Volume 11: Memetic Crisis Chapter 562: Qualifications for Using Violence
Compared to before Ke Lan left, the girl's appearance had hardly changed except for her clothes, but in Ke Lan's eyes, she seemed to have undergone a transformation.
This subtle change is difficult to describe in detail in words. Generally speaking, it is the feeling in the gestures, coupled with the natural micro-expressions and eyes on the face - compared to before, it is more like a real "human".
Ke Lan didn't know what Ze Luo had experienced during this period of time, but no matter what, it was not a bad thing.
"If she could identify with her identity as a 'human being', perhaps she wouldn't do such excessive things to her 'compatriots'..." Ke Lan thought secretly.
From a certain perspective, Ze Luo's danger level is no less than that of the Seraph he just eliminated - if this seemingly soft and cute girl loses control, the consequences will definitely be something he doesn't want to imagine.
"Ke Lan." The three-no girl focused her sight on Ke Lan. She didn't seem surprised that Ke Lan would appear here - of course, with her ability, she might have noticed Ke Lan before she even walked into the villa yard.
"Ke Lan?" Following Ze Luo down the stairs was Zofia Soma, who was wearing a light golden silk dress. She was draped with a snow-white plush shawl, and her soft long hair was tied up on top of her head. She looked at Ke Lan with a hint of surprise.
Ke Lan's gaze stayed on her face for two seconds, then moved down along her slender neck... He was shocked to find that Sofia was barefoot at this moment, with her fair and delicate toes stepping directly on the thick brown carpet - of course, this was not the key point. The key point was that on her slender ankle of her right foot, there was a black real-time monitoring anklet, and the green indicator light on the outside of the anklet was still flashing.
"Was it installed by someone from the research institute?" Ke Lan asked, pointing at the anklet.
"Yeah." Zofia nodded, "But those people have been taken away, this thing just hasn't been dismantled yet."
Ke Lan walked forward quickly, and after just two glances, he suddenly became furious - this anklet was not the common medical monitoring anklet, but a "special model" designed specifically for dangerous people. The anklet's sensor chip was connected to a piece of concentrated explosive the size of a fingernail. If the sensor chip detected that someone was trying to forcibly remove the anklet, or the wearer of the anklet left the designated area, the explosive would be directly detonated.
The dose of explosives might not be lethal, but it was more than enough to blow off the wearer's legs.
Dr. Renee lied to him. This was not just a normal physical examination. All operations were not carried out according to the rules and regulations. As for usurpation of power...if installing explosive anklets on people's legs is not considered usurpation of power, then what is usurpation of power?
The severity of this behavior has even surpassed the scope of "usurpation". If Dr. Renee was standing in front of Ke Lan now, Ke Lan felt that she would break her legs without hesitation and let her experience the feeling of having the explosive anklet triggered.
Although with Ze Luo around, Leni's people would definitely not be able to hurt Zofia, but what they did was completely beyond Ke Lan's acceptance. Thinking of this, Ke Lan just said "Wait a moment" and turned and ran out of the house.
The two researchers were pushed into the car by the Security Bureau agents. The latter heard the footsteps, turned around, and met Ke Lan's unfriendly eyes.
The agent was also a smart man. The moment he saw Ke Lan's expression was not right, he immediately guessed the key to the problem and said quickly, "Mr. Ke Lan! The explosives in the monitoring anklet worn by Miss Soma have been removed. It's just that we didn't bring special tools this time, so in order to prevent Miss Soma from getting hurt, we have not removed the anklet for the time being."
Seeing that Ke Lan did not respond, he quickly added: " Colleagues with tools are on their way and will be here in fifteen minutes at most!"
"Did they wear this anklet?" Ke Lan asked, pointing at the two researchers sitting in the car.
"...Yes." The security agent nodded.
“Then why don’t you let them demolish it?”
"Because..." The agent was still hesitating, but one of the two researchers spoke first: "Only Dr. Renee knows the password to unlock the anklet. We can't remove it."
"Then why don't you ask her for the password? Don't tell me you don't have her contact information." Ke Lan continued, his tone very calm - to be precise, it should be the kind of extremely depressing calm before the storm.
"Dr. Renee won't allow it to be removed." The researcher continued, "Anyway, as long as Miss Soma doesn't leave her residence, the anklet won't cause any harm to her—"
Before the researcher could finish her words, Ke Lan reached into the car, grabbed her by the collar, pulled her out of the car, and threw her heavily to the ground.
"You can't do this to me! I'm from the research institute! The Security Bureau has no right to conduct violent interrogations on us!" the researcher shouted immediately, and the Security Bureau agent at the side also grabbed Ke Lan with a nervous look on his face.
"You'd better ask these security people what the consequences will be if they use violence against us!" Although she had not yet gotten up from the ground, the researcher's tone suddenly became stronger - with the solid backing of the research institute, she was not afraid even if the other party was a member of the United Parliamentary Group.
The Research Institute... could be said to be the "privileged institution" second only to the Undead Crew on this Ark. And given their rank, they had no right to know about the Undead Crew's existence... so for them, their backers could be considered the "strongest" backers on the entire ship.
"Mr. Ke Lan...if things get too serious, it will be difficult to resolve..." the agent said cautiously in Ke Lan's ear.
"How do you define 'too much trouble'?" Ke Lan glanced at him and asked.
"this……"
"It's okay as long as no one dies, right?" Ke Lan broke free from his hand, took out the certificate Schroeder had given him from his pocket, and thrust it directly in front of the researcher, asking word by word , "Does this person... have the right to use violence against you?"
"Crisis...Crisis Management Department?!" The researcher was stunned at first, and then his body began to tremble slightly, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.
