"What's going on here?"

Aken asked the people around him who were also watching the fun.

Poor places have the characteristics of poor places, and from a certain point of view, it is also an advantage, that is, people are relatively free.

Because they are poor and because they have no jobs, all they have is time.

But they have no entertainment that can be done behind closed doors, except making humans.

So most of the time for these poor people who have neither work nor entertainment, the greatest pleasure, or the thing they do the most every day, is to bask in the sun at the door or on the street.

You can say that they are lazy, but for Nagalil, where the federal people did not come before, it is not entirely a matter of laziness, and they have no chance.

The ruling class doesn't give people the opportunity to work and earn money, so they don't know what to do except find a piece of land to grow something, go hunting, or do odd jobs for some necessities of life.

This kind of poverty and leisure tends to widen the scope of people's communication in society. Even if they are separated by a street, they have some understanding of the accounts nearby.

The person in front glanced back at Aken. He looked familiar. He should be able to see him on the street from time to time, but he didn't recognize him.

With such a foundation, he was willing to say something.

"Catch the robber..."

Once a person decides to speak, he will keep nothing.

"They said that the new law has come into effect, and now if you know who participated in the vandalism and looting activities during this period, as long as there is evidence or criminal evidence to prove you are right, they will arrest them."

"And after catching it, I will give you a little bonus."

"The more serious the criminal behavior of the person you report, the more bonus you will get. They have already caught so many in one morning..."

The passers-by sighed a little, but he knew how many people participated in the smashing, looting and burning, but they all knew each other out of face.

If he stood up, no one on this street could tolerate him.

Judging from the official behavior, they should stand up, because this is a "just battle", but for the Nagalilians, they prefer to integrate themselves with the place where they live.

I don't know if he thought of something, the man's eyes lit up, "Do you know who did these things?"

Aken's mind froze, he nodded subconsciously, but quickly realized, "No, I don't know, what do you want to do?"

He looked vigilantly at the stranger in front of him, who said in a low voice, "We can exchange information, you report the people I know, and I report the people you know, so that neither of us will offend, and we can Get the bounty..."

While they were talking, the "Joint Law Enforcement Team" had knocked open the door of a resident on the side of the road, and then they moved out many stolen things from it.

It is very surprising that the federal people did not immediately think that these things were stolen. They also "invited" the people who lived here and asked them to tell the origin of these things.

If someone can prove that these things were not obtained through robbery, they will not be punished!

This is an unlucky family. None of the family members in this family can prove that what was placed in front of people was legally obtained by them.

"Then come with us..."

The policeman leaned over with handcuffs, and the family standing in the crowd looked very helpless.

Just as the police approached the male owner of the house, he held the handcuffs and signaled him to raise his hand. The male owner suddenly pushed the policeman and ran away!

The crowd suddenly became extremely "lively". Some people were chatting and laughing loudly, thinking that this would embarrass the police, and some people moved away for no reason.

The next second, the gunshot rang out...

The host staggered a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.

Those policemen, those Nagalilian policemen had a look on their faces that made Aken feel stinging, ridicule, disdain, or something else, he didn't know how to describe it.

The man who was able to run just now was like a dead dog. He was dragged by two policemen, leaving a long mark on the ground and thrown into the truck.

At this time, Aken also discovered that there were already several corpses in the truck!

The police continued to announce the implementation policy of the new law. Anyone who dares to provoke and challenge the law enforcement officers, who knows that he has committed a crime but is unwilling to stop, the police, military police, have the right to kill them directly!

Aken didn't know where his father had gone, his mind was blank, and he returned home in a daze.

After returning home for a while, he hid in the innermost room.

The weather was already extremely hot, but he still felt cold.

He was wrapped in a thick quilt and shivering.

He wanted to run, but he didn't know where to go. He vaguely remembered that the TV news a few days ago mentioned that Nagalil would conduct identity registration for personnel.

From the second half of this year onwards, once all people without identity documents are found, if they cannot explain their identities, there is a certain possibility that they will be sent to concentration labor camps.

