Good grief. Placing the wrong ’good’ card... at most leads to the death of one police officer.
But placing the wrong ’evil’ card, falsely accusing a good person of being bad, will cause all the police officers to leave directly.
Without police, it’s very likely the robbers won’t stay behaved.
Wen Xishu said:
"What are the criteria for good and evil... is it a moral standard or a legal one?"
The three police officers were clearly much more important and capable than other NPCs. Though they also seemed mechanical and rigid, they could answer almost any question:
"Legal standard. The evil ones are guilty."
Wen Xishu understood.
"Will I encounter the same people I’ve met before?"
If he were to repeatedly meet someone from a specific car, like a human trafficker...
Then Wen Xishu thought, he shouldn’t label the trafficker as evil.
It’s simple, because with the trafficker’s car, Wen Xishu could safely pass.
At this point, driving away other evil individuals, ensuring he encounters the trafficker’s car more frequently, would maximize his benefits.
But the three police officers shook their heads and said:
"Unless you... choose to return to the previous car and apply a label. When you label someone ’good,’ you’ll meet them again, even if you have already met them before."
Wen Xishu understood. If the old man was good, even though he just met him and drank his tea...
Next, if he labeled the old man as good—
Then he would encounter the old man again and receive his help.
"Too bad, you can’t repeatedly label someone as good. Otherwise, I could meet the old man three times, securing at least three safe cars."
Wen Xishu was very clear, for now, that the trafficker woman was an "evil person."
But he didn’t intend to label her as evil.
Because he had already passed her car, meaning there was no need to label her as evil anymore.
In the fourth car, Wen Xishu could ask each NPC a question again.
He started with a family of three.
In the family of three, the man was recently facing resignation but didn’t know how to tell his wife.
This was the man’s past.
The wife’s past involved an old classmate who seemed to be pursuing her.
Clearly, there was a smug look in the woman’s eyes.
The child thought, "Dad didn’t buy me toys, he’s useless, but Uncle did."
It was obvious, the child was very spoiled, a typical troublemaker, while the man loved and feared his wife.
As for the wife, this somewhat overweight woman was clearly... becoming tired of her husband.
This family of three was close to a major incident.
But were they considered evil?
"Based purely on deduction... although this family of three is going to have a huge conflict, which might escalate into a tragic outburst of rage, blood spilling over five steps."
"But before that event, they should be fine. They can be determined as good."
"But if I do this, I’ll have given all the good labels..."
Giving the troublemaker child and the woman good labels didn’t sit well with Wen Xishu.
"Label the evil person as evil, and the police will arrest them. Find the person who looks most dangerous."
"Conversely, label the good person as good, and ideally find someone who’s most helpful to me."
Without a doubt, Wen Xishu believed the old man could be very helpful to him.
A cup of tea to extend life, enhance longevity, and improve vitality...
It was hard to imagine what would happen if he encountered the old man again and received his gift.
But the problem was, Wen Xishu couldn’t judge... whether the old man was good or evil.
So Wen Xishu inquired about the old man’s past.
In response, the old man said:
"I am just an old man from the Evil Land. I just want to bring back those who have strayed from their homeland."
Wen Xishu asked:
"Have you killed anyone?"
But the old man didn’t answer, only repeating: "I just want to bring back those who have strayed from their homeland."
This sentence actually gave Wen Xishu a slight sense of fear.
It was as if his crossing over was an escape... and the old man wanted to capture him back.
No matter how Wen Xishu questioned further, the old man just repeated this sentence.
"Bring back those who have strayed from their homeland..."
"Suppose I come from what he calls the homeland, would bringing me back be considered a crime?"
After pondering for a moment, Wen Xishu suddenly thought of a comparison.
"In the trafficker’s car... no matter how much I struggle... touching the white footprints could trigger something eerie and dangerous."
"But the old man’s tea... in some sense, whether it’s resurrection, rejuvenation, or extending life, it’s all real."
"Maybe resurrection and rejuvenation would put me in danger, but for the ’native Wen Xishu,’ it’s a lifeline. For this body, the original owner always remains alive."
"At least legally, there’s no concept of killing a person’s soul."
Actually, Wen Xishu didn’t need to use one of the three good labels on the old man.
But Wen Xishu always felt that if he could exploit the train’s rules to benefit from the old man, he might find a way to deal with the next pursuit from the people of Evil Land.
In the end, Wen Xishu placed the good label on the old man’s head.
At this moment, Wen Xishu looked around and... found that the number of police officers hadn’t changed.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"We... will meet in the previous car."
There were still two good labels left.
Wen Xishu looked at the migrant worker.
Not the migrant worker he considered a robber, but a genuine migrant worker.
Previously, the migrant worker’s line was "Money, money, money!"
While the robber’s line had a bit more content.
This time, Wen Xishu asked about the destination.