and it is true that these young people might fight for women, it is not that serious.

At most, it was a fight, how could it escalate to the point where the two groups shot each other when trading.

Justin walked in and looked at the situation on the scene. Some money and evidence of the transaction were being confiscated. These raw materials were not particularly expensive.

According to their transaction situation, each of them could get at most 3000D a month. With such a salary, they could easily get it by going to the factory in the current situation of such a shortage of people.

As long as they were willing to work overtime, they could easily get the money, but according to their records, they enjoyed life every day most of the time.

Although they would occasionally spend money lavishly and even go to gamble, they would not be stupid enough to give money away all the time.

Soon, no clues were found in the relationship between men and women. Tommy returned to the car and scratched his head after sitting in it. At this time, Tommy saw several people from the production department in uniforms, and he walked over with interest.

"Listen carefully, if you continue to resist, the metal apartment you are living in now will be demolished."

Justin looked at the multi-story metal apartment in front of him. Although it was a bit old, it was home to many people. He walked over and a bunch of people immediately started talking.

"We are already very tired from working every day, and we just want to rest when we get home."

As soon as a resident finished speaking, a person from the production department said.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the last warning. You only need to spend 1 hour a day to use the free machines we have that can increase your wealth. Is this difficult?"

A bunch of people looked livid, and Justin walked over and asked.

"Is their building illegal?"

A person from the construction department immediately took out a document. Justin took a look and found that the building in front of him was indeed too dilapidated. It was dangerous to continue living there. It was listed as a dangerous building five years ago and must be demolished.

These people have lived here for a long time. Although the current house has fallen too much in price, they can find other places to rent, but many people work nearby.

Once this place is demolished, it will be very troublesome for them to find a house, and their original life will be interrupted. If they cannot find a suitable one during this period, they will also be counted as absent from work. Once they exceed 90 days, the welfare benefits given by the state will be directly lost.

Justin felt that such a thing was too cruel. At first, he thought it was good and could increase the income of more people, but now Justin felt that such a plan had some problems.

However, the residents' arguments were useless, said a person from the production department.

"Starting tomorrow, if one of you does not accept it, we will demolish this building tomorrow."

On a truck not far away, small manufacturing machines were moved down one by one, and a large number of people from the production department began to let the residents into the house and teach them how to use them to make some things.

Gradually, the residents stopped resisting and began to take the machines back to the house obediently.

Justin felt very abnormal. This forced labor was indeed wrong.

Seeing that it was already past 12 noon, Justin planned to go to some nearby stalls to buy some hot dogs and coffee.

After a while, Justin came to a place where small stalls were concentrated. He had just ordered something when he saw several people from the production department coming over, carrying small machines, a stall owner said.

"Gentlemen, I really can't do it. I have to go to the stall at 8 a.m. every day and close the stall at 11 o'clock at night. I really don't have time."

A person from the marketing department came over and said directly.

"Sir, if you don't do this, your booth application will not be approved next time. We need citizens to work together to make the entire country better."

The coffee in Justin's hand almost spilled out. He looked in disbelief that such a threatening method was used to force people to use small material manufacturing machinery.

After eating, Tommy asked, looking at the frustrated stall owner.

"How about changing to another place?"

The boss shook his head.

"Sir, you don't know, it's the same everywhere in the country now."

Justin swallowed, listening to his boss's cry, there was nothing he could do.

After eating, Justin returned to the investigation site, but still couldn't find anything suspicious. Justin planned to go shopping today because it felt so incredible.

Soon after 1 o'clock, Justin stopped at the door of a restaurant.

"You heard me clearly, starting from today, bring these machines back, and people from the production department will teach you how to make them."

The boss was lecturing more than 20 employees, and Tommy was stunned.

"If you don't follow the production department's requirements honestly, there will be no place for you here. Even if you change places, you won't be able to find a job easily."

Justin's eyes were solemn and he continued to walk. Whether it was some stores or companies, he could see people from the production department carrying small machinery, as well as people from other departments.

Some local PLCs are still helping to maintain order, and now the entire country is reporting on the various benefits of citizens participating in production.

Justin has also noticed that in some daily necessities stores recently, many of the goods are uneven. They are obviously products of the same brand, but they are very inconsistent. It is certain that these items are from small family workshops. produced.

There were even some shortages of goods, which Justin felt was unusual. After all, some companies had reduced their production, so there would definitely be a shortage in the market, and these reduced productions were all allocated to family-style factories.

