Chapter 285 Confrontation of Flames in the Rain Curtain
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Raindrops raced across the car window, striking the body of the vehicle and scattering into a spray of water.
Tilan looked out at the bustling city beyond the window, as well as her own faint reflection on the glass, with numerous thoughts passing through her mind. A faint tension and anticipation rose in her heart. She closed her eyes slightly, recalling this sensation.
It seemed like a long time ago, there was another time like this when her sister took her out on a rainy day. They rode the elevator down to the ground level of Payin City.
The gray sky, fast-falling raindrops, the world noisy yet quiet, the smell of vapor and earth hit her in the face.
If her parents had been beside her, they would never have allowed her to wander and play in the rain, since the rainwater in the rainy season was somewhat corrosive and could easily cause colds and fevers.
But her sister didn't care about that. She took her hand and ran into the rainy world, the drenching rain immediately pouring down, wetting her all over and giving her a chill, yet it wasn't too cold, after all it was the July holiday.
Good children shouldn't do bad things, shouldn't break rules, and should listen to their elders, which was definitely the right thing to do.
However, running in the rain with her sister, she also felt a completely fresh experience and joy, stepping into puddles, splashing large waves of water, the water flowing through the gaps in her sandals, and streaks of muddy water sliding down her calves. Since her clothes were already soaked, she could be carefree. In the pouring rain, no amount of shouting or screaming would bring scolding, especially when her sister was leading the way, and she didn't have to worry about her mother's reprimand.
Such freedom, complete relaxation and release, the carefree shouting and running made her feel a vibrant and jumping sense of life, one that she couldn't forget even many years later.
She had a lot of fun that day, and even if she was scolded by her mother afterwards, she didn't feel sad and had a very good night's sleep after a bath.
Given her personality, she rarely took the initiative to break rules, and since then, without her sister's guidance, she never tried the sensation of playing in the rain alone again.
It might be quite childish for a kid to do such things. But now, as a mature adult, she could freely do what she wanted without restraint. It wasn't that she was unwise—she now knew the consequences and had prepared to face them.
The speeding Hover Car passed through the busiest part of South First District, gradually approaching the remote industrial area. An hour later, five Hover Cars descended rapidly from the sky, their pale blue exhaust streams heating the ground and puffing up the surrounding air.
Afterwards, the car door opened, and a pair of slender legs in little leather shoes stepped out. The tips of her shoes touched the water-streaked ground, spreading faint ripples.
Under the cover of a transparent umbrella, the black-haired Tilan stood looking off into the distance at the towering, mountain-like buildings and structures. This was 'Cosades'' headquarters and biggest production base.
In front of the road now stood a barrier sign, with vehicles flashing revolving lights parked in the outer areas, sealing off this part of the district. A crowd of onlookers stood on the road outside, watching the area from afar as sounds of explosions and ripping sparks occasionally came forth. Every now and then, someone fell from the building, and at times, people were carried away by ambulances, taken away from this place.
The police had not intervened directly in the conflict between 'Eshell' and 'Cosades,' instead containing it within a certain area so as not to affect the other normal Federation residents. If someone escaped this area, the police would provide medical treatment, but only if they did not return.
The patent wars between large corporations were no joke. If the police had to intervene forcefully, they would pay a great price, perhaps even sacrificing some officers. And even if they intervened temporarily, as long as these corporations had money to burn and their hatred wasn't resolved, the conflicts would not end. The police also couldn't afford to waste their resources on this matter for decades.
Rather than forcibly intervening to stop the war, it was better to let them settle it within the confines and wait until both were weakened and vulnerable to then step in and resolve matters. Those who deserved punishment would be punished, and those who should be imprisoned would be sent to jail.
Thus, although it's not explicitly stated in the law, as long as these corporate patent wars do not affect the general public, the police wouldn't force their way into the matter.
"Kwala—" A sound of shattering glass rang out, and a figure was thrown from a window, falling from the high-rise to the ground.
The blue uniform, the barcode and emblem on the chest, all indicated that he was a member of 'Cosades.' This man seemed to want to struggle, but then the medical personnel who arrived quickly picked him up and took him away from this place. He was seriously injured, but luckily not immediately fatal.
A man in a black suit poked his head out of the window, holding a personal terminal, capturing the moments of the aforementioned man's fall. Then he went back inside, and more fighting noises followed.
"That's a member of the 'Rapid-Fire' firm. Their combat strength is very strong; even the most common members have Sequence 4 and wear the full set of 'Ink Workshop's 'Z-4' series Battle Attire. Ordinary firearms can hardly breach their defense," a sharp-eyed bystander recognized the identity of the man in the black suit.
Inside the stairwell, two members of 'Cosades' in blue outfits were crouching, while three stood, each holding a black box-shaped taser gun aimed at the rapidly approaching man in the black suit. Dazzling currents of electricity shot through the corridor, striking the man, causing his body to jolt and tremble instantaneously.
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