Chapter 706 Work records found in the attic mezzanine
On the first day of December, Ji, who came back from Kirov, fawningly picked up Maya, who had been staying at Weiran's house for half a month. By the way, he also took away half of the scanned copy of the project.
After seeing off Jima and Maya, Weiran also found an excuse to go to the former site of Yudino Library to look for clues, drove away from home, and slowly drove upstream along the Volga River.
However, after arriving in Yudino, Weiran did not step on the brakes. Instead, he turned the steering wheel to the north and drove along a dilapidated road into a forest covered with a thin layer of snow.
He found an open space with no one around and stopped the car. Wei Ran took a deep breath, reached out and opened the Soviet Medical Encyclopedia on the passenger seat, took out the Nagant revolver inside, and then took out the
A Rocket polar pocket watch.
"Whether you can have a good year depends on this..." Wei Ran gritted his teeth and reached out and took out the metal book.
However, one second, two seconds, three seconds, more than ten seconds passed. Wei Ran looked at the metal book held in his left hand, then at the revolver and pocket watch held in his right hand, and finally refused to give up.
He glanced at the metal quill stuck on the cover of the metal book, motionless like a dead body.
"Why didn't you react? Are you moving?"
Wei Ran accidentally poked the quill on the cover with the barrel of the revolver in his hand, then without giving up, picked up the pocket watch and placed it on the cover of the metal book.
However, from beginning to end, this metal book showed no reaction at all.
Resisting the panic in his heart, Wei Ran threw aside the gun and pocket watch in his hand, and looked over and over at the metal book in his hand. He even tried to pick out a few things inside and look at them.
This book is not broken, so why is there no response?
Wei Ran tried to pick out the quill stuck on the metal cover, but unfortunately, it seemed like it had grown on it and he couldn't pick it out at all.
Forcing himself to calm down, Wei Ran put away the metal book and picked up the revolver on the passenger seat again.
If... no, there is no need for if, then although the metal book is a three-no product of unknown origin, there is no possibility of any malfunction or other problems.
Since there is no problem with the metal book, then the problem appears with the pistol and pocket watch. But what is the problem that makes this metal book give up?
After some hard thinking to no avail, Wei Ran simply restarted the car, turned around and returned to Yudino, and continued to drive five or six kilometers upriver. Finally, under the guidance of passers-by, he found the library that had been rebuilt in a prosperous part of the town.
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Compared with the original location, the location of this rebuilt library is much better, and it basically belongs to the CBD of this town.
There was also a basketball court built next to the library. Although the weather was extremely cold at this time, there were still several young men on the basketball court divided into two groups fighting for a slightly tattered basketball.
Parking the car in the parking space on the side of the library entrance, Wei Ran strolled open the glass door of the library.
The heat that hit his face made him shiver, and then he saw on the exhibition walls on both sides of the door were fixed various card bookmarks that those gangsters had dug out after Wei Ran bought the old books.
He had just asked the old man named Sergey to take these things away from his home not long ago. Unexpectedly, when he came this time, they were already fixed in the exhibition wall.
He even saw a girl who was probably in high school, standing in front of the exhibition wall, taking pictures of a colorful card, and whispering to the young man next to her that it was a book she had put in when she was a child.
of.
Without stopping, Wei Ran walked into this library with only one floor but a large area with a smile on his face.
As far as the eye can see, there are not many bookshelves in the middle of the library. Instead, there are tables placed by the windows. At this time, there are three or five old men and women sitting at the tables, or
I am reading a book, or holding a cup, leisurely looking out the window at the young men playing basketball, recalling the strong and vigorous figure of my youth.
Of course, in addition to these elderly people, there are also some children who are also sitting obediently on the other side of the bookshelf at the table that is at least half as short, looking at their favorite books seriously. The difference is that these little bean sprouts
There is a glass cup filled with milk on the table in front of you.
While he was observing the environment, at the bar on the side of the door, an old man followed the movement and looked over.
"Mr. Victor, why are you here?" Sergey asked in a surprised voice.
"Come and take a look." Wei Ran walked to the bar with a smile, "Do you need me to apply for a loan card?"
"Of course not"
As Sergey spoke, he took down a white porcelain cup from the cup holder above his head, "Black tea or coffee? Of course, we also have hot milk only for children."
