Chapter 83 Chapter 82

The three of them sat at the conference table, and Juliet pulled the bandages on her hands to cover the exposed scars.The overalls they gave her were loose enough to not hurt her wounds, but her shirt was so tight to her body that it hurt to touch her whole body.She sat on the swivel chair, put her toes on the ground, and pushed the chair back and forth.She was impatient and all she wanted was to get out.But Lucas and Bernin seemed to have something to discuss with her.Just now they took her to the gate, which was the stairwell, but they took her into the conference room.It's more secretive, they say.Seeing their expressions, she was a little nervous.

At first no one spoke.In order to resolve the awkward silence, Peter deliberately asked a technician to prepare boiling water, but later, the technician came in with a jug of water and filled everyone's glasses, but no one reached out to drink.Lucas and Peter winked at each other, looking a little nervous.Juliet finally couldn't take it anymore. "What's the matter?" she asked. "Can I go? I feel like you've been procrastinating for days." She looked down at her watch.She raised her hand so the watch wouldn't slip off the bandages and she could see the face clearly.She glared at Lucas.Seeing his troubled expression, she suddenly felt a little funny. "How long are you going to delay? I have already told the people below that I can meet with them tomorrow night."

Lucas turned to look at Bernin. "Okay, buddy, talk quickly. What the hell are you bothering about? The doctor said I'm fine, I can go downstairs at ease, and I have already told you that if there is any problem on the way, I will go to Mashu And Hank. If you don't let me go, I will be delayed again." "Okay." Lucas sighed, as if he didn't expect Bernin to speak first, "It's been weeks—" "Looking at you like this, it seems to me that it has been several months." She turned the winding button on the watch, and heard a familiar ticking sound.

"It's like this——" Lucas raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed, clearing his throat, "We didn't give you all the letters I sent you." He frowned and looked at her. The face is guilty. Juliet's heart sank, and she immediately bent over and leaned forward, waiting to hear what he had to say next.Did more people die— "It's good news." Peter said quickly, "It's a letter to congratulate you." Lucas glared at him.Looking at his expression, Juliet knew that she might not think it was good news. "Uh... there's news." Lucas looked at her across the table, with his hands folded on the table in exactly the same posture as hers.Two people's hands can be held together by extending their hands a few centimeters forward.In the past few weeks in the medical area, he has always held her hand, and the two of them have long been used to it.However, when you are in the hospital, friends care about you and hold your hand naturally, don't they?Maybe it was just a friendly gesture.Juliet was thinking about all these things. At this moment, she suddenly heard Lucas and Bernin mention the general election.

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about?" She blinked and looked up into his face. "Now is the perfect time," Lucas explained. "You are the only candidate in everyone's mind." Bernin said. "I didn't hear what you said earlier," she said. "What's the matter?" Lucas took a deep breath: "Originally only Bernard was elected, but after we sent him out, the general election was postponed. Later, the news of your return spread throughout the bunker, and you became The legendary figure in everyone's mind, everyone said they would vote for you—"

"Many people say that." Bernin added. Lucas nodded: "The result is already obvious. More than half of the people in the whole bunker said they want to choose you." "Oh, but... Chief?" She laughed loudly, and turned to look at the table.There was nothing on the table except the cup, "Why, didn't you prepare any document for me to sign? At least there should be some document for me to formally refuse, right? This is ridiculous." The two of them glanced at each other. "There's nothing wrong with being chief," Bernin said. Lucas shook his head: "I told you—"

"We hope you will accept it." "Me? Be the chief?" Juliet folded her hands on her chest and leaned back on the back of the chair, her expression seemed to be a little painful, but she still laughed, "You two don't entertain me. I don't know how Chief dry—" "You don't need to know anything." Bernin hurriedly bent forward, "You just need to sit in the office, shake hands with everyone when you have time, sign some documents, and cheer everyone up if you have nothing to do—" Lucas patted his arm and shook his head.Juliet suddenly felt a rush of heat all over her body, and the wound hurt even more.

"That's right." Lucas said, "We need you. There is a power vacuum at the top. Bernin has been working as a security officer for a while, and he is more familiar with this job than anyone else." She is still listening. "Remember those nights we talked about? You told me a lot about the other bunkers, remember? Did you know we were in danger too?" She bit her lip, reached for her glass, and took a long swig, her eyes fixed on Lucas along the rim, waiting to hear what he had to say. "Zoo, we still have a chance. We still have a chance to protect the bunker and restore it to—"

She put down the glass and raised her hand to tell him to stop. "If you want me to cooperate with you." She turned her head left and right, staring at the two of them coldly, "If I agree, then do it in my way." Peter frowned. "Don't hide anything from now on," she said. "We should let everyone know the truth." Lucas suddenly laughed, a little nervously.Bernin shook his head. "Listen," she said, "I'm not mad. I've thought about it so many times. I've had nothing else to do but think about it for weeks." "Let everyone know the truth?" Bernin asked.

