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Chapter 951 940 Chapter Nine "Sheep in the Rain (8)"

When passing by the mirror, Su Mingan felt himself in the mirror flicker, revealing his white hair, but when he looked into the mirror, his hair was still pitch black.

"..." Su Mingan glanced at his normal san value, it has not changed for a long time.

Back at the dinner table, grandma brought up a bowl of boiled shrimp: "Son, eat shrimp! Your favorite shrimp!"

Under grandma's earnest gaze, Su Mingan peeled off the shell of the shrimp, ate one, and nodded: "It's delicious."

"You like to eat shrimp the most. You are usually busy with work, so you can only be happier when you eat shrimp." The old lady muttered, helping Su Mingan peel the shrimp, talking in a rambling voice:

"The shrimp sellers also got black mist disease. When I went to buy shrimp, they were still staring at the TV, wondering when the special medicine would come out."

"Son, you don't have to worry too much. Now a brave child like the No. [-] Dream Xunjia has stepped forward. Whether it's about your daughter-in-law or your granddaughter, everything will get better. You've gone home, you're back... ..."

"You like to draw. I picked up trash these days and found some painting tools. Let's draw together later..."

The old lady looked at Su Mingan's strange face, and a moment of confusion flashed in her eyes, as if she was wondering if this was her son.But she quickly smiled:

"Everything will be fine, hehe, the whole family will be fine..."

"Boom!"

There was a knock at the door.

Wang Mingming went to open the door, it was the law enforcement team in the city.

"Grandma Lin, are you there?" The official knocked on the door.He was wearing a round cap, with a slightly long beard, and a square face: "The surveillance has been checked. Your son came back three days ago. He entered your house. He has not disappeared at all."

The old lady woke up a little, and realized that Su Mingan was not her son: "No, my son didn't come back."

... If her son came home three days ago, what about others?
The official sighed, and his eyes were mixed with unbearable: "We are here to present you with a citizen's badge of honor. Congratulations, Grandma Lin."

The old lady looked blank. She didn't know what she had done to get the medal: "What? What are you talking about? My son didn't come back."

Su Mingan's heart trembled slightly.

"Su Xiaobai..." Shang Qi's nose moved.He came from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners, with a sensitive sense of smell, and vaguely smelled a strange smell: "There is a strange smell, come with me..."

Su Mingan followed Shang Qi into the back room, and there was a stench coming out from here.

At the door, the official brought out a golden medal of honor, which was set against the black velvet and was particularly dazzling under the light.Only citizens who have made outstanding contributions can be awarded such medals.

"Here's the medal," said the official.

"Oh, I see. My son went to receive the vaccine from the Ark Project. He must have made a contribution. You awarded him a medal, right?" The old woman suddenly realized, smiled and clapped her hands: "I will Knowing that my son will definitely live up to expectations, he is the most obedient, and he will definitely come home..."

She wiped the corners of her eyes and looked at the family portrait on the wall: "My son is the best. He has been a top student since he was a child. Is he coming back with you? Let me meet him soon."

In the room, Shang Qi approached a wooden cabinet, which was a large wardrobe, and the stench was coming out of it.

He stretched out his hand, touched the handle of the closet, and looked at Su Mingan.

"Grandma Lin, um..." At the door, the official lowered his hat, with a guilty and regretful expression on his face: "This medal of honor is for you."

"Me? What contribution have I made! I'm an old lady!" The old lady grinned and opened her lips, and shouted: "Where is my son? Did you hide my son? Did you not?" Do you know my son? He has a round face, flat eyes, and a mole on the right corner of his mouth. He doesn't talk much, and he's very honest except when he goes out to work. Where did he go?"

The people were silent, and the guard silently put the medal of honor on the grandma's big flowered jacket, making a fine metallic sound.

"Click." Shang Qi opened the cabinet door.

As the cabinet door was pulled open, a corpse leaning against the cabinet door fell out of it.

The corpse hit the ground with a dull sound.

Shang Qi took a step back, looked at the corpse on the ground, and fell silent.

Su Mingan put on the gloves and turned the body over, revealing the front face.

He was wearing a dusty work shirt, his trousers were stained with mud, and his shoes were cracked enough to show that he had worked hard.The face Su Mingan looked at him was that of a middle-aged man.

