Why would they do such a thing? To do such a good thing! Shouldn't they stand up and do it openly, and even gain the trust of the country with their abilities and achievements in this regard, so as to help more people?
As far as Hitzfeld could think of, the most likely possibility was that "The Light of Savior" did not trust Sarah.
There is also a possibility that they neither trust Sarah nor are as professional as Charlie says in distinguishing between the infected and the innocent.
They may have identified some of the infected people, and because they killed them in time, the refugees in that area, including Charlie, were not further contaminated.
But their ability is limited! They can't find all the infected people.
Most importantly, they didn't want this ability to be discovered by Sarah.
Is it simply being vigilant and cautious?
Or has it been a similar loss you've suffered before?
"I'm curious." Xia Yibing asked again, "You mean that the 'Light of Salvation' not only killed the people who spread the pollution, but also rescued you from the refugee camp and out of a larger vortex of infection."
"That's right!"
"Then you should know that there is something wrong with your identity, right?" Xia Yibing's tone began to turn cold. "You are not just illegal residents... you are unexamined spirits. You are 'defugients'! This is a capital crime in all countries!"
"That's right." Charlie shuddered and nodded in acknowledgement.
"Then how dare you come to Wayne? You know you are guilty of a capital crime! And you still dare to come to the center of this country? Do you want to die?"
At this moment, even though the "Light of Savior" did not really do anything bad, Xia Yibing still developed murderous intentions towards this organization.
The reason is very simple, because they actually dared to send the escapees of the plague to the royal capital. If you take this matter seriously, it can be said that they are planning to destroy Wayne Port.
After all, they are unofficial and, at present, unprofessional.
Even we didn't have the ability to distinguish the innocent at that time, how dare you do this?
What if there are infected people among the refugees sent here? Wouldn’t it be possible for the golem curse to spread in the royal capital?
"To get an explanation."
Charlie's answer once again surprised everyone.
"I am alone in the refugee camp, so I don't care... I don't have any accounts to settle with anyone, but it's different for others. Although they were rescued with me, they still left their parents, wives, husbands and children in the refugee camp."
"Right? So I can understand... They were told that they could not go back and had to accept their inevitable death. Of course they would be upset and feel... indignant. They would want to ask the person who made all this for something."
"Isn't this just wanting to rebel?" Lori said dully.
Still want an explanation?
What explanation do you want?
You should be grateful to the goddess for blessing you to be alive. You don't want to come to Wayne to question the king why he did this, do you?
"Don't ask me." Charlie spread his hands.
"I don't want to settle accounts with anyone... I've already said that!"
"Then you'll follow?"
"That's because they give money! Give money, you know? They give more money to those who are willing to come to Wayne to 'collect debts'! Although it's not much, only a few dozen becquerels, it's still a lot for us!"
"That's it, anyway!" Charlie sighed.
"They tricked us into coming here, and then left us to fend for ourselves, leaving only a few people to forbid us from registering our identities. I guess they were afraid of exposing this line. They must be planning something in secret!"
"Is the leader of the Charcoal Gang one of them?" Hitzfeld asked.
"Yes at first."
Charlie nodded.
"In the beginning, the Charcoal Gang was managed by a man named Amora. He was a superhuman... from the 'Light of Salvation'. But for a long time - almost a year, he just kept us here without doing anything serious. Many people got impatient and wanted to disband. They no longer mentioned debt collection."
After all, most people are very realistic.
The listeners thought.
The refugees may not necessarily have the wisdom to understand how powerless they are in this matter, but their innate sense of survival - which they have crawled out of the bottom of society - tells them that insisting on this belief will do them no good.
revenge?
Who to seek revenge from?
Nothing is more important than your own life, nothing is more important than being able to live better. The split of the Charcoal Gang was doomed from the beginning. Rather than a rebellion, it was a farce caused by suffering and misery.
“So the ‘fire’ was born on top of the ‘charcoal’.”
Instead, it was Hitzfeld who came up with the concept before Charlie.
"The old charcoal has given up burning itself vigorously. It just wants to survive and continue to keep its residual heat."
“But some people are still unwilling to give up.”
"They are still thinking about revenge against the country for their relatives and friends who died in the refugee camps."
