Chapter 23 hoarders of cod liver oil

It is said that this is the case: A person who has never been ill is as good as he is when he is not ill. Once he is ill, it will be more serious than ordinary people.I don't know if this statement makes sense. But this time, the protagonist in our story encountered something similar to the above. The protagonist in this story, together with his first and last name, is called Yu Weitang. This is not to say that he was really sick, but to remember an incident that happened to him.Our protagonist, the path he has traveled in his life is a smooth and smooth path, and he has never encountered a thing that can be called a miracle.However, this time, he encountered a thing that was even more strange than anyone else.

Have you ever read stories about resurrecting a dead body in ancient books?Most of the stories that are not very credible contain some horror.According to the legend: Some people, under certain circumstances, their souls will go into another body and perform many shocking things!Such a thing seems to be unbelievable.However, the protagonist in our story, he has such an experience.Although there is another kind of inside story behind that incident, but in terms of the opening scene alone, it is enough to add words like mystery and horror! The following is the strange event that our protagonist encountered in person on a certain night.

After reading another page or two, even you will feel very strange! When the story opens, our protagonist, he is alone, walking unsteadily on a road. At that time, he seemed to be drunk; he seemed to be flying through the clouds; and he seemed to be in a lone boat, drifting in the stormy sea. Strangely, he didn't know, where did he come from?He doesn't know, where will he go?He didn't know, where was his body in front of him?He didn't even know why he wanted to bring himself to this inexplicable place? In short, he felt that he was dreaming; moreover, the dream he had was still a dream that was not very clear.If someone looked at him at this time, one would be able to tell that his straight eyes were not like the eyes of an ordinary person; his walking posture also clearly carried a posture of sleepwalking.

That road seemed very quiet, and the sidewalk on the side of the road was flat and wide.However, under his weak feet, there was no flat feeling.He was like a toddler learning to walk on a bench with strong springs. Remember, this story happened when the era began to be turbulent.Urban night is different from the previous mood.The gloom of the times is penetrating into every street corner; the gloom of the street corner is also penetrating into every heart.Therefore, under this kind of gloomy background, our gloomy story has added a gloomy color. There are some sparse stars in the sky; some sparse people on the road; some sparse lights on the street.The street lamps squeezed the bleak light in from the shade of a row of foreign plane trees beside the road, but drew some dark silhouettes on the flat sidewalk.At this time, our protagonist, under the dark tree shadow, dragged his sleepwalking steps, walking towards the wall like a phantom.

Some wind blew across the face, and the slight wind aroused his lost memory a little bit in a trance. No!It is more appropriate to say so!Being blown by this breeze, he was in a trance, and remembered a little bit of what happened in the dream. He vaguely remembered: not long ago, he seemed to have stepped out of a car.As for which car is a white plate?Is it a black card?Is someone else's?Or your own?He didn't know this at all. He vaguely remembered: when he got off the car, it seemed that someone had helped him walk a few steps.As for that person, is it a man?Is it female?Is it old?Is it young?Do you know each other?Still don't know?These, he can't remember at all.

If that car is your own, where is your car now? If the person who supported him was an acquaintance, then why did that person leave himself in this place now? He really wanted to think about the above questions from the beginning to the end, but he was absolutely unable to think about them.After thinking about it for a while, he felt pain in his brain like an ax was being struck.He also felt that there was a sound in his ears, like a piece of sea water was splashed. The horns of some cars in the distance are blowing over with the wind. Hearing the horn of the car reminded him of his own car; because he thought of the car, he immediately thought: I am walking alone on this road, where is he going?

Look around, the street lights are so dark.The shadows of the trees lay horizontally on the ground, revealing a terrifying quietness.In front of and behind him, "Sudden! Sudden! Sudden!" Some scattered footsteps came to his ears, causing him to feel strange. The shadows of every passerby flashed beside him, like ghosts! He began to feel a little scared! A thought came into his mind following the feeling of fear: "Go back!" Looking up and seeing a rickshaw across the street, he couldn't help shouting semiconsciously. "rickshaw!" When he called out it seemed to him that his voice was different;—it was hardly his own.

At this moment, an unexpected voice suddenly came to his ear: "Hey! No! Riding a rickshaw is too dangerous!" That voice seemed to come from beside him.However, looking around, he couldn't see anyone.Only a few yards away, there are two passers-by, standing under the shadow of another tree, talking quietly.Those two people didn't seem to be greeting themselves. Maybe this is an illusion?he thought so.So, he continued to greet the cars across the street.An empty car was running towards him.He was just about to move and stepped on the empty car.Unexpectedly, under the shadow of the tree beside him, a person jumped out very briskly, and stepped onto the rickshaw without bargaining.

He watched the first car disappear quickly. At his hoarse cry, a second empty car came up from the other side of the road; but before the car approached, a second person behind him was waving at the driver as hard as he could. Start, meaning not to let that car pull over. He didn't see the bizarre situation behind him. It seemed that it was not very early, and there were very few cars on that quiet road.With a shaky body, he stood on the sidewalk for a while, but in the end, he didn't hire a rickshaw that he needed. Things are really strange, on this bizarre night, not only did he lose his own car, he even couldn't even ride in the rickshaw that he dismissed later.

The surrounding environment looks more and more like a blurred dream! Moreover, standing alone under this kind of dark sycamore tree, the more you look at it, the more scared you become!Now, he seems to have begun to realize that behind him, something is chasing him; as for what is it that is chasing him?He couldn't say it at all. Helpless, he had no choice but to drag his lead-filled footsteps again, dazed, and walked on the road like a dream again. Fortunately, come over a little bit, the surrounding situation seems to be a little more lively.There are some relatively bright lights between the storefronts on both sides, shooting into the corner of his eyes.However, it is a new stimulus to move from a not very bright environment to a brighter place.He blinked hard, his eyeballs hurt a little.

