Gu Tingchen was perceptive enough.
He knew perfectly well that as things developed, ordinary people would eventually be completely drawn into it.
By the time you seek the protection of power, it will be too late.
The phrase "planning ahead" perfectly describes those who have a broad perspective and a long-term vision.
"You're right, having power can protect those around you, but can you shoulder the corresponding responsibilities?"
Qin Tan did not deny Gu Tingchen's idea.
"First of all, the emergence of abilities is not something that you or I can decide."
"But the ability you are born with can determine your status in the extraordinary world."
Qin Tan recalled the choices she faced on the day she first came into contact with the extraordinary world.
Not everyone is as lucky as her.
If you cannot become a member of the Dawn Pivot, then choose to be forgotten or be monitored.
Even among temporary workers, very few have actually been promoted to permanent positions so far.
"What if I absolutely must be free?"
Gu Tingchen hadn't considered that.
As an outsider, he didn't have a deep understanding of the system of the Dawn Pivot.
"Freedom?"
Qin Tan pointed to the extraordinary events in the documents.
"These are the things that free people made."
"Or do you want to associate with those cults?"
"Of course, with your temperament, you are not afraid of any organization, but what about Li Qian?"
"Or do you believe that once you reach the extraordinary level, the people and things around you will remain unchanged?"
"Am I the best example?"
Qin Tan scoffed.
“I’m not saying this to stop you; I’m not in a position to do so.”
"But for Gu Tingchen, the counterpart to power has always been danger and responsibility."
"It's impossible to choose only one."
"Good night."
Having said all she wanted to say, she climbed the stairs to the second floor.
The lights in the lobby downstairs were on until midnight.
The next morning, Qin Tan had breakfast at the villa and accompanied Li Qian to choose a wedding dress before saying goodbye.
Her relationship with Gu Tingchen remained unchanged throughout the period.
It was as if that sensitive conversation from last night had never happened.
The two of them had an unspoken agreement not to involve Li Qian.
Qin Tan had just left the villa area when she received a call from Aunt Nian.
"Xiao Qin, did you see my Xiao Feng last night?"
Aunt Nian's voice sounded very anxious.
"I wasn't home last night, what happened?"
Qin Tan asked, then thought for a moment and turned the car around to head towards the old town.
“Xiao Feng said last night that he went to stay at a friend’s house and came back this morning, but I just called him and couldn’t reach him.”
“I told him not to go out these few days, but he insisted on going out, otherwise he would throw a tantrum at me.”
"I, I..."
Aunt Nian's voice was already trembling with tears.
"Aunt Nian, don't worry."
"Have you managed to contact Xiaofeng's friend yet?"
As the vehicles moved away, Qin Tan, with one hand on the steering wheel, increased the speed.
"No, we can't get in touch with them."
"I... I'm going to go take a look. Xiao Feng stayed at that friend's house before, and I remember the address."
There was some noise coming from the other end, and a lot of people had gathered to help.
"Okay, Aunt Nian, send me the address, I'll go take a look too."
The car was moving very fast, and when Qin Tan arrived, she saw a large crowd gathered at the entrance.
Qin Tan pushed through the crowd and saw Aunt Nian holding a blood-stained coat, crying uncontrollably.
Beside him, Uncle Nian knelt on the ground, holding Aunt Nian, his eyes also filled with tears.
"What happened?"
Some newcomers also asked questions.
“I heard that her son stayed overnight at this family’s house, but they couldn’t contact him. When they came over, they saw this blood-stained coat.”
"I heard the coat belongs to his son."
"Oh, I see. I hope something happened to her son."
"Who knows? Things have been unsettled lately; there's danger everywhere."
"Anyway, I keep my daughter at home and don't allow her to go out."
"What about this family? We didn't see them at all. There was just an old man, and he was mentally disabled."
There was also an old man in the house.
His eyes were cloudy as he looked at the people around him, chuckling to himself, as if he wasn't thinking straight.
"This son is not a filial son either. He just left his mentally challenged mother here. Isn't he afraid something will happen to her?"
"I don't know, and I can't get in touch with them."
"Could it be that this whole family killed someone's child and then fled to avoid punishment?"
"Where can you run to these days?"
Some people stand on the moral high ground to criticize, while others make malicious and unrestrained speculations.
Qin Tan squeezed in, but instead of comforting Aunt Nian, she looked around.
The old man was clearly unable to communicate normally, and he laughed and drooled at Qin Tan's offense.
This family wasn't wealthy; many of their pieces of furniture showed signs of age.
Qin Tan pushed open the door and entered after passing through the room of Wen Qing's son.
The blankets on the bed were a mess; someone must have slept on them last night.
Judging from the marks, there were two people.
This means that, at the very least, Xiao Feng was indeed here last night.
So the incident happened in the morning?
She walked to the desk, which was covered with many study guides and notes.
The other person is a good student.
With a flick of her fingertips, a corner caught Qin Tan's attention.
Qin Tan opened it, and inside was a flyer.
"Paid blood donation, young and middle-aged people are given priority."
"One hundred milliliters costs fifty thousand yuan."
Looking at the promotional slogan above, Qin Tan realized the problem.
Unless it's so-called "panda blood," where would you get 50,000 yuan for 100 milliliters of ordinary blood?
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