QT- I’m Almost Died
Chapter 233. Consequences Of Angering A God
Fan Jialuo and Song Rui sat quietly by the flowerbed, saying nothing, simply watching the busy staff members coming and going in the square. Some were doctors, some were police officers, some were soldiers, and some were government officials. Knowing full well that Ma You could infiltrate any corner of Beijing and arbitrarily hunt down and kill anyone, they still bravely and fearlessly persisted in their work.
Weren’t they afraid? Of course they were. Fan Jialuo could sense the terrifying atmosphere permeating the square without even needing to probe the magnetic field. Yet, not one of them deserted, they simply went about their work silently. They were doing the right thing, and that is the driving force behind the world’s operation, humanity’s survival, and the continuation of civilization.
“I love this world, and I love humanity.” Fan Jialuo suddenly said.
Song Rui glanced at him and said casually, “Because of your existence, I’ve also started to like this world.”
A blush crept up the tips of Fan Jialuo’s ears, but he didn’t reply. His eyes, reflecting the morning light, looked so bright.
Song Rui ruffled his hair and waved, saying, “Go, go and hold fast to your post, do what you believe is right. I’ll be here waiting for you.”
Fan Jialuo nodded, gave Dr. Song a deep look, and then walked towards the soft chair placed in the center of the square. Around it, in unseen corners, Chief Yan had arranged numerous assault teams and snipers. Even knowing that Ma You might not reveal himself, they were fully prepared.
Song Rui followed behind Fan Jialuo, walking slowly in his footsteps, but then suddenly chuckled, “Your friends have arrived.”
“Huh?” Fan Jialuo followed his gaze and saw Song Wennuan rushing over with Yuan Zhongzhou, Zhu Xiya, Ah Huo, He Jinglian, and Ding Puhang. At a time when everyone else was avoiding the area, and when Ma You was gradually approaching and likely to unleash a massacre, they bravely came.
Upon seeing Fan Jialuo, they raised their hands and waved, their faces showing no fear, only eagerness, “Teacher Fan, we saw your advertisement, so we came here specifically to help you! Just let us know if you need anything!”
Fan Jialuo’s eyes crinkled into a smile, and he couldn’t help but smile, “Go help them activate the formation and rescue the hostages.” He pointed to the group of monks gathered together, speaking without any politeness. But it was precisely because of his bluntness that Yuan Zhongzhou and the others, who had been somewhat apprehensive, immediately relaxed and smiled.
“Alright! Let’s go!” Everyone agreed with great enthusiasm, their faces filled with eager excitement, as if they were entering paradise rather than a death trap. They also had faith and things they needed to protect, so sacrifice and dedication became a pure joy.
Fan Jialuo stood there gazing at them for a long time before continuing his walk towards the square after the morning light had spread. Seeing Chief Yan directing staff to remove the lights, microphones, and cameras, he stopped them, saying, “Don’t remove them, continue the live broadcast.”
Chief Yan looked at him in astonishment.
Song Rui explained from the side, “Continuing the live broadcast is the best way to completely dispel the public’s panic. Ma You’s existence can no longer be hidden. If the public doesn’t see him being arrested with their own eyes, everyone will live in fear and anxiety for the next two or three months. If we want to restore normal social order as quickly as possible, we must reveal the truth.”
Chief Yan thought for a moment and nodded in deep agreement. Yes, public opinion could no longer be suppressed. It was better to expose the truth to the light of day and let it evaporate on its own. The more the government concealed the truth, the more terrifying the stories would become in the minds of the uninformed public, plunging the entire society into prolonged turmoil.
“Okay, let’s continue the live stream.” He immediately instructed the staff to put the camera back in its place.
Fan Jialuo nudged Dr. Song’s arm and whispered, “Wait for me to come back, and take good care of Yangyang.”
“Okay.” Song Rui looked at him intently, his eyes filled with reluctance, but also with restraint and understanding.
Fan Jialuo walked back to the soft chair and sat down, gesturing to continue the live stream. His exceptionally handsome face lit up all the billboards in Beijing. He maintained his usual relaxed posture, hands clasped on his knees, his slender index fingers tapping the back of his hands lightly, as if he were utterly bored.
He was dressed in luxurious clothes, with elegant manners and a mysterious aura. His eyes and brows exuded an unshakeable indifference, making him the center of attention of millions simply by sitting there. He claimed to be the only god in the world, and his words actually sounded somewhat believable.
Seeing him reappear on the billboard, Zhou He was stunned. At the same time, many others were also stunned, they couldn’t understand why this person would do something so absurd.
