Today is also bald for Ke Xue at the winery

After replenishing her energy, Asama Yane yawned a long time and was about to go upstairs to sleep.

Gin leaned his head back on the sofa, holding a notebook in one hand and a cigarette in the other, waving his hands to signal her to go upstairs quickly, and to stay alone for a while.

Suddenly, a burst of intense gunshots resounded through the sky, breaking the silence of the night.

As soon as he heard the gunshot, Gin pressed the cigarette into the bowl, jumped up from the sofa, and dodged to the blind spot of the bullet attack with Miya Asama in his hand.

He pointed the gun at the window with one hand, and took out the flash/light-bomb from his waist with the other hand, always ready to hit the intruder hard.He ruthlessly kicked the laptop, which weighed ten kilograms, under the sofa.

From time to time, there was a flash of fire outside the window, which was the trace of gunfire.

The louder and louder gunshots could not cover up the screams coming from afar.

Yami Asama was pressed behind her back by the gin, and it took her a while to react: "I thought... Annan wasn't that chaotic?"

Gin didn't even look back, and replied with a sneer.

When has there been a lack of disputes in this world?

Gin's subordinates reacted quickly, rushing over with disheveled clothes and guns, which greatly relieved the pressure on defense.The three assistants are not slow, and they are almost in front of each other, gathering on the first floor.

After establishing the initial defense circle, Qin Jiu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and directed Zhu Xing and his subordinates to form a reconnaissance team to go out to find out the situation.

Zhu Xingda had a stern expression on his face, carrying a rifle without saying a word, followed the investigation team and left the villa.

Lvchuan Guanghe ordered the two firemen to be sent to the roof of the building by gin to establish a defensive position.The order they received was that even if they put their lives on the line, they were not allowed to take half a step back.

Amuro was placed in the second line of defense and was allowed to shoot anyone who approached without permission.

As the gunshots got closer, Asama thought she could even hear the groans of the wounded as they fell to the ground.

She shuddered every time a gunshot rang out.

Gin glanced at the little girl with a pale to transparent face, and motioned for Vodka to give her a coat.

At this time, gunshots began to sound from the roof.

Qin Jiu listened for a while, indicating that apart from the basic protection, the rest of the people took the initiative to attack.

The gunshots that had already slowed down became hasty again.

Yane Asama sniffled, feeling the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air.

She lightly poked Qin Jiu's arm: "Do you have enough wound medicine?"

Gin said: "That depends on how many people survive."

Asama Yami shivered slightly, wrapping herself tighter with her coat.

The fierce battle only lasted more than ten minutes. If it wasn't for the occasional sporadic gunshots reminding everyone, everything would have never happened.

The captives were escorted into the villa by the victorious thugs. In view of the bloody scene, Asama Yami was asked to go upstairs to rest.Vodka stood by her side as a bodyguard.

An hour later, Miya Asama learned the absurd truth of the attack from Gin.

"Huh?! The locals thought I was the executioner who came to carry out large-scale human experiments?"

Gin wiped the blood on his hands: "That's right." He fully affirmed Yane Asama's conclusion.

"Ridiculous!" Asama Yami said angrily, "I'm the one who abolished the rules of human experimentation, okay? Where did such outrageous rumors come from? It was so outrageous that the grassroots personnel of the local stronghold united with the periphery to riot together! "

Gin casually threw away the blood-soaked cloth, and motioned to hand over the confession obtained through torture to Asama Yane.

Amuro Toru, with a gloomy expression, presented the information.

There was only one page of hot information, and Miya Asama could read it all at a glance. She just couldn't believe the information recorded on the paper.

"For a long time, the high-level officials of the test base have cooperated with the local action team to threaten the local people to pay tribute under the pretext of treating Agent Orange poisoning?"

"After the test base was converted into a blood station, the locals were forced to 'donate blood' on a regular basis and refused to pay?"

"Because I was worried that the inspection team would find out that illegal operations would be punished, so I spread rumors in the local area that 'the new pervert is going too far, and children are going to be used for human experiments', leading to conflicts between the locals who are about to break out and the inspection team, and plan to kill the inspection secretly. Everyone in the group?"

Miya Asama's expression was numb.

Given [-] possibilities, she would not be able to guess that the cause of this sloppy attack tonight was so ridiculous and pathetic.

Shouldn't she be thankful that the cement used to build this house is on the same level as a bunker?

The trapped beasts who mistakenly thought that the child was about to be taken away had already planned to throw explosives at the villa.

Asama Mine covered her forehead with heartache: Ah, she knew it.

This is the true integrity of the Raven Legion.

Gin smiled grimly and ordered into the walkie-talkie: "Within half an hour, either arrest all the people involved in this matter, or shoot yourself as fast as you can. Go, go, go!"

The guys covered in gunpowder immediately squeezed the door and rushed out, as if they were chasing after the big devil.

After arranging everything, Gin turned his head and said to Asama: "Okay, you can close your eyes and go to bed quickly."

Isn't the word "closed eyes" a bit scary...

