It was an inconspicuous little building.
At least among the many ancient buildings in Yongchuan University, the three-story building is inconspicuous.
Its exterior wall is red, and the architectural style has a distinct taste of the Republic of China, so even the windows are made of stained glass collages, which is rare in modern times.
In Yongchuan University, most of these small buildings have public use, some are professors' offices, some are laboratory buildings, and some are used as exhibition halls, but in any case, because these small buildings are very precious, most of them belong to the school. It's for exclusive use. If you don't read the information on purpose, few people know that there is such a small red building that does not belong to the school in the depths of the trail on the shore of the lake.
The cherry blossoms outside the small building are blooming very well, and the big pink clouds remind people of many wonderful and moving stories.
I don't know when it started, and some young faces gradually gathered outside the small building.
The person who came out of the building first did not push the door rashly to go in. He just stood quietly at the door, and at the same time clenched the cold weapon in his arms tighter. After him, some people came. A girl in a school uniform, a boy in a peaked cap, a girl in a long skirt and the first...
Like participating in a rally, there were more and more people outside the building, but unlike the rally, they didn't communicate with each other.
The sun gradually moved, and everything around was extremely bright and extremely brilliant.
Finally, the man standing at the front moved, he slowly walked up the steps, pushed hard, and the ochre red door suddenly opened.
At that moment, no one outside the small building was in a hurry to go in. They all took out something from their arms or pockets at the same time.
Iron bars, chains, knives…
They tightly held the instruments in their hands, and their blood was swollen, one by one, and walked into the building.
Different from the bright scene outside the building, the inside of the small building was very dark, all the stained glass were covered with black cloth, and even the temperature dropped suddenly.
The door suddenly closed, and the last person walked through the door handle with a thick chain, the metal rubbed against the metal, making a sour squeak, and the whole door was locked firmly.
The human eye takes some getting used to from light to dark, so they can barely see anything in the building.
It stands to reason that people feel fear when they lose their sight, but they do not feel any fear, because they are with each other, and when they are together, there is no voice to fear in this world.
They gradually heard that in the huge space, there were some rustling sounds resounding, which seemed to be the sounds of nocturnal creatures crawling on the floor in the dark night, perhaps mice or cockroaches, or something else.
Their vision gradually recovered, and everyone was shocked.
There are people here!
A chandelier hung from the old ceiling, and the dim light suddenly fell on them, and they shuddered.
Before entering the building, they had of course imagined what kind of people the organization called "Three Graves" was.
They imagined how they would look when they were in a meeting, how they would look when they were talking, how they would look when they thought they were invincible, and even, they fantasized about beating their bodies with iron pipes and watching them cry in a pool of blood...
They have thought about so many things, but the appearance of those people in front of them is still beyond their imagination.
No suits, no shirts, no words, not even eyes, everything in the small building was silent and depressed.
In front of them stood some people who were all black. Those people were wearing large black smocks, and the dim light shrouded their black clothes.
The creepy thing is that those men in black are like ghosts, not only turning a blind eye to their sudden intruders, but also holding thick pens and burying their heads on the floor to sketch huge patterns...
Then they looked to the ground, and only then did they find that the floor was not an ordinary wood color, but a soft ivory white, and the floor was filled with black lines like mountains. open.
"It's him!"
Suddenly one of them pointed to one of the men in black and said.
Looking in the direction of that finger, they saw a very handsome face.
Although the lights were dim and the man's face was blurred, they could still recognize that it was Cao Chen Xuan of the Department of Mathematics, who could stir up the entire forum just by going online.
It's just that Chen Xuan's face is indifferent now, and he is no longer the gentleman he was rumored to be. He just concentrates on painting on the ground, as if enchanted.
Perhaps it was because the surroundings were too quiet, or perhaps the silence could wake up something, and the people who broke in finally recovered, and they remembered their goal again. They were clearly here to kill!
Invariably, they spread out and stepped onto the floor covered with dense lines in an encircling formation.
As if predicting something, the movements of all the men in black were stagnant, as if their breathing was stagnant and the air was suddenly drawn out. The men in black put down everything in their hands like a puppet disconnected suddenly, and sat down together.
The men in black stopped painting. The intruders standing outside the encirclement stopped moving forward again. They turned their eyes to the ground again. Some even stood on tiptoes. The pattern, the pattern is like an ancient totem, with terrifying magic power...
The surrounding atmosphere was so strange that they felt that the pattern seemed to be a cemetery, with many brick monuments, scattered bones, and the roar of wild beasts.
In fact, it was absolutely quiet in the small building, and there was no sound around it, but suddenly, another sound like white light shattering the night, exploded in the dark small building.
"Books are the tomb of knowledge."
Someone began to chant.
The man was dressed in black and sat in the farthest corner. His voice was far away, but he had the magic power of bewildering people.
