The West in July is sunny. The golden light nourishes this magical land and makes everything thrive.
The door of the basement was opened. The moment the dazzling light came in, the dark basement became bright. Sivarika raised his arm to block the light. He squatted in the corner, his expression was numb, or at a loss.
His beard opened his bleary eyes, rubbed his eyes when he couldn''t figure out the situation, and then thought of something, and his expression became a little wonderful.
As for teachers?
He slept at sivarika''s feet and closed his eyes forever. He had an obvious strangulation mark on his neck and died of mechanical asphyxia. Last night, Dooling''s words doomed three people to enter the basement. Only two people could come out alive, or none of them could.
Originally, sivarika wanted to discuss whether there were any other ways to avoid the death of a person who had to die, but as soon as he entered the basement, the teacher clearly instructed him to kill sivarika.
From the teacher''s point of view, although he is a little stupid, he has a very good advantage, that is, obedience. But he didn''t expect that before that, beard and sivarika were on the wrong platform of the thinking channel in the cabin, which made beard think that the teacher said he was stupid.
Once the fixed thinking is formed, it is difficult to get rid of this deep-rooted impression. Does a person who dislikes him at the bottom of his heart want him to kill a friend who has a good relationship with him?
The script of the play dare not write like that.
At that moment, sivarika started decisively... Then the battle lasted for more than two hours. She never took the initiative and deliberately wanted to kill anyone by herself. Sivarika and beard had the opportunity to kill the teacher several times, but they couldn''t do that. If it weren''t for the teacher who didn''t know where to find a rivet and wanted to stab sivarika, maybe he really couldn''t die.
Finally, sivarika took off his belt and strangled the teacher himself.
The first murder did not have the expected physical desire such as vomiting, only full of anger and irritability, with the intention of wanton surge.
I don''t intend to kill you, but you always want to kill me, then go to hell!
Until sleepiness hit, sivarika, who couldn''t resist at last, sat down and slept for a while in the dual fatigue of spirit and physiology.
The over exposed world in her eyes gradually returned to normal. Sivarika looked at the smiling handsome young man and stood up silently. He glanced at the teacher who would never wake up at his feet and strode towards the stairs. The silent and cold look on his face gradually began to melt, as if melted by the warmth of the sun, showing a smile and a trace of humility.
"Dead?" the Buddha looked at the one lying on the ground and asked.
Sivarika nodded hard, "dead!"
Dufo looked at sivarika carefully, nodded his head a moment later, "go up, boss is waiting for you."
Instead of going directly to see Turin, they were sent by the servant to freshen up and change a set of clean and tidy clothes before they saw Turin reading a newspaper at the table in the restaurant. Both sivarika and his beard showed enough care at this time, because if the man said a light word, someone lost his life, and he didn''t need to do it himself!
It is said that many gossip related to Du Lin gathered into a surging wave, constantly rolling forward and growing in their minds. This is a man who can''t afford and can''t be provoked.
The death of the teacher made sivarika confirm his guess. All this was because they had gone too far before, so Du Lin came back to clean up the mess.
Dooling did not show arrogance, but was very easygoing. He pointed to the two empty chairs and put down the newspaper. "You must be hungry. Let''s eat together. I just have something to do."
They sat rigidly at the table and looked at the rich breakfast on the table. His beard and saliva secreted rapidly. He only thought of delicious food, but sivarika saw something different.
This thing is called the future.
One day, I can live such a life.
He lowered his head to prevent Dooling from noticing the change in his eyes. He was not used to picking up his knife and fork and began to compete with the food on the plate.
When they had almost eaten, Du Lin lit a cigarette and asked slowly, "103 people died, 364 people were injured, and more than 4 million economic losses..." he said with an elusive smile, "can you tell me how all this happened?"
Then sivarika sorted out his ideas and told Doolin the whole story.
In fact, at the beginning, they didn''t really want to smash the labor union. They just wanted to demonstrate and build momentum for the next appeal to the imperial Supreme Court, but often the emotional groups can always create something that is not planned.