The mind becomes more and more dizzy; the body becomes more and more tired; the steps become weaker and weaker; the current affairs become more and more confused. The only thought in his daze was that he was eager to find a place to sit down and have a rest. As for everything else, he had absolutely no time to worry about it. He threw his body, which had lost its center of gravity, into the brighter place.At the same time, his hands touched something cold, which was a polished copper stem: a kind of decoration outside the glass window.Look inside the glass window, there is a beautiful brocade hanging.On the window sill, some green plants floated over his eyes. There is a horizontal sign made of neon lights on the high place, and a row of shining glass characters. In his dizzy feeling, they are like colorful people in cartoons, each of them is shaking; each of them is dancing. At first glance, he saw the following row of words of different sizes: ——The mouth is not a food official—— Trying to concentrate, he fixed his confused eyes on those jumping characters, and he finally saw clearly that it was the word "café". ——Of course, there are some other words in addition to these three words. what!This is a cafe.He reports to himself. Just when the footsteps stopped, there was a very loud voice, which seemed to fly down from mid-air, and flew straight into his ears. The voice said: "Hey! What are you doing standing here? Wouldn't it be good to go in and sit for a while?" He hurriedly turned his head around, and when he looked, he saw a man in a suit standing at the door of this cafe, trying to persuade another person to stay.Dazed for a moment, he realized that the flying words were not addressed to him. He couldn't help raising his confused gaze, and glanced at the man in the suit.At the same time, the man in the suit also glanced back at him intentionally or unintentionally. He let the suggestion fly in by accident to remind him.He thought: OK, just go and sit in this cafe for a while. He walked towards the door staggeringly in the attitude of a neurotic stepping into a madhouse. A child, wearing a neat uniform, opened the door for him respectfully, but cast a surprised look on his face. Inside and outside the house, there are really two different worlds: the music is playing; the utensils are shining; the guests are laughing; some waitresses are as beautiful as phoenixes, wearing one-piece costumes, and wearing flowers under the soft light. busy. Our protagonist, Mr. Yu, is usually used to going in and out of some of the most luxurious places in this metropolis.I have always been quite familiar with this kind of aristocratic entertainment place.However, in his eyes at this moment, everything feels blurred and hazy; everything feels confused and strange. ——He is like a bitter child in a fairy tale, pushed into a grotesque magic palace. He settled down on a seat not far from the door.When he sat down, he almost knocked over the light round table. There were many strange sights around him, from different angles, one after another focused on the seat where he was sitting; however, he himself did not notice it at all. There was a female waitress, flying in front of him like a butterfly, staring at him with a questioning look, asking him "what do you need?"——The woman's eyes were wide open, as if she was looking at him. Watch a horror show on the silver screen. Our protagonist, who first steps into this location, intends that he just needs a break.Because of the woman's questioning, Fang Shi felt his mouth was dry, as if he had just escaped from the desert.So he blurted out the names of some drinks;—in fact, after he said it, even he himself didn't know what he said. After the waitress retreated, he turned his tired and pierced eyeballs blankly at everything around him.He saw that this magnificently decorated place was a large rectangular hall.There are four large square pillars at the four corners; crystal mirrors are inlaid around the pillars.His seat was quite close to one of the square pillars.His eyes fell on the mirror by chance, and he saw the figures inside, resembling things written by Walter Disney, colorfully rotating.Looking at it one more time will make his eyeballs feel dizzy. no!He quickly looked back. A large glass of juice and a bowl of pastries were delivered to his table on a silver tray.The phoenix-like waiter put down his things, but turned around briskly and left as if fleeing.On the one hand, she also glanced back at him. That woman, before walking towards one of her companions, said something softly, and immediately four gazes were directed at his sitting place from a distance; in these four charming gazes, there were strange expressions. Our Mr. Yu, of course he doesn't know. When the drink came, he bewilderedly raised his glass and took a swig.His hands were trembling a little, the juice in the cup was dangling, and he couldn't do