Chapter 67 Savior
Listening to my opinion, the face of the landlord of Qian became even more ugly. She looked me up and down, snorted, and said:
"I'm young, but I know a lot. Anyway, this house is going to be demolished, and you all move out in the next few days. β
"Where are we going to live when we move out?" said one of the residents in the crowd who finally couldn't help but come forward.
"Where do I live? How do I know? You can contact the agent to find a house to rent. Landlord Qian said coldly. "If I don't move, it won't be my business for the demolition office to lift the roof of the house! β
Listening to the cold and arrogant voice of the landlord, I sneered in my heart.
Those who have the right to speak can control the fate of others, and those who do not have the right to speak can only be arranged by others.
That's the cruelty of this reality.
Society is inherently so complex. People are the most difficult puzzle in the world.
But there is one thing that I am very clear about.
This matter seems complicated, but in fact, the real inside story is very simple.
"The urban planning process has been started much earlier. I said lightly, step by step to the police officer standing aside, I didn't care about his name, and asked directly, "Do you know when the Planning Bureau began to send people to the landlord here through documents to remind the demolition matters?"
The man in the police uniform looked at me and said lightly, "It's February 20th." β
February 20th......
I silently calculated the date in my mind.
It was ten days after my sister Yanyan's death, and it was almost a week after Zhang Guohua was imprisoned...... What's more, Li Yujiang, deputy secretary and secretary of the municipal party committee, has been in office for less than a week.
The so-called three fires for new officials to take office, and engaging in urban planning and promoting economic construction are always ways for officials to expand their influence.
The trader behind the scenes, I'm a little bit eyebrow-raising.
If there were no big people with a bit of identity behind the drive, this urban planning might not be carried out at this time.
And if anyone is behind the instigation of the implementation of this plan, there is basically no need to ask.
I turned my head to the landlord and said in a hoarse voice:
"Qian Huifang, you said that the government meant to demolish and relocate, right? If the government retracted the intention of demolition, what do you say?"
Hearing me ask, Landlord Qian sneered and said, "Don't be naΓ―ve. If the government doesn't demolish it, I'll let you rent it until it rots. β
I remember that. I looked at the landlord, then quickly glanced around the crowd and said, "And I can bet you that I promise the government will never touch this land." Otherwise, I'll crawl out of here with my mom on my back. β
My words caused quite a stir in the crowd, and the onlookers were basically residents who were about to be evicted from their apartments by their landlords, and there was no one who did not breathe in the air conditioning when they heard my iron-clad words.
Although the landlord is not a good-natured woman, she can't help but be a little shocked when she hears my words.
"Are you scaring me? If you want to crawl, you can climb, the local government has the final say. Let me make it clear to you, at most, the day after tomorrow, the people from the demolition and relocation office will send a bulldozer here, and if you want to live in an open-air house, you can live there!"
Landlord Qian's words made my heart jump slightly.
In other words, do I have less than three days left?
I looked around, looking at the helpless and tangled faces of the conservative residents who looked a little yellow and hungry in the sun and rain, and slowly clenched my fists.
Three days, just three days.
Three days, I can do it.
I can keep this land that carries the memories and dreams of countless people.
From those who think they are in control.
Some people don't know how to be tolerant and grateful. I swear, from now on, never.
Three days later, we will see. I said lightly, in a very calm and gentle tone.
It's like saying something that has nothing to do with me.
......
Any action needs to be planned. The basis of planning is often twofold. On the one hand, it is the object of the plan, and on the other hand, it is the planning of itself.
And for me, the information about the object is always easy to obtain. Because in the face of soul hooking, no one can hide the secret. What I need most is my own preparation.
That night, I closed the bedroom and locked the bedroom door.
And I got all the things I had to prepare before I ate.
There were three main items, a face mask for foil practice, plastic gloves, and a black plastic bag containing helium that I had gotten from a toy store selling balloons.
When I took them out of the plastic bag, the fox fairy lay lazily on the bed, yawning lightly, and asked me boredly:
"What kind of Rausch are these?"
"Preparation before the action. The mask for practicing foil was obtained from a sports equipment store. Although I have soul seduction now, I can't show my face in front of people. And although the person who uses the soul hook after the surgery will lose the memory of the middle surgery, but the impression before the middle surgery is still there, I can't show my face directly in front of people, otherwise I will expose myself sooner or later, and using a mask is the best choice. "I took out the foil mask from the plastic bag, put it on my head and tried the size, and found that it was just right.
I took off my mask and continued to say to the fox fairy: "In our era, there are three ways to record a person's identity by machines, usually fingerprints, voiceprints and eye prints. The level of science and technology in Wuxi has not yet reached the point where eye lines are used to record identity. Voiceprints and fingerprints are two points that can easily reveal my identity, so I prepared gloves and helium. The sound of helium travels three times faster than air, and inhaling a small amount of helium can change its own sound. It's much more convenient than using a voice changer. If I use a voice changer, there is a possibility that the police will use a sound restoration machine to restore my original voice, which is not a wise move. β
"I don't understand. But it sounds quite thoughtful. The fox fairy stroked the soft hair on the side of her ear, turned a pair of wavy eyes to me, and asked, "What about your plan?"
I took a deep breath, held the mask in my hand, and said slowly:
"It's simple. β
"But it's okay?" the fox fairy asked lightly, in a slightly interested tone.
Hearing the fox fairy's question, I felt a surge of hot blood in my chest, and the blood vessels, in my mind, in every organ, and even in every hair, were boiling hot!
"I just want to make the world a little fairer. Whoever shoots must be shot first. Whoever wants to demolish my house, I will demolish his house first, so that he can also taste homelessness. β
With that, I gently picked up the mask in my hand and put it on my head little by little. Although the mask is not big or small, when you wear it, it still affects your vision a little. At least my vision has become narrow and dark. But I'm pretty sure it won't stop me from using Soul Hooking.
"Typical parochialism. Wang Shengsheng, with such a naΓ―ve idea, one day you will die an ugly death. This time, the fox fairy's tone was a little heavier.
"You seem to care about my life or death?" I laughed, turning my head to look at the fox fairy lying on the bed, with two thin legs cocked, and kicking in the air boringly.
"Don't be too sentimental. The fox fairy looked at me boringly, "You are just a little useful to me, Wang Shengsheng." β
Hearing the fox fairy's words, my heart rippled a little, and a trace of uncomfortable feeling flashed in my heart. But soon I calmed down.
"Yes. Can be at least ...... We're not two people. β
I smiled wryly, then put on my purple raincoat, put on my cape, and zipped up my raincoat.
I turned my head, straightened my face, looked at the fox fairy lying on the bed, looking at me with a pair of black eyes, and said loudly:
"Also, there's one thing I'd like to say beforehand. I paused, then coughed and continued, "Don't call me by my real name when I wear a mask in the future." β
"Oh?" this time, the fox fairy raised an eyebrow as if he was a little interested.
I smiled and said, "Call me TheOne." Or ...... 'savior' and maybe, that's the English meaning. β
TheOne, in English, means savior. In the future, if I come out wearing a mask, it will definitely not be possible to use my real name, and sometimes, using a name with a bit of gimmicks can often have a great deterrent effect.
Unexpectedly, when I said this, the fox fairy was not interested, squinted and turned back, continued to look down at a copy of "Don Juan" spread out at the bedside, and never spoke again.
Seeing the fox fairy with his head down and not saying a word, I was a little surprised:
"Why don't you express some opinions? At this time, if you don't say a few poisonous words and complain a few words, it doesn't seem like your style. β
The fox fairy turned the pages of the book without raising his head, and said lightly:
"There are too many slots, and I can't complain. β