In the face of the fierce demonstrators, the workers'' Union locked the door and disappeared. In fact, this is the best way to deal with it. However, from the moment when the first person pushed the locked door, the development of the situation was out of control.
More people joined in this way similar to the use of violence. They soon damaged the door lock that could not have been strong, and then rushed in to hit people and smash things.
What the workers who came here saw was their atrocities. At this time, it was not a problem between immigrants and workers'' unions, but between immigrants and all working classes in the West. Without a strong enough response, the working class will not be able to gain a foothold in the west, and a huge scuffle is imminent.
The police who arrived became the last straw to overwhelm the camels. They asked the immigrants to give up their atrocities and come out for investigation, which made the immigrants feel that the police, society and judges were favoring the native people of the Empire. The accumulated negative emotions finally exploded in a roar and could no longer be controlled.
In two days, the two groups attacked each other. If the state government hadn''t issued a notice and if the situation continued to deteriorate, they would ask the Western military region to send troops to suppress it. Maybe the scuffle could last until now.
Dooling listened carefully and occasionally asked some questions, which was more real and detailed than what he heard from other places.
Finally, Dooling asked, "how do you think we should solve the conflict between the two groups?"
The beard was reluctant to stop eating. The rest of the food was on Doolin''s side. Although he was stupid, he also knew it was Doolin''s and he couldn''t do it.
On the contrary, sivarika was thinking seriously. He had about twenty or thirty seconds to spit out a word from his mouth - justice!
In fact, everything that has happened so far is caused by the lack of justice. If there were more clear systems and policies to restrict everyone''s behavior in society, so many situations could not have happened from the beginning.
Just the word justice is very simple to say. It can be said as soon as you touch the skin of your mouth. It''s not so easy to do it. Even Dolin can''t get complete justice, let alone a group of immigrants?
In the hearts of the imperial people, because of the occurrence of the slave incident in the west, many people subconsciously brought immigrants into the role of slaves. Even if everyone knows that this is an incorrect attitude, people can''t control themselves to think so.
Stereotype does not exist only in the old people who are not able to accept new things, but also in the young people and even the whole society.
People always say that the provincial elegant people are lazy and dirty, and the whole society also recognizes this statement. Then even if there is a diligent and clean provincial elegant person standing in front of the society, he will also have the label of lazy and dirty.
Du Lin nodded with satisfaction. He was a smart man, which was good. At least it would make him less worried. He raised his hand and pointed to the table with his fingers. His beard, which had been lowering his head, also raised his head and looked at Du Lin, "I want you to turn yourself in..."
Before long, they came out of the manor. After they looked at each other, sivarika looked around. No one was monitoring and controlling them, which made him feel a little incredible. Wasn''t Turin afraid they ran away?
He asked his beard, "what are you going to do?"
The beard was silent for a moment and replied, "I''ll do what you do!"
Sivarika wiped his face a few times. The fierce color on his face was rubbed away by him. He stamped his foot and walked towards the city center. "Go, do as Mr. durin said!"
The surrender of sivarika and his beard shocked the whole immigrant group, including some other "representatives" who have just emerged recently. No one would think that at the moment of competing patiently to see who can''t bear it first, two people with a certain status and reputation in the immigrant group will return to surrender. It''s simply, They don''t know how to describe how they feel now.
If they are knowledgeable enough, they may be a little better. At least MMP can be described.
Magus in the imperial capital has also been paying attention to the situation in the West. When he knew that someone had turned himself in and claimed responsibility for the matter, and had to expose others, magus put it down temporarily.
When he hung up the phone, he was full of miscellaneous things. Finally, many emotions and ideas were relieved by him with a sigh. This bastard''s entry point was too accurate!
Perhaps this is the reason why he never had the heart to start with Turin before. Using words such as excellent and outstanding to describe Turin is pale. Such a person should not appear in the world, but if he appears, he should try his best to pull him into his own camp.