it with one hand, so he held the cup with both hands. After taking a sip of the cold drink, I felt very refreshed.Stimulated by the cold drink, he seemed to wake up a little bit.If it weren't for the noisy voice in his ears, he would almost find the past he had lost; it seemed that he was about to find something many times; but, as if he was about to find something many times, he slipped away!Ai!The mind is always so drowsy, the brain is always so painful; the ear is always like the sound of splashing tide. But still, he finally stumbles and grabs some lost memories.At this time, his eyes were dazedly fixed on a beer bottle sitting opposite him.Suddenly, an idea flashed into the corner of his mind; he seemed to see a star in the boundless dark sky. He shouted in his heart: "Bottle!" Yes, there's a bottle... there's a bottle... there's a bottle... How about a bottle? He thought hard.He lifted the glass subconsciously again, and took a sip of the cold drink. He vaguely remembered: In the past time, it seemed that he once held a bottle of what kind in his hand? ... He seems to have smelled a strong smell in that bottle? ...However, he absolutely couldn't think about when and where this happened. Was that something in a dream?he asked himself perplexedly. No!That's not like a dream!He answered in bewilderment himself. But what about the future? —after holding that bottle and smelling that smell, what then? Looking at the beer bottle on the opposite side, his mind unknowingly went deep into his lost and blurred dreams.Unexpectedly, the charades of the past have not yet been solved, but the miracles in front of him have followed one after another! ——What's more, those miracles seem to be strung on a rope, and they come in a string! At this moment, behind him, suddenly there was a voice, softly, not very seriously, warning him: "Hey! Be careful! You—" He didn't seem to hear the voice the first time; even if he heard it, he never thought it was spoken to him.However, the second voice continued to say: "Hey! Do you hear me? Mr. Yu, you have to be careful of your danger!" The abrupt voice not only seemed to be speaking close to his ear, but also clearly pointed out his last name in the voice.He was suddenly recalled from his confused thoughts by that voice.Before the voice died down, he raised his eyes in surprise; he looked around in a small circle nearby.I saw: some of the people on the table were eating, some were drinking, some were talking and laughing, and some were spitting smoke rings into the hot air.As a result, he did not find the person who called him "Mr. Yu" and spoke to him. There was only a single guest sitting on the next table, and that person was the closest to him.It seems that the most likely to say the above words to him.But look at this guy, with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, hard at work on a plate in front of him.With such a busy schedule at work, he definitely doesn't look like he has spoken; besides, he doesn't know this person at all. So he just glanced at the guy next to him with a troubled look.He saw only vaguely the man, a broad-shouldered man not very old.He was wearing a dark suit. ——However, maybe he didn't even leave such a vague impression. In fact, if Mr. Yu's brain power is clearer, he can see that the guy in a suit sitting next to him is the one who is talking loudly at this door; if his brain power is clearer, he can still remember. Think of this person, that is, the person who helped him out of the car; if his brain power can be as clear as that of ordinary people, he must have already realized that on the road, this mysterious guy has been or has been Either behind, or left or right, followed him secretly. In fact, he was inexplicably helped out of a car, and then he was inexplicably and invisibly forced into this cafe, during which he only walked a short distance; Six or seven facades. ——As for what kind of incident did he encounter on this bizarre night?And only the guy sitting next to him—the guy who helped him out of the car—could answer this too-mysterious question. It's a pity he doesn't know. At this time, his confused consciousness was pulled back from his hard thinking by that abrupt voice.He had no time to look for his lost memory, but just raised his eyes, looking for the person who talked to him in a daze. Usually, Mr. Yu has a habit: he likes to think about something that needs to be thought about when he encounters doubts, and at the same time, he likes to put his toes on the ground and shake it like a clapboard. ——At this moment of looking around, his toes, unknowingly, jerked under the table again.Due to the shaking of his toes, he began to feel that his two feet were so uncomfortable, as if they were bound by something.Inadvertently, he lowered his head and looked at his feet.He found something very strange under his feet; it made his two eyeballs freeze immediately! "Leather