Thundered......

Thunder sounded in the sky, dark clouds were thick, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The work on the ruins has not stopped, and the sound of construction is extremely noisy, mixed with the deafening roar of machinery and hoarse human voices, which cannot even be concealed by the drifting rain.

"If you still have to do construction in such a heavy rain, don't you worry about safety?" Su Xia asked again

"Alas, there are requirements from above, and it has to be done."

"What if someone dies?"

"Human life is worth a few dollars." "A lot of people are recruited from slums or refugee camps, and some of them don't even meet the minimum monthly wage, and they come here as long as they have enough to eat," the worker laughed at himself. ”

"Can you eat enough?"

"Yes, the canteen has unlimited meals, plenty of oil and water, and you can pack an extra one every day to bring back to your family."

"That's not bad......"

Su Xia nodded slightly, it was indeed a good thing to be able to eat enough.

Coral City is now facing a serious food shortage, a large amount of fertile land is deserted, the land is vacant, and the grain has to be traded with other cities every once in a while.

If it weren't for that, there wouldn't be so many people supporting Su Xia when he used his identity as a masked monster to make trouble.

On the night of his first battle with Yutuo, several of the city's granaries were overrun by the rising refugees.

This kind of cash-for-work method, Qi Lang's kind of fool can't think of it, he thinks about how to keep his position as the city lord every day, and it is estimated that his secretary named Chai An proposed it.

After chatting a few words, Su Xia asked again, "Did you encounter any problems when you demolished this area before?" ”

"Of course there's a problem, this is where people live, and the ones above are forcibly demolished, so they can only be driven away."

"Didn't they get a place in resettlement housing?"

"I heard that some money was given."

"Is there anyone who doesn't want to go?"

"This ...... I don't know. ”

The worker's face changed slightly, his eyes wandered, he shook his head and said, "I can't say this." ”

Su Xia understood in his heart, so he asked, "Where have all the people who lived here before gone?" ”

"I went to the slums further along." The man pointed to the distance, where there was a larger slum in front of the area.

"Okay, thank you."

Su Xia thanked him, held up his umbrella, and continued to move deeper into the slums.

The rain muds the roads, and the muddy water mixes with the dirty garbage, and every step feels like stepping on a dirty gutter.

Behind Su Xia, the worker looked at him and muttered in a low voice: "Strange, a little familiar, haven't you seen it anywhere before?" ”

Recently, the major media in Coral City have spared no effort to report on Su Xia and the small pharmacy, and many streets are plastered with posters of Su Xia.

This worker had seen Su Xia's poster, but he couldn't remember it for a while, he only felt that he was familiar.

Su Xia walked along the edge of the construction site, and before he had gone far, his trouser legs were splashed with sewage, his shoes were no longer visible, and his black coat was half wet from the rain that drifted into the umbrella.

As far as the eye can see, the slum is full of low, dilapidated houses, many of which are old asbestos tiles with a dull sound when the rain hits them.

Su Xia remembered the old house in her hometown, and she had more complicated emotions in her heart.

Since his parents passed away in a car accident, he rarely goes back to his hometown, and he goes back every year to see it during Qingming.

At this moment, the sound of the engine suddenly sounded behind him.

"Buzz—buzz—"

An old-fashioned construction motorcycle struggles on a muddy road, its wheels spinning rapidly, throwing out countless mud spots, and the lower half of the body has been dyed mud colored.

There were two construction workers sitting in the car, and the logo on their clothes was exactly the same as that of the construction site not far away.

As they passed Su Xia, they slowed down to avoid muddy water splashing on Su Xia.

"This hellish weather, it rains at every turn, and it's sunny in a few days." As he passed by Su Xia, the worker who was driving complained and shook the rain off his hands.

"Harm, don't say it, hurry up and take a look, the families of those dead people are still making trouble, the boss let us hurry up and support the field and find a way to solve it as soon as possible." Another worker said.

"What else can be done? Isn't it just giving money? ”

"I heard that they don't want money, and they have to deal with it fairly."

"Those poor ghosts don't want money?"

"Don't scold people like that." The workers in the back frowned and said, "It's not easy for all of them to be poor, aren't we the same?" ”

"Also to ......"

The two slowly walked away, and their voices were gradually covered by the sound of rain.

Su Xia looked thoughtfully at the direction in which the two were leaving, his eyes were deep, and he immediately sent a team of nanobots to follow them.

