Chapter 14 Chapter 13 Corridor

Under this kind of pressure, of course Bai Yan couldn't fall asleep. However, Bai Yan, who won the championship of the idiot competition without any effort, actually stuck his feet to the toilet seat after Guo Li stepped into the room, and then clamped his head inside with his knees, with his eyes half-closed half closed. Guo Li tremblingly walked very slowly, with his hands clenched into fists in front of his chest to shield him indiscriminately, his eyes kept blinking and squinting as if looking directly at a bright light. I knew it was a natural reaction to fear of suddenly bumping into a dead body, even though Guo Li came here for this purpose.

Standing in the center of Bo Yan's room, Guo Li's chest stopped panting, and he slowly turned his head to the right, making eye contact with Bo Yan who was squatting on the toilet in the bathroom. Guo Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Bai Yan shivered. For a long time, for about two minutes, neither of them spoke. I put my face close to the screen, and the scene was like a ridiculous and poor-quality stage play. The two actors forgot their lines at the same time and had to look at each other in embarrassment. But the stage play had to continue, so I, the director and the only audience, had to wait helplessly.

Finally, Guo Li, who came to negotiate, spoke first after a deadly silence. "I... want to ask you... please forgive me..." Guo Li didn't know what to say. He must think that Bai Yan, who was squatting on the toilet in a state of embarrassment, was heartbroken and haggard because of his dead lover Linghu. "..." Bai Yan was completely speechless, unable to understand what Guo Li was saying. Guo Li suddenly started crying. Crying, but there is no way to drop a drop of tears, like a withered old tree, lifeless. I understand that this crying is not remorse or repentance, nor is it an attempt to trade the other party's mercy, but a collapse of the spirit.

Completely collapsed. Therefore, Guo Li didn't shed a single tear, but his appearance was more hopeless than distraught. He completely surrendered and abandoned without a bottom line, except... "I just beg you to let me go and return Linghu's body...I promise you anything..." Guo Li wailed hoarsely. Bo Yan was shocked at first, and then fell into the face of a loser. He really... really knew that the "other me" killed that dead gay... Bo Yan mechanically pointed under the bed, without any excuse. What's the use of saying it?In the whole world, only the judges and juries in American Hollywood movies are willing to believe in another personality.

Seeing that Bai Yan finally allowed Guo Li to touch the corpse, Guo Li heaved a sigh of relief. Of course he knew the body was either under the bed or in the cupboard, if it hadn't been dismembered.But without Bai Yan's permission, the negotiation cannot proceed arbitrarily. The spirit that came out of nowhere reinjected into Guo Li's body that hadn't eaten all day. He crawled to the side of Bai Yan's bed and pulled out the sundries and shoe boxes that blocked the body. He couldn't wait to pull out Linghu's body. This is not the time to be afraid of dead bodies.

The cold and stiff Linghu was dragged out by Guo Li. All-pervasive flies jumped and laid eggs at the corners of his mouth, nostrils, and eyeballs. The dead Linghu just lost his soul, and he also left behind a nutrient-rich protein for messy creatures to hatch on and gnaw on in his guts. The cremation of dead bodies should be banned after all. Linghu's body was like a series of intermittent expunged numbers, if he wanted to say something, he would abruptly break the sentence there. An uncomfortable atmosphere, but I have to say a line for this scene to continue the vague sentence, anyone is fine.Otherwise, the souls on the side will lose control.

"Sorry." Bo Yan mechanically spat out these three words, and then buried his entire face deeply in his body, like a hermit crab that couldn't find its shell.These are his succinct lines. Guo Li was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what Bai Yan was talking about. Bai Yan is apologizing for his brutality. "No, we...we were all wrong...if it wasn't because I usually ignored Linghu's feeling that Linghu was always alone, I wouldn't be like this today." Guo Li suddenly felt very sad. The sad, guilty feelings are only now starting to kick back.

