First Player Chapter 952

Chapter 952 Chapter Nine Hundred and Fifty · "Sheep in the Rain (9

—Blindfolded by an era, choked to death, is it homicide?

Su Mingan raised his head, the sky was gray, and the heavy rain was pouring down on the world, as if swallowing the world.

"Boom—!"

He saw the dilapidated unfinished building, the bricks and stones poured down like a sand tower blown away by the wind, and the residents fled in a panic, without time to bring anything.

The earth is shaking, buildings are collapsing, and everything is crushed under stones. He lowered the little girl's head and didn't let her see this scene.

When everything returned to silence, there was only the sound of heavy rain in my ears, so quiet that I could hear my own breathing.

Afterwards, people's mourning rose up.

"—my home! my home!"

"—my stuff is still in there, my money, my notebook..."

"-Mommy mommy…"

There were screams of mourning one after another. Their few property was this unfinished building. Now that the building has collapsed, it is equivalent to depriving them of everything.

People chanted, wailed, cried, vented. No one cares about an old woman who died in the building, and no one cares about the justice she seeks. All they know is that everything is gone, gone.

When the last inch of the roof is overturned, how should they survive?

Su Mingan touched the little girl's head, and slowly put her on the ground.

Heavy rain was pouring on her loose black hair, and strands of water were falling down. Her eyes were still blank, as if she didn't understand why the building collapsed, and she didn't understand the sad eyes that grandma looked at her at the end. The wet hair hung sticky on her neck, and the rain slid down her cheeks.

She looked around, trying to find anyone she knew, at least one. But as far as the eye can see, there are only strangers' sad expressions, and nothing else.

"Mother?"

She hugged the bear and tried to call.

—The industrious and beautiful woman has died in the bricks and stones five years ago.

So, no one responded to her.

"dad?"

She looked around, eyes blank.

—The upright and simple man has been sleeping in the blood-stained wardrobe.

So, no one responded to her.

Her eyes became a little anxious, her fingers clenched the little bear in her arms more and more, her whole body was shivering with cold.

"...Grandma?"

She looked up at the overwhelming rain, her voice choked with sobs.

—The old man who wanted to ask for a response has disappeared in this icy heavy rain.

So, no one responded to her.

His body trembled slightly, and he shuddered.

The call floated in the wet air, like a wisp of smoke, which quickly dissipated.

She didn't understand what the heavy rain brought and what it took away. At a young age, she doesn't understand what the world looks like, and what she is fighting against. She could only yell over and over again, trying to find the most familiar person, because grandma once told her that as long as she yelled grandma, nothing would happen.

...but why.

Now she's yelling and not seeing them?

Why is there nothing in front of me except heavy gray rain? Obviously a few days ago they were still sitting together for dinner, and said they wanted to cure her heart disease, and the family lived happily ever after. But why—this tall building suddenly collapsed?

Su Mingan squatted down, slid her fingers over her somewhat chapped cheeks, and wiped her face clean.

He just wanted to take back his hand, but his wrist was tightly clenched, and the young girl looked at him with ignorant and sad eyes. She didn't seem to realize that she had no relatives, but subconsciously grasped at the last straw, not wanting to let him go.

"Big brother...?" the girl tentatively called out.

None of the previous calls were answered, her voice was trembling, and her fingers were cold due to the low temperature.

Su Mingan responded to her gaze with a low "hmm".

—So, in the silence, someone finally responded to the girl.

When the sheep are exposed to rain, the wool will absorb water and increase in weight, and they will fall to the ground—so when the weather clears, you can see a pile of fallen sheep, continuous snow, covered with unbearable and filthy rainwater.

People don't realize how the sheep are breathing and struggling when the rain is heavy, and how helplessly and unwillingly they fall in the rain.

This era has become the thickest rain and fog. If it is moist plum rain that penetrates deep into the lungs, mycelia will grow in every crevice. When happiness becomes a duty that must be done, no one can be happy.

Some people don't want to be a silent sheep, but their limbs are bound, their tongues are blocked, their fur is stripped by bottomless demands, and their diseases are unhealed and old people have no support until no one dares to speak out—

—So Su Mingan's voice sounded.

