I don’t want to be a hero, I don’t want to face the train that will eventually appear in my life, and I don’t want to bend the mechanism that separates life and death to either side!
I am no longer human, or I still have a human mind.
What I'm willing to do is make that train disappear or make it stop.
I will use my remaining kindness to ensure that the car lives as long as possible.
Then, it was the turn of the perpetrator of this tragedy.
——Lin Shuwen’s answer to the “Trolley Problem”.
"But you are not qualified to punish the maker. In some cases, you are powerless against the so-called maker."
Tong Zehai sat against the light. On the table in front of him were two books for passing time. One was called "The People" and the other was called "Self". The two books, one red and one white, were facing him. The black figure forms a sharp contrast.
It is also dividing the line with the "dagger" dressed in black under the light.
On one side is the truth shining under the light, and on the other side are the creatures under the light.
Whether voluntarily or passively, they all have shadows.
"Then let me see peace and harmony before I close my eyes."
"Your personality is filled with a kind of self-sacrifice. Although it is a bit extreme, this is the best potential for someone with your status. There is no self-sacrifice..."
"You are wrong, Mr. President, I will only sacrifice for specific living beings. I am a very selfish creature. I will not consider unrelated lives, nor will I think about the pain of those living beings after losing myself. My whole body is Selfishness is written all over it.”
"Dagger" took off his mask and showed his humanity as Lin Shuwen. He has a human side and has human ties and links. Like the shadow in the dark alley on the street corner, he will link his "companions" .
Even if they are cut off by the light, they will be linked together again one day. This is the eternal beauty of darkness.
"So, although I can't shake the initiator who threatens them, I can remove the "gun" from his hand."
"Even if you do this, will you risk the lives of the entire Chinese people and thousands of years of foundation?!"
Tong Zehai slapped the cover of "The People". Under the light, the face that was originally as light as not mixed with personal emotions showed the fluctuations of a human being.
"Then if the person being "gunned" is your relative! Are you sure you would make such a choice!? Such justice?!"
Lin Shuwen was emotionally aroused by Tong Zehai, and he did not waver at all when he faced the light.
"No offense, Mr. President, I admire you as a good president who has climbed all the way from the bottom to this point alone. Even at such a high position, you will still not forget your original intention to perform your duties for the people and bring them to the forefront." Always put yourself before yourself.”
Lin Shuwen's words were gentle and every word was carved like nails, deeply imprinted in this time and space.
"But I am different. That "gun" was pointed at the most important people in me, my father, my symbiotic dragon and phoenix, the people I like, and my friends."
"For your people, that "gun" was pointed at my father when I lost consciousness, allowing him to step into a world that I never want them to step into! This world will be doomed at any time! Yun Luo! He is holding a gun in his hand Targeting my father!"
Lin Shuwen's voice increased, and the burst of air shook another "Self" on the table.
"Then I knew
Because of you, you pointed the gun at other people for the sake of the people, maybe because you were responsible, or maybe because of other reasons."
"You added a pause button to the trolley problem and moved the lever to the one for the minority. I want to believe that you can only do this one step because of the rules and can only wait for the car to be destroyed by the compatriots of the minority.
, rather than simply fighting for power and profit on the grounds of "for the people."
Lin Shuwen tilted his head sideways, revealing only one of his eyes, which was oozing with blood, like a devil's pupil, or the symbol of "Shadow Kill", the open eye socket.
"I completely understand what you are doing, and I also know that this is the best approach, but the person the "gun" is pointing at is the person I can sacrifice my life to protect at any time."
Lin Shuwen closed his eyes, tilted his head and leaned against the back of the sofa, narrating slowly like a poem in a sad and tired voice, and the shadows of Mo Yunfei and himself appeared in his mind.
"I don't want to be a hero. A hero will lose everything that belongs to him little by little because of justice, and finally meet the most miserable and sad grave amidst meaningless praise. But I will not stop the hero, I will protect him.
As an important person to me, let him not come into contact with this cruel truth later, or never."
"In this light that is too heavy for me, I enjoy everything that comes with being a hero."
As the words died down, Lin Shuwen turned to look at Tong Zehai, who had been silent. He let go of the hand pressing "People", and the wind blew its pages, blending with the pages of "Self" on the other side under the light, surrounding
I saw the backlit human figure.
"I grew up eating hundreds of meals... Growing up, as an orphan, everything I had was given to me by the people of China. It's not that I don't have parents, they are my parents."
Tong Zehai's tone was full of sincerity and nostalgia, describing his motivation and truth to get to this position step by step.
