About the Killing Line

You are a 37-year-old ordinary passerby, a white woman named Nicole Good. You have three children, and your husband has passed away. The good news is that as an Air Force major, the Air Force will give you a sum of money after his death from illness, and the deceased won't be a burden to you. You are a legal worker, earning about $3,000 a month, with family expenses around $2,000. Life is tough but manageable. Minneapolis, Minnesota, although not very safe, is still a suburban residential area with decent security. Your life is very ordinary until one day you encounter eight masked gunmen. At this moment, you must face two choices:

First, you follow ICE's instructions and get out of the car to undergo investigation by this group of federal law enforcement officers. The outcome is unpredictable; they won't just look at your ID and let you go. You might, like other American citizens, be "unfortunately" detained by ICE and spend days or even weeks proving you are an "American." This could cause you to lose your job in the cold Minnesota winter, and your three children's medical care, education, and even food could be lost to the cold wind.

Second, you turn around. This might add a "resisting arrest" suspicion to your charges, and these people might open fire. But this doesn't seem like a high-probability event for you, as there aren't many federal agents in Minnesota, and I am a white American.

After a moment of thought, you turn around. But before you can react, gunfire erupts.

Perhaps in Minnesota, there is also a prison A, and on a winter afternoon, he will look at three corpses, murmuring, "Little one, tell me how you and your mother died?"