But now Yami Asama didn't dare to talk back to the big demon king with terrifying aura. She took off her shoes and went to bed, wrapped her quilt tightly, closed her eyes obediently, and pretended that she was asleep.

This night was so thrilling and exciting that Asama Yane thought she would not be able to fall asleep, but she closed her eyes for a while without thinking, and she was captured by drowsiness and fell into a deep dream.

I had a strange dream all night, and when I opened my eyes, it was already bright.Asama rubbed her temples and got up from the bed sleepily.

After washing up, I went downstairs and saw Lu Chuanguang busy in front of the pot in the kitchen.

Asama Yami twitched her nose: "Thick egg yaki?"

Maoyan youth said softly: "Did you sleep badly yesterday? Eat some sweets, it will make you feel better."

Asama Yane was holding up her chopsticks and staring at the delicious food that was about to be cooked, when she heard the words, she suddenly smiled: "You are right. Thank you, Midorikawa."

Lu Chuanguang smiled for a moment.

Asama Miya buried her head in her mouth, and missed the assistant's complicated expression.

After breakfast or lunch, gin almost appeared in the villa.He had been wrapping up the attack since last night, and he didn't even have time to close his eyes.

Asama Miya glanced at the empty plate apologetically, and said to Gin: "You are late, why don't you wait for Midorikawa to make you another breakfast?"

Gin rejected her flatly: "Don't worry about your food, follow me to the test base to finish." He couldn't understand those messy test data.

Asama Yane stood up and said, "Lead the way, just tell me about the actual situation of the blood station on the way."

On the way, Gin gave a concise introduction to the situation of the base's blood station.

Those bastards who didn't even have a professional certificate used to tie up the cheated people and spray them with medicine, but now they simply push people to the ground to draw blood.

Asama Yane was unable to close her eyes.

A large amount of blood was drawn in a short period of time from patients poisoned by Agent Orange, and the blood was sold as primary blood products.

Double disregard for human life.

No wonder some people believed the outrageous rumors about using children as experiments.

Because those bastards are the ones who can really do such a thing!

"What are you going to do with it?"

"One bullet per person."

"Those hands-on grassroots and peripherals too?"

Gin was silent.

Asama Yane asked about the trickiest part of this matter.

The moths who were executed were all airborne factions with at least the same brains and academic qualifications, and there was not a single local.Those who are still alive are all trapped beasts who have been squeezed and deceived, locals who have nowhere to go.

Gin hesitated.

Of course, he could send one bullet per person, but if he did that, the base and the line would be completely useless.In today's international environment, organizations may not be able to open up a new line to replace it.

Asama Yami sighed, and said, "Let me remind you, why the locals could bear it when the leaders of this stronghold went too far in the past, but this time they couldn't help it?"

Gin said with a regretful look: "The rubbish is detoxified and everyone here, including the peripheral and grassroots people, has to say that this is a good idea. But it doesn't work now. The decision here has been made, even if If you don’t detoxify, you will kill all outsiders.”

Miya Asama sighed deeply, and after confirming that Gin really didn't want to give up here, she suggested: "Since it's for the children, then everything starts with the children.

Agent Orange detoxification is used as a benefit to open half-price treatment channels to grassroots and peripheral personnel; the person who died last night will provide a free treatment spot for their family, and the injured person will provide free treatment for himself. "

Qin Jiu said in a deep voice: "Impossible, there are no doctors here. The organization will not send doctors to station, even Doctors Without Borders will not come here."

Is this a real-life version of Frevans' dilemma ("One Piece")?

Asama Yane said wearily: "So I have another suggestion, build a school for children, a school for training doctors."

Gin thought it was whimsical, but Miya Asama was a professional. He could only be skeptical, and took the school building plan that he had just got that afternoon, flipping through it from beginning to end, and then from beginning to end.

After pondering over and over again, he had to admit that Miya Asama's plan was quite feasible.

Although the planned school is aimed at primary school students, there is actually no age limit for admission, and students under the age of 16 can be accepted.Their courses are not addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, light, heat, electricity, etc., but basic medical knowledge. As long as they can relieve daily ailments, they can graduate from school.

Gin secretly admired the ingenuity of this idea.

Nearly 20 years have passed since the emergence of Agent Orange, and the people who are still there have actually gradually become numb to the poison. Compared with the threat of the associated poison, they are more afraid of the pain and death that is close at hand.

Daily ailments are what the locals are more afraid of. Common colds, broken arms, and tetanus are their enemies in life.

As long as this school can produce crappy doctors who can cure colds, colds, and broken arms and legs, the locals will no longer have a life-and-death relationship with the stronghold.The children of grassroots members and peripheral members have a future, and these benefits are enough to buy the lives of desperate beasts.

Gin accepted all the orders with satisfaction, and began to order his subordinates to build the school.

Yane Asama didn't want to care about the bad things here, threw Xia Guoshu's "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" as a textbook to Gin, and plunged into the laboratory.

She traveled thousands of miles to come here, even at the risk of a hail of bullets, but she did not forget the purpose of coming here: to collect the differences in thinking signals of people of different races and health levels.

Yane Asama took a deep breath: The situation here is severe, we cannot stay for long.She's about to start working again.