It was a small, unassuming building.

At least among the many ancient buildings of Yongchuan University, the three-story building is inconspicuous.

Its exterior walls are red, and the architectural style has an obvious Republic of China flavor, so even the windows are made of stained glass collage, which is rare in modern times.

In Yongchuan University, most of these small buildings have their own public use, some are professors' offices, some are real buildings, and some are used as exhibition halls, but in any case, because these small buildings are very precious, so most of them belong to the university, if you don't deliberately look through the materials, about few people know that in the depths of the path on the shore of the lake, there is such a small red building that does not belong to the university.

The cherry blossoms outside the small building are in good bloom, and the large 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 first person to come outside the building did not rush in the doorway, he just stood still in the doorway, and at the same time held the cold weapon in his arms a little tighter, and after him, some more people came, girls in school uniforms, teenagers in caps, girls in long skirts......

As if attending some kind of rally, there were more and more people outside the building, but unlike the rally, they did not communicate with each other at all.

The sun gradually moved, and the surrounding area was extremely bright and brilliant.

Finally, the person standing at the front moved, he slowly walked up the steps, and with a hard push, the ochre-red door suddenly opened.

At that moment, everyone outside the small building did not rush in, they all took out something from their arms or pockets.

Iron rods, chains, knives......

They clutched the instruments in their hands tightly, and one by one, they walked into the building.

Unlike the bright scene outside the building, the inside of the small building is very dark, and all the stained glass is covered with black cloth, and even the temperature drops sharply.

The door slammed shut, and the last man with a thick chain slipped through the doorknob, metal rubbing against metal with a tooth-aching creak, and the door was locked securely.

From light to darkness, it takes some adaptation time for the human eye, so they are almost completely blind to anything in the building.

It stands to reason that people feel fear when they lose their vision, but they don't have any sense of fear because they are with each other, and when they are together, there is no sound in the world to be afraid of.

Gradually, they heard the sound of a soo echoing through the vast space, the sound of nocturnal creatures crawling across the floor in the dark, rats or cockroaches, or something else.

Their vision gradually widened, and everyone shuddered.

There really are people here!

A chandelier hung down from the old ceiling, and the dim light fell on them, and they shuddered.

Before entering the building, of course, they had fantasized about what kind of people the organization called "Three Graves" was.

They have imagined what they look like when they are in meetings, when they speak, when they think they are invincible, and even when they are beaten with iron pipes, they will see them fall in a pool of blood and wail......

They had thought about it so much, but the appearance of the people in front of them was still beyond their imagination.

There was no suit, no shirt, no words, not even a look, and the Yiqiē in the small building was silent and depressed.

In front of them stood a number of people who were all black, dressed in wide black blouses, and the dim light shrouded their black clothes.

Creepily, the men in black were ghost-like, not only ignoring their sudden intruder, but also holding a thick pen in their hands and burying their heads on the floor to sketch huge patterns......

They then looked to the ground, and found that the floor was not an ordinary wood color, but a soft ivory white, and the floor was covered with black lines like mountains, which were undulating, encircling each other and dismantling again.

"It's him!"

Suddenly, one of them pointed to one of the men in black and said.

As the finger looked, they saw a very handsome face.

Although the lights were dim and the person's face was blurred, they could still recognize that it was Cao Chen Xuan of the Department of Mathematics who could cause a sensation in the entire forum just by going online.

It's just that Chen Xuan's face is cold now, and he is no longer the gentle and elegant as rumored, he just concentrates on painting on the ground, as if he is enchanted.

Maybe it's because it's too quiet, or maybe it's the silence that wakes something up, and the people who intruder finally come back to their goal, they are clearly here to kill someone!

Coincidentally, they scattered in all directions, and in an enveloping formation, they stepped onto the floor covered with dense lines.

As if they had foreseen something, all the movements of the people in black were stagnant, as if their breath was stagnant and the air was suddenly withdrawn, and the men in black put down their hands like suddenly a puppet breaking the string, and sat down in unison.

The man in black stopped painting, and the intruders standing outside the encirclement stopped again, they looked at the ground again, and some even stood on tiptoe, and they saw a pattern composed of many lines, which was like an ancient totem, with terrifying magic......

The atmosphere was so strange that they felt that the pattern was like a cemetery, a cemetery full of bricks, bones, and the roars of wild beasts.

In fact, the small building was absolutely quiet, and there was no sound around, but suddenly, another sound like white light shattered the night and exploded in the dark small building.

"Books are the grave of knowledge."

Someone began to chant.

The man was dressed in black, sitting in the far corner, his voice was far away, but it had a bewitching magic.

