Starting from the Red Moon
Chapter 103

Weeping Boy

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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 was spread far away, 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.

"There must be something wrong..."

Lu Xin silently thought that 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 072 Pollution Source, I could also feel the same fear. Even when dealing with Rose Flower pollution, I could feel the influence of that Rose Flower, but I just could hold it back. Therefore, Lu Xin decided to use this method to find Pollution Source.

Lu Xin doesn't just talk about it casually, but has been looking for evidence to prove that he is 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 to his side.

His 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 his sister, "Maybe it's because you are influencing me by being around, so please leave me for a while."

My sister looked at him more like she was looking at a fool. "I'm leaving, aren't you afraid of being eaten?"

Lu Xin thought for a while and said, "You can't stay too far away from me. If you see something wrong, come over and help me..."

My sister's eyes suddenly turned a bit 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..."

His 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."

"Candy alone isn't enough!"

My sister believed him, but she was not willing to give in. After thinking about it, her eyes looked a little proud. "I still want toys."

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

Lu Xin thought about it seriously and felt that he could no longer coax his sister at this time, so he nodded and said, "I'll think about it!"

"Really?"

The younger sister tilted her head and looked at him for a while.

"Really!"

Lu Xin said seriously, "But you have to pay close attention. If you see anything wrong, come over quickly, 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 away into the distance, and quickly disappeared into the forest of crying people.

Lu Xin exhaled lightly and stood among the crowd again.

Try to relax yourself and quietly feel everything around you.

At this time, he could hear the sound of the night wind blowing above his head, cries coming from the distant city, high-volume radio warnings, and the slow swaying of waist-high grass under his feet, or the occasional popping of a grain of grass.

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

So Lu Xin can feel that there is a huge and deep sadness shrouding this 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.

And then as he started to get 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 cry, Lu Xin even seemed to see a little boy huddled in the corner.

He was thin and small, facing the wall and 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 instantly.

Lu Xin seemed to have opened a gap in his heart, and a strong feeling of sadness suddenly poured out.

He seemed to have experienced countless tortures in an instant.

Countless times, he saw the silver-white surgery cutting into his body while he was awake.

There were countless times when I sat in a dark room without any light all day long.

There have been countless friends around him 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, afraid of the dark, and longs for people to appear.

But he also knew that whenever someone showed up, it was time to hurt him.

As a result, 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.

"Ouch..."

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

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

Lu Xin stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, the tips of his fingers were a little moist.

"No!"

He shook his head, then took a deep breath and looked away.

He knew what the pollution was about.

This is a kind of pollution that spreads through sound. If you hear this cry, you will become one of the cryers.

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

Special No. 072 Pollution Source, Wang Chu.

"I have found traces of contamination..."

As he spoke into the channel, he strode forward with a solemn voice. "Be prepared."

On the channel, Han Bing's voice suddenly became nervous. "What type?"

"It's crying..."

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

"I estimate that Pollution Source is a little boy hiding in the crowd..."

"..."

Han Bing said, "Understood, we are reporting it to 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."

When he heard this cry, Lu Xin already knew how Pollution Source spread it.

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

Moreover, 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 the possibility of them discovering this Pollution Source was 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 feels that this Pollution Source should have been carefully designed.

One hundred chapters. I like the number one hundred. For example, I suddenly have one hundred Golden Alliance, or suddenly one hundred aunts introduce me to someone... Or, one hundred people give me monthly votes today?

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