Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 232 The funeral of a street child (Wan update 24)

After a long journey, the car finally arrived at the house, where Tini was.

After getting out of the car, Chen Pingsheng and Benike agreed to call in advance and took Huang Liao to the convenience store opposite.

"So they live there?" Huang Liao looked a little confused and worried through the glass of the convenience store.

"Yes, that's right." Chen Pingsheng put several bags of the same snacks in the trolley. He remembered that the children had a special liking for this kind of snacks and liked to eat them very much.

"It's unimaginable." Huang Liao only found out what happened to Tini and the others on the road, so she hasn't fully digested the shock yet.

"I'll go in and communicate with them in a minute. You can just stand here and wait. If they agree to let you in, I will notify you via WeChat." Of course Chen Pingsheng would not just walk in with Huang Liao. This was something he had ever done before He made an agreement with Tini, so he must abide by it.

These children tend to value integrity more than adults.

"What if they don't agree?" Huang Liao asked.

"If you don't agree, then you can only go back to the hotel first." Chen Pingsheng spread his hands.

"Let's do this. I'll buy a map and take a look around." Huang Liao didn't want to go back to the hotel, which would make her feel guilty for being lazy.

Chen Pingsheng did not persuade her. In fact, the two of them came to Los Angeles not just to photograph Tini, but to accept an invitation from a photography exhibition to support her.

And on the day of the photography exhibition, there are still some shooting tasks to be handled.

Therefore, both people's air tickets were reimbursed, otherwise Chen Pingsheng would definitely have just flown by himself to film.

It must be said that once he left the country, Chen Pingsheng received more and more job offers.

After Shah released the news, many art exhibitions and photography exhibitions came to her, hoping to cooperate with Chen Pingsheng.

After screening, Chen Pingsheng identified two companies.

After Los Angeles, he has to fly to New York, where he still has a job waiting for him.

Therefore, he had to hurry up and take pictures of Tini, so he gave up his rest time and came here.

After finishing the shopping, Chen Pingsheng chatted with the convenience store boy for a few words, then went to the house opposite carrying a big bag.

Huang Liao stood by the window, holding a map in his hand, watching Chen Pingsheng's figure disappear behind the fence.

As she waited, she felt a little uneasy. She didn't know if she could go in smoothly, and she rubbed her fingers unconsciously.

"Ding!"

WeChat suddenly rang, and she picked up her phone. It was a message from Chen Pingsheng.

But the content was beyond her expectation.

"No one?" After Huang Liao entered the house under Chen Pingsheng's guidance, he frowned as he looked at the obviously messy furnishings and the ruined bonfire.

"The bed is gone and the phone can't be reached." Chen Pingsheng put his hands on his hips and searched around the room. He found that the traces of Tini's life had completely disappeared.

Or rather than disappearing, it was destroyed by unknown people.

Traces of being beaten can be seen everywhere.

Various things were fine when I left them, but now they are all gone.

"Maybe they went home?" Huang Liao looked at the traces carefully and guessed.

"Maybe, let's go and see where they gather."

Chen Pingsheng can only go to Sasha's place to have a look now. If he can't find it there, it means something really happened.

Fortunately, the only good news is that the phone number Tiny left went unanswered instead of being logged out.

Maybe in a few minutes, when she sees the phone, she will call her back.

It was 11 o'clock in Los Angeles time, and two people each carried a big bag and set off towards the gathering place for street children.

As a result, on the way, Chen Pingsheng suddenly saw a familiar face.

"John!" He called to the stubborn-looking boy opposite, who was leaning against the wall with his hood on and smoking a cigarette.

When John heard the voice, he frowned and looked at Chen Pingsheng and Huang Liao behind him. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

Upon seeing this, Chen Pingsheng stepped forward and blocked his path: "Where is Tini?"

John glared at him, and then said: "Why are you asking me? You should ask Tini."

"Her phone cannot be reached, and no one lives in the house. Do you know what happened?" Chen Pingsheng asked.

"Whatever happened has nothing to do with you, get out of the way." After John said this, he was about to shake off Chen Pingsheng's hand, but unfortunately he failed to shake it off several times.

"Farke!" he cursed.

"Sasha and I had an agreement. We are friends." Chen Pingsheng had no choice but to move out their eldest son when faced with such a rebellious child.

John was silent for a while, wanting to throw the cigarette on the road, but he was reluctant to part with it, so he could only take a long puff and said, "Follow me."

When Huang Liao saw this, she wanted to follow her, but John refused: "Who is she? I don't know her, so she can't come over."

