Liangfeng Community
Song Yunchuan originally thought that Nomi could get rid of this person in front of the cupboard, but he didn't expect that it would start to lose control of his commands halfway through. He thought that it was because it had been hit extra hard, causing the internal program to be damaged and so it didn't work properly.
But then Nomi started moving again and began to obey Ding Can's orders.
The data displayed by the background equipment is disordered, and no matter how many times the program is restarted, it is impossible to regain the right to use all of his robots.
This began to change his mind, and he felt that the person in front of him was somewhat different from what he had expected.
"You can use the surveillance system to control the entire Liangfeng community. It shouldn't be too strange for me to control a robot."
Ding Can took a step forward and looked at the man's face again with a serious expression, trying to find the information he wanted in his young and tender features. "But I'm curious, why didn't you take the opportunity to leave? Did you think we wouldn't find this place?"
"On the contrary, of course I knew you were coming, I just wanted to understand your purpose."
Song Yunchuan folded his hands in front of him, standing tall and straight. There was no fault in his etiquette in every move. He could even be said to be the calmest and most steady person present.
Even though he was alone now, he still did not lose his composure. He looked at each of them one by one.
"Actually, I've noticed you since the first day you entered the community. The detection scores of large groups of people are increasing rapidly, making it really hard to ignore them. When we met at the service center today, I recognized you as one of them right away."
The new residents of Liangfeng Community have all been screened through layers of screening. Regardless of their actual nature, at least they can maintain their superficial image when they first move into the new environment.
According to previous data analysis, most of the time, obvious trends only begin to appear after half a month of stay.
But this group of people, as if they had agreed beforehand, have been doing things openly and secretly since the first day, and under comprehensive surveillance, this abnormal phenomenon was immediately revealed.
Although Song Yunchuan didn't know the reason, he could guess that these people were a group and came with some purpose.
He once suspected that his secret had been discovered, so he wanted to test it earlier and solve the problem that was out of his control as soon as possible.
Ding Can reacted: "So you deliberately talked to me and approached me today. You wanted me to come here."
In the museum, although I took the initiative to talk to this person and wanted to know if he had any special identity, I was actually led away by the other party. Perhaps visiting my home tonight was also within the other party's expectations.
If it really was just the few of them, without any other students to help, it would be hard to say what would have happened today.
Song Yunchuan's tone was filled with regret: "Yes, but I was still careless. I have to admit that your level is higher than I thought."
"Why do you want to do this? Even if they have made any mistakes, they should be punished by law. You don't have the power to do that at all." Gao Wenwen felt very angry when he saw his indifferent look.
Thinking about the injuries on his body and the fact that the other person was well-dressed, he felt even more uncomfortable.
"Why not? These people are a cancer in society. I'm just helping many people solve potential problems. They're being kept in the dark right now. If they really knew, they'd probably thank me and send me a banner."
There was a strange smile in the corner of Song Yunchuan's eyes, and it was hard to tell whether it was out of pride or for some other reason.
Gao Wenwen wanted to talk back, "Then why don't you dare to tell the world, and only dare to bully others in this small community? Isn't it because you know what you are doing is wrong?"
"If I tell them, they will all hide away and how can I get rid of this harm to the people?" He was unmoved.
Xia Jialian looked at the documents scattered around. They were definitely the product of years of accumulation. "How long have you been in charge here?"
"Well, I can't remember clearly. It should have been a long time." Song Yunchuan pulled out a chair and sat down directly, as if he also wanted to recall the scenes from the recorded time.
But at his age... Xia Jialian wanted to ask again, but when she saw Ding Can shook his head slightly, she stopped talking.
It wasn't safe here. No one could predict what might pop up next. Ding Can simply stayed where he was. "You're doing all this for your father, right? Before you entered the community...what happened to you? Did anyone hurt you?"
"Look, humans always like to make excuses in any situation, whether it's for ourselves or others. We always feel like we need to use something to prove our inner thoughts."
Song Yunchuan spread his hands and said, "It reminds me of those people. They were all the same before they died. They would say anything to get a pardon."
I don’t know whether I’m trying to deceive others or myself.
"You are Song Qi." Ding Can said with certainty.
Song Yunchuan's face finally showed a strange color at this time. He rarely raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you kidding? The community has been established for decades. Song Qi should be an old man. We don't even know whether he is alive or dead. How can he be related to me?"