This kind of backlash will bite out the long-disappeared conscience and all kinds of positive personalities with bad influence. I can't let them continue such a moral dialogue.Prophecy can become unmanageable. "I've already done the right thing, so why change it?" I remembered Helen Sandus' advertisement, and hurriedly changed into a pair of cloth shoes and went downstairs. "Everything has been ruined by me, everything has been ruined by me... No matter how things develop, I shouldn't have done such a thing..." Guo Li was full of remorse, and I heard The sound of him sitting down on the ground.

Bo Yan was speechless, he probably felt that the other party had collapsed too much. I turned the door slightly with the key still on the handle, and stood in the doorway in amazement. "Ah!" Guo Li jumped up in shock. Bo Yan didn't know what happened, so he rushed out of the bathroom immediately, but because he had squatted for too long just now, he staggered and tripped over the corpse as soon as he got out of the bathroom. My legs were weak, and I slowly squatted on the ground while supporting the edge of the door. "What... what's going on here?" I was dumbfounded, and pointed to Linghu, which was obviously a dead body on the ground.

He still had the bright sharp knife stuck in his chest. Guo Li gasped for breath, completely stunned by the sudden situation, just like the moment when I and Yingru were defeated in the first confrontation. When Bo Yan saw it was me, he immediately sat down on the ground with blank eyes, with a tired expression of "take me away, don't torture me anymore." For them, this scene must use the old adjective "At that time, the whole time seemed to be frozen, and it took about a century", but I, an intervener, actually felt it in my heart. Countdown. At the eleventh second, Guo Li, who actually committed the murder, finally tried to explain something or admit something, but all the words were confused in his head, and I only heard vague words chewing in Guo Li's mouth Go, babble.

"etc!" I pulled myself together, stood up vigorously, pulled out the key that was still inserted in the door, and closed the door. Guo Li didn't understand the reasoning and took a step back. Even Bai Yan, who gave up on himself, couldn't help but look up at me. I looked at the two of them, kneeling on the ground, and the three clattering heads fell to the ground. "I beg you! Don't tell what happened today. I don't want to interfere with how the three of you fell in love, who did the killing, or what accidents happened. I...I don't want If you don’t want to know, don’t go to the police...” My tone was full of anxious pleas. The two murderers stared blankly at my inexplicable behavior. I continued to kowtow and said: "You also know that I don't have any specialties, only this house left by the elders can be rented to live. Dare to move in? I beg you, I will rent this house in the future, please do me a favor, let’s work together to cover this matter, don’t let me drink the northwest wind for the rest of my life!” I kowtow, kowtow, kowtow. Finally, when I raised my head, Guo Li's face was full of complicated lines, and I didn't know how to pile up the expressions. But the mentally handicapped Boyan was suddenly reborn and rejuvenated with a new look, and suddenly emerged to show his might. He was so excited that he shouted: "No problem! Then what should we do now!" A second later, when he suddenly realized that Guo Li hadn't settled with him yet, so I couldn't decide this matter at all, he glanced aside at Guo Li. Guo Li looked at Bai Yan in disbelief. Isn't this kid holding on to the corpse just to negotiate terms with him?Although Bai Yan's seizure of the body already meant that he would not call the police and would settle the matter privately, the landlord got him so excited with just a few words from me. This...isn't that too cheap? "I think it's good, but..." Guo Li looked at Bai Yan, not knowing how to express his doubts. I resolutely said loudly: "Stop talking! Since everyone doesn't want to publicize the matter, it's time to find a way to get rid of the corpse now. Besides, I don't want to know about Linghu... Linghu is How did you die! This will only bring me trouble! So you must swear that you must never tell what happened today. From now on, even if there are only the three of us, don’t mention it. Even if one day in the future, the police find out that it was between you Whoever did it or did it together, can’t bring me into this house, this is my only condition.” Guo Li frowned tightly, watching Bo Yan secretly. Of