There was a thin fog in the city, and it was still early, but there were already a lot of people gathered in the streets.

They almost filled the streets, crowding the otherwise empty streets.

They all came today for one thing, to see a sinner put to death.

This is a rare occurrence because even if a sinner is sentenced to death, the execution will only be carried out in prison, and there will be no such thing as a public execution.

But this time, no one felt that such a decision was inappropriate, because the sinner to be executed today was extremely heinous, it killed too many people, and for such a dehumanized person, there is no need to worry about its human rights.

I don't know which direction the crowd began to bustle first, and people's eyes converged.

It was a few police cars that drove into the streets, and the police station in the past two days has also recruited some new people, at least Lawrence is not alone.

The sirens of the police cars echoed and stopped on the side of the street, and the crowd waited silently for the sinners to be escorted.

Some of their eyes were full of sarcasm, some were happy, some were resentful, and some were just here to see the excitement.

People thought they were righteous and waited to see sinners killed.

Finally, in the expectant gaze of the people, the sinner was escorted out of the police car by two police officers, and people saw the sinner clearly.

It didn't look like a person, it was pitch black as it had been rumored, just a black human form, with no facial features, and even its skin was pitch black, as if it was covered with something.

According to the newspaper's explanation, he was a deformed child since he was a child, and it was only when he was ostracized that he became a murderer. It can't see, but it has a keen sense of hearing.

It really looks like a ghost, beyond people's knowledge.

Then people began to fear again, but the more they feared, the more they wanted to kill the source of this fear.

"Monsters. In the crowd, someone scolded in a low voice.

But they don't get their hands dirty, they don't want their hands to be stained with blood.

"Bang. ”

The door of a police car is opened, and Lawrence gets out of the car, and all eyes are on him.

Lawrence could understand the meaning in those eyes, and they were waiting for him to kill the prisoner, with some urgent urging.

Frowning slightly, he walked to Chu's side, told the other two police officers to walk away, and personally led Chu to the center of the street.

On the way, he whispered beside Chu.

"Don't look, don't listen. ”

Because all around is malice, and these malices should not be directed to the beginning.

However, Chu didn't care about this, she looked up at the crowd, as if she was looking for something, and after looking around a few times, she finally found the person she was looking for in the crowd.

Jack's children.

They stood far away, looking at her with complicated eyes.

Chu lowered her head again, and this time, she was finally relieved.

If she was killed here, she would be able to take away all the malice of the city, because by this time all the malice had already gathered on her.

Lawrence pushed Chu to the center, the streets were silent, and people knew that the execution was about to begin.

Lawrence then took a few steps back and drew his pistol from his waist.

This time, his right hand did not tremble, and he raised it steadily, pointing at Hatsu's head from behind.

He will end her first life as soon as possible, and he will not let her have any pain.

The gaze all around seemed to be burning hot, even fanatical, and people couldn't wait to see the deformity that had terrified them being put to death.

Looking at the lonely figure in the crowd in front of him, Lawrence pressed the brim of his hat, turned on the safety of the pistol, lowered his eyes slightly, and said in an almost silent voice.

"May one day, you be able to solve all the doubts in your heart. Willing to one day, you can no longer be at a loss. May one day ugliness not blind your eyes. I will pray for you here, Amen. ”

It's the only thing he can do for the beginning.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lawrence.

Lawrence, on the other hand, also pulled the trigger of the pistol.

"Bang. ”

The bullet passed through Chu's forehead, and Chu stood still for a while, she looked at the police, smiled slightly, and moved her mouth.

"Thank you. ”

She said so, and slowly fell to the ground.

Lawrence put away his pistol with his head down, stared at the fallen man, and closed his eyes.

"You're welcome. ”

It was impossible to tell which person in which direction gave the first cheer, and then the crowd cheered, and for the first time, the streets of the City of Fog were so boiling.

Loud cheers, for the death of sinners, for a future where fear is no longer needed, for the coming of hope.

Only Lawrence, and Jack's children remained silent, for some reason.

Hatsu's body was taken away by Lawrence's orders, but no one noticed, and a thick black mist from the crowd left.

When people don't know sin, they don't see it.

The next day, the police were about to dispose of Chu's body, but found that the body was missing.

Lawrence found out about the incident and did not order an investigation, but blocked the news. Over time, no one talked about murderers anymore.

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The City of Fog should have become calm and tranquil, and the fog was no longer so turbid, and even turned into a beautiful scenery. Because of it, the city of fog also has a new name, the beauty in the fog, which should be called by a passing traveler.

Before I knew it, ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Few people know how dangerous this foggy beauty was back then.

Lawrence had also begun to grow old, with some gray hair on his sideburns, and his pale blue eyes were no longer so sharp.

He developed a habit of going to the chapel on Second Street every day to pray, and no one knew for whom he prayed.

In the chapel, sunlight through the mist fell into the shutters.

Some elderly Lawrence sat on a bench and looked up at the Father in the church frescoes.

The priest, who was deaf in both ears, was still muttering to himself in the confessional, he was too old and his mind was already blurred, but he was still whispering forgiveness over and over again, even if no one confessed to him.

Lawrence sat quietly, half-ringing, and he closed his eyes and confessed in his heart.

"Dear Heavenly Father, I thank you for sending your angel to redeem me while I was still a sinner. Now that I am old, I will continue to pray. I pray for you to give light to the messenger, I pray for you to clear the messenger from his confusion, I pray for you to forgive the messenger for his mistakes. I pray to you, Amen······"

It wasn't until he had finished silently saying this that the once-twisted officer lit a cigarette for himself, slowly rose from the bench, and walked out with his head down.