Ding Meng's guess was not wrong. The Zhong family was indeed not a civilian class, but a middle class. They still had a place in the business world of Tianmeng City. However, with the riots in various places a year ago, a purely commercial family like the Zhong family naturally
Can't run.
There are also great problems within the Zhong family. Xiaosi's sister Zhong Ting ranks third, the eldest son Zhong Hao, and the second daughter Zhong Ying. These three people jointly preside over the overall situation of the Zhong family. Among them, Zhong Hao tends to cooperate with the rebels, and Zhong Ying is willing to
Cooperate with the Resistance Army, and Zhong
Ting was unwilling to get involved with the local armed forces. After the Zhong Group was torn apart, Zhong Ting focused her energy on those employees who had worked for the Zhong family for many years, because these people and their families have now become refugees.
Of course, as the riot situation intensified, the military completely blocked the Linda system, and material supplies began to be interrupted. Regardless of the rebels or the resistance, life was difficult for everyone.
The Zhong family mansion was originally a refuge for refugees, but a week ago the rebels started looting everywhere and suddenly killed the place. Fortunately, Zhong Ting was not here.
The old man in front of him was Yu Fu, a servant who had worked for the Zhong family for many years, and the child Yu Tong was his grandson. As for the child's parents, they had been killed in the explosion, and not even their bodies could be found.
Ding Meng became a little angry when he heard this. It seems that the military's classification of Dawn troops as rebels is indeed justified. No matter what, you can't justify the massacre of unarmed civilians no matter what reason you find.
"Where is Miss Zhong Ting now?" Ding Meng asked.
Yu Fu said: "It should be in another shelter, not far from here."
The current shelters in the East District are all the hospitals and ambulance stations in the city before, but they were riddled with holes. The military will not attack these facilities on the ground, and the rebels usually rarely attack here, but in emergency situations
That's hard to say.
It can be seen that the shelter Yu Fu pointed to is located in another block. It must have been a large hospital, but the ten-story building has been bombed to only three floors. Those three floors live in
There were women, children, and the wounded, and the courtyard outside and the open space by the river were full of temporary tents, and they were all densely packed with refugees.
The rebels did not dare to attack here because they were probably worried about the large number of people. If they really dared to kill all these refugees, the military might uproot the entire East District. However, the supplies in the shelters are also extremely limited. After all, so many people need them.
Rescue.
When the heavily armed Ding Meng walked into the compound, he naturally attracted the attention of many people, but everyone retreated spontaneously, with deep fear in their eyes. The riot lasted for a year, regardless of the armed forces of either party.
The personnel, these civilians were all beaten to fear.
Of course, there are people who are not afraid. A short woman walked towards me. Although she was only about 1.55 meters tall, she walked with extraordinary momentum and was full of a unique kind of confidence.
Her clothes were similar to those of the refugees, looking shabby and ragged. As for her face, it was difficult to see her true face because her face was covered with dirt. In fact, there were very few clean people alive in the East District.
"Who are you? What are you doing here? Please show me your personal information." The woman asked unceremoniously.
Yu Fu quickly stepped forward: "Miss Third, his name is Ding Meng."
Ding Meng breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he saw this woman, he intuitively told himself that this was most likely Xiaosi's sister Zhong Ting, because the two of them had very similar figures and faces.
Zhong Ting was surprised and happy when she saw Yu Fu: "Uncle Fu, it turns out you are still alive. I thought you had encountered misfortune."
Yu Tong pointed to Ding Meng: "Aunt Zhong, it was this big brother who saved us."
Zhong Ting's eyes towards Ding Meng became much softer: "Mr. Ding Meng, thank you."
Ding Meng sighed secretly, he didn't expect to see Xiaosi's sister in such a situation.
Yu Fu quickly explained: "Miss Third, Ding Meng was entrusted by Xiaosi."
"Xiao Si?" Zhong Ting showed an expression of disbelief, "Really? Where is Xiao Si? He has been sent to the refugee camp for so many years. I didn't expect him to be alive. Where is Xiao Si now..."
Ding Meng sighed, took out the brown bracelet from his backpack, and slowly handed it to Zhong Ting.
Zhong Ting was stunned for a moment and looked at the bracelet carefully. It took her a long time to raise her head, but at this moment her eyes suddenly turned red: "I remember that this string of beads belonged to Xiao Si. I gave it to him many years ago. I
Remember that day is still his birthday."
When family members give bracelets to each other, they often mean to wish for good health and safety. Xiao Si must have been very concerned about Zhong Ting when she was a child.
Ding Meng said: "Miss Zhong, Xiaosi asked me to tell you on my behalf that he has lived a good life these years."
Zhong Ting showed an excited expression: "Really? Where is he now? Has he come back? Has he arrived at Xianzhi Star or Tianmeng City?"
Ding Meng was silent for a long time before saying: "He is living a good life and will not come back again."
"Why?" Zhong Ting and Yu Fu asked simultaneously.
