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Chapter 100 The Crying Little Boy

No one was talking around, but it wasn't quiet.

In the distant city, one can still hear waves of sound and heat, as well as explosions and exclamations from time to time. All this came out from afar, forming a sharp contrast with the depression and silence in this open space under the high wall.

Lu Xin stood quietly, feeling everything around him.

Quietly, quietly...

Then he almost fell asleep.

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......

"There must be something wrong..."

Lu Xin thought silently, he Must be a normal, healthy, ordinary person.

Therefore, the impact that these people can receive must also be felt by themselves.

Just like before, when I entered the cafe, the waiter tried to pollute myself. Later, when I dealt with the 072 pollution source, I could also feel the same fear. Even when dealing with rose pollution, I could feel the influence of that rose, but I just could hold it back. Therefore, Lu Xin decided to use this method to find out the source of pollution.

Lu Xin did not just talk about it casually, but was always looking for evidence to prove that he was an ordinary person.

Now this incident is also a proof...

It’s just that my legs are sore, but I don’t feel anything. That’s why...

Lu Xin suddenly realized something, opened his eyes and looked around him.

My sister was squatting next to him, looking up at him, her eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.

Lu Xin pinched the earphones and whispered to her sister: "Maybe it's because you are influencing me by being around, so please leave me for a while."

My sister looked at him with a more serious look. As if looking at a fool: "Aren't you afraid of being eaten when I leave?"

Lu Xin thought for a while and said: "You can't stay too far away from me. If you don't see something right, just Come over quickly and help me..."

My sister's eyes suddenly became a little resentful.

Lu Xin had no choice but to show his sister a look that was both flattering and protective.

My sister said angrily: "Then you have to make it up to me!"

Lu Xin frowned and said: "I gave you all the chocolates I hid..."

My sister looked at him suspiciously: "You must have hidden some."

Lu Xin shook his head and said sincerely: "No, I really gave it all to you."

"Candies alone are not enough!"

My sister believed him, but was not reconciled. After thinking about it, her eyes looked a little proud: "I also want toys."

While speaking, he gestured: "A super big one that can cry, scream, and is alive... a toy!"

Lu Xin thought about it carefully and felt that she could no longer coax her sister at this time. So he nodded and said: "I'll think about it!"

"Really?"

My sister tilted her head and looked at him.meeting.

“Really!”

Lu Xin said seriously: “But you have to pay close attention and come over quickly when you see something wrong, otherwise no one will buy you toys. ”

The younger sister was still surrounded by Lu Xin and nodded with satisfaction.

Then she turned back three times step by step, quietly crawled towards the distance, and quickly disappeared into the forest of crying people.

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Lu Xin breathed out softly and stood among the crowd again.

Try hard to let yourself go and quietly feel everything around you.

At this time, he could hear the night wind blowing through his head, the cry coming from the city in the distance, the high-volume radio warning, and the waist-high people at his feet. The grass swayed slowly, or the sound of a grass grain popping up occasionally.

Because there are people around, and people are crying quietly.

So Lu Xin could feel that there was a huge and deep sadness shrouding the wasteland under the high wall.

If this huge sadness is the sea, he is a drop of water, slowly integrating into it and becoming one of it.

Then as he began to fall into this sad mood, he suddenly heard...

...Crying!

A faint, thin cry of a little boy.

The cry was so thin and low that you could hardly hear it if you didn’t listen carefully. It penetrated your ears like a soft thread.

When he heard the crying, Lu Xin even seemed to see a little boy huddled in the corner.

He was thin and small, facing the wall, crying softly.

He didn’t dare to speak loudly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, so he could only suppress it and shed tears cautiously.

The cry seemed to have some kind of contagious power, making people feel endless sadness in their hearts.

A gap seemed to open in Lu Xin's heart, and a strong feeling of sadness suddenly poured out.

He seemed to have experienced countless tortures in an instant.

He saw the silver-white surgery cutting on his body countless times while he was awake.

I also spent countless times sitting in a dark room without any light all day long.

He has had countless friends who appeared briefly and were pulled away again.

Behind the glass wall behind him, there were countless adults with strange smiles, observing him.

……

……

He is afraid of loneliness and darkness, and is looking forward to the appearance of people.

But he also knows that whenever someone appears, it is the time to hurt him.

So, he was enveloped in this fear and sadness all day long.

I can only huddle in the corner by the wall, not daring to cry loudly, thinly, or softly.

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"Ouch..."

Lu Xin suddenly opened his eyes, looked down and saw his sister biting own thighs.

Seeing Lu Xin looking over at her, her sister opened her mouth and smiled a little weirdly: "Brother, you are crying..."

Lu Xin reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes. , the fingertips are a little moist.

"No!"

Shaked his head, then he took a deep breath and looked away.

He knows what this pollution is about.

This is a kind of pollution spread through sound. When you hear this cry, you will become a cryer.

This reminded him of a deceased person found alone in the mine community yesterday.

Special pollution source No. 072, Wang Chu.

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"I have found traces of pollution..."

While talking into the channel, As he strode forward, his voice sounded a little solemn: "Be prepared."

In the channel, Han Bing's voice suddenly became nervous: "What type?"

"It's crying..."

Lu Xin whispered to the channel: "The cry of a little boy is very low and difficult to detect, but as long as you hear that cry If you hear the sound, you will fall into a very sad mood and have hallucinations. I suspect that these people are affected in this way."

"I estimate that the source of the pollution should be a small person hiding in the crowd. Boy..."

"..."

Han Bing said: "Understood, we are notifying the investigation team."

"Don't let the investigation team come in yet..." "

Lu Xin whispered, paused slightly, and explained: "They may not be able to resist."

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When he heard the cry, Lu Xin already knew how this pollution source spread.

Because contamination is spread through such small cries, it is difficult to detect with mental detection equipment.

And the cry was extremely weak. In this chaotic city, it was originally drowned by the noise from all around.

Even the members of the investigation team did not dare to go too deep into the crowd when they came to investigate. In order to prevent contamination, they all wore thick protective clothing and their hearing was affected, so they discovered the source of the pollution. The possibility is very small.

And if they take off their helmets, they are more likely to be directly contaminated by crying and become a "cryer".

Step by step, the arrangement is so detailed and clever.

Lu Xin felt that this pollution source should have been carefully designed.

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