Chapter 40 Only the truth can move people’s hearts
This lady cleverly used the existence of "Yokohama" to stir up people's anger. They may have had confusion in the past, but they didn't know where their suffering came from. They could only try their best to survive and vent their pain. Especially this group of people here now.
Some people who were observing secretly also became serious. Some of them were watching here with remote playback devices. Previously, they were just wondering about the unusual behavior of the Port Mafia, but now they immediately sounded the alarm. Someone swept away the accumulated documents on the desk, and he shouted, "What is she trying to do by inciting these people? What is her purpose?"
Isabel looked at the crowd with emotion. She seemed to have become one of them. She stared at them and said loudly, "I see it. I see your sadness and anger, as well as your unity and courage. You are the strongest group of people in this city. The painful past has not been able to defeat you. It has fallen on you again and again, and you have stood up again, twice, and three times. You are not just doing this for yourselves." Her voice trembled. "This is why I am so moved!"
She emphasized this sentence again.
The people from the detective agency were also watching here with modern equipment, and they heard everything she said. Miyazawa Kenji asked naively, "Is everything she said true?"
Dr. Yosano didn't say anything. Kunikida buried his head as if taking notes. Tanizaki Junichiro looked left and right. The president put his clothes on his back. He folded his hands, closed his eyes, and finally said, "The relationship between me and that guy is true."
"It's all true!" Edo Rankawa Ayumu said anxiously, "Whether it's about the president and that Mori Ogai guy, or the 'Three Quarters Concept'." He lowered his eyes slightly, revealing a deep look that was rarely revealed.
"Only truth can move people's hearts." He said seriously, "There is not a single falsehood in this lady's mouth except her own feelings."
The president opened his eyes. "Some problems are there. We have made the best choice we can. Not avoiding them is also a kind of progress. I can only say that, yes, she said most of the current situation in Yokohama. But," he suddenly changed the subject and said in a low voice, "this is not a reason for her to take advantage of us Yokohama people. No matter what she wants to do, we can't let her get it easily. This land can no longer accommodate more conspiracies."
"Yes!" Tanizaki Junichiro's confused mind cleared up, Kunikida finally put down his pen, and they responded together.
"We need to save ourselves," Isabel said, standing on the stage, like a heroic general about to go to war. Her gorgeous long skirt was her armor and her sturdy long umbrella was her sword. "We must save ourselves, because apart from us, no one will pay attention to this land that has nothing to do with them."
“This is the realization that came to me when I stood at the highest point of Moribo Street and looked down at the streets that tumbled down layer by layer,” she said. “This city has suffered too much, and that is its most painful wound. This city has 3,719,500 people, and that is just one of its 18 blocks.”
"Yes, it is one eighteenth of the city. If we use simple multiplication and division, it has 206,600 people. I know I shouldn't calculate it this way, but how else can I calculate it?" She said coldly, "The government is avoiding it, and the citizens are staying away from it. It seems to be forgotten there. There is no rescue, no comfort, and no reconstruction. It is like an ugly scar, deeply engraved in the corner of this city. But there were people living there!"
She shouted loudly, and there was silence everywhere, as if the anger just now was just an illusion, but no one would think it was fake, because if you look closely, you can see pairs of eyes that are too bright.
"No one knows how I felt at the time. I watched the people below living in a daze, fighting in poverty and dirt just to compete with their own kind for a little food. The light number on the paper suddenly pressed down on me like a mountain. For the first time, I felt the real weight." She closed her eyes and finally shed tears: "With so many people, even if they were to move the bodies, it would take a very, very long time, right?"
"I saw a tombstone with a line of small words engraved on it, 'Death will come sooner or later, but yours came too early.' There was weeds in front of the tomb, and only the toy plane left by my father was exposed in the dust with its broken wings."
"I saw a girl coming to commemorate her lost lover. She had parted with him here and had not seen him for fourteen years. She came here every year because she had promised him a wedding. And one night fourteen years later, she decided to jump from here because her parents were also killed in a conflict during the day."
"I also saw the young man seeing off an old woman. The old woman walked into this street. Her husband and three other children were all sleeping in this land. She is old now, and time can no longer support her living in this world. She just wants to reunite with the rest of her family and be buried together in her own home." A man in the crowd looked up suddenly.