Ding Meng sighed, and decided to tell the truth: "He went to a place where he will never come back."
Zhong Ting felt as if someone had poured cold water on her, and she stayed where she was for a long time, unable to speak.
But Yu Fu couldn't help crying: "This poor child, alas... maybe this is also a kind of relief for him, right?"
Ding Meng nodded with a heavy expression: "Miss Zhong, Uncle Yu, please express your condolences. Xiaosi has been dead for more than a year."
Perhaps because she had seen too many deaths in this place, Zhong Ting was not as excited or sad as she imagined. She took a deep breath and said seriously: "Mr. Ding Meng, can you tell me, little
How did Si die?"
He really didn't want to tell Zhong Ting about Xiaosi's past and the tragic experience of the Black Gold Base, so he could only change his words: "Miss Zhong, Xiaosi is a good friend of mine. He met with misfortune to save me. Before his death,
He entrusted me to give this bracelet to you. He doesn't want you to worry about him. My life was given by Xiaosi. So Miss Zhong, if you have any mission for me, Ding Meng will do my best and never refuse.
.”
Zhong Ting is undoubtedly a smart person. After hearing this answer, she knew that Ding Meng did not want to feel sad for Xiao Si.
She stretched out her hand to rub her red eyes and murmured: "Xiao Si was not like that originally. When he was a child, he lived his childhood carefree like a normal child, until he went to play in the suburbs one time.
I got a strange disease after I came back, but no matter how I checked, I couldn't find it out, so you should know..."
Of course Ding Meng knew that the weird hair and skin on Xiaosi's body were the reason why others spurned him. Perhaps human ignorance and prejudice were the root of the tragedy.
But Xiao Badi was puzzled: "No, if it was a disease, I could have detected it in the test hall. There is nothing wrong with Xiao Si's body."
Xiao Ai said: "It may also be a genetic mutation."
Zhong Ting continued: "My father felt that he was damaging to our family's image, so he abandoned him. I didn't even know when he was sent away, otherwise I would never have agreed."
Ding Meng also felt sad for a while, but he still said in a deep voice: "Miss Zhong, I can only say this, Xiao Si is a man, a real man. Although he suffered misfortune, I personally avenged him. Please
You can rest assured."
Hearing this, Zhong Ting was slightly relieved: "Mr. Ding Meng, thank you very much. I am also very grateful for everything you have done for Xiaosi."
"You must be polite." Ding Meng glanced around again: "By the way, there are so many wounded and refugees here, why don't you try to leave? Staying in this turbulent area is not an option."
Zhong Ting sighed: "Why don't we want to leave? Now the federal army has completely sealed off the city. We in the East District will never be allowed to go out, let alone go to the West District."
Ding Meng frowned and said, "Why?"
Zhong Ting hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Ding Meng, do you know anything about the medical field?"
Ding Meng said: "I know a little bit about it."
Zhong Ting beckoned: "Come, follow me, let's go in and talk."
The conditions in the lobby on the first floor of the shelter are worse than those in the basement before KV303. There are all wounded people lying on simple stretchers. The seriously injured people have broken limbs and feet. Judging from the wounds, they were all broken by energy weapons.
, and even more minor injuries.
Ding Meng also knows now that because the riot has lasted for too long, supplies are already very scarce, and the rebels are looting everywhere. There are almost no scientific and medical facilities available here, and the few medical cabins have also run out of energy, so everyone
They are all treated slowly using traditional bandaging techniques.
Moreover, Ding Meng also noticed that there was a small isolation area in the north of the hall. There were five or six alloy stretchers there, but the people lying on the stretchers were not the wounded, but normal people with intact limbs. The only thing that was abnormal was their
Their hands and feet were chained to the stretcher, as if to prevent them from struggling randomly.
Each of these five or six people looked at the ceiling, with different expressions. Some people's eyes were dull, as if they had become stupid; some people had frightened expressions, and their whole bodies were trembling; some people were giggling, as if they had seen something.
It's like a rare treasure... Anyway, no matter what the expression is, this is definitely not the state of a normal person.
This situation actually reminded Ding Meng of his previous fight with Lan Bing. Lan Bing's mental attack targets were similar to these people.
Ding Meng frowned again: "They seem to be mentally abnormal."
Someone immediately responded: "You are right. There is obviously something wrong with their central nervous system. However, we just can't find out the cause. Not even the medical cabin can detect it."
Turning around, I saw a tall man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walking over. He was wearing a white coat and was clearly a doctor.
Zhong Ting has already started to introduce: "Dr. Zhan Qijun, Zhan, used to work in this hospital and is a senior medical expert. Now he is the only doctor left. If he leaves, then everyone will have no hope."
Already."
Zhan Qijun sighed: "Zhong Ting, don't say that, aren't you staying too? Without your help, so many people wouldn't be able to survive at this time, right?"
Zhong Ting was speechless, and Ding Meng couldn't help but said: "What about the other doctors?"