Chapter 40: The Real Goal Two-in-One
It sounds ridiculous... because these refugees, these guys who have nothing, actually plan to take revenge on the country, and it seems that they want to "ask for an explanation" from the owner of this country.
But no one here can laugh, except Daryl. They all know very well why these people are pursuing these things. The death of their loved ones may have been a nightmare that has haunted them for many years. They must continue to fight. This is the only meaning of their being alive.
"What do you mean?" Hitzfeld looked at Xia Yibing, wanting to hear what she thought.
"We have to catch him..." Xia Yibing said with a somewhat irritated tone.
It’s not that she was annoyed by Hitzfeld, but - for the first time, she felt somewhat powerless in this position.
It wasn't the kind of powerlessness that comes with facing an overly powerful force, such as facing an evil god. Rather, she knew very well that she could completely suppress these people with pure violence, arrest them all, lock them up, or even kill them all if she wanted... It was all fine.
But she just felt powerless. She clearly had such power and authority, but she was helpless as to how to properly handle the matter.
Obviously arresting and killing people does not meet her definition of "proper" in her mind, especially since she knows that things will most likely have to be resolved with violence in the end. The frustration of "having the power but not being able to do what you want to do" is even more unbearable.
"It's just a feeling of contradiction, actually." Hitzfeld quietly grabbed her hand and spoke to her in a voice that only she could hear.
"It's obviously for more people, and it's obviously for justice... but on the contrary, I have to endure such torture and misunderstanding, and I can't even use this argument to refute them. This is really uncomfortable."
Is not it?
Admittedly, including Xia Yibing, everyone involved in the incident at the time could have good reasons to say that they had to do so, but facing a group of people who had escaped from the "death penalty" and a group of people who had lost their most important relatives because of it, such words were unspeakable.
They might prefer to remain silent, or simply resort to violence - arresting everyone, testing for spirits and then killing those who need to be killed and exiling those who need to be exiled, and ultimately suffering and regretting alone. It is impossible for them to exonerate themselves so straightforwardly - that is meaningless.
"Aisun..." Xia Yibing's eyes were filled with tears and she could hardly control the urge to hug her tightly here.
More than once, I was impressed by Aisuen's special talent... She is not only observant, but also good at using this ability, magnifying it to comfort people...
At least at this moment, the security chief, who was a little confused a second ago, was reassured by the "scabbard". She no longer doubted whether she had done anything wrong. Her expression became tough, and her eyes were filled with a bit of murderous intent.
"Tell me where they are."
As she said this, the woman pulled out her pistol.
"You're going to catch them?" Charlie was a little confused, then immediately reacted: "Wait a minute? You're not the Eclipse Church?"
Hitzfeld said: "We never said we were from the Eclipse Church..."
Charlie jumped up instantly and rushed towards the hole again.
This time, there was no need for the "Housekeeping Snake". Daryl took a step and kicked him away, then walked over and picked him up. "Do you want to show us the way honestly? Or do you want me to strangle you to death here?"
All women in the upper class are tigresses...novels and picture books are bullshit...
This kick almost made Charlie's bile come out. He was lifted up in the air and retched a few times. He said weakly: "Go back first..."
"Where is the back?"
"Inside... inside the corner tower... there is more space here than it looks from the outside. It's like a piece of triangular pie cut into pieces... the corner tower outside is the outline of the pie, and the triangle inside is... right inside..."
It seems that this place is much bigger than I imagined.
Several people exchanged glances, and Hitzfeld was the first to ask, "Where is Dorey?"
"She said she wanted to stay at the first floor stairs," Xia Yibing said. "She said she was afraid that the murderer would take a detour and run down to escape when we went upstairs. The gunshots just now didn't attract her, so she probably won't move."
"Should we invite her to join us?" Lori asked tentatively.
He thought it would be better to call more people, after all, it was one gang, one group of people, right? Oh, now it seemed like there were two gangs... but they only had so few people, why not wait until there were more people and go together?
Anyway, the matter has been investigated almost completely by now. The details of Alfred's deposits and whether there are other money dealers involved are not important now. As long as they wait until the afternoon, when the bureau and the inspection team will send hundreds of people to surround the place, can't they just wait for the results in peace?