"Milk Bar" Wei Ran gave an answer that was beyond the other party's expectations.
"no problem"
Sergey put the white porcelain cup back in the cup holder, took a transparent glass from another cup holder, took a large glass of slightly hot milk from the thermos bucket behind him and pushed it to Wei Ran.
"Why is it so expensive to get a loan card here?" Wei Ran took the cup and took a sip, then pointed at the poster on the wall behind the bar.
“This is more than just a bookstore”
Sergey also took a glass of milk for himself, took a sip and said, "We are close to the railway line here. You know, being next to the railway line means danger. After all, adults are busy at work."
"Child?" Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.
"Not just children, but also old people."
Sergey added, "The elderly also need care, so the best way is to have a place like this. Our library card is indeed a bit more expensive, but both the elderly and children can get a dinner and unlimited food from here
Milk, coffee, black tea, and even help call an ambulance if necessary.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Is this a nursing home with a small dining table care class and day school? Wei Ran instantly understood the existence of this library.
"Mr. Victor came to us, maybe not to buy used books?" Sergey took the initiative to change the topic of Q&A.
"Do you want to buy back those old books?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"Um..." Sergey grinned awkwardly, "For now...it's not necessary for now."
Wei Ran smiled and did not delve deeper into the matter. Instead, he asked, "Sergey, is the previous library still there?"
"That library has been demolished a long time ago." Sergey spread his hands. "It was demolished the day after you bought those old books."
Before Wei Ran could say anything, Sergey tentatively asked, "Victor...Mr. Victor, is there anything important hidden in that library?"
"Why do you ask?" Wei Ran asked curiously.
After a moment's hesitation, Sergey sighed, "To tell you the truth, more than half a month ago, before I went to your house to buy back those old books, a woman with a Ministry of Internal Affairs certificate came to see you.
I asked the same question."
"This?" Wei Ran asked, finding a photo of Aunt Lola from his phone.
"It's her"
Sergey nodded and hinted frankly, "Although I don't think she is really from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I have no reason to refuse the 10,000 rubles in cash she offered."
"So you won't refuse the 10,000 rubles in cash I offered?" Wei Ran had already taken out his money clip as he spoke.
Sergey licked his lips and nodded without thinking, "Who would refuse?"
"Tell me what that woman asked? How did you answer her question?" Wei Ran said as he pushed the counted 10,000 rubles in cash to the other party.
"She first asked the same question as you, where is the library?"
Sergei spread his hands, "Of course, she came a little late, and the library had been demolished at that time. Then she asked about Sersi Koka and whether his home was still there.
"
After a pause, Sergey pointed to the children not far away and replied, "I know Sersi. When he was the librarian, I, like those little guys, spent time in the library every day.
In the library, even though we didn’t have a borrowing card, he was still happy to let us in.”
"Can you tell me about Selsi's family?" Wei Ran asked, taking a sip of milk, "For example, his parents."
"I don't know that"
Sergey spread his hands, "I have never met his parents since I can remember. I only remember that he met a woman who used to work here, and then they got married and had children. Later... around 1982, I
I don’t remember clearly, but he quit his job and left here, and never came back since then. From then on, managing the library became my job.”
"Does he have any relatives here?"
"He has a sister who married upstream to Volgask."
Sergey talked about it, "The woman also asked this question at that time, or I asked many people in the town before I found her address in Volgask. But unfortunately, that woman passed away a year ago.
.
According to the neighbor next door, her husband also passed away a long time ago, and it seems that due to physical reasons, they did not even leave a child."
When Sergey said this, he also picked up the milk on the table and took a sip before continuing, "Then the lady who paid seemed to have moved into that shabby house with two girls, one older and one younger.
I was the one who rented the car for them at that time."
"There are still ten thousand rubles here." Wei Ran shook the banknotes in his hand, "Tell me something that the woman doesn't know."
"Things I don't know..."
Sergey thought hard for a long time, and finally patted his forehead and whispered, "There is indeed something that the woman didn't know at the time. The previous library was actually Sersi's home."
"What did you say?" Wei Ran was stunned.