shoes!" He almost shouted! A pair of leather shoes, is that surprising?Too many surprises!But no!There are amazing reasons for saying this: it turns out that our protagonist has a strange temperament, and he has always disliked wearing leather shoes; it can also be said that he has never worn a pair of leather shoes of any style in his life. Unexpectedly, before his eyes, he found that his feet had been replaced with a pair of things he had never worn before; moreover, the pair of leather shoes were polished so brightly that he could tell at a glance that they were very A modern design. After seeing the pair of leather shoes, he gradually followed the leather shoes.Why!Things are getting weirder! At that time, his breathing was a little short, and some sweat was dripping from his forehead.He dilated his pupils greatly, and looked around in astonishment, like a frightened wild animal, looking for a way out.He seemed ready to ask the following questions to the crowd around him: Tonight, I——what happened to me? However, except for one or two of the surrounding guests immersed in laughter, who occasionally looked at him with surprised eyes, who could know what he meant? For a moment, his eyes instinctively fell to the nearby square pillar.From the mirror, he stared blankly at his shadow.It was fine if he didn't look in the mirror, but after taking a look, he felt that every hair on his body had stood up!It turned out that he found a strange shadow in the mirror, but that shadow was definitely not his own shadow! —his own shadow was gone! Here, we should briefly introduce the inherent face of the protagonist, so that the listeners can understand the mystery of the story beyond reason. Our Mr. Yu Weitang, before today, his correct age was over fifty.He was an established celebrity in the gilded metropolis. (In all fairness, we like to talk about people's stories, and sometimes we even like to deliberately fabricate their rumors, because, by reading more about people, gradually, maybe we ourselves will become famous people.) His appearance is a typical old character.His eyes are a little nearsighted like elementary school.On his face, there are two solemn and beautiful mustaches.His two mustaches, at least in the market recently, are as popular and well-known as Rendan's trademark.Because everyone respects his little beard very much, so in his own eyes, this little beard is extremely precious.Especially when he has nothing to do, he likes to twist it by himself, just like an old-fashioned person playing with a small Chinese jade. The above is a sketch of our Mr. Yu. And now, when he looked through that mysterious mirror, what did he see? ——It’s so strange to say it! Say it again: the shadow in the mirror is not him at all! That guy in the mirror is so pretty! A light-colored suit, tailored to match the style.A clean white shirt with a bright tie; a small plum-shaped diamond pin is buckled on the tie, shining brightly.Looking at the top of the head, some sparse hair with white stars has been combed very well, it seems that some hairdressing paste has been spent.The age of this fashionable fellow looked to be forty at most.The most important thing is: the little white face of the person in the mirror is smooth and clean. If you take a microscope to look at the whole face, you will not find half a beard. His most honorable character mustache is missing! Think about it, when an old-fashioned person who always wears middle clothes finds a mysterious shadow like the one above when he looks in the mirror, think about it, how stunned and stunned he will feel? In short, the appearance of the person in the mirror, in his slightly short-sighted eyes, still looks a bit like him; but the appearance of the person in the mirror is absolutely not like him! If the shadow in the mirror was him, how could he have become like this? If the shadow in the mirror is not him, then what about his own shadow? —Where did he himself go? He opened his terrifying eyeballs wide, and fell into the abyss of nightmare again!At first, he thought it was an illusion of the eyes. ——Because, on this strange night, he felt that his nerves were a little deranged; he suspected that he had been violently drunk in the past, so that he had repeatedly experienced deranged feelings in hearing and vision. But he tried his best to wipe his eye sockets, and tried his best to stare at the blurred shadow in the mirror again: clearly, this is a person in a suit!There is nothing wrong with looking down at your body; there is nothing wrong with touching your body with your hands! An indescribable terror instantly filled the whole body.This made him immediately think of the stories about the resurrection of the dead that he had heard before!His body gradually stood up unconsciously; then, unconsciously, he slumped down and sat down.In the end, his sight was frozen on the mirror, his blood was frozen in his veins, and