It is said that once a person enters a concentration labor camp, he will never be able to leave there, and he must do heavy work every day until he is exhausted to death one day, or he can prove his innocence.

In the past period of time, the content of the news every night appeared in front of him again, scene by scene, so clear!

These are not without signs. In fact, whether it is newspapers, television, or even some active locals who are willing to cooperate with the government, they are all publicizing the changes that will take place in Nagalil.

But there are always some people who ignore these for various reasons!

Aken's mother didn't know what to do at the door. His young sister held the puppet and grabbed her mother's pants, staring blankly at his brother who was wrapped in a quilt in the room.

I don't know how long it has passed, there are some lively voices faintly heard outside the door, it seems that a large group of people are approaching.

Aken raised his head in horror, and shouted loudly, "Quick, close the door quickly, don't stand at the door like a dead person..."

A few minutes later, he was dragged out by two police officers. The door was filled with things he and his father had robbed outside during this time, including the TV set.

Perhaps because she knew that she was about to lose everything, Akon's sister was unwilling to let go of the TV, and she didn't even care about her favorite puppet.

Aken's teeth are "fighting" quickly, making a rattling sound.

"Do any of you have a job?", the policeman asked.

Akon's mother shook her head, she didn't have a job, and then the policeman looked at Akon, "What about you, young man, do you have a job?"

In fact, this is just a routine question. Even if Aken has a job, he still can't afford this thousand-dollar TV!

Aken remained silent because of fear.

The images of those who were shot to death kept flashing in his mind. He was covered in sweat, and he raised his hand to wipe it again and again, but he couldn't clean it off.

There was no answer, and the police didn't ask any more questions. He had seen this situation many times.

"If you can't prove that you obtained these things legally, then you are likely to be suspected of robbery."

"Have you anything else to say in your defense?"

No one spoke, the woman didn't know what to say, she could only look at her son with worried eyes.

And Akon... I don't know how to justify it.

At this time, he understood the feelings of those people, not because they didn't want to say anything, but because they didn't know what to say.

The police came over with a pair of handcuffs, Aken also wanted to escape, but he recalled the person who was shot to death for escaping, and all his strength was taken away from his body by some terrible devil!

He wept silently, but he couldn't do anything to the policeman in front of him.

He was led away step by step by the police, and his survival instinct prompted him to look back at his mother and call out "Mom".

In the end, mother failed to save him, and could only watch Aken being tied with other people by steel cables, and all the looted things were confiscated.

The room became empty again, and she sat down at the door, looking at the crowd leaving in the distance.

The little girl kept crying, but she acted like she didn't hear it.

This time, not only things are gone, but even people are gone...

After the initial fear, Aken gradually began to adapt. I don't know whether he is lucky or not.

He actually saw his father in the place where the police station used to hold criminals.

The recognition of the father and son... It is difficult to describe their inner feelings at this time, but at least they have some sense of security because they saw each other.

The two sat in the corner, watching everything that happened around them in horror.

In the evening, they got a piece of food that was not tasty. Some things were boiled together and made a mush, which was unpalatable.

In fact, they would eat these things without hesitation in the past.

Having something to eat is at least much better than having nothing to eat, but now they are despising it.

The police have been busy, and people are constantly being sent in.

After dinner in the evening, many lawyers came to the police station, which is also one of the federal assistance projects for Nagalil.

Due to the participation of the federal people, the judicial process of the new federation of Nagalil will also adopt that of the federal people.

After all, the Federation is so powerful~lightnovelpub.net~ Its system must be advanced, right? !

Lawyers are very conscientious, they talk to each individual criminal, and then determine something.

It was the turn of Aken and his son. They left the prison area and sat opposite the lawyer under the guard of the police.

The lawyer looked young, in his twenties, a foreigner.

He first looked down at the documents on the table for a while, about a minute or so, then raised his head.

"This document tells me that the two of you stole a total of about..." He looked down again, "Things worth four thousand dollars."

"Do you know what that means?"

The lawyer looked at them with a serious tone.

Akon had lost the ability to speak, his father, asked in a hoarse voice, "It means... what?"