Embers Ad Infinitum

The next morning, the "Jiudiao Group" had breakfast, went straight to Hongshiji, and entered the security station.

No matter what, they all thought it would be better to solve Han Wanghuo's problem first.

——The longer this goes on, the easier it is for accidents to happen. For example, Weller was a quick talker and accidentally told other members of the town guard what he saw, causing the news that Han Wanghuo was this person to spread throughout the Red Stone Collection.

If Han Wanghuo is not a second-rate person, that's fine. If he is, it will be troublesome. Even if he has done nothing to offend Hongshiji, he might be forced to commit suicide to prove his innocence.

The "Old Tune Team" has had the experience of fighting side by side with him, so naturally it still has some good intentions and hopes to solve this problem well.

However, Weiler was the only one sitting there in the police station.

"Team Han didn't come?" Jiang Baimian asked.

Weller shook his head:

"He doesn't come here to report on time every day. He still has a lot of things to deal with with the town guard, and the previous war left a lot of problems."

The simplest and most straightforward thing is that after so many people died, it was necessary to appease the families and encourage the remaining members of the town guard.

Jiang Baimian carefully sensed and confirmed that no one else was present in the police station, then asked in a low voice:

"You didn't show anything in front of him, did you?"

Weller thought about it and said:

"Probably not. My psychological quality is quite good."

Yes, you dare to go to other people's beds and sleep with other people's wives... Long Yuehong has always disliked this playboy.

After a pause, Weller hissed and said:

"But in the past two days, I subconsciously avoided him and didn't like to joke with him as much as before."

Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen looked at each other and asked solemnly:

"Where does Team Han live?"

Weller stood up, pointed in one direction and said:

"It's the north exit of the park. There used to be several small buildings there, but later they collapsed and only one remained. The Korean team lives in it. It's said to be relatively close to the Red Stone Collection, so they can get there quickly if anything happens."

Jiang Baimian didn't say any more, and took the three members of the "Old Tune Team" out of Hongshiji and drove to the north of the park.

Not long after, they arrived at the exit and saw a row of single-family buildings hidden among trees.

Unfortunately, under the severe cold of winter, the branches and leaves of the trees were withered, so there was no scenery to speak of, and the buildings had either collapsed or were damaged in many places, and only one was still intact.

Jiang Baimian glanced around and found that there were no vehicles parked outside the small dark blue building, and immediately frowned.

At this moment, a thought flashed through her, Bai Chen, and Long Yuehong's minds:

Is there really something wrong with Han Wanghuo and he has fled in fear of crime?

As the jeep drove to Han Wanghuo's residence, Bai Chen looked at the ground and said:

"There are relatively fresh wheel marks."

It rained lightly last night and some roads were very muddy.

"Not long ago Han Wanghuo left?" Long Yuehong heard what Bai Chen meant, "Team leader, do you want to turn around and chase him now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao smiled:

"You really have no talent for hide and seek."

Long Yuehong glanced at this guy and asked thoughtfully:

"You mean, this is a disguised trace?

"After Han Wanghuo drove the car for a distance, he found a dry place on the road, hid the car, and then sneaked back here. He waited for the team chasing him to leave and then ran in the opposite direction?"

Shang Jianyao made a pertinent comment:

"You also listen to a lot of radio programs."

Jiang Baimian said while driving:

“A reasonable guess is that this is a possibility.

"Well, when we are doing the investigation, it is best not to change the target at will. Excluding one by one is the most stable choice, otherwise it is easy to make the mistake of losing the watermelon and choosing the sesame seeds.

"Anyway, let's go search Han Wanghuo's house first. If he's really gone, we'll chase him along the car tracks."

Soon, the Jeep arrived in front of the three-story building.

Jiang Baimian just got out of the car and sighed:

"There was someone inside, and the car marks were indeed a sign of suspicion.

"It seems that Han Wanghuo has rich anti-tracking experience. Well, he should have more than one car."

While talking, Shang Jianyao walked to the small building, raised his fingers and knocked on the door.

The sound of "dong dong dong" resounded, but no one responded.

After knocking three times, Shang Jianyao stretched out his right hand and pushed open the unlocked door.

"When did you find out it was unlocked?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise and amusement, holding the assault rifle.

Shang Jianyao glanced at him:

"While it's still knocking."

"..." Long Yuehong was speechless for a while, "I understand, the sense of ceremony, right?"

"You are wrong. Today's Shang Jianyao is not yesterday's Shang Jianyao. This time it is polite." Shang Jianyao explained seriously.

This guy's condition seems to be a little more serious... Long Yuehong stopped answering and followed Jiang Baimian, past Shang Jianyao, and walked into the small building.

Jiang Baimian stopped in the hall, looked in the direction of the kitchen, and shouted:

"Come out."

This time, there was still no response.