his body, like a fossil, was frozen in his seat, no longer possible to move! At least, his appearance at this time was close to a state of madness.It's no wonder that the surrounding guests raised surprise glances from time to time, and drifted to his seat. Those female waitresses also focused their eyes on his face from different angles; especially the one who served him at first, who occasionally peeked at him, showing a particularly frightened look. His rigid state, if there is nothing to wake him up, it is hard to know how long it will last.However, at this moment of stupor and astonishment, that strange and abrupt voice, followed by a faint voice calling out from behind his seat, said clearly: "Hey! Mr. Yu, what are you thinking about? Your danger is coming! Don't you hurry up and pay attention?" The same terrible voice seemed to be said twice in a row.On the second pass, he let the word "danger" recall the horror from the blurred mirror.He turned his eyes again, searching for the source of the voice.However, he still couldn't find it. He only felt that there were many people around him menacingly paying attention to him. The man in the dark suit seated next to him was lowering his head, carefully mixing some sugar cubes into a cup of coffee. In the loudspeaker, a piece of complicated music was playing, covering up the laughter of the audience. Everything was so bizarre and abrupt, as if fireworks were being set off one after another in his unconscious mind, making him more and more confused. What kind of ghost did you encounter tonight?he thought so. As he was thinking about it, suddenly, a more serious voice pierced his ears again, that voice said in fear: "Look at the door!" This last voice made him wonder that the person who spoke to him was the guy in the dark suit next to him, but he didn't have time to pay more attention to this guy, so he looked up and saw the door of the cafe , there is a very scary character walking in proudly. The new character who walked in was a burly man.It would not be arbitrary to say that all the customers in the cafe in front of me are not as tall as the newcomer.The man was wearing a black fedora hat and a dark blue serge robe, the two sleeves were rolled up irregularly with the cuffs of the white silk blouse inside, on his strong and hairy arms, A large wrist watch with a wide strap is exposed on the right wrist.On this person's cheek, there is a large piece of horizontal flesh; it looks like two oranges.His pair of protruding eyeballs are completely triangular; it seems that when God placed his triangular eyes, he was afraid that his eyeballs would be too protruding and fall out of the eye socket.Therefore, by the way, some thick red tendons were tied around his eye mask to prevent it from falling off. In short, the appearance of that person is simply terrifyingly vicious! When this person walked in, he immediately raised his triangular eyes and viciously searched over all the seats; finally, his eyes nervously stayed on our protagonist's seat. At this time, our protagonist, Mr. Yu, was raising his eyes in astonishment because of the warning beside him. For a moment, his eyes happened to touch the eyes of this big man like a needle; it seemed to be due to psychological cowardice. Bar?Mr. Yu felt a strange feeling all over his body when he saw these fierce eyes. He didn't dare to take another look at the new big guy.But when he took a second peek, he saw that the big man had already sat down in a seat four round tables away from him.The faces of both sides are exactly opposite to each other. A waitress greeted the big man.I saw that the big man was asking the waitress something with a secretive look.As the waitress answered, she turned her head and turned the corners of her eyes to her side from time to time. It seemed that they were having some secret talk about themselves. Ever since this big man entered the door, it was strange that Mr. Yu's attention seemed to have been completely attracted by this guy.At this time, he had completely forgotten everything in the past, and without knowing it, he raised his eyes many times to peek at this new character. Feeling uneasy, in the end, the more he watched, the more afraid he became; the more he watched, the more afraid he was to look again. It was a strange situation, but not the strangest. The strangest thing is: he is paying close attention to the big man here, unexpectedly, the big man is also paying close attention to him, and, looking at the look of the big man, he is also showing a kind of fear. When I met directly, I saw the man's gaze, and immediately avoided it; in short, there was clearly an indescribable expression in those terrifying triangular monster's eyes. He didn't understand this new character, why did he threaten him with such a sinister and terrifying look? Is this guy going to have trouble with himself? A person who has never met before, why