Before the people could figure it out, Fan Jialuo on the billboard vanished into thin air, and a hoarse male voice came from above the empty armchair, “I’m here, hahaha! I’m here! See? This is what happens when you anger the god! When I’m done playing, I’ll cut Fan Jialuo’s corpse into countless pieces and throw it into the gutter to feed the rats, hahahaha……” The rampant laughter spread in all directions from directly above the armchair, as if it were everywhere.
This bizarre scene terrified everyone, yet the live stream continued even though the chair was now empty. Every billboard in Beijing displayed this strange sight. A lone chair placed in a square, and every ten or twenty minutes, the camera would change direction, filming it either in a wide shot or a close-up.
The people have already been captured, what’s the point of doing this? Is it to intimidate the public? Is it to show everyone just how terrifying Ma You is? These people are completely insane, utterly insane!
Zhou He was nearly scared out of his wits by the sight of Fan Jialuo vanishing into thin air. After regaining his senses, he began pounding on the windowsill, walls, and coffee table to vent his overwhelming fear. Hearing the noise, Father Zhou ran out and asked tremblingly, “What’s wrong?”
“No, nothing.” Zhou He didn’t dare tell him such a terrible thing. He walked stiffly into his daughter’s bedroom, touched her forehead which was still burning with fever, and then collapsed onto the bed.
He desperately wanted to take his daughter to the hospital, but every main road in Beijing was closed, so even if he had a car, he couldn’t get out. If this continued, would his daughter suffer brain damage from the fever? Thinking this, Zhou He quickly got up and began to try to cool his daughter down physically.
“This is no use. I wiped her down all night, but Huihui’s fever just won’t go down. We have to go to the hospital!” Father Zhou said in a hoarse voice, holding a basin of warm water.
“I know we need to go to the hospital, but I can’t drive my car out! What can I do?” Zhou He roared, his eyes red.
The father and son argued about it, and similar sounds echoed from every household in the same building. Some were sobbing, some were wailing, some were calling for help, and others stood on their balconies staring blankly at the fountain pool filled with blood.
In just one night, the world went from being a paradise to a hell.
Just as Zhou He was arguing most fiercely with his father, the doorbell suddenly rang, and a muffled voice came through, “Is anyone home? We are staff from the military service station, and we are here to deliver supplies to you.”
Zhou He, whose family was out of rice and cooking supplies, immediately perked up his ears. His father rushed to open the door. Even if they didn’t eat, the child with a high fever needed something. Zhou He couldn’t stop him in time, so he grabbed a kitchen knife and followed him out. Fortunately, there were indeed two soldiers outside, both dressed in crisp uniforms, with bottled water, rice, instant noodles, cooking oil, vegetables, and other supplies piled up at their feet.
Zhou He quickly hid the kitchen knife behind his back and went to greet them with tears of gratitude.
Two soldiers helped them carry their belongings into their home and asked gently, “Do you have any other difficulties? You can let us know first, and we will help you resolve them later.”
“Yes, yes, yes! My child has a persistent high fever, and I want to take her to the hospital!” Zhou He exclaimed excitedly.
“Let’s take a look.” Two soldiers went into the bedroom to check on the child, then took out their phones to report to their superiors. Instructions came quickly from the other end, but Zhou He couldn’t hear them clearly because of the distance, so his expression became increasingly tense.
After a while, the soldier hung up the phone and explained, “We need to distribute the remaining supplies to your neighbors. We’ll be there in a few minutes. Pack up the child’s things, and we’ll take her to the hospital.”
Upon hearing this, Zhou He burst into tears. Without thinking, he gratefully said, “Thank you, thank you. In critical moments, the People’s Liberation Army comrades are the most reliable. You are the people’s great saviors! Unlike those actors who only know how to hype things up all day long, they dare to joke about matters of life and death.”
The soldier, who had been shaking his hand in a friendly manner, frowned and his face darkened upon hearing this. His companion questioned him bluntly, “Are you referring to Teacher Fan as an actor?”
“Who else but him?” Zhou He had made smearing Fan Jialuo his homework, and now he habitually spoke up, “He’s a complete madman, he’ll jump on any bandwagon to become famous! The whole city is under martial law, and he’s still out there filming commercials, living the high life! Well, he just got his comeuppance, he was captured by that Ma You. Damn it, LaoZi was almost scared to death by him, he’s just causing trouble for the whole city.”
The two soldiers exchanged a glance, their faces growing increasingly grim. The soldier who had shaken hands with Zhou He suddenly increased his grip, causing him to cry out in pain, “Ei, ei, ei, PLA comrade, please be gentle! My hand hurts so much!”