course, Bo Yan nodded vigorously, his spirits glowing. "I swear." Guo Li said, pulling himself together: "I will never say anything about this matter, and I will never mention it in the future, nor will I drag Mr. Landlord into trouble." "Me too, I swear too!" Bo Yan was almost insane with joy, and said, "If I tell the story or drag you into the water, I will be stabbed seven to forty-nine times!" "That's good!" I said with a sigh of relief, "What shall we do with him now?" I pointed to Linghu.He probably didn't expect that after his death, he would become an unclear bargaining chip, caught in a bullshit transaction. Now, what I have to do can be said to be very simple, but also very difficult. It is to make the two murderers focus on destroying the criminal evidence, instead of suspecting the purpose behind the other party's willingness to join the transaction. After all, contradictions have existed from the very beginning, and I can only disrupt and rearrange the scene, but cannot eliminate the contradictions themselves. Absurdly, three murderers with different degrees of involvement in the murder sat down around a dead body. I looked at Bai Yan. "This... just ten minutes further up here is Wuqi Harbor, just throw him into the sea! Maybe it is very possible to drift all the way to the United States with the ocean current, and it would be even more difficult if he drifted to Africa. No problem." After Bai Yan finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He had killed Guo Li's bedside person, and wanted to dispose of the corpse casually to get away with it. If Guo Li got angry and regretted it, it would be a disaster. So Boyan paused, and said to himself: "I have recited the rebirth mantra and Namo Amitabha hundreds of times since last night, counting the time, Brother Linghu should have been reborn in the Western Ultimate Bliss by now, and cultivated into a true fruition. ...So, I think the corpse is something outside of the body, you don’t bring it with you when you are born, you don’t take it with you when you die, um, it’s better to be at ease in the sea..." "What the hell are you talking about?" I interrupted Bo Yan's dazed words, and scolded: "If you throw it in the sea, you will wash up on the shore sooner or later, but when you find out, you can get rid of it? In my opinion, find a place It would be better to dig a hole and bury it, of course the more desolate the place, the better.” Guo Li nodded without saying a word. He is different from the relieved Boyan. Although his thoughts are still chaotic, his age and self-cultivation make him look much deeper. He should have already figured out which mountain and which inaccessible corner he should be buried in. "But...but he is so big, this time..." I deliberately avoided Linghu's body, pretending that I really didn't want to take a second look: "This is a bit difficult to deal with, you have to pretend Can you get his big suitcase?" Bai Yan immediately interjected: "How can there be a box that can hold such a big person? Of course..." Bai Yan stopped in time and looked up at Guo Li. "I was wondering, would it be more appropriate to dismember the corpse?" Guo Li replied cautiously. He had already prepared a bunch of tools to dismember the body. "I can't stand this dismemberment, and I don't dare to look at it." I wondered, "Can you two do this part by yourself?" "Should be." Bai Yan and Guo Li said at the same time. Once the crazy idea is started, the rational discussion will naturally be in the language of the three murderers. "What tool should I use to dissect the body? Can an ordinary knife work?" Bai Yan asked innocently. "I'm afraid it has to be sharper, so it's more... well, more handy and more efficient." Guo Li suppressed his answer. "I don't know if I can use this ready-made knife? Huh? Isn't this the knife in the kitchen downstairs?" I made a fuss and pointed to the murder weapon on Linghu's body, pretending to want to know who held the knife, but He hesitated to speak without wanting to really understand. "This tool... I can pick up this tool, don't use this knife." Guo Li must have wanted to take the sharp scalpel he had prepared, but he didn't dare to mention it for fear of offending Bai Yan. He didn't want Bo Yan to know that he was planning to break up Bo Yan's sweetheart boyfriend a long time ago. If he said it nakedly, Bo Yan, who seemed to be in a very happy mood, might regret it. "No, don't hesitate. I agree with the landlord's suggestion. The sooner this matter ends, the better. The longer it drags on, the greater the chance of