She nodded. "I know what you two are thinking. You think there are things that have to be kept secret, that people have to be scared—" Bernin nodded. "But have you ever thought, isn't the outside world scary enough? What's scarier than that?" She raised her finger to the ceiling, waiting for the two of them to figure out what she meant. "When these bunkers were first built, the most original intention was to bring us together. To gather, but at the same time to isolate each other's existence. If there is a problem in one bunker, it will not affect the others. Bunker. But I don't want to play by the rules of the game. I don't agree with their reasoning. I refuse."

Lucas tilted his head: "Yeah, but—" "So, we are fighting against them, not the people in the bunker who are busy from morning to night and keep everything in the dark. We are fighting against people in other bunkers who know the truth. Those high-level people. Eighteenth Bunkers can be different from them. We have a lot of knowledge, we have goals. Think about it, why do we have to dominate others? Why don't they know more, make them more powerful? Why don't they know that we are against What is it? We can unite and we are united.” Lucas suddenly raised his eyebrows.Bernin scratched his hair violently. "Think about it, both of you." She pushed the table and the chair slid back, "Think about it slowly. I'm going to see my family and friends first. However, I want to remind you first that if you can't Ask me to cooperate with you, then I will become your enemy. I will use other methods to let everyone know the truth." She smiled at Lucas.She was just teasing him, but he should understand that she was not joking. Berning stood up and reached out to her: "Let's not take any action at the moment, and we will make a decision after the next meeting. Can we at least reach such a consensus?" Juliet folded her arms across her chest and nodded. "Very good." Berning let out a sigh of relief, and withdrew his hand. She turned to look at Lucas.He was staring at her, his lips pressed together.Judging by his expression, Juliet knew that he knew what was on his mind.This matter is destined to have only one result, and he is very afraid. Bernin turned to open the door and turned to look at Lucas. "Can I have a few words with her in private?" Lucas asked him, then stood up and walked to the door. Bernin nodded, turned around and shook hands with Juliet, and she thanked him again.He looked down at the police badge on his chest, turned and walked out of the meeting room. "You must be kidding me, right?" she asked. "You really thought I'd say yes to you so easily, and—" Lucas put his hand on the door and pushed it shut.Juliet looked at him, a little confused.Then, Lucas suddenly put his arms around her waist, but he didn't dare to use too much force for fear that she would hurt. "You're right." He leaned closer to her, putting his head on her shoulder, "I'm stalling for time. I don't want to let you go." His hot breath hit her neck.Juliet suddenly relaxed.She suddenly forgot what she wanted to say.So she hugged his back with one hand and his neck with the other. "It's okay," she said.She finally heard him say it himself, and suddenly felt relieved.She felt him trembling, felt his rapid breathing. "It's okay." She pressed her face against his, and whispered in his ear, trying to comfort him, "I won't go for a long time——" Lucas suddenly took a step back and stared at her.She noticed tears welling up in his eyes, and looked at her expression.He began to tremble all over.She could feel his arms trembling and his back trembling. After a while, he suddenly hugged her tightly and kissed her. At that moment, she suddenly understood that he was not panic, but nervous. She kissed him, moaning softly unconsciously, feeling a warm current rushing to her head, and even forgot that her back was so painful from being pressed by his hand.After so many years, she almost forgot the feeling of kissing.She kissed him too.Then, he took a step back, took her hand, and glanced out the window with a nervous expression. "I...uh..." "I like this feeling." She held his hand tightly. "I think we should—" He lifted his chin and pointed in the direction of the door. Juliet smiled at him: "Yeah, it's almost there." He accompanied her to the gate of the information area and onto the platform.There was a technician waiting for her with her backpack.Juliet noticed that Lucas had wrapped a lot of rags around the straps of the backpack, fearing that it would press on her wound. "Do you really need me to accompany you?" "I'm fine." She pushed her hair behind her ears and put on her backpack. "I'll be back in a week." "You can radio me," he told her. Juliet laughed: "I know." She took his hand firmly, then turned and walked down the stairs.Several people happened to come up, and one of them nodded at her.She didn't recognize the man, but she nodded at him too.Everyone else turned to look at her.She leaned on the railing and brushed past them.The railings meander all the way down, supporting pieces of iron ladder boards, and generations of people come and go with the years stepping on the ladder boards.Juliet lifted her foot, took the first step, and embarked on a long journey—— "Hey!" Lucas suddenly stopped her.He ran in front of her, frowning: "Aren't you supposed to go down? Aren't you going to find your friends—" Juliet smiled at him.At this time, a carrier passed by her, carrying a heavy load and going down.It suddenly occurred to Juliet that the burden she had been carrying these days could finally be lifted. "Family comes first," she told Lucas.She looked up at the stairwell echoing with footsteps, and lifted her foot up the first step, "I'm going to find my dad first."