Chapter 11 October 24

In the morning, I heard the landlady scolding her mother strangely.It turned out that a few clothes had just been put out in the sun, and they were stolen in a blink of an eye.The rampant thieves have recently set a new record.Fatty Chen was also stolen before. He cursed at the police for only eating and shitting, but he didn't know that the police station near Fatty Chen couldn't protect itself, and the thief visited it twice!With the price of rice so high, sooner or later even the police will become thieves. Since it is a sunny day, we have to guard against the alarm.Today I even have strength in my legs, so I am not afraid, but when I think of the "ten-day time limit" that G said, I feel annoyed again.It's not because of any "time limit", it's just that thing anyway, with my little tact, I'm not helpless; it's Xiao Zhao in the problem that makes me decide, should I look for him or not?

Today it seems that I have a premonition that I will be able to find him.I was not like this yesterday, and it was a bit weird. If my malaria refused to get better, it would naturally solve the problem; but that shot of quinine Tailing forced me to deal with the problem head-on. Well, what is to come will finally come, let it come, anyway, I already have a draft in my heart. There are two people who are the subjects of my preliminary work.One is still K., and the other is the suspicious "former wife of the committee member".I believe that K must have a lot of things in his heart. In the past, I had to blame my method of probing for not getting home; There must be some "material" for my reference.

I was about to act according to plan, but F came; I had no choice but to "welcome" him to sit down. Seeing that F's expression was a little off, I smiled and said, "Comrade, who is mad at you? In front of my sister, you might as well talk about it." When F saw me recently, he always complained a few words. Since when did I use such a caring and a little teasing remark, which later became an intimate opening remark.But today, for some reason, I also feel that my voice is quite unnatural when I say this sentence. Especially since F only replied with a faint smile, which made the air between us feel stagnant.

I was not in a cheerful mood at that time, and I had my own troubles; but it has become my habit to be brave in front of people, so even if my half-truth and half-false attitude has caused F to misunderstand, I will not Willing to explain.I stared at F, hoping to repair the damage my playful tone gave him with gentle eye waves. "I think we will seldom see each other in the future!" F whispered, his face becoming more depressed. Such a nonsensical sentence really made my heart beat, but I unconsciously pursed my lips and smiled again. "I've changed jobs, and the order—was from yesterday."

"Oh—" I breathed a sigh of relief, "Where are you transferred to? How far is it from here?" "It's not far, it's in the XX district, and the bus only takes about an hour. On the surface, the work is similar, but I feel that there is a conspiracy inside." "You feel there is a conspiracy inside?" I was a little surprised. "I know there is. One of the reasons, I'm afraid-" He looked at me, but avoided my gaze, "I'm afraid it's because I've been too-close to you recently!" I couldn't help laughing and said, "That's weird!" But seeing F's earnest and serious expression, I took advantage of the situation and changed my words: "Fuck their shit! Could it be that I just...

It is my freedom to love whom I get closer to, and no one can control me! " "But," F's eyes shifted to my face, there was a clear sense of gratitude in his eyes, "just because I can't control you, so I vented my anger on me." I didn't expect F to be so "honest", so I had no choice but to smile wryly in return.At the same time, he is nagging but lacks a strong temperament, especially his temper that often takes "I am helpless" as the premise and can only complain, so that although I have sympathy for him, I cannot Respect, although there is pity, but it feels a little ridiculous.I was too lazy to open my mouth, so I only used a vague look to comfort him.I suppressed the impatience that was gradually rising, and made my attitude more gentle. "There's another reason, and that's especially unreasonable!" F's voice raised, seemingly outraged, but he stopped talking and asked me, "Perhaps you already knew it?"

I shook my head and said, "I've been sick for a few days, and the news is very isolated." "Hey, I forgot that you were ill those few days—actually, it's not a big deal," F's expression seemed to be both "helpless" and philosophical, in short, he calmed down a bit. "It's not for the money, but for the distribution of the spoils! You know about the big hoarder surnamed Qian last time; but in the past few days, seven or eight hoarders of various items, large and small, have been found one after another, and they all follow the same pattern. , keep it secret, trade and retreat, everyone gets what they want. The amount of money is unknown, but it is always around 100,000. It was swallowed by a few of them, and our comrades below can't even lick the bowl. Now, you think, this is too outrageous, isn't it? However, the annoying thing is still behind..." F paused, then tightened his voice, and quickened his tone, "The seven Among the eight, there are two of them. They are supernatural and capable of everything. They actually got on good terms with this side and cooperated with each other. They have the money to contribute money, and this side is capable of contributing, and the scope of their business has also expanded. , Not only hoarding, but also smuggling, enemy goods come in, native products go out, do both sides. Hey, this thing is not a new invention here. I saw a lot of it in ×× the year before last, but the style of ×× It’s still fair. Comrades, everyone has contributed a little bit. No matter how much you get, you still have a share. I’m just giving an example, and I’m saying this to the comrades who are always together. This is going to be bad!..."

