Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 69 69· "Cold-blooded executioner, the future of flies."

"Xiao Lin, in your future, after you survive, will there be many vulnerable groups?" At this time, the old man asked Lin Li.

"Almost not." Lin Li shook his head, "They won't survive at all, but this has almost nothing to do with the country."

This group almost disappeared before the country had time to react.

"This is an extreme."

“What follows is an in-between scenario, or a deteriorating future we might face.”

"If the crisis were a little more urgent, a little more severe."

"Then, these people in our position must become cold-blooded and bear the responsibility of personally 'killing' the executioners of these groups' hopes of survival."

"Because in that situation, everyone is at risk, and we have no spare power, and we will not waste it."

"This will become a..."necessary sacrifice." "

No. [-]'s expression was calm during the narration, and there were no emotional fluctuations in his eyes. It seemed that it was not difficult for him to make such a choice:

"That's a situation we don't want to see, but we have to consider it, and I just said it all depends on ability."

"Based on our current assessment of our capabilities, we believe we still have some remaining capacity."

"So we chose to rescue."

"But if our capabilities are compromised in the future, or our judgment of natural disasters is misjudged, and when the remaining capacity gradually decreases and becomes zero, the answer will change."

"That's a very likely scenario."

"Or it's inevitable."

"Manpower is sometimes poor. In the era of natural disasters, the medical and living environment will definitely be worse than before. And some people have a hard time surviving today, let alone this kind of environment."

"If a critically ill patient needs to continue taking a certain drug, but the drug is frozen thousands of meters away from the shelter, how should he make a decision? Xiaolin, what do you think?"

"I... probably can't save him." Lin Li thought for a moment and said.

"Equality for our citizens is both an obligation and a shackle."

"In the era of natural disasters, if you want to save a citizen who has no contribution to the future, you need to put another or even more citizens in danger."

"I won't save you. Most people will understand this choice."

"But there are always dilemmas."

"What if you want to save one healthy citizen? The cost is 'very likely' to put several or more other citizens at risk?"

"If we analyze it from a macro perspective, it's not worth it, but some Easterners, maybe because the person they want to save is their friend, maybe they think it may not be [-]% after all, so they can try their luck?
  In this situation, Xiaolin, what will you do? "

"If you are not my friend, I will be rational. If you are my friend, I will be emotional." Lin Li thought for a while and answered.

"Yes, this is human nature. To take it to the extreme, it is your parents who need to be saved, but if I choose not to save them, what will you think?" the old man asked.

"Probably not to the extent of resentment, but definitely dissatisfied." Lin Li told the truth.

"Then you are quite rational. This situation will become more and more common in the future. This will become a dilemma for us. Emotions are also a kind of shackles. As dissatisfaction accumulates, problems will increase."

Lin Li frowned.

Indeed, the more I think about it, the more it becomes an extremely complicated and confusing account.

It is unrealistic to talk rationally to emotional people.

But emotion is a very important thing.

"What should we do?" Lin Li asked.

"What should I do?" The old man smiled and said, "I cannot be resented, at least when I am in this position, I cannot be resented."

"So when I'm in this situation, I'm hesitant."

"But some people won't. Some people will firmly oppose this kind of rescue. In the end, they will convince me and even use their own power to forcefully stop me, and finally make this decision tend to give up." The old man said slowly.

"He will become the most cold-blooded person in the era of natural disasters. If there is hatred and disgust, it will only be directed at him."

"Who?" Lin Li asked subconsciously.

"I don't know, maybe two or three? It's possible." The old man shook his head.

Lin Li was stunned for a moment, then his pupils narrowed slightly.

What the old man in front of him said was not really that others would stop him.

But after calm analysis, it is judged that this situation should not be rescued.

But we cannot tell everyone this rational analysis, because people are emotional, and insisting on this will easily lead to instability.

So someone needs to sing the good and the bad, and there is one person who will absorb all the hatred - until he completely steps down.

This highly respected person, whose candidate has not yet been determined, will sacrifice everything he has and all his efforts in his life, just to preserve the interests of the East as a whole.

"Do you feel hypocritical and dirty? There's nothing you can do about it." No. [-] asked with a chuckle.

"No, you are clean."

……

"We have spare power, they don't deserve to die, Shen Zi, I know you are sad now, but... don't be too extreme." Sun Qixian held Shen Yiming's shoulders, asked him to look at him, and then said slowly.

"Sorry, Brother Sun." Shen Yiming rubbed his eyes and smiled.

"Actually, I understand. I was really too broken just now. I kept thinking that people like him who my dad left for me should die, so I said such nonsense."

"I feel much better after crying in your arms just now. I'm sorry again, Brother Sun."

"It's okay, it's okay."

When Sun Qixian heard this, he rubbed Shen Yiming's messy hair and looked at his eyes, as if he wanted to confirm how sincere these words were. Then he asked tentatively:
  "Shenzi, you may not be suitable to continue working in your current state. Why don't you go back to spend time with your mother first?

You are not feeling well now, and your mother must not be feeling well either. "

When a parent says something like "go home early" that may affect a child, it means that the other parent has actually reached a critical point. “Then I will send several psychological counselors to your home later to provide you and your mother with another psychological counseling session.

