The news is hot.
Su Qingyu clicked on the news, slid her slender fingers down, and scrolled through the comments below.
The number of comments is 10,000+.
——"Bai Huo runs for fame and fortune, pretends to be a good person, and takes other people's lives instead of his own."
——"Family members, who knows? I have long thought that this person is abnormal.
Who is a serious person who dyes his hair white?
It is simply a non-mainstream chuunibyou. This kind of person fantasizes that he is the center of the world every day, and it is normal for him to trick his teammates into dying. "
——"It wasn't him who died, he did it on purpose."
——“The man also has a white lotus, and it’s disgusting to see how he pretends to be!
I used to catch up on his speeches on my mobile phone, and he would say some false and empty words all day long, and he tried to unite all human beings, and it was almost impossible to save his life, and he was so united! "
——"According to reliable information, this Bai Huo is an orphan who was abandoned by his parents when he was a child. It seems that some children are abandoned for a reason."
——"I know the victim. He was an honest person before the strangeness came to him. Sure enough, being too honest makes him easy to be taken advantage of."
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Most of the comments were scolding him, and occasionally a few who spoke for him would be implicated and scolded.
Some of the words were so ugly that even Su Qingyu couldn't stand it.
Not long after, Zhu Shanhai sent a message.
Zhu Shanhai: Miss Su, how much do you know about Duan Tianming in the dungeon that you and Little Brother Bai cleared together? Can you come forward to help Bai Huo clarify?
Su Qingyu: I didn’t see Duan Tianming in the dungeon. I was guarding the lighthouse at the time, and Bai Huo got on the boat to meet him alone. I don’t know the specific situation and I can’t help.
Zhu Shanhai: Bai Huo is definitely not that kind of person. He blames himself more than anyone else for Duan Tianming's death.
Su Qingyu: Does Bai Huo usually play with his mobile phone?
Zhu Shanhai: ...I don’t play much.
Su Qingyu: Then he can't see these curse words on him.
Zhu Shanhai: There are too many rumors outside, and even such rumors have appeared within the Red Organization. He has paid so much for the Red Organization. If he hears these words, he will definitely be sad.
Su Qingyu: This is obviously rhythmic. After the strangeness comes, the survival, food and clothing of ordinary people have become a problem. They are either in the dungeon or on the way to the dungeon. Some people have even lost their mobile phones. How can they have time to post online? Such remarks?
Zhu Shanhai: That’s right. It’s so hateful. I can’t find the culprit.
Su Qingyu: Think about it, whose interests have been violated by Bai Huo's actions. If you investigate in this direction, you might get unexpected gains.
Zhu Shanhai: I understand, thank you.
Su Qingyu: You're welcome.
After chatting with Zhu Shanhai, Su Qingyu turned off the screen of her phone and placed it on the milky white sink next to her.
Bai Huo's experience was both unexpected and reasonable.
A good person needs to practice hard for decades and go through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships before he can achieve the right results.
If you take one wrong step on your mission, you will fall short.
A bad person can become a Buddha by putting down his butcher knife.
How unfair.
There are always some people who like to use a magnifying glass to look for stains on saints.
Once they are found, they will be overjoyed and use that stain to accuse them to prove that the saint's virtue is unworthy and his nature is despicable.
It’s like saying, you see, God also farts, He is no different from us.
The god who farts is abominable and good-for-nothing. He has lost his godhood and is no better than ordinary people. Everyone is qualified to step forward and spit on him.
Likewise, they like to give evil people reasons to do evil.
Even if a bad person shows a trace of good intentions, they will magnify it infinitely, and then prove that bad people can be redeemed and doing bad things is their helpless choice.
It's like saying, how pitiful, he did so many bad things just because he was not treated well in his childhood.
It's not his fault, it's society's fault.
Weird.
The human heart is the most difficult philosophical book to understand, full of contradictions.
It is these contradictions and darkness that breed the pollution of this world.
After taking a shower, Su Qingyu put on clean white pajamas and walked out of the bathroom wearing fluffy slippers.