As if the believers were reciting the teachings, and the rest of the black-clothed men chanted with him devoutly, those vast voices seemed to really penetrate time and space and lead people into a barren and dark space.
"Blind obedience is the tomb of wisdom."
The second chanting sounded, and the intruders were shocked again. They stayed in place, not knowing what happened.
The grand chanting sounded again, and finally, someone among the intruders started to act. He clenched the handle of the knife and walked quietly towards the leader in the dark.
"The prophet is the tomb of future generations."
The last sentence came to an abrupt end, not even the final sound of the word tomb.
This was not because the leader suddenly realized that there were a group of intruders around, but for a more serious reason, because a snow-white knife was sticking to his neck.
Although at that time, the atmosphere of the scene was actually very calm.
The people in black did not stop chanting because the leader was attacked. They stood still, and even their breathing did not change in the slightest.
But to some, it was a tense moment when the heart almost stopped beating.
In a room on the top floor of the small building, the people standing in front of the screen held their breaths. They watched as the blade was close to the neck of the leader of the man in black.
However, Xing Conglian didn't move. Although the sniper's request came from the headset, and the eyes around him were very eager, he still did not order to shoot.
He looked at the man whose life was in danger on the screen, without saying a word.
Also silent, there was the man in black with the knife on his neck.
That man was still sitting cross-legged. His complexion was white, but his hair was soft. He was actually not as handsome as Chen Xuan, but the temperament he showed around him was far better than that of the grasshopper who had not yet walked out of the campus.
This is the reason why Shen Ran chose this person to start.
No matter where you look at it, this person is the leader of the "Three Graves". It has been the principle since ancient times that when you catch a thief, you catch the king first. As long as he kills this person, as long as he kills this person...
Shen Ran thought silently, but he suddenly found that he couldn't think anymore.
And then, kill this man and then what?
At that moment, his heart suddenly panicked, he didn't know what to do.
blah blah blah blah
At this moment, in the silent space, a steady footstep sounded suddenly, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him...
Shen Ran raised his head suddenly, he saw a person standing on the stairs.
Unlike all the men in black, the man only wore the most ordinary white shirt, and the light scattered from the ceiling seemed to penetrate the man's thin body.
Step by step, the man stepped on the totem on the ground, and in an instant, as if someone swept away the running water, the man in black who had been standing still moved again, and they all stood up, bowed to the man, and then stepped aside.
What's the use of retreating to the side, the damned person still has to die.
Shen Ran pressed the blade tightly to the hostage's neck, and he suddenly recognized the man in the white shirt in front of him: "Are you Lin Chen?"
he asked coldly.
"It's me." Lin Chen looked at the boy in front of him. The boy was probably the same age as the dynasty, maybe a little older than the dynasty, but it was really not a few years older.
But there is no youthful vigor in the eyes of boys, how to describe it, the eyes are very bright, as if there is a flame burning inside, although bright, it makes you feel that it is not beautiful, and the eyes of young people should be It's beautiful, there are young and lovely girls or a lively and moving world in the eyes of young people, but in those eyes, Lin Chen only saw the flames and the ashes after the flames burned out.
"Are you the leader of the three graves?"
When the boy asked this, he secretly glanced at the hostage he had taken, as if there were some things he couldn't understand.
"Did you misunderstand something?"
Lin Chen didn't speak, the one who spoke was the hostage who was kidnapped by the boy.
Lin Chen looked at Mr. Hostage, and Mr. Hostage gave him a slight wink.
Looking at the blade on Su Fengzi's neck and his relaxed face, Lin Chen regretted his arrangement for a moment. After all, Su Fengzi is an uncontrollable person. The meaning of this sentence is that no matter how he told him before, like No one can stop a person like Su Fengzi from saying what he wants to do.
Before waiting for the boy to answer, Su Fengzi held the knife against her neck in the opposite direction.
The boy didn't seem to have expected him to be so bold. He tried hard on his hand, but the handle of the knife could not move at all as if it was being held by iron pliers.
Of course, there is a price to pay for the human flesh to compete with the iron blade. The blood instantly stained the entire blade surface, and the blood fell drop by drop, but Su Fengzi didn't realize it.
Perhaps it was because the expression on Su Fengzi's face was too cold, or perhaps it was because his actions without pain were too terrifying.
"Who are you!"
"Didn't you already know?" Su Fengzi took the fruit knife in his hand and played with it, and asked indifferently, "We are Sanfen, Sanfen is us..."
"It's you who ruined our home!" The boy suddenly stiffened and asked sharply.
"Ah, is that your home, I'm sorry..." Although he said sorry, whether it was his slightly raised chin or his contemptuous eyes, he showed no regrets, "Don't get me wrong. Ah, we just had fun."
There is no explanation, because I feel that there is no need to explain to them, in fact, it is not provocative, it is just fun, and fun is enough.
"Fun?"