accidents. Just use this knife. Since it can kill people, it must be very sharp , There is a saying that water can sail a boat or capsize it, that’s fine.” Bai Yan said decisively. Guo Li glanced at Bai Yan, he was getting more and more confused. But Guo Li did indeed take Linghu's life. This clear and experiential fact made him play a completely passive role in the process. Maybe, Bo Yan was in a bad mood to the extreme, so his temperament changed drastically?Or did Bai Yan have a mental illness? "I don't want to know who's fingerprints are on this knife, but I'm determined not to touch it. Come on your own." I said, and simply sat on the bed. "I also need a few large strong plastic bags, and I need to spread one on the ground, so as not to bleed everywhere, which is not good for me." Guo Li had already thought about it. "I'll go downstairs to buy, I'll be back soon." I said, standing up. Guo Li seemed to be afraid of my repentance, and stopped him: "No, I happen to have a few in my room, I'll go get them." Bo Yan was afraid that Guo Li would regret it, so he said, "Why don't you cut it first, or just cut it in the bathroom? Everyone is in the same boat, and we divided it up in one go, so as not to wait for a long time to be soft, and the night will be long and dreamy." I seconded: "That makes sense, I'll just sit here, you guys go to the bathroom and cut it. But hurry up, think of a good place to bury it before dawn, and this matter will be over." In fact, I was more afraid of the two of them. repent. Bai Yan said yes without a word, and Guo Li only nodded. So the two dragged Linghu to the small bathroom and put Linghu's head in the toilet, so as not to face the most terrifying part of the corpse, which is most prone to memory residues. Bai Yan picked up the knife and swallowed dryly. I really don't know where to start. Guo Li sighed, silently took the knife from Bo Yan, and slowly sawed down the fleshy part of the neck. "Tsk..." I really didn't dare to look at it. In this way, you two cut each other, and I took turns cutting each other. After Guo Li vomited once, he calmed down and operated the knife indifferently. In fact, Bo Yan had never slaughtered anyone, and he managed to calm down after retching three times. Slowly, the viscera and intestines in the bathroom flowed all over the floor, yellow and stinky fat stuck to the clothes of the two of them and the tiled floor. He pinched his nose and waited for Linghu to turn into unrecognizable pieces. Insert a piece of advice, and copy it down with a pen and paper if you are sensible. I said, if you want to dismember a person and you are in a hurry, I advise you not to do it, and think of a more convenient method, such as lighting a fire on the balcony to burn the body. Because cutting meat is not only disgusting, but also time-consuming and labor-intensive when encountering joints and ligaments, but these intestines can only be regarded as pediatrics compared to fishy and dragging intestines. If you naively think that dismembered corpses are pieces of meat with bones and skins, you are very wrong.You have to prepare a lot of strong plastic bags to wrap or stuff the messy internal organs, and you have to tie up the intestines or carefully cut them into sections. Finally, you have to use hydrochloric acid to brush the messy floor dozens of times before the soup and water The fat, corpse fluid, and blood are roughly processed. Dismemberment is really a profession, and there should be someone responsible for it. After Linghu's corpse was completely turned into handfuls of rotten meat, Bo Yan and Guo Li's bodies were covered with tiny pieces of flesh and splattered blood. There was still a ball of translucent slurry hanging from Bo Yan's right ear, as if it would hang down at any moment, Guo Li used more hands and time, and the whole pair of trousers was soaked in greasy yellow, which was really unsightly. "The hands and feet should be chopped up a bit, so that if the plastic bag breaks, it will be seen as a dead person." I suggested. Human hands, feet, face, ears, mouth and nose are the most recognizable parts. I believe most people have never studied the differences between human internal organs and meat pieces. Guo Li nodded in agreement, and Bai Yan, who was about to faint, had no choice but to take the knife and cut off twenty fingers one by one. It was half past one in the morning on Sunday, and the two murderers who hadn't eaten all day were exhausted. "You two are dirty and smelly, but I don't have time for you to take a shower, just wipe it off with a towel. Let's