Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 582 Light

At this moment, the body that Banzhuang and Apai were carrying was a ferocious and painful Charred corpse.

From the looks of it, it was likely that the victims of last night's raging fire had died.

I don't know how many people were killed in that fire, but I haven't finished moving the bodies yet.

Just as the two of them were talking, Apai and Banzhuang were already in front of the truck carrying the bodies. Bang!

With a dull sound, the body was thrown into the truck like garbage, and in the truck, there was already a layer of bodies piled up.

The corpses were male and female, old and weak. Apart from the Charred corpse, which had been burned to death by the fire, there were still many mutilated corpses, such as fragments of corpses affected by the explosion. The smell of blood was extremely strong.

It was a bloody and terrifying scene.

But for Apai and Banzhuang, they were already numb, from the beginning when their legs and stomachs were weak to the present as if they were looking at a dead pig.

Human habits are scary.

When you get used to it, you become numb.

"Maybe." Facing Banzhuang, who had been talking a lot, Apai seemed to answer carelessly.

Perhaps even he disliked his talkative companion.

"Apai, aren't you curious how many people were killed in the explosion and fire last night? Every once in a while, the government would send another batch of people to transport the bodies... No one could say for sure how many bodies were transported, as if the government was deliberately hiding the true death figures..."

Banzhuang didn't know if he didn't know himself or if he had been taking the time to speak, so he didn't stop talking all the way.

Apai looked up at the dark rainy night.

The night on a rainy day was exceptionally dark.

It was an uncomfortable rainy day. Apai frowned and continued to walk quietly, "Don't talk about these things. I don't want to be implicated because of these things. I just want to make money, then come home safely, take a warm bath, sleep comfortably all night, nothing happens. Life goes on as usual."

"But..."

The two of them walked along and said that they soon came to a building, but the building was almost completely burned to the ground, and the noise made last night could be imagined.

It was like a shopping building, because on the roof of the building, there was a billboard that had not been completely burned.

At this moment, even at night, in the ruins of the building, there are still a lot of flashlights in the dim light, the ruins of the building, from time to time, the glare swept across, as if there were a lot of search and rescue personnel, still searching for the victims of the fire in the building.

However, it was not only the shopping building in front of him that was destroyed by the fire, but also a row of buildings nearby.

And these buildings, because they were relatively low, were probably the reason why the search and rescue work ended first. There were no flashlights for the rescue workers in these buildings, leaving only the dark after the line was burnt down.

Apai and Banzhuang were about to go to the shopping building when Banzhuang, who had been talking to Apai, stopped.

The man stood still.

He was holding a flashlight in his hand, shining on a dilapidated building behind him.

"What's wrong? Why did it stop all of a sudden?" Apai also stopped and asked.

Banzhuang's flashlight, which had been shining on the burning building behind him, hesitated and said, "Apai, I didn't know if it was my illusion. I seemed to see a flashlight in that building. It flashed me..."

Apai stared at it carefully for a while, but he did not see any light. He did not notice anything unusual except the dark paint, the burnt black outer wall, which was so dark that it made people feel uncomfortable.

"Banzhuang, you didn't mean to say that to scare me, did you? If that's the case, this joke isn't funny at all, and it doesn't fit the occasion at all." Apai said angrily and wanted to turn around and leave. No one would like to stand on a rainy night and feel wet from the heavy rain.

All of a sudden, Banzhuang screamed nervously, "Apai, I didn't lie to you! There really was a flashlight flashing just now!"

In fact, Apai had already seen the light without Banzhuang shouting.

At this moment, although it was raining heavily and her vision was a little blurry, she did see a faint light coming from the dark and empty building.

"Someone seems to be saying hello to us. Are there any other rescuers who found the bodies there and asked us to move them?" Just as Apai was about to run over with the flashlight in his hand, he was grabbed by Banzhuang's hand.

Banzhuang's palms were cold because of the rain.

Banzhuang's cold palms trembled as he grabbed Apai's arm. He didn't know if it was because he was too nervous or scared. He breathed a little quickly and whispered to Apai, "Apai, I think there's something wrong here. Why don't we find someone else to come over and go in together?"

"The others have searched for these buildings long ago, and there are no rescue teams at all. Now that the lights suddenly appear, how do I feel? It's frightening... Well, many people have been burned to death there. Do you think those people who died in the fire are looking for new scapegoats?"

The air on a rainy day was already damp and cold. Apai felt that the air temperature had dropped by more than ten degrees, and his whole body was cold and gloomy. He could not help but shiver when he was wet by the rain.

Apai hesitated, then gritted his teeth and decided to go with banzhuang to find someone else to come over.

Soon, they found the rescue team and returned. However, the group found nothing in the building.

There was no light, no rescue workers, not even a body.

Instead, Apai and Banzhuang were scolded. It was raining heavily outside, and few people wanted to get drenched in the cold rain.

However, no matter how hard Apai and Banzhuang argued, no one believed them, and they were scolded again.

Both of them felt unlucky and stopped talking about it, continuing their work of transporting the bodies. In any case, it won't be long before the government sends someone else to replace them.

Apai and Banzhuang carried the bodies numbly. As expected, before midnight, the government sent a group of people to take over their work.

...

Whoosh, whoosh!

In the rainy season of southeast asia, it rains cats and dogs.

At this moment, in a building outside the war zone, Fang Zheng was far away, looking at the groups of people who were changing shifts in the war zone. Then, he turned to the dark shopping building.

At this moment, Fang Zheng was wearing a set of props, combat clothes, tactical helmets and did not reveal his true face.

In a typical movie, militants dress up.

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