【No CP + Business Management + Apocalypse】
Task issued - New World Task: Open a hotel in the apocalypse.
Xia Yan: You said it was a vacation? Where's the scenery? Is it zombies?...
Chapter 544 Interrogation
Half a month later, the missing person Chu Wanfu finally appeared in the hotel lobby again.
"Do you still remember what I told you about renting the square last time?"
Xia Yan leaned lazily on the sofa and asked, "Of course, the interrogation has been completed?"
"That's about the same," Chu Wanfu said, not wanting to go into too much detail. He changed the subject and said, "Let's talk about ten o'clock today. I'll go there early."
"Okay, no problem."
After seeing Chu Wanfu off, Xia Yan walked into the safe zone and stretched his body.
In just a few days, the base was reduced to ruins, with corpses piled up on both sides of the road and black blood gathering in the sewer like stagnant water, emitting a foul stench.
There wasn't even a living zombie to be seen in the entire city, and there was a dead silence all around.
Xia Yan looked for a while, then turned around and walked into the backyard, and went directly to the private island through the door there.
I opened the door and went out, where the sun was warm and the sea breeze was gentle.
After applying sunscreen, she lay down on the beach chair and prepared to close her eyes to rest. The moment she closed her eyes, she opened them again, opened the operating background, and typed some text into it.
Confirm, publish on time, then close your eyes and enjoy the sunbath.
Ten o'clock sharp.
The Ridai Island broadcast suddenly spoke again.
After the last ticket incident, everyone is quite sensitive about broadcasting.
So the moment the sound appeared, everyone on the island immediately stopped what they were doing, and walked out of the houses, shops, stalls, and supermarkets to the open space outside, listening attentively without missing a word.
However, this time, it was really just a notice for everyone to rush to the square immediately.
"Why did they suddenly tell everyone to go to the square? This has never happened before, has it?"
"Did something big happen again?"
"I don't know. We'll find out when we go over there and take a look."
If you look from above, you'll see that people all over the island are flowing into the same place like a stream.
When we arrived at the square, we found that the middle area was covered with a thin barrier and only people in military uniforms could enter and exit freely.
They looked around, walked towards the stands, and sat down wherever they could.
Soon, a large group of people sat there, all staring at the area below, talking with the people around them, and speculating that something big had happened again.
As they watched, someone felt more and more familiar, and suddenly slapped their thigh and said loudly: "Isn't this an enlarged version of the court session?!"
When she shouted like this, the others suddenly understood and responded collectively.
"Oh yeah, I was wondering why it looked so familiar, isn't this my old workplace?!"
"Why are you suddenly connected to the court? What was the main reason for your arrest? Are there any criteria? Is he going to go to jail?"
Many people at the scene changed their expressions and wanted to get up and leave restlessly, but they were afraid of being too conspicuous and attracting unnecessary attention.
At this moment, Chu Wanfu, dressed in military uniform, entered the room with a stern look in his eyes and a solemn expression. He just glanced around and these people sat up straight, not looking away.
The field suddenly fell silent.
After a while, three big men in neat suits walked in. General Chu stood up to greet them and asked one of them, an old man with gray hair, to sit in the first seat.
Just as everyone was wiping their wet palms on their pants for the third time, the soldiers entered in an orderly manner, followed by more than a hundred prisoners with wretched looks, fierce eyes, and wearing the same striped clothes.
Just one glance and you can tell that these people are the protagonists of today.
The prisoners were lined up in a row, with thin silver chains on their wrists and ankles, and two soldiers standing behind each of them to guard them.
They looked around leisurely, sometimes at the dark crowd, sometimes at the tall hospital buildings, and sometimes at the wet and salty sea breeze.
Finally it comes together into a sentence.
"It feels like a dream! Why didn't Mr. Bin ever mention such a great place?"
"Who the hell are we? In the eyes of those bosses, we're just scapegoats!"
"Hahaha, it's a joke. That bastard Jing Wenbin schemed and plotted, but in the end, he died before us."
At this time, four people were escorted past them. After seeing their appearance, some of them knew who they were and began to greet them without thinking.
The soldier behind him couldn't stand it any longer and hit him on the back with the butt of his rifle, shouting, "Keep your mouth shut!"
The woman whose whole family had been greeted just looked back without any reaction.
After everyone arrived, Chu Wanfu took the microphone and made his opening remarks, letting everyone know that this was a military court trial, and those standing below were part of the largest gang that secretly controlled the black market, committed arson, murder, looting, and all kinds of evil.
Chu Wanfu signaled to Xia Yan who appeared silently, and the huge display screen behind him immediately switched to an interrogation video.
In the picture sat a man covered in tattoos, playing with chains with a defiant look on his face, making a rattling sound.
The sound was transmitted through the loudspeakers and reached the ears of everyone present with incredible clarity.
"Confess and I'll give you leniency; resist and I'll punish you severely. Answer whatever I ask, and don't try to get away with it! First question: What have you been ordered to do in recent years?"
"Oh, Mr. Bing, your question is too vague. I have done a lot of things. It depends on what you want to hear."
"Tell it again carefully from beginning to end, without missing a word."
"That's too long. Can you give me a glass of water? I'm sure I'll be thirsty soon. My tongue is suffering, and it's normal to forget things. Don't you agree, brother Bing?"
"...get him a glass of water."
"Can you tell me now?"
"Yes, that's absolutely possible." The man held the water cup, staring at the clear water inside, and said with a smile, "I'm just a little brother, doing errands. Today this black market is open, so I'll go over to sell cigarettes. Tomorrow that black market--"
"Get to the point!"
"Oh, then I'll just keep it simple. I collect debts, scout locations, find people, source resources, expand my territory, and take on some private work to make some extra money."
"Which spot?"
The man grinned and said, "Let's see which girls and boys are good-looking. By the way, let's see if there are any superpowers around. If there are, find a few. If you can beat them, beat them. If you can't, call for help."
“What are the criteria for finding someone?”
"At first, they did. They mainly targeted good-looking, young people, and preferably those with some special abilities. Later on, there were no more standards. They just caught anyone who was alone. If the higher-ups pushed them too hard... hehe, you know."
"I don't understand. Please tell me in detail."
"Well, you nerds, you have no imagination at all. Just rob them from behind, rob them in front of you, rob them from behind, trick them out of the base and take them away. As long as you can get them back and report to the task, who cares?"
“And then sell it on the black market?”
The man raised his eyebrows and smiled maliciously, "That's not my job, I don't know."
"Where did you send all the people you captured?"
"Well, I actually know this, the laboratory."