go to Guo Li's room to get a plastic bag to put the body parts in, and then drive to the mountain to discard the body." I said Say. So after the two of them wiped their bodies with wet towels, Guo Li asked Bo Yan for a set of clean clothes, and the three of them sneaked down the stairs on tiptoe, without making a sound. Slowly, Guo Li walked to his door, remembering that the tools for dismembering corpses in the room were scattered all over the floor, so he gestured for Bai Yan and me to watch the wind in the corridor, and he went in by himself, took a few strong black plastic bags and left the room. come out. I watched Guo Li enter the room from the corridor, and looked at Lao Zhang's door opposite. Some unknown small noises were stirring in Lao Zhang's room, as if something was going on. "Let's go." Guo Li took many big bags and walked out of the room, and the three of them tiptoed upstairs again. Back in Bo Yan’s room, I was still sitting on the bed and watched with cold eyes as they divided the body parts into six plastic bags in the bathroom, and then wrapped the body bag repeatedly with the other six plastic bags to prevent the body bag from breaking , it will be troublesome if the smelly liquid comes out. I looked at Linghu's complete head in the toilet and said, "I'll carry the head, it's safer." Guo Li didn't dare to object or agree, he glanced at Bo Yan, of course he wrapped the head and handed it to me immediately. "Let's go," I said. "Get in my car first and then think about where to go." Guo Li said. "Then go buy some digging shovels, but it's so late and I don't know where to find them." Bo Yan said wearily, touching his hungry stomach, but I knew he couldn't eat anything. Guo Li hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed the words back.He probably has already dug the hole, so there are no digging tools in his room? No, the person Guo Li killed the day before yesterday came back yesterday to prepare to dismember the body, so there is no time to dig a hole. So, the digging tools should be in his car. "It's so late, where can I buy tools to dig a hole? Let me just bury it shallowly first, and then we can dig a deeper hole together the day after tomorrow." I pretended to suggest. Boyan didn't dare to object, but couldn't help muttering: "God, I have to go back, it will be terrible if I can't find a place." Guo Li plucked up his courage and said, "I happen to have the tools for sweeping the tombs during the Qingming Festival this year. I still have them in the car. It will be fine for a while, but I only have one shovel. I will have to take turns to work later." "That's really nice," I said, admiring myself. The three of them lifted the body bag, cautiously fearing that they were about to go downstairs. "Wait, it's safer for us to go down the elevator, isn't it directly leading to the secret door leading to the alley at the back of the house?" Guo Li said, obviously this was also his original plan. I vetoed: "The escalator is so loud, it rattles when it starts. Let's take the stairs." That was my plan. Bai Yan looked at Guo Li and me, and said with some embarrassment: "It doesn't matter even if the elevator makes a sound, no one will be curious, but the three of us carry plastic bags in the middle of the night, if other people see it, don't worry. Would it be weird?" Guo Li looked at me. I pretended to be embarrassed: "I admit that I don't want to use the elevator. Please, you can live here in the future, but I will use it to carry things in the future. I don't want to recall the abandoned corpse in that small confined space. Is it you you want?" Guo Li had no objection, and Bai Yan also shook his head resentfully. The three murderers walked downstairs carrying six corpses. According to the superficial significance of the crime, Guo Li walked in the front, Bo Yan was in the middle, and I was in the back. It was two eleven in the morning. I have just seen too much "red" for too long, and the color of the light bulbs in the corridor has turned red. The bloody and surreal images in the bathroom kept spinning in my retina like a kaleidoscope, making me dizzy.The corridor is like a secret passage in a bomb shelter, which is breathless and seems to collapse at any time. Every breath of oxygen is a luxury. Of course, the two who were bombarded by bloody scenes at close range were even more miserable. Bo Yan's footsteps were a bit shaky, and Guo Li, who was the leader, was not much better, actually stepping on an S-shaped curved route. We almost walk on tiptoe, like cats. So far, the results of the