Li Anxin calmly reported a number, holding her chin with her hand, and lightly stroking the personal information that Lan had sent not long ago in the air.

"What?! You, what are you talking about?" Somehow, a trace of panic flashed in Muhan's eyes.

"The total amount of profits you earn from each trade delivery." Li Anxin said with a gentle smile, but her smile was extremely terrifying in Muhan's eyes, as if she was a devil.

“That’s far more than what you would invest initially in building a coalition.”

"So what have you contributed to the trains over the years?"

"You are the profiteer behind the organ trade on the train black market, raping and killing young girls..."

Before Li Anxin could continue to list Muhan's sins, the man's terrified yet angry voice interrupted her.

“This is slander!!”

"Your words are not enough! How could you, a newcomer, know so much? You made it all up! This is just your one-sided story!"

Muhan roared, then stood up with some pride, as if he was sure that the girl in front of him could not do anything to him.

Are you kidding me?

My status is so noble! This train is my home!

Do whatever you want!

Just as he tried to see the meaning of following in the eyes of the other elders, he found that everyone was looking at him with pity, as if they were looking at a dying man.

"This is not empty talk, Elder Muhammad." At this moment, Gerald opened his mouth slowly with a playful smile on his lips.

It seemed as if this determined old guy had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

"How about you take a look at the information I just threw up?"

"what?!"

Muhan screamed and jumped onto the table, picked up the documents like crazy, and looked at them in front of his eyes.

What is the information of the measurement data?

It was clearly a list of evidences of his guilt!

"This, hahahaha... How is this possible? How is this possible?!"

When Muhan thought of the consequences he would face, he suddenly collapsed and wanted to destroy the evidence. The next moment, Gerd gave Sasha a look.

The girl raised her head suddenly, and like a silver lightning, she came in front of Muhan in an instant. Taking advantage of the gap when the other party didn't react, she twisted the other's arm and pressed it under her body.

"Fuck! Who do you think you are? How dare you do this..."

Muhan struggled, but how could he be a match for an S-level player?

When he looked up, he found that the girl's eyes were red on her resolute face. The anger and coldness revealed in her eyes made him shudder.

"It's your turn to go to hell. I never thought this day would come to you."

Sasha said softly, she felt relieved and said goodbye to the emotions that she had buried in her heart long ago.

After handcuffing Muhan and taking him away from the conference table, Sasha found an empty corner and punched Muhan in the face viciously, venting her anger.

"You...don't come over here! Damn it! Is there anyone who can stop this crazy woman! Do you know who you are hitting...Ugh!"

Looking at the man's face that was swollen like a pig's head, Sasha took a deep breath, kicked the man's abdomen viciously, grabbed the man's head and slammed it to the ground:

"People like you cannot appreciate the value of life even if you die."

"Now you are about to die, and your trial is getting closer. Those emotions will continue to torment you. I will appreciate your expression and every move before you die."

"Go to hell and repent."

.........

Muhammad was thrown into jail, and the train puts everyone who seriously breaks its rules on trial.

At that time, everyone on the train would see him, who used to be so glorious, kneeling in a miserable state like a prisoner, muttering words of atonement in a daze, and finally meeting the end of his life.

Gerald tapped the tabletop with his fingers, looking at everyone at the round table with amusement.

The elders lowered their heads in fear and trepidation, and no one dared to say anything more.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

"Why aren't you talking? The crisis hasn't been resolved yet, so think of a solution, everyone."

The elders were all terrified and nodded quickly.

They thought that under the checks and balances of power, Jerde had no way to do anything to them, until what happened just now, none of their trusted subordinates dared to step forward to stop it.

This means that all of them have been sidelined by this old guy without realizing it.

Reckoning is only a matter of time, but the time has not come yet.

Perhaps after Muhammad's death, they will be next.

"Okay, since you guys can't think of anything, let me suggest something."

"We can't abandon those people in the damaged carriages. The maintenance team will do everything they can to repair them. I will think about the distribution of supplies. We won't abandon anyone."

"In fact, what Muhammad said is not entirely wrong. There are people in the last carriage who do hate us because of the current situation. This is the dark side of human nature."

"But this does not mean that the brilliance of human nature is ridiculous. The darker the place, the brighter the brilliance of human nature shines. On the contrary, the brilliance of human nature in disasters is rare and precious."

"What would be left in this world without light?"

"I will prove it to you."

After saying these words, Gerd left the meeting room on his own, leaving everyone staring at each other in amazement.

An elder who was familiar with this old guy had a vague premonition in his heart.

This old guy is about to do something crazy.

.........

Just when people were panicking and felt that their future was dark and that they would eventually die, the train announcement sounded.

"Dear passengers, hello. Now I will tell you a heavy fact."

"According to the data, the possibility of us being able to cross this sea area is zero."

The train conductor Gerd's voice hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

"How can this be?"

"Are we all going to die?"

"We will all die in these waters and be forgotten..."

"No, I don't want to die!"

People's panic spread, and those who were emotionally broken covered their heads, unable to accept this fact no matter what. A riot broke out in the carriage.

