Chapter 27 Section 5

I wanted to pour the wine from the jug into the wine cup, but my hands trembled, and it all spilled on the table, even my pants were wet.He smacked his lips lightly, and wiped them off with a towel placed beside him. The wine will not be poured-An Puduff cursed himself, staring fiercely at his right hand.The stitched scars are still bleeding. I finally got used to using chopsticks, and it is basically no problem to write with a pencil, but the premise is to concentrate on the fingertips.If you are not careful, the chopsticks and pencils will fall, because there is no feeling at the fingertips.If you close your eyes, it doesn't even feel like your fingers are there.

For an artist, fingers are life.With a crippled finger, it is like a bird with broken wings, unable to do anything. He's been looking around for work lately, but has nowhere to hire himself.In desperation, I also worked on the construction site.But the fingers of his dominant right hand are not in control, he can neither lift heavy objects nor swing a pick, and he is always dismissed immediately.It would have been nice if that hadn't happened.But it's too late to regret now, the fingers can't heal anymore. The table around the table suddenly darkened, and Zhong Chuan appeared in front of him. "Is there still money to drink?" He sat down opposite.

"One last time." An Pu grabbed the half-sprinkled jug with his left hand. Zhong Chuan called the clerk of the small hotel and ordered a cold bean curd and a jug of wine. "I heard from your wife that it should be here." "Oh." "What a good wife. She works in the supermarket from morning to night and doesn't stop her husband from drinking outside. You have to thank her." Nakagawa's words left Anpu speechless.He knew in his heart that he had to apologize to his wife.Ben was injured because of playing with women.However, the wife had no complaints and quickly found a job in a supermarket.Without her, he would have starved to death long ago.That's why he tried every means to find a job, hoping to make money.

"Azhong, I heard that you were also fired by Fukuda, what are you doing now?" "Just stay at home, live on that little savings, and endure until the day you can receive a pension." "is this okay?" "No, but there's nothing you can do about it. Where's the place to hire an old guy like me?" "The president went too far. He resigned after saying goodbye to those of us who have been working for many years. In the end, only Qiancun was left." "It's hard for him to say." Zhong Chuan picked up the newly brought jug, first filled it for Anpu, then poured it for himself, broke open the disposable chopsticks and picked up a piece of tofu.

"It's hard to say...does even Qiancun have to be dismissed?" "Yesterday, Qiancun called me and said that the monthly salary has been changed to an hourly salary, and the working hours have been shortened to two hours. He complained that he couldn't even pay the rent." "Can this be sustained? With so little work?" "There should be work. The orders for those air guns have not decreased. I passed by the factory a few days ago and saw that they were moving steel into it. I guess there are new jobs." "That's weird, so why the layoffs?"

"There are jobs, but one worker is enough." "A person? The young guy?" "Yeah." Zhong Chuan drank the wine and poured another glass. I didn't see the man's face clearly, but I only remembered that he was tall, and I saw the work he did. Even in An Pu's opinion, it was first-class.At that time, he thought, if he hired such a person, of course the president would not take care of him. "All the machines in the Futian factory can be used, the welding is also good, and the processing level is quite high. In this way, the stingy president will definitely choose him. It is said that he came from Kansai, what an unnecessary loser Star." Nakagawa snorted.

"If only that guy didn't come." "It's like this with Qiancun." Nakagawa took out a cigarette, "Including you, An, maybe there will be a solution." "Oh?" "A lot of times it depends on me and Maemura. Even if your fingers are no better than before, as long as you can move them just enough." "You can move, look." An Pu picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, holding the remaining pickles. Nakagawa nodded, still expressionless. "But that guy is still there, there's no way. It would be great if that guy was stabbed like An'an. No, I'm just talking here, so pretend you didn't hear it." Nakagawa looked around, put his finger on the lips.

After leaving the tavern and saying goodbye to Nakagawa, Anpu also knew that he should go home directly, but he didn't want to do that, so he wandered to the opposite place. Before I knew it, I came to the vicinity of the Futian factory.He also didn't know what purpose he had, maybe his feet naturally moved to the habitual path. The gasoline smell that I have been tired of smelling for a long time is now very familiar.He thought, should I ask the president again?If you can do odd jobs, will the president be lenient? But he shook his head immediately.It can't be so smooth. I begged so much last time, but I was finally blasted away coldly.

