"Director, the investigation mission is completed..." "Hmm?" After taking a look at Leon who came in, he found that he was not only covered with a lot of dust, but also had bandages on his hands. The red-haired director who was drinking boiled water could not help but startled slightly, and then asked curiously: "This mission is just to investigate the situation. You can peek into the state of other people's souls in advance. How did it become like this? Is the abnormal object dangerous?" "The abnormal object is not dangerous, and it is even a good thing, but the problem is that it doesn't get along with me..." After briefly talking about his experience, looking at the red-haired woman in front of him who was amused and smiled, Leon, who looked unhappy, hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but said: "Director... Can I ask you something?" The red-haired woman heard the smile on her face and suddenly withdrew, and pressed her shrunken purse vigilantly. "Leon, it's not that I'm stingy, but as the director of the Virgin Bureau, although my salary is a little higher than yours, my daily expenses are also very high, so... um..." "You misunderstood, I'm not asking you to borrow money, I really want to ask you a question..."
After blinking speechlessly, Leon recalled the information he saw and frowned deeply: "Director, before reporting to you, I went to the archives department of the Highway Administration next door and applied to look through their records from more than 90 years ago, and found the Happy Apartment... um... the files related to the anomaly today. The poorhouse donated by the old couple accommodated more than 300 orphans and disabled people at most, but except for a little water fee discount from the water company due to the large number of water users, it has never received any help from the kingdom, and basically uses their Save money to maintain the expenses of the poorhouse. Later, when the old lady became seriously ill and found that she might not be able to hold on for much longer, she applied to the Ministry of Roads for more than 30 times, hoping to turn the poorhouse into a legal municipal facility, and then continue to operate it with her own property, at least until the people inside passed away and then closed it, but she never succeeded. " After briefly describing the situation, Leon took a deep breath, then clenched his fist and said: "I kept thinking on the way, this is obviously a good thing to kill two birds with one stone, why can't it be approved? Those who are unable to work can rely on the property of the old couple to maintain the poorhouse and barely survive; the Ministry of Roads does not need to pay anything, not only does it not have to occupy additional expenses, it does not even need to add staff to manage it. But why did the person who was responsible for the approval at the beginning prefer to watch those orphans and disabled people being driven out, Right in front of their former home, under the sign of "Happy Apartment", they would rather die of starvation and freezing than approve her application? " "You are wrong. The Road Administration has to pay a lot." After hearing Leon's question, the red-haired woman closed her eyes slightly, and then asked calmly: "Suppose you are the person in charge of this matter at the beginning, then let me ask you, the kingdom obviously has its own poorhouse, why didn't the poorhouse you preside over accept those people, but were instead accommodated by the poorhouse built by the citizens? How do you do your work in normal times? Also, if you take over this poorhouse, even if you don't need to send people to manage it in normal times, there must be a responsible manager. If there is a fire or other accident that causes casualties, are you willing to take responsibility? If the fire is caused by the people in the poorhouse, can you accept the fate of being fired for negligence in management? Finally, the poorhouse that receives donations from citizens cannot be considered a merit. Moreover, once it becomes a legal facility recognized by the municipal government, if the poorhouse cannot be maintained due to lack of income and finally closes down, the person in charge will definitely be held accountable. How could anyone be willing to do such a thing that has no benefits, but instead takes on a lot of troubles, and will almost certainly leave a stain on the resume? " "..." ... It really looks like... Alas... Looking at the young man in front of him who was silent and looked increasingly ugly because of his question, the red-haired director sighed slightly in his heart, then stared into the other's eyes and reminded him solemnly: "Leon, I understand that you can't stand this, but don't forget that the work of our Cleanup Bureau is just to keep "abnormal" out of normal people's lives, and the rest of the things are not something we can interfere with casually.
According to the agreement between the Cleanup Bureau and the major kingdoms, unless it involves abnormal objects, it is not allowed to use "inhuman" power to interfere. This is both the survival code of the Cleanup Bureau and the bottom line that the major kingdoms can tolerate. So listen carefully, absolutely, absolutely do not cross this line, think twice before doing anything, and never hurt yourself, understand? " "You worry too much, I really don't want to do anything..." Lyon couldn't help but clench his fists hard when he heard this, then lowered his head and asked calmly: "That was more than 90 years ago. Not only are the people who were driven away dead, but even the person in charge of the approval is dead. What else can I do?" "..." Yes, you really can't do anything about this matter, but what about the Ministry of Roads and the Water Power Company? What about more things you will encounter in the future? Glancing at the slightly shaking shopping bag in Lyon's hand, the red-haired director couldn't help but sigh again in his heart, and his eyes looking at Lyon gradually became complicated. Although I can no longer use my soul vision to check your condition after losing that goat, I know that damn goat too well. From the moment you lowered your head and kept silent, it began to tremble with excitement... "That's it... You've worked hard today." Without continuing to discuss this topic, the red-haired director took the report written by Leon and glanced at it. He tried to suppress the strange sense of déjà vu in his heart and comforted him softly: "Seeing that your hand is injured, I will grant you another half-day leave. You can go home and have a good rest first." "Don't worry, I won't force you to turn a blind eye to those things, nor will I stop you from investigating the water company. I have even exchanged you for anomalies that can protect you. They will be delivered tomorrow so that you can evacuate safely after getting into trouble. But you must remember that when you want to do something, you must find a suitable reason to intervene, just like the water company did this time, and you must never use "abnormality" to affect ordinary people casually. This is my bottom line, and it is also the bottom line of the Cleanup Bureau!" "Well, I remember..." Looking at his face still not Leon was so good-looking that the red-haired director couldn't help but rub his forehead with his hand, and then continued to exhort: "Leon, I know that you are the kind of person with strong moral values and sense of justice. I don't hate your character. I even admire your persistence in sticking to the bottom line after struggling for so long in hard days. But you also have to understand that even if we have extraordinary abilities, we are still members of the human race after all. We cannot exist independently from the human group, and we still have to abide by some basic rules of social operation. Even if you are the king of a kingdom or even the director of the Cleanup Bureau, you can't make everything go according to your own ideas, and you can't control all the things you don't like... I know these words may not be pleasant to hear, but I still hope you can think about it more." "I will... Sorry to bother you today." After saying goodbye to the red-haired director who repeatedly and deeply exhorted him, Leon slowly returned to his own office, his eyes fixed on another shopping bag on the table, but his head kept thinking about the director's evaluation of him. Are my moral values noble? Do I have a strong sense of justice? Is my bottom line firm? The martyr's pension that was embezzled, the alchemy factory that caused Anna's lung disease but refused to compensate, and the hundreds of patients who are still lying in the hospital corridor after drinking the dirty water provided by the water company. And those poor people who were ruthlessly expelled from the poorhouse and died in despair in the cold winter of 1994, whose names were not even worthy of being recorded... Although it seems a bit inexplicably shameful to say this, I really want to know now, is it me who has the problem? Or this damn world? ...
"Let's go." After standing in front of his desk for a while, Leon reached out and picked up the shopping bag full of gray cigarette boxes, then touched the black goat's horn that was broken by the scissors, and whispered thoughtfully: "Find a secluded place... I'll treat you to a cigarette."