Memoirs of the False God Project

On February 14, 7051, the sudden liquidation trial of the war hero couple was full of doubts. There were divergent opinions for a while. However, the group never gave a reasonable explanation for this trial, causing a global uproar against the group's practices. Not only did the two war heroes not completely break with the group, they even voluntarily gave up their right to appeal again in the court, and also refused all related interviews. Threatened or silenced? No one knows. Except for me, an old friend of the heroes, a former colleague of the same team, and the person who led the trial of the two of them. I thought I had to carry the truth into the coffin, but recently they came to my door. "You can't let your friends take the blame for the rest of their lives." They said. "You have to think carefully. If all the details of the trial are disclosed, it is hard to say what will happen to you." "What we want to disclose is not just the details of the trial. Rather, we want to disclose everything in the past. As for what is right and what is wrong, let everyone decide for themselves." They smiled and invited me into their house. Their daughter was at school, and they were the only ones in the room with their newborn son. I sat at the desk and laid out the pens and papers, Ling Jueding took a sip of tea, and Tranant was fiddling with his phone, probably doing some work. "The beginning of everything really has to start from that day." It was in such a rare and clean environment that I made my first stroke. ——Idelai Tijero Shiming