should he have trouble with himself? In what way will this person make life difficult for himself? From the triangular eyes a new horror just bursts to him; it stirs up his thoughts like horseshoes. Originally, since he walked into this cafe and had a short rest, his consciousness seemed to be approaching the edge of sobriety.Unexpectedly, everything that happened in front of him was so abrupt and unexplainable, which made his nearly sober consciousness fall into a more chaotic state than before. Just at this moment of confusion, the faint voice beside him sounded again, and the voice passed through the four chaotic speakers, and it was sent to his ear and said: "Hey! Did you hear that? I told you not to think about it!" The voice suddenly reminded him of the person who warned the ground, and he quickly turned his head to look at the guy in the dark suit sitting next to him.This time, he was sure that the words were sent to him by this person.He looked at this person's eyes, but he didn't look at him.And there was still no expression on his face.However, looking closely at the corners of this person's eyes, there was a very guarded look.I saw his eyes, staring blankly at the glass tabletop, still saying faintly: "Turn your head away! Don't just look at me!" It was an extremely serious and commanding voice, like a bayonet cutting through the white-hot air and sending it toward his side.Because of the seriousness of the tone, he was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his dazed eyes from the next seat.Unexpectedly, he raised his eyes and peeked at the big man on the other side.It happened that the big man was also peeking at him, and the four eyes met slightly, and he saw the pair of triangular eyes, but dodged to another place as if he had shifted his position. At the same time, he heard the man in the suit sitting next to him say to him in a warning tone: "Hey! Mr. Yu, don't forget your worth! You have to pay attention to this villain opposite!" The voice continued: "Protect yourself!—don't look at me again!" Although the above sentences are not loud, each word has a heavy force mixed with the noise of the music. Yes, he is a man of value.Everyone knows.A valuable person is like an egg standing upright, and an egg placed upright is most likely to be in danger of being broken.This kind of consciousness, he was in a coma and confusion, of course, he hadn't forgotten it yet.But now, he could hear the person sitting next to him continue to warn him of danger. Naturally, this made his deranged nerves feel more and more extremely uneasy. A thought quickly flashed into his mind: "Ah! It's dangerous! Get out of this place as soon as possible!" After making up his mind, he rubbed his head and put his hands on the round table, but stood up like he was drunk, and was about to walk out the door. There are still many strange eyes around him, flying all over his body like random arrows.These gazes included many guests, the waitress, the strange man in the dark suit next to him, and the big man with triangular eyes on the other side. He just left his seat, unexpectedly, a person came in front of him, he blocked his way and refused to let him go, which surprised him. Looking at it, I saw the waitress from just now asking him timidly from the corners of her beautiful eyes: "Sir, don't you want anything?" He saw that the waitress was holding a small silver plate with a round waist in her hand, and there was a small piece of paper in the plate.He was stunned, only to realize that he had eaten and hadn't paid the bill yet.He couldn't help reaching into his pocket, ready to take out the money.At the moment when he stretched out his hand to take out the money, an inexplicable terror struck his heart again: because he had remembered that the clothes he was wearing were no longer his own clothes.He wondered if there was any money in this mysterious set of clothes?He reached into his pocket and fumbled for the moment.In addition, in the right pocket, he felt some papers, which may look like banknotes.When I took it out, it turned out to be two stacks of blue colored paper.He threw the thicker stack into the small silver tray.No matter what happens, he walks unsteadily towards the door. He didn't see the waitress staring at him with wide eyes. The kid in uniform looked at him the same way as before and opened the door for him. His body swayed from the lively air into the quiet street again. The night wind was blowing in front of him, making his confused mind calmer. By this time the streets were calmer than before. Where is he going?Of course it is ready to go home.Look around, and there is no car.Gathering his mind, he was vaguely aware of where his body was, which seemed to be on a certain section of Joffre Road.He began to regret that he was not in this cafe, so he borrowed a phone call so that the family could set up a car to pick him up.However, thinking