But soon, the conductor's voice continued:

"But this does not mean that our chances of survival are zero."

"According to the intelligence, if we can purify this sea area, we will no longer be attacked by the mermaids in the sea. This is the only possibility for us to leave this sea area."

"Purification...?"

"We need to find the coordinates of 'Atlantis' in this sea area. There may be a way to purify the sea area there."

"Even if it's just a 'maybe', even if there's little hope, this is the only chance we can pursue."

On the radio, Gerd's voice was like a heavy rock, pressing down on everyone's hearts. If there was no hope, they might have been completely crushed.

Everyone knows what this means.

"So, what do we do...?"

someone asked cautiously.

This sentence also became a doubt in everyone's heart.

"There are still a large number of fish within 500 meters underwater. They gather there. If we send down a detection bell, it will be torn to pieces by the violent fish in the first place."

"If we want to clear an area, we can use oxygen bombs to detonate the underwater holes. The moment the holes touch the sea water, the mermaids will be pulled into the holes by the violent suction force."

"The only way is for one person to drive a submarine carrying an oxygen bomb and have our people escort it all the way to the hole and detonate the bomb."

"The explosion range of the oxygen bomb is beyond the submarine's ability to escape, so the person driving the submarine will inevitably die, and even the escort will bear huge risks."

"This is a one-way gamble. The stakes are the lives of everyone on the train and the future of all mankind."

Gerald's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

After hearing these words, many people in the crowd subconsciously took a step back.

"We will give preferential treatment to the children of martyrs. They will receive the best education on the train and have the right to live in the front carriage. We will arrange for someone to guide them throughout their growth. His/her name will be remembered by us, and his/her death will not be buried by the sea. We will build a tombstone for him/her in the Martyrs' Park in Mirror City, and sing this legendary experience to future generations forever."

People listened to Jerde's words in silence, and were slightly touched, but some people still snorted coldly:

"Haha, what's the point of all this if the person is dead! You hypocritical fellows, why don't you go by yourselves! You can only say these nice words, what do you think of us?!"

These words touched many people's hearts, and people had different expressions on their faces, but the vast majority of people stepped back silently, not wanting to be the glamorous 'hero'.

Only a few people were left there, and they stood out from the retreating crowd.

A little girl ran to the man next to her and gently hooked his finger, with tears in her eyes:

"Dad...can we go? I'm a little scared...I don't want to stay here."

She was already able to guess some things.

The man tried to force a tired smile and gently stroked his daughter's face beside him. Countless scenes seemed to flow through his eyes, which were scenes of his daughter's growth from childhood to adulthood.

She was born on the train, and her mother died in childbirth. Even in the dark last carriage, she was like a little bird spreading smiles and beauty, staying by his side, shining and dispelling the shadows for his miserable and incompetent life.

He listened to his daughter's words, tears streaming down his face, and he gently bent down and hugged her body:

"I'm sorry, Dad is useless... I made you suffer so much. Dad wants to go on a long journey. In the future, uncles and aunts will treat you well. You will live a better life. You must grow up happily..."

The man's voice choked, and the little girl also realized something and hugged her father tightly:

"I don't want it! Dad, don't leave! I don't want a better life, I just want Dad to stay with me..."

People noticed this father and daughter. Some people had mixed feelings, while others were secretly happy.

Everyone silently left enough space for them, waiting for something.

After a long time, the man slowly straightened up and walked forward step by step. The shadow of death shrouded his heart and his cowardly soul trembled in fear. He began to tremble uncontrollably, until after taking a few more steps, he suddenly knelt on the ground and retched.

This scene happened in many carriages.

Many of them had wives and children, and even though they knew what was ahead of them, they still stood up without any prior agreement.

They have nothing in their lifetime and can only ignite their souls and turn them into light to protect their loved ones.

The man continued to retch, trying his best to overcome his fear and move forward.

At this moment, an old man in military uniform walked silently from behind him, helped him up and handed him a handkerchief:

"Take it, and then go back to your daughter. A childhood without a father is bound to be unhappy."

As the old man spoke, he pulled down his military cap, walked past the man without hesitation, and was the first to arrive at the call-up desk.

He stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the military uniform that he hadn't worn for a long time; the uniform that he was most proud of. He straightened his back and tried to return to his most confident side.

The old man in the mirror is no longer as vigorous as before, but the determination in his bones and the eagle-like sharp eyes remain on his old face.

He laughed suddenly.

He is a retired veteran who has participated in countless wars, big and small, for China. He came to this world after blocking a stray bullet for his comrades on a battlefield.

He thought that the rest of his life would be spent in mediocrity, but now he can put on this outfit and shine again for his noble ideals.

"For the sake of humanity?... It's really a good destination."

"Do you have a wife or children?"

Gerd's voice came over the radio.

Then came the old soldier's voice, sonorous and resonant:

"It is because I am alone and there are thousands of lights behind me that I can go to the battlefield with confidence!"

Chapter 286 "Siren Sea" The Withering of the Ocean, the Echo of the Sorrow

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