There is no reason to stand here anymore.He was just about to go home when he suddenly noticed a gleam of light shining through the cracks in the factory gate. Fire us all, is that person working overtime? An Pu approached the factory.With the door open, the sound of large machinery running cannot be heard.He pushed the door open a few centimeters and peeked in.On the opposite side there is a tall figure who is grinding something with a miniature grinder. Check it after a few grinds, as if processing something very small.Anpu couldn't see clearly. This guy who came out of nowhere was working overtime anyway and earning overtime pay.

It would have been nice if he had been stabbed in the hand—Nakagawa’s words came to mind again. An Pu looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he walked around to the back of the factory.There were discarded materials and broken machinery.In the past, people were hired to deal with it several times a year, but now the recession, there is no spare money to take care of these, and the mountain of metal garbage is getting higher and higher. An Pu searched intently for what he wanted in the dark.That guy is big, you should find a longer one, preferably bent into a hook shape with a pointy tip.

Nothing particularly suitable was found on the ground.In the end, what he held in his hand was a 50cm iron pipe, with a short pipe welded to the front.Arc welding is not very good.He thought, Ah Zhong must have done this.After dazzled, Zhongchuan's craftsmanship is indeed not as good as before.But getting fired for that reason alone is unbearable.As long as a person is alive, there is a possibility that the handicraft will decline due to old age, and there may be disability caused by accident.Mutual help is a friend, and it should not be a purely employer-employee relationship.Fukuda's face appeared in An Pu's mind. He lay motionless in the shadows, feeling drunk, but not violent.He said to himself that he shouldn't do such a thing while drunk, but he had no other choice, and he was really cornered. I suddenly remembered that night a few months ago.It was a cold day, and Anpu wore a thick jacket, drank some wine at a shop he frequented in Ikebukuro, and was at most a little drunker than today. Do you want to find a shop with prostitutes, or look around where foreign women gather?He wandered while thinking.Affected by the Great Hanshin-Awaji Earthquake, orders for construction components have increased, and we have been working overtime. We just received overtime allowance today.With money in the wallet, confidence is also sufficient. "Brother." He suddenly heard someone calling himself. A woman who still wears sunglasses at night is standing nearby, wearing a low-grade coat, with extremely exaggerated curly hair dyed red. An Pu thought this woman was good at a glance, and saw that the collar of her coat was slightly open, and her fair cleavage and legs could be seen from the gap. The woman stretched out three fingers silently.An Pu thought it was too expensive, but the thought of "this woman is worth it" flashed in his mind. An Pu walked up to the woman and smelled the pungent perfume.The women were clattered with cheap jewelry around their necks and wrists, and heavily made up. "It's a little expensive, so?" He held out two fingers.The woman held down his hand from above, stretched out two fingers, and spread her palm, probably indicating 25,000 yuan. "OK." Hearing An Pu's answer, the woman stepped forward and grabbed his arm, leading him forward. Lucky tonight, he thought foolishly. Every time he recalled this scene, An Pu gritted his teeth and scolded himself for being brainless.He had never seen a woman standing on that street soliciting customers before, and he didn't doubt it at all.He was fascinated by the woman's beauty, and he only thought happily that he could sleep with such a woman.My head was too hot, I never thought, how could such a beautiful woman solicit customers on the street? Followed the woman into a resistance hotel.The air is filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the smell of freshener sprayed to eliminate the smell.The woman said nothing, only gestures.An Pu thought that she didn't know much Japanese, so she must have just arrived in Japan and didn't know how to make money, so she just stood there and solicited customers as taught by others.Anpu justified his theory in a whimsical way.All he could think about was going to sleep with this woman in his arms. As soon as he entered the room, An Pu hugged the woman from behind, brushed her long hair and licked her neck.There are two small moles on the woman's neck. He wanted to tear off the woman's coat, but the woman turned around and raised her jaw as if she was about to kiss him.The charmingly shaped lips were in front of his eyes, and he greedily pressed them against them.after…… The memory is gone.When he woke up, he found himself lying on the ground, and felt a sharp pain at the same time. It turned out that his right hand was bleeding a lot.The scene was so absurd that he couldn't accept the fact. He sat up and yelled aloud, but he can't remember what he yelled now.No one came, so the woman had disappeared long ago. The severe pain made him sweat. He gritted his teeth and went to the phone to call the police.As soon as the phone was connected, An Pu told the current situation: stabbed, bleeding, extremely painful, a