It was as if the believers were reciting the teachings, and the rest of the men in black were reverently chanting with him, and those vast voices seemed to be able to penetrate time and space and lead people into a barren and dark space.

"Blind obedience is the grave of wisdom."

The second chant sounded, and the intruders were terrified again, and they froze in place, not knowing what had happened.

The loud chanting sounded again, and at last, one of the intruders began to move, and he gripped the hilt of his knife and crept towards the leader in the darkness.

"The prophet is the grave of posterity."

The last sentence came to an abrupt end, and not even the epilogue of the tomb word was not completely finished.

This was not because the leader suddenly realized that there was a group of intruders around him, but because of a more strict reason, because a snow-white knife was attached to his neck.

At that time, though, the atmosphere was actually very calm.

The men in black did not stop chanting because their leader was attacked, they did not move, and even their breathing did not change in the slightest.

But for some, it's almost a tense moment when the heart stops beating.

In a room on the top floor of the small building, the people standing in front of the screen were all holding their breath as they watched as the blade pressed close to the neck of the leader of the men in black, and after a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the Torturers.

However, the torturer did not move, although the sniper's instructions were heard from the headset, and the eyes around him were very eager, but he still did not give the order to shoot.

He looked at the man on the screen who was in danger of his life and didn't say a word.

also didn't say a word, and the man in black who was put on the neck by a knife.

That person was still sitting cross-legged, his complexion was very white, but his hair color was soft, he was actually not as handsome as Chen Xuan, but the temperament exuded by that body was far better than that of the grass that had not yet stepped 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", and the thief captures the king first, and this has been the case since ancient times, as long as he kills this person, as long as he kills this person......

Shen Ran thought silently, but he suddenly found that he had no way to think about it.

And then what, kill this guy and then what?

At that moment, his heart suddenly panicked, and he didn't know what to do.

Click...... Click......

At this moment, in the silent space, a calm footnote suddenly sounded, and the footsteps came again and again, getting closer and closer to him......

Shen Ran looked up suddenly, and he saw a person standing on the stairs.

Unlike all the men in black, the man wore only the most ordinary white shirt, and the light 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 was blowing the flowing water, the man in black, who was originally stationary, moved again, they all stood up, bowed to the man, and then stepped aside.

What's the use of retreating to the side, the damned still have to die.

Shen Ran pressed the blade tightly against the hostage's neck, and he suddenly recognized the person in the white shirt in front of him: "You are 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 he was really not a few years older.

But the boy's eyes do not have the youthful vitality that a young man should have, how to describe it, that gaze is very bright, as if there is a flame burning in it, although it is bright, it makes you feel that it is not beautiful, and the young man's gaze should be beautiful, the young man's gaze will have a young and lovely girl or a lively and moving world, but in those eyes, Lin Chen only saw the flame and the ashes after the flame 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 he was a little confused.

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Lin Chen didn't speak, what he was talking was the hostage who was taken by the boys.

Lin Chen looked at Mr. Hostage, and Mr. Hostage winked at him lightly.

Looking at the blade on Su Fengzi's neck and his relaxed and leisurely face, Lin Chen regretted his arrangement for a moment, after all, Su Fengzi was an uncontrollable person, and this sentence meant that no matter what he told before, no one could stop a person like Su Fengzi from saying what he wanted to do.

Without waiting for the boy to answer, Su Fengzi held the knife against his neck in reverse.

The boy didn't seem to expect him to be so bold, and he slammed his hand hard, but the handle of the knife was held by the iron tongs and could not move a bit.

Of course, there must be a price to pay for the confrontation between human flesh and iron blades, and the blood instantly stained the entire knife surface, and the blood fell drop by drop, but Su Fengzi didn't realize it.

Maybe the expression on Su Fengzi's face was too cold, or maybe his painless behavior was too terrifying, the boy suddenly let go of the handle of the knife, took two steps back suddenly, and gasped as if he was greatly frightened.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Don't you already know?" Su Fengzi took the fruit knife in his hand and played with it, and asked indifferently, "We are the three graves, and the three graves are us......

"You ruined our home!" The boy's face suddenly stiffened, and he asked sharply.

"Ah, is that your home, I'm sorry......" Although he said sorry, whether it was the slightly raised chin or the contemptuous eyes, he actually did not have any remorse, "Don't get me wrong, we just think it's fun." ”

There is no explanation, I don't feel the need to explain to them, in fact, it is not a provocation, it is just fun, and fun is enough.

"Fun?"

Probably the most annoying people are those who are full of hatred and the other party doesn't care, who defiles you, □□ you, humiliates you, and just thinks it's fun.