"No need." Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows, "Me... and Aisuen are enough."
She was not bragging. Before, in Oujin City, she was able to fight her way out of the encirclement of tens of thousands of blood zombies. She was alone with only a knife. No matter how many came, no matter if they were blood zombies or blood puppet giants, nothing could block her way.
They are just a group of refugees and displaced people. So what if they are led by a supernatural being? No one's nightmare can be deeper than that of the Changxia Sword. Dare to resist? Then chop them all!
Just like that, Daryl carried Charlie to lead the way, and Hitzfeld, Xia Yibing and Lori followed behind and walked inside.
The further you go in, the worse the smell becomes. It's a mixture of excrement, garbage, and other odors.
When you are outside and there is a breeze, the smell is not so strong. The further you go inside, the weaker the wind is and the stronger the smell becomes, making it a little hard to breathe.
Hitzfeld was forced to twist open a new small glass bottle and let everyone take some ointment and apply it on the philtrum. This ointment exudes a pungent and cool scent. It was originally used to detoxify and refresh the mind, so it is not a waste to use it now.
"Are you charcoal or firewood?"
On the way, Xia Yibing would ask Charlie questions from time to time.
"If I were Xinhuo, I wouldn't say I came to Wayne for money."
Charlie was helpless. He felt that no matter how things developed, he would be dead in the end.
Because the police will not kill people easily. If all of them are caught, they will probably be locked up together. Then those followers will definitely tear him to pieces alive.
Why aren't they the sunflowers?
Charlie still couldn't figure it out.
That strange snake... since when did the police start using such evil methods?
As for being extraordinary, they haven't caused any trouble yet. Why would they send someone like this right away...
"So which one has more firewood or charcoal?"
"...Obviously there's more charcoal. We all know this won't work - a group of people without even a gun want to seek revenge on the king, don't be ridiculous, okay? Everyone knows what to choose!"
"Then why is there still fire?"
"Ah...those people have been abnormal for a long time..."
"You haven't answered the question I asked you before." Lori suddenly remembered and asked him, "How many people are there among you?"
This is his biggest concern now.
"The total number of people in the Charcoal Gang is about 25 or 26, and the Xinhuo Gang is much smaller, about 7 to 8 people."
“Why are the numbers still floating?”
"Because I'm not sure if anyone else has died during the time we're talking." Charlie replied, "The Charcoal Gang originally had more than 30 people, including old Johnny and his 'grandson'."
"Oh, he recognized his grandson. They were originally not related... but the atmosphere here has become... not so good. It's more inclined towards real gangs. I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up and saw a dead body one day. That's it."
"That's not right?" Lori frowned. "Then what about all the corpses along the way? Are there so many dead people?"
As they walked further in and continued up the stairs, they passed by a total of six corpses.
We even passed by a "morgue" where the floor was covered with traces of burning. From the pile of charred remains, you could vaguely see the remains of more than a dozen corpses.
It's a bit scary, but Lori is more concerned about why so many people died. This doesn't match the number Charlie said.
"Because they're not the only ones living here."
It was Hitzfeld who answered him.
The girl stated the facts in a calm tone: "The corner tower is very big. This is the largest gathering place for displaced people and refugees in Changning District. The charcoal and firewood groups together have less than 40 people. They can't occupy a large area. Most of these corpses should come from other groups."
Lori showed a look of sudden realization, and Hitzfeld continued to ask while he was annoyed at his slowness: "Do you know Riley Gretzer?"
"Yes." Charlie answered honestly, "Amora gets external funding from the bookstore every once in a while. Although it's not much when shared among everyone, it's precisely because of this money that we can stay here and not register our identities."
He probably meant receiving relief.
Xia Yibing thought quickly in her mind.
There are countermeasures from below and policies from above. In order to prevent and control, or to catch those hidden refugees, Wayne distributes relief bread and vegetable soup in various neighborhoods twice a week. But there are conditions for receiving food, which is registration information.
After registering your information, you can get food. But from now on, don't think about being invisible anymore. You have to walk out of the darkness honestly, whether you are convicted and taken away for committing a crime, or assigned to do hard labor and strive to become a citizen. There is a way out for you. Don't think about hiding in the dark alley like a stinky rat for the rest of your life.