prophecy have been carried out almost exactly, except for the part of Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang should have been put in a body bag and carried by us together with Linghu, but since both sides are dead, I don't mind handing Mr. Wang over to another better body handler. It is relatively light to carry like this. I looked at Bai Yan who was walking in front. The clothes on Bai Yan's back were covered with sweat, sticking to his skin. He is going through the biggest turning point in his life. Although his body is dehydrated and weak, his will is gradually being strengthened. Killing a person can make a coward grow up, and it is the fastest and fastest way for a child to grow up. "It's so comforting." I thought to myself, while secretly untying the body bag in my left hand. third floor. I looked at Lao Zhang's room in front of me. I wonder if Lao Zhang has gone out? What naive method of dumping corpses was used? Packing? Bagging? cooking? juicer? If you go out, what time will you be back tonight? In short, Lao Zhang still wants to come back here in the end, lest Mr. Wang, who ran away everywhere, point the finger at him who has not returned all night.As long as Lao Zhang doesn't go far away, my script can catch him in it. Suddenly, fate played a good card. Just as Guo Li passed by his room, the door of Lao Zhang's room opposite him babbled open, revealing a stunned and pale face. Of course it is Lao Zhang who has a guilty conscience. The tense Guo Li immediately stopped, and Bai Yan, who was a little lost, almost bumped into Guo Li's shoulder, but the plastic bag he was holding firmly with both hands did not fall. "Huh? Mr. Zhang hasn't slept yet?" Guo Li's voice was unnatural, which contradicted the kindness on his face. "Yeah, I want to go out and buy some wine." Lao Zhang's tone was even more dry, and the astonished expression on his face could not conceal the uneasiness in his heart. Bai Yan, the winner of the idiot competition, couldn't answer the words, and the atmosphere froze there. I noticed that there was also a big black garbage bag at Lao Zhang's feet, and the bag looked very heavy. Alas, what a disappointment for such a slow and uninspired fellow. "Old Zhang, do you still have to take out the trash at this late hour?" I said. "Well, there are a lot of things piled up. I want to make it clear. When I buy wine, I throw it in the big trash can in the alley next door." Lao Zhang's expression was even more unnatural. Of course I understand that Lao Zhang's unnaturalness is due to Fu's killing of Wang Xiaomei, but in the eyes of Guo Li and Bai Yan, two people who have the same suspicions in their hearts, they are simply afraid of "whether I have been suspected of something". "Ah, it just so happens that the three of us are going to throw out the garbage together. Otherwise, we can throw out the garbage for you. Anyway, it's easy." I laughed, deliberately making Lao Zhang's heart suspend. Lao Zhang's left foot was shaking. "This...isn't it good? It's too much trouble for you." Lao Zhang's feet trembled so badly that even Guo Li noticed it. "It's just a handy job, it's nothing." Guo Li said frankly that his feet were also shaking, as if he had installed a gold-top alkaline battery. The two looked at each other awkwardly. If Lao Zhang goes down with us to take out the garbage, in order not to make him suspicious, we will inevitably follow him and throw the bits and pieces of Linghu into the big garbage bin in the alley next door, and the dead body will be bitten out by wild cats and dogs The chances of death are simply too great, and it is more perfunctory than digging a hole to bury a corpse. The same contradiction also occurred in Lao Zhang's worries, and the messy Wang Xiaomei couldn't just be thrown in the trash can. "Come on! I have the final say!" Guo Li simply put down a plastic bag and reached out to pick up the garbage bag at Lao Zhang's feet. Lao Zhang blocked Guo Li's hand vigilantly, but his eyes shifted to the side and stopped on Bai Yan with a pale face. "We'll just throw it away for you." Bo Yan felt uncomfortable being stared at by Lao Zhang. Old Zhang kept silent. His eyes on Bai Yan's face kept strong and silent doubts. The pressure of disposing of the dead body by one person is not something that the three of us in the same boat can understand. Unable to think carefully and willfully, strong time pressure, uncertain tension in space, all are reflected in Lao Zhang's bloodshot eyeballs. Being stared at like this, Bai Yan immediately joined the trembling ranks. "I, suffer, enough." Lao