From the Bird

"Sir, you are back, sir."

Zhen gathered her hair together and followed Li Yan with a small broken step.

"I came back to change my dress, and I'll be in the city in a while. Today," Giant Lake "is the third game."

Li Yan answered.

"Sir, it may not be convenient tonight."

Li Yan glanced at Zhen Lian: "How do you say?"

"Today ’s newspapers, those lawmakers with brain-bodied laws have passed the amendments to the Berlin Gam Treaty. Your passport has been revoked, and today the Workers’ Party organized several arsons and forced demolitions against Chinatown. There are attacks on the streets. If you go out at night, it may cause riots. "

"Pass is invalid?" Li Yan's expression did not show anything: "What about Liang Huiren?"

"I was there, but I left in a hurry in the afternoon. The steam guard suddenly swept all the smokers 'and smokers' halls in Hesheng. The immigration bureau arrested many people in Hesheng, saying that they were illegal immigrants and they were to be repatriated . "Speaking of this, Zhen Lian's face twitched," They are crazy. "

Li Yan picked up rum from the table, poured himself a glass, and poured another glass for Zhen Lian.

Zhen Lian received it in surprise.

"The natives of San Francisco don't like you. There's no way, you don't belong here."

Li Yan absently answered, and secretly wondered where the investigation knife had gone, and no one could see him in the church.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Lian suddenly said, "This is an immigration city, and no one has ever been born here. Why treat us differently?"

Li Yan glanced at Zhen Lian lightly, but unfortunately Zhen Lian was lowering her head and not paying attention to Li Yan's eyes, otherwise she, who has always been good at detecting and watching, would shut up immediately.

Unfortunately, she didn't. She just pursed her lips and said to herself with a clear complexion: "This city has tens of thousands of Chinese people who have been promised a better life, but in the end, they Most of them died of starvation, died of illness on board, or died of exhaustion, freezing, and being killed on the railway ... We should stand here. This is what we deserve. "

Li Yan stared at Zhen Lian's face for a while, and the tall glass in his hand and Zhen Lian's glass touched gently: "You're right."

Having said that, Li Yan drank the wine in his hand, dropped the glass and went out.

"I'm going for a walk."

Zhen Lian looked up and saw that she was still reluctant to let Li Yan go out, but did not dare to say.

Li Yan, who came to the door, took the initiative to turn back and said, "Looking at it, the bill made you and Liang Hui both burned. I didn't watch today ’s performance, I was not at ease, and I wouldn't cause you trouble. However, Within two days, you asked Liang Hui to get me another valid pass, and this is what I deserve. "

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"Mr. Sergeant, you arrested more than a hundred of my fellow citizens for no reason, and even killed four of them without trial. Is this the constitutional spirit of San Francisco?"

Liang Hui's suit and dress was meticulous. He held the staff of civilization and sat on his back with a slump in his chair, looking around. Opposite were several police officers in black uniforms. If it wasn't for Liang Hui's costing a lawyer, and if he asked the ambassador of the Qing consulate, Zhang Mengheng, to pressure San Francisco's city hall, he would never have seen these police chiefs.

There is still no expression on Beard's face: "Your fellow countrymen are thugs! They are murderers! They are trying to attack the police. Our people are self-defense."

A bearded sheriff said calmly.

Liang Hui laughed loudly. He spread his hands and faced the people on both sides.

"I, my people, attacking the steam guard? Just those few knives, a few axes? To attack a city guard armed with high-powered firearms armed with steam, are you telling a joke? Sheriff?"

There was nothing in the hall, only Liang Hui was laughing.

Liang Hui suddenly didn't laugh again: "But at noon today, a group of real thugs rushed into the factory that hired Chinese workers. They set fire, robbed, wounded, and killed my fellow villagers. The murdering thugs hung our braids from the light pole , Kill them with a knife, and five hours later, your security team was late. What did they do? Wipe the blood, drag the corpse and the wounded, and make a record. So far, no prisoner has been arrested. Caught and arrested. Your prison is full of illegal immigrants from China. We follow the laws of San Francisco and stay honestly in the Chinatown you delineate and never walk outside. We thought that at least you could Guarding our lives, but the truth is, while I was standing outside the police station and waiting for the sheriffs, Chinatown was arson maliciously, nearly a thousand people were made homeless, and more than a hundred were killed or injured. Why in these things I have never seen Saint Francis as a city with the highest constitution of freedom and equality? "

The eyes of several sheriffs interacted with each other. Suddenly, a white sheriff murmured something to the person next to him with a strong southern accent, which immediately caused a slight laugh.

Liang Hui understood English, but did not hear clearly: "What did you just say?"

Bearded converged with a smile: "He said just now that if you are dissatisfied with this city, you can vote in our parliament if you have votes."

His repetition caused another whispering snicker.

Liang Hui was holding the staff of civilization, and his face was somber that he could drip water.

Bearded man knocked on the table with his thumb and pointed sternly at Liang Hui: "Old man in China, I warn you, no matter how you dress up, you are still a **** villain who sells tobacco. Do you think you will always be free? , Now put away the set of absurdities, pat on the **** and leave. "

"..."

Liang Hui was silent for a long time, before he stood up, put on his hat, and muffled, "I will let my hire lawyer talk to you."

"Hope your lawyer can go to court."

Beard sipped.

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"I want to see Mr. St. Yves, you keep going."

Chang Yu's neck was violent. He waved the newspaper with red eyes and gasped intermittently.

"Let him in."

St. Yves snapped his fingers.

Chang Yu approached St. Yves' office aggressively, suppressing the anger in his heart, and reluctantly said, "Sir, this is ridiculous! This bill completely violates the constitutional spirit of this land, and it will become a parliament. Shame! I'm writing to the president, I'm going to sue them. I hope you can help me. "

St. Yves on the chair only looked up for a long time: "Often, all these years, how do I treat you?"

"Your Excellency treats me well, and I respect you."

Chang Yu answered truthfully.

"I also appreciate your talent very much. If I can, I am willing to hire you for a lifetime. But I have no intention of offending. I want to say these ..."

St. Yves poked at the newspaper: "It has nothing to do with you."

Chang Yu opened her eyes wide, "I ?!"

St. Yves reached out and interrupted him: "They are all heretics, uncivilized barbarians, idol worshippers, but you are different, Liang, you are ..."

St. Yves brewed for a while before saying, "A harmless person. You are very talented. Relax, lad, this is not so bad for you, far from it."

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