Probably the most annoying people are those who you are full of hatred, but the other person doesn't care. He defiles you, ravages you, and humiliates you, just for fun.
When the young people standing a little further away heard this sentence, they became angry again: "Brother Ran, don't talk nonsense with them, we will kill them!"
"Does this place have your share of words?" Su Fengzi swept his eyes to the clamor just before, and he said impatiently, "After the tour, should you all leave?"
The more disdain he showed, the more excited the young men became.
"Of course we will leave after we finish what we have to do!" the boy said coldly.
"What do you guys have to do here?" Su Fengzi suddenly laughed, as if he thought the boy's words were too funny, he pointed at the men in black behind him, and said, "The one with the lowest IQ here has an IQ of 141. , how high is your IQ, you have won a few Olympic gold medals, are you a genius, if you are not a genius, what qualifications do you have to stand here?"
When he spoke, there was a sense of arrogance like a genius.
The boy was obviously bewildered by this sentence, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. The companions behind him reacted faster than him. They raised their weapons and rushed forward.
Su Fengzi still stood proudly.
And Lin Chen, still in front of him, was silent.
On one side was a student who was holding a weapon in anger, and on the other side was a man in black who was unarmed and indifferent.
Like fire and sea or man and abyss, they are incompatible, and one always devours the other.
In the room upstairs, Jiang Chao finally couldn't bear it anymore. He held Xing Conglian's shoulder and whispered angrily: "Old Xing, I must ensure the safety of the other students!"
Of course, he was referring to the ordinary students dressed in black as members of the "Three Graves".
Just like Lin Chen, who was as quiet as water from beginning to end in the hall, Xing Conglian didn't speak.
It is about a silent tacit understanding, or a much deeper trust than tacit understanding.
Just when Xing Conglian blocked Jiang Chao with silence, Lin Chen moved, and those students who were about to rush up were also frightened and stagnant because of his actions.
Everyone in front of the monitor was sweating. Just when they wanted to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, they unexpectedly saw that Lin Chen didn't actually mean to say anything. He actually put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and made a gesture of leaving.
"Stop!" the students behind him shouted.
But Lin Chen didn't mean to stop at all. At this moment, Su Fengzi took a step and stood in front of Lin Chen. He said in a disdainful and arrogant tone as if the world owed him millions: "If you've had enough trouble, get out. Come here and shout and kill, are you only three years old... I just left a letter for you on the wall, I hope you will restrain yourself. Do you really think that you are invincible in the world?"
Hearing Su Fengzi's words, the young boys and girls gasped in anger and their eyes were red, as if the next moment would be like a herd of wild beasts.
Perhaps it was because the wound on Su Fengzi's hand was too terrifying, or perhaps it was because his face felt inviolable under the dim light of the chandelier, and the intruders paused for a moment.
Su Fengzi showed contempt and didn't give those people any time to react: "Dig a grave and watch people lie in, your blood will boil with excitement, and this will make you feel that you are simply a member of the most detached and mysterious group. , feel that you have true faith while everyone else is lost?
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"Old Xing, what are they doing, for fear that they won't anger those madmen, they're just looking for death!" Jiang Chao said sharply again in front of the monitoring screen.
Xing Conglian raised his head and looked around, only to realize that everyone in the hut was looking at him with anxious eyes.
"Old Jiang..." Xing Conglian finally spoke, he moved the teacup on the table to the side, "Would you like some tea?"
"Drinking your sister's tea, I will be anxious to death, if something really happens!"
"Hey, we are performing official duties, please be civilized." Xing Conglian laughed.
Jiang Chao was extremely angry: "Why can't we rush down now and wipe out those people." As he spoke, he also made a move of catching turtles in the urn.
Hearing what he said, Xing Conglian's eyes fell on Lin Chen on the screen again.
What Lin Chen said to him when he had breakfast echoed in his ears.
Specifically, this is probably because the words he said late at night had some effect. When the police distributed breakfast at 7:00 in the morning, Lin Chen specially brought him a box of yogurt and invited him to have breakfast.
The two of them squatted next to the stone lion at the entrance of the second bureau, watching the sweepers on the street sweep the ground again and again.
"The next action will be a little dangerous..." Lin Chen said to him after watching the scene of the sanitation workers sweeping the floor for a minute.
Xing Conglian probably guessed what he was going to say, but he still pretended not to understand: "Of course it's dangerous, you have to pay attention to safety."
While he was talking, he obviously saw Lin Chen's breath stagnant, obviously he didn't expect him to act stupid and stunned, but it was Lin Chen, whose mind was much more thorough than ordinary people: "I'm very sorry for those words you said in the early morning, it's true It's my problem, so I want to try and try to correct that problem."
The other party was so condescending, and now it was Xing Conglian's turn to stop talking: "Why are you so polite?"
"Because, there is indeed a very troublesome thing that needs your help." Lin Chen took a deep breath and said, "I hope you can try to delay the police's arrest, unless someone is seriously threatened, I hope You can order the snipers not to shoot."
