In a corridor with wooden floors in an old building, a wooden door with some paint peeled off was knocked: "Dang, Dang, Dang..."
"Here! Wait a minute!" A woman's voice answered inside the door, and the next second, the door was pushed open from the inside, revealing a gap: "Who are you looking for?"
Outside the door were two men in suits and sunglasses, who looked like virus police in The Matrix. Behind them, there were two staff members carrying boxes and briefcases.
"Hello! We are from the community hospital, here to implement Wartime Decree No. 189." A staff member behind a black suit pointed to the female colleague beside him and replied politely with a smile.
The two men in black suits didn't say anything, they just raised the IDs in their hands and almost stuck them in the face of the hostess of the house.
The hostess frowned slightly and took a small step back, and then read out the number and police badge on it. It was a standard identification certificate for the secret police of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. There were very few people who dared to forge it in Ireland.
The woman inside the door opened the door helplessly and complained: "Come in... you don't need to take off your shoes."
There were two and a half-year-old children in the room, who turned out to be twins, a boy and a girl. The two children looked curiously at the staff who walked in, and then curiously looked at the door but did not enter the room. They stood to the left and right of the door like door gods.
black suit.
"Mom? What are they doing here?" The little boy raised his head and asked his mother.
"Uh... let's check your body, something like that." Of course the hostess has heard of Decree No. 189. Now the whole city is discussing this damn decree. Since there is no follow-up, no one is too resistant.
It's just that many people don't quite understand what the significance of this kind of screening is. Or rather, why...
"Click." The female staff member skillfully opened the box she brought with her, revealing the storage equipment inside. She also took out a pen-like object from it, checked the parts on it, and then pointed it at the one closest to her.
The little girl showed a smile: "Come on! Children, it doesn't hurt very much, don't be afraid."
She took the palm of the little girl who timidly extended her hand, and the male staff used a ball of disinfectant cotton ball soaked in alcohol to wipe twice on the index finger of the girl's pink hand.
Then, the female staff member pressed the pen-like "blood collection pen" on the girl's finger. With a slight press, the girl felt a slight pain and shivered slightly timidly.
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The female staff member didn't even raise her head. She squeezed gently with her hands to squeeze out more blood, then dropped it into a clean test tube. She glanced at the window. Then she marked and wrote the name.
I gave it a number and put it in a box with shock-absorbing equipment.
The male staff member next to him lowered his head to record the time and various details, and then signed his name.
Then, it was the little boy's turn to have his blood collected. The girl pressed the blood-collected finger with a sterilized cotton and softly comforted the little boy: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all, and I didn't cry."
The girl's brother was also a little nervous. He handed his hand to the other party, and after the other party changed the needle, he gave it to him again.
The procedure was the same. Finally, it was the child's mother's turn. She was also pricked, and then a blood sample was extracted and recorded on the file.
"What does your husband do?" If your husband or someone in your family has joined the army, there will be a plaque specially issued by the government to commend him for joining the army outside the door. If not, it means that no one in the family has joined the army, so the male staff can speak casually.
asked.
"My husband is dead. He died of illness last year." The woman answered sadly.
She has a decent job as a teacher in a city public kindergarten. Her children also enjoy free compulsory education in regular schools. Although her family life is not rich, it is not difficult.
Of course, since no one in the family has joined the military and there is no adult labor force, this family is a relatively unique existence in the eyes of the street management personnel.
In today's Ireland, there is a golden plaque hanging on the door of a first-class family. This indicates that someone in the family is engaged in important technical work in the factory and is a craftsman needed by the empire.
Second-class families are those who have joined the military. There is a black plaque hanging outside the door with the eagle emblem of Ireland on it. This type of family has a very good income and is relatively more stable.
Third-class families have a plaque exempting them from military service, which proves that the main labor force in the family is a worker urgently needed by the factory, or a teacher, so they can be exempted from military service.
The worst are those families without plaques on their doors. Such families often mean that they have no labor force and their living standards are often not very high.
Because of this plaque system, nobles are also divided into three, six or nine grades. Of course, the most noble nobles have golden plaques hanging on the doors of their houses.
