121 Desire wave ten (middle)

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"If you feel you don't understand, then don't ask any more questions. I will bring Mr. Zhang back tomorrow night."

After putting down his phone, Zhou Yu declared to Chen Wei, who frowned at him. However, Chen Wei did not rush to ask about Zhang Mumu's whereabouts or the identity of the kidnapper. Instead, he said, "How are you going to deal with that person named Sang Lian?"

"There's no way to solve it. It's just to prevent him from becoming a Buddha. I didn't say that I would definitely kill him or anything like that."

His heartbeat showed no signs of accelerating, so Zhou Yu answered in an extremely calm tone.

"He also lives in that underground rental house, right? If I'm not mistaken, the person you went there to find last time was Mr. Sang Lian?"

There was no point in denying it, so Zhou Yu silently acknowledged his guess.

Chen Wei blinked and actually smiled: "What's going on? I remember the last time you suddenly became interested in Buddhism. Could it be that Mr. Sang Lian is some kind of prince sitting under the bodhi tree? ?”

"No, he's just a starving ghost."

"Well, a starving ghost hiding in an underground monastery was deliberately dealt with by a kidnapper. I have no idea what the reason behind this is. So what about you, Mr. Zhou? What role did you play in it? ?”

"Who knows, I don't know it myself - but it doesn't matter."

Zhou Yu raised his head and looked at the moon: "As long as I bring classmate Zhang back, everything else has nothing to do with me."

After hearing his words, Chen Wei sighed.

"Classmate Zhou, strictly speaking, there are no 'irrelevant' things in this world. As a human being, if you cannot act prudently, you are no different from a beast. In the current situation, I do not agree to obey the request of the kidnapper. .”

"Even if Classmate Zhang dies? Even if that guy kills someone, the police will never find him. I can guarantee this. Let alone an arrest, I'm afraid they won't even be able to file a case."

Hearing what he said, Chen Wei also fell into silence. After a long time, he finally said: "Classmate Zhou, are you planning to go out tomorrow night?"

"Yes, and I don't want you, Classmate Chen, to show up. Because that would be too much of a hindrance. It would be very difficult just to bring Classmate Zhang back. I don't have the extra energy to take care of you."

"I can understand this. Don't worry, I won't go out of my way to hold you back. But classmate Zhou, there is one thing I want to confirm with you."

Chen Wei stared at him quietly.

"Are you really not going to kill people?"

Faced with his question, Zhou Yu did not answer directly. Instead, he closed his eyes and said coldly: "You really care about this matter."

"Of course, because it is murder. Lost items can be recovered, property can be compensated, and there are many treatments for disability. Only life is irreparable."

"You are so concerned about the lives of strangers, do you have Mary's disease?"

"Don't get me wrong. Although it's unethical to say this, for me, the focus of this matter is not on the strange victim, but on you, Mr. Zhou. There is no such thing as taking without giving anything in this world. When you let others lose their lives, you will also lose something. This is different from imposing a death sentence in the name of the law. To deprive the same kind of life with private will is to put one's own vision outside the same kind. Whether you are judging with a status higher than a 'human', or plundering with a beastly nature lower than a 'human', it is the same."

After hearing this long paragraph, Zhou Yu felt slightly irritated. He tightened his grip on the umbrella handle and said, "So what?"

"Maybe you don't care about it yourself, but it's important to the people who care about you. I think the dwarf doesn't want to lose a friend. Killing is something that will change your life and carry your life. I hope you, classmate Zhou, have a clear understanding of this. Rather than using it as a convenient way to solve a problem.”

"According to what you said, it's not okay to kill evildoers?"

"That's the same thing. What you will kill, Mr. Zhou, is 'evil' according to your standards. No matter what the actual situation is, the prerequisite is that you think you have the right to judge higher than others of your kind. This is what I The first situation I just mentioned.”

"If you care so much about the same kind, what about the aliens? So what if you kill a beast?"

"How should I put it? This is beyond the scope of my experience, so I cannot make a firm conclusion. But I do not agree with killing animals when it is not necessary... Dragon slayers can also turn into dragons. Classmate Zhou heard this story Have you passed?"

"That means you shouldn't slay dragons anymore."

"That's not the case. There are always situations where there is nothing you can do about it, but before that, at least I hope you understand the weight of your actions. Having to use 'killing' to solve problems, this kind of helplessness is inherently backward in civilization. Performance. Instead of trying to make the best choice for a moral dilemma, first fundamentally avoid the dilemma. This is the meaning of order and development."

Because of the heat in his chest, Zhou Yu didn't immediately make an excuse. He first exhaled a long breath, and then said: "You are not a detective."

"How to say?"

"He is a moralist who can stand up and talk without pain in his back."

Chen Wei laughed twice more.

"I just have hope. If we have developed for thousands of years and are still no different from the primitive times, wouldn't it be too despairing?"

"It's really a myth. The biggest difference between us and the primitive era is just tools and technology. Even our food habits haven't changed, and we want to pick the stars?"

"So it's just an ideal. But classmate Zhang, there is one thing I still want to correct. The difference between us and the primitive era is not only tools and technologies, but also a very important thing, that is, concepts. Although it is an intangible thing, The weight and substance of the instrument are indistinguishable. Even the same behavior may have different properties if it is given different concepts.”

"It's so verbose."

"It's better than saying nothing."

Facing that decent expression, Zhou Yu's unhappy mood became even more intense. In the end, he just said lightly: "I'm going back."

"So what about tomorrow night? Have you made up your mind?"

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense. Anyway, I have no intention of killing anyone."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Wei immediately stood up and said: "It's getting late, I'll take you back. If it's convenient, please let me spend the night in your living room. After all, if you go back too late, you will be noted by the dormitory manager." "

If it weren't for the safety issues in the wild, Zhou Yu would have wanted to knock this guy unconscious and throw him into the grass to feed mosquitoes. Despite this impulse, when Chen Wei came to help him, in order to ensure that the injury would not worsen, he did not raise any objection. The two were about to walk towards the subway station together when a rustling sound came from the canopy of trees above their heads.

A crow flew down in front of the two of them.

The feathers blend into the night, making it difficult to identify the details of their physical features. Only the tiny eyes emitted a faint red light. What complements it is the red crystal chip held in its mouth.

The crow tilted its neck and secretly looked at the black umbrella in Zhou Yu's hand, then immediately placed the chips on the ground, flapped its wings and flew towards the center of the lake.

"...It really looks like the master."

Zhou Yu, who had already pulled out a little of the bone sword, saw that he had no time to act, so he had to lean over and pick up the chips. Similar to the silver chips I got in the past, it was made of light red crystal material and had a butterfly pattern engraved on one side.

Thinking that this thing had been played by Ferris in his hand, he felt an irresistible feeling of disgust. He immediately took back his two fingers, pinched both sides of the chip with only the tips of his thumb and index finger, and turned it over.

The face value of the chips is 50.