Chapter 43 sword and hammer

Senk isn't a bad guy, although you might think he's kind of stupid.I remember the night it started, we were sitting by the beach, gazing out at the midnight blue Pacific Ocean as it crashed toward the coast of California before bursting into countless white foams.Senk is recovering from a drug-induced euphoria, his arms folded over his knees, his chin resting on his arms, and his eyes staring out to sea. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" I said. Senk shrugged, the sea breeze ruffling his hair. "It's not so beautiful when you think about it," he said. "It's beautiful, but it's not so beautiful when you think about what they're doing. The sea is gnawing at the shore, eating it! The ocean is slowly gnawing at California, and if you look closely, you can even see the teeth."

I don't pay attention to this kind of talk.Senk always said some nonsense when he was sober.Sometimes he swore that something was going to attack him, and he would strike first at anything and anyone.At some point, Senk is a lanky, hairy, evil-hearted man. I met Senke in San Francisco. The place where we lived was a dilapidated residence. There were more than 20 strange-looking people in total. The police had to visit several times a week.The two of us decided to move out of there, so we packed up our simple luggage and headed to Los Angeles.Now, we're both tired of wandering too. "I came up with an idea for both of us," Senk said, running his fingertips through his long hair as if washing it.

"All ears." "Stamps and antiques." Senk sat up straight, lying back on the sand.He asked me, "Have you heard of Lear?" "Of course." I said, "Movie hooligans, real rednecks." "He's always been a charismatic character," Senke said. "Having all kinds of girls, and now, he has a lot of collections." "So what?" "He has a great collection of stamps, curios and curios. Yesterday he went to Europe." "How do you know?" "It's in the newspaper." "You want to enjoy his stamps and curios while he's traveling," I said.

Senk nodded and said, "Yes. We found his place and broke in, just like we stole that politician's house in San Francisco and we stole all his whiskey." "That's it, then," Sunk said. "We'll hang out tomorrow night. God, that safe must be hard to come by." "Okay!" I was infected by his high spirits: "We'll find a place tomorrow night, and we'll go in." "Look there," said Senk suddenly, looking up and pointing to some lights far out in the ocean, "those goddamn rich people are floating around on their own yachts. These goddamn things have five-figure bank balances , and we have nothing! It makes me sick every time I think about it!"

We sat for a while, then walked over to where the vintage cars were kept, the sea breeze sticking our clothes to our backs and pushing us gently. In a travel agency, we easily found out where Lille lived.They even took out a photo to show us, it is a giant building, located in the valley, hidden and isolated from the world.There are not only fences around, but also some big trees, in short, the place is exactly what you imagine.I think this stealing plan may be able to succeed. "What if there's an administrator or someone else in the building?" "An administrator?"

"Yes, Lille stayed to guard the villa. It's such a big place, he wouldn't travel to Europe without leaving anyone behind." "You don't know those people," Senk assured me. "Money is not as important to them as it is to you or me. He didn't go to Europe by plane. He took a ship." "Besides," Senk said, "it's such a big house, he'd have to have more than a dozen wardens to catch us when we sneaked in." That night, we stole some gasoline from a gentleman's car to fill our old car, and we drove up the valley.Now, we look at the house like a landscape.Ahead of us was a blank cloud, very low and tinged with purple, for the sun had just set.

I remember thinking how beautiful the view was, but, god, I can bet that now I wish I hadn't made that trip. Lear's house was in a secluded location, with ivy on the walls.Senk parked the car under a tree, turned off the lights, and we took a good look at the place.It is a two-story house built on a slightly elevated ground, with a spire on the top floor piercing the sky.We waited there, watching, until well past midnight. "There's nothing going on there," Senk said. "If we're going to do it, we're going to do it now." I didn't answer.Senk had a knife at his waist, where we used to commit crimes, there was no one in the house, but Senk still had a knife, I knew he was afraid of people in the house, and that's what I was worried about.

We crossed the dark lawn without hesitation.We climbed the wall, stepped over the bars, and dropped to the other side of the wall.Senk was out of breath, but I could see him grinning through the starlight. "Like a big cherry," he said, "waiting for us to pick it." We walked toward the dark houses, and to our left we could vaguely make out the shape of a bathroom and a large swimming pool, black water gleaming, and a diving board high like a guillotine. Senk looked around quickly, smashed a piece of glass in the French door with the handle of his knife, reached in, and twisted the door open.We quickly go inside.

Nothing could be seen inside, it was pitch black.Simultaneously, Senk and I reached into our pockets and pulled out pen lights, which immediately shot a streak of light in the darkness. "Let's start looking for stamps," Senk said in an excited voice. He did not mention curios, for in the dim light we could see on a shelf a dozen or so small dolls, mostly dwarfs and misshapen glass animals.When I followed Senke out of that room and into a long passage, I felt uneasy for the first time. In retrospect, the reason for my feeling was that everything went so smoothly. "Hey," Sunk said, "we can turn on a light, there's no one anyway."

He turned on a light in a room we had just entered, this one containing more curios in glass cases. "Great!" said Sunk. "Let's find the stamps first, and then we'll look for other things, and see what we want." "The stamps are upstairs in the safe," said a voice behind us. I can tell you that we both froze.I broke out in a cold sweat!what happened? I turned around and it was Lear standing in the doorway with the villainous smile I remember from watching movies as a kid.He was holding a long sword, and Senk's knife looked like a toy compared to this long sword. "We, uh, we're just watching..." Sank stammered.