"Okay, no problem." Chen Pingsheng winked at Huang Liao, and Huang Liao understood and left.

"Come on, John."

Seeing that there was no one else around Chen Pingsheng, John nodded and led the way.The two passed through small alleys and rows of buildings.John walked very fast, and even gradually changed from a trot to a fast run, as if he wanted to get rid of Chen Pingsheng.

But Chen Pingsheng's athletic ability was obviously stronger than him. Even if he was out of breath from running, Chen Pingsheng could still easily keep up.

"Are you here?" Chen Pingsheng looked calm, but his breathing was a little heavier.

And John had already bent down, constantly calming his heart that was beating too violently.

"Right in front." John raised his head and looked at Chen Pingsheng, feeling that he had underestimated this unpleasant-looking Asian man.

Chen Pingsheng took a few steps forward, and the original alley suddenly opened up. He could see a yellow wall surrounding a building, and a signboard not far away.

"Slytherin Funeral Home."

Funeral homes in the United States are all privately owned and are basically family businesses, so they have all kinds of strange names, and they also use the family surname as their first name.

Chen Pingsheng and John walked into the funeral parlor. John actually just walked out of here not long ago, but unexpectedly he came back again.

He took Chen Pingsheng to a side door, then pointed and said nothing.

Chen Pingsheng reached for the satchel behind his back and took out a Ledo camera.

He knocked on the door and saw no response, so he opened the door and walked in.

Tini is here, but she is wearing black clothes and standing by the window looking at the coffin at the front of the room.

Her two friends, Kevin and Steen, were also here, as were some other street children, and even Sasha and her girlfriend were also here.

"Chen, why are you here?" Tini stepped forward immediately when she saw Chen Pingsheng and asked with a puzzled expression.

"I came to see you to continue filming, but your phone couldn't be reached." Chen Pingsheng replied in a low voice.

"Oh, sorry, I'm on mute." Tini subconsciously touched her phone.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, the others also turned to face Chen Pingsheng. However, when they saw that it was the photographer, they turned back without any further expression.

Chen Pingsheng followed Tini to the wall and asked, "Whose funeral is this?"

Tini's eyes were a little complicated. She looked at the sleeping face in the coffin and said, "Lean."

"Lean?" Chen Pingsheng frowned and suddenly thought of the boy he and Tini had seen on the roadside who was caught by the police.

"It's the boy who was caught. How did he..." He didn't say the word death, but Tiny understood what he meant.

"He committed suicide." Tini looked sad: "The police caught him, collected his goods, and wanted to throw him into prison."

"That's not necessary..." Chen Pingsheng suddenly stopped here. He didn't know Lien's story or his experience, so these correct words at the moment seemed like a speech about why he shouldn't eat meat.

Moreover, if you go to prison in the United States without money, your life will be even more burdensome in the future.

Because many prisons in the United States are privately owned, it also means that if you go to jail, you have to pay.

That's right, once you go to jail and you don't have money, you have to take out a loan and go to jail.

Generally speaking, parents and relatives help shoulder the loan. However, if the family has no money, the criminal will have to work hard to earn money to repay the loan after he is released from prison.

If you do not repay within the stipulated time limit, you will be prosecuted by the prison again and go to jail again.

Because there is no money, and certainly cannot afford to go to jail, then a new layer of loans is added.

In this way, an infinite cycle of matryoshka dolls was born, and a world where only criminals were injured was born.

American prisons not only receive subsidies from the government, but also generate revenue from prison inmates. It’s like Qin Shi Huang touched the switch and won.

It is not uncommon to even go public for this reason.

This is very different from that in China.

Some people may say that this is good for criminals, but it is not a good thing anyway.

But because of this system, many prosecutors, police, and courts have joined forces with prisons to throw people into prison no matter how big or small they are, even if they make just the slightest mistake.

Especially for minors, many children are thrown into prison and labeled for life without being given a chance to correct themselves.

This is undoubtedly the truly sinful thing.

But who cares?
Chen Pingsheng sighed, stepped forward, and after three minutes of silence, he took out his camera and took a photo of Lien.

In just over a month, I witnessed a separation of life and death. I can only say that things are unpredictable.

Just after everyone finished praying, Tini and Chen Pingsheng walked out of the house.At this time, he asked: "I went to that old house and found a lot of smashing marks inside. What happened?"

Tini looked at Chen Pingsheng, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes.

What can be seen is magnanimity.

"We were kicked out." So she lowered her head and drew circles on the soil with her toes.

"By whom?" Chen Pingsheng was confused.

"By the police." Tini gave the answer, and then began to talk about what happened during this period.

(End of this chapter)