When the young people who were standing a little farther away heard this, they became angry again: "Brother Ran, don't talk nonsense with them, we'll kill them!" ”

"Is there a place where you can speak?" Su Fengzi's autumn-like gaze swept towards the noisy man, and he said impatiently: "After the tour, should you get out?" ”

The more disdainful he became, the more agitated the young men became.

"We're done with what we're going to do, and of course we're leaving!" The boy said coldly.

"What do you have to do here?" Su Fengzi suddenly laughed, as if he thought the boy's words were too funny, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the black-clothed people behind him, and said: "We have the lowest IQ here, IQ141, please how high is your IQ, and you have won a few Olympiad gold medals, are you a genius, if you are not a genius, what qualifications do you have to stand here?" ”

He spoke with the pride of a genius.

The boy was obviously blinded by this sentence, and for a moment did not know how to answer, but his companions behind him reacted faster than him, and they raised their weapons and were about to rush forward.

Su Fengzi was still standing alone.

And Lin Chen, still in front of him, was silent.

On one side is a student with a device in his hand, and on the other side, there is a man in black who is defenseless and indifferent.

Like fire and sea, or man and the abyss, they are incompatible, and one will always devour the other.

In the upstairs room, Jiang Chao finally couldn't bear it anymore, he pressed the shoulder of the torture servant, and said in a low voice: "Old sentence, I must ensure the safety of the other students!" ”

He was referring, of course, to ordinary students dressed in black who played the role of members of the "Three Graves".

It's just like Lin Chen, who was as quiet as water in the hall from beginning to end, the torture congregation didn't even speak, his hands were intertwined against his chin, and he didn't even shift his gaze to the monitoring screen.

It is about a wordless tacit understanding, or a trust that is much deeper than the tacit understanding.

Just as the torturer company was blocking the river tide with silence, Lin Chen moved, and the students who were about to rush up were also frightened to a sudden halt because of his actions.

Everyone in front of the monitor sweated, and just as they wanted to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, they unexpectedly saw that Lin Chen actually didn't mean to speak, 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 have the slightest intention of stopping, at this moment, Su Fengzi took a step forward and blocked in front of Lin Chen, he said in a disdainful and arrogant tone as if the world owed him millions: "If you have enough trouble, get out, come here and shout and kill, are you only three years old...... On the wall, I just left you a letter in the hope that you would converge, do you really think that you are invincible? ”

Hearing Su Fengzi's words, those young boys and girls, they gasped and angry, their eyes were red, as if they would be like beasts in the next moment.

But maybe it was because the wound on Su Fengzi's hand was too horrifying, or maybe it was because his face had an inviolable awe-inviolable feeling in the not bright light of the chandelier, and the intruders paused for a moment.

Su Fengzi's face showed disdain, and he didn't give those people any time to react: "Digging a grave and watching people lie in it, you are so excited that your blood is boiling, so that you feel that you are simply one of the most detached and mysterious collectives, and you feel that you have true faith and everyone else is unnoticed?"

……

"Old criminal, what the hell are they doing, for fear that they won't be able to provoke those neuropaths, this is looking for death!" In front of the monitoring screen, Jiang Chao said sharply again.

The convict raised his head and looked around, only to find that everyone in the hut was looking at him with an anxious gaze.

"Lao Jiang, ......" Xing Conglian finally spoke, he moved the teacup on the table to the side, "Do you want to drink some tea?" ”

"Drink your sister's tea, I'm going to die in a hurry, if something really happens!"

"Eh, we're on official business, be civil." The torturer said with a smile.

Jiang Chao was extremely angry: "Why the hell can't we rush down now and wipe out those people." As he spoke, he made a gesture of catching a turtle in an urn.

Hearing him say this, Xing Conglian's gaze fell on Lin Chen on the screen again.

The words that Lin Chen said to him during breakfast echoed in his ears.

Specifically, it was probably because the words he said late at night played a role, and when the police distributed breakfast at 7 o'clock in the morning, Lin Chen specially brought him a box of yogurt and invited him to 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.

"Wait for the next action, it will be a little dangerous......" Lin Chen said to him after watching the picture of the sanitation workers sweeping the floor for a minute.

The torturer even guessed what he was going to say, but he still pretended not to understand: "Of course it's dangerous, you also have to pay attention to safety." ”

As he spoke, it was obvious that he saw Lin Chen's breathing stagnant, obviously he didn't expect him to pretend to be stupid, but in the end, it was Lin Chen, and his mind was far more thorough than ordinary people: "I'm very sorry for what you said in the early morning, this is indeed my problem, so I want to try and try to correct that problem." ”

The other party was so pleading, and now, it was the turn of the torturer to stop the sentence: "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 delay the arrest of the police as much as possible, unless someone is really threatened by Yan Zhan's life, I hope you can order the snipers not to shoot." ”

"What do you mean?"

