The Cyanided Heart+ Extra

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"What did we talk about then?" Kate asked.

"We were probably talking about Shokhorov's "The Quiet River on the Don". You said that you liked that book very much, and you also told me that you really liked the phrase 'people live for their own hopes'."

He was absolutely right.Kate began to doubt her memory, but she always felt that there was something wrong with Buford in front of her.

"What did you do after get off work that day?" Kate asked tentatively.

"Of course I'm going home." Buford smiled, and his face seemed a little bit bad. "I said goodbye to the library staff as usual, and then I rode my bicycle to go home. When I passed the central square, several A black car blocked my way..."

"Well... and then what?"

"I'm not...I'm not..." Buford's eyes widened, and he hugged his head, "I'm not...They found the wrong person...Stop it!! Don't hit me..."

Kate took two steps back in horror.Reed stands up and supports the delirious Buford.Buford's face was covered with cold sweat, and his lips were trembling.

"Oh... I'm sorry for scaring you. I'll take him to rest for a while." Reed sighed, "It seems that I can't hide it, so I'll tell you the truth."

...

Buford didn't mention his hometown.Neighbors just knew him as a warm and well-mannered kid.Buford worked in a library not far away during the day and slept in the shop of an enthusiastic female florist at night.

That afternoon, after saying goodbye to Kate, Buford rode his bicycle back to the flower shop.When passing through the square, several black cars stopped him...

Buford adjusted the brim of his hat and stopped the car.Several men who looked like officers got out of the car, and one of them said--

"You are the planner of the student parade not long ago."

"Yu/xing...what's going on?" Buford was a little uneasy and confused.Of course he knew about the previous parade, but he had nothing to do with this parade.

The man gave some instructions to the people around him.The man beside him nodded, and walked towards Buford maliciously, holding a wooden stick.

"You...what are you going to do..." Buford took two steps back, but the man pressed on.

Buford turned and ran.One of the men caught up to him, swinging the club at his head.

"Wait." Buford, who was almost in a coma, heard a man say in a panic, "This guy is not the one we are looking for!"

Reed sighed.

"Buford seems to have lost his memory of that time." Reed rubbed the sun - xue -, "Later I explained the situation to the florist and took him on a trip with me to see if he could remember anything. "

"I took him to stay in the hotel I booked for a few days. But staying in a hotel is not a long-term solution..."

"I often ask him if he thinks of anything, and he always has an expression ready to come out." Reed stroked his beard. "Later, I gave him a small notebook and told him to write it down if he remembered something."

"One day, he excitedly showed me the book, which said... Kate Refut." Reid smiled, "He said, always felt that this name is very important, so... today is really a day worth celebrating Days. Because he finally found his friend..."

"Kay... Kate? Are you okay?" Amy patted Kate on the shoulder.

"I...I'm really bad..." Kate clenched her fists and looked at the ground in a daze. "I made him like this...but I still doubt him...I..."

"It's not your fault." Reed patted Kate and looked into the distance of the sky.

"Parades and repression...the chariot will not move without the fuel of conflict and rage. Blame the never-ending war."

Chapter 6 Chapter 6: Work

Only the dead will see the end of the war. ----Plato

"Are you working?" Jessica followed Mengele to a nearby building, "Okay. I also want to see what the military doctors are doing every day. For example... for those Jews, or prisoners of war."

"Even if I'm following the routine, I like to make decisions based on my mood and my preferences." Mengele sat down in front of a door and ordered the officers on the side, "Bring those guys from yesterday."

The officer nodded and ran towards the building on the left.After a while, some soldiers drove the unarmed people towards this side. They raised their hands, and their eyes showed uneasiness and despair.Some looked pale and their clothes were splattered with vomit, presumably from the long journey.

"Tell them to come over here." Mengele waved his hand and gestured to the leading officer, "I want to give them a medical examination for entering the camp."

A little girl's cry came.Jessica looked to the crowd.A girl in a foreign dress was rubbing her eyes with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"General Franz. Hey, can you help me deal with the children? I don't like them crying all the time." Mengele frowned.