Carl wanted to say that most of the more than 3,000 villagers were innocent.

But he held back.

Who has ever thought clearly about the innocent Susan and what the villagers did to her, bullying and insulting a woman who is already desolate is an immoral act worthy of condemnation.

People who can pity Susan but stand by are mostly too weak and are reluctant to sacrifice some so-called secular relationships and interests, because for most villagers, the "harmony" in the village and the ability to sell at a better price without worrying about sales is much more important than the justice of an irrelevant woman.

Even if there is one person who lends a helping hand to Susan, blocks the fallen slap, and persuades him to punch and kick; even if there is one person who speaks about his surname and morality, it will not cause Susan's tragedy for so many years...

Carl could not imagine that this would happen in the modern era of Arant in the eleventh century.

No one cares about it, and the whole people are brutally violent, causing a tragedy...

But the Fahai trio who were stationed in the northwest and the third brother in the northeast were well aware that there were countless such inhumane things in the local poor villages and backward ravines.

It's just that no one exposed or exposed it.

The capital circle is prosperous and modern, and all the big and small things happening under the sun can be discussed through the Internet and the media.

But behind places tend to be more customs and herds than laws.

"Sixteen years ago, you had five years of history of mental disorders. Do you still remember it? How did you recover from it later? Do you remember?" Carl asked softly.

Uncovering the scars makes Carl psychologically burdened, even if she is a preparatory death row prisoner.

"Remember to go crazy, not remember how good it is."

Susan replied.

She still had no extra expression.

Those days when even animals are not as good as her, are not worthy of her expression.

The madman Susan's infamous reputation even spread to several nearby villages, affecting Susan's younger brothers' finding a partner.

So my mother's family became even worse. Even if she got married, she would be beaten like she was at home.

It was very painful for the third brother to read Susan’s memory.

She was like a skinned lamb held in a box with iron walls.

The iron box was sunk to the bottom of the dark water without seeing the light.

The bloody lamb hits the wall every day and wants to go out.

The soul endures the torture of suffocation, but the body has no sense.

The beating and scolding, the madman Susan laughs, or is silent.

The failure to attack her surname led to the whole village bullying her.

This is not a Susan story.

The Arante Republic Federation has developed to this day, manned rockets and AI have been launched, and science and technology are booming.

But far away from the capital circle, there are still people who endure long-term prejudice and violence...

This is not just Susan's story.

If one day everyone is not lucky enough, this is everyone's story...

Silence is an accomplice, the next sentence is: an accomplice is the next victim.

Maybe it wasn't your hit, but it could be your friends, family, or even children...

The third brother stared at the top and signaled that Carl could ask the next question.

"Although your superpowers have been taken away, the person who instructs you, or Gwenter, will prepare a backup plan for you."

Carl said firmly.

This is the reminder given by the third brother, and it is also the reminder that Carl got from the cunning veterinarian Bronchi.

As soon as this problem arose, the third brother Jason nodded at him without a trace.

"You are all going to be shot, are you still afraid that I will be a death row prisoner?"

Susan mocked.

Very ordinary sarcastic tone.

But with the blessing of the "halo" of thousands of murderers, it seems gloomy and terrifying.

The people in the observation room, combined with the past experiences of the demon Susan and the evil deeds of killing people and slaughtering the village, inexplicably analyzed that there are a thousand hidden meanings in Susan's words -

You are all soft and light!

A hypocrite who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong!

The world is nonsense!

"I'm not afraid of you, nor your superpowers! I'm also a superpower! If I want to kill you, you won't be able to enter this door," Carl said aggressively and sharply: "But my superpowers are not used like this! If I abuse it indiscriminately, then what's the difference between me and those beasts who bully you?"

Carl showed a more ironic feminine smile and said fiercely: "My superpower is used to deter those idle people who abuse you, warn those scumbags who are ill-hearted, and stop the beasts who beat you! And then they are all sent to the dock of the court and throw them into prison, so that those beasts who use their insignificant selfishness to humiliate the powerless to resist the weak will smell bad in prison! It's bad! My superpower is used to supervise every dark corner of this world and save people when a heartbreaking tragedy happens!"

Carl spoke louder and louder.

He wasn't scolding Susan.

Instead, he is denounced every accomplice who caused the village slaughter.

The Logan court refused to give a divorce judgment.

The lazy government of village cadres and public officials is blind,

Even federal legal publicity and supervision efforts...

All need to be condemned...

It can be said that everyone here owe Susan an apology.

Although the village official who witnessed Susan being beaten up, he turned around and left on the grounds that "it was difficult for a clean official to make a decision to get to know the mud." Although the judge who made the judgment of not being divorced did not have the compulsory responsibility to understand the truth in depth, he could only look at the evidence submitted and the statements of the parties involved in court. Although the law enforcement agencies in the entire northwest cannot guarantee that every household can spread the law and supervise it to every public office...

But they are still wrong...

Including all the agents and inspectors who enjoy federal allowances and are dressed in bright and neat clothes.

Compared with Susan, who has a bruised nose, a swollen face, and a body full of open and secret injuries.

Everyone should feel guilty!

Taxes are given by the people, and public power is delegated by the federal government.

But what have they done to the people's hounds and the balances of the people?!

Promotion and salary increase, political struggles are lying down?

This does not violate the law, it is just not doing its best.

It can be said that in the northwest of Rogen Village, everyone in the federal office is an executioner...

Carl felt guilty.

He thought everyone present should feel guilty.

The entire officialdom in the northwest border should be slapping his own mouth!

When something happens, the blind cat shirks the responsibility, and when they encounter dead rats, they will promote their contributions.

Does anyone really care about the 18-year-old girl who was excluded and beaten in an ordinary family in the depths of Logan Village?

After she was bullied by scum, the whole world blamed her.

No one helps her when she is despised, insulted, mean, and abused.

Then, when slaughtering the village, don’t think about surviving!

Susan did not complain, nor did she say how hateful those who beat and abused her were.

She just looked at the world in silence, whether it had become better.
Chapter completed!