"It's the same with this concert, right?" Ayumi asked suddenly. "I've heard some strange things, like sponsor ......"

"Of course, although this concert was held by a non-governmental public welfare organization, it was ...... Everyone knows who's behind this organization. Qianyu nodded, which can be regarded as acknowledging Ayumi's so-called [rumors]. But then again, although this sponsorship has a national background, it ...... It cannot be denied that the hesitation is indeed very unpleasant - they are hesitant to solve these things, even deliberately delayed. ”

With that, he glanced at the whipper, who was still whipping the Tutsis.

As if sensing Qianyu's gaze, the flogger also turned his head.

But his gaze was straight to a window of the white building behind the two soldiers.

His superiors had already told him that this performance must be seen by the Belgian commander of the peacekeeping force, and it is best to stimulate the emotions and irrational actions of the other side and create favorable conditions for international public opinion in the future.

But he seemed to be a little too obvious, because at least Ayumi fully saw that his motives were not pure.

"Is his gaze looking at that building? And the sound of the whipping, the strength and parts of my fingers also seemed a little absent-minded...... Is it to put on a show to get someone's attention in the building over there? ”

"Well, yes, probably for the commander here, right?" Qian Yu didn't even look at where the flogger's gaze was looking. "Romeo Antonius Dallaire (former President of the Royal Military Academy of St. John's in Canada, Brigadier General Dallaire), who is now here as the commander of the entire peacekeeping force, is trying in vain to beg for a small neutral area such as an airfield from both fronts."

It was at this moment that there was a sudden commotion in the whipping platform.

"He's playing dead!"

"Kill him! Since he is pretending to be dead, shoot him! ”

When Chiba and Ayumi refocused their gaze in that direction, they found that an old man appeared to be exhausted and had passed out - but the flogger began to lash him even harder because of this.

"I have an idea that will work well for people who play dead." Suddenly, such a voice rang out in the crowd.

A white-haired old man dressed in a military uniform that looked like it was a long time ago walked out with a gun. "Wouldn't it be better for people who are playing dead to make them come true?"

"It's ......" The flogger was slightly surprised, but immediately saluted when he saw the exact style of the uniform—even though it wasn't part of the plan, he just wanted to do it. Are you an old-timer who fought for Hutu's independence? (That's Rwanda's military uniform around 1962)

"I guess I've done something, I've spent the first half of my life working for those French-speaking dogs (the Tutsi and a considerable number of Belgians speak French, while the Hutu have a native Kiswahili education......)," said the old man contemptuously, turning his head and glancing at the white soldiers looking through the barbed wire. From the age of nine, he became involved in the overseas Scout organization in Belgium and was in charge of publicity. At the end of the war, he began to train as an American-style scout. After the founding of the country, I spent a few years in the army, mainly in the army, and then hastily retired - but there was no war there at that time, and I was very distressed because I thought that I would never use what I had learned again. ”

"But in the end I found the meaning of my existence, which is to protect the people and dignity of our Hutu people, we defeated Ubuhake, we defeated Uburetwa, and we will continue to defeat the bastards who tremble before us, thinking that they can escape the blood debt!"

(Both Ubus were early policies, a kind of Tutsi policy of tenant-like administration of the Hutus.) ）

"It should be okay to hand over the life of this old ghost who pretends to be dead and wants to get away with it, right?" The old man took out a pistol and asked the flogger. "I still want to take this guy who used to be a powerful man with my own hands."

"Of course you can, you are a hero to our Hutu people, and of course you have the right to do so." The flogger was overjoyed and hurriedly signaled that the other party could do the same. "Come on, come on, everyone look carefully, blood debt and blood repayment!"

"Are there any kids who want to come with me?" And at this moment, the old man showed a kind expression. "It's better to be a child who wants to come and take revenge."

"May I?" A crisp child's voice reached the old man's ears—and as he searched the crowd, he found that the child was finally lifted up by a young man next to him.

"Count me in!" The young man was encouraged and sent the child further ahead, and another middle-aged woman naturally took over the child. "Count my poor boy's share!"