And... maybe you can take some time and take the ashes of your father and grandfather with you when you leave. "

Sun Qixian, who knew this, naturally couldn't let Shen Yiming work anymore, so he said slowly.

Shen Yiming opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refuse, but then nodded:
  "Thank you, brother. I...my current state is indeed a bit unsuitable for work. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you when you are so busy."

"It's okay, it's okay. You go home first. If anything happens, just call me on the phone." Sun Qixian said with a smile.

"Okay." Shen Yiming stood up and bent slightly towards Sun Qixian, and turned his head when he was about to leave.

"What's wrong, Shenzi?" Seeing this, Sun Qixian asked.

"Brother Sun, I didn't come to you about this at first. I had something I wanted to report." Shen Yiming said.

"What's the matter? You tell me first?" Sun Qixian nodded and asked.

"Brother Sun, do you know Director Sha? I don't know if I should say this, but he...didn't we collect a lot of supplies from large supermarkets a few days ago...I was originally in charge of this, but I just When checking, I found something missing...

Then I checked further and found that these things seemed to have been transferred to some accounts and became electronic vouchers.

——But we have clearly just begun to officially convert supplies into vouchers. Now most families are sorting out, and few families are exchanging them.

This is a strange thing about their account, and... it's very neat, very similar to the supplies that were missing after we checked.

Although these accounts do not belong to Director Sha, they basically have some relationship with him...

He should have done this, but I have no evidence. "

Shen Yiming said intermittently.

Sun Qixian raised his eyebrows.

Sha Hui is considered his indirect superior, but he seems to have a good relationship with his superiors.

But these are meaningless to Sun Qixian.

"I originally wanted to ask you, what should I do about this matter...Brother, look, what should I do now?"

"I understand, I will find a way to deal with it, you go back first." Sun Qixian said after hearing this.

"it is good."

After waiting for Shen Yiming, Sun Qixian's face turned cold.

How to do?
  No matter what, you still dare to stretch your hands at this time?
  It’s either you Sha Hui’s salad or my Sun Qixian’s salad!
  More than [-] kilometers away, Zhonghe Prison.

In the warden's office, two men were sitting opposite each other, chatting.

One was wearing a sergeant's uniform, the other a warden's uniform.

"The prison hasn't been this empty for a long time. My prisoners haven't caused you any trouble, have they?" the warden asked.

"Now you can only survive if you follow us, and your sentence will be greatly reduced. Each one works harder than the other." The police chief replied.

According to the [HOPE] bill, those prisoners whose crimes are not serious, and who have no record of hurting anyone based on the type of crime, and who are relatively safe, have been recruited as porters to assist in relocation.

"What about you here? Do any of the family members of these death row prisoners come to see them?" the police chief asked.

"To be honest, there aren't many. Most of them just said they wouldn't come to see them anymore, but there are still a few who came to see them for the last time." The warden said with a smile.

According to the [HOPE] bill, those whose crimes are extremely serious and are subject to the death penalty, suspended death, life imprisonment, or long-term imprisonment. Those who are judged to be 'heinous' and 'dangerous' based on their performance in prison and the type of crime will be executed early.

Don't give any chance.

Like a life sentence, which usually lasts for decades before you can get a chance for parole.

But now, this opportunity is gone, and they will spend their entire lives repaying the sins they committed before.

Of course, some of their friends protested against this provision in the [Hope] bill, but the protest was ineffective.

These people who were executed have all been deprived of their status as citizens of the East. In the era of natural disasters, any danger that appears will be several times or dozens of times more serious than usual, and these people are synonymous with danger.

There is only harm left!

As for those criminals who are between mild and extremely serious crimes, they are still in prison, making other preparations for relocation, and doing some work that does not require seeing people.

They will not be abandoned in the era of natural disasters, and they will not be punished to death, but they will not have complete rights as citizens of the Eastern Kingdom. Living in semi-independent shelters in the future will be very miserable.

and any subsequent additional offense - death.

Dong does not intend to be lenient to people who make big mistakes.

Of course, they could choose to reject this arrangement and die in prison—quickly.

"If something happens, go first."

At this time, the police chief's cell phone placed on the table vibrated. He picked it up and took a look at it, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"What's wrong?" the warden asked curiously.

"There's a meeting," the sergeant responded.

"What's going on? Can I ask?"

"I got some information before that Mr. No. [-] and Mr. No. [-] are taking the lead to fight the flies and tigers in our east again." The police chief said with a smile, and then said to his friend:
  "Don't become a fly. If nothing else happens, the fly will be killed as a tiger now."

"I'm very clean. What do you think I am? This is Zhonghe Prison, not Shawshank Prison." The warden laughed and cursed, and then asked curiously: "And it should be beaten, but flies are treated like tigers. Where is the tiger?"

"There is no need to fight the tiger."

"Huh?" The warden was confused.

The police sergeant who left did not speak. With his back to his friend, he patted the gun bag on his waist.

　I have to argue with myself when writing this kind of plot. As I said at the end of the last chapter, I should not write it again in the future.

　　Let's all have fun watching it. Whether it can be saved or not is just my personal opinion and cannot represent anyone else.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)