"I'm here."

He answered the girl's call.

He held the girl's hand and held up the umbrella with the other hand.

With a "crash", the bright red umbrella was propped up, like a drop of bright red blood in the rain.

Under the umbrella, the girl finally felt a moment of peace. Her body was heavy, soaked in rainwater, dripping down her ankles to the ground, she almost thought she would fall to the ground.

But when the red umbrella was propped up, the rain could no longer crush her, and the high wind could no longer blow her down.

Outside the umbrella, the rain was pouring and the wind was piercing. The two people under the umbrella were extremely quiet. The girl silently held Su Mingan's slightly warm hand, conveying the coldness and warmth inch by inch.

The sound of people crying and shouting was soaring everywhere. They were digging hard for stones, but they couldn't keep anything.

At this time, officials with round hats and guards surrounded him and approached Su Mingan.

"This matter is the responsibility of your city protection department." The official with the round hat covered his head and face with such a sentence.

Su Mingan turned his head sideways.

"If you hadn't wanted to ask the government for an explanation, we wouldn't have come here to award Granny Lin the Medal of Honor and told her the truth, and she wouldn't have stimulated her emotions to make her condition worse." The round-cap official pointed to the ruins: " So many people have lost their houses, you are very responsible, who let you meddle in our city's government affairs? I will report to the City Guardian Department and criticize your actions!"

Su Mingan felt puzzled.

It's not because of the thickness of the official's skin, he's just wondering, what kind of examination system gave birth to such cadavers, and what corrupted them to this point.

But soon, he figured it out, because the world is full of "silent majority", so as long as he is good at criticizing others, he can appear more "upright and noble".

"Do you call this honor?" Su Mingan said: "A son's last love for his mother, a white-haired old man who would rather deceive himself but was forced to regain his sobriety—do not care about her death certificate in exchange for such pain—is it honor?"

"..." The corner of the officer's mouth twitched.

"So you're trying to say that she shouldn't have participated in the rally, and she shouldn't have asked the government for an explanation. If she didn't look and hear, she wouldn't know that she killed her son, and she wouldn't fall into the This ending...is it?" Su Mingan questioned in a declarative tone.

The official's ruddy face twitched, the corners of his mouth trembled for a moment, and he said cheekily: "If Grandma Lin didn't know the truth, it would be—the story of a heroic old citizen killing mutants—wouldn't it be wonderful? Everyone has face, she will be an honorary citizen, this building will not collapse, and these residents will not be implicated at all!"

...It's all because of your pursuit of the truth!

...If Grandma Lin had been kept in the dark, being a deaf person or a blind person, waiting for her son to come back every day, things would never have come to this point!

Looking into his eyes, Su Mingan finally sensed the deep-rooted darkness in this world. It was thought that as long as a black mist disease is cured and the patients regain their health, the world will become full of vitality, but it turns out that the disease has long been rooted in people's hearts.

【——If she didn't know the truth at all, it would be—the story of "heroic old citizens killing mutants". This is the HE (HAPPYEND) that everyone is happy with. 】

【—So, why do you want to pursue a TE (TRUEEND) that makes everyone unhappy? 】

Su Mingan raised his head, and the raindrops flying obliquely fell on his face.

There is no cure for this disease unless it is uprooted and torn to blood.

Dark clouds have covered every inch of the land, and the bitter rain has shrouded the city, and he can't see the light.

"Ding Dong."

The phone rang, and Su Mingan picked it up to see that it was a text message from Su Luoluo.

【Su Luoluo: Are you okay? 】

Because Lu Shu is on Su Luoluo's side, Su Luoluo knows Su Mingan's situation. She doesn't want him to be sad, even if this is the way this world is.

Su Mingan said to himself, "I'm fine."

He was wondering if he should reply to her, she could see the perfunctory in his short words, she could know that his mood was definitely not calm.

At this time, there was another "ding dong".

