Terra Hotline, crime simulator

"I hope this song reminds you of your friend, his voice, this lullaby I once heard Miss Yelena sing to you and the members of the Yeti Squad.

I want to sing you a lullaby,

Good night, good night.

The earth is rocking its arms gently,

Close your little eyes.

I want to sing you a lullaby,

Good night, good night,

Close your little eyes.

....."

Chapter 178 The disintegrating integration movement

"You're Alex, right? Your mask is nice, I like it very much."

During lunch, Malvo found Alex behind a wooden stake. The other person was hanging his iconic gas mask around his neck, holding a bowl of hot mushroom soup, and a pomegranate gun. Right next to the soles of his feet.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Malvo?"

Alex looks similar to his sister Misha, the only difference is that he doesn't wear black stockings.

"Your father, Mr. Sergey is a friend of mine. I'm here to see his son for him."

Malvo said sitting next to him.

"Do you know my father? That cold-blooded bastard who abandoned his family?"

Alex put down the mushroom soup in his hand and glanced at Malvo suspiciously. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with his father.

"How do you understand your father? Are you living in your rebellious period and haven't come out of it yet?"

Malvo asked curiously.

"You don't understand at all, Mr. Professor, that my sister was sent to the mines, my mother died with a picket stick, and then my father, that damn old man, just watched all this with a cold eye."

Alex didn't care at all that Malvo had offended him. He wiped his lips and said angrily.

"Don't you want to go back and see your father again? He misses his son very much now."

Malvo curled his lips and said.

“No, it’s good here, I’ve found a real family here and everything is going in the right direction.

Tallulah is a wise leader. She brings everyone together. Alina, who always greets us, is loved by her compatriots...and the guerrillas on the ice sheet teach us how to sing. Miss Yelena, and Mr. Patriot, who looks scary but is actually a great warrior. Oh, by the way, we also had a general here a few days ago..."

"Stop talking about this now, kid, I want to show you something."

Malvo interrupted Alex's rambling. He took his phone out of his pocket and handed him the video of his previous exchange with Sergey.

"...Huh? Is this my father?"

Alex took the phone. The father in the video was much older than he remembered. For some reason, Alex's eyes started to get wet.

"No matter what he says next, I still hate him." He said, squeezing his sore eyes.

"Don't worry, look down."

Malvo said.

"Alex! You and Misha are both proud of me..."

His father's vicissitudes of life mixed with joyful voice once again awakened Broken Bone's childhood memories. After three long minutes, Broken Bone stared blankly at the black screen.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Malvo asked.

"...No, damn it, I still hate him. He is so weak and has done nothing. He should not have joined that sarcophagus research project in the first place."

Alex gritted his teeth and returned the phone to Malvo.

"There's another video, you'd better finish it."

Malvo switched to another video. The protagonist of this video was still Sergey, but the shooting angle looked a bit like a candid shot.

, and another person appeared, Lyudmila, holding a long knife in her hand.

When he saw Lyudmila slit Sergey's neck cleanly with a long knife, Alex subconsciously touched his throat and felt difficulty breathing.

"Lyudmila! Why?! She wants to kill my father?!"

He stood up and roared, his two bear ears trembling in the cold wind.

"Perhaps it was a vendetta. I don't know for sure. She acted very quickly and I couldn't stop her. I could only watch helplessly. I think this is probably why she followed me to Chernobog."

Malvo took the phone from him, patted his shoulder and comforted:

"As I said before, I am your father's friend. I can't watch him die unwillingly like this without even being able to see his own relatives. Therefore, I quietly tell you the news..."

"Where is Lyudmila now?! I'm going to find her and find out!"

The furious Alex didn't seem to want to hear anyone's explanation now. He took the Origin grenade launcher and looked like he wanted to kill Lyudmila.

"She took a few people to the creek farther south, planning to catch a few scale beasts to improve the food for the camp."

Malvo said, pointing in a direction, and Alex walked angrily in that direction, ignoring that his mushroom soup had cooled down.

Looking at his leaving figure, Malvo couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.

.......

"He has become a waste, we can no longer waste food!"

"Yes! Miss Alina, Ino's Originium disease has recurred and he can no longer be cured. The medicine Mr. Malvo brought back is very precious and must not be wasted on him!"

"We should give him to a village in the south for adoption. He is still so young, and some kind-hearted old woman will adopt him."

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, a loud noise broke out in front of Ino's tent. Several strong infected people in the camp surrounded Alina, forcing her to release Ino to other villages.

To put it bluntly, he just wanted Yin Nuo to die.

After all, no Ursusian would adopt a paralyzed Originium patient.

"You...you can't do this. Ino is our compatriot, we can't do this..."

Alina shook her head in pain and hesitation, and clenched the Source Stone medicine she had prepared for Enoch in her hand.

"Miss Alina is right, we cannot abandon Ino, otherwise what is the difference between us and those Ursus pickets?"

At this time, an uncoordinated voice came out. It was a man wearing a small round hat and a red scarf covering the lower half of his face.

"This brother is right. Maybe you should think from another angle. If you become like Ino, do you want your compatriots to abandon you?"

