After I died, I became a cat

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[Inspiration check, 1D100=34, successful on difficulty]

【Break the truth of the lie in an instant, let you see what happened in the past in a trance, you saw...】

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King Bunian curled up, leaned against the wall of the carriage, covered his face, and told Ye Weidan about his PTSD.

"That's right, you would never have imagined that there was not enough manpower at the time. I followed the team leader to join the rescue, climbed into the fallen car, and saw the corpses..."

20 years ago, Bote Mountain Railway Station.

Little Bunian was just 17, a thin, freckled, ordinary small-town boy who liked to play the guitar.His rebellious music dream was not supported by his relatives. He had just graduated from middle school and was forced by his family to work as a temporary worker in the Railway Bureau.

A catastrophic accident occurred on train K331, and Little Bunian was pushed into the overturned carriage by his boss.With just one look, he turned around and went out to throw up.

On the second day after the accident, the manpower was gradually sufficient, and there was no need for novices who had not experienced rescue training to help.There were some strange black suits coming in and out of the station, Little Bunyan heard them ask: "Who got into the front of the car and the first car?"

The boss pointed to little Bunian.

Heavenly King Bunian said to Ye Weidan: "Simply, really, I don't want to recall, it was a day that changed my life and destiny.

Because of this accident, I finally mustered up the courage to resign, and got on the bus to Qiangweishizhou with only 1000 yuan. "

A thick envelope of money was thrown in front of little Bunian.

"This is ten thousand," said the black suit, "Remember, you didn't see anything."

He took the envelope silently.On the third day, without saying hello to his family, Little Bunian took the envelope and boarded the train to Rosewood Island alone.

He has already missed the entrance exam, but the 1 yuan will allow him to buy the qualification to enter the Conservatory of Music.

Thus, Little Bunian became the superstar singer Bunian Carter.

***

"That's right, I was a regional manager 20 years ago and I sold him into this country. I know every stat, from the material to the speed, who made the seat, who supplied the window glass, what new technology is being used , The young me almost memorized it all.

"After all, you are young. It is fun to work hard. Making money is not necessary, do you understand? For me, money is that kind of thing. What I care about is how to sell products and the sense of accomplishment.

"I know, but I can't bear this feeling, this train, just like my child, you know? Such an ending, is an unbearable flaw, it can be said that it knocked me down from heaven to hell at that time !"

Twenty years ago, Yettle Transportation Group, the young eldest son of the Wesleys on the board of directors, talked loudly to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Bosses should behave like bosses, and subordinates should behave like subordinates," he said, "I've done everything and remembered it, so what are the people below doing?

"Money? Of course the money will go up. What we sell are the latest technology trains—er, the latest technology, right? Anyway, you just talk to the people in the railway bureau. I just want to brag.

"What! There was an accident! Maybe there is a problem with the system we sold? No! Impossible! No matter whether there is a problem with our system or not, you have to prove that there is no problem, understand? Their ministers took the money back then , go to him with the evidence of his collection of money and ask him to help! Many people died? So what if many people died in this poor and small country? Anyway, they will be born soon. If you let the train system have The question is, if this sentence is spread internationally, how much loss the group will suffer, can you figure it out?

"It's just that more than 300 people died! If there is a problem with the group, the survival of tens of thousands of employees will be in trouble! You can figure it out!"

***

Rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling rumbling can only hear the train moving forward. Under such a noisy background sound, hiding in the compartment between the carriage and the carriage. It used to be a work partner, but it is no longer what it was 20 years ago. The young men and women looked at each other silently.

For a long while, Alexander grabbed his hair in pain.

"I can't believe it! How could this happen!"

The hostess Athena looks calmer, but her quivering lips betray her heart.

"You know, the car accident has nothing to do with the driver, and the crash cannot be changed. As long as you are on this train, even if you hide in the last car, you may die when the impact occurs. The train is speeding up. If you don't jump, we probably have no chance jumped."

"Will jumping down solve the problem?" Alexander asked, "This matter is very strange, maybe we will find out as soon as we jump down, and we are back on K331."

"It's better than doing nothing well," Athena said.

The two were silent for another moment.

Alexander put down his hands and looked at the camera hanging on his chest.

He said: "I think, this is their revenge, whether it's going to the back or jumping out of the car, it's not going to—"

"Stop joking!" Athena interrupted him, raising her voice, "Did I kill them!"

"But I took the money from those people and handed over the photos that can be used as evidence, so I have the money to resign and become a freelance photographer." Alexander seemed a little calm, "You too, I remember you There are no contacts in the TV station, without their help, how could I be brought by the veteran host as soon as I entered the TV station."

Athena was choked, and others only thought she was lucky, and they didn't know what she had paid in this matter.

She couldn't have a clear conscience, but after a few seconds she was still able to say, "I'm not going to die in—who? Ah, I remember, Donald...Donald Giovanna, isn't it?"

***

"The Accident Survivors Help Fund," she said in a drawn-out voice in front of Ye Weidan, "I thought the gang would not do good things, did you? Huh, I was the one who presided over the establishment of the foundation at the time, and everyone in the gang donated money." paid..."

Twenty years ago, a svelte gangster beauty strode through a slum with a gun swinging.

Behind her was a group of younger brothers, who followed her closely and shouted loudly and softly: "A child saw her, and it was in the small hotel in front!"

"There are people left to block her!"