"When the members of that group walked into the building, it stands to reason that the police would have chosen the right time to arrest them, right?"

"Of course."

"But what if you catch them?" Lin Chen asked rhetorically.

"Torture, coercion, and temptation to force them to confess who is behind the scenes, and then we will arrest people...... You want to say, that's useless, right? ”

Lin Chen shook his head.

Although it was obviously a strict conversation, the torturer wanted to laugh: "Actually, I suddenly found out that you have also been instilling this concept in us, that is, after catching them, our interrogation will have no effect, but except for interrogation, in fact, as long as we wait for us to catch them by surprise, when they have no time to erase communication equipment, electronic equipment or other clues, we can still find the mastermind behind the scenes, right?" ”

"That's not right." Lin Chen said very decisively.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you think it's important to catch the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Doesn't it matter?" The criminal conglian continued to ask rhetorical questions.

"It's important, but it's far less important than those kids, and if we catch them, we may lose our chance to save them forever."

When he heard Lin Chen talk about children, he couldn't figure out who he was 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.

Saving terrorists is indeed a new saying.

In the countless similar experiences of his life, he never compromised with any hostile opponent, let alone to save the hearts of criminals. This is what a saint should do, not what a police officer should do.

But he didn't refute Lin Chen, he quietly listened to Lin Chen continue.

"Yes, we can catch turtles in the urn, and then, those children are shocked but they become more angry when they see the police rushing down, because they find that they have been betrayed by the world again, and they will try their best to resist, some people will be injured and some people will be killed, they will really lose their trust in the world, they may go to prison or they will go to the detention center, if they are lucky, some of them will realize their problems, But there must be more people who are stubborn, and those people will become garbage, waste, real social dregs when they come out, and they will despair, bitter and hateful and continue to take revenge on the world in the end, do you think, is this the solution to the problem? ”

The convict was speechless when asked.

Of course, he can refute it, and of course he can say that it is very likely that there is no ending in this world, and it is very likely that you will not get the happy ending you want after all your efforts, and those people are already broken, just like the organs that have been eroded by a swollen tumor, although the pain is regrettable, it must be removed if it should be removed, and there is no way to do it.

But inexplicably, deep down in his heart, he actually felt a little uncomfortable, in fact, he really hadn't felt this kind of discomfort for a long time.

Lin Chen was still talking, perhaps because his legs were numb from squatting, he stood up and leaned on the stone lion.

The shape of the stone lion is a little funny, but Lin Chen's face is a little solemn.

"Some crimes come from malice, some crimes come from cowardice, and some crimes come from the inability to control themselves, and to me, they are more like children with mental illness, they are first and foremost inferiorly and introverted individuals, because of this characteristic, they are picked by criminals, deceived by people they once trusted and loved that terrible hell. Do you think that when they enter that group, what is the first thing they suffer, is the welcome of love, no, the first thing they suffer is abuse, the abuse of ** and the destruction of spiritual beliefs. ”

"You're trying to say that criminals are also victims?" The tone of the torture servant company was a little cold.

"Do you think that no matter what kind of suffering they suffer, they should stick to their hearts and not be swayed by criminals? But it's a pity, they are just ordinary students, they can't resist human nature, people have the nature to avoid pain, if pain is unavoidable, we will choose to correct our cognition, to adapt to pain. It's like a man imprisoning a woman, he desperately abuses that woman, and once the woman can't bear the abuse, she will begin to correct her cognition, regard the man's behavior towards her as love, and fall in love with that man, psychologically, this process is called 'learned helplessness'. ”

Lin Chen was as faint as ever, but from his words, he heard an irrepressible cold meaning.

"They will gradually fall in love with the group, accept the ideas that the group has instilled in them, and once they really integrate into the group, there will be depersonalization, the individual's identification with the group will drown out their humanity, and they will begin to lose their self-......"

"To lose oneself is to lose one's humanity, they only accept the instructions of the group, because fundamentally they are no longer them, and those sinful thoughts are only the will of that group, not theirs."

Hearing this, the torturer Lian understood, Lin Chen was telling him from beginning to end, those children were not real terrorists after all.

Before they lose their humanity, they are just some selected victims, and before they become victims, they are just ordinary students who are full of beautiful fantasies about life but are not very ambitious, and the identity of ordinary students is more human.

They are all living people.

Saving the lives of other students is just as important as saving theirs.

Xing Conglian suddenly had confidence in Lin Chen's adventure, as he found that even he himself had been convinced.