The takeaway has arrived.
The red bean porridge was a little hot. Su Qingyu poured the porridge from the plastic box into the bowl and stirred it with a spoon. The hot porridge was steaming with white steam. Su Qingyu put it to her red lips and blew it gently before drinking. As she went down, the warmth slid down her throat and into her stomach, and she sighed with satisfaction.
Go home feeling good.
"Master, while you were not at home, Tiandi Bank mailed you a membership card." Shuangxi held a blue membership card with a solid black circle printed in the middle.
There is not a word on the card.
Su Qingyu took the membership card from Shuangxi's hand, held it between her index and middle fingers, turned it back and forth and looked at it, not sure what it was.
She said, "Does any of you know this card?"
Wuxin came behind her, stretched out his bone-white hand, pulled the card out of her fingertips, and then put it in front of his dark eyes without white eyes to observe.
Su Qingyu had just finished taking a bath, Wuxin was too close to her, and her whole body was full of yin energy. She wrapped herself in clothes to keep herself warm.
After reading it, Wu Xin came to the conclusion: "Master, this is the membership card of Black Moon Street."
The black circle in the middle of the card means the black moon.
"I remember that Black Moon Street is not a dungeon." Su Qingyu learned from the young couple who made love in the [Shi Mansion] dungeon that Black Moon Street is a place where humans and weirdness coexist.
There are many shops operating there, and it is a sub-safe area where no copies will come.
"Wuxin, how much do you know about Black Moon Street?"
“It’s a forbidden place for copies, and it’s also a place of peace.
The war stopped at Black Moon Street. "
At this time, Ji Yifan heard the words "Black Moon Street" and walked over like a trigger switch. He stood beside Wu Xin, looking at the membership card, and then straightened the collar of his suit, with a look of anticipation on his face. He looked at Su Qingyu.
"Cough cough cough——"
“Cough cough cough cough——”
Ji Yifan coughed dryly and almost had the words "I know, ask me" written on his face.
Of course, his face was covered with criss-cross scars and there was no room to write.
Su Qingyu complained: "You're coughing so hard, your throat is stuck on a big bone?"
Ji Yifan couldn't cough anymore. He put his hand on his chest and volunteered: "Master, I have some information about Black Moon Street."
Su Qingyu took out the Ming Coin and placed it in front of Ji Yifan: "If you know anything, just tell me directly. According to the contract, you will not lose a penny of the Ming Coin."
Ji Yifan accepted all the coins and began to express his loyalty: "Master, I have professional ethics. As long as the coins are in place, I will tell the master all the information I know."
Su Qingyu glanced at him lightly: "Stop talking nonsense and get to the point quickly, or your salary will be deducted."
Ji Yifan immediately sat on the chair next to Su Qingyu and said in standard Mandarin without any fluctuation in his voice: "Black Moon Street is not a copy, but a street governed by humans and weirdos.
There is a membership system, and it is free for weird people. For humans, you need to apply for a membership card to enter. "
Su Qingyu stirred the red bean porridge with a spoon and said casually: "Such double standards?"
"There are two founders of Black Moon Street, one is weird and the other is human." Ji Yifan raised a finger, "This rule that humans are not allowed to enter without a membership card was set by humans.
Master, it’s not only us who are targeting humans, but also you humans yourself! "
"Why did the bank give me the membership card of Black Moon Street that day?" Su Qingyu was a little confused.
Wu Xin just said something to wake up the dreamer.
"The owner is a senior VIP customer of Tiandi Bank, and this Black Moon Street membership card is a gift from them to the owner."
Go to the bank to handle business before something strange happens, and the bank will send you rice and oil.
After the strangeness came, I didn't expect that this habit would also extend to Tiandi Bank.
Sure enough, the charm of money is endless.
"In that case, I'm going to go shopping on Black Moon Street." Su Qingyu held her chin with one hand and looked at the weird people in the room with a smile, "Which of you wants to accompany me?
I pay for all the shopping expenses. "
