Chapter 2982
Early in the morning, Mr. A knocked on the doors of each room, and after making sure that his family had not turned into monsters, he began to cook.
He has excellent cooking skills, and even if the ingredients are imperfect, he can make very delicious food.
So in this family, the person who cooks is him, not his wife.
There are two children in this family and the couple. Although they are not so rich, they are still harmonious.
It is not perfect, after all, the life of the poor is full of regrets, but it is definitely not bitter.
Breakfast is baba soup with wheat cakes. The raw materials of baba soup are free food distributed by the shelter. Many people don’t like this food that looks like baba.
But Mr. A used his cooking skills to process the free relief food, giving it some special flavor, and even turning it into a sauce that is more acceptable to people.
The staple food is a cake made by kneading wheat flour and protein bars. It is not thick. Due to limited ingredients and limited funds, everyone only has one cake.
But it can be used to roll baba sauce, and you can roll a lot, which can fill the stomachs of the family.
Plus the taste was good, so the family had no complaints about the food.
When his wife and twin daughters came to the restaurant, he put down his work, walked over with a smile, hugged his wife and children, and kissed them on the cheek.
What a harmonious family!
His wife talked about today's work arrangements, his lovely daughters were looking forward to something new that would happen in school, and Mr. A was thinking about the next round of meals in three days.
The TV was not on, but one of his eyes was paying attention to the content on the TV screen in the living room.
The Global Communication Group has established a department called the "Special Pollution Investigation Office" and has also formed a law enforcement army called the "Pollution Investigation Force".
"...The new pollution investigation team will be equipped with the most advanced weapons and technology. As long as they find the target, they can easily capture these polluters."
"In addition, the Global Communication Group has submitted a new proposal for the Personal Privacy Security Act to the federal government. The proposal will increase at least 20% of cameras in various regions, including more private places."
"Such as toilets, bathrooms, etc."
"In addition, there are a series of bills such as the Public Facilities Safety Act, the purpose of which is to catch polluters as soon as possible..."
"Dear?"
Mr. A was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, "Sorry, I was distracted!" He picked up the napkin and wiped his lips, "What did you say just now?"
"I am on the afternoon shift today. You know that there have been many missing cases recently. I am very worried about our children, so I hope you can pick them up from school in the afternoon."
Mr. A looked at the two daughters who were looking at him at the same time and nodded, "Glad to serve, Your Highnesses, the two princesses, and Your Highness the Queen."
While talking, the doorbell of the room suddenly rang, and the whole family looked at the door with some curiosity.
Mr. A's expression was a little strange. Before his family could see clearly what was outside the door, he had actually noticed what was outside the door.
The wife saw that her husband did not stand up. Just as she was about to stand up, a hand pressed on her shoulder and pushed her back.
"You hurt me." She looked at her husband, and the gentle smile on Mr. A's face had disappeared, leaving only a cold look.
He, or "it", was thinking.
Should he escape, or... try to get away with it.
The magnetic card of Global Pass brought great inconvenience to hiding one's identity. You have to swipe the card wherever you go. If you don't swipe the card, you can't get in, and you are easily questioned by those police officers and patrol teams.
It's easy to escape, but where can you go?
Finally, he loosened his hand, and his cold face was filled with a regretful expression, "Sorry, I hurt you, I was a little nervous."
The wife was a little confused, "What's wrong with you?"
Mr. A shook his head, he picked up a napkin and wiped his hands, "I'll go open the door."
Then he opened the door, and there stood a fully armed patrol outside the door, with large-caliber weapons in their hands facing his head.
Although Mr. A's vital organs were not in his head, a pierced head would also cause him great harm.
It resisted the urge to take action and showed some fearful expressions, "What happened, gentlemen?"
A security officer in charge of the arrest took the photo in his hand and compared it, "You are arrested, put your hands where we can see, and then walk out slowly."
Mr. A widened his eyes as if he couldn't accept this fact, "What did I do wrong?"
Its non-cooperation made everyone take a step back, but it was this resistance that everyone opened the safety of their weapons.
