It was a joke, in the dim light, the delicate bullet seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, and the extremely delicate workmanship reflected the most dazzling golden light for Kasia. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info As soon as Kasya's eyes glanced at it, she was drawn to its glow, and there was no room for anything else.

Slowing down mechanically, Kasia put down his luggage, his mind numb and unable to think, there was no fight in it, as if his thoughts had been completely unified by the time he picked up the revolver. He bent down, picked up the bullet, held it tightly in the palm of his hand with his thick palm, and then walked forward with a "thump" of his heart, and put the bullet into the pocket attached to his body, where he still had all the money for his trip to Manoma.

The cold bullet made contact with Kasia's burning skin, and he unconsciously shivered. The vent in front of him was filled with a cold wind mixed with ice and snow, and this cold wind was not as cold as bullets.

Everyone was doing their own thing, and Kasia's appearance was not anything remarkable.

The boxes loaded with food were packed with people, and many hungry people gathered there, eager for someone to give them a little food. Buying a ticket is already the limit of their ability, and most people may be able to survive a meal or two, but after that, no one can say.

Kasia walked out of the boxes under the eyes of countless pairs of wolves, and the people standing on either side were faintly restless. Impetuous emotions pervaded the entire container, the air became throat-burning, and people's faces looked hideous in the gaslight.

In the middle of the night, everyone's activities came to an end. The hungry bodies also collapsed in front of the exhaustion, and the people fell into a deep sleep. Outside the train was a cold ice field, the vegetation had no life under the ice, and the inside of the train was lifeless.

Kasia finally slept peacefully for a while, but he was highly concentrated, and as soon as there was any movement in the carriage, his sleep was extremely light, and he could wake up immediately. In order to avoid accidents with the small amount of luggage he was carrying in his arms, he had to do this.

The next day's sunshine was almost noon, and the vent was the only way connecting the world in the container with the outside world.

But this warmth does not solve anything. There were more and more people in the food containers, and it seemed that someone had started to rob other people's food, but Kasia hadn't seen this in person yet. But the journey to buy food is even more difficult.

The Re-Arrival of the Imperial Train to send train attendants to check tickets began at about 3 p.m.

The door connecting the cargo box to the passenger car has always been tightly locked and can only be opened separately from the passenger compartment.

In the afternoon, the people in the cargo box were still sitting quietly in a daze, and then under the sound of iron chains and steam splashing, the thickened door was suddenly opened, and there were six heavily armed flight attendants standing behind them, without a trace of expression, without a trace of temperature, like a humanoid machine, and without a gun, only sharp bayonet swords and hideous iron rods.

They started the inventory from the first section of the cargo box and asked everyone to show the ticket stub. Of course most people do, and the few don't.

In this case, begging for mercy and selling sympathy has no effect, according to their words, either pay the ticket immediately or get off. Getting off the bus is of course a dead end, because the retrain doesn't stop at all to give you a chance to get off.

Someone began to run backwards one by one, but this did not do anything at all, the three floors of the cargo compartment were completely separated from the two floors below, and even if they were hidden in the surrounding cargo cabinets, they could not escape the carpet search of the six flight attendants. Some of them had no choice but to find the only remaining coins, and some of them cried and begged for mercy, but they were forcibly thrown off the train in the frightened eyes of everyone.

When the six crew members arrived in the carriage where Kasia was, it was almost dusk. The people who came up in the muddy water had already run to the last few cargo boxes in terror, and the people who could still sit here quietly all consciously took out their ticket stubs when the six flight attendants arrived.

The flight attendant's eyes swept coldly one by one, and when his eyes fell on the person, he couldn't help but feel like he was being targeted by a beast. The atmosphere in the whole carriage was undoubtedly extremely cold at this time, and the people were pale and exhaled with difficulty, and their throats were thirsty but could not secrete a single saliva.

Everyone prayed that the frozen six people would leave quickly.

However, things often don't go as planned.

"Whose child is this?" The voice was emotionless, magnetic, not even a little emotion, except loud and clear, just like a machine roaring.

All eyes were drawn to the past at this moment.

The flight attendant was tall, and his head was about to touch the top of the cargo. He held in his hand a black and rough iron rod, and the other end of the iron rod lifted the brim of a girl's hat, revealing the girl's immature face of about six or seven years old, and delicate facial features, which were as stunning as the craftsmanship of a famous master. Her long, pale blonde hair was disheveled, all hidden in her clothes.

Her hat was attached to her clothes, and her nearly one-meter-tall body was all hidden in a gray men's coat that did not fit her at all. Because the brim of the hat was raised, and the clothes were pulled up a certain height, the little pale feet without shoes were completely exposed to the air of the cargo compartment.

The girl's eyes were as dark as Cassia's, the same color as the endless black sky. It's just that there is no moon in this sky, there are no stars flowing in the sky, and there is no trace of light, it is a dead color, a color that can only be possessed by the silence of all things.

"Whose child is this!" the steely man asked again, his voice unmistakable, and no one could resist.

"She's just a child、、、" The voice of a woman pleading rang out in the dimly lit carriage, faintly like smoke that could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

"Your child?" was a cold question. When his eyes passed, he was already looking at the prey in his hands.

"No, no, no、、、、" Cold sweat suddenly oozed from the woman's back, her breathing suddenly became extremely short, and her pale face turned iron. She tilted her head, not daring to look at it at all. The weak body could only shiver in the corner, and then a helpless cry rang out.

"Open the door. "Everyone in the carriage fell into the ice cellar, but no one wanted to get up.

Other flight attendants usually take out the PIN card from the bag and insert it into the card slot on the side of the car. A white mist of steam suddenly erupted from the junction, and the cargo door could be opened by pulling the lever on the side.