"No," Lear said in a kind voice, "you're here to steal because you think I'm in Europe and the house is empty. 'Europe Travel' always attracts your kind." "I don't understand you," Senk said, recovering a little composure. "We knocked on the door and no one answered, so we went in and took a look. We thought the place was abandoned." "Don't waste our time lying," Lear said in a playful gesture. "I've been waiting for you, or rather, for people like you." Then someone came into the room and stood behind Lear, and I nearly passed out.That's Too, the famous screen villain who usually plays a Nazi general.Then four or five more people came into the room, all of them I knew, all of them I'd seen on screen.They were Gates, Raugie, Mona, I recognized them all within minutes.Mona's skinny, vampire-like face almost scared me to death.To'o was wearing a black robe, and he drew a gun from his pocket and pointed it at us.Mona looked me straight in the eye with hunger, she didn't have to snarl at me, I was already freaking out. Four men approached us, Senk and I without struggle, bound hands to a couch and ankles tied to the legs of the couch. "What right do you have to do that!" Senk asked angrily, "What's going on in this house?" "We've got a little club, you could say." Lille gave his famous, malicious grin. "Every once in a while, we'll give the press a little bit of information that the house is empty, and that'll attract people like you." "You mean, all of you movie stars are involved in this?" I asked incredulously. "Oh, no, no," Lear said, "don't tarnish the good name of Hollywood. There are only eight of us veteran actors in this club. Eight of them play bad guys, and eight of them are all bad guys who are famous on the screen." He casually said Turning sideways, posing a pose, "Although for a while, I also acted in romance movies." "Okay, don't be wordy." Senke asked: "What will you do to us, call the police?" "Hahaha!" To'o said, "We just want to play a small game. This is the purpose of this club." "Playing games?" I felt terrified. "Have you ever seen," Lear asked, "that we die on screen because we play the villains, and we die a hundred and forty-nine times, and the hero lives on." "Young man, don't you think how we're sick of it!" said To'o. "So, what are you going to do?" Senk asked. "We organized this little club to re-act a scene we performed in front of the camera, but this time, we have to play different roles. I will play the hero, and you will play the villain." I started shaking because I remembered that in a certain movie he was staked three times. "I absolutely disagree!" Senk exclaimed. They ignored him and chatted happily.Just like the Hollywood banquet scene we saw on the screen, one person is mixing drinks at the bar in the corner, and several others walk past. "I suggest, roll the dice now," said To'o. The sound of throwing dice came, and Senke and I were extremely nervous. "I won!" Lear said, raising his wine glass as a sign of victory.He pointed at Senke and said, "I will shoot the last part of "Blood in the Caribbean" with him!" "A great pick!" To'o said, as Senke was pulled up, struggling miserably. "Let's go get the pirate suit." Several other people walked out of the room. "Don't worry, baby," Mona said drunkenly. "We won't forget you." She was drunk, and when she straightened up, a snake-shaped metal ornament from her wrist fell off and landed on the edge of the sofa chair I was sitting on.I moved a little over to cover the silver charm, and watched them make their way to the door with a terrified Senk.Mona was the only one left in the room to watch over me.I managed to move quietly so that the silver charm rested on the rope around my wrist.I've seen a lot of Lear's early work, and he used this method to cut the rope. The rope was old, and I was about to cut it after a while.They came into the room again, and I stopped scratching and just sat quietly. Lear wears a flamboyant pirate costume, and Sunk wears a similar outfit, just not as colorful.I have to admit, Senk looks a lot like a pirate with the beard and all. "Go to the pool!" Lear ordered. Senk looked at me helplessly as they pushed him to the pool. "Come on! Mona!" Lear waved to her. Mona smiled at me and danced out with the others, and I was alone in the room, so I scraped the rope like hell. There was a burst of conversation over the swimming pool. "Put the lights up there." "I think this angle is the best." "Remember, only take one shot." Then there was laughter, and the sound of equipment moving. I scraped furiously at the rope until it snapped.I hastily untied my feet and slipped out of the room to the French doors we had smashed.As I slipped out, melting into the night, I heard someone shout, "Go!" As I ran, I peered in through the hedge.The pool was brightly lit, and Senke and Lear were standing on the high diving board, with Senke facing Lear and his back to the pool, standing at the end of the diving board, both holding swords in their hands. "I've sacked the last boat!" Lear yelled. The two of them began to duel, and I was surprised to find that the sword in Senke's hand was rubber. As I was crossing the grass and approaching my car, I stopped and looked there again.Senk was swinging helplessly with his limp sword, trying to resist, when suddenly Lear thrust at Senk so hard that Senk was forced back. His screams ceased in the splash of the water, and he fell to the bottom as if made of lead because of his bulky costume.As I started the car, I heard Lear yelling something and then a round of applause. Now, sometimes in my midnight dreams, I can still see Mona smiling, chewing gum, and leaping at me, holding sharp wooden spikes and a giant wooden hammer.Raise the wooden hammer, let it fall!I want to move but I'm tied up, I'm tied up!There was an indescribably horrible sound, followed by an equally loud applause, and I woke up in a cold sweat. I thought about telling the whole story, but no one would believe me, no one! Except maybe you...