"What I said is true"
After Sergey took away the second message fee from Wei Ran, he looked around, put some cut fruits and three small pastries on a small plate, walked out of the bar and asked Wei Ran to follow him, and said as he walked,
"You are lucky. Someone must know about this, and he is in the library now."
While talking, Sergey brought Wei Ran to a table. On the left side of the table sat an old man, and on the right sat two old ladies who looked to be in their early sixties.
Looking at the two old ladies covering their mouths and snickering while whispering to the old man opposite, it was obvious... well... that suddenly made men envious of the old man who had dirt buried under his eyelids for being so old.
Can flirt with girls.
"Uncle Onegin"
Sergey greeted politely and put the two small plates he was holding on the table, "This young man bought all the old books at a high price last time, and not long ago he also put the bookmarks left by the children.
The person who sent it has some questions he wants to ask you."
Onegin? This name...
Wei Ran twitched his lips. Thanks to a certain masterpiece by Pushkin, the name Onegin was definitely not a good name in Slavic culture.
Especially looking at the age of this old man, it is estimated that even if he is younger than Mr. Nicholas, he is definitely not a few years younger. It is difficult to imagine what kind of hatred his parents had with him back then, and he could use Onegin like this
An unpleasant name.
"Come and sit"
The old man who was called Onegin held the table and slowly moved it inside, making way for Wei Ran to have a spacious position.
"Young man, you must be wondering about his name, right?" the old lady sitting opposite Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"Is the expression on my face obvious?" Wei Ran rubbed his face in an exaggerated manner and asked jokingly, "Can't you see it now?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "When you live long enough, you can see it without your eyes."
Another old lady said with a smile, "Onegin is not his real name. Speaking of which, what is your original name?"
"Joseph" Onegin spread his hands, "But since I played Onegin in that stage play in 1976, no one in this town has called me by my previous name."
"So you were a stage actor when you were young?" Wei Ran asked curiously.
"That can only be regarded as my hobby at best."
Mr. Onegin smiled and stretched out his finger, tapped his temple lightly, and said jokingly, "I was a brain surgeon before I retired. Of course, if I see anything, I haven't touched a scalpel for a long time.
So little one, your problem had better not be related to the brain."
"I wanted to ask about Mr. Sersi Coca."
"Celsey Coca?"
Mr. Onegin thought for a moment, pointed to the top of his head and asked uncertainly, "The Sersi Koka who once served as the librarian?"
"right"
Wei Ran nodded, "I heard from Mr. Sergey that the old library used to be Sersi's home?"
"Indeed it is"
Onegin nodded, "The library was originally built by Sersi's mother for Sersi and his children. I remember clearly that after school, especially on weekends, everyone would
They would all go to his home as a guest.
Sersi’s mother dedicated the entire second floor for us to read and study. She even went to Kazan to buy a lot of books. Of course, there were also various snacks made by his mother. Among them, I remember the most.
What is clear is that the apple is dry.”
Onegin smiled when he said this, "At that time, she was recognized as the best mother by all the children in the town. Later, the parents of other children in the town would also buy some books suitable for their children and send them to Selsi's house.
On the second floor, I remember my dad even helped make bookshelves and chairs.
Later, Selsi grew up, and so did we, but the second floor of his house was still open to the children in the town, and it had almost the most books in the town."
Onegin spread his hands to Wei Ran and others, "Unfortunately, Sersi's mother died one winter trying to save two children who were playing on the railway line. At that time, the director of the institute also helped her.
I applied for the title of Hero Mother.
Although she did not receive that title later, the people in the town still used Sersi's home to build the library at the initiative of the director, and appointed Sersi, who was not working at the time, as the administrator.
"
"Mr. Onegin"
Wei Ran took advantage of the other party to pick up the cup and asked, "Can I ask a few questions about what you just said?"
"Of course." Onegin pointed to the pastries on the table, "for the sake of you bringing these foods to the two beautiful ladies opposite."
"He's really good at flirting."
Wei Ran glanced at the two old ladies opposite who were almost smiling, and asked with a normal expression, "The comrade you just mentioned as the director is..."
"There used to be a neurological institute here"
Onegin pointed out the window, "Did you see that house with a red roof? The research institute was there before, but after Comrade Andropov took office to crack down on corruption, that building was no longer of use.
