No one was talking around, but it was not quiet.
When you look at the city in the distance, you can still hear waves of sound and heat, and from time to time there are explosions and exclamations. All this came from afar, forming a sharp contrast with the depression and silence of the 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 that he must be a normal, healthy, ordinary person.
So, the impact that these people can be affected by, I must be able to feel it.
Just like before, when I entered the cafe, the waiter tried to pollute me. Later, when I dealt with the 072 pollution source, I could also feel that fear. Even when dealing with the rose pollution, I could feel the influence of the rose, but I could only hold it back. Therefore, Lu Xin decided to use this method to find the source of pollution.
Lu Xin did not just say that he was an ordinary person, but he had been looking for evidence to prove it.
Now this incident is also a proof...
Just because my legs were sore, I didn't feel anything. What was the reason...
Lu Xin suddenly realized something, opened his eyes, and looked around.
His sister was squatting beside him, looking up at him, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.
Lu Xin pinched the earphones and whispered to his sister: "Maybe it's because you are around that affects me, you leave me for a while."
The look in his sister's eyes was more like looking at a fool: "If I leave, aren't you afraid of being eaten by others?"
Lu Xin thought for a while and said: "You can't stay too far away from me. If you see something wrong, come and help me..."
The look in his sister's eyes suddenly became a little resentful.
Lu Xin had no choice but to show his sister a look that was a bit flattering and a bit caring.
The sister said angrily: "Then you have to compensate me!"
Lu Xin frowned and said: "I gave you all the chocolates I hid..."
The sister looked at him with suspicion: "You must have hidden some more."
Lu Xin shook his head and said sincerely: "No, I really gave it all to you."
"Candy alone is not enough!"
The sister believed him, but was not reconciled. After thinking about it, her eyes looked a little proud: "I want toys too."
While speaking, he gestured: "Super big, crying, screaming, living... toys!"
Lu Xin thought about it seriously and felt that he could not coax his sister at this time, so he nodded and said: "I'll think about it!"
"Really?"
The sister tilted her head and looked at him for a while.
"Really!"
Lu Xin said seriously: "But you have to watch closely. If you see something wrong, come quickly, otherwise no one will buy you toys."
The younger sister was still fooled by Lu Xin, and nodded contentedly.
Then she looked back every few steps, quietly crawled away, and soon disappeared in the forest of crying people.
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Lu Xin exhaled lightly and stood in the crowd again.
Try to empty yourself and quietly feel everything around.
At this time, he could hear the sound of the night wind passing through his head, the crying and shouting from the distant city, the loud warning broadcast, and the waist-high weeds swaying slowly under his feet, or the occasional sound of a certain grass grain bursting.
Because there are people around, and they are people crying quietly.
So Lu Xin could feel that there was a huge and heavy sadness that was shrouding the wasteland under the high wall.
If this huge sadness was the sea, he was a drop of water, slowly blending into it and becoming one of them.
Then when he began to fall into this sad mood, he suddenly heard...
...crying!
A faint, thin cry of a little boy.
The cry was very thin and low, and it was almost inaudible if you didn't listen carefully. It penetrated into the ear like a soft silk thread.
When he heard the cry, 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 carefully.
The cry seemed to have some kind of infectious power, which instantly stirred up endless sadness in people's hearts.
Lu Xin's heart seemed to have opened a gap, and a strong feeling of sadness suddenly surged out.
He seemed to have experienced countless tortures in an instant.
He saw the silver-white surgery cut on his body countless times while he was awake.
He also sat in a dark room without any light for countless days.
He had countless friends who appeared briefly and were taken away.
Behind the glass wall behind him, there were countless adults with strange smiles observing him.
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He was afraid of loneliness, afraid of darkness, and hoped that someone would appear.
But he also knew that whenever someone appeared, it was time to hurt him.
So, he was shrouded in this fear and sadness all day long.
He could only curl up in the corner by the wall, not daring to cry loudly, softly, and softly.
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"Ouch…"
Lu Xin suddenly opened his eyes, looked down, and saw his sister biting his thigh.
Seeing Lu Xin looking at her, his sister opened her mouth and smiled a little weirdly: "Brother, you cried…"
Lu Xin reached out and wiped the corner of his eyes, and his fingertips were a little wet.
"No!"
He shook his head, then he took a deep breath and looked into the distance.
He knew what this pollution was about.
This is a kind of pollution that spreads through sound. If you hear this cry, you will become one of the crying people.
This reminded him of a dead person who was 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 speaking to the channel, he strode forward, his voice sounding 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 kind of cry, you will fall into a very sad mood and have hallucinations. I suspect that these people are affected in this way."
"I guess the source of pollution should be a little boy hiding in the crowd..."
"..."
Han Bing said: "Understood, reporting to the investigation team."
"Don't let the investigation team in yet..."
Lu Xin whispered, paused slightly, and explained: "They may not be able to resist."
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When Lu Xin heard the cry, he already knew how the pollution source spread.
Because the pollution spreads through this thin cry, it is difficult to detect it with mental detection equipment.
And the cry is extremely weak. In this chaotic city, it is drowned out by the noise all around.
Even the investigation team members did not dare to go too deep into the crowd when they came to investigate. In order to prevent being polluted, they all wore thick protective clothing, which affected their hearing, so the possibility of them discovering this pollution source was very small.
And if they took off their helmets, they were more likely to be directly polluted by the cry and become a "crier".
Step by step, the arrangement was so delicate and clever.
Lu Xin felt that this pollution source should have been carefully designed by someone.