of the big man's triangular eyes, he didn't want to go back in. He walked towards a brighter place for the time being. He threw his extremely weak body under the shadowy silhouettes of the sycamore leaves again. Miraculous events of the past, one by one, swirled in his mind.A kind of inexplicable terror was stabbing his nerves.After thinking about it, I felt that what happened that night was completely like a dream; however, thinking about it carefully, it was clearly not a dream; since it was not a dream, then what exactly happened? —He still couldn't solve the mystery. While looking for the car, he swayed forward under the shadow of the tree, and unknowingly, he reached into the pocket of his suit.In the pocket he had groped just now, he found some handkerchiefs, cigarette cases, pencils and other odds and ends.At the same time, he searched all over his mind, but he couldn't figure out whose clothes he was wearing. Because he was touching the right pocket, by the way, he stretched his left hand into the left pocket.His fingertips touched something hard, which was a piece of metal; the weight seemed quite heavy.仔细一摸，手指的触觉告诉他：那东西不是别的，却是一把冰冷的手枪！oops!衣袋里面，怎么会有这种危险的物品呢？他的胆子一向就很小；并且，他自生手指以来，一生也从没有接触过这种东西。他怕这支不知来历的手枪，没有关上保险门，一不小心会触动枪机而闯出祸来。他赶快把手从衣袋里伸出来。 他的心在狂跳！同时他的脚步在加速地向前移动；在他昏乱的意识中，好像是要逃避衣袋里的那支手枪的追袭！ 就在这个时候，这静寂的街面上，忽有一串历乱的皮鞋声，直向他的耳边送来。 起先，他还以为这是他自己的脚步声。因为他还记得他的脚上已被换上了一双莫名其妙的皮鞋。但是仔细一听，那种急骤的步子，分明来自他的身后。当时，他不回头去张望倒还好，回头一望，他的灵魂几乎要飞散在这幽黯的树影里！ 原来，他从路灯光里看过去，只见二丈路以外，正有三四个人在追随着他。为首的一个，正是那个三角怪眼的大汉。其余的几个，他不及看清是什么人；仿佛觉得内中有着穿短打或是穿西装的人。这使他在万分惊慌之中；陡然想起了咖啡馆里隔座那个怪客的警告；紧接着又有一个念头迅速走进他的惊慌的意识中。 oops!一定遇见绑票了！ ——他这样暗喊。 一面迅速地转念，一面拖着沉重的脚步，不自觉地在向前飞奔。可是他虽奔得很快，背后的人似乎追得更快；听听脚步声，分明已越追越近。他的一颗心几乎要在腔子里狂跳出来，呼吸也越弄越短促。在这冷汗直冒的瞬间，他想起衣袋里面藏有一支莫名其妙的手枪。虽不知道这支手枪是否实弹？可是，在这万分危急的时候，他想，何不取出来，吓吓那些追踪他的匪徒，也许可以救一救急。 想念之间，他赶快把手伸进衣袋里，在他伸手摸出手枪的瞬间，他听到那些急骤的脚步声，已经接近他的身后。他在万分慌乱之中，准备旋转身子，用它镇住那些追踪他的人。他的手指则自钩住枪机而旋转身，不料，就在这个短促的瞬间，他的执枪的手臂，已被人家一把抓住；同时他的手指却在一阵酸痛之中被人狠命高举了起来。 boom! ... 一响尖锐的枪声从那支向天的枪管中急骤地发出而划破了街面上的幽悄的空气！ 连下来，他不知道他在那个沸腾的刹那之间，又做出了一些什么动作？他只觉得做梦那样，一双手已被一种铁制的东西拷了起来！ 再连下来，他只觉得他已被一小队声势汹汹的家伙，推进了一辆黑色的汽车！ 那个宽大的车厢里面一片漆黑，不见一丝光。 在那狭长的车座上，左右各有一人，把他紧挤在中间，连转动一下也不可能。 对面也有两团黑影，惨默地坐在那里，不作一声。窗上的铁丝网里偶尔漏进一丝光来，闪在这两个黑影的脸上，他不时看到那双三角怪眼，正在向着他狞笑。 他觉得天地在他脑海里疯狂地旋转！ 不久，他又完全丧失了知觉。 约摸在上午九点钟的时候。 有一种暴风吹过那样的骚乱，起于一宅五楼五底美轮美奂的住宅中。那座华丽的屋子，当然不属于那些专门仰仗二房东先生代领户口米票的凄惨朋友之所有。告诉你：它是我们的闻人余慰堂先生的不动产之一。 如果你有那种幸福，你能常常走进这座屋子，不久，你就会发现：在这广厦中的一些废置不用的空屋之中，囤着大量的食品，大量的用品，以及大量不为自己所需要的西药品。 这广厦中不但囤有大量的货，同时却也囤有大量的人。 平时，住在这所广厦里的每一个人，其安闲的程度，决不输于那些被囤的货物。但是，在这一个特殊的上午，那些被囤的人，却已不能和被囤的货物保持同样的安静。 骚扰的原因，是为他们的主人——我们的闻人余慰堂先生，一夜没有回来。 一个闻人，必然的也是一个忙人，一夜不归，那有什么稀罕呢？也许，他是高兴住在他的“袖珍公馆”里；也许，他已被挽留在特种的所谓“生意上”；也许，他有外交上的应酬，而在研讨什么“四方形的战略”。凡此种种，不是都有一夜不归的可能吗？No hurries? 可是，以上的理由，现在却并不适用于这座广厦之中。 因为，我们这位闻人，私生活一向很严肃。平时，绝对没有一夜不归的习惯。很多人知道：他的太太的贤德，却是养成他这严肃的习惯的原因之一。 余先生另有一个习惯。平时，如因特殊的原因而在外面逗留到晚上十二时以后，他必然要打电话回来，报告他的准确的所在地点，连带说明他的准确的回家时间。 可是，在上一晚的十二时以后，那个必要的“述职”的电报，竟没有送回“白宫”。 这是一个反常的情形哪！ 因之，一种较小的骚乱，在隔夜已起于这座广厦之中。 电话线在隔夜已和各个有关方面开始接触。但是，从各方面所获得的消息，始终非常混沌。 尤其恶劣的是：我们闻人的贤德太太，在最近，恰巧听到过一种传说，据说余先生在外面，颇有一些不稳当的企图，正在偷偷进行。这使太太暴跳如雷。她觉得那个传说，似乎已让眼前的事证实了。 并且，还有很离奇的事情哩。 在这一夜，余公馆中曾一连接获三个很奇怪的电话。电话的对方，是一个年轻的女人，声音非常紧张，探问余老先生有没有回来？这里问她是什么人？找余老先生有什么事？那边却把电话括的一声挂断了。——三次的情形都一样。 这三个电话，第一个是在晚餐时候打来的，最后的一个，时间却已过了午夜。对方的声气，似乎愈弄愈着急。——这女人和余先生有什么重要交涉呢？ 看来事情真有点奇怪！ 一个紧张的隔夜，在那位贤德太太一半愤懑一半忧虑的混合心理之下度了过去。 到今天早晨，时候还不到六点钟，大队带行通缉性的侦骑，纷纷奉命出动。其中包括：余先生的大公子国华，次公子家华，以及男女干练仆役等等。 在九点半的时候，大少爷国华的自备汽车，已开回余公馆门口。他从汽车里跳下来，用喷香的手帕抹着汗说，他把全上海的地皮，差不多都已翻转来，简直毫无影踪。 十点刚敲过，二少爷家华坐着出差汽车，也回来了。头上菲律宾式的头发，已经弄得很乱。他用手帕拂着西装上的灰尘说：凡是可找的地方，都已找遍；甚至他连浴室那种地方，也已列入调查的表格；但是，浴室在上午不开门，所以结果当然他是失望了。 以后，其他出动的人员，也都陆续回来，他们都没有发现老太爷的两撇八字须的影子。 于是，事态渐见严重，公馆里的小扰乱，渐渐进入于惊魂的阶段。 正在这个鸦飞鹊乱麻雀插不进嘴的纷扰的时候，门房里的小山东，拿着一张名片，急匆匆地奔进来说：有一个客，说要求见少爷，报告关于老太爷的消息。大少爷二少爷抢先看那名片，只见那张片子，纸质很劣。片子不是印刷品，却用开花毛笔，写着三个不成样的字： 费太敏 单有这一张片子，就知道这个片子的主人，是个不成材的东西。况且弟兄二人一看这个名字，人家都不认识。二少爷急忙问：“那是一个怎么样的人？” “那个人，看起来有三十多岁。西装穿得挺漂亮。”小山东这样回答。 看在“西装挺漂亮”的份上，于是大少爷急忙吩咐：“请他进来。” 那个不相识而投进一张劣等名片的西装来宾，被邀进一间古色古香的书房里，和两位少爷会见。 女太太和下人们，在别室里以一种异样的心理，期待着这来宾所带来的消息。 当那位来宾大模大样踏进书房时，弟兄二人急忙用天然的快镜头向他拍照。 只见进来的那个家伙，阔肩膀，高个子，身上穿了一套浅灰色的秋季西装，裁剪十分配身。从弟兄二人眼内看来，觉得此人的衣着，竟比他们还要考究。二人在想：这家伙如此漂亮，为什么要用那种“蹩脚”的名片？再看此人的面貌，倒也并不讨人厌；而且，看在眼里，仿佛很熟，像在什么地方见过面？但又记不起曾在什么地方见过面了。还有一点，此人胸前，垂着一条太过鲜艳的领带，颜色红得刺眼！这使二少爷的脑神经上，似乎已引起了些某一种的刺促；而一时却又想不起，这刺促是属于何种原因？ 来客响亮的皮鞋声，充分表示出他高等华人的身份。一个钻石的领针，在近午的阳光里闪射着威胁穷人的光华。 由于来宾气宇的华贵，必然地使二位主人在招待他时引起一种心理上的优待。 大少爷和二少爷争先以恭敬的态度招呼他坐下。 来客的“派头”大得可以。他把他的染过色的西洋眼光，向着那些不够摩登的中国式的家具“巡礼”了一下。眉宇之间，表示轻鄙不屑。他皱皱眉，以不习惯的样子，拣着一张紫檀椅子里坐下，坐的姿势，像是横靠在西洋式的睡椅里。 下人们拣选了上品好茶与上等名烟送上来。来客拿起纸烟，先看看牌子，看得满意了，方始拿在手里，让敬烟的下人给他燃上火。 下人肃然退出。外面有许多人，在窃窃私议，当然，其中包括着余先生的贤德的太太。 于是，他们听到书房里的主客在开始谈话了。 “费先生和家严是一向认识的？”老大用这敷衍句子开场。 “不知费先生光临，有什么见教？”老二跟着提出较积极的问句。 来客仰面喷出一口烟。So he spoke.他的语声很骄蹇；好像尊长在对小辈发言。他先问：“两位是不是余老先生的世兄？” “正是，正是。”老大先说。 “家严在什么地方？”老二比较性急。 “鄙人先要声明，”来客说，“我和令尊并不是朋友。但有一点关于令尊的消息，想报告二位。” “家严为什么不回来？”老二感到有点焦急了。 “有什么消息呢？”这是老大眼光里的问句。 “我不知道府上的规矩，对于报告消息的人，是否有什么宽待？”来客不说正文而先提出这样的问句。说话时，弹掉一些烟头上的灰。弟兄二人看到此人左手的一个手指上，戴着一枚特大的指环，——那是一枚鲤鱼形的指环，式样非常特别。 可是弟兄二人，听这人的话，说得有点蹊跷，不禁面面相觑，一时觉得无从作答。 结果还是老大先开口说：“如果我们有什么事情，劳了费先生的驾，我们当然要设法谢谢费先生的。”