【Su Luoluo: It doesn't matter. You don't need to reply me, I hope you will be well, little Yunduo. 】

【Su Luoluo: You are not an empty hero. Even if you can't save it, your attempt to save it has already saved many. You may light the lamp, you may light the fire, but whatever, you won't regret it, that's enough. 】

【Su Luoluo: Some things may happen again and again, and it may be difficult to find a truth. 】

【Su Luoluo: But I always believe that you will bring light. 】

Su Mingan sighed, and he moved his fingers slightly.

【Su Wensheng: I'm fine. 】

Putting the phone back in his pocket, he saw that the round hat official was calling the government in a hurry, saying that there was only a small accident here, and it would be over soon.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's just that a building collapsed. Are there few unfinished buildings that have collapsed in recent years? And this time there were almost no casualties. An old lady died. It's good to appease the citizens. Leader, Don't worry, it can be dealt with today. There are a few members of the City Guardian Department here, and I can just tell them not to talk nonsense." The official with the round hat spoke into the phone.

Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly, and he realized that the building collapsed so quickly that no one was injured.

Seeing the broken tentacles around some residents, he reacted—it turned out that at the last moment of death, Grandma Lin used the tentacles growing on her body to send out those who had no time to escape.

A kind person is kind until the last moment.

"Su Xiaobai, are you okay..."

At this time, Wang Mingming and Han Han walked over.

"It's okay." Su Mingan said.

"I thought Grandma Lin's son could give us some information about the Ark Project, but he died three days ago, and we haven't found anything. This task is impossible to complete." Shang Qi sighed.

Han Han secretly wiped tears beside her. She is a very emotional person, and she is still thinking about the smile of the old lady and the plate of delicious prawns.

"I haven't finished eating...I haven't finished eating the braised pork made by grandma..." Han Han sobbed softly: "Grandma is such a nice person, why..."

Shang Qi patted her on the shoulder.

At this time, a VIP car stopped in front of them, a middle-aged man with a suit and leather shoes walked out, and the secretary followed him.

"Young people."

The middle-aged man looked at the four of them for a while, and felt that Su Mingan was the captain of the four, so he extended his hand to Su Mingan: "Hello, I am Deputy Mayor Liu."

This Deputy Mayor Liu has a ruddy face, a big belly, and even the palms are very smooth.

Su Mingan didn't reach out.

Deputy Mayor Liu didn't care either: "I hope you don't talk nonsense when you go back, and don't spread this matter. This is a matter of our city, and we will handle it ourselves. If this matter does not spread, wait until your year-end assessment When you do, your resume will have my stamp on it."

—【Su Wensheng, don't call the police or talk nonsense about the art classroom. This is the school's own business, and the school will handle it by itself. If you don't pass it on, I will judge you as a good student of this semester. 】

A similar scene appeared in front of him, and Su Wensheng shook his head resolutely.

Now, facing Deputy Mayor Liu, Su Mingan still shook his head slowly.

Wang Mingming pulled Su Mingan's sleeve tightly. Han Han was still crying with his head down. In fact, Shang Qi really wanted to agree to Deputy Mayor Liu. Compared with the injustice suffered by an old lady, a glamorous resume is very important to him, but seeing Su Mingan shaking his head, he chose to remain silent.

"I thought you would be a smart person if you joined the City Protection Department at a young age." Deputy Mayor Liu sighed and took out a cigarette.

"Hey, Su Xiaobai, this is the deputy mayor of a city, we..." Shang Qi whispered.

—They are simply not strong enough to defend against such enemies.

Even well-dressed beasts are stronger than them at a young age. The evidence they have tried their best to capture may be easily smashed by the other party. As long as the deputy mayor opens his mouth, their careers may be cut off.

Su Mingan looked at Shang Qi calmly—if you want to agree, that is your freedom.

Continue to be silent.

If you choose to remain silent after seeing this, then the fleeting glow will not come again.

Deputy Mayor Liu laughed contemptuously, picked up his mobile phone and made a call. He wanted to contact his superiors to cover up the truth and shut up these young people completely. Thick dark clouds are about to cover this place again.

But right now,

—A ray of sunlight shone in.

(end of this chapter)

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