Chapter 114 Public Revenge and Private Revenge
Although Su Mo had known about the cruelty of the border in the game, when the game became reality and he actually heard the native people from the border speaking face to face, he suddenly felt a kind of sadness that the game had never brought to him.
The boundary between games and reality seems to be blurred or even disappeared at this moment
Su Mo subconsciously looked at Dongdong's left arm and the normal curvature of his back, and asked, "What's the prosthetic body you have?"
When it comes to his prosthetic body, Dongdong's mood seems to be much better: "To be honest, sometimes I often wonder if God sees me as too pitiful and has left me some good luck."
"When I was expelled from the group and was dying on the street, an old man named Gordon saved me. He was a doctor and opened a small hospital called Ping An Clinic."
"He helped me amputate my necrotic left arm, gave me basic reconstruction of the prosthetic body, and then replaced the broken spine with a prosthetic body, allowing me to stand up again."
After listening to Dongdong's description, Su Mo was stunned.
Gordon from Ping An Clinic?
Good guy, that was the first generation of Border King!
A legendary figure who single-handedly killed more than twenty elite members of the Fourth Anti-Violence Section and scared the city council into silence!
Dongdong actually has contact with such a big shot? It’s really not explained in the game plot.
Dongdong tilted his head and murmured: "This old guy Gordon is very strange. He didn't ask me beforehand if I could afford the medical bills, and he didn't ask me for money afterwards. He just let me go after rescuing me, and even said that he would You can come back to him if you are injured."
"Most frontline doctors only think about how to trick people. I've never seen such a good person who saves everyone. It's really strange. I'm not afraid of having my gold coins exploded by ungrateful gangsters one day."
"But for a good person like him, he should be rewarded with good things. Yes, he will be."
At present, Dongdong does not know Gordon's true identity.
Su Mo didn't explain it.
This king's time has long passed.
Gordon was once a powerful thug, but his family was unfortunate. This misfortune also transformed him into a wise man with great wisdom.
He saw through the true nature of the so-called "King of the Border" and knew that the crown was just a poisonous apple that tempted the border people to kill each other, so he quietly withdrew from this endless dispute.
Gordon spent the rest of his life searching for inner peace.
When he saved Dongdong, just like he saved other people, he was repaying the sins of countless murders in his youth.
On the other hand, he probably thought of his daughter who died innocently.
If Gordon had been alone, had no weaknesses, and continued along the original path, it's hard to say what the Crescent City would be like now.
Now that the old king has been dead for more than forty years, it is better not to disturb him for the rest of his life.
Su Mo took the initiative to change the topic: "What happened next? What did you do after you got the prosthetic body?"
Dongdong lay down on the lawn and his tone became more relaxed: "After I was cured by the old man, I continued to hang out on the streets. Sometimes I worked alone, sometimes I found someone to work with me. That's how I worked hard until now."
"My childhood was unfortunate, but I also understood a truth. Anything that doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!"
"So in the past few years, I have been telling myself in my heart - ah, you have to work hard to become stronger. Even if life abandons you, you have to live a good life with your own strength!"
Su Mo smiled knowingly and touched Dongdong's little head: "You are really amazing. Your life will definitely get better and better."
"Oh, don't touch my head, I'm not tall!" Dong Dong touched Su Mo's hand, but didn't really push it away.
She picked up the wild cat in her arms, raised it above her head, and said with a playful smile: "Don't think I'm pitiful. Although I was miserable when I was a child, I lived a comfortable life later."
"After I got the prosthetic body, I went back and beat up those idiots in the group, beating them until they cried for father and mother."
"Originally, I wanted to hit that rich man in the inner city, but unfortunately that guy died in a car accident. I didn't have the chance to blow his head off with a stick. What a pity, what a pity."
"Anyway, I'm living a good life now. If I have money, I'll spend it. If I don't have money, I'll do something. I'll be happy every day!"
A smile appeared on Su Mo's face. He gently rubbed Dongdong's little mind and said meaningfully: "Then have you ever considered changing to a freer and happier life?"
Dongdong blinked: "What do you mean?"
Su Mo felt that the atmosphere was in place, so he blurted out the invitation: "For example, follow me."
"Dudu——"
Without warning, the piercing sound of the trumpet came.
A car drove up and parked behind the two of them. The small animals in the woods shrank in fear, and the wild cat in Dongdong's arms also fled in panic.
Su Mo frowned and looked.
It was a security patrol car and a deputy got out.
Dongdong's eyes became wary and he muttered: "What is the Sheriff doing here?"
This is deep in the Dream Lake Wetland, and it is the job of the wetland ranger to patrol. The Sheriff really shouldn't be here.
The Sheriff walked over slowly and said to the two of them in a commanding tone: "Show the chip."
The Crescent City Public Security Management Regulations stipulate that the sheriff has the right to conduct routine inspections on border residents at any time, and the two can only cooperate.
The Sheriff scanned Su Mo's chip and said nothing.
After scanning Dongdong's chip, he took out the handcuffs and pointed to the ground: "Hold your head with your hands and kneel down."
Dongdong asked: "Why should I kneel down?"
The Sheriff's voice rose a few degrees: "I tell you to kneel down!"
Dongdong pushed back angrily: "I won't kneel! What did I do?"
The Sheriff said sternly: "You have nearly a hundred criminal records. Now I suspect that you may pose a security risk to the inner city. I want to take you back to the station for interrogation. Do you have any questions?"
Dongdongzhan clenched his fists, his face full of dissatisfaction: "I admit it if I have a criminal record. But I haven't done anything now, why should I be arrested?"
The Sheriff couldn't help but grab Dongdong's wrist and twist it to his lower back.
Just as the Sheriff was about to handcuff him, Su Mo stopped him and said calmly: "Sir, you look a little familiar. Your eyes are very similar to someone I have seen."
"Let me guess, do you have a nephew who is in his twenties, blond, likes to have his hair perked up, and had dinner at the Black Pearl Restaurant two hours ago?"
The Sheriff sneered, but denied: "I don't know what you are talking about. Get out of here and don't hinder me from carrying out my official duties."
Su Mo: "That incident was originally caused by your nephew's provocation. Not only did you fail to educate him properly, but you also relied on your status as the police chief to avenge your private vendetta. Isn't this bad?"
The Sheriff's face turned grim and he said seriously: "I told you to get out of here!"
Su Mo still stood there and said silently: "According to the Crescent City Public Security Management Regulations, when a person with a criminal record is routinely summoned, the corresponding documents must be produced, and two peace officers must be present at the same time. What you are doing now It’s against the rules, and she has the right not to cooperate with you.”
There was a ferocious look in the Sheriff's eyes: "Okay, you asked for this."
He suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Su Mo, shouting sternly: "Hold your head with your hands! Kneel down! You are suspected of threatening the police officer, kneel down immediately! Otherwise, I have the right to shoot you to death on the spot!"