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Chapter 10 chapter Ten

They called the cousin's house in the phone booth rattled by the north wind, and the cousin's family said that the cousin was on duty at the police station.The apprentice said happily: "Very good, master, do you know why I don't want to take you to him? You don't know how snobbish his wife is. When a poor relative like me comes to his house, her nose is not a nose and a face is not a face. Dog It's really unbearable to see people's inferiority, we are poor and ambitious, don't you think so?" He said emotionally, "Little Hu, the master has made you difficult."

"But my cousin is pretty good, just a little bit afraid of my wife," Xiao Hu said like singing, "I'm afraid of my wife, ride a mule!" They bought two Zhonghua brand cigarettes in a store, and he was eager to pay out, but the apprentice pushed him aside and said, "Master, forget it, you definitely don't have enough money." The apprentice paid the money, and the high price of cigarettes made his heart ache, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Hu, this is mine." "Just leave it alone!" They went to the police station.He subconsciously tugged at the corner of his apprentice's clothes, his body was shivering from the cold, but his hands were full of sweat.One of the two policemen on duty was the apprentice's cousin.It was a young man with narrow eyes and a long neck.Holding a pen, he listened to their talk while writing in the notebook.

"That's all?" the cousin locked the notebook with the tip of his pen, and asked with some annoyance. "That's it" "You have a lot of imagination," said the cousin coldly, looking sideways at him, "Have you made a fortune?" He was speechless, speechless. "Cousin, please go and help Master Ding deal with it. If those two people took sleeping pills, maybe they can be saved." The apprentice put the plastic bag containing two Zhonghua brand cigarettes in front of his cousin, smiling all over his face. Said, "Master Ding is my mentor, a provincial model worker, who took a photo with the deputy governor of the province. He was about to retire and was laid off. He had no choice but to think about such a mistake."

"What if they took rat poison?" The cousin looked at his watch, stood up, and said to the policeman who was playing computer in the corner, "Xiao Sun, I'm going to the artificial lake to deal with a suicide case. Let's go!" The cousin went to the toilet, packed up his belongings, rolled out a three-wheeled motorcycle from the garage, carried him and his apprentice, and drove out of the yard of the police station. It was dinner time, but it felt like late at night.It may be because of the cold weather that there are few vehicles on the wide road.Motorcycles with lights on and sirens blared, speeding like arrows on the street.He tightly grasped the cold handle on the bucket with both hands, his heart seemed to be in his throat, and he could spit it out with his mouth open.

The motorcycle quickly left the city, and the quality of the road deteriorated, but my cousin seemed to show off his driving skills to them, and he didn't slow down at all, so the motorcycle became a crazy horse.His body jumped up and down involuntarily in the truck, and his tailbone was hurt like a needle. The motorcycle turned onto the concrete road by the artificial lake, and had to slow down because there were many sunken holes and raised tumors on the road.My cousin twisted the handlebars a lot, but it was difficult to avoid the bumps of the motorcycle. Once, he almost turned over on three wheels and suffocated the engine.The cousin cursed loudly: "Damn it, the corrupt road has only been repaired for less than a year, and it has become such a behavior!"

He and his apprentice got out of the car, followed behind, and helped his cousin push the motorcycle around and walked slowly.At the edge of the cemetery, they had to pull over.It was pitch black, and the beams from the headlights of the cars illuminated the cemetery and the woods.The cousin asked coldly, "Where is it?" He tried to answer, but his tongue froze, and what came out was a grunt.The apprentice raised his hand and pointed to the cemetery, and said, "It's there." The path leading to the cemetery is clearly visible under the headlights, but the three-wheeled motorcycle obviously cannot drive in.My cousin turned off the motorcycle, took out a flashlight with three AA batteries from his backpack, turned it on, illuminated the gray path in the forest, and said annoyedly, "Let's go, lead the way ahead!"

He enthusiastically walked to the front, subconsciously wanting to please his cousin.He heard the apprentice say from behind: "Cousin, this car" "What's the matter? Afraid someone will steal it?" My cousin said with a sneer, "On such a cold day, only a fool would come out!" The light of my cousin's flashlight shot at the forest tops and at the grave, making him stagger like an old horse with bad eyes.The thick dead leaves on the path wound around the graves and creaked under their feet.The northeast wind had subsided, the air was chilling, and the cemetery was unusually quiet, and the sound of their feet stomping on fallen leaves made one's heart shudder.A few cold things fell on his face, like raindrops but not like raindrops.He saw some silvery white particles falling lightly in the beam of light of the flashlight.He said excitedly, "It's snowing!"

The cousin corrected him dissatisfied: "It's not snow, it's hail!" The apprentice said, "Cousin, how do you know everything?" The cousin snorted contemptuously and said, "Do you think the police are all fools?" The apprentice smiled and said, "How dare you? There may be fools in the police, but you are definitely not a fool, my cousin. I heard from my aunt that you could know more than 200 characters when you were five years old!" My cousin’s flashlight shined on the tops of tall poplar trees, startling the crows in the nest, and they screamed in surprise. Two crows flew out of the nest, fluttering their wings in the beam of light from the flashlight. Hitting a tree trunk, one burrowed into a nearby magpie's nest, where a scuffle ensued.The cousin withdrew the lightning, and muttered in a low voice: "Give you a shuttle!"

They came to the car shell hut. Under the shroud of electric light, the hut looked like a sleeping monster.The disturbed crows and magpies returned to their nests, and the forest returned to tranquility.The hailstones became more and more dense, and there was a rustling sound in the dark night, as if countless spring silkworms were eating mulberry leaves.The cousin illuminated the hut with a flashlight and asked, "Over here?" He felt his apprentice looking at him in the dark, so he hurriedly replied, "It's over here." "The goddamn will find a place!" The cousin walked to the door with a flashlight in his hand, kicked lightly, and the iron door opened in response.The lightning shot into the hut, his eyes moved following the lightning, as if he was checking his belongings, he saw the bed board lying flat on the ground, the straw mat on the bed board, the rough toilet paper roll on the mat, and the corner of the "wall". Wooden table with a lame leg, two bottles of beer and three bottles of soda on the wooden table, dust on the bottles of beer and soda, two lying red candles and a half standing red candle next to the beer bottles, Dirty wax on the table, the red plastic bucket under the wooden table used to hold urine, obscene pictures drawn with chalk by someone unknown on the "wall".The beam of light paused on the exaggerated picture for a while, and then swept across the room again.The cousin turned around, shone a flashlight on his face, and asked angrily, "Master Ding, what do you mean?!"

The lightning blinded his eyes. He raised a hand to cover his eyes and stammered, "I didn't lie, I swear to God I didn't lie." The cousin said angrily: "There are people who walk mules and horses. I didn't expect there are people who walk policemen!" The cousin held the flashlight and strode back.The apprentice said dissatisfiedly: "Master, you have been silent again!" He leaned his body closer to his apprentice, lowered his voice and said, "Little Hu, I understand, those are two ghosts." After saying this, he felt a chill down his spine and his scalp tightened, but he felt extremely relaxed in his heart.The apprentice said even more dissatisfied: "Master, you are getting more and more humorous!"

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