Sure enough, Lin Chen was right, he was really convincing.

So maybe, maybe it's too naïve, too ideal, and too strange, but maybe Lin Chen can really save the lives of those children?

"What if I refuse?" Xing Conglian suddenly asked.

After he finished speaking, he saw Lin Chen looking at him with a very impatient look, as if to say, why are you talking so much nonsense?

……

Su Fengzi's gushing words passed through the guò headset and passed into the ears of the torturer.

Of course, the lines were written by Lin Chen, but the performance was all personal.

Lin Chen said that he would ask Su Fengzi to reenact the whole process of their brainwashing and wash them back.

The first step is to become extreme.

Groups are extreme, therefore, they will only be moved by extreme emotions, and if you want to impress them, you have to become more extreme than them......

Xing Conglian looked at the stallion novel writer with first-class acting skills under the light.

Like those great orators since ancient times, Su Fengzi really has the magic of demagogy when he talks endlessly.

He said: "At the beginning you were deceived into this collective, and then they locked you up, and they treated you abusively, and they mocked you, and they told you that this is the process of suffering that must be passed through in the transformation of human nature, when you were alone and had no way to ask for help, and then a group of people came to you and preached about their own transformation that had been tempered, and they told you how they had gone from being obscure ugly ducklings to noble white swans, and they said that if you believed that they had joined them, you could do it...... Are you starting to believe? The corners of Su Fengzi's lips curled, and he looked at all the intruders with a kind of contemptuous gaze, "Have you ever picked up vegetable leaves and eaten rotten fruits together?" Oh, they say to you, it's called sharing weal and woe, and then you're satisfied, and you're suffering a little bit together, and you feel like you're indispensable companions to each other, and you feel really one when you have a bed together? Modern society calls for dating to go to the kidneys and not to the heart, and you are really naïve. ”

With his words, those young faces gradually showed embarrassed and confused looks, Su Fengzi's group mockery skills were too powerful, he even knew their most secret things clearly, why did he know?

In front of the real elites, their inferiority and cowardly personality is once again revealed.

But this confusion only lasted for a short time, and they became angry again, after all, it was an intolerable insult to be discovered and faith trampled on.

Their faces were flushed, and the anger in their eyes seemed to burn a qiē to ashes.

This is a very dangerous situation, and it is even more unacceptable to defile their group in the face of a group of utter fanatics than to kill them!

……

The drastic changes in the feelings of the intruders, of course, were taken into the eyes of the monitors upstairs, and the two parties were already extremely close, and the raised iron rod was about to smash down on Su Fengzi's head.

Jiang Chao finally couldn't bear it: "Action, action." ”

He ordered the wireless microphone.

But the gunshots didn't go off, and there was no sound coming from his headset.

"Hey, hey!" He shouted into the microphone twice, but there was still no response, and it was clear that his equipment was useless.

He quickly remembered that earlier today, the criminal company told him that because the police force may be insufficient, so he also invited an Interpol sniper to help, at that time he felt that the criminal company was good, so he agreed, the only problem is that they and the ICPO system are different equipment, so in the end, in order to act, unified to ICPO more advanced wireless equipment.

I didn't expect the old torturer to wait for him here!

"Sir Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, our boss asked me to do this, you can't be angry, just punch him twice to get angry?" In the corner, Wang Dynasty, who had been quiet as a chicken, suddenly raised his head, hugged his laptop and sneered.

But Jiang Chao didn't have the time to beat Conglian, not because Su Fengzi had already been smashed to the point that his head was bleeding, and he needed to call 120 quickly, but because someone reached out and caught the stick.

In fact, it was not so much about catching it, but about someone reaching out and taking a stick for Su Fengzi.

The person who stretched out his hand was Lin Chen, and the contact between the iron pipe and the flesh and bone suddenly sounded, and the sound alone made people feel painful.

Lin Chen held the steel pipe.

"Fengzi." He stopped Su Fengzi from saying next, "Apologize!" He ordered to Su Fengzi.

Su Fengzi's face was full of unwillingness, but he was unusually obedient to Lin Chen, he owed a debt very gentlemanly, and it was incredible that he really apologized to those intruders: "I'm sorry." ”

Once again, the intruders were intimidated.

It wasn't just the young students who were stunned, but also the people who were watching the screens.

The scene in front of me is nothing but weird.

From beginning to end, Lin Chen looked like he was too lazy to say a word, but everyone knew that he was the real leader of the three tombs.

Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes and his expression was very plain and ordinary, just standing there alone and indifferently, it was as if he was standing on an unattainable cloud, which was unapproachable.

"What the hell are they doing?" Jiang Chao couldn't help but ask.