"What's the meaning?"
"When members of that group walked into the small building, it stands to reason that the police would choose the right time to arrest them, right?"
"certainly."
"But what if you caught them?" Lin Chen asked back.
"Severe torture, coercion, and temptation, to force them to confess the mastermind behind the scenes, and then we go to arrest people... You want to say, that's useless, right?"
Lin Chen shook his head.
Although it was obviously a serious conversation, Xing Conglian wanted to laugh: "Actually, I suddenly found out that you have been instilling this concept in us, that is, after catching them, our interrogation will have no effect, but apart from Interrogation, in fact, as long as we catch them by surprise, before they have time to wipe off the communication equipment, electronic equipment or other clues, we can still follow the trail and find the mastermind, right?"
"No." Lin Chen said decisively.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you think it's important to catch the mastermind behind the scenes?"
"Isn't it important?" Xing Conglian continued to ask.
"It's important, but that person is far less important than those kids, and if we catch them, we may never have the chance to save them."
When he heard Lin Chen talking about the child, he was confused for a moment, but soon, he realized that the children Lin Chen was referring to were members of that group, those who had lost their humanity and were regarded as terrorists by them. people.
Save the terrorists, that's really a novelty.
In countless similar experiences in his life, he has never compromised with any enemy, let alone saved the hearts of criminals. This is what a saint should do, not a policeman.
But he didn't refute Lin Chen, he quietly listened to Lin Chen continue.
"Yeah, we can catch the turtle in the urn, and then, when the kids see the police suddenly rushing down, they are shocked but they will become more angry because they find that they have been betrayed by the world again, and they will do their best Resist, someone gets hurt or even gets shot, they really lose trust in everything in the world, they might go to jail or jail, with luck, some of them will realize their problems, but There must be more people who are stubborn, and those people will become garbage, trash and real social dregs after they come out. They are desperate, bitter and hating everything and finally continue to take revenge on the world. Do you think this is the way to solve things?"
Xing Conglian was speechless when asked.
Of course he can refute it, of course he can say that there is very likely no ALL-WIN ending in this world, it is very likely that you can't get the happy ending you want after all your efforts, those people's are already broken, It's like an organ eroded by a tumor. Although the pain is regrettable, it must be removed if it needs to be removed. There is no way out.
But inexplicably, deep down in his heart, he felt a little uncomfortable. In fact, he really hadn't felt this uncomfortable for a long time.
Lin Chen was still talking, maybe his legs were numb from squatting, he stood up and leaned on the stone lion.
The shape of the stone lion is a bit funny, but Lin Chen's face is a bit solemn.
"Some crimes stem from malice, some crimes stem from cowardice, and some crimes stem from lack of self-control. To me, they are more like children with mental illness. They are first of all inferior and introverted individuals. , because of this characteristic, they are picked by criminals and deceived into that horrible hell by people they once trusted and loved. What do you think is the first thing they suffer when they enter that group, is it a love welcome? No, they suffered first and foremost abuse, physical abuse to the destruction of spiritual beliefs."
"You mean to say that criminals are also victims?" Xing Conglian's tone was a little cold.
"Do you think that no matter how hard they suffer, they should stick to their hearts and not be controlled by criminals? But it's a pity that they are just ordinary students, and they can't resist human nature. Human beings have the nature to avoid pain. When pain is unavoidable, we choose to correct our cognition to adapt to the pain. It is like a man imprisoning a woman, he desperately abuses the woman, and once the woman can't bear the abuse, he will start to correct his cognition and put the man Seeing your own behavior as love and falling in love with the man is psychologically termed 'learned helplessness'."
Lin Chen was as indifferent as always, but Xing Conglian could hear the uncontrollable coldness in his words.
"They will gradually fall in love with the group, accept the ideas that the group instills in them, and once they really integrate into the group, there will be a phenomenon of deindividuation, the identification of the individual with the group drowns out their humanity, and they start to lose themselves..."
"To lose one's self is to lose one's humanity. They only accept the orders of the group, because fundamentally, they are no longer them. Those sinful thoughts are only the will of the group, not their will."
Hearing this, Xing Conglian understood that Lin Chen was telling him from beginning to end that those children were not real terrorists after all.
Before they lost their humanity, they were just some selected victims, and before they became victims, they were just ordinary students who were full of beautiful fantasies about life but were not very successful. The identity of ordinary students was more advanced. people.
They are all living people.
Saving the lives of other students, then, is as important as saving theirs.
Xing Conglian suddenly had confidence in Lin Chen's adventure, because he found that even he was persuaded.
Sure enough, Lin Chen was right, he was really persuasive.
So maybe, maybe it's too naive, too ideal and too strange, maybe it's possible that Lin Chen can really save the lives of those children?
"What if I refuse?" Xing Conglian asked suddenly.