If he guessed correctly, the target might have died in the violent demolition of the slum.

This kind of thing happens in every world, and it's not uncommon.

When you see too much, you become numb.

Now the mission has failed.

Su Xia couldn't make up for anything when he came here, so he could only seek justice for the mission goal.

He had planned to search the slums further along, asking the people who had lived in the area, but the two workers who had just passed by gave him a clue and saved him a lot of time.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Xia followed the two men deep into the slum and came to the outside of an old cathedral.

"The church."

Su Xia stopped with an umbrella and looked up.

This cathedral is the tallest building in the entire slum.

During that war-torn era, the area was heavily bombed, and even half of the cathedral collapsed, and the statues of the gods collapsed and were destroyed, losing their original divine brilliance.

The collapse of the church made people realize that even God could not protect himself in the midst of artillery fire and gunsmoke.

Today, the remaining half of the church has become a shelter for many poor families.

"Woo...... Woowoo woo ......"

Su Xia heard the cry, faintly drifting from the rain.

The sound came from the church.

In addition to the crying, there were also some noisy shouts, quarrels, and beating sounds, which were all mixed into the rain.

The nanobots sent out by Susha had arrived at the door of the church and provided him with a view.

"So many people died." Su Xia frowned.

Counting carefully, in the cathedral, there were more than seventy corpses covered with white cloths, many of which were dyed red.

That's a staggering amount.

Many people, many of them children, lay on the corpses and wept bitterly, their eyes red and swollen from crying.

At the entrance to the cathedral, a group of adults confronted more than a dozen workers dressed in construction costumes, arguing and shouting.

"Why are we tearing down our house in the middle of the night?" One of them scolded angrily, "Everyone is sleeping, how many have time to run out?" ”

"Didn't I inform you of the time?"

On the opposite side, among the dozen or so workers dressed in construction clothes, the leader stood up and said something nonchalantly.

He looked at the more than seventy corpses indifferently, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, obviously he often did this kind of thing, and said surgingly: "How about 50,000 dead people?" ”

"Get out! We didn't even agree to move out! ”

"That's it." The leader shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, your house has been pushed, and you can't go back if you want to, can't you take the money to buy a new one?" ”

"Money? Can money buy a life? ”

The crowd was furious, glaring at the leader, and their eyes were red.

But the man actually nodded, looked at the crowd, and replied very seriously: "Yes, money can indeed buy lives." ”

"You ......"

These poor people in the slums could never have imagined that the man on the other side would be so disregard for life, equating human life with a cold stack of banknotes.

Susha stood outside the cathedral, quietly listening to their quarrel.

Things were almost exactly what he had guessed.

The indigenous people living in that area refused to move out, and in a hurry, the project chose to force their hands and used heavy machinery to tear down all the houses in the middle of the night.

There are many people who have been stoned to death directly in their sleep, and the seventy corpses in front of them are not all of them.

There are also more than a hundred cold corpses, placed in the rooms on the ground floor of the cathedral.

This kind of thing often happens on the other side of the earth, but one or two people die each time, and they are often suppressed by other news.

Even Su Xia couldn't have imagined that nearly two hundred people had died here.

It was far more violent than he could have imagined.

What kind of construction project is this, it is clearly a project of destruction.

"Are the construction workers also under Su Jianjian?" Su Xia suddenly thought of this question.

Through the nanobot's vision, he saw the name on the man's badge, called "Wang Hong", and the position was project manager.

As long as it is a person in the urban construction department, it should be a subordinate of Su Jianjian.

With Su Jianjian's character, would he actually tolerate this kind of person in his department?

"We're going to get revenge!" There was a roar at the entrance of the cathedral, and the anger of the crowd could no longer be suppressed.

"Eucalyptus?"

Wang Hong suddenly laughed, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

After a while, he put away his smile, exhaled a cold breath, and said to everyone: "Solve this matter now, you can get the money, we can get peace, and it will be good for both sides...... If you report it, remember my words, and remember seriously, you will not get a penny, and some people will have to spend the rest of their lives in prison. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Literally." Wang Hong spread his hands, "I just don't like trouble, I see that you are pitiful, so I want to give you some money." ”

"You ......"

Since ancient times, there is a cloud that the people do not fight with the officials, this is really not just talking.

Susha walked around the building through the gap at the back of the cathedral.

The sound of the rain was kept out by the tall buildings, and the rest of the world was much clearer, as were the cries in the church.