"Count my parents who were executed by them!"

"Count my husband who was beaten to death!"

"Count the property I was robbed of like this!"

With the accumulation of all sorts of old hateful accounts like this, the child was finally delivered to the front of the stage.

"I thought it was a bit risky to let children do this, but now that I look at these old accounts that need to be settled, it's better to let children remember these things firmly from an early age." Lovingly holding up the child, who looked less than 10 years old, the flogger looked at his tattered clothes. "Kid, what did they do to you?"

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed that the child had a delicate ornament hanging around his neck that clearly did not match the tattered clothes.

"This is part of my mother's remains," the child's words stiffened the flogger's otherwise kind expression. "They took my mother, and all they came back was a wad of money and one of these stones."

"That's ...... Gemstones? Ayumi from a distance couldn't see what it was—in fact, even if she could, she couldn't make out it.

"No, that's ashes." The answer that Qian Yu gave her seemed a little unsettling. "To be precise, it is an ornament made from ashes, which are re-carved from cremated ashes...... Probably after beating his mother to death, he casually used high-class equipment to make a little extravagant, but also ironic compensation, right? ”

Although it is objectively a very generous compensation to smash money in someone's face, it is quite ...... from a subjective emotional point of view

"Come, child," the old man sighed as he walked up to the child who had been put down, and helped the child to open the pistol safety by hand, aiming at the old man, who had been trapped passively on the stake even now, like a dead body. "That's a Tutsi man, tell me, what are you going to do?"

In response to him, the child pulled the trigger with a gritted tooth expression, and the first bullet hit the old man's carotid artery, and the arterial blood seemed to have lost power, but slowly flowed down under the traction of gravity.

At this scene, the flogger's brow furrowed, and then he looked at the old man as if he realized something.

The old man glanced at him with his eyes, but said nothing, except that he finally completed the communication with the flogger who understood it by heart.

Ayumi didn't seem to realize anything, and even the helplessness that flashed on Qianyu's face next to her didn't succeed.

But soon, Qianyu's helplessness turned into the embarrassment of being caught.

"It may be a little sudden, but it's over, and it's too late if Ayumi doesn't come home, right?" Gray Plains' cold voice came from the sky.

"As for Tachibana-san......" Gray Yuan's voice seemed to hesitate a little when mentioning Qianyu. Forget it, nothing. ”

Chiha's expression immediately stiffened, and his body image also turned into nothingness after Ayumi next to him suddenly disappeared.

The [Cocoon] program is over

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Two minutes ago, when the veteran began to attract the attention of the floggers and the audience.

"Do these episodes have any verifiable origins or rumors in history?" Gray Yuan looked at the screen and asked Hoshino Kaede like this. "Or is it all of Tachibana's own imagination?"

"I think there might be similar rumors, but I didn't listen—" Kaede Hoshino seemed to realize something, and began to speak at a slower pace to buy herself more time to think.

"You should know everything he knows, especially non-professional things, right?" But Gray Yuan Wai obviously doesn't eat this set. "In other words, it's all something he's imagining, right?"

"......" Hoshino Kaede was silent, and it wasn't until Gray Yuan looked at him that he nodded reluctantly. I think it may be, but it's to be able to help the little girl be there......"

"Ordinary people wouldn't be able to build such a scene in such a way, would they?" Gray Yuan asked rhetorically. "Would you design a scenario like this?"

"Well, it probably won't ......" In the end, Kaede Hoshino was forced to admit Ashbara's point of view. The layout of this scene is somewhat unsuitable for children to see, and it may leave a psychological shadow. ”

While they were talking, the kid fired.

"If you follow that lyrics, there shouldn't be the next scene that Ayumi needs to see, right?" Ash Hara seems to be familiar with the reasons why Chiba designed these scenes and showed them to Ayumi, and makes such a statement with a rather confident attitude. "So, so be it, I feel a chill in my back when I look at these things for a second longer."

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At least this kid's marksmanship is better than that of Suehiko Ito, right...... It is also possible to hit a corpse with a pistol.