Chapter 8 The street girl in the dark is Huo Xixian
I quickly checked to see if he had left his address, but there seemed to be no such column on campus.
His page is empty, with basically no other useful information.
However, he added several friends. I added all the males among them.
The charm of beautiful women is endless. Soon they all passed my verification.
I found the person's QQ number on one of the people's pages and entered his QQ space.
In "His Visitors", Wang Yongshun's school avatar is prominently listed.
However, after I clicked on this avatar, I was unable to enter Wang Yongshun's QQ space. His space was restricted so that only QQ friends could access it.
My eyes turned to the address bar of the browser. In that long list of addresses, I quickly found Wang Yongshun’s QQ number after “uin=".
I opened the newly applied QQ account and searched for the QQ account. I found that its level was very high, indicating that Wang Yongshun had been using it. But in order to avoid alerting others, I did not add friends. Then, I copied it to Baidu and searched for it.
.Several related pages soon appeared. I immediately scrolled the mouse and started searching for useful clues.
One of the pages is the "Necrophilia Bar" on Baidu Tieba. He once left his QQ email address in a post looking for friends. Well, this guy is really a genuine necrophiliac.
When I turned to the next page of search results, I found that he had left his address on another seemingly very old page called "Nanshi City City Duel": Baidu, Nanshi District
Lane 255, Lane A
201 ("Nong" is a special name in Shanghai, equivalent to "No. ** Road **" elsewhere). I glanced at it and saw that this post was posted in early 2000.
Nanshi District? I seem to have never heard of this district in Shanghai.
After searching on Baidu, I found out that in 2000, Nanshi District had been abolished and merged into Huangpu District. At that time, I was still enjoying myself in college, listening to nothing outside the window and only reading law books.
Huangpu District? I immediately thought of Nanjing Road, the Bund, Yu Garden, City God Temple and other famous attractions. How golden is that place? This guy actually lives in the center of Shanghai?
I roughly calculated that if he is 30 years old this year and graduated from college at about 22 years old... then, in 2000, he had just graduated from college a year ago. I guess, a kid who just graduated and came to Shanghai to work lived in a house like this
Luxurious location?
It seems that he is not a slut...
After 7 years, does he still live in this place?
Anyway, I'm going to see it for myself.
This place is really far away. After checking the Ding Ding map, I decided to take Metro Line 2. I got on the train from Beixinjing Metro Station and took nine stops before getting to Nanjing East Road. Then I found a taxi and went straight to Baixinjing Metro Station.
crossing road.
The taxi went through small alleys (alleys, called "hutongs" in Beijing) all the way. There were no double yellow lines or sidewalks. The narrow roads and low-rise houses. I really couldn't believe that this was Shanghai.
Is it Huangpu District, the central city?
I have always heard of the terms "shikumen" and "pavilion room", and I finally saw it.
In Shanghai, a place where land is at a premium, many Shanghainese who are not wealthy and still live in old alleys are very good at a super skill that makes the most of space - "building a dojo in a snail and lion shell". A
The pavilions range from a few square meters to a dozen square meters, and can accommodate 5 or 6 people. Looking back now, there was a popular TV series called "Snail House" in 2009. In it, Mrs. Li pointed to the small room and said, "There are the most people in this room."
There were seven people living in the house when she was a child, and they were crowded and piled on top of each other. When her husband passed away, she was not sad at all because she could finally stretch her legs and sleep.
I looked at this messy and cramped alley, where Wang Yongshun lived.
Most of the houses here are two-story or three-story at most. The doors and windows are painted with red paint, which has faded and peeled off. The walls are made of cement or yellow mud and are in disrepair. Under the dim light of the street lights, they look very shabby. Both sides
Between the houses, there is only room for four people to stand side by side. On the walls on both sides, flowerpots, urinals, mats, bicycles, trash cans, and other random things are randomly placed. Bamboo poles on the second floor stick out.
, there are scattered pieces of clothes that were confiscated from home. If it is a sunny day, these bamboo poles must be covered with bedsheets and quilts, colorful and colorful, known as "Ten Thousand Flags". Various illegal buildings are popping up in endlessly, and there are still people
In the middle of the second floor, a corridor was built in the air... No, it was not a corridor, it was actually a room.
It is hard to imagine that if this thing was not firmly erected and fell down, and someone happened to pass by below, it would have cost several lives. In this place, human lives are far less important than a place to live.
