Bulwark of Light

Chapter 268
All of this is a [Deep Sea] lie?

Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhao Xilai, who was waiting for a long speech, never expected that Lu Nanzhi would give him such an answer.

If.

There was no such thing as a runaway train.

Then the people who were tied to the abandoned track and sacrificed... were the innocent victims.

Their sacrifice is meaningless.

The trade-offs at both ends of the scale are also pointless.

"This sentence... sounds familiar..."

The old man murmured.

Maybe it's because I'm getting older, or maybe it's because the time is coming, countless fragments of pictures from a long life are swarming in, and I can't remember who said this sentence for a while.

The wheelchair reached the top of the small barren mountain.

There stands a wooden monument.

Zhao Xilai, who had been thinking hard for a long time, finally caught that ray of light.

He said with a complicated expression, "I remember...that's what Lao Lu told me."

"So you are also a member of the Ancient Literature Society..."

Lu Nanzhi squatted down and cleaned the dust accumulated on the wooden monument. She didn't admit it, nor vetoed it.

The dust of the past was swept away with these few strokes of the hand.

[Ancient Wenhui] These three words are the truth that Zhao Xilai couldn't bear to tell Lu Nanzhi all these years... The reason why Huaqi will be fully taken over by Zhao after Lu Cheng's death is because of [Ancient Wenhui].

As early as 20 years ago, the federal government ordered the elimination of all members of the [Ancient Literature Association].

Not one left!
This campaign went on for many years.

The skin was shattered, but the blood and bones remained.

And before the Lion Lane massacre... the Metropolitan Council set up a private investigation against Cheng Lu, and Zhao Xilai was in charge of this secret investigation task. And have some evidence.

The federal government is skeptical.

Some of the survivors of the [Ancient Literature Society] still keep in touch.

And the way they communicate... is through the encrypted conference established in the deep sea network, because the founder of this organization is Alan Turing, so they still retain the crude method of subduing the authority of the deep water area.

The federal government calls it... "Cryptogate."

Due to the fact that the deep sea network is fully open to all people in the five continents, billions of people connect every day, and countless computing power is distributed... The encrypted conference room of [Ancient Literature Club] is attached to one of the roots. , adopting the same homology algorithm as the deep water area, trying to find out this theoretically independent space is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Unless, the so-called "encrypted door" can be found.

The investigation team suspected that Lu Cheng was carrying the "encrypted door"... and the Lion Lane murder not long after proved the man's "innocence".

This is exactly why Zhao Xilai felt really guilty.

But now.

He looked at the back of Lu Cheng's daughter... Only then did he realize that what happened back then was not that simple.

Lu Nanzhi straightened the wooden tablet, knelt in front of the tomb, and kowtowed respectfully.

After finishing, she stood up, turned her back to the old man, twisted the sandalwood, took out a folded paper lantern from her bosom, slowly shook it open, and lit the wick with the embers of the sandalwood.

The afterglow of dusk faded beyond the horizon.

The flames emitted by the lanterns enveloped the entire small barren mountain.

Lu Nanzhi finally spoke: "Actually, old Lu told me about... the investigation team... and yours..."

As the eldest daughter of the Lu family.

She shouldered the secret responsibility earlier than Nan Jin... This weight may be a kind of misfortune, but looking at it now, it is a kind of luck to carry this weight.

If she was younger and unable to bear this responsibility, then [Red Gate] would be exposed with the Lion Lane murder, and Lao Lu would not be the only one who died.

She turned around slowly, faced Zhao Xilai, and said calmly: "Yes... I am a member of the Ancient Literature Society, and the [door] you are looking for is on me. The reason why I oppose the bill is because I don't believe in the federal government, and I don't believe in it. Believe in the deep sea."

The old man looked a little dazed.

After Lu Cheng died.

Those guys in the investigation team didn't stop because of this... They even proposed to continue to investigate Lu Cheng's family, and must dig out the truth about the [Ancient Literature Society].

Zhao Xilai was furious at that time.

Because old Lu Fa's wife had passed away, only two daughters were left in his family, one had just grown up and the other was just a child.

The so-called "investigating the family" is to use the tricks against Lao Lu on the children!

He raised strong objections and protests.

And not long after the Lion Lane massacre... the federal government began to fully support Zhao Xilai, and he successfully took over Huazhi. Naturally, this ridiculous proposal was directly rejected, and the original investigation team was dismissed.

The investigation on [Encryption Gate] vanished in smoke, and Zhao Xilai used the privileges of a member of parliament to hold up the established investigation results on Lu Cheng's file and gently put them down.

The dead... have no secrets.

And the [encrypted door] that only existed in theory was also considered to be non-existent by Zhao Xilai.

The power of the parliament is also limited... With the complete disappearance of the [Ancient Literature Association], the federal government has not set up an investigation team to pursue the illusory [door].

All this was done because of Zhao Xilai's guilt.

Because of this investigation, he became the owner of Huaqi as he wished, and also became the talker of Dadu. Anyone who looked at him was the biggest beneficiary of the Lion Lane case.

And this moment.

In the old man's heart, a stone suddenly fell down.

He looked at Lu Nanzhi, the immature girl who entered Huaqi ten years ago, has gone through many trials and tribulations in the past ten years, and has become a "Madam" in charge.

In fact, after Lu Cheng's death...he already regarded Lu Nanzhi as his "daughter".

It's not about guilt.

But he also has tenderness, sustenance, and intolerance in his heart...Under that iron stone, he always remembers the agreement he made with Lu Cheng many years ago, that he should not be the only one who raises the flag.

He also has a daughter.

If one day, he can take over the flag for him... maybe it won't be considered a violation of the agreement back then.

Now that Zhao Xilai knew the truth of everything, he didn't feel regretful, but rather... fortunate.

If I had the slightest hesitation at that time.

So after Lu Nanzhi was targeted by the investigation team... what would happen is self-evident.

"These... are not important..."

The old man murmured softly, "I won't talk about those heavy topics today... I'm here to visit an old friend."

at the end of life.

He no longer needs to worry about those painful, complicated, difficult to distinguish right from wrong cognition, consciousness, culture, belief and other issues...

He just wants to take it easy now, and take it easy again.

So Zhao Xilai pushed the wheelchair hard, moved towards the wooden tablet, and looked at it from a distance.

[The nameless man, Lu Cheng. 】

The epitaph is very ironic... Buried outside the barren hills, the dead bones that no one cares about are actually the backbone souls that shake the thousand-story building and the banner of thousands of people.

Ten years later, no one remembered Lu Cheng's name.

Can be compared with him.

I... am the real nameless person.

(End of this chapter)