A bus headed towards the concentration camp.

Shen Yu sat in the back row and looked at the scenery outside the window.

More than twenty years ago, a new force emerged in the continent of Europa, sweeping the entire continent under the leadership of its rulers with extreme slogans.

That war has been forever engraved in history, and the concentration camp in front of us records the tens of millions of people who died there.

Countless people were imprisoned in those concentration camps, not just Ming people, but also many people from various countries, including those with disabilities, mentally ill people, etc. They were imprisoned in them and then massacred.

This is a tragic history, and many of the people who were rescued never came back to see it again.

And you, why do you want to come back?

The car stopped at the entrance of the concentration camp. There were not many tourists now.

Qianzi prepared a wreath, while Shen Yu jumped out of the car with white flowers in his hands. It was exactly 12 o'clock at noon. The weather forecast said that it would be bright today, with strong sunshine index and high ultraviolet intensity.

However, Shen Yu always felt like something was watching him.

His legs were shaking, his mouth was dry, and there was cold sweat on his head, not to mention his heart was beating fast.

After filming in this concentration camp, Shen Yu never came back.

The temperature was still cold, as if there was black snow falling in the sky. Shen Yu could even see some scenes that others could not see, which were twisted and terrifying.

His heart told him that he shouldn't come back.

But... why would he come here again?

Is it because of the smile of the Shinra officer in the film, because of that man's nonchalant look, or because he still stands there with sharp riding boots and straight uniform? Or is it because... the feeling in his heart is hard to calm down?

He is killing!

He hurt millions of unarmed old, weak, women and children, as well as so many civilians without weapons!

Shen Yu could have taken the film back to the United States or even Ming Dynasty after filming, edited and released it, and never returned to Europe. There was no need. After the film was filmed and screened, he came here holding a bouquet of flowers. The entrance to the concentration camp.

However, he still came back.

Constantine couldn't see them, and Xiao Lizhu couldn't see anything more. Situations like this made Shen Yu know that this was a very scary existence.

Just like Constantine said, there are some existences, like the ocean and the sky, that you cannot resist.

I cannot match your strength, but your shame will be carved into history forever.

Holding white flowers in his hands, Shen Yu came to the entrance of the concentration camp.

There are six characters inlaid on the iron fence, and countless people have entered it and never come out.

Bending down, Shen Yu placed the white bouquet in the corner of the door, then bowed deeply.

It's over, everything is over.

The next moment, all the muscles in his body suddenly became tense.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of sharp riding boots.

…

Xiao Lizhu had been observing Shen Yu along the way.

Seeing Shen Yuzhan's trembling look, Xiao Lizhu was a little bit dumbfounded.

Maybe it was inner demons, maybe it was real. He encountered a supernatural incident, so he was frightened like this. But like this, how could he dare to offend Zhu Yourong in the first place?

Zhu Yourong is Wu Yuanyuan's son, and Wu Yuanyuan is...

This man, when he says he is bold, he is very bold, but he is timid... Haha, at 12 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is shining brightly, and he brings a large group of guards with him. He doesn't even worry about himself, even Constantine is called - Do you really think Constantine and the others have been watching Shen Yu?

No, the preview screening has just ended, and they will be surrounded by a large group of people complimenting them. If they can come, it must be arranged by Shen Yu. For example, a service staff reminded them that Director Shen Yu might go to the concentration camp to lay flowers, and asked him if he would go. etc.

Sigh... but speaking from my conscience, Shen Yu is okay like this, a bit humane.

"Huh?"

She was suddenly stunned, because an officer wearing the Shinra military uniform came to Shen Yu's side and looked at Shen Yu calmly.

He just stood there upright, looking at Shen Yu's flowers, looking at his side face, the riding crop in his hand lightly tapping the side of his leg, exuding an evil temperament.

No, it's not evil, but a temperament similar to that of a superior, a carnivore.

Just like a tiger looking at a herd of horses, a lion looking at an antelope.

According to the law, it is a crime for anyone who wears the Shinra Empire military uniforms or other clothing like this in public. Not to mention that in the concentration camp, except for those who have made reservations in advance for film shootings, anyone who dares to wear clothes from 20 years ago Anyone who wears Shinra military uniforms and accessories will be directly taken away by the guards, or beaten on the spot.

Xiao Lizhu's hair stood on end immediately.

How did he appear? Why didn't she feel anything at all?

At this time, a group of tourists happened to come out of the concentration camp.

There were several old people and a group of young people. The old man's face was full of tears, and two others were sitting in wheelchairs, having difficulty breathing.

When they came out of the gate, they saw the Shinra officer.

The young man was confused and looked around, thinking he was filming a movie, but he didn't feel anything.

But when one of the old men saw the statue-like face of the Shinra officer, his eyes suddenly widened to the extreme.

It was an expression of extreme fear and horror, a despair as if seeing the deepest nightmare.

He covered his mouth with one hand, trying to stop what he wanted to say. He wished he could stuff his whole fist inside to stop himself from speaking.

Just like back then, his father used all his strength to cover his mouth.

Just like that time when my father, uncle and brother entered the bathroom.

Just like back then, he was walking in the concentration camp pushing the corpses of his relatives.

He never dared to speak out, he was waiting for death like a sheep!

Shen Yu raised his head and looked at the Shinra officer.

He knew him during film shootings.

He knew him in those historical volumes and films.

He stood smiling on the land of Eastern Europe, with burned-out farms beside him.

He leaned against a big tree in boredom, not far away was a hanged guerrilla.

While he was chatting with people, the old, weak, women, children and young people lined up to enter the gas chamber.

He is not famous and has no outstanding military exploits. His name is in the roster of the Shinra Empire. He lives the same life as other Shinra officers and the same as countless executioners...

Thousands of HRE officers like him formed the Third Holy Roman Empire.

Thousands of people like him have started a war all over the world!

Shen Yu once thought about deleting all his images from the movie, but in the end, what should be retained was retained.

Not because of fear, but because this is history.

It’s his history of shame, he’s not afraid of it, what he’s afraid of, record it, record it!

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm afraid and won't come.

Shen Yu looked at him, not giving in even a step.

"Ahhhhh!"

The old man screamed like a night owl, but couldn't say anything. His abnormality made the young people around him suddenly nervous. Y's performance made the old man have a stress reaction, and some even wanted to apologize to him. .

After all...the devil has been sent to hell for twenty years, how could he appear here? This must be a movie.

But the next moment, another old man howled loudly and sharply!

"Von Laun, you sent my parents, my wife and children to the gas chambers!"

The old man suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, the veins on his hands and face popped out.

"Kill him quickly, kill him quickly!"

The old man's voice was like that of a night owl, and he seemed to be crying, or in other words, really crying!

The young people looked at each other voyeuristically, but they hesitated. After all, how could this be possible? Did the old man admit his mistake?

"The movie is good, come on."

Shen Yu heard the man's soft whisper and saw that his figure was a little blurry.

"Who are you?"

Shen Yu asked.

"I?"

Among the crowd in the distance, the old man who was shaking with fear rushed over. He stretched out his arms to hug the Shinra officer, and at the same time opened his mouth and bit him.

"I'm von Raun."

He walked towards the concentration camp. At that time, he was just an ordinary member of the concentration camp.
To be continued...