Chapter 18 Meeting with Patients (Part 2) (please continue to read, thank you for your support)

Chapter 18 Meeting with Patients (Part 2) (please continue to read, thank you for your support~)

"Currently, relevant agencies have confirmed that a nuclear accident occurred at the Shimabushi Nuclear Power Plant due to radioactive material leaking outside due to the previous earthquake."

"The country's government is discussing how to deal with this batch of nuclear contaminants. According to insiders, the treatment method may include discharging the contaminants into the ocean for dilution."

Lear blurted out: "Beast!"

The latest news was playing on the TV, and Lille instinctively cursed.

He, who has working experience in the nuclear industry, couldn't hold back when he saw this method of treatment.

Pollutants must be treated and meet safety standards before they can be landfilled or discharged. Why does it sound like these people are planning to skip this step?

(Necessary for plot creation, please do not associate it with reality)

"Lil! Don't say bad words! And there are outsiders at home!" Maya immediately hit his bowl with chopsticks.

"Uh, I mean, I..." Lear felt a little uncomfortable, because he really couldn't think of any words to use to describe this way of handling it.

In his world, just like the world of Cyberpunk 2077, people conducted many nuclear experiments in the sea, and even discharged nuclear waste and even nuclear pollutants.

These things played an important role in the shrinking of human living space decades later.

But those people have finished enjoying themselves and died long ago, leaving the young people in a mess, and their generation of young people has also been called the "destructive generation", which is ridiculous.

Matt on the side defended Lille and said: "This behavior is obviously extremely irresponsible. To be honest, I think they deserve all the curses."

Maya also nodded: "Yes, but it's wrong to use dirty words. You have to learn civilized language."

Lille ate in silence. As expected, everyone could reach a consensus on this matter, but they had to pay attention to civilized language in front of family members and children.

As he ate, he secretly thought to himself that he must resolve this matter if he could.

The not-so-bright lights were flickering, and the power seemed to be unstable, shining on the quiet dining table.

After speaking, Maya wiped her eyes quietly and said, "I really hope your father can see this scene."

Lear was silent because he had no memory of his father. He only knew from some records at home that his father used to be a cook and later became a truck driver.

While he was in a coma, he was working overtime to earn more money and got into an accident.

Sighing, Lear felt a little emotional.

In both lives, their parents are so similar.

Leer thought for a while and decided to speak directly: "Mom, I want to know how much debt we still owe now?"

Maya was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Lear shrugged: "Don't worry, I just need to know something. I think I can learn something else from Matt to help relieve some pressure at home.

Knowing the ballpark numbers makes me more motivated. "

Matt paused for a moment, and then said very cooperatively: "Yes, I think Lille is very observant and has a flexible mind. Maybe he can be a lawyer in the future."

To Maya, this sounded a bit false. After all, Lille was only halfway through high school, and it was almost impossible to go to college.

Not even community college.

However, she still managed to smile and said: "Lil, you don't have to worry about this. You need to take good care of yourself first. However, many people in our community have helped us. We must be grateful as your father often said. Help each other.

Thank you, Mr. Murdoch, but I still hope that Lear can take good care of himself first. "

Hearing such an answer, Lille felt uncomfortable.

After all, he was the only one who was confident of surviving. His condition was so serious that even Maya didn't think he could live much longer.

I hope Lear can spend his last days as happily as possible, which is probably what Maya is thinking now.

Leal nodded: "I will, Matt, I remember you said you still had something to talk to me about - can I give you a ride?"

"Uh, of course. Thank you for your warm hospitality, Ms. Li. If you need any help, remember to call me."

"Oh, okay." Maya was a little hesitant. She originally wanted to let Leal stay at home and go see Matt off by herself.

But then I thought about it, lying at home all the time might not be a good thing.

"Then, slow down and go home after delivery. It's not safe outside."

"okay."

The apartment building at 441 40th Street to the west is Leal's home and where he rents.

When I walked out of the door, I saw the landlord who was just trying to wipe off the graffiti on the wall, mumbling curse words.

The landlord looked like an immigrant, and his English didn't sound authentic.

When he saw Lear and Matt going out together, he also greeted Lear in a friendly manner.

However, in Lille's impression, there was a house in his family, and it should have been sold as expected.

As they walked, Matt said to Lear:

"Mr. Rigaudeau is a good man. There are a total of eight families living here, including yours, all of whom are immigrants. They come from all over the world.

He only rents to foreign immigrants with no illegal records. According to him, he is an immigrant himself, and when we arrive in this strange land, we should help each other. "

"Is he an immigrant too?"

