You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 125: Yuancheng and the Great Commander
Wei San looked at the handcuffs in the policeman's hand, then looked around before realizing that the other party wanted to arrest him.

This wasn't Wei San's fault for being slow to react, but rather it was the first time he had been arrested with handcuffs in more than a decade since he became an A-rank member.

According to the federal saturation arrest style, at least two A-level, a group of B-level, and several fully armed tactical teams must be sent.

Now that he has been promoted to special class, the Federation will have to make a bigger effort to capture him.

But before resisting, Wei San wanted to know why the policeman arrested him.

"What did I do?"

Wei San asked, his tone not only without any fear, but also with a hint of curiosity.

"You were in the wrong place at the wrong time, and you will be arrested."

As he said that, the police handcuffed Wei San. Wei San did not resist. He also wanted to get some information about the city from the police.

"What is the charge?" Wei San asked.

“Everyone has to follow the city plan.

“The city assigns different occupations and identities to everyone. According to occupational and identity codes, everyone must do specific things at specific times.

"And no one is scheduled to read the newspaper at this time. The time for reading newspapers is after get off work at 6:30.

"Violating the code and engaging in behavior that is not in accordance with regulations is a crime."

The policeman said a lot, and even though he was a little impatient, he still explained the matter clearly.

Wei San thought about it carefully for a while and then he understood.

Simply put, people here are assigned an identity and occupation upon birth and reaching a certain age.

This identity should include family identity, and everyone must act within the framework of "identity" and "occupation".

If you do something that is not in compliance with the regulations, you will be arrested.

The police officer gave Wei San an answer because of his police duties, even though his impatience was written on his face.

"What is the name of this city?" Wei San asked again.

"This is a question that has nothing to do with the case. I don't want to answer you." The police's voice was very cold. Wei San thought to himself, this is his true character.

"Can't you even say this?"

"Hmph." The police sneered. He had the right not to say anything that was not related to the case.

In fact, he didn't want to say anything except what was needed for work.

He always had a stern face, which made people feel cold.

So, Wei San changed the way he asked the question.

"Where are you taking me?"

The policeman immediately replied, "Yuancheng District 13 Police Station."

Wei San nodded: "So it's called Yuancheng."

Then, the handcuffed Wei San got into the policeman's car.
Wei San observed the city through the car window.

Gradually, he discovered that everyone here was very well-behaved.

For example, the bus arrives at the station on time and to the second;
For example, if you look at anyone walking on the street, you can basically tell his occupation by his clothes.

This city has a perverted orderliness!
But everyone's expression was one of deep bitterness and hatred.

The waiter greeting customers at the store door may look anxious and irritable one second; but when a customer comes in the next second, he can seamlessly switch to a cheerful smile.

The peach blossoms in March and April are not as bright as the smile on his face.

Wei San didn't have a deep understanding of this situation, after all, he spent more time in prison than at work.

But if Chi Ping were here, he would be able to see it clearly at a glance——

This state is called: class atmosphere.

The bottom line is that everyone really dislikes their job and the thought of quitting turns over in their mind eight hundred times a day.

Soon, Wei San was sent to the police station.

When registering his information, Wei San saw that most of the police officers here also looked bitter and resentful.

But the work must be done.

During the registration process, Wei San told where he was from, but the police officer who was registering him didn't even look at him, probably because it didn't affect the final sentencing.

They were tortured to the point of having no passion left in them.

The area where suspects are detained is just behind the police station office area. It is called the detention room. The suspects will be sent to prison after completing the trial process.

There are three compartments in the detention room, each separated by iron railings.

There were not many people left in the room at this time, and there were only six people including Wei San.

It was not until Wei San entered the detention room that he realized that he was arrested for getting a newspaper for free!
Among the other five people except Wei San, four of them were a little neurotic. They were either muttering to themselves at the wall or sitting in the corner with lifeless eyes in a daze.

Only the guy who lived next door to Wei San greeted him when he saw him coming.

"How did you get in here, bro?"

the guy next door asked.

