Chapter 128
Jiaming nodded.
The young man said to him, "I hope you can be the national teacher. Anyway, I see that given the current situation, we cannot completely overthrow the corrupt system in a short period of time. Even if we are willing, those aristocratic families will not be willing. Even if those aristocratic families are willing, the old ministers of the previous dynasty will not agree. If even they agree, we will have to consider the local big landlords."
He sneered and said, "Don't underestimate those landlords. Although they are not in a prosperous place, they are not easy to deal with. If you really take a look, you will be shocked. What kind of people can be so heartless and plunder countless people's money to build such a big house, such a beautiful scenery, and such good food.
And the many servants who pride themselves on the mere fact that they had ever had the possibility of entering it.
I don't understand how they can be so careless, handing over their own things as if they belong to someone else, and being amazed when they see them in someone else's home, and would rather take pride in else's things than to someone find a way to deal with the damned things themselves."
Jiaming smiled and said, "What you said reminds me of a story in a book."
The young man was a little curious: "What's this story? You remember it now!"
Jiaming said: "A man went to a store and stole someone's shoes, then went to a store and stole someone's bread, then went to a store and stole someone's clothes, and finally went to a jewelry store and stole a bunch of expensive gold and silver jewelry. He was quickly caught, but no one could find the things he took away, no matter how hard they looked.
When the authorities wanted to interrogate him, they asked him, why did you steal?
He said, I'm not stealing, I'm taking what's mine.
The official asked, "You are talking nonsense. How could you possibly take your own things from someone else's shop?" You are clearly making a fuss! How dare you disturb the court? I will give you 20 lashes first!"
Even after being beaten, he still refused to change his words. Someone nearby whispered to the official that maybe this man had a brain disease and was corrupted from the beginning, not just after entering our door. He could go out and ask someone. If others are the same, then that's good. This man has gone crazy a long time ago, a madman, and there is no need to worry about him.
Because when it comes to a madman, the official has plenty of power. He can kill him or let him go, and no one will say anything to him.
However, the official said with a sad face, "We haven't found the things yet. Even if we kill him, it will be useless. How can we afford to pay for it? Even if it is not our fault, it has fallen into our hands now and we can't get rid of it. When the time comes, the mud of hell will stick to our trousers and legs, and we can't wash it off. If we are not evil, we will be witches."
Menzi grumbled, saying that we didn't take the things and we didn't use them, so why should we compensate them?
The official said, "You don't understand. It's because we didn't take the things that this matter is difficult to handle. If we took it, it doesn't matter whether we return it or not. If someone else took it, it would be a minor mistake under our rule. They will catch us by the tail and scold us. It's okay to just scold us, but if a fight breaks out, what should we do? It's not that we can't win, it's that we can't fight."
If we beat them and hurt them, it would be our fault. If we were hurt, we wouldn't be able to do anything. If we didn't beat them, that would be the best, but it might not be the case. They won't necessarily follow our wishes. If they cared about us, they wouldn't blame us for this. They are looking for us now because they want us to show our attitude.
But who can make a madman give an attitude that meets his requirements?
The official couldn't do it, and neither could his men. They all sighed and continued to interrogate their subordinates.
Mr. Guan asked, why do you think so?
The man said, because bakers have no soft and fresh bread to eat, shoemakers have no shoes that are not broken, clothes makers have no clothes that are not washed and tattered, and jewelry makers are not covered in gold and silver, this world is unfair, and this country has been sick for a long time. I urgently need to do something, I need to do something.
Maybe I cannot change everything, but I can change myself. As you can see, I am here now, proving that what I do is still valuable. At least, you know nothing and can continue to be foolish and ignorant, but I don't have to be like that. I have saved myself from the evil sea of suffering, I have escaped from the pain and joy of the world, and God is smiling mercifully behind me.
God is watching me, and I am happy about that.
The official said to the doorman, "Did you see that? He has gone mad and now has become a Christian."
Menzi said that if he was really a Christian, it would not be a bad thing, and he could pull out the radish and bring out the mud, and even put a lot of people in jail, so he could finally explain himself.
Mr. Guan said that it would be great if that were the case. He didn't even tell me where his things were hidden, so if you asked him where they were, he would not be able to tell you.