For those people in the research institute, they are not afraid of the Security Bureau and the army, but they are only afraid of this "mysterious organization" that seldom appears in public. When this group of people meet the Crisis Management Department, it is like the corrupt officials in the old era meeting Jiwei (a homonym for "anti-harmony", everyone understands), especially those researchers who often violate rules and regulations.
Normally, they might rely on their great contributions to the Ark to act recklessly... But if someone from the Crisis Management Department showed up, it could only mean one thing - the people above them had reached their limit of patience with them.
Ke Lan took a step back and pulled out a pistol from the holster behind his waist.
"Wait a minute!" The security agent at the side saw Ke Lan pulling out a gun, and his expression suddenly changed. However, he did not dare to stop Ke Lan, and could only shout, "Wait! Wait a minute!"
"Don't worry, I said I won't kill anyone."
Ke Lan pointed the gun at the researcher's calf wrapped in gray stockings. The two researchers sent to Sofia's residence were both young women, and they could be considered beautiful in appearance, but Ke Lan had no intention of showing any sympathy to them at this moment.
“Bang! Bang!”
The deafening sound of gunfire echoed throughout most of the city block. Ke Lan's sidearm was a .50 caliber hunting pistol, the power and sound of which were completely at the level of a hand cannon. For a moment, the alarms of the hovercrafts parked nearby sounded in unison, even covering up the screams of the researcher whose legs were broken.
Many bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses ran in this direction, but after seeing the security personnel and cars, they wisely retreated back the same way.
The block where Zofia lived was full of single-family mansions and villas. It was no exaggeration to say that it was full of dignitaries. But in front of the Security Bureau, most of the dignitaries could only bow their heads obediently - even those wealthy families with members of the United Parliament sitting in the seat would never be willing to have a direct conflict with the Security Bureau.
As for a madman who dared to shoot in this place, they were even more unwilling to provoke him... Based on the principle of less trouble is worse than more, the surrounding residents made almost unanimous choices: recalling bodyguards, closing doors and windows, and at the same time warning their families not to stick their heads out to watch the excitement - people have eyes, but bullets may not have eyes, and if they were accidentally hit by a stray bullet, as long as no one was killed, they would have almost no way to hold the Security Bureau responsible.
After firing two shots, Ke Lan put the pistol back into the holster, and the female researcher who fell to the ground screamed for a while and then fainted from the pain.
Ke Lan looked at another shivering researcher sitting in the car, and the latter immediately shrank back - although the broken legs could be regenerated by the medical cabin, this kind of pain was unbearable for ordinary people, especially for people like them who had a good living condition and had not suffered much.
"Don't... please... please..." Apart from her identity as a researcher, she was just a young girl in her early twenties. She had just graduated from the ivory tower and was specially recruited into the research institute because of her excellent grades. She had never seen the dangers of society, let alone such a scene.
She originally thought that because of her identity as a researcher, no matter how powerful the other party was, they would not attack her... But after seeing Ke Lan shoot her companion twice without hesitation, breaking her legs, and the security agents nearby did not even dare to stop her, her "mysterious confidence" disappeared instantly...
She even felt that Ke Lan would shoot her companion in the head again...
After all, judging from the working style of their institute, the "samples" left over from human experiments are usually handled very "cleanly" - living people are more troublesome than dead people. Although this sentence sounds unpleasant, it is a rule that most people in the institute tacitly accept.
But now, it is her turn to worry whether the other party will "deal with her cleanly".
"You, get out of the car." Ke Lan said.
"No... I don't want to die... Don't kill me..." She cried and hugged the back of the seat in front of her tightly.
"I won't kill you, come down." Ke Lan said expressionlessly.
The remaining researcher shook his head firmly.
"Don't force me to shoot you. If the car gets dirty, you'll have to trouble this brother from the Security Bureau to wash it." Ke Lan said.
It would have been better if Ke Lan hadn't said this, but once she said it, the researcher almost burst into tears - she firmly believed at this moment that Ke Lan asked her to get out of the car so that he could kill herself outside and prevent the splashing blood from dirtying the interior of the car.
"If you don't come out, your companion will probably die from excessive blood loss." Ke Lan said. Although these agents of the Security Bureau should have learned some battlefield first aid skills, this kind of injury cannot be treated without medical equipment at hand. On the contrary, these two researchers, as members of the biomedical team, not only have high-level medical licenses, but also have a variety of medical equipment and commonly used medicines in the storage boxes they carry with them.
"You...you want me to treat her?" The researcher was stunned and couldn't understand what was going on for a moment.
"Otherwise, if you delay any longer, she will not just lose two legs." Ke Lan said.
"Oh...Oh!" The researcher finally believed that Ke Lan did not want to kill them both. He quickly got out of the car with the storage box and ran to his unconscious companion.
Ke Lan used a large-caliber pistol. The part below the knee of the researcher who was shot was no longer worth treating. The other researcher could only suppress his fear and took out a medical electric saw from the storage box. He cut off the skin and muscles below the knee, and then stopped the bleeding and disinfected the severed limb.
As for the bone fragments embedded in the flesh, they would have to wait until we returned to the research institute to slowly remove them - if the wound had already produced false healing by then, the debridement process would become extremely difficult... and painful.
Anyway, I wasn't the one who got shot, so I won't be the one who feels the pain... The remaining researcher thought so. She just wanted to treat her companion's injury as soon as possible and then leave this place.
No one could guarantee that the guy next to her who said he would shoot would not suddenly change his mind later.
She couldn't help but feel fortunate that she was not the one who spoke just now, otherwise, the roles of treating the wound and being treated would have been reversed.
