Hongjing Detention Center.

In the gray fluttering interrogation room, the program of Yongchuan Satellite TV's female anchor reciting an open letter has come to an end for the time being.

The water in front of Lin Chen was filled again.

"Your government is even more 'courageous' than I thought." "I can't tell who the anti-social is," she said, almost admiringly. ”

"Of course it's yours." Lin Chen could only say helplessly in a tone that he didn't dare to rob you.

"What's next?" Shen Lian asked curiously, and then said, "You are here, and you didn't think about leaving, which means that you have been prepared from the beginning?" ”

Lin Chen held the water glass and was noncommittal.

"Wow, I guess, you're so hypocritical, are you going to play the sacrificial trick next?"

This is probably the most relaxed and excited moment for this woman since Lin Chen and Shen Lian met again, as soon as the woman is excited, it is easy to talk a lot, "I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?" ”

"Please."

"In this way, you take into account the factors of economy and population, choose the most convenient one to sacrifice and control among the nearly 20 cities in the three provinces, manipulate the account to disguise the voluntary sacrifice of local residents, and induce everyone to vote for their poorest and most backward city. As soon as the results come out, wow, the human voluntary sacrifice spirit defeated the sinister sociopaths, and successfully smashed the deadlock, maybe after the incident is over, you can write some glorious reports, beautiful, what do you think? ”

Shen Lian asked him.

Lin Chen held the water glass, looked at the lady in front of him who was rarely dancing with her teeth and claws, and said four words: "This is not beautiful." ”

He replied.

……

Not pretty.

It means that such means are not beautiful, such things are not beautiful, and such human nature is also not beautiful.

Lin Chen is an idealist, this is a fact that Conglian has long been clearly aware of.

Therefore, when he heard the solution he had proposed come out of the mouth of this strategist, Xing Conglian actually felt that he was being ridiculed so much.

He was speechless for a moment.

"Will this plan be seen as a compromise between the government and the anti-social elements?"

"I think it's feasible to fight against him."

"But when the voting is over, the anti-social elements won't jump over the wall?"

"If you break the rules of the game yourself, he will only become a laughing stock." The strategist said coldly, "I'm 70% sure." ”

The rest of the people in the small glass room began to discuss this plan in earnest.

The penalent knows the feasibility of the plan better than anyone else, and the only way to fight against selfishness and selfishness is the great voluntary sacrifice.

Even if the dynasty manipulates a group of accounts, they don't have to consider the possibility of leakage.

But the punishment condescended to thought, this is really not beautiful.

He looked at the people in the glass room, and at the people outside the glass room who seemed to perceive something and cast clear eyes at him, and felt as if he had gone back to the beginning when he was youngest, when he had not seen so much gloom and bloody killing, with blood and perseverance, and full of trust in the world.

Trust, that's very important.

The criminal conglian finally made up his mind.

He raised his left hand, which was not high, and he looked at everyone and said four words with the same solemnity: "I disagree." ”

In the glass room, all the eager discussions were still.

But probably except for Minister Shen and a certain young man who was fiddling with a computer, the rest of them did not fully understand the irresistibility of determination contained in this phrase.

Shen Heming fell silent.

But since the young man standing in front of the glass plate raised his hand to make a statement, he had to stop and listen carefully to what the other party had to say.

So he also raised his hand and said to the others in the glass room, "Go out, and stay behind." ”

……

National Yongchuan Television.

The crazy rise in ratings metrics and the slamming of the door complement each other.

Deputy Director Zhaoren stood in the general monitoring room outside Studio 1.

In front of the main control console, dozens of TVs broadcast each column separately, and the dense sound of electricity makes people's brains hurt when they listen to it.

Zhaoren picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and yelled inside: "Tell the security guard not to knock blindly, Lao Tzu was not kidnapped!" ”

His irascible voice reached the ears of every staff member through the headset.

Soon, Zhaoren heard one after another complaining from the headphones.

"Boss, are you menopausal?"

"I'm going to be deaf when the voice is quieter."

Zhao Ren responded to these people who had committed the following crimes, and he looked down at Yongchuan Satellite TV, which was broadcasting weather news, and then looked up at the clock at the top of the main console.

There were only five minutes left before the agreed time, but his phone had not moved.

To add insult to injury, his assistant came over with an urgently made video file and asked anxiously: "Everything that Consultant Lin asked for has been made, but the boss hasn't given the news yet, are we really coming as planned?" ”

"Or else?" Zhaoren said angrily.

"Although the satellite live broadcast vehicles and cameras in Minjiang have been arranged, if it doesn't work, let them withdraw?"

"!" Zhaoren scolded.

His stubborn assistant who was as stubborn as a stone refused to leave: "Boss, didn't Consultant Lin say that if they fail to convince their superiors, we can't make assertions, this is really a matter of great responsibility!" ”

Zhaoren raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Responsibility? I like it the most. ”

……

People retreat quickly.

