September 26× 200 11:10 PM

When I woke up, I saw my uncle staying by my side. When he saw that I had opened his eyes, he asked, "How is it, are you alright?" ”

I nodded slightly, glancing at the place where the serial tragedy had just taken place - the three bodies were gone. I can't help but think about that storage room.

The middle-aged uncle sighed and said to me, "We really seem to be wrong about that red-haired youth." The clerk told me that she remembered that this afternoon, she saw the mother wandering around the counter for a while—probably at that time, she had quietly taken the pistol from the drawer, which she was going to use to commit suicide. Alas, as a result, a series of misunderstandings and confusion later led to the loss of three lives! ”

I felt a clogging in my heart, as if I had been pressed against something intangible. I don't dare to tell the middle-aged uncle that the loss of those three lives has more or less to do with me - if I can make some judgments and actions in time, maybe I can save their lives. It's a pity that it's too late for anything.

I didn't want to be in self-blame and regret all the time, so I changed the subject and asked the uncle, "What about the girl?" How is she? ”

The middle-aged uncle sighed: "She was hit hard. After her boyfriend died, she cried by the wall with his body. We tried to persuade her to put the body down and cheer herself up, but it was completely useless. The uncle glanced at me and raised his head diagonally back, "Otherwise, you can persuade her again." ”

I looked towards the place my uncle was pointing, and sure enough, the fashionable girl was sitting on the ground against the wall, holding her boyfriend's body tightly in her arms, burying her head and sobbing, looking extremely pitiful. I hesitated and said, "It's useless for you to persuade her, but will it be useful for me to persuade her?" ”

"Try it. Even if you can't persuade her to let go of the corpse, it's always good to talk to her. ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "Okay. ”

I brewed and organized some words of consolation in my mind and walked in the direction of the fashionable girl. When I came to her, I found that all the comforting words I had prepared were blocked in my throat. I felt that any consolation was pale in the face of great grief. I wanted to go back, or let her stay quietly for a while, but then I thought that I had promised my uncle, so I barely squatted down and said, "Don't be too sad, okay?" After all...... Nor are we who are alive better off than those who are dead. ”

She buried her whole face in her elbows, twitching, sobbing, and completely unresponsive to my words.

I said, "I remember your boyfriend telling you to take care of yourself. You should fulfill his last wish, don't be sad anymore, or your boyfriend will be uneasy underground. ”

She remained in the same position, not even lifting her head. I sighed: "Okay, maybe you want to be alone for a while, then I won't bother here, but I hope you can cheer up soon." ”

I stood up and prepared to leave. Unexpectedly, the fashion girl suddenly reached out and grabbed me, raised her head and said to me, "I want to ask you to do me a favor, can you?" ”

I immediately nodded in agreement: "Of course, what do you want me to do?" ”

"Please...... Go get that gun and shoot me to death. ”

I was shocked, stepped back, and shook my head repeatedly: "This ...... How can this work? ”

"Please...... "I could have killed myself, but I just lacked the courage for that moment." So, please fulfill me, let me put an end to this endless torment, and be completely liberated! ”

I squatted down and looked at her, and said solemnly, "Don't say such things, don't think so!" I know you must be sad and grief-stricken to lose someone you love. But you can't let that emotion keep taking over you and make you give up hope of living. You have to be strong and live a good life for your boyfriend, that's the best consolation for him! ”

"......No," she shook her head bitterly, "I didn't want to die just to follow him." I just can't stand this torture anymore. I know that sooner or later I won't be able to escape...... Rather than being killed in fear, it is better to kill yourself early. ”

I was stunned and asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

She looked at me, "Didn't you hear the last words that the red-haired thug said before he died?" He said that he had never deliberately killed anyone—that a man would die, and that he was good at what he said. I don't think he'd lie to lie to us before he shot himself, right? Do you know what he means by that? ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then my heart tightened: "You mean, the real murderer is still among us?" ”

"Isn't it?" She asked rhetorically, and then pleaded with me, "That's why I beg you, help me out!" I'm fed up, I'm tired of living in this endless suspicion and panic, suffering from this physical and mental devastation and torture, and I don't know when I'm going to be killed by that mad murderer, and it's better to live than to die, so ...... Please, okay? ”

I bounced away like an electric shock, shook my head with my back to her, and said, "Don't make such horrible demands to me again, I don't care what you think, but you can't force me to be a murderer!" ”

She was silent for a few seconds, as if in despair. After a while, she whispered, "Since you all refuse to help me, then I have to choose another way to protect myself—when the time comes, don't blame me for losing my mind and doing extreme things." ”

I slowly turned my head to look at her, and I felt that her words were clearly threatening and crazy, and it actually caused a chill to rise in my heart. "You...... What do you want to do? ”

She stopped talking to me, lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly, merging with her dead boyfriend again.