It was already 10:30 in the evening, and there were still people coming in and out. In this undisclosed space, I don’t know how many people were crammed in. Even if a couple had sex, they would have to keep the volume to a minimum. If Wang Yongshun
How could he avoid so many eyes when he brought the body home and played with it? I silently recited the address in my mind and walked past each house until I found Wang Yongshun's room.
The lights in this room are dark, so I probably haven't gone home yet.
I decided to wait here for him to come back and make a confirmation.
The problem is, even though I deliberately wore a hat and a mask when I went out, in such a narrow space, if I met Wang Yongshun head-on, I might still attract his attention.
After making up my mind, I left the alley and walked quickly for a while, choosing a narrow path.
After walking a few steps, a woman who was estimated to be around 24 or 5 years old, with hair like noodles and a rather delicate face but wearing sexy stockings and a short skirt, jumped out of nowhere and asked shyly but very straightforwardly.
He said: "Handsome man, do you want to serve me?"
This must be a street girl. I pointed to the mask on my face, waved my hands and said, "I caught a cold today and I'm not feeling well. I don't want it anymore."
The street girl would never let go of any opportunity. Seeing that I didn't refuse sternly, she came up and grabbed me and said, "Play with me for a while and you'll get sweaty. If you feel better, let me do it quickly."
I felt secretly happy, but I still pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Then... okay, how much will it cost?"
"Fifty."
I nodded and said, "Okay. But I'm not used to doing this kind of thing with strangers. Can you act like your girlfriend?"
After hearing this, the street girl took my arm without hesitation, put her head on my shoulder, and followed me to the alley where Wang Yongshun was.
When we were approaching the alley, I pretended to be hesitant, slowed down, and said to the girl standing on the street: "I'm really not in the mood today, but I like you a lot. Can you stand downstairs with me for a while?
Let’s chat? Fifty yuan for standing there for half an hour.”
Dear readers, do you think that’s what street girls like to do? She was eager to hear me say this. It’s a great thing to have money and not have to pretend to be a prostitute. I hurriedly agreed. So I said it
She walked into the alley, found a place where the street lights were not on and stood there, chatting away.
Having this charming street girl to protect me made me feel much more at ease.
Long after the whole incident ended, I once talked about it with a friend. He was puzzled: "Why don't you get a newspaper to cover your face? Isn't that how it is shown on TV? Put on all the sunglasses, masks, and scarves.
Once the newspaper is blocked and you pretend to read it, that's it! Why go to the trouble of finding a street girl? You kid wants to eat other people's tofu, right?"
At that time, I punched him and replied: "You are standing under such a dark streetlight, wearing sunglasses and reading a newspaper? Do you think Wang Yongshun is a stupid boy?"
During the chat, the street girl told me that her name was Hao Ling. She was from Sichuan. Her family was very poor. When she was a child, she followed a group of boys and was a bad student. She didn't study well. She didn't go to high school, so she went to Dongguan to work with a group of friends. She couldn't bear it.
Resisting the temptation, she went to the sea. First she went to a massage center for oil massage, and then she sat at a ktv. Although in the next six months, she often had close contact with men, and even the most intimate parts were touched, she kept
Stick to the bottom line. About a year ago, a boss offered Mommy a high price. Mommy arranged for her to go to the boss's club alone. The boss gave her a cigarette. Then for some reason, she couldn't control herself and was beaten by the boss.
She took the opportunity to lose her virginity, and then she became a mistress. However, she had a bad few days, and she got into a car accident, and she lost consciousness. Half a month ago, she woke up, but she was lying in a hospital in Shanghai. And the boss
I couldn't find him anymore. I had no friends here and I didn't dare to go home, so I had no choice but to start this business.
I felt sad for a while. Some people say that the story of a bitch, a ruthless actor, and a street girl cannot be believed. But I feel that what she said is true. Because throughout the narrative process, she
His eyes often turn to the right, but rarely to the left, and he never touches his neck or shrugs unilaterally.
After she said this, there were a little tears in her eyes, which made me believe that she is a sincere person and a person with a story. No matter who she is, she has someone to talk to, someone who understands and cares about her.
I needed it. I couldn't help but hugged her waist gently. Then I thought, that's not right, she didn't go to high school, she was probably 15 or 6 years old at that time. She should not be more than 20 now, but why does she look younger than
You seem to be 5 or 6 years older? So I asked: "How old are you?"