"Oh, I don't know if anyone is in the quarantine area..."
After listening to what Sarah said silently, Brian sighed softly. He actually didn't have high expectations in his heart about whether he could find Sister Sylvia. He could only say that he was trying his best to find her.
Then he seemed to remember something and said to Sarah: "I remember sister Sylvia said that her sister is a senior in Georgia High School, right?"
"Um..."
Sarah tilted her head and thought about it in her mind, nodded, and said, "Yes, that's what she said when we were in Kahun!"
After receiving the confirmed answer, Brian continued what he just said: "Although we don't know if she has entered the quarantine area, we might as well find it based on her age. If she was a senior in high school, it would be between seventeen and ten. between eight years old."
"In other words, if she really entered the quarantine area, based on her discipline, she should have two choices, either to give up entering the school and choose to become a resident and work every day, or to enter the school, but As I speculated before, she is of this age and is most likely sent to a place specialized in learning skills."
"Hey! That's right!" After hearing Brian's simple analysis, Sarah's eyes suddenly lit up, she hammered her palms hard, and said: "If she really enters the school, we can go to the management office and let them Help me look for it and see if it's here. What are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!
With an idea in her mind, her whole spirit became different, and she was about to move forward in stride.
"What's the hurry!"
Seeing that Sarah was about to leave without saying a word, Brian quickly grabbed her by the collar and said, "Let's have lunch first. After training is over in the afternoon, we will go together."
After eating lunch in the cafeteria, Brian returned to his dormitory. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure sitting on another bed, holding a Rubik's cube in his hand and turning it.
He was a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old black boy. He was slightly thin and had a gloomy aura surrounding him. He looked depressed.
Brian walked into the dormitory, nodded slightly to the black young man, then walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.
The young black man is his new roommate, named Amir. He moved in a few days ago. He has a very withdrawn personality and looks very gloomy. However, this is not without its advantages, that is, he is very quiet and the two of them are very gay. We are in a state of not disturbing each other, and there are no conflicts or disputes.
At the beginning, Brian once asked Devin to learn about Amir's information, but Devin did not tell him too much out of confidentiality. He only said that the other person's father and his father were all killed in the road.
After understanding this situation, he immediately understood that this was also a young man who had lost a loved one, but he didn't have much feelings about it. From Sarah, Allen to Anna, he had seen too many such situations. To be honest, he was almost immune to such tragic stories.
However, although Brian did not have in-depth communication with the other party, he would still consciously help the black man as much as possible.
"Why are you so early? Have you eaten?" Half leaning on the bed, Brian casually picked up the book beside the bed, glanced at the black young man, and asked casually.
Hearing Brian speak, Amir stopped turning the Rubik's Cube in his hand, raised his head and glanced at the other person, then quickly lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and then said, "I don't have any appetite."
"It's better to have lunch. You won't be able to handle the training in the afternoon unless you don't plan to train."
As if he had expected such a stalemate, Brian was still focused on reading the book and had no intention of raising his head. He just gave a kind reminder.
The dormitory suddenly fell into silence. As if he was tired of playing with the Rubik's Cube in his hand, Amir threw the imitation aside, took off his slippers, twisted around and climbed onto the bed.
But suddenly, as if something was involved, he suddenly let out a subtle "hiss" sound, and a flash of pain flashed across his face, but he quickly suppressed it, lifted the quilt and got in, facing Facing the wall, it looked like he was getting ready for a nap.
Seeing Amir get on the bed, Brian turned his head and glanced at him slightly. Looking at his somewhat awkward and slow figure, his eyes flickered slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
...
Unlike the knowledge class, the afternoon training class can be said to be very relaxed. After all, you only need to complete the daily standard amount, and you can leave early, and the remaining time can be allocated by yourself.
For most mediocre people who cannot quickly absorb knowledge, physical exercise is not too simple compared to moving their brains. Although physical exercise is more tiring, it is full of happiness!
