In the evening, Shun'an City is still shrouded in dense fog, the ice and rain are sparse, the few buildings are lit up, the people gathered on the streets gradually disperse, and the hustle and bustle of the past no longer exists.

The city was not quiet, the streets were still filled with the footsteps of soldiers, the sound of tank tracks rubbing against the ground, and the faint sound of helicopter propellers in the air.

Zhang Xuesong wore a yellow and blue peaked cap and walked to Yuan Xin's left, inspecting the shops on both sides of the street, which were mostly run by small businesses, and had no intention of looking for restaurants, but came outside to observe the situation.

Most of the storefronts have been damaged to varying degrees, the twisted roller shutters have been removed by the owner of the store, it can no longer protect the safety of the store, the glass doors and windows inside have been reduced to slag, apparently suffered from last night's looting, and the owner of the store is still packing up the goods scattered on the ground.

It wasn't the attackers of the Sky Tower who destroyed these storefronts, nor the gangsters who escaped from their cells, but the people who fished in troubled waters.

The police arrested some of them, and an investigation of those people found that they were all citizens of the middle income class of the city, and only a few of them belonged to the poor.

The results of the survey have puzzled many people, and in the analysis of their data, they found a common denominator, if not all of them, but they are the vast majority, that is, they have borrowed money from banks to maintain their consumption levels.

At this moment, under the joint control of the police and the military, there are almost no similar robberies in the city, but there are still thefts committed in the aftermath of the chaos.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, accompanied by the smell of burning, and the flames of the large buildings that had been on fire were extinguished early, but some of the places that could not be seen were still burning, and the spilled smoke mixed with the mist that enveloped the city, making it even more difficult to find out where there was still danger.

Liang Luyao looked at the dilapidated storefronts and pinched her nose, looked at Zhang Xuesong through Yuan Xin and asked, "How many people attacked here yesterday?" ”

"Do you mean attacking the stations or the residents?"

"Isn't it different? They are all from the Sky Pavilion. ”

Zhang Xuesong pressed the brim of his hat and said: "It's different, the people who attacked the station only launched an attack on the station, and rarely hurt our people, there are about four or five hundred people in total, and it is an extra team that creates chaos in the city, only seven people." ”

Liang Luyao stopped and looked around, pointed to the damaged houses and said in surprise: "You mean that these are all done by those seven people?" ”

"Let's just say that although they didn't do it directly, they had an indirect relationship with them, and those attackers at the station rarely opened fire outside the station, so it didn't matter to those people, and of course those gunshots can also be counted as an impact on the citizens."

"It's too exaggerated, how many people can mess up such a big city?" Liang Luyao continued to ask: "What about our police office and soldiers, what are they doing?" ”

Yuan Xin couldn't help but think of the situation of treating the injured last night, patted Liang Luyao's shoulder and motioned to move forward, and sighed slightly: "It is estimated that we Huameng are not ready for war." ”

Zhang Xuesong agreed: "It should be this problem, now it's just the management that tightens the strings of the war, and the people and the vast majority of grassroots soldiers don't know what's going on, so the lack of cohesion is secondary, and the fundamental thing is that they don't know who the enemy is and what to do." ”

"Then why keep it a secret?" Liang Luyao continued to ask.

The issues involved are too complex to be explained in a few words.

Zhang Xuesong simply said the word "timing", believing that Liang Luyao herself would be able to understand the meaning and save those verbose words.

Of course, Liang Luyao could figure it out, but she didn't bother to bother with it, so she rolled her eyes at Zhang Xuesong's concise answer, and turned to Yuan Xin and asked, "Where are we going now?" ”

At night, many of the shops on the street are closed, and they may have never opened today, not counting the medium-sized and large restaurants with security guards.

The sparse pedestrians on the road are mostly carrying large bags of groceries and hoarding food from supermarkets that are still open, and they don't know when the chaos will happen again.

The smell of burnt air and the oppressive atmosphere were unappetizing, and Yuan Xin put aside the matter of dinner, and proposed to go to the management building in the North District, where he learned from the news that it was more heavily surrounded by people, and went there to find out the current situation.

Before he had gone far, Yuan Xin asked Zhang Xuesong if he wanted to go to the joint command there.

Zhang Xuesong learned from the news he received that there was nothing going on there, he was not ready to go over, and he didn't want to show his face in front of any manager, it was very inconvenient to lose the disguise on his body, so he waited for Huang Yuetuo to send the Yi container over, otherwise it would be a problem to even go to Australia and Asia.

When I arrived at the management building, I saw a large crowd of people, some of whom wondered how the management had dealt with yesterday's chaos, whether there was a war against Asamoto, and whether they could ensure the safety of the residents of the city.

More people are for compensation, those who lost their property in the chaos and have relatives who have died, they originally went to the police, but after seeing that the police office was also damaged, they gathered here, not just for the property, and wanted the management to give an explanation, and used the tax money to support those managers, police offices and soldiers, and they couldn't even have a decent answer if something happened.

There are a number of desks set up by managers in front of the office building, and the clerk intends to write down the problems of the people, and there are personnel dressed in police uniforms to cooperate with the record, so as to facilitate the solution one by one, such as the alarm for property damage, and the protection declaration of the victims' families, but no people come forward.

The people are united in their demand that the murderer be punished, this is their home, and this is also the place where they will live in the future, and they have a lot of confusion about the inexplicable attack, and they do not want to live in a place full of fear.

Liang Luyao looked at this scene and recalled an overseas trip last year, when she stayed in a newly opened hotel in the United Nations of North America, and was attacked by unknown people less than two days ago.

The first time I saw someone killed at gunpoint, several Baiwei employees and some local guests, and later the Jianhe Police Office, which was responsible for handling the matter, gave an investigation report on the robbery of property by the Black Light Organization, but Liang Luyao could see that the security personnel of the hotel seemed to have been prepared, otherwise not to mention whether they could be safe, even the number of victims was more than that, and then only knew the truth under the questioning of Zhang Xuesong.

Liang Luyao has palpitations every time she thinks about it, and thinks that it is very unfair for the management to conceal the cross-time and space forces to the people, at least the right to know and protect themselves. (To be continued.) )