Xing Conglian glanced at Jiang Chao and motioned for the other party to shut up.

Deputy Captain Jiang sat down beside him very depressedly: "Old Torturer, what does he want to do, you have a breath with me, otherwise I will 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 very calmly.

Jiang Chao's eyes were of course full of puzzlement, in short, trying to impress a group of brainwashed madmen, those who want to do this are probably not far from madness.

"Of course we can arrest us now, but don't you think there are too few people downstairs?" Xing Conglian curled up his fingers and tapped on the screen, "That is to say, then some people in the organization are here, and the other part of the people will still carry out the night operation, the problems we are facing have not changed in any way, you are sure, in the ......" Xing Conglian looked at his watch and continued: "In three hours, let them loosen their mouths?" ”

"Of course I can't do it, what about Lin Chen, so Lin Chen will find a way to let them relax now?"

Xing Conglian's gaze fell on Lin Chen's left hand holding the iron bar, in fact, the light was not good, and he couldn't see the specific injury of Lin Chen, he nodded, repeating some of the words that Lin Chen said to him during breakfast.

"For any extremist group, they can't listen to anything outsiders say, so if you want them to listen to you, the only way to make them worship you is to make them worship you, just like animals submit to their leaders, and groups submit to their leaders, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, nothing more than ......"

"But didn't you explain to me that this 'Three Graves' organization fabricated by Lin Chen was obviously used to pull hatred, and it suddenly turned into worship?"

Xing Conglian smiled helplessly.

"Actually, it's very simple, because these students not only belong to their mysterious collective, they also belong to the ordinary student group, and when the student group began to discuss the mysterious elite student organization and pushed the three graves step by step to the detective, it also subtly affected the crazy children downstairs...... Of course, that influence is only subconscious, so those cults are also subconscious. They themselves are unable to realize that although they hate the 'Three Graves' who dare to provoke and trample on them, the root of their hatred is because the 'Three Graves' are the representatives of those classmates they hate. ”

While the torturer was talking, Jiang Chao had already lit a cigarette.

"And then?"

Jiang Chao asked.

"Then, according to Lin Chen's words, the group is easily moved by the most vivid extreme images, so ah, he let them see the artistically processed 'Three Graves' ceremony, and a little more foolishly, human beings are always inexplicably shocked by some seemingly supernatural phenomena, probably, that is no different from the dancing god?"

"It's Lin Chen's friend, Su Fengzi?"

Xing Conglian nodded: "At 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 sarcastically mocked them in order to appear stronger than them in spirit and belief, at that time, Su Fengzi was already in a very condescending position. Then, Lin Chen made a move, Lin Chen actually asked Su Fengzi to apologize, this was not only an act to win favor, Su Fengzi's obedience made Lin Chen step on his shoulder, and in an instant, he walked onto the altar. ”

……

Lin Chen's gaze swept over the children in front of him.

He looked at the young children, looking around at the faces, they were all young, younger than he had imagined, some of them were restless, some of them were arrogant, some of them had hideous faces, some of them were about to take off their makeup because of sweat......

Lin Chen's gaze finally fell on the petite girl in the corner.

He knew the girl's name, her name was Jin Xiao'an, and 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 feeling, about right and wrong, right and wrong, in fact, I don't have anything to say, you feel that you have a reason to hate, then go and hate, this matter has nothing to do with me."

He spoke slowly, indifferently without any emotion.

In fact, at that time, his heart was indeed calm and indifferent, how can there be so much understanding and consideration between people in this world?

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, why do you care about us, you die!"

The boy with the iron rod yelled at him, the boy shaved a very short board size, he was not tall, he was very thin and his eyes were small, maybe he had been ridiculed and humiliated because of his size, he might have a girl he liked, but maybe the girl he liked didn't like him, he might have found someone to tell him about his inner pain, but perhaps, no one in this world had ever listened to his heart seriously.

Or, it should be said, he may never have confided his heart to the world.

In his life, he probably always lives in asking for nothing, he yearns for beauty, but beauty does not yearn for him.

Then, he met that organization, he struggled and hesitated, but after all, he could not resist the most primitive human nature, he gave in, he gained money, status and women, and he also found that it was so beautiful to love and be loved......

So, what reason did he have to reject that organization?

Lin Chen wanted to laugh a little, and he suddenly realized that if it was him, it would probably be difficult to resist those beautiful temptations.

"I think you're probably misunderstood, I don't want to care about you, I just know the stories of some of you, and I think it's a pity, in fact, I don't think there was anything bad about you before and I certainly don't think there's anything good about you later. However, of course, you can ignore my regrets, because we have nothing to do with each other......"

