Chapter 3 Nine Lives Black Cat

Nine Lives Black Cat (1) The editorial office of the Morning Star was, as usual, pervasive of an air of disorganization.Although it is working hours, there are not too many people.I don't hate this kind of work environment without the slightest pressure.Although it is already September, the weather in Shanghai is getting hotter and hotter. I don't know if it is due to global warming. In short, the streets are full of summer, and colleagues in the office are still wearing short sleeves.I was thinking, today is another day of leisure in the office with the air conditioner on. Such is the life of a journalist.Others often think that the life of a reporter is full of novelty and excitement, but in fact, to put it bluntly, it is

It’s going around in the circle I made, contacting a fixed group, and the types of news are nothing more than those types. Those who engage in sports are nothing more than reporting games, and those who engage in entertainment are looking for gossip every day. I can’t disclose more here. , that all belong to the category of industry secrets, which is not enough for outsiders. That's when my phone rang. I wasn't surprised when I recognized the landlord's voice.I live in a rented apartment alone, and I think that my daily life is a carefree one, and the most important thing is freedom.Today is the day when the rent is due to be paid. I remember very clearly that the money has been prepared, and the landlord is simply unnecessary.

However, what the landlord said is not the same thing. It turns out that the apartment I live in is facing some construction problems and needs to be repaired immediately. I can no longer live in it. I will move out tomorrow. Although the old lady of the landlady apologized repeatedly, knowing that this was too hasty, she was also out of helplessness, but it still couldn't change the embarrassment that I have to move things today and may be homeless tonight. I said I was fine, but I was really troubled in my heart. I wonder if there are any friends who would let me stay overnight, but finding a house is not something that can be solved smoothly in a day or two. Is it possible to live in a hotel?Then I can only live on instant noodles for three meals...

Fortunately, when I was in a dilemma, my colleague Shui Sheng came and asked me to ask the leader for a two-week leave for him, saying that he was going back to his hometown to visit relatives, and he would leave in the afternoon. I can't help secretly happy.Shui Sheng can be regarded as an out-and-out newcomer. He has only been in the newspaper office for two or three years. He is usually reticent and not good at communicating with others, but he has a good relationship with me.I remember when he first joined the newspaper office, I often helped him solve some troubles. At first, I helped him revise the manuscript, and later, when he was sick, I helped him complete a set of half-finished reports.So he will come to me for help whenever he needs something.These are secondary, the important thing is that he also rents out to live alone.

So I agreed to help him ask for leave, thinking that it would be time for the autumn harvest. I finished the ins and outs of the matter with Shui Sheng, and borrowed money from him cheekily.Unexpectedly, he hesitated for a long while. There was no other way, I had no choice but to give him a stern lesson, empathetic and reasonable, and I didn't hesitate to bring up old things, and finally I made him hand over the key to the house with a face of reluctance. At last, Shui Sheng still understands righteousness.What needs to be stated here is whether I always remember the favors I give to others. It is true that there are too few reporters who are physically weak like Shui Sheng.Most of the time in the urban area, he is often too tired to do social news like ours. If he was asked to do body journals or entertainment journals, he would probably have passed away long ago.I really don't know how he passed the "body training standard" when he was a child.

Having said that, if Shui Sheng hadn't given the address, I really wouldn't know that his home is in Zhidanyuan.I'm really surprised.A few days ago, the report of Zhidanyuan was so noisy that no one knew that he lived there. It can be seen that he is not very familiar with his colleagues. Usually, a group of them often crowded into this or that one to play cards all night. Obviously Shui Sheng has never participated in such activities. Anyway, as long as the matter is resolved smoothly, I don't have any work at hand, so I just called a car and prepared to go back and carry my luggage.Shui Sheng still didn't seem too happy, saying that he was catching a train, and left after explaining a few words.

I packed my luggage quickly, and it was really a mess.I don't have a lot of luggage. After sorting it out, I found that there are two large boxes. It is not too much, but it is not too little. Although it is enough for one person to move it, it will be quite hard.I hailed a taxi and went straight to Zhidanyuan, and I can ask the driver to help move it later.Shui Sheng said that he lived in the row of houses closest to the archaeological site. It was very noisy, and the environment was really bad, but it was on the first floor, so there was no need to carry big boxes up the stairs.As I was thinking about it, I chatted with the driver first.

