NOVEL NEXT Chapter 68 The thoughtful Amelia Su
Within a month after the official base announced its completion, the first phase of first-, second- and third-level resettlement houses were all filled.
far exceeded the estimated population of 30.
But the vast majority of them are people with D-level fire cards and living in level three resettlement houses. Even if the amount exceeds expectations, it doesn't matter.
After all, there is water, electricity, and heating here, which is thousands of times better than the original shelter that was just a bunkhouse on the ground!
The second-level resettlement building where Mu Jiu was located was already full of houses and bustling within a week of her moving in.
The girl who was taken to hospital by the police downstairs also came back, but she was the only one who came back.
The stepfather who was stabbed dozens of times was probably dead and buried.
There is a special body disposal facility in the base.
Because there are so many people who come to the base alone, no one collects them in order to prevent the bodies from piling up in mountains.
The disposal agency will incinerate the bodies and bury them in the mountains of the North District.
When the corpse is disposed of, its corresponding identity fire card will also be cancelled, and the remaining points will be handed over to the base.
However, if a relative claims it, the points will be handed over to the relative, just like an inheritance.
In the afternoon when the girl came back, she came to Mu Jiu's house.
Mu Jiu expected this, after all, the dagger in her pocket suddenly appeared.
She was the only one who came close to her in the building that day, and any little girl who wasn't stupid would know.
"What's going on?" Mu Jiu opened the door and asked.
What caught Mu Jiu's eyes was a bald girl...
A large sterile gauze was applied to her forehead, and a gauze was used to cover her head.
Mu Jiu thought that this was probably caused by a large piece of scalp being ripped off by a man at that time. Now that the temperature is so low, it is not easy to recover from the injury.
There were many deep and shallow wounds on the girl's face, which made her look pitiful.
The girl sheepishly handed over a black handbag, "Sister, I am the neighbor who lives in Room 911. My name is Su Xiaoyu.
Thank you sister for helping me a few days ago, otherwise I would have been tortured to death by my stepfather..."
Mu Jiu did not reach out to take the bag she handed over, but asked:
"When did I help? Miss, are you mistaken?"
In the apocalypse, things like killing people and handing over knives can be done casually outside, even if she is a bloodthirsty murderer.
But this is an official base with established rules. Killings must be done responsibly, and she doesn't want to get involved in a lawsuit.
Su Xiaoyu smiled generously at Mu Jiu and added, "I'm talking about my sister going downstairs to call the police for me. Thank you!"
Speaking of this, her mood suddenly became depressed.
"But the police came late. My stepfather wanted to force me. In desperation, I accidentally injured him and seriously injured him.
First I lost my mother, and now I have lost my stepfather. From now on, I will have to live alone..."
Mu Jiu narrowed her eyes. This girl was quite capable of telling lies. She might become a ruthless character in the future.
"Well, my condolences! Is there anything else?" Mu Jiu asked.
Amelia Su was a little embarrassed by Mu Jiu's cold reaction.
Seeing that Mu Jiu neither wanted to talk to her nor accept her gifts, he simply put the black bag in his hand at Mu Jiu's door and hurried towards his house.
As he walked, he turned back and said to Mu Jiu:
"Sister, please accept the gift. This is a little bit of my gratitude. Thank you very much for your help!
From now on, we will all be neighbors on the first floor, and I have to ask my sister to take care of me! "
After slamming the door shut, Mujiu stared in that direction for three seconds, thoughtfully.
Then Mu Jiu bent down and carried the black bag into his room.
Opening the bag, the first thing that caught Mu Jiu's eyes was the dagger she handed out a few days ago. This must be the real purpose of Amelia Su coming to her today.
She didn't seem to be as simple as she appeared on the surface, and the matter of killing her stepfather seemed more like a plan on her part in retrospect.
Mu Jiu thought that maybe Amelia Su just wanted her help as a personal witness that day so that she could kill her stepfather smoothly without having to bear the guilt of murder.
But Mu Jiu not only acted as a witness, but also handed over the murder weapon. Afterwards, he also helped people find the police and dealt with the scene in a timely manner...
Judging from the stepfather's thoughts about her, it was obvious that she had probably had murderous intentions for a long time.
Under the black bag sent by Amelia Su, there was a full 10 kilograms of packaged frozen pork, which looked like it had just been purchased from the commercial agency opposite.
10 pounds of frozen pork, a total of 200 points, is not a small sum for ordinary people.
Is she using supplies to seal her seal, or is she showing kindness?
After thinking for a moment, Mu Jiu put the bag of frozen pork into the space warehouse. Don't be stupid if you deliver something to your door.
In the evening, when Gu Nuan came back from get off work, she knocked on the door and said mysteriously:
"Sister, our doorman has another person coming to work. Do you know who it is?"
Mu Jiu looked at him, "Who?"
"The girl who killed her stepfather in that room last time!"
Gu Nuan pointed towards Room 911 with her hand, and then said:
“Her name is Su Xiaoyu, and Uncle Yuan felt sorry for her, and even said good things to my brother to give her the day shift.
Now there are four of us, working in four shifts 24 hours a day, Amelia Su in the morning, me in the afternoon, my brother in the early morning, and Uncle Yuan in the late night. "
Mu Jiu wasn't too surprised when Gu Nuan said this. People who frequently give away 10 kilograms of frozen pork will never be poor.
Those who can live in secondary resettlement housing have C-level fire cards at worst.
Looking at her like this, she probably inherited the points from the whole family and became a B-level, so she was able to go to work as a doorman today.
Mu Jiu's thoughts were once again verified. This girl is not simple, she is very good at planning.
But Mu Jiu didn't care, what did this have to do with her.
Mu Jiu spent more than a month idle at home, waiting until all the areas open to the first phase of the base were occupied before deciding to go out for a walk.
It was around this time in her previous life that she came to join the base after hearing the official news.
At that time, she was able to save a little bit of supplies by scavenging around for zero dollars.
Not much, I redeemed 300 points in the government affairs hall and got a D-level Tinder card.
Because when entering the base, you need to hand in 50 points as the threshold for staying in the base.
She was placed in a third-level resettlement center on the west side, in a large room of about 30 square meters, with a floor height of 2.8 meters and filled with specially made three-story single iron beds with upper, middle and lower bunk beds.
The bottom of the bed on the bottom bunk is often stuffed with a pile of rags.
There are 18 beds in a room, and a 1-meter single bed has to squeeze two people into it, so a room can often accommodate more than 30 people.
The beds are not divided into men and women, but people of the same sex will be squeezed into the same bed, but this does not prevent strangers from messing around on your bed.
In short, the atmosphere is smoky, the stench is overwhelming, and the good and the bad are mixed, but in the end of the world, no one can escape, they can only bow their heads and bear it.