I Have Always Believed that in this Society, the Majority are Still Good People

Honestly, Fang Ran felt that the past twenty years of his life were nowhere as exciting as the past four days.

Three days ago, he experienced an 'earthquake', was buried under a station and a high-rise building, and eventually became a wanted criminal for stealing a national historic relic.

Two days ago, he experienced skydiving, landed in a foreign city, and went crashing down from the roof of a building.

One day ago, he forcefully burst into the women's changing room, was dragged into a Night Battle where he genuinely experienced life and death, and killed people before going through his first-ever experience of wearing women's clothes at the end.

However, Fang Ran felt that none of these things shocked him as much as today.

Because the past few days were all things that were beyond his world views, so Fang Ran automatically classified them as 'Reconstruction of World Views'.

However, what happened today was indeed within Fang Ran's cognition!

Gang, transaction, gunfight, darkness, money…

What the f*ck, these things that only happen in movies are really happening to me?

The corners of Fang Ran's mouth twitched as he looked at the case in front of him that was filled with US dollars. This was money that he had never seen before and would probably never be able to earn in his entire life.

"Hah."

Fang Ran's shoulders drooped helplessly and sighed. He then picked up the case filled with US dollars.

Unexpectedly, 500,000 dollars was not heavy.

"Oh? This is actually not bad. Finally, a small gain at long last,"

Ling had also seen the money in the box and said this without much surprise. Then, she saw Fang Ran picking up another case and asked with interest,

"Don't you want to open it and see what it is?"

Fang Ran rolled his eyes and replied, "No, I don't. I can guess with just my heels that the goods in this case that these two groups of people were trading, is definitely nothing legal. Either ways, it's definitely not something that ordinary people like me should see."

"Heh~" Ling chuckled lightly and did not bother too much about it. After clearing everyone's short-term memory with her telekinesis, she floated outside and said,

"Let's go. Since we so happen to have gained some bit of money, I need something."

"Uh…"

Then, Ling saw Fang Ran staring at her with an incredulous gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Holding the case in one hand, Fang Ran threw his hands up and said resignedly,

"Hey, Your Royal Highness, puh-lease, this isn't my money."

Ling turned around and stared at him with an expression of absurdity. 'He… Could it be that he doesn't want it?'

'This guy, who could only spend slightly more than 1000 Yuan in living expenses each month?'

Then, in the data space, Ling, who looked like Gothic Lolita, suddenly turned interested. She felt that this was an opportunity to understand this guy's thought process.

As a result, Ling uttered in an extremely enticing tone,

"Are you sure you don't want it? This is half a million US dollars, more than three million Yuan when converted. Based on that five-thousand-Yuan-per-month dream of yours, this is money that you will never make in a lifetime."

Fang Ran slumped his shoulders and stared at her with vacant eyes and he said resignedly,

"So?"

"So?" Ling smiled softly, like a little devil who lured humans, as she said, "So, you just need to take this money. No one will know and you can even take those 'goods' of thiers and sell it away."

"So much money, lying on the ground just like that, aren't you tempted?"

Fang Ran's mouth twitched as he looked at his summoned beast who was 'talking crazily' in his eyes.

'Oh my God, are the people in Night Battle all so lawless?'

He rolled his eyes and said, "These are stolen goods, misappropriation is illegal."

After saying this, Fang Ran turned his back to Ling and headed out.

Ling did not know that when Fang Ran saw the content of the case, he did not even have a wee bit of greed in his heart.

It was not that Fang Ran was that much of a saint. It was just that with the mindset he had developed from the way that his parents had brought him up, he had completely no intention of stashing away so much money.

When he saw so much money, besides thinking, 'F*ck, that's a lot of money!', following which was just a helpless sigh.

'F*ck, I'll have to make a detour later on to report the case and hand these casess over to the police.'

Ling's brows knitted together tightly as she looked at his back. Her voice was no longer jesting, but one with a trace of coldness and seriousness.

"You're serious?"

"Just a moment ago, they genuinely wanted to kill you. You defeated them. It is reasonable that this case of money is your compensation, yet you want to hand them over?"

Ling slowly floated to his back and looked at his back condescendingly:

"In Night Battle, this is something completely justified."

Fang Ran halted in his tracks and kept quiet for a second. Then, he suddenly muttered in a soft voice,

"You are right, but I'm just an ordinary person. I can't do that."

After that, he slowly headed outside. Seemingly in a daze, he murmured softly, either to Ling or himself,

"I'm not like you. From when I was young, my mother always lectured me to be a dutiful person and not to partake in any wrongdoings."

"There is indeed a lot of money. Perhaps it really is as you said, I would probably never be able to make this much money in my entire life."

Ling looked at his ineffable back. It looked exactly the same as that night when he let go of her and fell from the air to save that girl.

"Thus, this amount of money is not within what I know. As such, I can't and neither do I want to stash away this money, even if you can wipe out their memories."

"Conscience, duty, and abiding by the law. Perhaps these are just useless matters to you, but these are laws I live by."

Then, Ling heard him sigh. That Fang Ran who was always being a coward, always so unreliable, and always complaining…

Let out a soft sigh.