Wei San thought about it and felt embarrassed to say he'd read it in the newspaper. After all, he was such a tough guy, so he simply didn't answer. According to Yuancheng's rules, the maximum detention was three days, followed by a week of ideological education, and finally, he could be assigned a job and integrated into Yuancheng.

"How did they get in?" Wei Sanfan said, "they" refers to those people who are staying indoors and are in an abnormal mental state.

"There are all sorts of reasons for this, like two people trying to swap jobs, one trying to swap rooms, one trying to swap families."

"Who is this family?"

"Parents and children, do you think they are your wife?" the man next door laughed.

"Can parents and children be swapped?"

"We're all arranged identities, so why can't we swap?" the man next to him said as a matter of course, then paused: "You're not a local?"

Since there is a concept of "locals", it is likely that the other party knows about the outside of the city.

Wei San nodded: "Do you know what's outside?"

"I know. The President has been promoting this on TV. He said that the order here should be brought outside as well."

Wei San was stunned by what the buddy said.

According to this statement, this commander-in-chief is most likely the mastermind behind the Canjin Chamber of Commerce and one of the Ten-Faced Gods.

Only villains are too idealistic and try to realize their ideals.

"Then how did you get in?" Wei San asked again.

"I don't like the careers that are assigned to me. They asked me to be a firefighter." The guy next door said, "I can't live my whole life in a planned way, right?"

Wei San nodded. Under the extremely strict order, signs of resistance were born.

This guy can be considered a pioneer in this city.

At least, he was the first to awaken the consciousness of resistance.

Wei San suddenly felt a little respect for this man. He had only seen such courage to challenge order in the warden.

That kind of greatness is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

This guy, having some ideas like this, is already amazing.

"So what is your ideal career?" Wei San asked.

"Arsonist!" The guy slapped his thigh. "They have a lot of professional firefighters here who can put water on the ground, but not a single professional arsonist who can set fires!"

Looking at his proud expression, Wei San had the urge to cover his face.

All that excited imagination just now was in vain.

This guy is totally sick!
"How are people with special abilities rated here?" Wei San asked in order to assess the level of this city.

"What is ability?" The guy next door looked confused.

Wei San frowned, his hands slightly opened. The handcuffs on his wrists were torn off by his A-level physical fitness.

During the entire process, Wei San didn't even glance at it, just like no one would pay special attention to how to take a step to walk or how to pick up chopsticks to eat.

"Like this." Wei San said.

The more indifferent Wei San is, the more shocked the guy next door is!
It was the first time he saw someone break a chain with their bare hands. He had never seen it before, even on TV!

This is probably not a human. Is there an elephant living inside this guy's body?
He was completely shocked and forgot to speak for a moment.

Then, Wei San asked again: "Is there anyone capable?"

The person opposite opened his mouth and shook his head.

Wei San stretched out his hand, deformed the iron railing between the two of them, and then stepped over.

Finally, gently close his mouth.

The sound of upper and lower teeth knocking against each other could be clearly heard, and the guy opposite finally came to his senses.

"You, how did you do that?"

He looked at the deformed iron railings behind Wei San and swallowed hard.

Wei San roughly understood what was going on after looking at the guy's appearance.

In this city, it is very likely that except for the commander-in-chief, everyone else is an ordinary person.

"One last question." Wei San put a hand on the guy's shoulder, his face kind and smiling.

"You, you tell me," he said tremblingly. "I just realized today that arsonists are nothing compared to you. Could you please tell me what you do for a living?"

"I also want to learn the same professional skills as you."

Wei San ignored his nonsense and said directly:
"How can you see the commander-in-chief here?"

The guy next door looked at Wei San's narrow eyes and scratched his head.

"I don't know. The last time the Grand Commander showed up, a madman blew up the Commander's Mansion."

"Oh?" Wei San's eyes lit up: "Then how many command offices do you have here?"

"One, one." He blinked, feeling that the idea in Wei San's mind might be a little dangerous.

"So, is it fixed?"

(End of this chapter)