"I can't run away!"

The gang beauties walked into the hotel without even looking at the shop owner hiding behind the counter. They strode upstairs, stomping on the stairs, and finally came to the door of a dilapidated room.

She lifted her foot and kicked it away.

The small room was very quiet, save for the sound of human breathing.A female reporter with red and swollen eyes stared fiercely at her who broke into the door, as if she had just cried.

She had finished crying, she calmed down, she looked at the gang woman, there was not only hatred but also pity in her eyes.

"Do you know," the gang woman spread her hands, "Some people better learn to keep their mouths shut."

"You can't hide it forever," the female reporter said in a low voice with something burning in her eyes, "The truth will be known to the world sooner or later, and more than 300 lives will be—"

boom!

The store owner on the first floor heard a gunshot.

A few minutes later, the beauties from the gang came down from upstairs, and when they saw the shop owner who was hiding behind the counter, she nodded her chin at him.

"It's all because you don't know how to do things," she taught the younger brother beside her, "Take money from the charity fund to the shop owner to shut him up? Areyoukidding? Show him the corpse and the gun! Shit!"

***

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," the bearded director Sawyer mediated, "Anyway, there is nothing I can't say... something related to K331? I don't seem to have experienced anything particularly related to K331."

"No?" Ye Weidan narrowed his eyes and asked.

The director thought for a while and replied: "No, 20 years ago, I seemed to be having a divorce with my first wife at that time. It was quite a big trouble. Although I knew about it, I didn't care at all."

"That's right, I just want a secret divorce." Director Sawyer, whose beard is not so long and thick, said.

With his hands behind his back, he circled around the sofa, "Why did you expose this matter? She has evidence of my cheating, and if it breaks out, it will have a great impact on the box office of my new movie!"

"Just let your news attract attention and divert people's attention from the K331 accident. If you are willing to cooperate with us, we can make her trouble," the man in a black suit said, "Don't worry , you're not the only one. We've picked others."

"……Who?"

"Jennifer Duncan."

"The child star?"

"Her last film is very popular now, and we happened to have a piece of information. Her money-worshiping mother sold her to a high-ranking official in exchange for resources, and now she wants to clean herself up, and this high-ranking official is on the side of thoroughly investigating the accident. .”

The young director Sawyer fell back on the sofa.

He was paralyzed for 1 minute.

"Okay," Sawyer Smith sat up, reached out to shake hands with the black suit, "I promise you, but you must not let my cheating be exposed."

The black suit laughed and took his hand.

"The transaction was successful."

***

"In my elementary school, there was no running track," said the world champion, "so I ran along the railway, and I have been running on this road for many years."

The boy who ran saw the brand new train hit the platform.

Frightened, he stood there, saw the adults rescue and heard the discussions in their mouths.

He went to visit again the next day, but the entire station was blocked. A tall and burly gang member saw him and shouted: "Boy, this is not the place for you!"

The 13-year-old boy still had traces of malnutrition and was very thin. He was afraid of being beaten, so he left immediately after hearing the words.

A few days later, he saw a newspaper on the coach's desk that said the accident had occurred because the driver was tired.

This statement is different from what he heard from rescuers a few days ago.

The boy would not ask questions, but silently bought a collection of newspapers.

He has been collecting reports on the serious accident of train K331 for many years, even if he entered the national team, participated in the sports meeting, set a world record, and retired... He will always return to that snowy night when he takes a step forward.

The notebook where the newspaper clippings were stored was replaced by a notebook computer, and he even found some video records of the past in the Internet age.

Until this day, he received an invitation letter and found that there were several names he was familiar with in the passenger list.

***

"The cause of the accident was the driver's fatigue?" said former President Burt Ethics. "Then we should go see the driver."

Although he knew that the actual murderer was not the driver, so what.

"The reported results are completely different from our investigation results!" Bertram's subordinates once yelled at him, "How much did you charge!"

"500 billion."

"……what?"

"The tens of billions of international aid, as long as there is no problem with the train on Rhodopyroxene Island, at least 500 billion."

"It's only 500 billion!"

"How many schools is that? How much food? How many new trains without problems?" Bertram said. "People are dying, but in exchange for a chance to make more people better off..."

"You fucking hypocritically move yourself, Bertram! How much of the 500 billion can be distributed to the people!"

"Even if an extra dollar is given to the people, it's a good thing. Even if the driver and the 320 seven people are resurrected, I can stand in front of him and say that." Bertram avoided the spit, his eyes were firm, "I am not wrong."

***

His Excellency Earl Arnold stood on the stage and spoke on behalf of the embassy.

He was reading from the manuscript without even knowing what he was talking about.

"...I am deeply saddened by this tragedy. The K331 train originally came with the goodwill and support of our country...an increase of 600 billion in aid...to join hands in the future and create happiness together."

***

"Yes, yes, that's right," Wen Ze, the station master of Luergu Railway Station, sat at the banquet, "Who would have thought that such a thing would happen? When the driver stopped at our station, he said It seems a little inconvenient to get on the train. I sent someone to check it, and there is no problem!

"No, don't worry, the maintenance worker is my relationship... No problem, okay, let's back off for a while, and then transfer to the municipal side, equal grade, right? Yes, thank you very much.

"Punishment? Of course, of course there must be punishment.

"Come on, come on! Everyone, I will punish myself with three glasses of wine!"