In this world, Su Xia is used to seeing death, and is mentally prepared for anyone around her to die.

But these ordinary people are different, the death came too suddenly, and they couldn't accept it for a while.

Su Xia put away her umbrella, shook off the rain, stood in the corner, and carefully looked at the corpses in the cathedral.

【Li He's corpse】

【Luo Ziyu's corpse】

【Zhao Ming's corpse】

【……】

Names appeared before his eyes, each corresponding to a corpse covered with a white cloth.

Soon, he found the target of the Last Wish Mission.

【Yu Mei's corpse】

Su Xia sighed lightly, he guessed well, the mission target really had an accident.

Yu Mei is Zhao Qin's wife, and she is the object that Zhao Qin entrusted to Su Xia before he died, if there really is an afterlife in this world, their husband and wife may have been reunited.

Next to the corpse, there was a little boy with red and swollen eyes, tears rolling down the little boy's eyes.

Su Xia's mind moved slightly, and he read the name of the little boy.

[Zhao Xiaobai: Zhao Qin and Yu Mei's child]

They also had a child stayed.

Su Xia immediately walked over and slowly squatted beside the child, without saying anything.

After a while, Zhao Xiaobai realized Su Xia's existence, turned his head to look at him, and sobbed in his voice: "You...... Who are you? ”

"You're a novice, aren't you?" Susha asked.

"Hmm."

"I'm a friend of your mother, and I heard that something happened to her, so I rushed over to take a look."

"But, but I don't know you......"

"I live in the south of the city, and I rarely come here." Su Xia's voice was gentle, "She often mentions you and says that you are a good boy. ”

"I ...... I ......"

Speaking of his mother, Zhao Xiaobai suddenly cried again, crying incessantly, heartbroken, lying on his mother's corpse, crying heartbreakingly, his voice was already hoarse, and the crying was sad.

The world is difficult, and it is already difficult for a mother and son to depend on each other in such a place.

Now that his mother has died again, Zhao Xiaobai has become an orphan completely.

And the murderer of his mother is still the biggest force in the whole city, the people of the city lord's faction.

He is a low-level orphan, let alone revenge, how to survive in the future is a problem.

Su Xia didn't say too many comforting words, he just let the child cry first, and only after crying enough could he continue to talk about the future.

In the cold cathedral, the cries were continuous.

Nearby, another little boy lay on top of two corpses, crying so hard that he almost fainted: "Daddy...... Mother......"

This is a man-made tragedy, if Su Xia didn't come today, he wouldn't have known about it, this kind of thing never appears in the morning news every day.

At the entrance of the cathedral, the dispute between the two sides continued, and there was even a physical altercation at one point.

Nearly every family has a loved one killed, and their anger and grief have reached their peak.

And Wang Hong's attitude was so indifferent, high up, like looking down at the ants under his feet, and said casually: "What are you still making trouble? Don't you just feel that you don't have enough money? Okay, 100,000 dead people, how about that? ”

He snorted and said surgingly: "One hundred thousand, you can't earn so much money if you live hard for a lifetime, and you can change so much for a dead person in your family, I don't know how many people will rush to die!" ”

"You...... You bastard......"

The people in the cathedral were trembling with anger, their eyes were red, and they were pointing at him, their lips trembling.

In addition to anger, many people have a sense of despair, ordinary people like them, what can they do to fight with others?

Perhaps, accepting the cold 100,000 and letting this matter disappear silently is their best choice.

But at this moment, Su Xia's voice suddenly came from the church: "One hundred thousand? Do you think 100,000 can buy a human life? ”

Wang Hong didn't bother to see who said it, and replied steadily: "Isn't it?" ”

"I also have 100,000 here, how about giving me your head?"

"You ......"

A trace of anger flashed on Wang Hong's face, and he shouted: "Who's talking, come out for me!" ”

"Okay."

Su Xia got up calmly, took the umbrella, and slowly walked to the door.

Behind him, Zhao Xiaobai's cry was a little quieter, he touched his tears with his wet sleeves, and looked at the back of Su Xia walking over in a daze.

"I'd like to see what dares to talk to me like that!" Wang Hong's face was cold, looking inside the church, but when he saw Su Xia's face, the whole person suddenly trembled, gasped, and hurriedly squeezed out an ugly smile: "Isn't this Master Su, how can you always have time to come to such a place?" ”

Su Xia didn't answer, but asked calmly: "Why do you want to be so condescending?"