woman he didn't know, passed out at some point, Ike Bakuro, a prostitute——When he was describing, his brain was in a state of confusion, and the other party was quite confused. It took a lot of effort to figure it out. After receiving emergency treatment, the police began looking for him to investigate the situation.Obviously, the police took him for a fool and thought he was extremely stupid. They went out to look for women, and as a result, he was not only injured, but also his wallet was robbed. Every word he asked when asking questions contained contempt. An Pu lied a few times in his narration, but it was not for this reason.He said that he met the woman in the park, and after chatting for a while, he found that they were like each other, so he went to the hotel.He didn't want to be held accountable for prostitution.He also hesitated and hawed about what happened before he lost consciousness. On the one hand, he couldn't remember clearly, and on the other hand, he didn't want to say that he hugged the other party tightly as soon as he entered the room. He claimed the woman tricked him into drinking something and suddenly felt sleepy afterwards. The police didn't get to the bottom of it.This kind of thing happens often, and some discrepancies do not have much impact on the overall situation. In short, the possibility of catching the criminal is extremely small. To what extent the investigation of that case had progressed, Yapu had no idea, or even whether he was seriously investigating.The police have never contacted him, and it is estimated that even the suspect has not been found. This may be a small matter for the police, but it is a life-destroying event for An Pu.He lost his job and his social circle. He tightened his grip on the iron pipe with his left hand.He wanted to trigger another small incident so that he might get his life back. The factory lights went out. Anpu watched intently.He bent down and stared at the door of the factory. After a while, a tall figure walked out, closed and locked the door.This person entered the factory the latest, but the president handed him the key.In the past, it was the oldest Nakagawa who held the key. The new man was wearing a T-shirt and overalls, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other slung his jacket over his shoulder. Anpu followed closely behind.In order to pretend to be a fugitive, he planned to do it as far away from the factory as possible.If it is near the factory, the police will see that the perpetrator has already set his sights on the target. But if it is too close to the station, there will be too many people.He decided to wait until the man reached the densely populated alley. The man stopped in front of the vending machine, bought a can of drink, and immediately opened the lid.His arms had bulged muscles, and he looked thin, but he seemed to have great strength. The man is drinking and walking forward, holding the drink can in his right hand.An Pu thought that if he had a knife, he could approach him quietly from behind and stab him in the right arm.As long as he runs away before he sees his face, he will probably be fine. Ready to come back another day with a knife?This thought only flashed in my mind, and then disappeared again.For no reason, the desire to act now took over. The man turned a corner, and it was an alley with few street lights.An Pu quickened his pace.Don't miss this opportunity. He abducted after him, but the man was nowhere to be seen.An Pu stopped and looked around. "Hello." The man suddenly appeared from behind the telephone pole.An Pu took a few steps back in surprise, and then remembered that he had a weapon in his hand, so he swung his stick recklessly.The tall man easily dodged and kicked An Pu in the stomach.Anpu groaned, the iron pipe fell to the ground, unable to speak a word. "What are you going to do?" the man asked, without a hint of fear in his voice. An Pu quickly picked up the iron pipe.He used his right hand and barely lifted it up, but his fingers couldn't bear the weight of the iron pipe, and the iron pipe fell down again. The man seemed to understand. "Are you Anpu?" An Pu covered his face with his hands, squatted down, tears welled up in his eyes, and after a while he burst into tears.He felt that everything was over, and he felt so miserable that he couldn't even swing an iron pipe. "You stand up first." He was picked up by the man by the collar and pushed to the base of the wall next to him. "What's going on? Why did you attack me?" The iron pipe was in the hands of the man at some point, and he stabbed An Pu's side with the iron pipe. "I think... as long as there is no you..." An Pu panted heavily, and only said this. The man didn't seem to understand, and frowned, but quickly realized, looking at An Pu's face, he nodded again and again. "Oh, that's right." "If you want to hand me over to the police, you can hand me over, anyway, I'm finished too." Anpu said self-destructively. The man walked away from An Pu, sighed, and said, "Okay, let's go." "is it okay?" "I said, let's go." An Pu panicked and wanted to escape, but suddenly he heard the man behind him say, "Wait a minute." An Pu was startled, stopped and looked back.The man tapped his shoulder with an iron pipe and walked over. "It's hard to meet again, find a place to have a drink, I want to ask about your situation." An Pu looked at his face in surprise.