"Mr. Wayne! That's right! You should leave immediately, if the people from the Public Security Bureau treat you as thugs——"
"Calm down, calm down! Mr. Najit, this situation is out of control now. Even if you take your brother Daoud away, this riot will not end! Think about it, what else can you do? Go back Accompany Azim, or let the elderly and children here evacuate immediately?”
Kyle's words made Nadjit's breath freeze. After a while, Nadjit, who was holding on to the wall and gasping for air, couldn't help but beat the wall. Everything changed too fast, and as a sheriff, he had been kept in the dark. There wasn't even a clue.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I originally wanted to show you the good side of our community, but this happened."
Looking at the man in front of him, Kyle was filled with emotions. It had been less than three months since Najit retreated from the broken defense line. Naturally, he didn't understand Daoud, who had been the leader of the youth group for several years, and he couldn't help it. Get rid of all the gangsters who are causing trouble here. No matter what he does, there will only be a failure waiting for him in the end.
"No need to be sorry, Mr. Najit, you have already shown me. Those lovely children, and you who have been running for the residents, so don't let this good side disappear with it, you can still do to more things.”
"That's right, uncle, let's finish these messy things quickly."
"The kids also want me to teach them how to play guitar."
"You still want me to teach them magic!"
Hearing everyone's comfort, Nadjit was cheered up and rushed out again, but this time it was to evacuate innocent residents in the community. As a peace officer, he did not realize that the news before the riot was already serious. If you fail to do your duty, then at least you cannot cause more harm to those who did not participate in the riot.
Looking at the retreating figure of Najit who had cheered up again, Kyle's eyes became cold again. As a person who had only been in the foreign community for a week, he naturally did not notice that Dawu was just an ordinary person. De dared to organize a riot against the new city.
And this riot once again cut off his clues, because after pressing the button in the health room, the doctor on the other side did not respond.
"Hey, you idiot, do you want us to beat up a few people to help you vent your anger? Even if you let us beat up the two patrolmen, it's no problem."
"Those two bastards who dared to attack children will deal with them in the future. Now I am worried that the psychiatrists have left this community. And we cannot defeat these thousands of young people to end this inevitable failure." riot."
But what Kyle is more worried about is whether there is someone behind this series of events.
The ominous seeds appeared in the gang's drug-making stronghold, Azim was beaten by two patrolmen, and Daoud organized the riot. These things may have happened for a reason, and the logic can be justified, but the gaps between them are too big. Short, too many accidents happened.
This is less like a mess with just ordinary people trapped in it, and more like a conspiracy led by the incarcerated.
So is Camillian the conspirator?
Kyle returned to the school health room and pressed the button out of boredom. My thoughts have diverged to the point where I am reminded of those literary or literary sentences from my previous life - the worst feeling is not knowing whether to wait or give up.
Click.
The button was pressed down and popped up several times, and accidentally it got stuck on the base, causing Kyle, who was already in a irritable mood, to almost blow up the entire wall with a single blast.
"Mr. Wayne, it seems you are very agitated."
"A new round of conflict is going to break out here soon. Those brats have obtained weapons, and the people from the General Public Security Bureau are planning to regain the place. If one of the two sides fails to restrain themselves and someone dies, it will really be the end of the world."
A figure suddenly appeared outside the window and communicated with Kyle through a thin wall.
"The conflict between Xincheng and the foreigners has reached an irreconcilable point, and the gangs in Xincheng have long regarded this place as an excellent place to hide crimes. Even young people in the foreign community welcome the gangs to bring all kinds of Drug manufacturing and stolen goods distribution bases were set up here. After enjoying the entertainment in the new city, the young people here no longer wanted to endure hardship, but instead pursued how to make quick money. After that, they fell into all kinds of vicious situations. cycle."
First, there is the mutual exclusion between New Town residents and foreigners, then there is the short-term but urgent entertainment that gangs bring to the young people in the community, and then there is the lack of a lot of infrastructure in this community, and even the lack of education cannot guarantee the moral level at all. .
"When the construction of spiritual civilization cannot keep up with the construction of material civilization, people's yearning for a better life will tend to be mercenary and money worship. The young people here have not received enough education, and the money they get through various means is just for maintenance. That appearance of reveling in wealth and wealth. Maybe to outsiders, this is just drinking poison to quench thirst and fishing in a river, but for these young people - their empty hearts can only be filled with material things, because they don't understand what spiritual wealth is. I don’t want to understand anymore.”
Kyle's eyes were blurry and he said something he wouldn't normally say. The person on the other side of the wall also chuckled after hearing this, walked into the room from the door of the health room, and just sat quietly next to Kyle.
"Then someone has to do something right, and someone has to teach them what morality is."
Seeing the smiling woman with gold-rimmed glasses in front of him, Kyle was not surprised at all. He just turned around and lay directly on her lap. He originally thought that he could shorten the line of sight between the two, but he was It was blocked by two mountains with beautiful lines.
"Am I the one who should do what?"
Camillian's hand gently stroked Kyle's face, and then smiled and replied:
"You have this strength, Mr. Wayne. With a whole team of incarcerated people, it is more than enough to take down this group of ordinary people."
"This is just a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution, using absolute violence to make them obey..."
"When their obedience becomes a habit, it can become an order engraved in their bones."
Camillian lowered his head to get close to Kyle and gently stroked Kyle's hair. The gradually shortening distance allowed him to smell a fragrant and sweet smell, and his gentle tone swept away the worries accumulated these days.
Then Kyle closed his eyes directly.
"Your glasses reflect a cold shimmer. But what makes me most helpless is that - I saw myself with my eyes closed through your lenses. Alas, what a pity, I really look forward to it. This day, this opportunity, I can express all the things that make me irritated."
"You can talk to me now."
"No, if I continue to talk to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but hold you tightly and never want you to leave my side. Thank you, Camillian. But I and those people regard the riots as I am different from the kid who fought the war. The short-term happiness cannot satisfy me now."
The crimson light on Kyle's body bloomed like fireworks for a while, and bloody thorns covered his body. When the growing branches pierced the illusion brought about by this layer of hypnosis, Kyle was still sitting On the seat, I still held the button in my hand, and the comfortable touch on the back of my head disappeared.
"That's such a pity. I originally thought that Mr. Wayne, who only took beautiful girls to the battlefield, was just a loser who liked short-term pleasure."