"Done, you can move around freely."
Brian completed the last pull-up. After hearing the confirmation from the instructor beside him, he released his grip on the horizontal bar and landed heavily on the ground.
He took out a small piece of woolen cloth from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards a place not far away while wiping. He had completed one day of training, and now he went to check on Sarah's progress. .
As the training time gets longer and longer, he has completely adapted to the current training volume. Although he still feels chest tightness and breathlessness, he is not as weak as he was at the beginning.
After Sarah finished her training, the two of them took a short rest and then walked straight outside the playground.
"Who are those people? Why are there a group of people standing there every day?" As the two were walking away from the playground, Sarah suddenly turned her head and looked at the stands on the edge of the playground, and asked Brian in confusion. road.
Brian followed Sarah's gaze and saw more than twenty fifteen-year-old boys and girls sitting in the stands at the edge of the playground. Their faces were filled with arrogance and contempt for everyone. They would point at other people who were working hard on the playground with affectionate disdain. Once someone made a mistake and fell, they would release extremely harsh ridicule.
Seeing this situation, he just cast a sidelong glance at those people. No matter when there are people who work hard to move forward, there will definitely be people who stop moving forward.
Away from the dangers of the outside world, suddenly living in an isolation area without infected people, some people have selectively forgotten the dangers they experienced before, and only enjoy the current stability.
Looking at the first bad student group to appear in this school, Brian couldn't help but twitch his lips. These people had gathered there more than once, with no intention of participating in the training. They just waited until the time was up every day. Leave from the playground.
Moreover, their comfortable and happy lifestyle has aroused the envy of many people who work hard on the playground. Looking at their expressions, it seems that I have had enough of this daily exercise and want to join them.
Brian just glanced at this indifferently, withdrew his gaze, and said to Sarah: "They are just some self-degenerate people. We don't care about them, but we don't want to provoke them, no matter what. It will be very troublesome."
"Um."
After the two left the playground, they ran directly to the management office, and the husband arrived at their destination within a short time.
Opening the door of the living room, there were still simply tables, chairs and a few lockers inside. The old man still wrote something on the chair, the same as when they came to get the detailed addresses of Anna and others last time. Same.
"Hello grandpa, can I find someone?"
Entering the office, Sarah walked forward anxiously and asked the old man sitting on the chair.
But the old man didn't seem to hear Sarah's question, he still lowered his head and silently wrote these things with the pen in his hand.
Seeing that the other party ignored her, Sarah thought that the other party was deaf, so she opened her mouth slightly and wanted to ask the question again.
"Don't be anxious, let's wait a moment."
Brian stepped forward and saw Sarah's anxious look. He patted her shoulder from behind and shook his head slightly to indicate not to be anxious.
He could tell that the old man had heard what Sarah said, because he noticed that the other party's ears moved unconsciously just now, but he didn't know why he pretended not to hear.
Thinking of this, Brian silently assigned the other party to the column of the weird old man with a weird temper.
After hearing this, Sarah could only suppress her anxiety, swallowed back the words she was about to say, and was pulled by Brian to sit on a chair next to the door.
Time ticked by like this, and half an hour passed unknowingly. The old man still didn't say a word. During this period, Sarah couldn't help but stand up several times, but Brian suppressed her every time.
At the end, just when Brian couldn't wait any longer, the old man seemed to have finished writing something. He slowly put down the pen in his hand, reached out and took off his old glasses, and said: His first words.
"What's the relationship with you?"
"..."
Sarah sat there blankly, thinking about some messy things in her mind. The old man's sudden words made her unable to react for a moment. She opened her mouth, but forgot what she wanted to ask.
Fortunately, Brian had been paying attention to the old man's movements, and immediately stood up, walked forward and said: "She is one of our relatives. We know that she lives in Atlanta, but we don't know if she has entered the quarantine area, so We want to check if there is this person!"