他这话，说得相当圆滑而含糊，这巧妙的辞令，有点近于现代外交席上所习用的方式。 “那就很好。”来客点头表示满意。他又说道，“第一我要报告二位：令尊近时，在外面已新建设了一处小规模的公馆，很有许多较秘密的事项，都在那里和人接洽。这消息也许二位还不知道。” 老大睁眼看看老二，没有发声。因为，这消息于他们确是一个新奇的报道。 “令尊昨日，不是在上午就出去的吗？”来客发问。The two nodded.来客又说：“事实上，令尊离府以后，一直就到他的新建设的公馆里，消磨掉了整半个下午。” 来客的说话，带着一些顿挫的调子，这调子暂停于这个小段落上。他又喷着烟。 这时候，书房门外，有些密探们，正以“蚂蚁传报”的方式，将这位来宾所带来的新奇消息，传达于总司令部。大本营里有些咆哮的声音在发出来。依着总司令的主张，恨不能立刻亲自出马，向来人追问出那个新的地点，而马上给予叛离者以闪电式的袭击。但是，这一个策略，却让一些参谋人员，尽力阻止了。 密探们在书房门外，密切地注视着这谈话的新发展。 只听来客扬声在说：“但是二位，决不可错怪令尊翁，以为他在小公馆里，学习游手好闲。事实上，他在那边秘密等候一个人，准备接洽一注伟大的生意。——”来客这几句话，倒像有意在对付这书房以外的咆哮。 “秘密等候一个人！什么人？”二少爷感到焦灼而又困扰。 “接洽一注很大的生意吗？”大少爷的较和缓的口气。 “费先生，能不能请你痛快些说了——接洽生意，大概用不着开一整夜的谈判！——家严为什么还不回家？”老二的脾气，毕竟暴躁。他开始对这位气概不凡的贵宾，发出他的二少爷脾气。 “咦！你——”来客自动燃上一支新的烟，随手抛掉烟尾。他向老二瞪了一眼而厉声说，“你竟这样性急吗？” 他用训斥的声吻接说下去道：“阿弟，请你耐心些听我说；事情的演变，都由逐步而来；事情的说明，也要逐步而来。譬如，世界大战之酝酿以及爆发，那决不是一句话所能说明的。阿弟，是不是？” 二少爷是一个“七石缸式”的人物，主要的是他不知道这位叫他“阿弟”的来宾，是个什么身份。他觉得未便反抗。于是，红着脸，默然。 大少爷连带不敢作声。 书房门外又在窃窃私议。 他们听得那位来客，在用较和婉的口气说下去道：“令尊在新公馆里所等候的，是一个犹太人。那个英国籍的犹太老板，手内囤有大批的挪威鱼肝油。最近，为着某种原因，他的囤货，将有无法出笼的危险。因之，他急于要找一个囤积界的伟人，赶快把这批货物贬价脱手。——于是他就找到了你们的令尊。——” 弟兄二人很注意地倾听。听到这里，交换了一下眼光。因为在几天之前，他们的确听到过这回事。他们再听下去。 “提起你们的令尊翁，的确是一个太伟大的人物！”来客耸耸肩膀，装着一脸布景式的笑容说：“我们都知道他以前的伟大的历史，真可以说是一位囤积界的天才者。在过去，他囤过米，囤过煤，囤过纱，囤过一切一切生活上的必需品；他的伟大的计划乃是无所不囤。而在最近，他又着手于建筑一道大西洋的海底围墙。他打算把全市所留存的各种西药，尽数打进他的围墙之内。他的志愿极其伟大；他准备把全市那些缺少康健的人，全数囤积进医院；他又准备把各医院的病人，全数囤积进坟墓。哈哈，伟大，伟大极了！” 来客在整串的赞叹声中闪动他的眼珠。至此，他让对方看出他的眼光里，流露一种凶锐可怕的神情。但是，他又不让那弟兄二人，获得插口的机会。 “实在令尊翁的意思，那也并不算坏。这个年头，生活程度这样高，做人也真不容易。承蒙他代大众打算，让他们早点得到总休息，省得伸长头颈盼望户口米。也不失为仁人君子的用心。”他继续这样说，“现在且谈正文：昨天令尊在新公馆里，等候那个犹太人，等到傍晚的时候，那边忽而发生了一件意外的事情。” 大少爷的眼光亮起来。 性急的二少爷，搔搔菲律宾式的头发，又想发问。但是，他的问句被来客凶锐的眼光阻了回去。 书房门外议论又起。 有一件事颇为可推。弟兄二人听了来客那套半真半假似嘲似讽的话，他们始终无法猜测：这个家伙，毕竟是个何等样的人？同时他们也始终无法猜测；这位客人的来意，又是何等的来意？他们只觉对于眼前这个人，好像很有点畏惧；而又说不出为什么对他畏惧的原因。 他们只能努力忍耐着再听下去。 “要说明昨天发生的那件事，先得把新公馆里的情形说一说，”来客向弟兄二人问道，“你们对于那边的情形，当然不会明了的，是不是？——这新公馆是一宅单幢的小洋房。里边下人不多；只有男女仆役各一。这是令尊怕人多泄露机密的缘故。既然称为新公馆，当然有一位新太太作为主要点缀。昨天下午，新太太正在陪伴令尊，吃点法国式的米汤。忽然外边打来了一个电话，那是某公馆里的太太邀请新太太去打牌。依照新太太的意思，本来舍不得把令尊冷冰冰地抛下。而令尊却体恤他的新太太，说是只管去打牌，让他一个人待在家里也不妨。新太太走了，那个出卖大批鱼肝油的犹太人却来了；来的并不是犹太人本人，而是犹太人派来的一个代表。这位代表先生带来了几瓶挪威鱼肝油的样品。那个女仆下楼的时节，曾看见'她们的少爷'，开了一瓶鱼肝油，把瓶口凑近他的八字须，在嗅着瓶里的气味。” 二少爷讶异地问：“哪一个少爷？” “这是令尊在新公馆里用钞票捐到的愉快新称呼。”来客说，“你别打断我的话呀！——不多一会儿，楼下男女两个下人，听得楼上有人在发喊。那是犹太人代表的喊声。奔上楼去一看，只见他们的有胡子的少爷，横倒在一张沙发里；样子像已昏晕过去。犹太人的代表说：大约是天气太热受了暑，不要紧！赶快把太太找回来再说。但是，那一男一女两个仅有的下人，都不知道太太是在哪家打牌，因之他们无法打电话。于是不久他们都被那个犹太人的代表交使出去，分头去到几家熟悉的公馆里，找寻他们的太太。结果，太太不等她的下人未找而先自动溜了回来，据说并没有人邀她打牌，那个电话来得有点奇怪，让她上了一次大当。不过，这还不算上当哩！踏进门来一看，方知真的上了大当。原来，她的少爷不见了！” 这位古怪的来宾，像潮涨那样一口气述说完了那桩离奇的故事，最后，他用大声补充： “这就是令尊昨日在新公馆里所遇到的事！” 这个时候，“白宫”中的首脑——我们闻人先生的正式而贤德的太太——为嫌密探们的情报不仔细，她已亲自“移步出堂前”。她并没有听出那位来宾，站在两架麦克风前，滔滔地在发表何种伟大的议论；她只听到那篇长篇演说之中，横一个新公馆，竖一位新太太，这让她耳内的火星，快要飞上巴尔干半岛。依着太太的主见，几乎就要亲自列席于这书房中的小组会议。但是，她的一些随员们，却劝她姑且听听看再说。 事实上，书房门外的许多人，都没有听清楚书房里的那段离奇的小说。因为，那位来宾，把这一席话，实在说得太长而又太快了。 当然书房里的出奇谈话还在继续下去。 只听得大少爷在惊疑地问：“那么，家严究竟到什么地方去了呢？” 二少爷却用尖刻而严重的调子，在向来宾发话：“你对这件事，怎么会知道得这样清楚呢？” 来宾正在扬声大笑；那笑声像是深夜里的怪鸟叫。随着笑声他在得意地说：“这是鄙人一手经办的事情，我怎么会不清楚？” 这轻轻的一句话，仿佛挟着一股北极的寒流而来。却使这弟兄二人的身上立刻冒着冷气，连呼吸也冻住了。 室内来了一阵紧张的沉默。 老大简直惊异得无法再开口。 比较镇静而又机警的还是老二。他在嗫嚅地问：“你，你是什么人？” “二位的意思，大概想要查查我的身份证，是不是？” 弟兄二人，瞪着四只眼，不响。来宾把锐利的视线从老大脸上兜到老二脸上，他指指自己胸前的那条红领带，说：“喏！”他侧转脸，指指自己的耳朵，说：“喏！”他又伸出他的左手，让对方看他那个鲤鱼形的指环说：“喏！这些，都是我的身份证。你们也许知道这些古董的。” 老大似乎还没有觉悟到这是什么玩意，他的滞定的眼珠依然滞定。 （世上有些某种的人群，他们自以为名气很大；他们自以为已经把金字招牌挂在额上，连拾荒的孩子们一看也会认得。偏偏有时候他们把额角拍出来，而人家却不买那本账。于是，我们的有名的人物，未免感到一些微妙的窘意。这时候，书房里的来宾，他就感到一点如上的窘态。然而还好，幸喜他额面神经的组织一向具有可惊的密度。因之，虽然窘，倒还“不在乎”。） 但是，那位较机警的老二，他望望来宾的耳朵与领带，他的脑内，开始闪出某种可怕的幻影。他用基督教徒对付撒旦那样的声气向这来宾发问： “你，——你，——你先生——就是——？” 来宾却以温和平静的口气接下去道：“不错，你已经认识我，既然大家相识，那就好商量了！是不是？” 老二退后了一步，畏怯地问：“先生的来意如何？” 来宾提高了声音，笑笑说：“鄙人以绑票匪首领的资格，准备和两位非正式地谈谈，不知两位以为怎么样？” “绑票匪？”老大惊喊。他的眼珠几乎滚落到脚背上！ 这时，书房门外，有些较机警的人物已经听出里边谈话的真相。有一个人，把这消息报告了大众。顿时，书房门外，好像踢翻了一个黄蜂窝。 一阵极大的扰乱，起于这蜂群之中，连蜂后也在内。 黄蜂A说：不好了，老爷被绑票的绑去了！ 黄蜂B说：老爷是在新公馆里被绑去的！ 黄淑C说；老爷还有新公馆吗？——书房里的人，就是绑票匪吗？ 黄蜂D说：这混蛋胆子不小！绑了人家的票，还敢大模大样跑上门！ 黄蜂E说：这个家伙倒漂亮得很！——要不要去喊警察？ 黄蜂F：…… 嗡嗡嗡嗡嗡！ ... 那一阵九音联弹热闹得可以！ 毕竟还是太太有主见，急忙喝阻了扰乱。她吩咐赶快把二少爷悄悄唤出来。于是，有一个男仆走到书房门口，偷偷地向二少爷招手。二少爷心里明白，他以一副尴尬面孔向来宾告假，他说：“先生请宽坐一回，让家兄陪你谈谈。” “请便，请便。”来宾客气地欠身。 一面，他又扬扬然，向冻结在书房里的大少爷说：“我们不妨以合理的态度，谈谈那个价钱。好歹我这个人一向出名，是个正当商人；我们的生意，都是划一不二的。” 他这几句话，好像有意在向门外发表，所以声音说得相当响亮。 二少爷带着一脸的惊惶，从书房里溜出来。他把那个不很有趣的消息，历乱无章而自以为很详细地向太夫人报告了一气；他说明书房里的家伙，是一个着名匪首，他又尽力描写这匪首的凶悍。 “老军们纷纷议论”！ 太太在“力排众议”之下，提出了她的主见：她主张赶快和这匪首好好议价。因为，在这样的时势之中，家庭里断断损失不起一个善于囤积的天才，就是在社会上，同样也损失不起这样一位太伟大的人物的。 于是，她又主张对这书房里的匪徒，尽可能的加以优待。同时她又吩咐全家的人，把这消息严密封锁起来，千万不可声张出去。 （先生们，记着吧：这就是社会上的一般人们如何取得他们到处受到优待的最简便的方法了！） 商议已定，二少爷准备回进书房，以优待的姿态，和这凶悍的匪徒议价。但是，太太毕竟上了年纪，有见识。想了想，他把二少爷唤住道：“啊呀！我想起来啦！照规矩绑票勒赎，肉票应该有一封亲笔写的信。你爸爸的信呢？” 二少爷感到一呆。即刻，他似乎已被那条刺眼睛的红领带，弄昏了头，他的确没有想到这一层。于是他说：“让我问问他去。” “你别上人家的当啊！”太太说。 “那不会。”二少爷轻声地说：“里面那个家伙，虽然出名很凶悍，但也出名很有信用。我一向知道他，说一是一，比之许多有名人物，靠得住得多。” 于是，二少爷硬着头皮重新回进书房，准备和这上宾式的匪徒，展开互惠的谈判。 书房里静悄悄的画面，看来相当有趣：一个的态度，仿佛被供养在星宿殿中的人物。看样子，好像许多时候始终没有开过金口。另一个的状貌，相反地是这样悠闲。这时他又自动取了一支新的烟在燃上火。二少爷简直猜不出这位大烟量的来宾，自从进门以后，到底已经烧掉了几支烟？他只看见这位来宾身前随便丢下的烟尾，至少已有三个或四个之多。 来宾搁起了腿，悠然吸着他的第五或第六支的纸烟，他望见二少爷进来，急忙客气地招呼：“请坐请坐！”样子倒像他是主人。他一面说：“我们的生意虽小，规矩不可不守。我忘记把带来的凭据给你看了。” 他边说边从他的西装衣袋里，掏出一只带链子的金表和一枚图章金戒，递在二少爷的手里说：“这是令尊的东西，让我带来做一个凭据。这东西比较亲笔书信可靠得多，请你检查一下子。” 坐着发呆的老大，走过来一看，只见这金表金戒