"I have seen much more, and I know much more," she said softly. "I know that some things are tacitly understood by everyone, just like the origin of suffering is not without reason."
"But," she suddenly roared, and some people's hearts jumped. She said angrily: "How could such a large explosion happen for no reason! Why should we pay for the incompetence of some people!"
The scene became chaotic, with some people shouting, as if they were expressing the voices that had been accumulating in their hearts for too long.
"She's really brave enough to say that," Dazai crossed his arms, and something seemed to flash in his iris-colored eyes: "Is this the courage of a foreigner?"
"It's just that, if you tear off the wound that's already oozing pus," he stretched out his hand, and it seemed as if his hand touched something, "some people will feel pain."
The man wearing a hat next to him lowered his head and pulled the brim of his hat down to cover his eyebrows and eyes.
In a certain organization, everyone was silent. The bald boss was very well-mannered. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Don't say this. If it gets out, she might not be able to leave this city."
The man with glasses next to him asked, "How does she know so much?"
"Yeah," another person leaned forward and said, "She even made up those stories that sounded very touching, but everyone knows that she just came to this city, haha."
The bald boss and the man with glasses looked at him together, with strange emotions in their eyes. The male employee's smile froze: "Why, did I say something wrong?"
The two of them turned their heads back and stopped looking at him.
"From then on, I decided to do something," Isabel said after taking a breath. "I studied the history of this city, looked through the secrets hidden beneath the surface, and dug out the causes of all the chaos. I tried every possible way, but all I came up with were some long and uncertain methods."
"But no, the suffering cannot continue, because every slackness means someone is stepping into tragedy," she said, "I want change, I want salvation, I also want you to make your voice heard, I want to find hope for this city, but the existence of Leibo Street makes me anxious, it just stands there, making every thought of mine seem like a joke. If it still exists, it means that all my methods are like the moon in the mirror, just passing by lightly, and have never brought any healing to this city."
"But then one day, I suddenly figured it out," she said very calmly. "If I can't get around it, then I won't get around it. I decided to face it head-on. I'll use whatever caused it to eliminate it."
"Yes, I want to revive Leibo Street."
"Including the 206,600 people who died on it, and the many people who died because of it."
“This is my gift to this city and my biggest response to those in this country who have been turning a blind eye.”
"If we want to save it, we must save it from all the trauma it has suffered. All the comfort from those who come after is nothing more than beautiful words that cannot be felt, and is not as resolute and powerful as a single action. If death is a tragedy, then it is better not to let them die."
Quiet, very quiet. Dazai Osamu looked here and he didn't move.
Everyone couldn't believe what they heard. Their fiery gazes faded, and now they looked at Isabel as if she were a golden-haired monster. She seemed to have suddenly broken the boiling atmosphere that she had just tried so hard to create.
After a long while, someone shouted angrily: "What are you talking about?! Are you trying to insult those dead people?"
He angrily threw something onto the stage, and a flash of shining knife light flashed, and the object was split into two equal halves. Kojima Nanako, whose hands and feet turned into swords, landed on the platform. She looked down coldly, and the look in her eyes was frightening.
Isabel didn't say anything either, she just played an audio clip.
"Are you sure you want to offer a reward of 7 billion? This is not a small amount." This was a male voice with a hint of coldness.
"But compared to █, it's nothing, right?" This time it was a graceful female voice. She said, "Who would have thought that a small island country would have clues about █?"
The man laughed. "Yes, compared to the British Clocktower Pages, they are nothing. █ can rewrite everything in reality. For it, even if we go to war with that country, it is worth it."
The woman smiled. "No, a war is not that easy to start. Besides, we have to wait until the clues are confirmed. The group has also joined in. With their military strength, the city cannot resist."
"Then I'll wait and see." The man laughed meaningfully: "The power of █ that can rewrite all reality."
The conference hall exploded immediately, and this time it was a real explosion, and everyone was going crazy. They couldn't understand it for a moment.
"You deserve to die, Fyodor!" Dazai Osamu couldn't help but say when he heard the familiar voice. He even emphasized "rewriting reality" twice!
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