The doorman said, "Oh, who cares if he says it or not? He is here with us. We will tell the outside world that he has admitted it. Others don't know. Let someone write a piece of paper and list his crimes. Hold him down and make him put his fingerprints on it. That means he has admitted it. There are witnesses and physical evidence. It's great. He can't turn over. What are you afraid of?"
Mr. Guan looked at him and smiled, "Good boy, you have thought it through carefully. So you know all this. If I had known that you knew so much, I would not have worried about this matter."
The people below close their eyes and rest, knowing that they don't care what they say or think, so they don't waste any of their energy.
The people above him did not let him off easily. The official slammed the table and asked him, "You are talking nonsense, do you know that? There is no God in the world. Even if there is, it has never appeared. If you have the ability, make it appear in front of me, then I will believe it."
The man did not jump up like an enraged lion, but replied calmly, It doesn't matter, God doesn't care about those who don't believe in Him, God doesn't care about those who don't exist, God doesn't care about those who are full of sin, God doesn't care about those who deserve to die, God doesn't care…
Mr. Guan blinked his eyes and thought that this man was indeed a madman. He was just wondering why this man didn't get emotional like other fanatics when they heard others mention that their gods were bad or didn't exist. Those fanatics were more or less angry, but the one in front of him didn't. He was definitely not an authentic believer. Maybe it was just a difference in doctrine, then there would be no problem.
He said, whether you admit it or not, I will definitely get this done. It is useless if you are unwilling. Thank you for your help. Just sign your name and put your stamp on it. It will be your death sentence someday and the matter will be over. You can go to see your God.
The official waved his hand and asked the doorman to take paper and pen to the man. The man closed his eyes and did nothing. Everyone looked at each other and then at the official. The official sighed and said, since he is so ignorant, just hold him down and make him press a red handprint on the paper first, and then talk.
The man struggled, but a group of people came over and he could not struggle. He could only lie on the ground silently, muttering to himself. When the doormen went to listen, they heard him repeating the same words, "God is watching me, God is watching me, God is watching me."
Menzi shivered and felt a little cold. He touched his arms and found them covered with goose bumps. He murmured, "It's so creepy."
Sure enough, whenever someone believes in something, there is always something weird about it, otherwise, they would not give up their faith so easily.
After collecting the evidence, the official looked at it and had the doorman take the man away and lock him up again. He then thought of a way to send his servant to deliver a letter to give an explanation. By coincidence, at this moment, he noticed that the things the man had taken all belonged to the same family, and all the stores the man had broken into all belonged to the same company, which was opened by that family.
At this point, things were much easier to handle. The official clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, now there is one more charge. Let's say that he was jealous and hateful, despised the poor and loved the rich, and deliberately took revenge. He is a complete villain. In this way, there is no possibility or problem of overturning the verdict." Hahahaha.
The letter was sent and the man was locked up. There were other people in that man's prison. They asked him how he got in. He told them, and they all shook their heads and sighed for him.
The first prisoner said, I want to buy a house, but I can't have only the first installment. The money bank recommended a lender to me and said, "It's a deal, as long as I don't get out of the deal and get back the money, I will lend it to you."
However, the house was not completed, and the builder ran away. I was helpless. I looked for help everywhere, but it was useless. The previous house was gone, and the current house was still gone. I was desperate, and the bank even wanted to collect the debt from me. I said, my house has become a ruin, why should I borrow money? I won't lend it now.
They said to me, "No, you signed the agreement, you also put your fingerprints and signed your name, don't you remember? Our agreement clearly states that no matter whether you want to buy a house or not, and no matter whether you have bought the house or not, we will lend you money and you need to pay us back every month."
You can't deny your debt. To be honest, we are law-abiding people. If you do this, we have no choice but to send you to the court. If you lose the lawsuit, you will definitely go to jail. You might as well just endure it now.
I was furious when I heard this. I would pay back the money I borrowed, but I don't have a house, so why would I borrow money? They didn't explain it to me clearly before, and now they are saying this to me. It's all nonsense. They want my money but don't want to give me my house. I have done everything according to the legal procedures, so why do I end up losing both my money and my life? Because the law is unreasonable!
The man asked, "What happened next? How did you get in?"
