After wearing the book, I made the villains cry

Chapter 87
[Leng Wenxie follow-up investigation diary]

Number: 001, Recorder: Su Xi
Monday, May 5, Overcast
In a world in the midst of a "nuclear winter," the great thing about pretending to be a biologist is that you basically get preferential treatment wherever you go, because you're the one to save this dying world.

Years of wars have led to the retrogression of all aspects of society, such as the level of science and technology, which has made my high school knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry come in handy in the real world. It is more than enough for this job as a "biologist". As long as I don't talk nonsense, It will not be found to be counterfeit for the time being.

Harm, besides, no matter what world you are in, one thing will never change:

It doesn't matter whether you really understand it or not, as long as you pretend to understand it well and don't be found out that you don't understand it, it is enough to deceive people.

No, how can it be called cheating when doing tasks.It's just... a bit of a roundabout tactic to get there.

All in all, I infiltrated the place where the target person, Leng Wenxie, worked. As a biological expert dispatched by a foreign research institution, I became a senior consultant for J City's "Biometric Identification Chip Upgrade Plan for Human-Biochemical Human Distinction".

To be honest, I don’t know anything about this project. After I came to the city hall, I had three assistants, all in their twenties. They did the daily work. I just had to pretend to sit in front of the computer Tapping on the keyboard, pretending to think hard about some decision-making for a while, thinking about something I don't understand at all, and then signing my name very carefully.

It's good to be a brick house.

I tried my best to hold my 34A.

Mixed in, but how to create an intersection with my target of the strategy.

After all, it is impossible to go to his office for no reason and tell him how inhumane his "Biochemical Human Self-discipline Management Law" is.

To do that would be tantamount to suicide.

I can only wait for a small matter that can be related to the legal affairs at work, and then take advantage of the problem to cut off the assistant's work and go to line up with him personally, no, it is "docking".

This is the norm for professionals.

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[Leng Wenxie follow-up investigation diary]

Number: 002, Recorder: Su Xi
Monday, May 5, Overcast
It's [-]:[-] in the afternoon and I'm sitting in my car.

I couldn't find a reasonable opportunity to contact Leng Wenxie for a while, but I couldn't be completely idle. After all, this biological project will always end, and I can always wait passively, so I decided to be a not-so-dignified stalker , to fully understand the target of my strategy.

By all-around, I'm currently referring to his after-get off work hours, since I have no reason to see him during work hours.

At six-fifteen he emerged from the City Hall building.

The weather wasn't very cold, but he was wearing a rather heavy black long coat and black leather gloves on his hands, making his skin even more morbidly white.

I am about 100 meters away from him now, and he should not be able to see me.I have the blackest protective film on my car windows.

When I was having lunch with a few assistants these days, I listened to their gossip.I have two female assistants, both in their early twenties, fresh out of school and not yet married.

They seemed to have heard about this Leng Wenxie a long time ago, and he had a good reputation among the female staff of the city hall. Although he was married and had a wife, many young girls still flocked to him.

Their evaluation of him is:

"Abstinent, ruthless, decisive in killing, unsmiling, holding powerful power, like a... tyrant."

But he also has weaknesses.

Like most humans in this world, after a large-scale nuclear explosion, he also suffered from the sequelae of nuclear pollution. His symptoms are mainly reflected in the lungs, and he often has asthma. He carries a spray for asthma treatment with him.

But he still has a strong addiction to cigarettes, which makes his cough more frequent.

Smoking is completely banned inside the city hall building, and there is not much time to unwind.

Now, after work, he was standing on a high step, taking out two things from his coat pocket one after another.

First, it was an asthma spray, and I sprayed it into my mouth a few times;

Then he took out the cigarette case, took out a snow-white cigarette and held it in his hand, took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and habitually looked up to the sky, the whole set of movements was smooth and smooth.

It seemed that he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and the first puff of smoke lingered in his mouth for a long time before slowly exhaling a few circles.

Above us, in a very distant place, is full of thick smog rising from the nuclear explosion. Those substances make the city see no sunlight all year round, and the temperature remains at a low level all year round. All the scenery is covered with a layer of haze. .

He stood there alone, with a little white neck exposed on his back, which was particularly dazzling in this gray-black world.

I can't help guessing, what is he thinking about at this moment, who is in a high position?

He knew that due to the impact of the bill he led to promulgate, so many biochemical humans in the "academy", like pork, beef or mice, were reduced to medical "consumables" without dignity, and were picked at will Healthy internal organs, do you still dream of surviving five donations and becoming a free biochemical person?
He knows that the cyborgs in the "factory" are being treated inhumanely. They are doing the hardest work, but they don't get reasonable remuneration. The average life expectancy is less than 30 years old, and they are exhausted at work. Can't they wait until retirement? ?

Suddenly, he lowered his head and looked in my direction.

I turned my head instinctively, started the car in a panic, and made a loud noise in a row of stationary vehicles.

Now that I had started the car, it seemed even more suspicious that I stayed where I was, so I turned on my turn signal, turned the steering wheel, and drove out of the City Hall car park.

I peeked at him from the rearview mirror. As the car moved away, his figure became smaller and smaller, but his eyes still followed me, which made me feel extremely uneasy.

In fact, he may not have really seen me, but it is possible that he has looked at the sky for a long time and lowered his head to move around.

It's just that I have a guilty conscience.

However, after this glance, I admit that the little assistant is right.

In Leng Wenxie, there is indeed some very attractive temperament.

It wasn't simply a matter of looks, and it had nothing to do with the power he possessed.

It's the aura of a tyrant.

When his gaze falls on you, you will feel guilty for no reason, and all your secrets will be hidden.

You feel like he can strip you naked just by looking at him.

I got to know many bad guys in the first two worlds.

Some are bad because they're stupid, some are badass, and some are bad enough to take my life for profit.

And he...

Leng Wenxie, he is not a bad guy in the ordinary sense.

He's more like the devil.

I am the author of this world, and this world gave birth to him.

Rounding up, am I the devil too?

(End of this chapter)