After he finished speaking, he saw Lin Chen looking at him with an impatient look, as if he was saying, why are you talking so much nonsense?
…
Su Fengzi's incessant words were passed into Xing Conglian's ears through the headset.
The lines are of course written by Lin Chen, but the performance is entirely personal.
Lin Chen said that he would let Su Fengzi repeat the whole process of their brainwashing and wash them back.
The first step is to become extreme.
Crowds are extreme, so they will only be moved by extreme emotions, and if you want to move them, you have to become more extreme than them...
Xing Conglian looked at the stallion novelist with first-rate acting skills under the light.
Like those great orators from ancient times, Su Fengzi really has a demagogic power when he talks incessantly.
He said: "You were tricked into this group at first, and then they locked you up, abused you, mocked you, told you that this is the suffering process that human nature has to go through, you were isolated and there was no way to ask for help, and then there was Crowds of people run up to you, preaching about the transformation they've been honed, telling you how they've gone from obscure ugly ducklings to noble white swans, and they say you can do it as long as you trust them to join them ...Did you gradually believe it?" Su Fengzi's lips curled up, looking at all the intruders with a look of contempt for all living beings, "Did you go to pick up vegetable leaves and eat rotten fruit together? ? Oh, they tell you, it's called sharing weal and woe, and then you are satisfied, suffer a little together, you feel that each other is indispensable companions, go to bed together and you feel that you are really integrated? The call of modern society Don't be distracted when you ask about guns and kidneys, you guys are really naive."
With his words, those young faces gradually showed embarrassed and confused expressions. Su Fengzi's group ridicule skills were too powerful. He knew even their most secret things. Why would he know?
In front of the real elite, their self-abasement and cowardly personality showed up again.
But this kind of confusion only lasted for a short time, and they became angry again. After all, their privacy was discovered and their beliefs were trampled on. This is an intolerable insult.
Their faces were flushed, and the anger in their eyes seemed to burn everything to ashes.
This is an extremely dangerous situation, and in the face of a group of outright fanatics, defilement of their group is simply more unacceptable than killing them!
…
The violent changes in the mood of the intruders were of course caught in the eyes of the monitors upstairs. The two parties were already very close, and the raised iron rod was about to smash Su Fengzi's head.
Jiang Chao finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Action, action."
He ordered into the wireless microphone.
But the gunshot didn't sound, and there was no sound coming from his headset.
"Hey!" He called into the microphone twice, but there was still no response. Obviously, his equipment was useless.
He quickly remembered that earlier today, Xing Conglian told him that because the police might be insufficient, he also asked Interpol snipers to help. At that time, he felt that Xing Conglian was well-intentioned, so he agreed, the only problem was , they are not the same as the ICPO system, so in the end, for the sake of action, they were replaced by ICPO higher-level wireless devices.
I didn't expect Lao Xing to be waiting for him here!
"Jiang sir, I'm sorry, my boss asked me to do this. If you're angry, just punch him twice to get out?" In the corner, Dynasty, who had always been quiet as a chicken, suddenly raised his head and sneered while holding his laptop.
But Jiang Chao didn't have the time to beat Xing Conglian, not because Su Fengzi had been smashed to the ground and he needed to call 120 quickly, but because someone reached out and caught the stick.
In fact, rather than catching it, it is better to say that someone reached out and took a stick for Su Fengzi.
The person who stretched out his hand was Lin Chen, and the sound of the contact between the iron pipe and flesh and blood suddenly sounded, and the sound of the clang made people feel pain all over.
Lin Chen held the steel pipe.
"Fengzi." He stopped Su Fengzi from continuing, "Apologize!" He ordered Su Fengzi.
Su Fengzi's face was full of unwillingness, but he obeyed Lin Chen abnormally. He was extremely gentlemanly in debt, and it was incredible that he really apologized to those intruders: "Sorry."
The intruders were once again deterred.
It was not only the young students who were shocked, but also the people in front of the surveillance screen.
The scene in front of me is bizarre but bizarre.
From the beginning to the end, Lin Chen seemed to be too lazy to say a word, but everyone knew that he was the real leader of Sanfen.
Although his clothes are ordinary and his expression is plain and ordinary, he just stands there aloofly and indifferently, as if standing on an unattainable cloud, making it impossible to approach.
"What are they doing?" Jiang Chao couldn't help asking.
Xing Conglian glanced at Jiang Chao and motioned for him to shut up.
Vice-Captain Jiang sat down beside him very depressed: "Old Xingzhen, what does he want to do, let me know, or I'll really open the door and go out?"
"He's trying to impress them." Xing Conglian stared at Lin Chen's figure on the screen and replied calmly.
Jiang Chao's eyes were of course full of puzzlement. In short, trying to impress a group of brainwashed lunatics, people who want to do this, are probably not far from madness.