Malvo also stood up at this time. He looked into the man's eyes and said:

"Can I ask your name? It doesn't mean anything else, just because... I see the few humanity here in you."

"Red, but they all call me Red Knife. Mr. Malvo, thank you for the Source Stone medicine you gave us."

"Red Knife, a good title. So Red, please help me see if your leader, Tallulah, has woken up. I have something to say to Alina. Everyone should leave!"

Malvo patted his shoulder with satisfaction and said.

Chapter 179 Good night, Mephistopheles

"He won't be able to see the sun the day after tomorrow, Miss Alina."

Malvo took Alina to his tent, poured a cup of steaming coffee for the anxious girl, and said to her seriously:

"I just went to check on Enoch's injuries again. His organs have begun to fail rapidly, and the bandaged wounds on his body are also showing pus and inflammation. Moreover, he has been suffering from a low fever. He can survive tonight. It’s a miracle, there’s nothing we can do about it, the medical environment here is too bad.”

Hearing what Malvo said, Alina was stunned for a moment. The warmth brought by the coffee in her hand was not as good as the coldness in her heart.

"Then... what should I do? Mr. Malvo, can I just watch him die like this?"

After a long time, Alina let out a long sigh and showed a sad and bitter smile:

"He and Sasha, that child, had a hard life. When Tallulah and I found them from the mine, they were eating coal to satisfy their hunger, but these two children never gave up on each other, no matter when... ..”

"I am deeply saddened by this, Miss Alina. By the way, have you caught the murderer of Sasha?"

Malvo asked.

"No, this incident still makes several children in the camp afraid to sleep alone. Oh my god, who do you think did this? We just want to survive..."

Alina shook her head in despair.

"May this child's soul rest in peace."

Malvo crossed himself, and then continued:

"But the main purpose of my coming to you is not to talk about this, but to talk about some unity issues in the camp. You have already felt it, right? There are signs that small leaders have begun to form small groups in the camp to keep warm, right?"

"Um....

.I saw a few people trying to steal food from the grain depot this morning, but luckily Reid discovered it in time and stopped them. "

Alina looked down at the coffee in her hand. She had never drunk coffee in her whole life. If Malvo hadn't brought coffee from the city this time, she wouldn't even know the taste. She paused and continued:

"Because our leader Tallulah, as you said, she has been ill recently. Sometimes she even calls my name wrong, and she is always muttering something about 'immortal black snake'..." ..

No one can give orders for her. Patriot and Yelena have to patrol far away areas around the camp during the day. Big Daddy always feels that we don’t have enough manpower and wants to rescue some infected compatriots from the mine.

Recently, people in the camp have become unstable. "

Her voice became lower and lower, and Malvo asked tentatively:

"Because of Yin Nuo, right? I think you all have a hard time this winter. They want to take all their anger out on Yin Nuo. What's more, I heard that Yinuo is a child who usually has a bad personality."

"But what did Yin Nuo do wrong?"

"It's wrong for him to be alive now."

Hearing these words, Xiaolu raised his head and looked at him in disbelief:

"why......."

"Listen to me, Alina."

Malvo held her hands and said calmly:

“You, oh no, we, our integrated movement is a group, and sometimes we have to sacrifice something for this group.

Xiaolu, you are a bit too weak. The reason Tallulah was able to bring these desperate guys together was definitely not through impassioned speeches, but bread and tough tactics.

Now the organization is in danger, you have to do something, Alina, you know what I mean, sometimes, we have to give up part of ourselves, even our compatriots and relatives, all for the sake of a better future. "

"No...I can't do that, Mr. Malvo."

Alina wanted to take her hand away, but Malvo held it tighter:

"You can, Alina, you have to do this. You have to stabilize the organization first, otherwise, they will rebel... and it will be troublesome."

"I believe them..."

"Damn it, Alina, you stupid deer, stop your overflowing sympathy. The more people you care about, the more vulnerable you become."

"There must be some way to solve this problem..."

"Only a fool can believe that he can solve all the problems in this world. You have a pair of eyes that can see through people's hearts. How many people in the camp have a kind heart like Red?"

Alina was silent, she did not dare to look directly into Malvo's eyes that revealed some kind of satisfied emotion.

.........

Alina walked out of Malvo's tent, wiped the tears from her eyes as if she had made up her mind, and walked into Ino's tent under the gaze of several infected people with malicious intentions.

The infected people in the camp put down their work and gathered around. They stared in that direction silently.

With limited food and limited medicine, Alina must make a choice for Tallulah.

"........"

The moment she stepped into the tent, Enoch's yellow pupils became a little angry. Alina gave him a reassuring smile and sat in front of his bed.

This was one of the few moments today when Ino felt that he was still alive. He was not deaf. He knew that the infected people were talking about him. Only Alina stood up to help him. At this moment, he felt that the wounds on his body had been No more pain.

How much he wanted to remind Xiaolu to stay away from Malvo, that perverted murderer!Unfortunately, he couldn't do it. Ino could only stare at Alina, blinking, hoping to keep his eyes on Alina forever.

"Does the wound on your body still hurt? Ino."

Alina touched his head, and the latter blinked three times hurriedly to show that it didn't hurt.