Chapter 68 Su Xiaoyu's Deep Thoughts
Within one month of the official announcement of the completion of the base, the first phase of first, second and third level resettlement housing were all fully occupied.
Far exceeded the expected population of 300,000.
But the vast majority of people hold D-level fire cards and live in third-level resettlement homes, so even if the number exceeds expectations, it doesn't matter.
After all, there is water, electricity and heating here, which is a thousand times better than the previous makeshift shelter where people had to sleep on the floor!
The second-level resettlement building where Mu Jiu lived was completely occupied within a week after she moved in and was bustling with activity.
The girl who was sent to the hospital by the police downstairs also came back, but she was the only one who came back.
The stepfather who was stabbed dozens of times is probably dead and buried.
There is a special corpse disposal agency within the base.
Because there were so many people coming to the base alone, there was no one to pick up the bodies to prevent them from piling up.
The handling agency will incinerate the bodies and bury them in the mountains in the northern district.
While dealing with the corpse, the corresponding identity fire card will also be cancelled, and the remaining points will be handed over to the base.
But if there are relatives who claim the property, the points will be transferred to the relatives, just like inheritance.
On the afternoon of the day the girl came back, she went to Mu Jiu's house.
This was within Mu Jiu's expectations. After all, the dagger in her pocket appeared suddenly.
She was the only one who got close to him in the building that day. Any girl who wasn't stupid would have known.
"What's the matter?" Mu Jiu asked as he opened the door.
What caught Mu Jiu's eyes was a bald girl...
A large sterile gauze was applied to the front of her forehead and a gauze net was covering her head.
Mu Jiu thought that this was probably caused by the man tearing off a large piece of scalp at that time. Now that the temperature is so low, it is not easy to recover from the injury.
There were many deep and shallow wounds on the girl's face, and she looked pitiful.
The girl shyly handed over a black handbag, "Sister, I'm the neighbor who lives in room 911, my name is Su Xiaoyu.
Thank you sister for your help a few days ago, otherwise I would have been tortured to death by my stepfather..."
Mu Jiu did not reach out to take the bag she handed over, but asked:
"When did I help you? Are you mistaken, little sister?"
In the end times, things like killing people and handing over knives can be done casually outside, even if she is a bloodthirsty murderer.
But this is an official base with established rules. Killing people requires accountability, and she doesn't want to get into trouble.
Su Xiaoyu smiled at Mu Jiu and added: "I was talking about my sister going downstairs to help me call the police, thank you!"
Having said this, her mood suddenly became gloomy.
"But the police arrived too late. My stepfather tried to force me, and I accidentally hurt him, injuring a vital part.
First I lost my mother, and now even my stepfather is gone. From now on, I will have to live alone..."
Mu Jiu narrowed his eyes. This girl was very good at telling lies with her eyes open. She might become a ruthless character in the future.
"Well, my condolences! Is there anything else?" Mu Jiu asked.
Su Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed by Mu Jiu’s cold reaction.
Seeing that Mu Jiu neither wanted to talk to her nor accept her gift, she simply put the black bag in her hand at Mu Jiu's door and quickly walked towards her room.
As he walked, he turned back and said to Mu Jiu:
"Sister, please accept the gift. This is a small token of my appreciation. Thank you very much for your help!
We will be neighbors on the same floor from now on, so please take good care of me, sister!"
The door closed with a click, leaving Mu Jiu alone staring in that direction for three seconds, as if thinking about something.
Then Mu Jiu bent down and carried the black bag into his room.
After opening the bag, the first thing that caught Mu Jiu's eyes was the dagger she had handed over a few days ago. This must be the real purpose of Su Xiaoyu coming to see her today.
She didn't seem as simple as she seemed. Looking back now, killing her stepfather seemed more like something she had planned.
Mu Jiu thought, maybe Su Xiaoyu just wanted her to help serve as a witness that day so that she could kill her stepfather without having to bear the guilt of murder.
But Mu Jiu not only served as a witness, but also handed the murder weapon to someone, and later helped someone find the police to deal with the scene in a timely manner...
It was obvious what the stepfather felt towards her, and she probably had the intention to kill him a long time ago.
Under the black bag that Su Xiaoyu brought was a full 10 kilograms of packaged frozen pork, which looked like it had just been purchased from the commercial company across the street.
10 kilograms of frozen pork, a total of 200 points, is not a small amount for ordinary people.
Is she using supplies to silence him, or is she showing goodwill?
After thinking for a moment, Mu Jiu put the bag of frozen pork into the space warehouse. Only a fool would accept something that is delivered to his door.
At night, when Gu Nuan came back from get off work, she knocked on the door and said mysteriously:
"Sister, there's one more person working at our security guard's place. Do you know who it is?"
Mu Jiu looked at him, "Who?"
"The girl who killed her stepfather in that room last time!"
Gu Nuan pointed towards Room 911 and continued:
"Her name is Su Xiaoyu. Uncle Yuan felt sorry for her and even said something nice to my brother to let her take the day shift.
Now there are four of us, working in four shifts 24 hours a day, Su Xiaoyu in the morning, me in the afternoon, my brother in the first half of the night, and Uncle Yuan in the second half of the night. "
Hearing what Gu Nuan said, Mu Jiu was not too surprised. Someone who would easily give away 10 kilograms of frozen pork would not be poor.
Those who can live in the second-level resettlement housing must at least have a C-level fire card.
Judging from her appearance, she probably inherited the points of her entire family and became level B, so she was able to work as a security guard today.
This once again confirmed Mu Jiu's thoughts; this girl was no ordinary girl and was very good at planning.
But Mu Jiu didn't care. What did this have to do with her?
Mu Jiu stayed idle at home for more than a month, and only decided to go out for a walk after all the open areas of the first phase of the base were occupied.
It was around this time in her previous life that she heard the official news and came to the base.
At that time, she saved up a little bit of supplies by picking up scraps and buying things for small amounts.
Not much, I exchanged 300 points at the government hall and got a D-level fire card.
Because when entering the base, you need to hand in 50 points as the threshold for entering the base.
She was placed in a third-level resettlement facility in the west, in a large room of about 30 square meters with a ceiling height of 2.8 meters, which was filled with specially made three-story single iron beds with upper, middle and lower bunks.
The bottom bunk of the bed is often filled with a pile of junk.
There are 18 beds in a room, and two people have to squeeze into a single bed of 1 meter, so one room can often accommodate more than 30 people.
Beds are not divided by gender, but people who sleep in one bed are of the same sex. However, this does not prevent strangers from messing around in your bed.
In short, it is a mess with smoke and stench, and all kinds of people are mixed together. But in the last days, no one can turn the world around, and they can only bow their heads and endure it.
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