"Of course we can carry out arrests now, but don't you think there are too few people downstairs?" Xing Conglian curled up his fingers and tapped the screen, "That is to say, some people in the organization are here. , while other people will still carry out night operations, the problems we face have not changed in any way, you can be sure that in..." Xing Conglian looked at his watch and continued: "In three hours, let them relax? ?"
"Of course I can't fucking do it, what about Lin Chen, so Lin Chen will try to get them to let go now?"
Xing Conglian's eyes fell on Lin Chen's left hand holding the iron rod. In fact, the light was not good, and he couldn't see Lin Chen's specific injury. He nodded, and when he repeated breakfast, Lin Chen said to him. some words.
"For any extreme group, they can't listen to anything said by outsiders. Then, if you want them to listen to you, you can only make them worship you, just like animals submit to the leader, and the group submits to Their leaders, ancient and modern, all over the world, are nothing more than this..."
"But didn't you explain to me that this 'Three Graves' organization that Lin Chen fabricated was used to raise hatred and suddenly turned into worship?"
Xing Conglian smiled helplessly.
"It's actually very simple, because these students not only belong to their mysterious group, they also belong to the ordinary student group. When the student group began to discuss the mysterious elite student organization and pushed the three graves to the detective step by step, it also subtly influenced To those crazy kids downstairs, these kids... Of course, that influence is only subconscious, so the worship is also subconscious. They don't realize it themselves, although they hate daring to provoke and trample on their 'three graves', but they The root of the hatred is because the 'Three Tombs' are the existences above and above, the representatives of the classmates they hate."
While Xing Conglian was talking, Jiang Chao had already lit a cigarette.
"and then?"
Jiang Chao asked.
"Then, according to Lin Chen's words, groups are easily moved by the most vivid extreme images, so ah, he let them see the artistically processed 'Three Graves' ceremony, and to put it more bluntly, human beings are always inexplicable To be shocked by some seemingly supernatural phenomenon, probably, that is no different from Jumping God?"
"Is that Lin Chen's friend, Su Fengzi?"
Xing Conglian nodded: "In the beginning, they would think that Su Fengzi was the leader of the 'Three Graves', and Su Fengzi was really good at fooling people. He satirized them and mocked them for the sake of spirituality and belief. He appeared to be stronger than them. At that time, Su Fengzi was already in a very condescending position. Then, Lin Chen made a move, and Lin Chen actually asked Su Fengzi to apologize. In an instant, go to the altar."
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Lin Chen's eyes darted past the children in front of him.
He looked at the young children, looked around at the faces, they were all young, younger than he imagined, some of them were restless, some were arrogant, some were hideous, and some had makeup on their faces because of sweat. about to take off...
Lin Chen's eyes finally fell on the petite girl in the corner.
He knew the girl's name. Her name was Jin Xiaoan. She had a friend named Jiang Liu, and her friend was dead.
"For some reason, you hate the world, about your hatred and the source of this emotion, about right and wrong, right and wrong, in fact, I don't have anything to say. If you think you have reason to hate, then go to hate. "This matter has nothing to do with me."
He spoke very slowly, so indifferent that he had no emotion.
In fact, at that time, his heart was indeed calm and indifferent. How could there be so much understanding and understanding among people in this world?
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, why do you care about us, you die!"
The boy holding the iron rod yelled at him. The boy has a short shaved inch, and he is not tall. He is very thin and his eyes are small. Perhaps because of his stature, he has been ridiculed and humiliated. He may have a girl he likes, but maybe the girl he likes doesn't like him. He may have asked someone to tell his inner pain, but maybe no one in this world has ever listened to him seriously.
Or, it should be said, he may have never confided his heart to the world.
In his life, he probably always lived in the pursuit of nothing. He yearned for beauty, but beauty did not yearn for him.
Then, he met that organization. He struggled and hesitated, but in the end he couldn't resist the most primitive human nature. He gave in. He gained money, status, and women. He also discovered that love and being loved are the same so beautiful...
So, what reason did he have for rejecting that organization?
Lin Chen wanted to laugh a little, but he suddenly realized that if it was him, it would probably be difficult to resist those beautiful temptations.
"I think, you may have misunderstood. I don't want to care about you. I just know the stories of some of you. What good did you have in the future. However, of course you can ignore my regrets, because we have nothing to do... "
"Shut up!" The young people in the crowd suddenly shouted, but in front of Lin Chen, that voice didn't sound reasonable enough no matter what.
"Really?" As if to fulfill the young man's wish, Lin Chen closed his mouth, released his hand holding the iron rod, and turned to leave.
Seeing that Lin Chen really wanted to leave, all the elites present had no intention of staying, and they all wanted to leave.
"You stop!" the crowd behind them couldn't help shouting.
"Do you really think that your power is strong enough to control everyone?" Lin Chen recovered and smiled coldly, "You can't even control yourself." He said, raising his wrist with some difficulty , looked at his watch, "It's one o'clock now. If you can control yourself, you should know that it's time to go to class."
