Chapter 372 The blood debt of the Blackwater River attracts a hundred people to surround and kill him to avenge his family!

Bang!

Gunshots rang out again.

A flower of earth burst open in the ground in front of Lin Wan'er's feet.

She froze, her hand holding the stone suspended in mid-air, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Gu Beichen stood behind Su Yue, the muzzle of his gun still smoking.

"Move again, and the next bullet will be in your brain."

Su Yue didn't even try to dodge.

She looked into Lin Wan'er's bloodshot eyes and said coldly, "It wasn't me who harmed you, it was your own greed and malice."

"Look at the state you're in now."

Su Yue took out a small mirror she always carried with her from her pocket and threw it at Lin Wan'er's feet.

"You dug out this poison yourself. This is what they call reaping what you sow."

Lin Wan'er lowered her head and looked at herself in the mirror, who looked like a ghost.

Clang.

The stone fell to the ground.

She covered her face and let out a piercing wail that echoed throughout the entire mine.

"Gu Beichen, seal this place off."

Su Yue turned around and refused to look at the crazy woman again.

"Everyone here needs a full medical check-up. Every inch of soil here needs to be examined."

"This score isn't settled yet."

......

Su Yue wore heavy rubber gloves and held a crumpled formula sheet in her hand.

The slip was covered in black coal dust, but the handwriting was very delicate, the kind of "slender gold" style that was deliberately imitated.

At the bottom of the signature, three words were written: Lin Wan'er.

On the desk was a bottle of residue scraped from the bottom of the reactor.

Gu Beichen stood by the window, toying with the Browning rifle in his hand, wiping the dust off the barrel.

"What did you see?" he asked.

Su Yue slammed the recipe sheet on the table.

"This woman is crazy."

Su Yue pointed to several chemical formulas on the list and tapped them with her finger. "In order to increase the extraction rate of mercury, she added an excessive amount of cyanide and a strong oxidizing agent to the original acid leaching method."

“This can indeed increase the extraction efficiency by thirty percent.” Su Yue sneered, picked up the bottle of residue and shook it. “But she did it to save time and money, without doing any post-processing. These highly toxic mercuric cyanide and arsenic compounds were just discharged directly into the Blackwater River through the pipes.”

"This will poison everyone downstream."

Gu Beichen stopped cleaning his gun and looked up.

"She knows this?"

"You know nothing." Su Yue threw the residue back into the tray with a crisp sound. "This recipe is a variant of 'folk alchemy' that was phased out decades ago. She dared to use it after reading a few miscellaneous books or hearing some hearsay."

This is the fearlessness of the ignorant.

Lin Wan'er is the kind of person who, in order to climb the social ladder or get a reduced sentence, would probably dare to set fire to the farm, let alone pollute the environment.

"Bring them in," Gu Beichen shouted to the outside.

The door was pushed open.

Two soldiers dragged Lin Wan'er in.

She had just washed her face; the festering sores on her face had turned white from being soaked in water, making them look even more gruesome. But in her eyes, there still shone a light called "hope."

She thought that once Su Yue found the formula, she would recognize her "talent".

"Su Yue!" Lin Wan'er struggled to stand up straight, her voice hoarse. "You saw that? That's the formula I improved! The yield doubled! I've done a great job! You need to report this to the higher-ups. I have the technology; I can help the country make money!"

Su Yue looked at her as if she were looking at a dead person.

"Have rendered meritorious service?"

Su Yue picked up the prescription sheet and walked up to Lin Wan'er.

"Lin Wan'er, do you know that because of your 'genius' invention, the arsenic content in the Blackwater River is 500 times higher than the standard? The 130 educated youths on the farm with rotten hands and feet are all thanks to you?"

Lin Wan'er was stunned for a moment.

Her eyes darted away, avoiding Su Yue's gaze, and she stiffened her neck: "That...that was just an accident! How can production not result in deaths? As long as output goes up, what does it matter if a few people die? I was doing it for the collective good!"

Snap!

Su Yue raised her hand and slapped him.

The slap was extremely vicious, making Lin Wan'er spin half a circle on the spot, with blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

"Collective interests?" Su Yue grabbed her collar and pulled her ugly face close to hers. "You're doing that for your own selfish gain! You want a reduced sentence, you want to get out sooner, even if it costs over a hundred lives to pave the way!"

"You're not stupid, you're evil. Evil to the core."

Su Yue let go of her hand and wiped it on her white coat with disgust.

Lin Wan'er covered her face, still stubbornly insisting, "You're just jealous of me! Jealous that I'm smarter than you! This recipe only needs a slight modification..."

“There’s no chance now.” Su Yue interrupted her. “I’ve already notified everyone on the farm. Everyone knows about your ‘great achievements’.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion broke out outside.

Those were footsteps.

The sound of many people's footsteps.

It was also mixed with angry roars, like a long-suppressed volcano finally erupting.

"Kill that vicious woman!"

"Drag her out! I want revenge for my father!"

"A life for a life!"

A stone smashed the office window, and shards of glass shattered everywhere.

Lin Wan'er trembled with fright and crawled under the table.

"W-what happened?"

Su Yue walked to the window and drew back the curtains.

The open space in the mine was packed with people. There were educated youth from the farm, laborers from the mine, and villagers from the surrounding area.

They were holding shovels, picks, and even stones.

Hatred was written all over everyone's face.

That kind of hatred is the despair of watching a loved one rot and die in one's arms, and the madness of being tormented by illness for half a year.

"Hand over that woman!"

The leader was an old miner in his fifties, holding a mud-covered shovel, his eyes bloodshot. One of his hands was rotten to the bone, and his wrist was wrapped with a black, grimy strip of cloth.

"She poisoned the river to get a reduced sentence! My six-year-old grandson drank the river water and his intestines rotted!" the old miner cried out, his voice heart-wrenching.

"Kill her!"

The crowd began to stir and surged toward the office.

Those two rickety wooden doors were no match for the onslaught of hundreds of people.

Lin Wan'er was now completely panicked.

She crawled out from under the table, grabbed Su Yue's leg, her face covered in snot and tears: "Su Yue! Save me! I'm a prisoner, I have the right to be protected by law! You can't let them kill me! You're a military wife, you can't just stand by and watch me die!"

Now you know about the law?

Su Yue kicked her away.

"If only I had known then what I know now."

Although she secretly wished these people would tear Lin Wan'er to pieces, Su Yue knew she couldn't let that happen.

Once vigilante justice is taken, these victims become perpetrators.

The nature of it then changes.

The door creaked under the strain, looking as if it was about to be forced open.

Gu Beichen stubbed out his cigarette, pulled out a Browning from his waist, and strode to the door.

He kicked the door open.

The crowd outside paused slightly when they saw Gu Beichen.

But hatred had already ignited a fire in his eyes, and the old miner, shovel in hand, was about to charge again.

Bang!

Gu Beichen raised his hand and fired a shot into the sky.

The crisp sound of gunfire echoed across the empty mine, making people's eardrums ache.

The crowd fell silent instantly.