In Guan Xiaojun's view, the Chinese are a people who are extremely susceptible to incitement, and no matter what they say, as long as they say too much, some people will respond accordingly, producing a very strong mass effect.

That's what happened in the sixties and seventies, and it's the same with the qigong craze today, and then in a few days, the popularity of health supplements will crush everything and become the biggest winner in the nineties.

Nowadays, because of the lack of culture and education and the lack of correct guidance, the people in China are particularly lacking in resistance to some Shinto things, and basically they will believe what others say. And there is an extreme desire for destruction and a means of bullying the weak and fearing the hard hidden in his bones.

Just like the smashing of Japanese cars in later generations, some people use the banner of fair morality to satisfy their dark psychology.

If you have the ability to smash Japanese companies, it is best to go to Japan to make a scene, then it is called a kind of bullying the owner of a Japanese car?

This unexplained and highly susceptible public base is the most important ecological status quo in today's society, and if properly manipulated, it will form a large group influence. Therefore, in the eighties and nineties, cults were rampant, and all kinds of ghosts, snakes, and gods emerged.

"In this world, the easiest thing to earn is not the money of the rich, but the money of the poor!"

Sitting in the villa, Guan Xiaojun was a little amused to He Yongsheng and analyzed the current situation in China: "Because the poor have a low education, they are easily deceived by others, and there are always some unrealistic and childish fantasies, and many places have not even departed from the most primitive religious beliefs. ”

He Yongsheng said: "In fact, the same is true in our Yunze area, there are many goddesses and gods, many people are sick, and they still use cold water to dissolve the incense ash and drink it, because they think that this can cure the disease!

"It's cruel to say, but that's the reality. ”

Guan Xiaojun sighed: "After a while, you will find out the purchasing power of the people at the bottom!"

After staying in Shencheng for more than ten days, Huang Chunguang and other criminals began to parade through the streets.

In the early 90s, the public trial and parade of criminals were still the norm, and it was not until the mid-90s that they gradually withdrew from the stage of history.

Under normal circumstances, public trials in the streets are conducted before the Spring Festival, in order to deter criminals and let the people have a peaceful year. But sometimes there are exceptions, such as the World Thieves Exchange Conference that shook the entire public security department.

Even if these thieves are not terrorists, they are so unscrupulous to hold an exchange conference in a big city like Shencheng, then this is a provocation to the current police system, which makes the entire Shencheng public security department feel very shameless.

Therefore, it is necessary to give these people a strong deterrent, so that these thieves know the fate of provoking China's violent sector.

When Guan Xiaojun came to the street, a row of trucks had slowly driven over from a distance.

On each truck there is a criminal with a lot of ties, and the driver stands armed police soldiers with steel guns in their hands, and some of them also have machine guns on the car, which is full of deterrence.

When the truck passed by Guan Xiaojun, watching the swarthy muzzle of the gun poking out of the carriage slowly pass in front of him, even if Guan Xiaojun was a human being in two lives, he still felt extremely uncomfortable.

He was born with a fear of guns, and sometimes when he went to the bank to withdraw money, he encountered armed policemen who rhymed with banknotes, and Guan Xiaojun sometimes inexplicably worried that the muzzles of these armed policemen would be aimed at him, for fear that they would shoot off.

Regarding this situation, Guan Xiaojun has also asked many friends, and everyone basically has this feeling, and the sense of awe for guns has now infiltrated the hearts of Chinese people.

This great sense of insecurity in the face of guns is mainly caused by the lack of confidence and powerlessness caused by status, and if it were a character like Li Ka-shing, I am afraid that it would rarely happen to face guns directly.

Guan Xiaojun has no ambition to be Li Ka-shing, but he doesn't want to experience the powerlessness that comes from facing the group in this life.

Trucks drove up on the street, and the names of these criminals and the crimes they committed sounded from the horns of the cars, and the sturdy condemned prisoners who were tied up were almost all with their heads down, but there were also people with their chests up and their faces full of indifference, but most of them had blank faces.

Huang Chunguang was also in one of the cars.

Compared with the red light of the last time, Huang Chunguang at this time looked haggard, in just ten days, the whole person was almost thin and out of shape, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his cheekbones were also highlighted, and he occasionally raised his head, and his eyes were full of dazed color and fear.

When he was arrested this time, he was not very scared at first, he was just a thief, the head of a thief, he was caught by the public security organs, and he was almost released after two or three years of lock-up, but there was no need to worry too much.

But what shocked him was that the incident of his accidental death more than ten years ago was also known to the public security organs.

Huang Chunguang himself has subconsciously forgotten about the murder, and sometimes when he occasionally recalls the scene at that time, he is not sure whether he has killed anyone, as if the original incident was just a distant dream, and it did not happen in reality.

But after the interrogation and guidance of these public security officers, the events of many years ago resurfaced in my mind, and gradually became clear, and finally I even remembered the place where the body was dumped.

After explaining everything, the public security organs specially escorted him to the place where the body was dumped and dug up the bones.

Until he was sentenced to death, Huang Chunguang couldn't figure out why these policemen were so sure that he had a murder case. After all, he was also interested in seeing the color at the beginning, and he was running around to commit the crime, and he was in the wilderness at that time, and it was impossible for a third person to be at the scene. At that time, the chaos had not even started anyway, and this kind of thing should be the most difficult thing to investigate.

Huang Chunguang thought that this matter would pass forever, but now that he doesn't know what happened, he was found out by the Shencheng police, and he was interrogated, so he could only confess.

He was now standing on top of the truck, trembling slightly, his heart full of fear of death, and at the same time a little dazed, not understanding how he had come to this point.

Then he saw Guan Xiaojun standing on the side of the street.

In the crowd of onlookers on the street, Guan Xiaojun was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, with one hand in his pocket and a small wine glass in the other.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he squinted at Huang Chunguang, sprinkled a wine line on the street with the small wine glass in his hand, and then took down the cigarette roll in his mouth, and put the cigarette butt up on the ground.

Huang Chunguang's eyes widened suddenly, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face, "My matter has something to do with him?"

At this moment, the conversation between Guan Xiaojun and him on the train instantly sounded in my mind:

"I don't want to cause trouble!"

At that time, Guan Xiaojun said: "But if you really dare to play any tricks for me, I will let you know what is called a means!"

"It's him, it must be him!"

Although I don't understand why Guan Xiaojun has so much energy, so that the entire Shencheng public security will be dispatched to arrest himself and others. But a feeling in the dark let him know that he was arrested and then about to be killed, and he must have nothing to do with Guan Xiaojun!

When he opened his eyes and looked at Guan Xiaojun again, all he saw was the back of this young man, this young man in a white shirt, with his back to Huang Chunguang and slowly separated to look at the lively crowd, and after walking a few steps, his palm was raised and gently waved in the air.

Although he didn't know why, Huang Chunguang was very sure that he was saying goodbye to himself.