After a while, seeing that the car was about to drive into the gate of Zhidanyuan Community, the driver, on a whim, accelerated and changed lanes to overtake, without seeing a traffic policeman standing there.So the car was stopped by the traffic police, and the policeman yelled "changing lanes illegally" and took out his notebook.Unexpectedly, the driver probably had been driving for 20 or 30 years, and when he saw the traffic policeman, he was as close as he was with his parents.The two immediately quarreled. Nine Lives Black Cat (2) I saw this posture and knew that I couldn't solve it for a while, so I got out of the car by myself and prepared to carry my luggage.Reluctantly, I unloaded the two large boxes from the car, called the guard at the gate, and told him to look after one box for me, while I lifted the other box by myself and prepared to enter the community.

At this moment, a large truck full of mud and sand rumbled past at high speed, causing me to look back inadvertently, but I caught a glimpse of a black shadow appearing in the grass from the green field beside the door, and startled It was too late to say it, so fast at that moment—I clearly saw that it was a black cat—and was crushed under the huge wheel. The sound of brakes suddenly overwhelmed the noise and the sound of construction, making the surroundings suddenly quiet.The black cat was almost completely flattened by such a huge monster, its body was exaggerated and deformed, only its head was exposed outside the wheel, and a large puddle of blood spit out and sprayed far away came into my eyes.In fact, I saw the whole process of that poor cat being run over to death.The truck driver looked around and started again. The heavy wheels ran over the black cat one after another. The truck continued roaring away, leaving only a flat, dirty cat corpse lying on the road. central.

I moved the first box into the house and turned back, already covered in sweat.Then I saw that the verbal battle between the taxi driver and the traffic police was over. Although the outcome was unknown, the car drove away, and my other box was still standing there.I secretly scolded me for miscalculating and wasting precious energy.The cat's seemingly stiff corpse was still lying in the middle of the road. Judging from the dust on it, it might have been run over by another speeding car.There were not too few people on the roads on both sides. There was a newsstand at the intersection. The boss was still looking around, but when he saw the cat corpse, his expression was indifferent.No wonder some people say that people in modern society are becoming more and more impersonal.A life just disappeared, and no one frowned, probably except me.

Sighing, I still picked up the second box, greeted the guards and walked back.After walking a few steps, a black shadow quickly flashed from my feet into the garden next to me, and then there was a "rustling" sound of strings of grass leaves, which disappeared in an instant. I looked back and looked around, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual, but there was always something wrong.I was a little surprised, but I couldn't tell what it was. Just as I was about to move forward, I suddenly realized that there must be something different. When I looked back suddenly, everything seemed to be as usual, but in the middle of the clean road, there was only a puddle. Scarlet and dazzling blood, the body of the cat, the black cat was gone. A chill spread directly from the feet brushed by the black shadow to my upper body. I looked around again, and every passerby still seemed as if nothing had happened. I cast a strange look.The guard should have been standing there all the time, so I hurriedly greeted the guard: "Master, did you see where the dead cat was just now? Has someone come to deal with it?" "Huh?" The guard obviously didn't understand what I was talking about. "Dead cat?" At that moment I had a strange feeling that everyone was conspiring to play a joke on me.This terrifying thought just flashed through my mind, but it made me break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, however, I knew that I hadn't encountered anything surreal, because there was obvious evidence - the pool of blood was still there.I believe it is true that I saw a cat run over to death.The question is where did the body go? "That's where a cat was run over to death just now, that's where the pool of blood was left..." I thought the guard was trying to play me off, so he simply pointed it out to him. "I don't know." The guard shrugged, "Probably not dead. A frog can still jump without a head." After speaking, he looked around nonchalantly. "Oh." I knew that if I continued to ask, I would be regarded as crazy, so I answered casually, and the image of the black cat being run over by a tire, its body being flattened and vomiting blood was clearly reflected in my mind, it was really horrible.I also know that it is very unlikely that someone collected the cat's body in the short time just now without the guards noticing.But, in any case, it is impossible for an animal to survive being run over so violently, even if it had nine lives. Most likely, when it was run over by another car, it was hooked under the car and dragged away.I can only speculate like this, and then turn my head to look at the blood, there is no trace of dragging at all, maybe... Anyway, if my speculation is wrong, there is something beyond the scope of my rational thinking. Primer Leaving aside my doubts about just how strong animals can be, I tried to focus on moving.The place to live for at least two weeks should be cleaned up.I moved all the boxes into the house, and started to put away the daily things, and by the time it was all over, it was nearly dark.I can finally breathe a sigh of relief and lie down on the sofa.