"Why do we still go to class?"
The young man's face showed a mocking and indomitable look, Lin Chen looked at his narrowed eyes and asked, "You asked me why I went to class, why should I tell you? Do you think that class is meaningless? Reading is meaningless, even living is meaningless, this person doesn't like you, that person doesn't like you, the whole world doesn't like you, you always think, why do you stay here in such an ugly world and such disgusting people ?" Lin Chen took a step forward and looked down at the young man in front of him.
"Is not it?"
The boy with small eyes suddenly became excited, and Lin Chen was almost hit by his crazy iron rod.
"Don't think that I don't know what you elites think. You look sane, but in fact, you have never looked at us. You think we are ugly and brainless. You look down on us at all!"
"That's just what you think, it's you who are living in the grave of self-pity, not me." Lin Chen said lightly.
"Oh, that's what you say!"
"not like this!"
Su Fengzi, who had been standing by the side, suddenly spoke. His voice was very high, with a trembling tail, and the mournful shouting sound reverberated throughout the old small building.
No one speaks.
No one dared to speak.
"I know Jiang Liu." In the dark and depressing space, Su Fengzi's voice sounded again, his hand was still bleeding, but more blood had coagulated around the wound, turning into an ugly brown scar.
When they heard the word Jiang Liu, all the young students holding equipment couldn't help but tremble.
"What should I say about my relationship with Jiang Liu, in fact, she is my friend, or, in other words, she is my reader, she said she likes my books, but we didn't meet before she died. Su Fengzi's voice was very soft. He seemed to be trying his best to suppress himself, and his voice was trembling. "When I first met, Jiang Liu wrote to me, she told me that she thought she was ugly, and she said that her eyes The nose is especially convex and too flat, the skin is not good, the pits are bumpy, and it looks like a toad. So, the reason why she likes my book is very simple, she said that she is very envious of the girls I wrote about, they are so beautiful and happy There were such handsome boys who liked them, she envied them very much, she said she really, really wanted to be loved, but no one loved her. At that time, I didn't know how to comfort a sad girl. It's too difficult to say, and at that time, I always thought that it's not easy to want to be loved, as long as you dress nicely and dress up nicely, there will naturally be boys to confess to you, but in fact, I forgot, People are different, some people are confident, some people are inferior, I forgot, for some people it's just something that can be done easily, for some people, it takes all the effort to get so The only meager courage left to do it, you see, this world is so unfair. At that time, I could not understand the mood of a girl with extreme low self-esteem, and I could not imagine how long she had accumulated the courage to give me I saw her picture. When I saw her picture, I even thought she was too artificial, she was not as ugly as she described, she was very pure and lovely. Maybe for this reason, I I ignored her, but one day, she suddenly told me that the senior she respected brought her into a new world, and she felt that she could really become one of the girls in my writings that many, many people love, but I still ignored her. I thought she was crazy. Until one day, she suddenly contacted me and told me to go to her performance. I didn't want to go, but I was actually curious about her now. What did it look like, so I still went to the place we agreed, but what I saw was her figure jumping down from the sky." Su Fengzi paused and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I don't Not the kind of person who would regret painfully for something like this, I just regret that she couldn't hear me compliment her on her beauty, after all, I wouldn't agree to meet a dinosaur."
Su Fengzi's voice gently drifted into the ears of all the students. He had finished speaking, but no one spoke again.
Everyone was silent, and the first to cry was the girl in the corner who had just finished eating two Sanxianbao.
"Is this a good phenomenon?" Jiang Chao said, pointing to the crying girl on the screen.
"Of course, sincere tears represent that they feel sad. Those who can feel pain and sadness are people." Xing Conglian said.
…
In that dark hall, Lin Chen was still calm and peaceful, like the clouds in the night sky or the wind higher than the clouds.
He said: "Actually, when Jiang Liu jumped from that building, I was there too, because my little junior sister also jumped from there. In fact, I really don't know my little junior sister, maybe she really is Too painful and too hopeful to die for relief, but as far as I'm concerned, I've always regretted that I didn't save her because I'd love to have another drink with her if I could."
Lin Chen stretched out his hand, gently rubbed the hair of the boy with small eyes in front of him, and said, "Actually, you don't need that group that makes you feel like you are loved, because maybe the world likes you. There are not many people, but there are always one or two people who love you sincerely and unreservedly."
"If you come out, you'll see it." He released the hand covering the boy's hair, and said casually and seriously, "Although it's just my hope, and my hope is actually not too different from yours. It's a big deal, but I hope that no matter how unbearable the world is, you can hold on, come out, and take a look at it again."
end
Su Fengzi is not a good person.