"Noir, come over here. In the eyes of all the glowing eyes, Kasia's body stiffened to her feet, and a few short words required great courage and strength.

The flight attendant didn't pull down the joystick in the end, and six pairs of icy eyes watched closely as Kasia walked over step by step.

Kasia felt that the six pairs of eyes were twelve swarthy, bottomless cannon barrels, as if they could burst into huge steel bullets at any moment, shattering their weak flesh to pieces. But until the end such a bloody thing did not happen. Their eyes are majestic, giants looking down on the pitiful little ants at their feet, and fierce wolves playing prey that cannot escape. With every step, Kasia had to bear tremendous pressure and exert tremendous physical strength, and with each step, the regret in his heart surged like a spring.

"I accidentally fell asleep and didn't pay close attention to my sister. Kasia spoke cautiously, he took out his ticket stub and showed it to the flight attendant, then crouched down in front of the girl and pulled out the upper pocket of the girl's thin clothes.

There was no light in the girl's eyes, and she looked blankly at the stranger named Kasia in front of her.

"Noir, where's your ticket?"

Of course, there is nothing in the pocket, which anyone can see.

"It seems that the ticket stub has dropped, you see my ticket stub is all there, and the ticket for Na Norr 、、、" Kasia dared to swear that his mind had never been so dull, and he had never passed so painfully. Although he didn't report any hope in the morning, when the fact that the girl didn't have a ticket stub in her pocket was really displayed in front of his eyes, he still felt the cool air emanating from the bottom of his heart.

"One hundred catties, two thousand two hundred holy coins. The merciless words made Kasia's whole body tremble, and the only warmth in his hands and feet was gone, only a thumping heart still beating and still breathing. How could a six- or seven-year-old girl have such weight, but the weight of the words coming from behind her was not something that Kasia could resist. He wanted to defend himself, but the courage that surged into his throat was finally contained in his throat.

The coin in his hand still retained Kasia's own body temperature, but it was taken by a hard palm with a white glove, and the temperature that remained on it eventually disappeared.

The leather shoes of the six flight attendants bounced on the steel plates, and until the sound was drowned out by the whirring wind from the vents, Kasia still had no strength to stand up.

He regretted it in his heart, he was afraid, he wanted to cry loudly, he wanted to vent loudly, he had a gentle temperament like a kitten that loved to bask in the sun at noon, and he couldn't bear to see the moth that desperately pounced on the lamp and slammed into the glass window. He thinks in his heart that he is a weak and incompetent coward, so he must show perseverance and tenacity in his words and deeds to disguise it.

Squatting there for a long time until your legs go numb, and then you lose sensation in your legs. A terrifying scream came from the carriage behind him, and all those who tried to resist were thrown off the train.

No one wanted to get up tonight to light the gas lamp, only the bright moonlight falling from the vents illuminated the cargo compartment.

In the end, Kasia could only sigh, all kinds of emotions and moods were mixed, and his chest was extremely dull, but the regret and dullness in his heart could not dissipate much.

Until dawn came the next day, Kasia couldn't close her eyes. At his feet was his precious luggage, but in his arms lay a girl of unusual weight. The girl put on Kasia's thick spare clothes, and her little feet that were swinging in the air were also put on makeshift rough shoes, and she was now sleeping in the arms of a stranger to her.

The girl slept too deeply, her eyes were tightly closed, and by noon there was no sign of wanting to open them, and her long eyelashes seemed to hang under her eyelids, swaying slightly with a whispered dream. Her snort was long and heavy, like a black whale in the deep sea that could tear through the currents, and every breath used up the strength of her whole body.

Kasia looked carefully at the girl's sleeping and quiet face, and remembered her sister who was already far away on the frontier. It's still winter, and Lilia is still wrapped tightly in the quilt at this time, lying in a ball and sleeping by the fire, and she doesn't want to get up yet. When the early spring comes, Lilia will also go to the school in the small town to start school.

At this time, the sleeping girl in her arms moved, and the sparkle in Kasia's eyes returned to the cargo compartment.

The woman finally opened her eyes, and the dark sky finally had a little brilliance now.

"What's your name?" Cassia said in a gentle voice, perhaps just thinking of her sister, and her tone was quiet and gentle, though not addictively magnetic.

"Noir. A shallow voice came from the girl's mouth, and with a vague feeling of not having slept enough, she changed to a more comfortable sleeping position and closed her eyes again.

Kasia's mouth was open, her eyes were shaking, confused and then clear, wanting to ask something more, but the girl who had fallen asleep again finally failed to spit out.

So, in the afternoon, Kasia went to the thin figure of the food compartment, and there was another girl, who held his luggage in one hand and led the girl in the other, and walked slowly through the first few compartments that were becoming more and more crowded. The air is full of restlessness, and a small spark can ignite all the combustibles!

Some people are more cautious, and the hungry wolves no longer have a fierce light in their eyes, but endless greed.

There was no sign of the retrain stopping at the platform, and all emotions and moods continued to ferment in the dimly lit cargo compartment.

Kasia came back with an ugly face, and the girl Nuor sat next to him and nibbled on her bread with warm water. He naturally leaned against the cargo planks behind him, and the suitcase had more food for the next few days, and he didn't want to go to those carriages anymore, and the people guarding there looked at him as if they were deciding on a prey. So the boy wanted to close his eyes and rest, but his mind was full of the greedy and distorted faces of the hungry and cold.

So in the darkness in the corner of the cargo compartment, remembering the slight sound of metal crashing that no one noticed, Kasia shuddered and put the brass shell bullet into the honeycomb magazine of the revolver.