During the period, there were some slight doubts, but both he and the criminal slave company's faces made people dare not speak.

The glass door closed again, Shen Heming looked at Conglian and asked, "Conglian, what's the matter, do you still want to stand and talk to my old man?" ”

He didn't sit down immediately, he felt in his pocket casually, took out a box of flattened cigarettes, and then walked to him and sat down, handing out the cigarettes.

Shen Heming didn't care about the entire row of "wooden stakes" standing outside the glass room, he picked up the cigarette, took out the lighter from the company, and lit the cigarette for him respectfully.

Then Xing Conglian began to speak in a low voice, speaking quickly and methodically, and Shen Heming had been listening silently.

After 15 seconds, the sentence stopped narrating.

15 seconds, really short.

Shen Heming felt the ups and downs of life for the first time during this period of time.

At first, he felt that Lin Chen's plan was really ingenious, both avoiding traps and minimizing losses, and he should agree without hesitation.

Then, he felt panic, and at his age, there were few moments when he was overwhelmed by the horror of thought.

He then continued to speculate about the possible outcome, and then realized the source of his fear, and he found that both the child who had just done the strategy and he fundamentally lacked the deepest sense of trust in people.

This is the biggest difference between them and Lin Chen.

Shen Heming took a deep breath, and finally had an inexplicable shock.

He didn't know where this shock came from, but he hoped that Lin Chen was right.

After Shen Heming spat out the smoke ring, Xing Conglian looked at him with burning eyes, as if he was looking forward to his answer.

"It's not that smoke, is it?"

He pinched the cigarette butt and slowly turned the cigarette around, and it was empty, just a very white and normal cigarette.

The torturer was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to open a pot, so he said a little angrily: "That kind is very expensive." ”

The young man had a pair of moss-green eyes, deep and calm, which was what Shen Heming felt when he first met him.

At that time, the convict was still very young, and of course he was not too old now.

In connection with the evacuation, he submitted a request for assistance to the international organization represented by the criminal company, and the other party easily completed the liaison work that required them to spend countless manpower and material resources to complete.

He boarded the ferry home, with the devastated territory of another country in front of him and his own compatriots snuggling up to each other on the ferry.

The twenty-year-old Cong Lian stood on the shore and waved at him.

He still can't forget that time.

Between the blue sea and blue sky, the handsome mixed-race young man stood in the wind, although his face was tired with stains, but his green eyes were deep and quiet, like mountains and seas.

At that time, he was thinking that although human beings are always fighting each other, there is still good will between them.

Malice is real, and so is goodwill.

He recalled that when he was going on here, the torturer interrupted him: "What do you think?" ”

He said, "I should trust your judgment, because you have a lot of experience in dealing with difficult problems." But your plan seems to be a smaller sacrifice, but in fact it is a little careless, and I can ask why you agreed

"I'll agree for the same reasons, as you do." The torturer Lian said very simply.

Shen Heming sneered: "Really? ”

Xing Conglian seemed to be looking for words, he thought about it, and said, "According to Lin Chen, the loss of his plan is smaller, and it is easier for a superior person like you to accept it." ”

"Why don't I feel comfortable hearing that?" Shen Heming asked rhetorically.

"You don't feel comfortable because you don't approve of the word 'superior' in your bones, it means a lot of coldness and trade-offs, it means deception and the maintenance of social stability through the coercive power of the state, in short, it is not a very good word." The torturer paused, "This sentence was also said by Lin Chen. ”

"What else did Lin Chen say?" Shen Heming asked angrily.

He said that if you are uncomfortable hearing the word 'superior,' it means that deep down you don't agree with another option. You are an idealist at heart, and you have this great trust and goodwill in the world, and because of trust, you dare to give it a go. Of course, I don't really agree with what he thinks about you, but everything he says is right to me. ”

Shen Heming frowned: "He does speak better than you." ”

He also asked me to tell you that you don't have to doubt that the sociopath won't agree to his plan, because he knows him better than you do. What he wants is not killing, nor blood, what he wants is nothing more than to open the ugly side of everyone's heart and expose it to make people despair of humanity, then a game that is more just and more able to achieve his goal will inevitably be accepted. ”

Shen Heming fell into deep thought, what Lin Chen said was actually enough, but it was not enough to convince him.

He turned around, saw the dynasty who was ready and standing outside with a notebook, and saw the faces of the young man who were excited, earnest, worried, or resolute, and suddenly realized that he really wanted to find something above "benefit" and "benefit".

Shen Heming thought of this, and finally asked the torture conglian: "After you finished speaking, what else can I say?" ”

Xing Conglian looked at him, slowly unfolded a smile, and said firmly: "You can say, that's it, do it." 166 Reading Network