"Shut up!" The young man 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, let go of the hand holding the iron rod, and turned around and left directly.

Seeing that Lin Chen was really leaving, all the elites present had no intention of staying, and they all wanted to disperse.

"Stop!" The crowd behind them couldn't help but chant.

"Do you really think that your power is strong enough to control everyone?" Lin Chen came back to his senses and smiled coldly, "You can't even control yourself." He said, raising his wrist with some difficulty and looking at his watch, "It's going to be one o'clock now, and if you can control yourself, you should know that it's time to go to class." ”

"Why do we have to go to class?"

The young man had a mocking look on his face, Lin Chen looked at his narrow eyes, and asked, "Why did you ask me why I went to class, and why did I sue you?" Do you think that there is no point in class, there is no point in reading, there is no point in even living, this person doesn't like you, that person doesn't like you, the whole world doesn't like you, you always think, such an ugly world and such disgusting people, why do you want to stay here? Lin Chen took a step forward and looked down at the young man in front of him.

"Isn't it?"

The boy with small eyes suddenly became excited, and Lin Chen was almost hit by his crazy iron rod.

"Don't think I don't know what you elites think, you look dignified, in fact, you have never looked at us with your eyes, you think we are ugly and unbright, you don't look down on us at all!"

"That's just what you think, it's you who live in the grave of self-pity, not me." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Oh, that's what I said!"

"It's not like that!"

Su Fengzi, who had been standing aside, suddenly spoke, his tone was very high, with a trembling tail, and the poignant sound of stopping echoed in the entire old small building.

No one spoke.

No one dared to speak.

"I know Jiang Liu." In the dark and oppressive 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 Jiang Liu's words, all the young students holding the instruments couldn't help but tremble.

"My relationship with Jiang Liu, what should I say, in fact, she is my friend, or rather, she is my reader, she said that she likes my books, but before she died, we did not meet." Su Fengzi's voice was very soft, he seemed to be trying his best to suppress himself, and his voice trembled a little, "When we first met, Jiang Liu wrote to me, and she told me that she thought she was ugly, she said that her eyes were very protruding and her nose was too flat, her skin was not good, she was pitted, and she was like a leper □□. So, the reason why she likes my books is very simple, she said that she envied the girls I wrote, they were so good-looking and happy, there were so handsome and chic boys who liked them, she was very envious of them, she said that she really wanted to be loved, but no one loved her. At that time, I didn't know how to comfort a sad girl, it was too difficult for me, and at that time I always felt that it was not easy to be loved, as long as you dress up beautifully, there will naturally be boys to confess to you, but in fact, I forgot about it, people are different, some people are confident and some people have low self-esteem, I forgot about it, for some people it is just something that can be done easily, for some people, it takes all the effort to be able to summon up the only remaining courage to doYou see, the world is so unfair. At that time, I couldn't understand the feelings of a girl with extremely low self-esteem, and I couldn't imagine how long it took her courage to show me her pictures. When I saw her picture, I even thought she was too pretentious, how could she be as ugly as she described, she was quite innocent and lovely. Maybe for this reason, I didn't pay attention to her anymore, but one day, she suddenly said to me that the sister she respected had brought her into a new world, and she felt that she could really become one of the girls I loved with many, many people, but I still ignored her, I thought she was probably crazy. Until one day, she suddenly contacted me and said that I should go to see her performance, I didn't want to go, but in fact, I was still curious about what she had become now, so I still went to the place we agreed upon, but what I saw was her jumping from a high altitude. Su Fengzi paused and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm not the kind of person who will regret this kind of thing, I just have some regrets, she can't hear me praise her for being beautiful, after all, I won't agree to meet a dinosaur." ”

Su Fengzi's words 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 fresh buns.

"Is this a good sign?" Jiang Chao pointed to the crying girl on the screen and said.

"Of course, sincere tears represent that they feel sad, and it is human beings who can feel pain and sadness." Torture Conglian said.

……

In that dark hall, Lin Chen was still calm and peaceful, like a cloud in the night sky or a wind higher than the cloud.

He said: "Actually, when Jiang Liu jumped from that building, I was also there, because my little sister also jumped down from there, in fact, I really don't know my little sister, she may be really too painful and too desperate to seek relief through death, but for me, I have always regretted that I didn't save her, because if I could, I would like to have another drink with her." ”

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 the group that makes you have the illusion of being loved, because there may not be many people in this world who like you, but there are always one or two people who love you sincerely and unreservedly." ”

"If you come out, you'll see." He let go of the hand covering the boy's hair, and said with some idleness and some seriousness: "Although it is only my hope, and my hope actually has nothing to do with you, I hope that no matter how unbearable this world is, you can hold on a little longer, come out, and look at it again." ”

End

Su Fengzi is not a good person.