The first prisoner said, I was desperate. I couldn’t pay back the money, and I had no place to live. I couldn’t leave, and I couldn’t go on like this. I felt very depressed. One day when I got up at night, I met a thief who had stolen some things and was hiding the stolen money. He saw me, and I saw him, and we were both stunned for a moment. He shouted at me, "Catch the thief!" His voice startled the people around him.
The people around me thought I was the one who stole the things and wanted to catch me. I couldn't hold back my anger and fought with them.
I beat someone to death, I don't know who he was, and the court sentenced me to murder, so I was put in jail. Not long after, I was executed. This is good, because after I die, I don't have to pay back the money, and I can't pay it back anyway. It's very good.
He smiled and looked crazy.
That’s right, who wouldn’t be crazy in a place like this?
The second prisoner sighed and said, "I went to school in the past. It was clearly written in the books that the law is a tool for the ruling class to maintain social stability. My classmates also said to me, 'Look, these things are clearly stated. They are not afraid of us. Even if we are wronged, we cannot complain. Even if we complain, we can only complain to them. Do you really think there is fairness? You know shit.'"
I asked at the time, how is it unfair?
He answered me, "I still say the same thing. If a person is both a referee and a player, do you believe that he is selfless? Do you believe that he is not targeting you? Do you believe that he will not harm you? Do you believe that he is just, kind, fair and honest? Bullshit! If you believe that, you are mentally ill. No matter what happens, it is ridiculous to put your heart and life in the hands of others. It is equivalent to being dead. I am dead now."
I asked him, why don’t you commit suicide?
He said, "Why don't I die? I've already died. If I die again, it's just another death. But I won't die so easily. If I die like this, wouldn't it be a shame for me to have read these books and met those people? Those shameless people should have died long ago. I'm going to die, and before I die, I'm going to find a way to kill them all. If this batch is not good, I'll do it for the next batch."
I asked him, but you can't control what happens in a few years, right? What if this happens again?
He said, it doesn’t matter, there were still people like me at that time.
I asked him, what if people change and nothing changes?
He said that people like me will never change.
I asked him, where do you think the root cause is?
He said, "It's the same everywhere. I won't be able to see in this lifetime anyway. What good do you think it is? Just having fun is enough."
I didn't say anything else. Later, he really lit a fire and burned the government office to ashes, not caring about anything else. It was really satisfying.
However, in his eyes, everyone is equally hateful. He does not care about others, nor does he think those people are innocent. He only thinks that some people deserve to die and should die immediately, while others also deserve to die but can live a little longer.
Don’t you think that social stability always requires the sacrifice of certain pawns?
The man asked, how did you get in?
The second prisoner smiled bitterly and said, "My sister and I were too poor when we were young to go to school. We had a big fight with our family and ran away. We were told that we had found a job and we were all very happy. I didn't go to school at that time because there was a famine and our family couldn't afford to eat. We had to look for food everywhere, asking people for favors, using connections, saying nice things, and being humble and servile. It was disgusting to the core."
I wanted to go find my sister, and my parents agreed. I found my sister, but she was dead. The day I arrived, the government officer told me that my sister was raped when she went out at night. She reported the case to the government, and the government asked her to go to the doctor's pharmacy for a check-up and submit the results of the check-up report as evidence. She had taken a bath before going to the government, so they had to take off her pants and ask her to open her legs so that they could check her insides. They also had to keep a portrait and a written description of the case.
I asked, what else?
The officer told me that my sister would need to work with a group of people from all levels of the government to re-enact what happened at that time.
My sister was so annoyed that she chose not to report the crime. She also did not want to be examined, have evidence recorded, or be watched as she replayed the incident, so she ran away. Everyone thought she had given up, but who knew that she would actually commit suicide. When I arrived, her body was already cold and even stiff, and it was emitting a foul smell before it was discovered. The neighbors contacted the government, and the government sent officers to investigate.
I was able to meet the official, and my neighbor also told the landlord. My sister had no house and was in an unfamiliar place, so she had to rent a place from others. Now she died here, and people have a lot to say.
They said she was dressed in a flirtatious way, that she had a bad nature, that she must have gone to the authorities to report the case because she had a quarrel with someone, that she slandered others when she failed to conclude a deal, and that when she found out that the authorities did not listen to her, she wanted to use her life to slander the authorities, that she was just making a mountain out of a molehill and had a bad temper, that she deserved to die, that she must have deceived others and suddenly changed her mind when she felt guilty, but she did not dare to say it out loud, so she died...
