It was late at night, Wang Qinian, a senior intern at the London branch of Meme Industry Group, pulled the blanket on her body, got up and walked to the window.

Click,

The glass window was pulled open by him, and the lonely night wind slipped in, lifting up the letter paper pressed with an ink bottle on the desk.

The bustling streets of London were now silent, with several lights on, and the unclaimed newspapers lay on the concrete floor that day. The headline "Loyalty does not absolutely mean absolute disloyalty - Prime Minister Ross asked the people to unite and overcome difficulties" was stained with sewage, which was particularly conspicuous.

A buzzing armored vehicle drove past the corner of the street, and a fully armed British soldier stood on the roof with a machine gun in his hand, and an infrared eyepiece stretched out from his helmet, like the one-eyed robot described in Cyberpunk.

According to the assessment of relevant agencies, Scotland Yard is likely to be unable to handle the important task of maintaining London policing. After a struggle, Prime Minister Ross finally agreed to let the army enter London.

Dunshi's armored vehicle, like a giant steel beast, was hidden in the corner of the street. Wang Qinian pulled up the curtains and carefully turned sideways to dim the bedside lamp so that the light could not be cast out of the window.

The investigation of those secret police in London has become increasingly severe, and they may even break into private houses in the middle of the night, arresting those who spread rumors on the Internet that "harmful to the national interests of the British Empire" without saying a word.

Like the Soviet purge.

Wang Qinian thought so, walked to the desk and sat down, picked up the pen, and continued to write on the paper.

“November 1, sunny.”

“Today’s UK is still calm.”

"The House of Commons finally passed the Politics Administration Ordinance Act yesterday, in which any gathering activity with a size of more than 10 people will need to be approved by the British government, and such approval will not be passed to a large extent."

"At the beginning, everyone could not believe that Britain, which has always praised human rights and freedom, did not respect the right to assemble and personal freedom,"

"Some British college students of my age took the lead in walking up the streets and marched with signs to protest, but what awaited them was the batons of the police from Scotland Yard,"

"After being beaten, they were put into Scotland Yard cells on the grounds of ‘disturbing public policing’ - it was really curious whether the prison in London could accommodate so many prisoners, but when I thought about it, the answer was chilling."

He raised his head and stared blankly at the copy of "The Death of Mara" on the wall, his eyes flowing with confusion.

"Those arrested people are never in the sight of people again. Although the British Empire government agencies have been repeating that these people will be released after a month of detention, everyone knows that they are just trying to avoid the damn day of November 5th."

Wang Qinian wrote quickly, lines of Chinese characters were engraved on red horizontal lines.

"This time, the British government is not a joke. As November 5 approaches, the city is trapped in an indescribable repression."

"No, not anxiety, more precisely the tranquility before the storm comes"

"Does the blood clan really exist? Are the government agencies of the British Empire props to help the blood clan lead beasts to eat people?

No one can answer this question. Even if Prime Minister Ross repeated it a thousand times and ten thousand times on the TV show, it would not stop her approval rating from falling all the way...."

Wang Qinian put down his pen with a snap, pricked up his ears and listened to the footsteps coming from the corridor.

Stepping on, the footsteps gradually faded away, Wang Qinian breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the pen again.

"The city of London, with the largest number of troops, can barely maintain policing, while in other cities, Manchester, Birmingham, and Edinburgh, protests have already erupted."

"Tear gas, high pressure water gun, explosion-proof shield, rubber baton, and the well-equipped British police, the army stood in front of the parade without hesitation,"

"Tanks and armored vehicles drove into the city in a dignified manner, armed helicopters hovered over the city, barbed wire blocked the intersection, and even the machine gun post tower was urgently poured with cement."

"In front of the black muzzle and the loudspeaker of military personnel, the angry people returned home, and they still loved this country in their hearts.

Even though she is plagued by all kinds of illnesses and even though she is out of date, the people are still willing to give another chance. They still believe in the cooking of the dish, and believe in the free cooking dream that has been repeated for countless years."

"After all network operators stopped providing services to individual users, all entertainment programs on the TV station were also stopped. Monotonous news documentary programs occupied the living room, and children could only hide in the bedroom and play stand-alone games that were not connected to the Internet."

"Factory shutdowns, schools shutdowns, shops shutdowns, and in addition to power plants and water plants, production operations in the whole UK are almost shut down."

"In other cities, armed police blocked all major traffic roads, supermarkets were closed, and everyone had to walk to the food ration station if they wanted to have a meal - fortunately, London was not so far, and we only had clean mineral water to drink."

He didn't know what he remembered, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"…The extreme left and the extreme right are just a difference. Those V-shaped vendetta teams simply cast a seed and easily germinated in the hearts of these Anglo-Saxons who were suffering from unequal treatment.

What are human rights equality and democracy and freedom, it’s all bullshit!

In the past, London residents who needed to avoid the Middle East and "respect" the living customs of Middle Eastern people have had enough of these old men from thousands of miles away, and even political speculators shouted the extreme vocabulary of "establishing concentration camps" to win over public opinion for themselves.

"What an irony. A hundred years ago, the British Empire was the overlord of the blue planet. Her strong ships and guns bombarded the country's doors, and her roaring factory provided industrial products to the world.

Now, Britain, which has been in stagnation, is hard to appease even its own citizens, not to mention its dominance.”

"The strong fortress is usually not broken from the outside by the enemy, and internal crises are often more deadly. Just like the Qing Dynasty in 1911, it seemed that flowers were burning with brocade fire, but in fact it collapsed at once."

Wang Qinian stretched and yawned, "Tomorrow I will take the China Ferry to return to my hometown and leave this place of right and wrong."

"Will the fig leaf that the British Empire hastily pulled up will be lifted in four days? Will the so-called blood clan reveal its true appearance in front of the world?

I would rather watch the endless news program in my hometown of China to get the corresponding answers.”

"However, I can foresee blood and conflict, death and riots, and for the people on this land, the next four days will be particularly difficult..."

The sound of footsteps of the tap sounded downstairs. Wang Qinian walked to the window and saw a thin figure wearing a black hoodie holding a red spray paint on the wall.

There is a circle outside the pattern, and a large V-shaped character in the middle, which is the symbol of the rebels.

After spraying the pattern, the thin figure took two steps back and looked at it, but the armed patrol car on the corner of the street had already hit his searchlight.

"Run quickly."

Wang Qinian shouted in a low voice.

The hoodie put the spray paint into her pocket, turned around and ran into the building, and the sound of kicking footsteps rang in the corridor.

Wang Qinian turned around and quickly stuffed the letter to his parents far away into the corner of the desk.

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Wang Qinian gritted his teeth, stepped forward quickly, and opened the door.

Under the black hoodie was a thin girl with long light golden hair and blue crystal eyes. She stood timidly at Wang Qinian's door, and the heavy footsteps of the armed police were heard in the corridor.

Wang Qinian scratched his head. At this moment, he had already thought about the name of the child he had given birth to with this girl for the rest of his life.

"Then what, do you want to come in and sit?"
Chapter completed!