Chapter 69 Incident
In the afternoon, watching Mo Ke leave from the wall, Bai Jingxuan stood up from the shade and stretched gently. She patted her jeans a few times, picked up the book in her hand, and turned to leave the courtyard.
Strangely enough, it seemed that she hadn't seen anyone in the welfare home since noon today.
Although the courtyard where she and Mo Ke met was relatively remote, there were many people in the welfare home after all, and someone would happen to pass by. Usually, when she wanted to chat with Mo Ke, she had to lower her voice, pay close attention to the movements in the corridor, and shut up immediately when she saw someone coming.
Because Mo Ke said that ordinary people can't see fairies, and if she chats with Mo Ke here, others will just think she is talking to the air.
Bai Jingxuan didn't want to be misunderstood like this. Although she didn't reject living in an orphanage, she still hoped to be adopted. If she was considered mentally ill because of "talking to the air", her only remaining hope would be ruined.
But today, she was staring at the corridor and didn't notice anyone passing by.
This situation was a bit abnormal, but not particularly strange, so Bai Jingxuan didn't take it too seriously.
Is today a special day or any event?
She just thought this, holding her book in her arms, and walked slowly in the corridor.
The room where Bai Jingxuan usually rests is some distance away from this courtyard, and she needs to pass through an entire sanatorium building in between. The only advantage is that considering her illness, the room is arranged on the first floor and there is no need to climb stairs.
A person was walking in a relatively quiet corridor, her eyes looking through the glass window at the office building across the patio.
Faintly, she seemed to see several dark figures flash by.
"That floor, as I remember it, is..."
Looking in that direction, she finally felt something was wrong, and then she quickened her pace.
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Liu Wenqin has been the director of Fangting City No. 1 Welfare Home for ten years.
She couldn't say that she knew this welfare home very well, but she had memorized its equipment configuration and personnel distribution.
There are more than 400 employees, and she can't remember every name, but if it is just the people in charge of various departments in the hospital, she is very familiar with each one.
So, when she wanted the entire welfare home to shut down and for everyone to stop resisting, she only needed a few phone calls to do it.
"Yes, Sister Lan, that's right. Don't resist them. That's right. Anyway, you should tell the guys in your room to calm down. They won't use violence before that."
After finishing the last phone call and putting down the phone in her hand, Liu Wenqin breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she looked at the man standing in front of the filing cabinet, suppressed her panic and fear, and said as calmly as possible: "I have done what you said. When do you plan to leave?"
The man in front of her heard her words and slowly turned his body towards her, revealing his full appearance:
This is a tall and thin man with a pale face and a scar on his eyebrow.
He looked to be in his 20s, with a relatively youthful look, and had a small moustache that made him look a bit sinister. His hair was a bit long and was braided into a small braid at the back of his head. For some reason, there were a few strands of purple in his jet-black hair.
The man was wearing a black robe with strange words on it that Liu Wenqin couldn't understand, forming a golden, evil pictogram. Although it was impossible to tell what it was, it made people feel uneasy just from a distance.
——"It's a wise decision. I want to applaud you, Ms. Liu."
He had an ambiguous smile on his face and said in a somewhat strange voice: "A few calls you made will save thousands of lives. You are a true welfare director. I respect you very much."
"Then could you please set an example and stop letting your men embarrass a group of lonely, disabled, old and young people?"
Liu Wenqin felt her hands trembling, but she still insisted: "They can't possibly resist you. No one here will be able to resist you. Just take whatever you want. Why kill people?"
The reason why she said this was because at this moment, at the door of her office, a sturdy man in a guard uniform was leaning against the door frame, his head lowered, a baton in his hand, blood flowing down his guard uniform, and there was only a hole in his heart.
That was the security chief of the welfare home. After noticing the accident, he rushed to the director's office and tried to resist the man in black robe.
He was fearless and strong, and he was no match for the troublemakers he encountered in the courtyard. Therefore, even though he knew that the man in front of him was strange, he was not afraid and rushed towards the man directly. However, his bravery was in vain in front of the black-robed man, and he was killed by some unknown force in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ground at the door.
Afterwards, the group of black-robed men who followed the man dispersed and went to various places in the orphanage, killing those who dared to stand up and resist with bloody and cruel methods. They also forced Liu Wenqin to pass the signal of "submission without killing" to various departments, thus quickly controlling the entire welfare home.
"For efficiency, ma'am."
Facing Liu Wenqin's questioning, the man spoke very politely, but his words were blunt: "We need to resolve the potential danger as quickly as possible - for example, if you don't hang up the phone call to the Strategy Bureau right now, there will be no more living people in this welfare home. Please believe me, we will act faster than the Strategy Bureau can get here."
Liu Wenqin's heart tightened when she heard this, and her hands, which had been placed behind the desk, also paused. She looked at the man in doubt, then looked at the screen of her mobile phone in a somewhat dejected manner, and hung up the phone with reluctance.
"You are simply a bunch of devils!"
After giving up asking the Strategy Bureau for help, she angrily accused: "You know exactly what kind of people those elderly people and children here are. If you still have a little conscience as a human being, how can you bear to do something to them?"
"What kind of people? Of course I know. To put it simply, they are a bunch of pitiful people, aren't they?"
The black-robed man smiled and spread his hands: "Children who have lost their loved ones, elderly people who have no one to take care of them, many of them are disabled, and some even have trouble taking care of themselves. It's really sad."
"It's just, poor guy, haha, poor guy."
He changed the subject and began to chant as if he were on a pilgrimage: "Who in this world is not a pitiful person? Those without glory are useless in life. After death, they become nutrients and receive the grace of God. Even if they really die, they should thank me. At least at this moment, they are with the grace of God."
When saying these words, the man's expression was extremely pious and faithful, as if these were his true thoughts, even though such thoughts seemed complete nonsense to ordinary people.
"You want them to thank you? That's unreasonable. You are really a lunatic..."
Liu Wenqin's eyes widened, her throat moving slightly. She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, as if she was looking at a monster: "What on earth do you want to do by coming here?"
This question made the man stop chanting.
He put down his hands, looked at Liu Wenqin behind the desk with some lack of interest, and said in a strange voice:
"To be honest, although killing everyone here only takes time for us, you met my request and did not let the Strategy Bureau interrupt our meeting. In that case, I don't mind showing some small kindness among the mediocre values."
"Our people have already started searching this orphanage, so it doesn't matter if you continue to hide the truth. But you have to know that when we find the target ourselves, the answer you know will lose its corresponding value."
"So, I will ask you the question I asked you when we first met again, and I hope you can give me a good answer this time."
He slowly walked towards Liu Wenqin's desk, ignoring her attempts to retreat, lowered his head, placed his hand on his left eye, and exaggeratedly pulled open his eyelids:
"This is the last time I ask you a question. Tell me, Ms. Liu, is there a girl here who has lost her left eye?"
(End of this chapter)
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