He remembered every word clearly, it was incredible that he could still remember it now. He didn't look like he had just been in prison today.
The second prisoner's face was covered with blood, his entire face was red, veins on his forehead bulged, he closed his eyes and tried to control himself by saying that the owner of the house came and found someone dead, and said that it would be difficult to rent out the house in the future, and asked me to compensate him. I grabbed the woman by the collar and said, you have to pay for my sister's life first. She said that she died on her own and it had nothing to do with her.
I asked, if it has nothing to do with you, why do you want me to compensate you? You don't want to compensate for my sister's life, but you want me to compensate for your house? Explain clearly.
She started yelling at me, saying that I was unreasonable, that my sister and I were indeed a hateful person from the same mother, and that everyone in my family must be like this, asking for money but having none, no wonder I had to sell myself even though I was so poor.
I really couldn't bear it any longer, so I hit her. She started screaming, and even her husband was yelling. Her husband started fighting with me. Although I was injured, I kicked her husband to a pulp. She cried and said that everyone saw it and that I was being unreasonable. She said that my sister must be the same kind of person and that she deserved to die. She owed others money and refused to pay it back. She kept yelling a bunch of nonsense for a long time.
I wanted to kill them all at that time, but I was held down. After all, there were police officers around. I didn't know where they were when my sister was murdered, and I didn't know where they were when my sister died, but now they are here. It's ridiculous, ridiculous. They locked me up, and then went to look for the couple. It seemed that they had changed their residence.
But when I arrived, they were still saying bad things about my sister, saying that she was untidy, undisciplined and decadent.
I really couldn't bear it any longer, so I killed them all and then turned myself in to the government, because I knew that the government was useless when it came to punishing evil and promoting good, but they were very good at aiding and abetting evil. I couldn't run away or escape, so it was better for me to die early and be reborn. The government checked the cases and laws and said that for people like me who thought I was avenging my relatives, I could have my sentence reduced.
However, if you kill one person, you have to pay for your life. If you kill two people, even if you get a reduced sentence, you still have to chop off one head, unless I only killed one person.
So, I had no choice but to come in. I had to face the consequences and soon I would go to see my sister. As for my parents, I heard that they were pregnant with a new baby, and when they give birth, they won’t remember us brothers and sisters, which is a good thing. We will all go our own way and have our own sufferings, and we will have nothing to do with each other in the future.
The man looked at the third prisoner and asked, what about you?
The third prisoner said, my story is not as complicated as theirs, it is very simple, one day, my wife and I were walking on the road, preparing to go out for something to eat, when we were standing near the door of a grocery store, a group of hooligans ran out and teased my wife, saying something like "Who are you showing off to? Why don't you let me touch you, you stinky rotten thing?" and they started to use their hands and feet on her.
When my wife scolded them, they didn't care. When my wife hit them, they all refused to leave, just like wild cats seeing fish.
I went there immediately and scolded them, but they still didn't listen, so I beat them. They shouted that they would report to the police, so they went to the government. The government came looking for my husband and me. My wife was so angry that she had a miscarriage. She insisted on going with me to the doctor's pharmacy. She couldn't even get up, so I had to carry her on my back. When we got there, they made us both kneel down. On the other side were thugs.
I told the official what happened, and he said that we shouldn't have beaten them, because if we didn't beat them, we were in the right, and if we beat them, we were not in the right, especially after they ran away, I still chased them and beat them, so it was my fault, so I had to be locked up. One of them had died, so I should be sentenced to death, and I was locked up here.
My wife was sobbing and gasping for breath. She told me that she would definitely find a way to get me out, but how long could I wait here? How long could she wait for me outside? It’s not that I didn’t believe her. The truth is, there’s no point in living like this for even one more day. I don’t think there’s any point in continuing. Even if I can get out after a dozen years, what’s the point?
I have been in prison for more than ten years. I have been sentenced to death by the government. Even if it was later changed to life imprisonment, then to fixed-term imprisonment, and then released without guilt, I have been in prison. Who will hire me if I go out to work? How can I survive without a job? After I get out, will I rely on my wife? That would be too miserable for her.
