Vol 2 Chapter 206: Missing reflection

When I walked into this historical dust, I felt a little bit surging, looking up at the New World Trade Center Building 1, which is the new world financial center. Information from all over the world is gathered here, and trillions of dollars of funds are here. Operating, generating tens of trillions of profits.
They are predators of this age. Throw a dollar into it and you can run a hundred dollars. Countless people want to enter this threshold and not enter.
Today, Si Fan can only look up at this building. Of course, the Buffy company has already started preliminary cooperation with Sifan, which is unavoidable.
"See? There is the world's financial center, the world's financial bloodline, the heart of world money." Si Fan pointed at the World Trade Center in front.
Looking at the World Trade Mansion on the high heels, Zhao Yan looked a little longing.
"Do you know? When I was at mit, the most hopeful thing was to have a Wall Street incubator company to incubate the subject of our laboratory. At that time, what we did was environmental governance and garbage collection."
There is infinite solitude in the discourse.
"Unfortunately, the analysis and processing method of that year was not really promoted, the cost was too high, the material was wasted seriously, and the lack of subsequent research and development funds was not enough." Zhao Yan said a word of sadness.
Si Fan actually wanted to add another paragraph to him later.
That's because he is a Chinese. Naturally less funding.
"Okay! We will have such a place in China in the morning and evening. Now that the country's economy has been rising year after year, the original accumulation of wealth is enough." Si Fan comforted two sentences and took Zhao Yi out of the ground of zero. .
This is a large area of ​​natural gardens. The beauty of gardens is not known here, and the wisdom of world architects is not known here. This is the culmination of the world's gardens. The design alone draws on the world's most famous gardeners.
From the original world's top landscape design master Peter to collaborate on this project, the national tree oak of the United States was selected as the sole species of the tree array.
The environment created by the 255 trees is a bit solemn and solemn. The only alien species was the pear tree that survived that disaster. The solemn atmosphere makes people feel the nostalgia for the deceased and the hope of rebirth.
When I walked nearby, I could hear the waterfall as if it was the last moan in Hell. The sound was shocking.
After just approaching the two people, they could feel that something seemed to be shredding, shredding.
Si Fan's feeling is especially obvious. In front of his eyes, there seems to be a burning high-rise building. There are countless high-wise men lamenting and mourning on the high-rise building, as if they can't leave it.
The ground was covered with gray slate, but now Si Fan looks like the ashes that fell when the building was burned down! There were paper, tables and chairs, crushed stones, and even ashes and charred bodies.
Man? Your soul is screaming and howling in it.
That voice scared the mind.
Si Fan had a feeling of going crazy.
Because it's too depressing here. Unlike Prince Phu Mansion, it was the best memory of a royal mansion in its heyday, and only the last wailing was left here. After so many years of commemoration, this building is going to disappear after all, nothing left, now the wailing It also became the last sorrow.
It seemed to be a sign of the arrival of the last moment. During the daytime, there seemed to be clouds in the sky, and the gloomy atmosphere made people feel a little bit hesitant.
The two walked slowly forward, near the original site of the ground zero.
A clear waterfall-like sound can be heard at this time, but the sound is too low. The sound of a death knell is really not pleasant.
Just when the two of them came over, they had seen what a church priest would come to preside over.
There is a cross here. It is a relic that was accidentally found among the ruins. It stands proudly in the ruins. The American people think that this is a cross left by God, so it is now treasured by people, on the bottom base. Also records the disaster of that year.
"This is the place I want to see. Believe me, if you don't come today, there won't be this place after tomorrow." Si Fan explained.
Even though there is no such thing as Zhao Yi's indulgence, but a beautiful lady will accompany you to New York and provide a private jet.
Zhao Kun asked: "Why is this? The monument should always exist for future generations, why do you explain that it will never exist anymore?"
She is very curious, looking at Si Fan is like looking at the layers of fog.
Si Fan explained with a bit of smile: "Some things can't be explained, you understand, you understand. If you don't understand, you will understand again when you come again."
He didn't give much explanation, and when he was talking, he had already reached the side of the fence next to the falling pool in the ground zero.
This fence is not a metal fence, but a half-height stone platform decorated with special metal plates. The names of more than 3,000 victims are written around the ruins of the two towers of the World Trade Center. This is In honor of these people.
Beside, there is a huge memorial hall. Outside the facade glass curtain wall, you can see the World Trade Building which has been scaled down to a certain proportion, and the event explanation of the year.
This memorial can be said to carry the grief of the American people.
But Si Fan was not going to go. The sorrow there could not attract him, Si Fan's arrival was to go around the ruins and see if he could find the sorrowful building soul.
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However, this thing needs chance, and Si Fan and Zhao Yan just walked around the zero ground.
You can see the charm in it all around.
The ground zero is a super-large pool constructed according to the size of the base of the World Trade Building. When the pump continuously pumped water, the water flow down the abyss of the center of the pool as if it were the reflection of the Twin Towers.
At this time, a faltering old man slowly walked to the sinking ground in the ground of zero ground, carefully found the name of the original victim, lying on it affectionately, closed his eyes and mourned.
The clouds in the sky are getting more and more dense, the time is getting late, and the mood is getting heavier and heavier.
Si Fan stood beside the old man and wanted to comfort two words, but could not say anything, so he could only stand so quietly.
After about two minutes, the old man slowly raised his head and looked at Si Fan.
"Are you also here to say goodbye to your ancestors?"