The soldier not only didn’t let go, but increased his grip even more, his tone icy, “Comrade, we need to clarify something for you. Teacher Fan isn’t trying to ride the wave of popularity or become famous, he’s assisting us in capturing Ma You. We can tell you the truth, not only is Teacher Fan’s live stream playing on the billboard outside your house, but billboards throughout Beijing, including television channels and online media, are broadcasting Teacher Fan’s live stream.”
Another soldier turned on Zhou He’s television and kept changing channels, allowing him to witness a bizarre scene. Every channel was showing the empty chair, while trending news was displayed as scrolling subtitles below.
“Besides the government, who else could get the national media to broadcast this live simultaneously? Teacher Fan wasn’t just trying to ride the wave of popularity or advertise, he was using himself as bait to cooperate with our arrest operation. You should know what kind of danger you’d face confronting a serial killer like Ma You, right? Teacher Fan might never come back. You may not be grateful for everything he’s done for you, you may not understand, you may not remember, but please don’t slander him. He’s a hero, not a madman.”
The soldier released Zhou He’s hand, saluted, apologized, and then carried the remaining supplies to the opposite door.
Only after they disappeared through the neighbor’s door did Zhou He finally come to his senses. He looked at his aching hands, then back at the lonely chair on the billboard, and his cheeks flushed crimson. So Fan Jialuo wasn’t just trying to ride the wave of popularity! To capture Ma You, he had actually disregarded his own life, and those who witnessed his sacrifice were calling him a madman.
When everyone was only concerned with their own safety and disregarded the lives of others, he bravely stood up to fight against evil. The world treated him with slander, defamation, humiliation, and misunderstanding, but he repaid the world with protection, tolerance, sacrifice, and dedication.
He possessed unwavering courage, which he poured into every moment of crisis without hesitation or retreat.
He was always so unique, and always so silent, never offering a single word of justification for the motives behind his actions. And as for those who loathed him——what, exactly, was their reason? Was it simply because he was unlike everyone else? Was it merely because he never uttered the sort of words that pander to worldly conventions?
Zhou He walked to the balcony in a daze, looking at the empty chair. Thinking of the person who might never return, he couldn’t help but burst into tears. Only today did he realize just how despicable and petty his former self had been. If his heart couldn’t hold such a noble person, what could it hold? Only filth and rubbish?
Zhou He was filled with remorse and worried that the two People’s Liberation Army comrades would refuse to take his child to see a doctor because of his slander against Fan Jialuo. Fortunately, it turned out that he was being narrow-minded again, he always thought the worst of people. The two soldiers rushed back after delivering the supplies, picked up the child, and left.
Zhou He was overjoyed and hastily packed a few clothes before following them. Father Zhou couldn’t keep up with them and could only wait anxiously at home.
After boarding the military vehicle and driving in silence for a while, Zhou He, holding the child, stammered, “Comrades of the People’s Liberation Army, I am truly sorry for what happened earlier. I misunderstood Teacher Fan and said many bad things.”
“Wait until Teacher Fan comes out of Ma You’s space before you apologize to him in person.” The soldier in the passenger seat said, waving his hand.
Zhou He was stunned for a moment before asking, “Teacher Fan can still come out?”
“Of course, he is an extremely powerful psychic. Who else could catch Ma You with his own hands? In fact, he was the one who helped to solve Ma You’s case. Otherwise, we might never have known why those victims disappeared into thin air and why they reappeared as corpses.”
“Yes, who would have thought of this? Everyone outside said that the killer was a ghost, but who would have thought it was a human.” Zhou He wanted to find out why Ma You had such a strange ability, but he was afraid of touching on military secrets. His lips moved a few times, but in the end he didn’t dare to ask.
The soldier driving seemed to have a high opinion of Fan Jialuo, emphasizing, “In fact, the fact that we can drive your daughter to the hospital now without worrying about being ambushed by Ma You on the way is all thanks to Teacher Fan. After he enters Ma You’s space, he will do his best to restrain him, preventing him from killing anyone, and we will all be safe. We can even rescue all those who are missing.”
Hearing these words, Zhou He was greatly encouraged, but a wave of guilt washed over him. Recalling the things he had said to slander Teacher Fan, he questioned his conscience——Zhou He, are you even human?
Meanwhile, Fan Jialuo was standing in a narrow, cramped, dark green space, looking around with great interest. Then he spread his arms, braced them against two rusty walls, and fiercely released his vast magnetic field……
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