F rubbed his hands together, his face full of grievances, and he fixed his gaze on me. "Are they blatantly punishing you?" I asked. "That's not enough, the thing is - when Xiaorong saw me the next day, she said congratulations that I was going to get rich, and I was taken aback at that time. There is no reason for this. Another day, it will be yesterday, After the order was issued, I changed jobs. Tell me, aren’t the clues in the middle not obvious enough? I’m worried that the matter is gone, and they will definitely find trouble with me..." "Perhaps not," I reassured him, but his flustered air only increased my contempt. "And your new job isn't any worse than your old one."

"Where, where!" He yelled like Qu Qu. "Otherwise! You know that the ×× area is..." "It's the school district, I know it. But what's wrong with it?" I felt that my impatience was beyond words, but I didn't want to hide it. "That's the problem." F sighed helplessly. "I'm most afraid of doing work among students, and I also did student work for a period-it was terrible!" "Is the grade not good, or is it too good?" I couldn't help laughing. "That's not the problem. The difficulty is: the report is not easy to make. If you are strict, then, except for party members and league members, almost every student is a bit like a member of a different party. Even among party members and league members, except for a few who receive subsidies and have tasks Besides, most of them seem to be acting a bit suspicious. If you look at it loosely, there is no problem with any of the students. They are all pure, but the blood is a little too hot. I can’t say it’s all, and I can’t say that it’s not at all! Between the trade-offs, I simply have no choice!”

He shook his head with a bitter face, sighed, then stretched his feet, leaned back on the chair, fixed his eyes on my face, and seemed to beg for my forgiveness. I nodded slightly, thinking of the experience I had in school, but at the same time, I felt that although F was obscene and cowardly enough to make people angry, he still had a bit of loveliness—he hadn’t completely lost his humanity.I sympathetically asked him: "So, what are you going to do this time? Based on your past experience—" "According to my past experience," he replied hastily, "you can only report to multiple places!"

"Oh!" I couldn't help but screamed, as if I had seen a poisonous snake, I had a feeling of horror and disgust, and I unconsciously shrank back a bit. But F smiled wryly and went on to say, "There's nothing you can do about it. You want to save your job—no, it's about saving your life. So what if you don't do that?" There was a sneer that seemed to be self-deprecating and painful on the corner of his mouth.My eyes followed the movements of his hands, and I seemed to see that these hands were stained with blood, my heart beat, I couldn't help but look at my own hands, and suddenly realized that my own hands were not clean either,... ...And I might as well admit that it's for food, for life!I stood up abruptly, and shouted angrily, "This is simply an uninhabited world! We are worse than ghosts!" "But sometimes I also take a step back and think," F also slowly stood up, "Anyway, if I don't do it, I'm afraid there will be no one who wants to do it? Aren't they reporting it to multiple places? ..." "Oh! Hey hey!" I couldn't help but shiver when I heard my laughter, "Come on, come on! F, this is a good way for you to feel at ease! Haha!" I pursed my lips deliberately and smiled. "But it's not always the case. When I used to do that, I always had nightmares at night, and during the day I always felt that someone behind me was staring and gnashing their teeth and would hit me unexpectedly. Now I'm not a little psychotic? I'm often paranoid, and the doctor said it was a daze. This is the root of the disease. I guess they must know that I have this disease, so they sent me to the ×× district, just to kill me! But, if you think about it for me, in addition to accepting orders , what else can I do?" He murmured as he walked towards the door.My heart seemed to be tied tightly by something, and while looking at him, I reluctantly comforted, "Why is this! It's too pessimistic and unnecessary!" He stopped, looked at me, pointed to his chest and said, "You have never seen this heart... hope is also empty. I am afraid that from now on, we will never see each other again." I took a step forward and held out my hand to him, but I couldn't speak.He grabbed my hand and held it lightly, but it got heavier little by little.I felt his hands were as cold as ice. He gently let go of my hand, smiled inexplicably, and left. I walked lazily to the bed, and fell on the bed as soon as I threw myself.I think my malaria is coming back, but it's not; but there is a fire in my heart that wants to burn myself first, and then burn the world!