The research institute was cancelled, and many people in this town lost their jobs. I remember that Sersi seemed to have left here after the research institute was closed,"
"He went to Harkef, and his wife was Mrs. Harkef."
An old lady sitting opposite said, "I remember that woman. She was the most beautiful nurse among the nurses in the institute at that time and she loved to read. It seems that it was for this reason that she married Selsi."
"That's true, I remember it too."
Another old lady said, "I even attended their wedding, which was on the first floor of the old library. I was assigned here at that time."
"Later, wasn't your wedding to Andre held at the entrance of the library?" Another old lady said with a smile.
“Weren’t weddings held there at that time?”
Sergey also said, "I still remember that people who get married in this town must buy two books for Sersi's library, but I don't know who made this rule."
"It's Comrade Director"
Onegin explained, “In fact, in the earliest days, not only marriages, but also any happy or unhappy events, everyone would buy a book and send it there to share it with the people in the town.
There are even some bold young people who will put love letters asking girls to meet in their books. After all, the town is so big, right? There will always be girls who will see it. But as far as I know, those love letters were all read by Selcy
That bastard used it to chase his wife."
"I've done this kind of thing before," Sergey said with a grin, "but I always send the love letters sent back to the mailboxes at their respective doorsteps."
Seeing that the topic was getting further and further, Wei Ran couldn't help but smacked his lips and changed the question and asked, "Mr. Onegin, do you know anything about Sersi's parents?"
"his parents"
Onegin rubbed the beard at the corner of his mouth, "This question is difficult for me. I only remember that his mother was a ticket collector on the railway line. As for his father... I seem to have never seen him or even heard of him.
Mentioned it."
"I remember that he also had a sister," Sergey added beside him, "I remember that his sister was a teacher at the school in the town."
"Yes, that's true."
Onegin raised his eyebrows when he said this, hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't remember clearly, but I'm pretty sure I've never met Sersi's father, but Sersi's sister is Bissel
Xi is at least five or six years younger.
Young man, what's that expression on your face? I don't mean the child that Selsi's mother gave birth to through an affair with another man.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! That beautiful girl seemed to appear suddenly. I remember that at the beginning, his sister only appeared in the town every winter.
Later she went to school with us."
"last question"
Wei Ran saw that the topic was about to be diverted by the two old ladies opposite him, so he quickly asked, "Did Selsi live in the library before leaving?"
"It was like that before the library was built"
Onegin raised his hand and pointed in another direction, "Later, after the library was built, the institute assigned Sersi a new house, but that house was sold when he left."
"That house was demolished almost ten years ago," Sergey continued, "and it is now the town's warehouse."
"So there is no trace of Selsi in this town now?" Wei Ran asked, looking at the people present.
“That’s pretty much it”
Onegin said slightly sadly, "This town once had its glory. At that time, many intellectuals in the fields of psychiatry and brain science lived and worked here. Every weekend, everyone would even organize dance parties. We ourselves
The library under construction is often full of people. But look at it now, it is no different from the freight station along the railway line."
Seeing the old man and the two old ladies across from him lost in their memories, Wei Ran sighed vaguely, stood up, said goodbye to Onegin and Sergey, and walked out of the newly built library alone.
At this time, on the exhibition walls on both sides of the entrance, the young men and women who had been taking pictures and telling stories just now were hugging each other as if no one else was watching, hiding in the corner behind the glass door and busy exchanging their salivary enzymes.
On the basketball court outside the glass door, those young guys are still sweating wantonly in this cold winter, as if everything is moving forward so logically, and at the same time, they have naturally forgotten about the people from the other side in the window.
The old man of the times.
Driving away from Yudino, Wei Ran continued to drive upstream along the road on the edge of the river. At the same time, he dialed the phone number of Jima's younger brother Greva. From the other person's mouth, he asked about the incident that captured Aunt Lola.
The specific location of that house.
After driving all the way to Volgask, when he found the dilapidated house on the edge of the city, he discovered from a distance that its doors and windows had been nailed shut with wooden boards.
On the wooden board nailed to the door, there is also a spray-painted pattern of two thorns, one red and one black, intertwined like DNA.
After being in contact with it for so long, he already knew that this pattern was the official symbol of the gang headed by Greva. But the meaning of the red and black thorns, neither Ji Ma nor Greva had ever accepted it.