"When I first entered politics, I wanted to do some real things for the loveliest of them, to speak out for them, to uphold justice, and to create a stable home for real fathers and mothers like me."
"Later, I found that my strength was not enough to protect them. I could only watch them being bullied and slandered by some people, holding on to the logo they fought so hard to protect for me until they lost consciousness."
"My parents told me that as long as I am in this position, they see hope and peace of mind."
"I saw the bright future I had built for them."
Tears filled the corners of Tong Zehai's eyes at this time. The cry in his voice shocked Lin Shuwen's soul. The helplessness of holding on to hope made his eyes wet. He rubbed his eyes and continued to listen to Tong Zehai's story.
"Just as you would give up other people's relatives for the sake of your own, I will also completely eliminate all factors that may lead to destruction and harm for the sake of my father and mother!"
"Even if I have 99% trust in you, I will wear insurance for you who have "fallen from the throne" for the sake of that one percent!"
Tong Zehai's standing figure blocked the sweeping summer wind. In front of him, "The People" and "Self" were spread out on the table. The flipped pages were linked, invisibly announcing that Tong Zehai could be so "selfless."
” reason.
For him, there has never been an option for his relatives and the people to stand on both ends of the scale, because the people, in every sense of the word, are his parents in his heart.
His motives are not at all for justice or selflessness. Just like his past evaluations, he is like a filial child who will do his best for the people who regard him as his parents.
He and Lin Shuwen are similar creatures.
Lin Shuwen was silent. He finally wavered in the idea of continuing to search for "insurance". At this juncture when he was about to complete his goal, at this moment when he was only one step away from removing the gun hanging on Lan Xin and Can Yue's heads,
He was shaken.
Maybe that truck really shouldn't have been discovered by them, and shouldn't have been discovered by them at this time!
Handing the information to "Shadow Kill" allows Xu Feng or Ye Yuan to remove or control the "insurance" with almost no effort.
They will do it without mercy, one for their own guide and the other for their daughters.
But now, changes have caused Ye Lanxin to almost lose control of the civil war. They can no longer guarantee that they can perfectly win the civil war, or even eliminate Daemon, a nightmare that has been free for more than 20 years.
For the safety of the more than one billion people in China, this "insurance" must exist.
This "gun" must be pointed at all participants in the civil war as the ultimate "insurance".
Lin Shuwen closed his eyes in pain and leaned back on the sofa under Tong Zehai's patiently waiting eyes.
Countless figures inside and outside Xushan flashed through his mind, including uncles and aunts whom he had met once before, old Guo and his wife who had a pleasant conversation with each other, teachers who taught him, and eccentric editors, as well as
She is the "caged bird" sisters.
("What would you do if you were us?"
"If you remove the flaws, the small rays of light that exist in this big light are very cute. I hope they can keep shining.")
The questions and answers he asked when he first set foot in this world echoed in Lin Shuwen's mind. He blinked a few times, put on the mask again, connected the headphones, and opened the communication channel:
"This is "Dagger", "Haizhi" team... everyone!"
Clenching his teeth, "Dagger" muttered his apology silently and gave the order.
"The follow-up investigation of the Normal University... give up!"
"Now everyone go to Wanmin Building, I will wait for you at the door."
After turning off the communication, "Dagger" felt a stream of heat sliding down the corner of his eyes. He touched it with his hand and found two tears of blood.
Tong Zehai stood up from his seat, walked quickly to his side, and hugged him like a father as he stood up.
"I'm sorry, kid."
"Cough, hehe...hehe, escaping from the gun, cough, will be more satisfying! It's faster, isn't it..."
Suppressing his tears and thoughts, "Dagger" struggled to curl the corners of his mouth under the mask, while Tong Zehai silently patted his back and sighed.
"You can cry my child, here, to an incompetent adult like me, cry it out."
"..."
Silent crying was choked in Tong Zehai's arms. He turned his head and stared at the re-closed "People" and "Self". They were separated from each other and stood at both ends of the scale as usual. He watched quietly, a wave of
A deep sense of guilt surged in his chest.
He is really an incompetent and selfish adult.
"My child, I will use everything I can to help you and compensate you. You are a hero, a true hero!"
It was too weak, too pale, and Tong Zehai, who said these words, felt disgusted with himself. He could only increase his volume and intensity, and use everything he could to convey his emotions.
"No."
"Dagger" left Tong Zehai's arms and stared into his eyes. In the red and swollen eyes, blood and tears gradually subsided.