I encountered those gangsters, and also encountered such a ruthless husband like me, and also encountered such a world. I don't know if you know that there is a law in the government that if you go to prison, there will be a record left, and this record will be announced every once in a while. Anyone with a record will not be allowed to be hired even if they are released.
Unless it is a place where people have been recorded by the government and can be used as prisons, but in those places, everyone is mentally ill, even more mentally ill than here. If I stay with them, I will probably be sentenced to death soon.
Although it is other people's freedom not to go to prison, but if I go to prison and then I have to get out, I need a job. I cannot survive without a job, and if I cannot survive, I will still go to prison. Neither the law nor the government considers this issue at all. It's as if a person will die if he goes to prison. If they are so confident, why don't they just kill him directly?
Even the most vicious evil gods would not do such a thing as showing hypocritical kindness.
Disgusting.
On the one hand, they worry that if people commit suicide after being imprisoned, it will arouse public anger that cannot be controlled. On the other hand, they use the environment to force people to die. At the same time, they also publicize how great they are both internally and externally, saying that no case is unsolved, that they are diligent and pious, that people are the most important, that the world is at peace, and that the seas and rivers are peaceful.
Oh, now the water in the Haihe River is clear too, that’s great, it is indeed a natural disaster followed by a man-made disaster, first the natural disaster and then the man-made disaster, they all happened at the same time.
We will all die together sooner or later. I don’t care when they die. I just need to know that they will definitely die, and that it will not be a natural death. Then I will be happy.
In their eyes, we are not even human beings. What can we say? They'd better die now. Otherwise, don't force me to go out and ask them to die.
The fourth prisoner said, I am much luckier than you. My sister was too poor, so she went to work in a wine shop. But the wine shop didn’t make it clear that she could only work at night. The shop also asked her to wear very little clothes to seduce customers to pay. My father said that once she took the wrong road and saw the situation inside, it was like a demon cave and scared her to death.
Later he remembered and said that he seemed to see someone inside who looked very much like my sister, and asked me to go and see. So I went to see, and it was true. When she saw me, she was a little embarrassed and asked me how I knew the place and went there. I said I was going to see her. She asked what was the matter. I asked if the money she gave to the family came from there. She said yes. I asked why she couldn't find another job.
She said that she couldn't read, didn't like taking exams, and learned things slower than others.
She wanted to work as a porter at the dock, but people saw that she was a woman and said she was not strong enough and didn't want her. She wanted to work as a packager in a cake shop instead. People had agreed to the job, but when she went back, there were already two people, one older and one younger, both women. When she asked them what was going on, they just said to come back tomorrow.
In order to work as a female worker in a newly opened machine factory, she had to pay for a physical examination first, and they said she was not healthy and therefore not qualified.
I wanted to work as a waiter in a hotel. They originally agreed that I could go, but when I arrived at the place, they said, "No, I'm not the one hiring you, I'm the boss, I don't want you, you better leave."
When I wanted to work as a waiter in a big hotel, they said they had no background, no connections, and their personalities were not suitable.
If you want to be a doorman for someone else, either they only want men, or you won't be able to do it if you don't have the skills.
When I wanted to dress someone, they said I didn't know how to do it, took one look at me and let me go.
What's the use? Do you think there's still room for choosiness?
I knew that I couldn't blame her since I had taken her money, and I also knew that what she said was true, but I was still afraid that this would be known to others. She saw it and said to me, it's okay, she wore different clothes when she went out, she looked different, and she wouldn't go out like that and go home. So I left, and then I heard that she was dead, I didn't know how she died, I thought she was sick.
However, when I arrived at the place, those people told me that she was forced to drink alcohol, drank too much, and did not see a doctor in time, so she died.
I was very surprised because she never drank so easily before and it was impossible for her to lose control and get drunk to death.
I asked what happened, and someone who had some connection with her said that there was a mentally ill customer with a relatively good status who stopped her and asked her to drink. He told her that she could get paid after drinking one glass, and that she would get paid for as many glasses as she drank. However, she didn't get a chance to stand out at first. She was forced to drink after being pointed out. After drinking, she said she couldn't drink any more, but she was still urged to drink.
That person also said, if you don't drink, you are not giving face. If you dare not drink, you should kneel down and lick the things after other people's pants are taken off. As a result, the person died and no money was given. They staggered away, a group of people showing off their might, as if they had just won a battle.
