After learning the specific news, Zhou Jinru was not in a hurry to leave St. Martin. Instead, he and Silver Fox went to the police station in Qiangwei District. They built a monument at the place where they fought, with the sacrificed public officials engraved on the front and engraved on the back.

Engraved with missing persons whose names can be identified.

"Saint Martin has done a pretty good job in this area, but it's a pity that it didn't focus on doing practical things."

Even in wealthy areas, there are not many citizens walking on the road. The three of them are not very conspicuous. Zhou Jinru is in a wheelchair, but he politely lets passers-by get out of the way. They are walking on the way to the monument, and in the hearts of passers-by

, would define them as the suffering people who were harmed by disasters in distant times.

"In fact, there is nothing wrong. In the distant future, we are fighting for St. Martin. In the distant future, we are also fighting for this city. But we didn't expect that the people who rule this city are not of the same mind as us."

Zhou Jinru's eyes were bright. He saw the monument standing in the open area, and not far away was the police station which was still under renovation.

It is not so much a monument as a cenotaph with centralized burials. In addition to the victims with names and photos on the front, there is a list of the missing on the back. There are some bouquets on the ground, and several citizens are watching.

, they are either looking for the names of people they know, or remembering those who can no longer come back.

"Sir, do you have friends who disappeared in that darkness?"

A man in formal attire asked in a low voice, his tone was very low and his mood was full of sadness.

Zhou Jinru nodded, pressed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, and carefully searched through the dense list. Among the unfamiliar names, he found an unfamiliar name.

Dunbar.

The person who robbed him on the way didn't have a close relationship with each other, but the way the other person wanted to survive and refused to let go of his dignity still stuck in Zhou Jinru's heart.

"My friend was a very hard-working person. I didn't know him well when he was alive, but after he disappeared, I began to miss him."

The man standing not far away smiled bitterly: "Yes, it seems that we are the same kind of people. Before my wife disappeared, I always complained that she lived the same life every day, doing fixed things at fixed times.

, wake up, make breakfast, do housework, make lunch, watch TV, do housework, make dinner, read a book, go to bed.”

"She always likes to make fried noodles. I have been making noodles for eight years, and I can recite every step of her cooking. I once thought about staying away from her, but now it seems so ridiculous."

The man's eyes were red and he was talking in front of several strangers.

He lit a cigarette for himself, smoked silently, and laughed out loud: "You know, I tried to use her steps to make fried noodles for dinner last night, and I found that I couldn't make that kind of noodles at all.

Taste, maybe I will never taste that taste again, thank you, thank you all for listening to my nonsense for so long, goodbye."

He laughed and burst into tears, covered his face and quickly left the monument, stumbling away.

Dunbar...

Zhou Jinru muttered the name silently and said softly: "Let's go back to Rhode Island. I hope everyone here can find their own place."

Another man once told him this, but now it seems that St. Martin, the land of freedom and dreams, has not prepared enough space for the people who come here.

…

Shuangye packed her things, and she suddenly realized that she had nothing worth remembering. Most of them could be discarded. Anyway, there were new ones in Rhode Island. When she left the rental house, she didn't even have anything to commemorate.

Standing outside, Jian Lei unexpectedly looked at Shuang Ye with both hands empty: "You don't want any of your things?"

"No, I can exchange it for a new one. Rhode Island has plenty of money anyway."

Jian Lei nodded slightly: "This is not like you, little fox. Why were you so resistant to Rhode Island before?"

Shuangye glanced at his companion, frowned and said, "Don't be such a bitch, okay?"

"I'm just curious. Think about it, if you don't even go to community college, wouldn't the tuition you paid before be wasted?"

Shuangye took a few steps quickly in disgust and distanced the two of them: "Rhodes Island has high school courses, just wait until the teachers arrive to start classes. I can definitely get a high school diploma in Rhodes Island, and I am an infected person and have a university degree."

Is it really that important to me? I don’t go to other mobile cities to work.”

Jian Lei didn't say anything else. It seemed that Shuang Ye had already planned her life, and every one of them was related to Rhode Island. She loved that place from the bottom of her heart.

Life in Rhode Island is indeed easy. There are not so many twists and turns, and there is no discrimination or derogation. Non-infected people and infected people live in harmony. Everyone likes to sit in the employee bar after get off work in the evening, drink, and play one or two board games. I also have my own way of entertainment after returning to the dormitory.

"My former friends all said that Rhodes Island is a good place and recommended me to go there. But at that time, Rhodes Island had fallen into silence because of the doctor's departure, so I didn't go. It's a pity."

Shuangye was originally a young soldier in Colombia. He entered Rhode Island by chance. When he heard Jian Lei describing his former subordinates, his pointed ears twitched slightly and he said curiously: "I heard that you were squeezed out. You

Are those young men still alive?"

"I have retired, and they must have also changed their jobs. They are far away from here, in the Rust Belt. I haven't seen them in person for more than a year. I usually communicate with them through letters."

Jian Lei sighed, unwilling to recall those turbulent years of his life. When the two of them passed by the Eagle's Nest Bar, they happened to see Chief Sheriff William leading his people to arrest the gang members who had gathered here, including those who had robbed the bar.

Those minors who passed Zhou Jinru.

"Chief William, are they causing trouble again?"

Jian Lei glanced at the wilted young men.

William shook the fat on his face and said with a smile: "These little bastards need to be disciplined. They have refused to change despite repeated admonitions. Now a fair trial awaits them."

Jian Lei didn't want to ask anything at all. After listening to William's explanation, he and Shuang Ye left directly.

The gangs running around the Eagle's Nest Bar are iron-clad. Even if William is forced to deal with this group of people, they will bring in another group of gang members from the outer city in a few days.

"Are we going back to the Glasgow Gang's headquarters now?"
Chapter completed!