Shang Jianyao clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Hide-and-seek means you have to be determined. You can't just come out by cheating others."

After saying that, he jumped into the kitchen, squatted in front of the locker, reached out and knocked three times.

The next second, the door of the locker opened, and Han Wanghuotuan, who had two scars on his face, huddled inside, pointing his pistol at Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao followed the good example and played the role of a prisoner conscientiously:

He raised his hands, stood up slowly, and stepped back little by little.

Han Wanghuo came out, glanced around with his yellow eyes, lowered his gun and said:

"It was you who came here...I thought it was Weller leading the town guards to surround this area."

"We have accepted a mission." Jiang Baimian's attitude was calm and his voice was as usual.

"The mission to capture me?" Han Wanghuo smiled, a little bitterly.

Jiang Baimian shook his head:

"The mission is very simple, it is to find you and ask you a question."

Han Wanghuo was silent for a few seconds and said

"what is the problem?"

At this moment, he seemed to be waiting for the final judgment.

Jiang Baimian looked at his yellowish eyes and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you a sub-human?"

Han Wanghuo's expression suddenly became a little strange, looking very lost and a little relieved.

He laughed, looked around and said:

"Yes, I am a sub-human being."

After saying that, he pushed up his left sleeve, exposing his arm.

Starting from the middle of the arm, pieces of amber scales protruded. They were not so dense and were intertwined with the strange hard lumps of the skin.

Han Wanghuo immediately smiled and said:

"A wandering sub-human who doesn't even have a tribe."

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly became distorted:

“But, are subhumans not human beings?

"According to this classification, are the Red River people and the Gray Whisperers not human beings?"

"It's a human being," Shang Jianyao said.

Han Wanghuo didn't expect to receive a positive reply, and he didn't know what to say.

After a few seconds, he breathed out slowly:

"Actually, I can understand why the murlocs and mountain monsters have to fight back to the Red Stone Collection to seize this place. Although there are probably only a few of them who have truly experienced the destruction of the old world and still have memories of their hometown, for them, The lakeside beside the ruins of the city is a symbol of the normal life they once had as human beings, and is the sustenance of all beauty and perseverance.

"If they just give up and don't pass on the belief of fighting back here from generation to generation, then maybe in a few generations, their descendants will accept the fact that they are monsters and forget that they should be human beings..."

After listening quietly, Shang Jianyao seemed to want to take off his tactical backpack, but finally held back. Jiang Baimian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't organize the words for a while.

That sentence flashed through Long Yuehong's mind again:

This fucking world!

At this time, Bai Chen suddenly said:

"Then why are you standing against them? You also said that you killed many fishmen and mountain monsters."

Han Wanghuo was startled for a moment and showed a self-deprecating expression:

"Maybe it's because I've always thought of myself as a human being. In the years before my parents died, they kept telling me that we were human beings, human beings with strange diseases.

"Later, I started wandering in the dust, and I looked forward to getting along with humans every time. However, once they discovered my secret, they would look at me with strange eyes, as if I were looking at a monster. Here, The better ones just stopped contacting me, the worse ones even wanted to hunt me.

"In order to be a good human being, I found a lot of books left over from the old world and asked myself according to what they said.

“Sometimes I am scared, but I still have to bravely rush to save people. Sometimes I really want to get all the valuable things into my own hands, but in the end I choose to make a fair distribution. Sometimes I I obviously wanted that man to die, but because he had not committed any crime, I had to endure it. Sometimes I could hardly control myself, and scolded Hongshiji and these guys who were extremely vigilant, but in the end I still kept my emotions. Reason with them, organize them, and set an example with your own behavior.”

Having said this, Han Wanghuo's eyes lost focus:

"Once upon a time, a mountain monster discovered my secret before he died. He looked at me and said to me:

"You are so selfish..."

"Haha." Han Wanghuo laughed, a little crazy, "Yes, I am very selfish. All I did was to be treated as a human being and to gain recognition, but I have done so much , I have paid so much, but in the end, I still only hear the word 'sub-human'."

His eyes swept across the masks of Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others, and he said with a sarcastic tone:

"If humans have identification standards, then compared to Herwig and Ankhbas who can sell weapons to hostile groups for profit, compared to those guys who are timid and still delaying when the enemy invades, compared to even the most basic I think I am quite good at 'being a person', even though I am forcing myself to do so many times, but I am always demanding myself according to human standards."

Han Wanghuo laughed again, loudly:

"Yes, I am a sub-human, I am a sub-human, but compared to most people in this town and this world, I am more like a human being!"

Jiang Baimian didn't know how to respond at all. She even regretted asking the previous question.

At this moment, Shang Jianyao took two steps forward, looked at Han Wanghuo, and said silently:

"I don't know what to say, so I'll give you a dance."

After saying that, he did a few dance moves, then turned around and left.