Zhang emphasized every word, and his emotions were about to collapse. Guo Li didn't know why, so he could only say, "That's all right, the three of us will go down first, and you...you take your time." Lao Zhang didn't seem to hear Guo Li's voice at all, he stared at Bai Yan with all his strength. "You did it, right?" Lao Zhang said sharply. Bo Yan was really frightened, he stared at Guo Li dumbfounded and begged me for help. "Mr. Zhang, you are drunk." I said softly. "I'm not drunk!" Lao Zhang almost lost control and yelled, "It was planted by you kid!" "I... what did I do! Don't talk nonsense!" Bai Yan jumped up. Lao Zhang's anger could hardly be suppressed, and the instinct of attack almost surpassed the self-protection limit of the voyeur. Well, cannibalism. This just advances the script by a few steps. "Crack, click, click, click, click, click, click, click..." The crisp sound of high-heeled shoes stepping down the stairs in a quick rhythm echoed abruptly in the rented house late at night. Every click, click, the heartbeats of the four of us followed that damned unabashed rhythm. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Unanimously and restrictively, we four newbies slowly turned our heads. A thin black shadow sharply folded down from the stairs. After the "click, click", there was still the sound of slow heavy objects grinding the ground. The four Adam's apples bulged and slid, and each swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It was Yingru who went downstairs. A spoiler. An extra on a whim. Stepping on high heels, wearing a light blue one-piece skirt, the strong aroma of coffee flows from every interval of her crisp steps, and her jet-black long hair is flowing, making Yingru's small face fairer and smoother. I took a deep breath. Vaguely. There seemed to be a soft, soft and thin voice in my ears, which was indescribably comfortable. But when I pricked up my ears and listened carefully, I couldn't find the source of the sound. I just felt that the faint sound was like a magical tune, which unknowingly dissolved the elation in my heart. I think Build up your defenses, but you can't help humming along with the weird tune. In the distance, Yingru smiled at everyone in the railing of the stairs. The beauty's smile, of course, caused the four tense jaws to shake mechanically, and everyone was addicted to the tune. We then see her walking slowly down the stairs, dragging a large black plastic bag in her left hand. The strange thing is that the black plastic bag was so heavy that Yingru couldn't lift it up, but just dragged it carelessly, letting "it" collide naturally between the steps, making a thumping sound. The sound of dong dong is not pleasant at all, but strangely, "dong" is the most appropriate gap in the long notes, and it is not abrupt at all, but it adds to the melancholy atmosphere of the music. Also because it was too heavy, the friction between the floor, the steps, and the black plastic bag was too great, and a small crack was broken in the plastic bag, dragging an indescribable, vigorous red calligraphy trace on the stairs and the ground. In a daze, the four of us watched Yingru calmly pass between us, that elegant posture made us hold our breath. At the moment when Yingru's hair brushed the tip of my nose, I realized that the sad tune was faintly chanted from Yingru's nose. It wasn't until Yingru completely disappeared around the corner that we gradually woke up from the confusion of reality and surrealism. Looking down, the exaggerated red liquid trace did not gradually disappear with Yingru's chant, it just dragged all the way to the end of the corridor, and then walked towards the second floor. Then, I heard the iron door on the first floor open, and the crisp "click, click" sound continued to echo in the dark midnight alley. The piper walked into the cave, and the huge stone sealed the cave entrance silently. A horror story about thousands of village children never seeing the light of day. I blinked and swayed in the dim corridor. Is it hallucination? Shicai's singing voice was too beautiful and thin, and I only vaguely remembered that half of the human head was exposed through the cracks in the plastic bag, and two pencils were quietly inserted in the eye sockets. For a long time, none of the four spoke. The tense atmosphere just now disappeared without a trace, but they didn't know what to do. It seems to have lost a lot of the feeling it should have? Such as excitement, fear, trembling, vomiting, oppression, anxiety and the like. There was nothing in my