"That's exactly why I can't guess. From your appearance, you don't look like Song Qi at all. But in the portrait on the second floor, I noticed some similarities between your facial features and Song Qi's. I'm thinking, maybe he is Song Qi's father."
But in Song Yunchuan's previous narration, the person he was talking about was his father who died young due to illness. After eliminating some possibilities, the only possibility left was the one he mentioned.
Gao Wenwen turned his head away in shock: "Did he have plastic surgery?"
But it is still difficult to explain why, in addition to appearance, even age has changed.
Ding Can changed the question: "How did your father pass away?"
Song Yunchuan clenched his fist and said, "Why don't you first listen to how Liangfeng Community has developed to its current state."
Initially, Liangfeng Community was just a very vague idea in Song Qi's mind, because he had seen too many people working hard for their lives but not getting corresponding rewards.
I just thought it would be great if there was a place where people who have truly struggled could find a chance to live a happy life.
There is no need to worry about intrigue and deception in this place. Everyone works hard together to build a home for survival. Although it sounds a bit idealistic and it takes some time to get used to each other, it is not impossible to achieve.
It took a long time from the conception taking shape in my mind to the drafting of many plans, but it was finally perfected.
The capital needed to start the business was almost astronomical for the fledgling Song Qi at the time. He could only run around looking for investments, hoping to meet someone with the same ideas as him.
His career was affected at that time, but his father always gave him silent support and help, allowing him to focus on what he was doing as much as possible without distraction.
Even if you encounter obstacles at every turn, it doesn't matter. Thinking that you have your family as your support, no matter how hard and tiring you are, you can temporarily hide away in a place where they are not seen.
Fortunately, the downturn did not last long. Someone took a fancy to this project and signed the first letter of intent for investment. After Song Qi informed his family of the news, he couldn't wait to go home.
The scene of that day is still very clear to me. It was the dead of winter and there had been a heavy snowfall the day before. Under the sunlight, everything was bright, as if the road ahead was as bright as before.
Song Qi got off the bus one stop early at home and went to buy his father's favorite dessert.
Due to health reasons, my father can't eat too much sweet food, so he is careful about it on weekdays, but today is a special day, so it's okay to indulge himself a little.
Carrying the bag, Song Qi's steps were lighter than before. The snow on the ground had been compacted, but he could still feel a slight sinking sensation when he stepped on it.
When I turned the last corner, because the visibility was clearer due to the snow, I saw the group of people gathered in front of me at first sight.
Near the roadside, someone was lying on the ground, looking like he had fainted.
Someone was walking by, muttering something: "I heard it was a hit-and-run. I don't know if he can be saved."
"The roads have been slippery lately, and there have been quite a few traffic accidents in the past two days. Sigh... I'll go back and ask everyone at home to be careful."
Before going over, Song Qi had a bad feeling in his heart, and his heart sank even more when he saw clearly the clothes of the person lying there.
They had just greeted each other a few hours ago, how did it turn out like this? The bag fell from his hand, and he ran forward frantically, squeezing through the crowd. When he saw that pale face, his brain became unable to think.
My father was still holding the bag tightly in his hand. He bought a cake from the same dessert shop. No need to think about it, it was because of the phone call I made before I went home that made him think of buying a cake to celebrate together.
A feeling of guilt spread from the bottom of his heart. Song Qi hugged the cold body. There was no breath of life left. Blood oozes out from the wound and mixes with the snow to form a light red color.
But with so many people here, why doesn't anyone think of helping?
Song Qi raised his head and looked at the crowd of onlookers, most of whom were silent. He still remembered their eyes: cold, pitiful, curious and surprised, but no one really wanted to help.
Even though they each thought someone had called an ambulance, no one dialed for help.
After that, every time Song Qi thought about it, he felt that if medical staff had come just fifteen minutes earlier, no, just five minutes earlier, the outcome might have been different. Even if there were any sequelae, he hoped that his father could be by his side.
But because of the indifference of others, there was no chance to snatch back any time from the hands of death.
Under Song Qi's condemnation, those people refused to help each other, saying that they thought someone present would definitely call the police, so they stopped calling and wasted police resources, so as not to affect more people in the city who needed treatment.
Song Qi could never accept such a reason and was determined to make those indifferent people pay the price one day. In addition to them, there would be all the people in the world with the same dark hearts.
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