The tragedy of Jiang Baihong's life originated from a sunny morning.

Because the judge temporarily changed the hearing time, Jiang Baihong, who had two hours free, went to a pet shop to choose a dog house for the newly bought puppy, and then went home to assemble it himself.

Therefore, the bloody plots that often appear in TV movies appear.

His fiancée, who had just lived together for a while, had an affair with his colleagues in his firm and was caught in bed by him.

Jiang Baihong swung the hammer used to build a dog house and knocked this colleague, who was a rugby quarterback, to death on the bed.

A short life of escape made Jiang Baihong grow a lot. Fifteen days later, he took his ID and boarded the moon under a pseudonym. Of course, he has to thank his uncle who was elected as a state assemblyman.

Originally planned to be a small lawyer, notary, or teacher in this newly developed colony... but I saw my college classmate Duda, who was already a superhero who defended the base among civilians.

Although the projection images taken by the mobile phone are not very clear, Duda's popularity is far beyond his imagination after being paired with exciting and exciting music by the otaku.

Unwillingness arose again, Jiang Baihong found the military zone, hoping to see Duda. However, after the last time civilians attacked the military zone, the situation was more sensitive, and the guards refused to report it.

Perhaps it was time to go, and Duda actually stood at the traffic station in a daze, and asked him to catch him right away.

Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to have a good chat.

Duda also regrets this.

The Moon Base is not a warm and affectionate family, and its interpersonal relationships are more complicated than the company I worked for before. It is really good news for Du Da to meet Jiang Baihong, at least I feel that I can find a trace of dependence. Isn’t the relationship between people arising from common experiences?

According to the address left by Jiang Baihong, Du Da quickly found Jiang Baihong's residence through the pipe ball.

For consideration, the current pipe ball exit is separated into a ** room, and no key can enter other people's living areas.

Duda stood in this obviously decorated foyer and saw four doors on four walls with the names of residents on it.

Jiang Baihong lives in the same room with a European.

"Oh, you're here just right, help me see how this looks like." Jiang Baihong's exquisite hairstyle was gone, dandruff mixed in his messy hair, and there was a fermented sour smell on his body.

In such a constant temperature microbacterial environment, how long does it take to produce such a powerful effect?

"What are you busy with?" Duda avoided a little and took the laptop. "The Election Program? What's this?" Duda asked, scanning the text on the screen, pulling the page bar with one hand. "What's the demand for the government? The establishment of the economic system...why are you writing this?" Duda raised his head and looked at Jiang Baihong who was lying in the seat in confusion.

"You are still a law-based student." Jiang Baihong sat upright, tired, but sighed with satisfaction, "Don't you think the moon is very chaotic now?" When I was immigrating, part of the administrative system on the earth moved to the moon. This is inevitable. If there are people and money, how can I collect taxes without officials managing it?

"This is only temporary." Duda frowned, "and I'm sorry, my major is legal philosophy."

"You have been in the army and have no idea what is going on outside now." Jiang Baihong lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Now the people are very dissatisfied with the administrative bureaucrats on earth and think that they are in the same gang as the military! There is a kind of voice now that we have to choose officials ourselves, so I want to... form a party."

Duda was silent.

"I can't help you with this." Duda shook his head, "It doesn't fit the current policy of the military."

"The military must support me." Jiang Baihong suddenly became excited, "You see, the military cannot directly manage the people. In just two or three days, you also see the chaos brought by temporary military control and the sentiment of military-civilian confrontation."

Duda nodded. Not to mention this opposition, the staff in the army alone can't bear to eat. How can one get started in a day or two? Moreover, all kinds of ideas are wrong, and it takes half the result with twice the effort to do things, and it is even thankless.

Jiang Baihong seemed to have received support and said excitedly: "I proposed a 'New Moon Program'. In the blocks, elect public opinion representatives and finally form a large parliament.

The parliament has three committees under its jurisdiction, economy, law, production and trade, which manages the lunar economy and people's livelihood. Then the parliament, military and science form the lunar management committee to ensure the safety and development of the moon."

"In your set of ideas," Duda was not interested in politics, and directly raised the core question, "Who leads who?"

"Whoever is strong," Jiang Baihong paused, as if he was a little unwilling to accept it, "whoever can lead the moon."

Queen Duda leaned on her and thought to herself: This is fair.

Compared with scientists who have not found their core, and who sometimes get brain-drawn, the military is now the strongest - although there are many problems.

For the military, military expenditure is meaningless, and controlling grain production in the ecological zone is the king. Currently, the military and scientists are responsible for this area, and scientists are more like tenant farmers working for landlords.

Now the military also wants to get rid of the burden of managing the people, but is unwilling to give up its power. At the same time, it has to prevent large-scale civil unrest... It is not enough to suppress the people by relying on the armed forces of two thousand people - half of them are cold weapons knights.

If there is a spokesperson, it would be the best.

The basis of the regime lies in the control of means of production. There is no heavy industry on the moon now. The means of production in daily life are either self-produced or distributed by the military. It is impossible for the civil affairs to counter the military. That spokesperson is destined to be a puppet of the military, a punching bag for the people, a flood discharge area for society... a temporary worker if necessary.

"I'm just a major," Duda said, "but I can report it for you."

Jiang Baihong pressed his hand on Duda's knees: "Old Du, we have eaten in the same pot. No matter how our identity changes, we are both brothers."

"That's a must." Du Da returned the notebook to Jiang Baihong, "By the way, why did you come from the moon? And even if you want to come, you won't be alone."

The son of a daughter cannot sit in the hall, a promising young man, how could his family let him run on the moon alone?

"Don't ask." Jiang Baihong unconsciously looked back on the past, and finally felt that it would be better not to let Du Da know.

Duda was a little surprised: "Don't you believe me?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Baihong became excited and then became decadent again. "I'm not afraid of embarrassing people, but I'll make you embarrassed after telling you."

Duda was even more surprised. The smugglers were not unavailable, but they were very rare. They had to go through three or five reviews on the earth, so how could they be so easy to mess with?

And it will make himself embarrassed... Duda's thought flashed by: Could this kid join the US intelligence agency, right?

But how much does it mean to talk about the country now? What can he do if he is really an American spy?

Duda smiled bitterly and said, "Take me the thing."

Du Da took Jiang Baihong's program and returned to the Office of the Operations Department.
Chapter completed!