The face is round, the eyes are flat, and there is a mole on the right corner of the mouth.

The spots of the black mist disease spread all over the body, and the black tentacles were tired around the body.

——This is a corpse in the late stage of black mist disease, which has already shown signs of alienation.If he didn't die, he would mutate into a monster, and most of the residents would be massacred.

But he died, and there was a long knife mark on his chest, which should have been caused by a kitchen knife.The knife was not fatal. It should be that this person lay on the ground bleeding profusely after being slashed. He did not fight back or struggle during the whole process.

"Obviously, he was already on the verge of alienation, but he was hacked." Shang Qi inspected the body and said in surprise, "He didn't fight back before he died... There was only his own blood at the scene. It's so strange, black A person in the advanced stage of fog disease has already lost his mind, he can actually restrain his killing intent, lie on the ground and wait for himself to die, this, this is really..."

Shang Qi considered his vocabulary and said, "A shocking situation..."

Su Mingan looked at the despair on the corpse's face, in this despair, Su Mingan actually saw a trace of satisfaction.

He reached out and closed the corpse's eyes.

... In a disease of reason there is no fluke.

...but "love" can.

At the door, the official finally whispered:

"I regret to inform you...Grandma Lin."

"We awarded you the medal because of your righteous act of killing relatives."

"Thank you... for ending the life of a person who was on the verge of alienation three days ago, preventing him from killing and protecting tens of thousands of surrounding residents. Thank you."

The officials and the guards bowed down, facing the thin and stooped old lady, all bent down.

There seemed to be something falling on the ground, there was a sound of water drops, and there was no sound.

When Su Mingan turned around to look, he found that the grandma at the door was already in tears.She tightly clutched the badge on her chest, and saw the corpse in the room with her white eyes. For a moment, the memory that she had forgotten due to excessive sadness came back to her mind.

——This moment.

It was as if the fog had lifted from my mind.

She remembered how she had welcomed her son home with joy a few days earlier.

She remembered how he screamed in pain. He said that after he was injected with the Ark project vaccine, his whole body was in pain.

She remembered how she had told him to lie down, and she hastened to fetch the doctor.

She remembered how she cooked for her son, his favorite prawns, before the doctor came.Reminds me of the last picture they drew together.

Thinking of his sudden change, he handed the kitchen knife to her.

The mutation cannot be stopped, only by ending his life can more lives be saved.

"mom."

"kill me."

The knife swung by the skinny grandmother was desperate and weak, but it didn't pierce his fatal point. He fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, without struggling or fighting back. The wound that changed and healed rapidly until he lost his last breath.

...what is a human being?

All the wealth created by the masses is harvested by the people at the top of the pyramid by various means, but the people at the bottom can be so brilliant.The humanity in them is so dazzling that it makes the eyes sore.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Su Mingan knelt down and gently covered his face with the blood-stained clothes.

After putting the corpse in the closet, the intense grief combined with the mental impact of the black mist disease made grandma forget about it.She subconsciously felt that her son hadn't come back yet, and she just had to make his favorite prawns, and she could wait for him at the door.

he will be back.

Most definitely.

She waited downstairs, waiting for her son to return home. As long as he came back, the building collapse incident five years ago would definitely be answered, and her granddaughter’s heart disease would be treated with money. There is still light in the future, and the family can To be happy, for sure.

The evening wind blew her silver hair, and the complete family portrait was always in her heart.

But she never thought of--

What came back was just a corpse and a citizen's medal of honor full of irony.

For a moment, she cried out.

The cry tore her already dumb throat, like a wounded crow, echoing in the empty corridor, no one answered.

"—You can't cry! This is a great thing!" Seeing this, the guards quickly persuaded them, with colorful smiles on their faces:
"Laugh! You are a hero!"

"Look at this Citizen's Medal of Honor, how beautiful it is, you can hang it up for everyone to see. This is an honor that people can't envy."

"You killed the mutants, you saved countless people!"

Her son was a mutant, and it was the vaccine of the Ark Project that accelerated his mutation, leading to his death.

He must be killed, and he must be redeemed.

but,

why she is crying.

She couldn't laugh.

She couldn't help but laugh.

Her son is the most obedient. He has been a top student since he was a child. Apart from his love of eating prawns, he has few hobbies.His life is step-by-step, studying, working, marrying a wife and having children. He is upright and kind-hearted on weekdays. Like every ordinary father, he listens to his wife most.

but,

why?
"Ah, ah, ah——!"