Of course, although in the eyes of Weiyan, this sign is the same as Beria's peeing site, it is a bit half-hearted. But according to Lao Li, the contractor, since their truck was spray-painted with this sign by Greva's people, there have been
The gangsters who had gone to the construction site to cause trouble for them all took the initiative to show their apologies with gifts.
Not to mention, even the outer wall of his yard was painted with this thing a long time ago. The effect...at least for so long, except for Lola, an outsider, there really has been no petty theft.
I never felt comfortable going in.
But even so, before Wei Ran got out of the car, he took out the titanium alloy pistol with a silencer from the metal book and loaded the bullet.
No wonder he wasn't careful, this kind of semi-abandoned shabby house was so attractive. From two-legged homeless people, drug addicts, to four-legged wild cats, dogs and foxes, even when he encountered a wolf, he thought it was normal.
.After all, this small community itself is surrounded by forests.
Wearing rubber gloves and shoe covers out of habit, Wei Ran took out a crowbar from the tool box in the cargo compartment, easily lifted the wooden board nailed to the door frame, and pushed open the unlocked door.
Got in.
Because all the windows had been nailed shut, the house, which had been abandoned for some time, looked particularly dark.
Fortunately, when Wei Ran tried to flip the switch, the fluorescent lamp fixed on the ceiling finally lit up as expected after flashing.
After closing the door, Wei Ran put on an extra pair of masks and checked each room one by one.
I don't know if it's because there are neighbors helping to take care of it, or because it hasn't been abandoned for too long. The furniture in this room is quite complete, but some appliances such as a TV, refrigerator, and washing machine are missing.
After carefully walking around the room on the first floor, except for some cigarette butts and beer cans, the room was quite clean.
Entering the only bedroom on the first floor, there were three sleeping bags of different colors placed on the iron frame bed. There was even an electric heating fan produced by China next to it.
In addition to these things, there was a waist-high solid wood cabinet in the bedroom. The only photo frame on it was buckled on the countertop. Not far from her, there was also a pot of a long-dried plant.
I gently picked up the photo frame, and the photo inside was of an old couple. The background of the photo seemed to be this house, but it seemed to be summer when the photo was taken, and there were many flowers planted on both sides of the door.
Putting down the picture frame, Wei Ran rummaged through the cabinet, but unfortunately, there was nothing in the drawers he opened in succession.
Reluctantly, I climbed up the dusty stairs to the second floor. There was thick dust accumulated on the floor of this floor, and there were also scattered footprints.
Looking at the few rooms, they were filled with all kinds of debris, and it was obvious that they had been rummaged through not long ago, so that all kinds of objects were piled up like rubbish.
together.
Stepping over the lame chair lying on the floor, Wei Ran walked to the end and stood under the ladder leading to the attic.
Climbing up the attic little by little on the ladder, I found that there were not many things in the triangular space, and it was obvious that it had been rummaged through.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But soon, he realized something was wrong, turned around and climbed down the ladder, glanced at the window at the other end of the second floor, and then
He stretched his upper body into the attic and glanced towards the end of the attic in the same direction.
After comparing it back and forth several times, Wei Ran even went downstairs and ran outside, going around the side of the house to take a closer look.
"It seems like something is really hidden in this house," Wei Ran muttered to himself.
The reason why he was so sure was that when he entered the attic, he found that only the side near the ladder had windows, and the other side was completely a solid wall.
Although there were indeed no windows on the other side of the attic from the outside, he always felt that the attic was slightly smaller than the space on the second floor.
As for why he is so sensitive about this, the reason is simple. Teacher Dalia borrowed the attic of the house where he lived, and Wei Ran also used the same method to get a mezzanine in order to hide a "historical ammunition"
” safe.
He quickly ran back to the second floor. After searching for a while, Wei Ran got into the bathroom next to him. Then he stepped on the edge of the long-abandoned toilet and the bathtub filled with debris, and gently poked it with a chair leg he picked up.
Poke the ceiling.
There was a soft "crash" sound, and the ceiling with the lighting fixed on it was pushed up by the legs of the chair, and the dust falling down instantly fascinated Wei Ran's eyes.
