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Chapter 16 "Fifteen"

"Although I really want to praise you for being wise, unfortunately, you made the wrong choice."

Exactly as I expected, this guy still listened to what I said earlier.

So now he is looking at me suspiciously.

"Didn't you say that you should first consider maintaining your own life?"

"I discarded water and food, how do you tell me to live?"

"So you're going to run until you eat everything on you, and then die?"

"I"

This is also a typical misunderstanding of thinking.

Many people feel that food and water will keep them alive.

But you can't carry an infinite amount of food.

All of you will definitely have a day when these materials are exhausted, and then you will die.

It's just that you can choose to starve to death helplessly, or fall into the hands of the enemy and die in humiliation.

Of course, you don't necessarily die in the hands of the enemy.
So the key to the solution of this question lies in the weapon.

With a weapon in hand, he can still determine his own dignity.

If the weapon is lost, the dignity is also lost.

Again, there is an idea in this question - the answer is not black and white.

"Remember what I told you?"

"Many issues are not black and white."

"It's true to ask you to throw away food and water, but you can fill yourself up again before throwing them away!"

"In the end, we are waiting for the opportunity to fight for our lives. This is the most correct approach."

But you can also think that I am not right to think so, you can say that it is a big deal that I surrender.

Or to put it in a big deal, I just raised my gun and tried my best from the beginning, so why would I need to work so hard?

Still choosing and choosing with you here, isn't it a child's play house?

Of course, you have chosen to surrender, and I have nothing to say.

The values ​​are different.

Second, since you have chosen to go all out, are you carrying so many things and holding a pistol to fight with others?
Do you really have the courage to stand up and face such horrors?

It is said that the whole boat is dead, the boat is dead, and it is a big deal to be desperate.

If it is not the time when it is really necessary to fight with one's life, who is willing to fight for one's life?
And maybe it's just the opposite, the one who yells the loudest now may be the one who surrenders the fastest when the time comes.

"It's either black or white, haha! I understand, Lin Man!"

Moral, who fell into silence on the side, suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed my shoulder directly.

"I understand, Lin Man!"

"What do you understand?"

Looking at his slightly excited look, it should be a lot of rewards, right?
"I seem to understand a little bit about what draws boundaries and what is black and white."

"But I can't explain it clearly. It's the feeling that I know clearly in my heart, but I can't express it with my mouth. You know?"

One hand rested on my shoulder, and the other hand fluttered up and down as he spoke happily.

Although he probably understood what he meant, it was still quite funny.

"Ahem, why are you so excited, I'm not playing monkeys."

Let you laugh at my smirk!
You see, I won't find a chance to laugh at you now!

"Oh, let's talk about business!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, it's good if I get it."

Although this example is very simple, it is also very popular and straightforward.

It is in his best interest to understand the meaning of these words.

Of course, many of these things are what my father told me when I was young.

It's just that as what I saw and heard and my own encounters continued to increase, I gradually understood the helplessness of my father at that time.

There are many things that we don't want to accept, and we are powerless to resist, but it really happens in front of you and me.

Instead of choosing to deceive, escape, or cry, it is better to find a way to change yourself.

Allow yourself to adapt slowly, and then start to slowly find countermeasures.

If your own ability is not enough to change the world, then keep on gaining the so-called power.

It's just that if there is harvest, there must be sacrifice.

If there is a reward, there must be a price.

It's just to see if you are willing to bear it.

"Here we are, the open cellar is in front of us."

Moral's voice once again dragged me back to reality from the strange memory.

Following his raised hand, he could directly see the cellar door leaning on the ground ajar.

The not-so-old door is covered with dust, and it can be seen that it is not in disrepair, but that it has not been taken care of recently.

This cellar and this house are back to back, presumably it is the cellar of this family, right?

Let's see if the master
It's all dusty, and weeds are covered with it.

It seems that the owner of this household has been away for a long time.

You go and knock on the door, out of politeness or something.

Moral understood my eyes very naturally, and walked forward.

"dong dong dong"

"Hello?"

"Boom boom boom!"

As the force of knocking on the door continued to increase, the sound of knocking on the door could be heard constantly reverberating inside the house.

"It looks like there should be no one there?"

