"...Then it's settled. I'll send someone to contact you..."
Lin Qi hung up the phone. That unhappy girl had torn away the fig leaf that public opinion had long used to cover up society's problems. Now, certain social issues had been laid bare in the sunlight.
People could no longer numb themselves by insisting, "These things never happened," because everyone knew they had not only happened, but happened many times—so many that no one could count them all.
Any parent would feel heartbroken when faced with this girl, because they had children too, and their children might one day end up like her. Of course, it was only a possibility.
But even if that possibility was extremely small, it was still enough to frighten many people.
Preventing children from going astray seemed to be something every family—or every adult, deep down—clung to.
Leaving aside those who did not uphold that belief thoroughly enough, the truth was that from the moment human civilization emerged, people had already been disciplining and protecting children.
But...sometimes being alive was not a happy thing. Especially in an era like this, being alive was not only unhappy but cruel.
Under the camera's gaze, the young girl lay on the bed and allowed a man who had spent only thirty yuan to help her end his work. She mechanically cleaned herself.
Of course, all those scenes had been edited. People could not see her body, but that did not stop them from imagining it.
The first to stand up was the Federal Youth Protection Organization, followed by the Federation's Feminist Organization, now called the Federal Women's Freedom and Rights Promotion Association.
It was more official than before, because Ms. Tracy had been elected governor.
An organization like this needed someone with strong political influence, so Ms. Tracy