He hurriedly lowered his head, dropped the chair legs in his hands and walked out. He waited until he left the bathroom, then took out a wet wipe and wiped his eyes, and then moved the aluminum alloy ladder set up at the entrance to the attic into the bathroom.
Carefully pushing open the wooden ceiling equipped with lights, Wei Ran sent it into the hidden attic, then flipped the light switch in the bathroom and waited patiently for a while.
When he climbed up the ladder again, the hidden interior of the attic had been completely illuminated by the light bulb on the ceiling that Weiran had sent in, allowing him to see clearly what was going on inside.
Carefully putting his head in and looking around, Wei Ran tried the hidden attic floor with his hands. After making sure that it could bear his own weight, he climbed in gently.
At the highest point of this sandwich-shaped room, which looks like it has been magnified countless times, there is a fluorescent tube fixed. Below the tube, against the wall, there is a table and a chair, and a hanging table is attached to the wall.
Dusty map.
After glancing at the pins pinned to various locations on the map, Wei Ran returned his attention to the safe placed on the side of the table.
I don't know whether it's because the roof leaks in the summer, or because the small, airtight space is not ventilated and accumulates moisture. This small safe has almost become rusted into scrap metal, so that even if Wei Yan is sure to pry it
Even if it is opened, there is no way to ensure that the locking mechanism inside can still operate normally.
After a rough study, Wei Ran turned around and went downstairs, dug out two cans of chemical cleaning fluid from the car, and picked up a bunch of lockpicking tools thrown in the glove box before returning to the hidden attic.
He sprayed the cleaning solution on the keyhole combination disk of the safe and the gap in the handle. After waiting for a while, Wei Ran inserted the lockpicking tool into the keyhole and began to crack this outdated mechanical lock.
Not much time was wasted before and after. With a soft click, the lockpick tool inserted in the keyhole smoothly rotated ninety degrees.
He tried to turn the handle, and with a slightly sour touch, Wei Ran slowly opened the rusty cabinet door, revealing a few things that had been stored inside for who knows how long.
To everyone's surprise, in addition to a few stacks of rubles that had long since become waste paper, there were also some Japanese-style items in the safe, the most common of which were seals made of various materials.
In addition, on the upper floor of the safe, there is also a Nagant revolver, a Rocket brand polar pocket watch, a cylindrical hand warmer, and an extremely exquisite portable wine flask.
What is quite special is that this obviously custom-made wine bottle is actually inlaid with a Red Flag Medal, and there is a bullet stuck in the middle of the medal.
Except for the special flask, the rest of the items were exactly the same as what Wei Ran found in the wooden box containing the three subjects. Even the styles and models of the hand warmer and pocket watch were not different.
Without rushing to move the revolver, Wei Ran reached out and picked up a palm-sized notebook from the box of ammunition.
The outside of this book is made of red plastic. Not only is the national emblem of the Soviet Union printed on it, but below the national emblem, there is also a mottled Russian gold lettering of "Proletarians of the world unite."
Opening the small book gently, there was a black and white photo on the first page. In the photo, there were two young people wearing sea soul shirts. One of them wore glasses and the other had a bald head.
The two of them sat on both sides of a small table, each holding a Nagant revolver and an enamel cup in their hands.
On the table between the two people, there was a dinner plate, but what seemed to be just a few large and small stones on it, and behind the table, stood a young girl wearing a nurse's uniform.
"Those can't be demantoid garnets..."
Wei Ran turned over a page, and immediately saw a few lines of words written in neat but definitely not pretty Russian on the yellowed page:
Mine 52 - Mikita Dusov
January 18, 1946 - 3 people
No. 724, frostbite on limbs
No. 291, food fight
No. 1014, food fight
January 26, 1946 - 2 people
No. 433, jailbreak
No. 298, jailbreak
Flipping back through the pages, Wei Ran raised his eyebrows. The book was full, and all the records contained similar information!
There are two records for each page, and each copy only involves the date, number of people, number, and reason. Other than that, there is no nonsense about a letter at all!
In a daze, Wei Ran roughly guessed what this thing was.
To put it simply, this thing is called a work record.
To be more specific, this is probably a record of the executioner's work.
The job of an executioner...hehe...isn't that just killing people...