heart, no plans, prophecies, lies, as if they had never existed in the first place. "Let's go?" After a long time, I broke the deadlock. Lao Zhang nodded silently, and let out a long breath of dirty air. No extra words, everything is easy. Take it easy so no one rushes toward the original purpose. "That song just now was so beautiful." Lao Zhang's eyes were a little lonely. "Yeah." I agree. "Does anyone know the tune of that song?" Bai Yan asked. "Looks like Gloomy Sunday, Black Sunday?" Guo Li was well-informed and wanted to explain more, but he hesitated to speak. However, no one continued to ask the origin of the song. Everyone fell silent again. In the silence, the song "Black Sunday" crawled in my mind, gently entangled every inch of nerves and emotions, like soaking in the endless deep blue sea, I can only sink and sink. In the never-ending sinking, Yingru's elegant body rhythm, body thud, high-heeled shoes buckle, rich coffee aroma, blurred back, two pencils with broken eyes. All the musical elements resonate seamlessly and continuously. continuous. I don't know who took the first step. In short, Guo Li picked up a third of Linghu, Bai Yan also picked up a third, and I picked up a third. The three of them walked downstairs slowly, and Lao Zhang also picked up Yingnian Zao. Wang Xiaomei, who passed away in a plastic bag, was dangling by the four murderers, so there was no need to say anything. "It stinks, my God, what kind of garbage is a group of people dumping in the middle of the night?" Miss Chen opened the door, holding an empty glass jug in her hand. She frowned and complained when she saw us passing the door. We looked at each other, and when we were about to go downstairs, I suddenly wanted to kill Ms. Chen. "Hah." I sneezed, and the plastic bag I was carrying in my left hand fell to the ground. Linghu's head rolled out of the loose binding. Rumble, rumble, rolled to Miss Chen's feet. Miss Chen's pupils dilated, and her dantian bulged slightly. Miss Chen was about to scream with her throat open, when Guo Li, Bo Yan, and Lao Zhang all rushed forward, covering Miss Chen's struggling mouth and nose with six hands in disorder. No flustered disorder, no heavy breathing. All of a sudden, just for a moment, the kettle in Miss Chen's hand was intact on the ground. You look at me, I look at him, he looks at you, you look at her.it. Guo Li put down the two large plastic bags in his hands, and Bai Yan took them, grabbing two in each hand. I picked up Linghu's mischievous head, put it in a bag, and tied it up carefully. Guo Li picked up the exquisite Miss Chen. Everyone went downstairs together, opened the door, got in the car, and started it. "Where are you going?" asked Lao Zhang, who was holding a plastic bag. Sitting next to me, he didn't know that Xiaomei Wang's long hair had been exposed in a mess. "I know a good place." Guo Li turned the steering wheel and lightly stepped on the accelerator. No one has any objections, and each settles down. The night was hazy. Building, no longer distorted.It is as free and empty as a serene Nocturne in E-flat major. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Afterwards, we never saw Yingru again. Like a ghost, she dragged the body alone and disappeared into the alley at 2:30 in the morning. Her room has been reserved for her.She has the key and can come back anytime. It's good to bring back new toys, or to take away the smelly pink travel bag and huge suitcase. This place is always yours. Two days later, Lao Zhang was the first to move out. He said in a note on the table in the living room that he found a decent small elegant room in the vegetable market, and thanked us for taking care of us during this period. I ate his note, which means that this profound friendship will always be with me. Bai Yan was the second to move away. Before moving away, he learned to smoke and sigh. A person who is sentimental, or willing to pretend to be sentimental, is a kind of growth. For that I bless him. One day at noon, I met Bai Yan who was ordering food at the pork ribs bento shop I often go to. The two really exchanged pleasantries for a while, and it felt really good. Only later, I never saw Bai Yan. Guo Li doesn't care if he moves out or not. He doesn't live here often and doesn't have much stuff. I plan to clear the room for him only after the lease expires. 这段期间，我跟郭力一齐打发了前来询问的便利商店地区经理、学校老师、公司人事部经理、警察的公式询问，稀松平常。 那个黑色的星期天之后，郭力留下了五十万，够意思。 不过我没有把这堆钞票吃下去、让友情跟我永远存在，我打算拿来扩充设备，看我看得更多、更清楚，听的更细、听的更广。 我想，下一批的房客会玩得更有感觉。 小套房出租，月租3000（诚可议），不限男女。 附厨房、洗衣机、脱水机、共享冰箱、客厅、天台、升降梯、宽频网络。 二十四小时内洽可。