I stood still for a moment, and with an inexplicable panic I turned away. As soon as I took a few steps, I caught a glimpse of the row of shelves on the diagonal side, and the little boy was staring at me steadily, and I guessed he had heard all the conversation we had just had, and he still had that strange expression on his face. I could never read his expression, like I would never be able to make eye contact with him. I walked quickly to my uncle's side, avoiding him like a plague god.

The middle-aged uncle saw me come over and sit down with a dejected face, and asked, "What, you persuaded her, but it still didn't work at all?" ”

I said, "Not only did it not work, but she also made a terrible request to me!" ”

"What requirements?"

"She said she couldn't stand the torture she was doing, so she told me to get the pistol and shoot her to death so that she could get out of it!"

"Oh my God, that's ridiculous." The middle-aged uncle was also shocked.

"yes, how could I have done such a cruel thing?"

The middle-aged uncle shook his head sharply and said, "That pistol is too dangerous to put in the counter drawer." He thought for a moment, and seemed to think that there was no other place to put it, and muttered to himself, "It seems that some precautions must be taken......

I was thinking about something else. I hesitated to tell the middle-aged uncle all my suspicions and suspicions about the little boy, so that he might also be alerted. But I forced my swallow again, and I remembered that the ghostly boy could be hiding somewhere in the shadows or eavesdropping on us at any moment, and if he knew that I suspected him of being a murderer, then I might be the next victim.

The middle-aged uncle noticed that I was about to speak and asked, "Do you want to tell me something?" ”

"Ah......h By the way, when the girl saw that I would not 'help' her, she said something incomprehensible. She said that in this case, she had to choose another way to protect herself, and told us not to blame her for losing her mind and doing extreme things. ”

"What does she mean by that?" Uncle asked with wide eyes.

"I don't know, but it makes me feel uneasy."

The middle-aged uncle frowned and thought for a moment, and said in shock: "The extreme behavior of losing her mind that she said should be to kill us all in order to protect himself, right?" ”

I was shocked: "Wouldn't it? That's ...... It's crazy! ”

The middle-aged uncle looked worried and said, "This is not certain. People who stay in this dark and closed space for a long time may become distorted and abnormal, and many extreme behaviors that they usually dare not think of are done at this time. ”

Hearing him say this, I was so frightened that my face turned bloodless, and I asked in fear, "Then ...... What to do? ”

The middle-aged uncle sighed and said, "What can I do, only be more vigilant and be careful everywhere." ”

I wanted to tell him that I had done this for a long time, and that most of the others were like me, but the problem was that people were still being killed, which was impossible to prevent - but, as he said, what could we do? You can't really shoot the girl at her request, can you?

After hesitating for a while, I suddenly plucked up the courage to say to my uncle, "Otherwise, let's smash the door open and get out!" I think the danger is almost as dangerous as it is outside. ”

The middle-aged uncle slowly turned his face to look at me, his expression was incredibly complicated.

I think he still hesitated because of his lack of confidence, so he said, "We went out and asked for help, but there was still a way to live." Staying in this place and being tortured and killing each other is a dead end in the end. ”

The middle-aged uncle suddenly looked gloomy and said, "Help? I'm afraid it's ...... There is no salvation to be had. ”

I stared at him blankly, "What do you mean?" ”

The middle-aged uncle was dull for a long time, and finally spit out a breath from his chest with difficulty: "There is one thing that I have been hiding from you. At that time, I was afraid that after telling you, everyone would become sad and hopeless in an instant, and completely lose the faith to live. But now it seems that the general trend has been set, and it doesn't matter if you say it. ”

He turned his face away, deliberately not looking at me, as if he didn't want to see my expression after listening to him say this. "Remember that MP3? On the last day it ran out of battery, I told you I didn't hear anything about it on the news. This is not the case. The real situation is...... All the radio signals were gone that day, and I couldn't get any of them. ”

I froze like a lifeless sculpture. I couldn't feel a trace of body temperature all over my body, and my mind went blank. I couldn't think about what that meant to me or anyone else, because for a long time, I didn't even feel my presence.