This small Internet cafe in Warwick is in poor condition. The bathroom is shared by men and women. I just shouted to ask if anyone was there. I was afraid that a woman was using the bathroom. I only dared to come in and wash up after I made sure no one answered.
I have sensitive hearing, and that strange, slightly "depressed" cry is fleeting. If there was a woman inside, she might have covered her mouth at the moment?
The lights were dim and the faucets were running water.
I washed my hair, dried it with a towel, and whistled in the direction of the partition.
But the next second, I suddenly discovered.
Why is there a pool of blood on the ground?
Just under the partition door, it’s very obvious!
"Hello!"
"Who's in there? Do you need help?" I shouted.
No one spoke.
I took a step closer.
At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded from behind the door
"No need, buddy! I just accidentally hurt my leg! It will be taken care of right away!"
I clearly heard a female voice just now.
I frowned.
They're a couple, doing that stuff in there for excitement?
If that's the case, why is there blood all over the floor?
When I returned to my seat in the lobby, I seemed to be staring at the computer screen, but in fact I was looking at the toilet door from the corner of my eye.
About ten minutes later, a man wearing a black vest and jeans came out first. He was in his mid-twenties and had a scorpion tattoo on his left forearm.
After another three minutes, another long-haired girl in shorts and a shirt, who looked about 20 years old, came out. She was holding her stomach, her face was pale, and there was no blood at all. She looked like she had anemia!
It's just two rows of seats away, so I can see clearly.
The man in the vest was smoking a cigarette and playing on the computer. The girl was curled up on the chair, looking very uncomfortable.
I would venture to guess, did this woman just give birth in the toilet?
This has nothing to do with me. It is the Jianghu principle that one thing is worse than one thing less, so I don't intend to meddle in others' affairs.
At that time, popular games in Internet cafes included Legend, Audition, and Fantasy, but the most popular game that year was Kart Runner, which had just been online for a few months. Half of the people in the Internet cafe were playing Runner.
I don't know how to play, I only know some simple stand-alone games, such as Beach Landing and Meteor Butterfly Sword.
"Hey, buddy, was it you who washed your hair just now?"
The man in the vest suddenly came over to talk to me. He looked very arrogant and did not look like a good person.
My voice was hoarse and I said impatiently, "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Oh, it's okay. It's mainly because you have an unusual temperament, buddy. I just want to get to know you and make friends with you!"
Seeing that I wanted to touch a cigarette, he offered me one.
I caught the cigarette, glanced sideways at the long-haired girl, and asked, "Is that girl sick? She doesn't seem to be in good condition."
"Hey! Then my dear! She's just like that! Nothing's wrong!"
I lit up my cigarette and took a puff, and immediately realized something was wrong.
The white sand cigarette he gave me had a wrong smell. It didn't choke my throat at all. Instead, it had a "meaty" flavor, just like braised pork.
I put out the cigarette with a dark face, stood up, grabbed his neck, and slammed his head on the computer table!
"You're looking for death! Damn it! You want to use this thing to harm me!"
He cursed loudly and wanted to get away!
I raised the ashtray casually and said, "Believe it or not, I opened it for you!"
There was a commotion in the Internet cafe. Internet surfers looked here one after another, and the network administrator also came to break up the fight. I didn't want to make the matter worse, so I let him go immediately.
Perhaps feeling embarrassed, the man in the vest stood up and covered his face
, looked at me with very cold and resentful eyes.
I pointed directly at him and said, "What, you little brat! You still want to do something?"
At this time, the network administrator said, "You need to go out and fight! If you are making trouble here, I will call the police directly!"
The man in the vest spat at my feet! He then pointed to the door and went out first. I followed him to the corridor outside.
five minutes later. .??.
"Brother! Brother, I was wrong!"
"Stop hitting me! I know I was wrong! I made a lot of mistakes and shouldn't have messed with you!"
At this moment, the man in the vest had a bleeding nose and swollen eyes. He leaned against the wall and loudly waved to me for mercy.
I can't do it to a master, but he can't even touch a gangster of this level.
"Take out your wallet."
"Can't you hear that? Hurry up!"
I slapped him on the head again.
I took out the more than 100 yuan from his wallet and put it in my pocket, and yelled, "Damn it, you are a drug seller after all! Why do you only have this little money in your wallet?"
He immediately cried and said loudly, "Brother! Today is my first day working! You are the first customer I have!"
"You added something to that cigarette! What did you add?" I asked.
He hesitated and refused to speak clearly.
I kicked him in the stomach again.
His face was covered with sweat in pain, and he raised his hand and said loudly, "Stop fighting! I said! I added two drops of Cha Cha grass oil!"
"Chacha grass oil? What the hell is that?"
"It's the latest medicine! People will become addicted after using it once or twice! Everyone is selling this medicine recently! There are more people selling it in Sanlitun!"
I walked to the door and hooked my hand with the long-haired girl. She looked a little scared, but she still walked out.
"I was in the bathroom just now, I see there is blood on the ground, are you injured or something?" I asked.
The girl glanced at me, lowered her head and said nothing.
Seeing that she didn't have any injuries on her appearance, I asked you to lift up your clothes and let me take a look.
The man in the vest wanted to speak, but I slapped him again to tell him to be honest.
I urged, "Hurry up! Lift up your clothes!"
She slowly lifted up her top, and there was only a bra underneath. Of course, my focus was not on that. I saw a circle of gauze wrapped around her belly, and there was blood oozing out.
She removed the gauze, and I immediately saw a shocking incision, at least fifteen centimeters long! It was simply sewn on with sewing thread! It was just like the incision of a caesarean section!
I was shocked.
"Holy crap! You really gave birth to a baby in the toilet! Where is the baby! You don't know how to throw away the trash can, right?"
The man in the vest said hurriedly, "No! My girlfriend didn't give birth! Brother, you misunderstood! This injury is because I asked her to bring medicine!"
The man in the vest explained for two minutes, and then I figured out what was going on.
At that time, there was a term in society called "medicine pigeon", and this long-haired girl was the medicine pigeon released by the man in the vest.
What the man in the vest sells is something that comes in a small bottle of Fengyoujing. It is similar to tobacco oil and is dark yellow. Squeeze a drop or two into the cigarette holder. After smoking, you will feel an extremely relaxed and comfortable feeling all over your body.
This kind of "Qiaqia oil" is said to have been invented in Guangxi.
The so-called medicine pigeon is like a pigeon that lets people carry medicine. This woman cut her belly open and hid six or seven bottles of Cha Cha oil. After she came back safely, she cut open her belly and took out the medicine. This is how she did it.
This kind of oil-added cigarette is most common in KT dance halls and other places. If you become addicted unintentionally, you can only find someone to buy it. The general price is two to three hundred yuan.
Seeing that I was unhappy, the man in the vest hurriedly explained, "Brother, don't get me wrong! I swear to God! I didn't force her! She did it voluntarily! If you don't believe me, just ask her!"