The worst nobles are those who don't have any plaques at the door. Generally speaking, such nobles are often habitual criminals who evade military service.
Usually in this case, they will pay a large fine and then donate a large amount of money to the army, so as to keep young people from their own family and prevent them from having to endure hardships in the army.
Of course, this kind of nobles are generally not very prosperous, and they are basically only children. If this were not the case, they would not be so resistant to military service. After all, they only need to send a man to join the army, and they can just find a side branch.
"I'm sorry! Madam." The male staff member closed the record book and apologized: "After a simple test, there is no sign of you or your children turning into magicians."
Before the magician awakens, no one can detect the magician's system in a simple way. This is the reason why the magician cannot screen in advance, so there is no way for Greken's Grand Mage to confirm in advance whether a person is a magician.
constitution.
However, now the entire Ailan Hill has been shrouded in the aura of magic, the forbidden magic realm has disappeared, and mortals have begun to mutate into magicians, so Ailan Hill has started screening for magicians.
It is difficult to find magicians before awakening, but magicians after awakening have a distinctive feature that is very easy to identify: once they start to absorb the magic breath, the blood will seep into the magic breath and emit a little light blue light.
As long as there is this kind of light, you can be sure that you are a magician. The main purpose of Ailan Hill's screening is to determine the number, location, name, appearance, etc. of magicians in your country.
When Wartime Decree No. 189 was originally drafted, it was hoped that through screening, magicians in the empire who might collaborate with the enemy would be identified. However, this later proved to be a completely illogical decision.
First of all, magicians are not necessarily traitors. Many magicians have contributed to Eiland Hill. These people have more and more say in the empire and their influence is becoming more and more important, so that many high-level decision-makers
, all changed their views on magicians.
Secondly, those who are still ordinary people are not necessarily staunch supporters of Elanthir. Some of them are also bribed to betray the empire and provide cover and support for the enemy.
Therefore, the secret police of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who finally implemented Wartime Decree No. 189 found that whether they were magicians or not had nothing to do with whether they were enemies.
However, the screening work that has already been carried out cannot be suspended. After all, some people have been screened and some people have not been screened, which will make people feel even more strange. So, this ridiculous thing has continued like this.
What depresses the Ministry of Internal Affairs the most is that a few days ago, His Majesty the Emperor issued a statement confessing the fact that he became a magician to all the people of the empire.
In that speech, His Majesty the Emperor called on all the forces in the world to unite and declare war on the devil and the traitors who surrendered to the devil.
The emperor of his own empire has become a magician. It would be a bit idiotic to identify magicians at this time. Therefore, the Ministry of Internal Affairs can be said to have done something wrong and is in a state of confusion at this moment.
As the war expanded, spies and traitors also began to increase. The pressure on the Ministry of Internal Affairs became even greater, to the point that even Deans, who was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, became irritable.
Spies are often caught and the network is destroyed. Because the weapons and equipment of Alan Hill are becoming more and more powerful, the scale of intelligence spying in this area is also getting larger and larger, and the investment is getting more and more amazing. Naturally, the number of people who want to die is also increasing.
More and more.
…
"Come here!" After the director of the intelligence department left his office, Deans called for his secretary and handed the documents to him: "Send someone to check!"
Even if he is no longer willing to expand the scale of arrests, he does not dare to deal with such a big issue of right and wrong. Therefore, people have to be arrested no matter what, and they can only do what they have to do.
"The identities of these deceased people must be confirmed! Their families must be interrogated! Arrest them all for the time being! We will talk about it after screening!" After the secretary took the documents, Deans added.
"Arrest again?" The secretary looked at Deans, who had a gloomy face, and asked subconsciously. In his impression, hadn't a lot of people been arrested this month, much more than last month...
"I have no choice! Who makes these bastards not afraid of death!" Deans gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and hammered the table, venting fiercely: "Catch as many as you can! Catch them all!
Get up! Interrogate them severely! Open their mouths! I want everyone to know that the traitors’ families will not have peace either!”
"Yes!" The secretary did not dare to persuade him, lowered his head and agreed, turned around and left Deans' office.