"Well, let's go down and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Moral also ran back to me directly, and after looking around for a while, he walked side by side to the door of the cellar.

"Still the old routine, you look at my side, I look at your side!"

You know, if they only look at each other's side, there will be a dead angle in the middle where everyone thinks the other is looking.

It can also be understood as the so-called black under the lamp.

"it is good!"

After finishing speaking, he exchanged glances with Moral and nodded, then slowly grasped the pistol at his waist.

Although it is clear that the cellar in front of him should be in a deserted state, the possibility that some desperadoes may use this place as their stronghold cannot be ruled out.

It is rare that Moral is also full of wariness about entering it.

Like everyone says, the most frightening thing is the unknown.

No prying marks or other signs of vandalism.

Although the half-closed door of the cellar looked in disrepair, it actually opened easily.

It can be guessed that the owner should hastily took out the items from below when he left, and did not even close the cellar properly.

what happened please?

But it doesn't look like it either.

Although the surrounding buildings are a bit barren, you can still see people living there.

If something happened, why didn't they escape from here?

And judging from other families who have left, their cellars are also well closed.

Taking a step back, the door of this family is still closed.

can have time to close the gate but why
We have reached the bottom floor as the slightly low passage opens up.

"Snapped!"

Moral fumbled around the wall for a while, and finally turned on the lighting here.

Is there any energy available?
Although it is not very deep, at least it should not be a big problem to hide from the bombing.

It looks like a small room, but it's just underground.

"It doesn't look like a cellar."

Shelves like shelves were placed against the walls on the left and right sides of the room, and some boxes were placed messily on them.

Judging from the dust on the top, although these boxes are not as much deposited on the shelves, they should have been placed for some years.

Farther away, near a corner, there is a pile of rags, which seems to be performing the function of a "bed" as a piece of furniture.

On the other side of the bed was a small table, but it looked tattered and completely out of place with the rest of the place.

It is also very likely that this person picked it up somewhere outside, right?

There are messy knife marks on the table, it seems that someone has done something here with a knife.

There are also some white polymer caps scattered around, what kind of pen caps do they look like?
In the middle of the room is a small pile of bonfires that have been extinguished, and some cigarette butts are scattered around it.

Other places were littered with water bottles and cans, food bags, and a few scattered newspapers.

The date is also long ago.

"It seems that someone has stayed here before."

"Well, but it seems like a long time ago."

Although it is a brand that has not been seen before, judging from the single brand and bite marks of the cigarette butts, it is the same person.

There are so many cigarette butts but no cigarette case, indicating that this person often goes out.

Just use it as a temporary base.

Water and food are the necessities of life, which is understandable, but why are there newspapers?
Could it be that he is still concerned about the latest news?
So the question is, who is this person?
What are you doing here?
From the fact that he came to this remote place alone, it must not be something worthy of the table.

At least it won't be a good thing.

Then judging from the newspaper, he should be a fugitive, or a wanted person, right?
Do you want to obtain news related to yourself through newspapers?

As for why he was wanted, it's hard to say.

"Moral, go and see what's in the box on the shelf over there?"

I hope there are still clues left here.

There seems to be nothing in this box except for a few empty water bottles and some waste paper?
what about this?
It was still the white pen cap I saw on the table just now.

What the hell is this?
why are there so many
"Wow!!"

"Lin, Lin Man!"

There was a sudden crashing sound behind me, followed by Moral's shouts, which entered my ears.

"what happened?"

"Look, look at these things!"

Moral was holding an upside-down cardboard box, and it was obvious that he had spilled all the contents on the shelf.

Then he raised a pen-like white cylinder towards me and shook it at me. Judging from the white pen cap at the front end, it is the body of these white pen caps found before.

And the pile in front of him looks like there are dozens of them.

"Let me see"

Three steps and two steps, I also quickly ran in front of him.

To be honest, I'm also curious.

"Boom!"

Gently pulled off the white cap on the front end, it looked like a vacuum syringe.

What about labels?

QP-17?

Not this thing.

This, looks like some kind of drug, right?

The label on this one seems to be worn out, should I try another one?
"Zuo-Levo-Isolimin Tadine!"

(End of this chapter)