To a large extent, he is very consistent with Fu Hao's comment on him "a despicable, shameless, insidious and filthy person", but even Fu Hao can't deny that Su Fengzi is really an excellent story maker, he is elegant and he is full of Passion is full of charm, and many times, he is standing there, telling a story.
Because the half-truth story that Su Fengzi told was too moving, those children really gave up the idea of destroying the world at the end. Perhaps even the mastermind behind the scenes did not expect that their invincible organization had collapsed in an instant.
Su Fengzi was towed away by an ambulance because of a severe hand injury, and Jiang Chao has already started the real operation to close the net according to the many clues provided by the students. Xing Conglian, of course, was excluded because of some "betrayal" behavior. outside of action.
At this moment, he and Lin Chen are sitting side by side in the corridor of Yongchuan University Hospital. Lin Chen's wrist is very high, and an ice pack given by the nurse is pressing on it.
Half an hour ago, Lin Chen refused to go to the hospital with Su Fengzi. Xing Conglian probably knew that he just wanted to be alone, so they had been sitting in the corridor for twenty minutes. Not a word was said.
The campus hospital of Yongchuan University does not have the usual icy atmosphere of an ordinary hospital. It is very lively around them. Students are always sick or injured in groups, so that the school hospital is always quiet and sometimes it seems that the business is booming.
Now, they probably really caught up with the good times when business was booming.
Xing Conglian looked at the basketball player whose name had just been called in front of them, and then counted them. According to the doctor's current speed of consultation, they would have to wait another half an hour. As he was looking around, he suddenly heard Lin Chen. Opened up.
"Thank you so much for today."
Xing Conglian suspected that something was wrong with his ears, he turned his head to look at Lin Chen in disbelief, very, very shocked.
"You don't need to say those polite or self-defeating words. I say thank you, I just want to thank you. If you weren't here today, with anyone else, there probably wouldn't be the possibility of all-win."
After Lin Chen finished speaking, he found that the people around him had not responded for a long time, and he finally looked beside him.
Xing Conglian just lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, he held those two things in his hand, and did nothing.
"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked.
"No smoking in the hospital." Xing Conglian said.
Of course, a person like Xing Conglian will not become a little sad because he can't smoke. In fact, the word sad is really not suitable for him at all: "If you are in a bad mood, you can also tell me."
"It's not that I'm in a bad mood, it's just that I always felt that people have the ability and must control themselves, but the longer I spend time with you, the more I realize that it's really easy for people to lose control of themselves." Xing Conglian said He put the cigarette into his mouth, but didn't light it, "I really wanted to smoke a cigarette just now, so I took it out, how natural it is..."
"It's natural, what's wrong with that?"
Xing Conglian turned over the cigarette case and handed it to Lin Chen: "Look, it says, is smoking harmful to health, in fact, shouldn't I smoke?" He said, and put the cigarette back in. Cigarette case, "I've never had the thought of quitting smoking. Just now I just suddenly thought of giving up smoking and trying it, and I'm already feeling sick all over. I think I'll never be able to quit smoking in this life."
Lin Chen looked at his irritable face and wanted to say, if you can't quit, you can't quit. Anyway, it doesn't matter to me whether you smoke or not.
However, of course he understood what Xing Conglian wanted to say.
"Do you feel pain?" he asked.
"Pain."
"Then congratulations, you are still alive." Lin Chen pressed the ice pack in his hand, then grinned in pain, and continued: "And, congratulations to you, when you feel pain because you try to control yourself , it shows that you are fighting against your bad habits for a beautiful and healthy life, so keep going."
"That's the tone when you were doing psychological counseling?" Xing Conglian pouted, as if he disliked him too carelessly.
"When I tune in, the fees are generally higher," he said.
Xing Conglian laughed dumbly, he reached out and took the ice pack from Lin Chen's hand and put it on for him: "I just suddenly understood that you can't control yourself, because you have to control your own greed, fear, vanity, and laziness to change. A good life is really too painful to come by, so those children chose another path."
Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's relaxed, calm and deep eyes, only to feel his heart tremble.
Yes, they are just ordinary people who yearn for a better life, but they go astray because of their simple yearning.
Because there are probably too many books that describe the beauty of life, but in fact, life is a painful journey.
And human nature, the reason why human nature is great is that we are born with the nature to fight against greed, fear, vanity, selfishness, stupidity, laziness, cruelty, even if the strength of this struggle is sometimes too small and desperate , but it always exists.
People always become painful because of struggle, but they can also be called people because of struggle.
"The protagonist of that story should not be Jiang Liu."
Xing Conglian suddenly remembered that if Su Fengzi had found Fu Hao long before the jumping off the building, then he did not appear because of Jiang Liu.
But who is the girl?
He also realized that the reason why they were able to solve everything smoothly was because Wang Shishi left a book.
It may be that she forgot to deal with it or it may be a negligent mistake, but in the end, Wang Shishi left a book at the last moment of her life.
The author has something to say: Sentient beings suffer.