An inhuman cry.

A cry of despair.

Like a tearing cry.

The braised pork and prawns were still on the table. Su Mingan had only moved his chopsticks a few times before, and there was a scent of wine in the air.The calendar on the wall is three days old, and there are a few half-painted papers on the cabinet, the color of the gouache is bright and bright.

In the photo, a simple and honest middle-aged man is holding a girl, and his beautiful wife is standing beside him, and the teddy bear in the girl's hand seems to be smiling.

But why.

Why……?
Su Mingan covered the white cloth, and suddenly heard a cry that was so terrifying that it didn't look like a human being.

"Su Xiaobai." Shang Qi grabbed Su Ming'an's hand: "Let's run away."

Su Mingan raised his head and saw the black spot on the old lady at the door, which was rapidly expanding, covering her cheeks in an instant.

Negative emotions intensify everything.

Black mist, xenomorphs, including their associated black mist disease.

So, people are always asked to smile.

But if you can't even smile...

"Back! Back!" the guards screamed, raising their guns.

The old grandma was still crying while holding the painting utensils in her arms.

"Xiaoyong, Xiaoyong..."

In an instant, the tentacles exploded from her body.Her black mist disease was intensified, reached the advanced stage, and began to mutate.She finally embarked on the same path as her son.

The guards pointed their guns at her without hesitation, and flames shot out.Mutants cannot be reversed, they can only end their lives.

"You—" Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

stop.

stop doing this.

Delayed special medicines, abandoned epidemic areas, countless people struggling with the disease——

Repeating this cycle of reincarnation, repeating this pain.

again and again.

Well-dressed beasts take other people's lives as a matter of course. The media can't see it, and netizens think it doesn't exist. It's good to whitewash the years.

Five years of hoarse shouting, the pain of killing a child by hand, the blood and tears of the old man-the truth and response that people tried their best to pursue, buried in the dust with dry laughter, no one can see the blood.

——If the night does not light up, how can the deep-rooted darkness be shaken?
——If the dawn will not come, how can we save the sheep in the bitter rain?

"Wait--"

Su Mingan stretched out his hand towards grandma.

do not do that.

... You haven't waited for the truth about your daughter-in-law.

…You still don't know what your son suffered in Project Ark.

...you haven't...haven't lived with your granddaughter yet.

He saw the wrinkles on her face move slightly, she turned her head, and among the tentacles all over her body, she grinned at him and smiled.

Silver hair fluttered around her face like sheep's down.Her pupils were dim in color, but she could see his clear reflection.

"You are a brave boy..."

grandma said.

"Thank you……"

Thank you for pretending to let my son eat the last prawns.

Thank you... for complimenting my dishes on delicious food.

I know, you child,

You are trying to save me.

Thank you for your young and sincere hearts, and thank you for seeing an old lady like me.As long as there are people like you in this world, justice will not die.

Thank you, really... thank you very much.

next moment,
Gunshots rang out and blood splattered everywhere.The unfinished building finally began to collapse due to the vibration, the bricks fell crazily, and the guards retreated immediately.

"Collapse! Back! Back!" they screamed.

In the living room, the old lady was wearing the red flower jacket her son had given her, leaning against the family portrait and the half-used painting tools, and closed her eyes.

Her whole body was covered with bullet marks, and the flowered jacket was completely stained red with blood.

She didn't escape, and she didn't heal the wounds on her body.

Like her son, she closed her eyes, clutching the shining golden civil honor medal on her chest, and twisted her son's face in the photo repeatedly with her fingers.

Su Mingan hugged his granddaughter and jumped down from the balcony. The last thing he saw was a huge wall brick covering her white hair.

The prawns on the table were overturned and dumped in the dust and buzzing.

……grandmother.

He opened his eyes and saw that pale color completely disappeared in his eyes.

For a moment, he seemed to smell the plum wine from his childhood again, and his eyes felt hot, as if something had fallen.

The torrential rain washed everything away.

"Father, grandma...is it dead?"

The little girl in her arms choked with sobs.

Su Mingan hugged her and wiped away the tears on her face.

He whispered in her ear.

"... 'they' don't die."

(End of this chapter)