In a great way, he is very much in line with Fu Hao's comment on him, "a despicable, shameless, insidious and obscene person", but even Fu Hao can't deny that Su Fengzi is really an excellent storyteller, he is elegant, he is passionate, he is full of demagoguery, and many times, he stands there, telling a story.

Because the half-truth and half-truth story told by Su Fengzi was so moving, those children really let go of the idea of destroying the miè world in the end. Maybe even the people behind the scenes didn't expect that their invincible organization had fallen apart in an instant.

Su Fengzi was dragged away by an ambulance because of a serious hand injury, and Jiang Chao had already started a real net collection operation according to the many clues provided by the students.

At this moment, he and Lin Chen were sitting side by side in the corridor of Yongchuan University Hospital, Lin Chen's wrist was very high, and an ice pack given by the nurse was pressed on it.

Half an hour ago, Lin Chen refused to go to the hospital with Su Fengzi, and Xing Conglian probably knew that he just wanted to stay alone and be quiet, so they had been sitting in the corridor for twenty minutes, and although he wanted to speak, he didn't say a word.

The campus hospital of Yongchuan University does not have the cold atmosphere that ordinary hospitals are used to, they are very busy around, and the students are always sick or injured in groups, so that the school hospital is always quiet and sometimes it seems that business is booming.

Now, they're probably really in time for business to boom.

Xing Conglian looked at the basketball players who had just been called by name in front of them, and then counted, according to the doctor's current speed, they would probably have to wait for another half an hour, just as he was looking left and right, he suddenly heard Lin Chen speak.

"Thank you so much today."

Xing Conglian suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and he turned his head to look at Lin Chen in disbelief, very, very shocked.

"You don't need to say those polite or humble words, I said thank you, I just want to thank you, if it weren't for you today, if you were replaced by someone else, there would probably be no possibility of zàiall-win."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he found that the people around him had not responded for a long time, and he finally looked to the side.

Xing Conglian just lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, and he held those two things in his hand without any movement.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked.

"Smoking is not allowed in the hospital." The convict Lian said.

Of course, a person like Xing Conglian will not become a little sad because he can't smoke, in fact, the word sad really doesn't suit him at all: "If you're in a bad mood, you can also talk to me." ”

"It's not that I'm in a bad mood, it's just that I've always felt that of course people have the ability and must control themselves, but the longer I spend with you, the more I find that it's really easy for people not to be self-controlled." Xing Conglian said, stuffing the cigarette into his mouth, but did not light it, "I really wanted to smoke a cigarette just now, so I took the cigarette out, how natural is this......"

"It's natural, what's wrong with that?"

The criminal Conglian turned over the cigarette case and handed it to Lin Chen: "Look, it says that smoking is harmful to health, in fact, shouldn't I smoke?" He said, inserting the cigarette back into the cigarette case, "I have never had the idea of quitting smoking, just now I just suddenly thought of quitting smoking and trying this thought, I was already uncomfortable, I think I guess I will not be able to quit smoking in this life." ”

Lin Chen looked at his irritable face, and almost wanted to say, if you can't quit, you can't quit, anyway, I don't care if you smoke or not.

However, of course, he understood what the torturer wanted to say.

"Do you feel pain?" He asked.

"It's painful."

"Congratulations, you're 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 are trying to control yourself, it means that you are fighting against your bad habits for a beautiful and healthy life, come on." ”

"That's the tone you did when you were doing counseling?" The torturer pouted, as if he was disgusted with him and was too distracted.

"When I adjust it, the fees are generally higher." He said.

Xing Conglian smiled dumbly, he reached out and took the ice pack in Lin Chen's hand, and put it on for him: "I just suddenly understood what you said about being unable to control yourself, because it is really painful to control your greed, fear, vanity, and laziness to become a better life, so ah, those children, will choose another path." ”

Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's relaxed, leisurely, quiet and profound gaze, and only felt 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 depict the beauty of life, but in fact, life is a painful journey.

And what about 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 power of this struggle is sometimes too small and too desperate, but it is always there.

People are always miserable because of their struggles, but they can also be called human because of their struggles.

"The hero of that story shouldn't be Jiang Liu."

Xing Conglian suddenly remembered that if Su Fengzi had already found Fu Hao before the jumping case, then he didn't actually appear because of Jiang Liu.

But who is this girl?

He also realized that the reason why they were able to solve a qiē was because Wang Shishi left a book.

Maybe it was a mistake of negligence, but finally, Wang Shishi left a book at the last moment of her life.