"I'm still an ordinary person. If tens or even a hundred dollars was lying on the ground, I will be extremely ecstatic and pick it up, thinking that it's my lucky day today."

"If it was a few hundred dollars lying on the ground, I would be a little hesitant and apprehensive. If I am unable to return it, I will keep it for myself."

At this point, Ling looked at his back and chuckled a little.

"But if it's a few thousand dollars or more, I'll think about how anxious the person who lost such an amount of money must be. Perhaps that's the money he needs to see a doctor, or maybe it's his hard-earned money through years of work?"

"This is how the majority of people think. You can mock the commoners' way of handling these matters, but I'm sure that at least half of the population in the world would do this. In the remaining half, besides those who are so impoverished that they desperately need this windfall, the others would be those vile people and scoundrels who are greedy for money."

"So." He raised his right hand and knocked on the case containing more than three million yuan, and said softly,

"I'm but an ordinary person, who has a different mindset from you who has experienced the harshness of Night Battles."

Ling looked at him and was silent for a moment, before she sneered.

"Naive! Do you really think that others will do the same stupid thing as you?"

"They will!"

To Ling's surprise, Fang Ran replied with absolute certainty. He then said firmly,

"There will definitely be. Even if you can erase their concerns about the consequences, there will surely be people like me."

"In the face of major issues pertaining to principle, the choice made by ordinary people will be based on their own conscience and righteousness."

Fang Ran fell silent for a while. Laying a palm to his chest, he said softly but firmly,

"I have always believed that in this society, the majority are good people."

Ling stared at him. After ascertaining that he had said this sincerely, she scoffed, seeming to recall some very unpleasant memories.

All of a sudden, she did not want to talk to 'this' Fang Ran. She was still more accustomed to that Fang Ran who was very stupid and cowardly, but very obedient.

Hence, Ling sneered as she looked at the bulge in his trouser pocket,

"Hoho~ if it was tens or even a hundred dollars, you would be extremely ecstatic. If it was a few hundred dollars, you would hesitantly keep the money. So, is this the reason why you took away the wallet belonging to those two gang bosses and stashed it into your pocket?"

"Uh…"

Ling saw his back turning stiff for a moment, before it changed back to the back view of the cowardly Fang Ran.

He turned around. With that same sour expression that Ling was all too familiar with, he said in embarrassment,

"Um, about this… When carrying out heroic acts, one still needs to collect some labour and injury compensation. After all, a hero has to make a living too."

Ling did not hesitate to expose Fang Ran's behavior of plundering the personal belongings of the two bosses. She then hit the nail on the head as she sneered.

"After spouting nonsense for such a long time, turns out it's still because of cowardice! You don't dare to take the huge sum of money, so you furtively took the small sum of money!"

Ling's contemptuous tone stabbed into Fang Ran's chest like a knife, and Fang Ran felt very hurt.

Ling snorted and floated outwards, while Fang Ran swiftly followed behind her like an underling that carried his boss' bag. As he ran, his face was on fire.

'F*ck, I seem to have said some idiotic stuff just now.'

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

'Why did I say those stupid and unrealistic statement!'

'I want to die!'

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The next day.

At a police station in the suburbs, policeman Xiao Zhou yawned as he came in for his morning shift. He fished out the key, and had just opened the door of the duty room when he suddenly felt a little chilly.

The next moment, he saw two cases tied together as they were hurled through the window, smashing it in the process.

Xiao Zhou immediately grew vigilant. Clutching the gun at his waist, he apprehensively went closer.

Then, on top of the two cases, he found a note that wrote,

[Port, cargo area, third row of containers, they will only wake up at night.

Also, don't mention it. My name is Lei Feng]

Xiao Zhou wondered what this meant. When he opened the two cases and took a look, his breathing stopped for a second.

In one case were neatly arranged U.S. dollars, and in the other case was…

Filled with drugs!

Just then, Xiao Zhou snapped out of his daze and immediately understood what the note meant.

He then quickly called his team leader to inform him. His leader was also taken aback and immediately commanded Xiao Zhou to protect the scene while he sent someone over right now!

After that was done, Xiao Zhou stared blankly at the two cases. It was normal to have drugs being handed over to the authorities, and drug trafficking was more serious than drug abuse.

'But half a million dollars… there's actually someone who doesn't want it and handed it over?'

Xiao Zhou felt boiling hot blood coursing through his veins, and the hot bloodedness that he once had in the police academy was ignited once again.

'Sure enough, there still are such people in this society!'

'Lei… Feng…'

If that person was in front of Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou would definitely shout out something to him,

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"This is the local police station! Not the Public Security Bureau! Furthermore, this is the Department of Household Registration, which manages household registration, not drug enforcement!"

Xiao Zhou genuinely wanted to know,

'Who is this idiot pretending to be Lei… Feng, bundling the drugs and illicit money together and reporting the crime by smashing them through the window of the household registration office!'

However, right now, in the last row of a university classroom, a certain coward, who had had too much excitement in his life the night before, was drooling as he caught up on his sleep.