"He is an American, but Lao Ligao is an immigrant. He and your mother are fellow villagers. They are both from Latvia."

Leal was stunned for a moment, and some old memories flashed through his mind.

Latvia? So my mother and Doctor Doom are still fellow villagers?

However, there is no such person as King Doom in my memory, and Latvia is still a small feudal country.

"It's a good thing - I was just thinking, we should come together as a community," Leal said.

In the United States, land use rights belong to individuals. In theory, as long as the owners are unwilling to cooperate, Kingpin cannot really demolish and rebuild the land.

Therefore, the so-called shantytown reform can only be carried out in this place under extraordinary circumstances. For example, now, long after the Internet bubble burst, real estate finance has completely collapsed.

People have lost their jobs, cannot repay loans, cannot pay property taxes, their credit is shattered, and everyone is in danger.

However, it is not possible for everyone to be like this. There will always be people who just tighten their belts, such as Rigaudeau, an honest and honest old landlord with no expenses.

Big infrastructure construction is a means to boost the economy, and it is clear that Kingpin has convinced politicians.

But how could he convince a tough guy like Ligaoduo?

Matt glanced at Lille again in surprise: "It's a good idea, and we should indeed unite, but when the shed renovation project first started, an owners' meeting just four streets away from you disbanded.

The reason was that the president of the homeowners association died. A toothpick was found in his throat. The toothpick caused tracheal bleeding and he suffocated to death at home.

Since then, two other presidents of nearby homeowners associations have died, both with the same method: toothpicks. "

"United Construction Company?"

"There is no evidence." Matt said calmly, but he was not calm in his heart. "The NYPD believes that there is no evidence to prove that this is homicide. They can only think that the unlucky president fell down accidentally and the toothpick happened to be inserted.

but"

“However, although there is no evidence at the scene, the same death method cannot be an accident. This is what those guys want to achieve.

Everyone knows it was the gangsters, but the NYPD doesn't know - the NYPD has closed the case? "

Matt nodded: "The case is closed, but I know there are people in the police department who have objections to this, but they each have their own areas of responsibility."

"What about your prosecutor friend? If there is enough evidence, will he initiate a public prosecution and retrial?"

"Of course - but there's no proof."

At the intersection, Matt stopped and so did Lear.

Face to face, Matt said sincerely to Lear:

"Lil, this is very dangerous, are you sure you want to intervene?

Selfishly, I would love for someone to stand up to the bad guys, whether it's Kate Logistics' case or what's happening recently in Hell's Kitchen.

But when I think about you being a child who has been in a coma for two and a half years, I know I have to advise you to go home. At least you still have a home. "

There is no good end when you go against the gangs. Even if you don't go against them but do things for them, there is almost no good end.

Conscience and life must always be lost, and more often than not, neither can be grasped.

Lille shook his head: "Precisely because I still have a family, I must control the situation before things continue to deteriorate.

In the eyes of the doctors, I was in a coma for two and a half years, but I was conscious, and all that engulfed my consciousness was fear.

I'm afraid that I've lost everything I have, I'm afraid that having nothing is the end.

And now, as I stand here talking to you, I have a loving family, a friendly landlord, and other good people in the community.

People are driven by emotions, and if I waited until it was too late, I believe the fear and regret that drove me to wake up would still drive me to do something else.

But now, I just hope that what drives me will always be kindness, love and other good things. "

Matt was stunned. He couldn't believe that this was said by an 18-year-old kid who actually only had a 15-year-old mentality.

People will be troubled by the loss of precious things throughout their lives, just like Matt himself - he lost his eyes and his family. Is justice still driving him now?

Maybe there is more element of revenge.

"It's a bit ridiculous." Matt smiled reluctantly and said, "Maybe I felt this way from the beginning.

I think you may be a person who can take this kind of risk, that's why I tell you so much. "

"In other words, I prefer to call it responsibility."

Lear turned his head and looked through the homeless homeless man with no clothes on, the leaking manhole cover, the dirty streets, and the gangsters with malicious intentions.

I have always seen those splendid high-rise buildings in Manhattan.

Cyberpunk 2077 is a twisted and depressing world. Is this a beautiful and relaxing reality?

If you don't want to change the status quo, the status quo will change you; if you don't want to work hard, someone will force you to work hard in a direction you don't want.

Lear thought about many things in the past in silence, and Matt also fell into silence.

Then Lille suddenly said:

"The green light is on."