This seems to be a small 'city', with a not-so-high 'high wall' standing in the distance.
Nearby, there are moving heads one after another.
Thick crowds of people crowded together.
These people's skin was dark, and some of them had frostbite marks on their cheeks. They were wearing dusty work clothes, shoulder to shoulder, feet to feet, huddled together, moving forward.
Some people held signs made of wooden boards with unattractive 'short sentences' scrawled in red paint.
[Refuse to cut wages]
[We need a break]
[We need insurance]
"Oppose salary cuts"
"We need a day off!"
People raised their fists, shouted, roared, and walked forward one by one.
The camera turned and looked towards the front of the crowd.
Standing there was a man with a tall and tall figure, wearing a beautiful and neat formal suit.
He looks handsome and seems polite.
The man stood on the high platform and looked at the audience jokingly.
Under him, security personnel in simple uniforms held up explosion shields and held guns, surrounding the man.
The crowd gradually crowded in front of the security personnel, and they were extremely excited and excited.
The security personnel raised their explosion shields and stood in front of them to prevent the crowd from advancing.
"We want bread!"
"We need to sleep!"
The shouts from the crowd still continued. They did not really attack the security personnel's formation, they just raised the wooden boards in their hands and made their demands to the man.
Looking at the dense crowd.
The man standing on the high platform slowly raised his hand.
"shot!"
The security personnel below raised their guns.
When the first gunshot rang out, the entire venue instantly became chaotic.
The originally shaky lens suddenly changed, and the photographer seemed to be shocked by the chaos and staggered away with the crowd.
"The mine is the group's mine, not your mine. You are not qualified to negotiate terms with the mine. If you don't want to do it, you don't have to do it. There are a lot of people in the city who can't even ask for such a job."
The loudspeakers surrounding the place resounded with piercing buzzes, as well as the man's wild laughter.
However, the owner of the camera no longer had time to take pictures of the man. He was trapped by the crowd and was running away frantically.
The shot is full of dusty work clothes.
The crowd was pushing and running forward desperately.
Cold gunshots suddenly rang out, and not far from the end, a miner who was running hard stopped suddenly, and flowers of blood bloomed on his back.
His body lost its support and fell forward to the ground, with bright red blood splattering on the surrounding crowd.
His fall set off screams, and people ran faster and more chaotically.
There was no concrete poured on the ground, it was all dark gravel, and a gray sky enveloped the earth.
The owner of the camera was running faster and faster, but people were still falling down beside him.
Blood dyed the dark stone red.
Gunshots, roars, violent breathing, panicked screams, chaotic crowds, dark skies, violently shaking cameras, and the sharp laughter of men that seem to be echoing all around constitute all the content in the video.
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Suddenly, the whole picture stopped for a moment, and then moved diagonally across the sky. All the people who were originally standing vertically turned horizontally, and the camera deflected.
The person holding the camera and filming seemed to have been shot and fell down.
The lens fell to the ground and fell not far away.
A calloused arm appeared in the camera lens, and he tried his best to reach forward, trying to catch the fallen camera lens.
And just when he was about to grab the camera, a beautiful leather shoe appeared in the camera. The shiny leather shoe stepped on the rough hands and twisted them hard.
"ah!!!"
Shouts of intense pain echoed in the screen.
Immediately afterwards, someone seemed to have picked up the camera, and the screen deflected, revealing a man in a neat and beautiful formal suit who looked like a gentle man.
"A tiny camera? You actually brought such a thing in."
"Director, the crowd has dispersed."
A young voice sounded from behind the camera.
The man put down his hand, and the video screen changed to the ground splattered with blood, but the video did not end there.
"Calling everyone together for inspection, someone brought in electronic equipment. Didn't I say that any bracelets, cameras, recorders, anything that can communicate or record, cannot be brought into the mine?"
"director···"
Hearing the man's question, the young voice trembled a little.
"Don't explain, what I see is the result, arrange for everyone to check, get out."
The man seemed to be suppressing his anger and said coldly.
"Yes Yes···"
The young voice retreated.
Then a middle-aged man's voice intervened, "Supervisor, if we do this, will it..."
"What did we do?" The man chuckled. "These miners deliberately attacked the management organization and were dispersed by security, causing a stampede."
"But, what if some miners say it..."
The middle-aged man said softly.
"Speak out? Who will believe what they say? Who will listen to what they say? Newspapers, TV stations, online platforms?" The man laughed more and more loudly, "The group spends so much money every year, who do you think these institutions will listen to?"
Even if someone really makes trouble, the group also has a mental hospital, who do you think will listen to... a mentally ill person?"
"just in case···"
The middle-aged man hesitated.
"If there is no emergency, do they really dare to say it? They can resent us, but won't they eat? Don't they have to repay the bank loan? Don't they have family? Aren't they afraid that their family will live on the streets with them?"
The man smiled and said, "Locke, you have to understand that it is they who want something from the group, not the group that wants something from them, and it is just right for them to tell them. These people are getting more and more bold these days, and they just need some information to let them know."
fear."
Then there was the sound of palms and clothes rubbing against each other, as if a man was patting a middle-aged man on the shoulder.
"Locke, you have been working in the mines for so long, how come you can't distinguish anything? Who do you think pays you and allows your family to live a middle-class life in the city? It's the group, I
Mr. Locke.
You sympathize with them, can they pay your salary? Can they help you pay your home loan?"
"Yes Yes···"
The middle-aged man's submissive voice sounded.
At this time, the screen was shaking, and the man seemed to be walking forward.
His voice did not stop, and the middle-aged man seemed to be following behind him, "Go over and find a few people who are willing to cooperate with the group, give them a salary increase and increase benefits, and then those who are the most aggressive will
Those who organized this incident should catch a few who were absolutely uncooperative and find a way to deal with them, and give the rest promotions and salary increases.
Then those who participated more actively in the incident will be fired. I will talk to several consortiums operating in other industries in the city and they will not hire these people."
"Why do those who organize these miners keep them and give them a salary increase? This is not..."
The middle-aged man's voice was hesitant.
"If you are a miner involved in this incident, you find that the person who organized your resistance group has received a salary increase, a promotion, and your life is getting better and better. However, you are facing the end of being fired, your whole family becoming a homeless person, and even death.
, what would you think?
If you were a miner who was not involved in the incident, what would you think when you saw this ending?"
The man sneered and walked away gradually, "Locke, you can be greedy and bad, but I don't allow you to be stupid. If you can't understand these things, then I think you may need to make room for young people.
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At this time, the man seemed to realize that he was still holding a camera in his hand. He raised his hand and the video stopped abruptly.
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He Ao closed the video box. This was a video in the storage chip left by the fifth sister to Nell. In addition to this video, there were a large number of files in the chip.
The names of these files are inconsistent, and it seems that the fifth sister copied them from different folders.
He Ao put down his bracelet and looked up ahead. A somewhat dilapidated building appeared in his field of vision. In this building lived the gang member who was suspected of killing his eldest brother and second sister, Aisen.
For some reason, He Ao felt that the whispers in his ears suddenly became louder.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The next chapter will probably be in the morning. I have sorted out the plot for a long time today, and there will be an update tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