Fuck them, fuck their ancestors, don't let me catch them, or I'll cut them into pieces. Even if I die, I won't regret it. They deserve to die. Why don't they die? Because they are shameless? Because they have a backer? Because they don't work and play with others and can kill people without paying for their lives? Bullshit! Damn it, how can I vent my anger if I don't kill them?
Even though he thought he was luckier than others, he couldn't help but get angry when he said this, and he almost fainted.
The man then asked the fifth one, how are you?
The fifth prisoner said, "Oh, I am luckier than them. My father killed my mother's two children, a boy and a girl, because he wanted to be with his lover. He killed the children and wanted to pretend that they died on their own. He didn't lie. My mother was very angry and wanted to divorce him. However, when she reported the case to the government, the government said that divorce was not allowed, so my mother had to move out on her own."
Others say I'm a bastard, and my mother says so too. I don't know what's going on, but I think that if I get the chance, I will kill my mother and then turn myself in. After I turn myself in, I will kill everyone here as well. That would be a great thing that is worth celebrating with a drink.
Because my mother was not divorced, my father was still my father. He suddenly found out my address from somewhere, ran to my mother's door, told the neighbors that they were a family and they just had a little quarrel, and then he came in. He waited for my mother to come home, and wanted to kill my mother. My mother didn't want to, so she slapped him in the face. He still didn't listen, so I killed him and came in.
The man asked, I heard that if you kill your parents, the sentence will be heavier?
The fifth prisoner nodded and smiled, "Yes, it's more serious, so I thought it would be a waste not to kill them. If I kill both of them, I am guaranteed to be sentenced to death. It won't take long. If there really is a hell, I will definitely see them in hell. Then, the whole family will be reunited, isn't that great?"
Everyone laughed.
The man said, it was not in vain that I came here, as I met so many like-minded people, which was worth being happy about.
At the end, there is a commentary, saying: The nature is empty and clear, the mind is clear, how did it fall to this point? If it is a crime, it should be a crime, how did it end up meeting today? Be upright and upright yourself, do not make trouble when there is nothing to do, and be restrained in your words, only then can you live a long life. "
The young man frowned. "Oh, something that encourages people to be good? They are all miserable. However, if the book is about the present, then they must be dead. If it is about the past, then it is too arrogant."
Jiaming asked: "Where is the arrogance?"
The young man laughed and said, "Oh, you don't know? Arrogant, died too tragically, killed too cruelly, and spoke too mercilessly."
Jiaming said: "This is just a story. It's not a living groom. It's not a real person. It's not in front of you. You can't do this or that. Isn't it that everyone should just keep silent and be dumb? Everyone is dumb today, dumb tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow there will be a sea of dead people."
The young man exclaimed, "I've never seen you so angry before. If I didn't know you, I would have thought you were the one who was sentenced to death in prison."
Jiaming laughed and said, "I'm not sentenced to death? I was sentenced to death, but I escaped. I still owe debts. Others know to ask me for it, but I don't know who to ask for it. If I die, I can keep silent. If I am mute or have my hands broken, I can keep silent and write. If my brain is broken and I can't think, can't have any ideas, and can't fucking do anything, I can also do nothing.
But I didn't.
What can I do?
I have suffered so much, how can I not speak? Bullshit! They don't feel pain unless the stick hits them. If it happens to them, they will know what pain is. They have the ability to not shed a single tear, but I have the ability to make them cry their hearts out. Let's see who is at fault.
Fuck him.
Those who deserve to die deserve to die.
Don't mess with me here."
The young man nodded: "Okay. Then when you get better, I'll keep the position of the national teacher for you. You can usually take care of things like good weather, natural disasters, man-made disasters, and famine suppression, okay?"
Jiaming said: "If I can live to see that day, I will have it. If I can't live to see that day, then I will die. It doesn't matter. I feel good."
The young man stood up and said, "I won't disturb your rest."
Jiaming asked: "Don't you think this is unfair?"
The young man sneered, "I didn't know that the people above asked whether it was fair or not at the beginning. I only know that they were unfair truly. Just because they were fair sometimes doesn't mean that unfairness doesn't exist at all, right? Just because they reform themselves doesn't mean that mistakes don't exist, right? Why didn't they give the prisoners a chance to reform?"
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