"Let's go see Mr. President tonight."

Although Justin was dissatisfied with the affairs of these small family workshops, he felt more strange about the more than thirty similar cases that had occurred recently, and he could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart.

Time passed by, and Justin walked around casually until 8 p.m., only to find that there were very few people in some shops, and some night places were a little deserted. In the deserted night clubs, many people were holding raw materials and small bags. The machinery begins to process.

"It's really outrageous."

Justin got in the car. The power of the car is obviously not as good as before, because the new energy sources in the past were more explosive. Nowadays, many flying cars use electric energy, and the speed has completely slowed down a lot.

Just before 9 o'clock, Justin came to the presidential residence, and people from various departments were still working and discussing intensely.

"I have already said that no matter what means you use, you must complete this amount. Those bastards, if they don't do it, let them lose their jobs and let the company not hire them."

Justin was stunned. There were roars from the Commerce Department. Justin looked at each department office. They seemed to be going crazy, shouting that the people below should complete the task of home-made manufacturing.

Justin walked step by step to the room at the top, which was the president's office. After walking in, Tommy stared at the crystal screen quietly, and Justin knocked on the door.

"Come in Chief Justin."

Justin asked after entering and closing the door.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry for taking up your time. I just have something I want to talk to you, Mr. President."

Tommy smiled and nodded, then stood up and took out the wine from the wine cabinet.

"It's amazing. Now there are more than 10 million families involved in family-style factories."

Tommy said as he handed Justin a glass of wine and he took a sip.

"It's indeed something to be happy about."

Tommy said with a smile.

“Our ultimate goal is to enable these home-based factories to meet all material needs close to their homes.”

Although Justin thinks this is excessive, it is indeed very reasonable. You produce and sell yourself, and the economy keeps circulating. This is very good for people in a community, because the economy circulates in the community and will not flow to others. The place.

"Chief Justin, why are you here?"

Tommy asked, and Justin looked at the wine in the glass and then took a big sip.

"Mr. President, there have been some strange cases recently."

Tommy laughed, then sat aside and asked.

"What kind of case."

Justin picked some typical cases and talked about them with Tommy. After a while, Tommy started laughing.

"Director Justin, I think you are overthinking. You can never predict the uncertainty of people. Some people may suddenly explode because of a little thing, but most people have a backlog of things in their lives. There are too many unknown pressures that may burst out one day.”

Justin hummed, then he looked at Tommy, looked at him seriously and asked.

"President Tommy, do you think these things have anything to do with you?"

Tommy was stunned at first, but then the smile disappeared from his face.

"Are you doubting me, Chief Justin?"

Justin nodded, and he spoke.

"Only Mr. President can do such a thing."

Tommy did not speak this time, but asked.

"So do you think I did it? Is there any evidence?"

Justin shook his head.

"Mr. President, you have almost godlike abilities, so you won't leave any evidence, and we can't find it."

Tommy hummed, Justin frowned slightly, and stood up and said.

"Then next time, I'll do it a little more neatly, how about turning it into an accident?"

Justin was shocked, and the wine glass in his hand fell, and the wine spilled all over the floor. Tommy bent down to pick up the wine glass and filled it up for Justin again.

"Mr. President, isn't your speech too irresponsible?"

Tommy put the wine glass on the table, and the wine overflowed, and he asked back.

"So what do you think the value of these dead people is to the whole society? They don't even want to work, let alone accept the family-style factory, so they are just wasting resources if they continue to live."

Justin swallowed, he felt fear, he couldn't imagine that Tommy would admit it.

"But the law"

"Law? That's for most people. This country doesn't need people who don't contribute anything in the future. A new round of reforms will come soon."

Justin's hand holding the wine glass was shaking, he couldn't believe that Tommy would admit it.

"Mr. President, you have to be responsible for the people. How can you do such a thing? Even if they are criminals, they must follow the law."

Tommy shook his head.

"There is no need for laws anymore. In the future, humans only need to obey orders. Such a world is perfect. Humans will not have problems because of their various desires. This world will continue and humans can live forever."

Looking at Tommy's face full of joy and intoxication, Justin pressed his forehead and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Good night, Mr. President. I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said just now."

Seeing Justin was about to leave, Tommy asked.

"You don't know everything, so you will naturally have resistance. Justin, the department will be merged soon. I hope you can continue to serve as the director."

Justin asked.

"Can I choose to resign?"()