"You don't need to know what crime you committed. If you have no problem, you will be back soon, but if you have a problem..."
Mr. A's family also came to the door, and it seemed hard for them to believe it.
The woman took the initiative to stand between Mr. A and the patrolmen, "Did you make a mistake?"
"He is a good man and has never hurt anyone. You must have made a mistake."
She was a little excited and seemed to want to argue something, so she took another step forward.
It was this step that made the highly nervous soldiers pull the trigger subconsciously, and a gunshot made the whole street quiet down.
The woman stared at everything in front of her in a daze, she could hardly believe that all this was real!
Her husband stood in front of him, half of his body was blown up like a pile of rotten meat, but strangely, no blood flowed out.
The two looked at each other, and Mr. A showed the smile that he often showed at home, "Sorry, I scared you."
"Live a good life with them, and if possible, find a man with a good temper."
"It is very likely that I will not be able to come back."
The patrol team began to call for support, although the monster did not show any aggression, even if it was shot.
In a maximum of ten seconds, support had appeared around, and even a flying vehicle that could hover in the air came here.
The woman covered her mouth with one hand and stroked her deformed body with the other hand, and tears came out in an instant.
The two little girls were also scared and cried non-stop.
"I...", he smiled brightly, "I'm a monster!"
He sighed softly, turned around and looked at the increasing number of armed men, raised his hands, and slowly knelt on the ground.
Mr. A was arrested smoothly, and so were the other suspects, but one unlucky guy was very unlucky.
He didn't want to be taken away, so he waved a kitchen knife twice, and then he was shot into a sieve in front of his family.
The bullets were covered with blood and splattered everywhere. The walls, roofs, and floors in the living room were all minced meat and blood stains.
His family was very emotional and tried to do something, and then... neatly.
No compensation, no apology, everything happened just like that.
Mr. A was injected with an inhibitor and then locked in a special cage.
There was a high-voltage discharge device in the cage, and when it messed up, the high voltage electricity could control its actions.
In full view of the public, Mr. A was taken away, and this unexpectedly smooth arrest also alarmed the top management of the group.
Even Lynch was alarmed. Mr. A was too cooperative. It was not that he was afraid of Global Communication, but that he was sending a signal in this way.
The scientists who studied the deformed bodies at the Life Research Institute and the chief scientist of Eternal Life all hoped to see this monster with human intelligence immediately.
Among the monsters captured in the past, they were basically monsters without any intelligence like wild beasts. They acted on instinct and desire.
Hunting humans, or destroying.
But this monster actually has a family, and his family members are alive and well. He was shot to protect his wife!
What does this mean?
It means that he can communicate.
Considering that air transportation may bring unnecessary trouble, Lynch took the team and flew directly back to the federal mainland.
In a specially built room in the shelter, I met Mr. A.
Of course, it was across the monitor. Lynch couldn't stand directly in front of it. Who knows if this monster was going to behead it.
When the screen of the monitor lit up, Mr. A, who was sitting, immediately stood up, just like an ordinary person, showing respect for Lynch.
"Mr. Lynch."
"You know me."
Mr. A laughed heartily, "No one in the world doesn't know you, Mr. Lynch."
"Even if you are a polluter?"
Mr. A shook his head, "I don't quite agree with the official name of 'polluter'. From my point of view, we should be evolvers."
"We have physical qualities and more abilities that humans don't have..." He raised his arm, and the arm instantly turned into a long knife, and sparks flew when it collided with the table in front of it.
Then the long knife quickly turned into an arm, and there was no sign of any inconvenience.
"Mr. Lynch, we are not incompatible with you and humans."
"Because we all have the same enemies, those who are eyeing this planet and all the species on it, aliens, or gods."
Lynch frowned, "You mean you?"
Mr. A was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "We've been discovered!"
"We are different from those inferior evolutionary bodies that failed to evolve. We are more advanced evolutionary creatures, so of course it's us."
"Not just me, and I believe that there will be more and more of us, and we will become stronger and stronger!"
"No one knows what will happen in the future, Mr. Lynch, maybe one day, you will become me too?"
"Right?"