I saw that her hands were still white, and her thumbs were sending text messages quickly. Do the girls in this business type so fast? Maybe... they actually hold a lot of things in their hearts, and they want to talk to others, but
Every man who came to the door was only busy doing piston movements, so they could only change their identities and chat with others on QQ on their mobile phones. After she sent the text message, she returned the phone to me. I took it and stuffed it into my pocket.
I held her waist and walked out of the alley for a while. I stopped and found two hundred dollars to give to her.
She was stunned: "Brother, what kind of trick is this? It was only half an hour, and it was only two hundred in two hours. Do you think I can't count it?"
I smiled and said, "Take some rest tonight and don't work. This is my thank you for chatting with me."
She burst out laughing, took the money generously, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Brother, what's your name?"
"Lin You. What about you?"
"Haoling! Didn't I tell you?" she said with a wink, looking very naughty.
I couldn't help but laugh, took off my hat and mask, stuffed the mask into the hat, and said, "I asked for your real name."
When Hao Ling saw my appearance, she burst out laughing: "You look so honest, no wonder... Oh, your real name, guess what?"
I took out my phone, held it up and shook it: "It's probably in here, right?"
Her face turned red, and she hit me on the arm with her little pink fist.
Some people may ask: How do you know that she left her mobile phone number? In fact, whether she is Bai Fumei or a street girl, it is not difficult to guess a girl's thoughts. She told me before borrowing the mobile phone that the message she wanted to send was
"Send a message to my roommate and ask her to leave a door for me." But when she sent the message, she deliberately did not let me see the content. Since she told me the content, why did she act in such a way that was inconsistent with her words? Most likely
The answer is: what she entered is inconsistent with what she said, and what she entered will make her shy because I see it in person.
Rely on clues to be one step ahead and guess the central idea.
The two of them walked for a while and arrived at Chinatown. I bought a 10-yuan pack of Shanghai cigarettes (now renamed "Double Happiness", but the gold box has not changed), a lighter, a bottle of Coke, and
There was a small LED flashlight. I took apart the cigarette, and Hao Ling asked me to give her one. I lit it for her, and she took a deep breath and blew the exhaust out of her nose.
I called a taxi and wanted to take her home, but she shook her head and said no, her home is very close to here, just walk back. When she insisted, I could only nod and said it was almost eleven o'clock, you walk alone.
Be careful. She nodded and left.
I turned on my phone and clicked on "Sent Messages".
The most recent message was sent to an unknown number. The message said: "This is my number. My name is Hu Haoling."
"Sir, where are you going?" the taxi driver asked politely.
"Light Rail Line 3, Hongqiao Road Station." After I finished speaking, I took out a cigarette from my pocket and asked, "Master, can I smoke?"
"Okay, you can do it yourself."
I saved Hu Haoling's number in my address book. Just after I saved it, my phone flashed twice and the battery ran out.
Forget it, I'm going to visit the morgue at night anyway, and I'll have to turn off my phone to avoid being disturbed.
I took out my lighter and lit the cigarette. The car was going very fast, and the wind blew so hard that I couldn't open my eyes. I could only squint and look at the high-rise buildings whizzing by beside me, lost in thought. After smoking, I opened the Coke and
Gurgling, gurgling, I drank it all in just a few sips.
Coke contains caffeine and high sugar content. It can not only replenish physical strength and refresh the mind, but if you drink this carbonated drink in one breath, you will burp continuously due to the release of carbon dioxide, thereby lowering the body temperature and keeping you calm.
Some people may laugh at me: You silly boy, aren’t you afraid of killing sperm by drinking Coke? Aren’t you afraid of sterilization? In fact, drinking Coke to kill sperm is pure nonsense. Coke can indeed kill sperm, but that’s in the United States, and many people don’t like it.
A woman who uses a condom, after having sex, picks up a bottle of Coke, shakes it a few times, then unscrews the cap, puts the mouth of the bottle in, and fills her body with the spray of Coke. When Coke meets a man's vagina
When they tadpole, the tadpoles will sadly die due to the excessive sugar concentration. This is the real principle of cola’s spermicide. Just drink it, it’s okay. Because some American women do this, the American forensic doctor even once
Coke was found flowing out of the female corpse's private parts, and it was determined that she was killed after having sex with an acquaintance, because if it was a stranger who raped and killed her, there would be no chance for her to use coke to kill the sperm.
However, I don’t know which talented Chinese people have experienced the “exotic customs” and seen this special contraceptive method in the United States, and then spread it to China. After spreading rumors, it became the saying that drinking Coca-Cola kills sperm.
In fact, when ghosts and gods talk about it, why don’t they spread like this? Just imagine: a group of people sit together and brag, each telling some weird and weird things. Of course, the weirder the story is, the more attractive it is, so everyone wants to
To show off, they all held back their strength and told the stories astonishingly. After those people who were fooled were shocked and convinced, they spread these stories, and then they were added to the stories and made nonsense. In the end, it became
A story with no boundaries.
However, if many years later, I tell stories about encounters with moving dead people, inhaling Yang Qi, soul-controlling bellybands, soul-calling spells, etc., which are unbelievable and ultimately proved to be extremely nonsense, I don’t know what others will think.
Expression. Contempt or admiration? I dare not say this. However, I believe that all unreasonable phenomena will eventually have a reasonable explanation. Maybe when I find the answer, that is when I can save Xiao Luqi.
When I arrived at my destination, I put away my wandering thoughts and paid. The driver wanted to give me a few coins in change, but I didn’t ask for it. The jingle of this thing on my body was definitely not the rhythm of a crime. Whatever you want to do, you have to guarantee it.
Fully and properly prepared, right? - Just like a cat, people rely on the pads on their feet to catch mice silently. Some people have mice infested homes, and they still have to pretend to be...
There is a bell tied around the cat's neck, and the mice dance when they hear the bell. The cat is exhausted but gets nothing. This man blames the cat for not being able to catch the mouse. Didn't you see the cat rolling his eyes at you?
The hospital gate was not far away. I put on my mask and hat again, pretended to cough, and walked into the hospital gate.
The doorman who I had stuffed a pack of cigarettes into stopped me and said, "Sir, where are you going?"
I was afraid that he would recognize my voice, so I coughed a few times, pretending to be hoarse, and said: "I am hospitalized here. I have to go back to the house today to do something. I just came back after finishing it." As I spoke, I took out a cigarette and handed it to him.
The doorman took the cigarette and nodded: "Sorry, please go in."
I kept it in mind. Generally speaking, people like security guards and cleaning staff are most familiar with what happens in the place where they are on duty. Hearing his strange tone, I asked: "Why, I don't usually ask, what happened today?"
It’s very strict, what happened?”
The guard nodded again: "Forget it, the police came this afternoon. A body disappeared inexplicably. Do you think this is scary?"
Damn! Of course it’s scary, especially to me!
Could it be that my stealing of Xiao Luqi was really exposed?
I hurriedly took out my lighter and lit the cigarette for the doorman. I took this time to take a few deep breaths, stabilize my mind, and pretended to be calm: "It's a bit scary. But...how could he disappear inexplicably? I don't believe this kind of thing."
Someone probably stole it, right? These days, the dead are more valuable than the living. Even the corpses were stolen."
The guard took a deep breath from his cigarette and said, "No! I heard that the parts of dead people are now very expensive. If there are no family members to claim the prisoners who were shot on the execution ground, many of them are sold while they are still fresh."
"Well, I've heard that. But corpses are hard to find. I guess medical students must use them in class, but who is willing to hand over the remains of their relatives to others to cut with knives! By the way, those who steal corpses
Have you found the person?" I asked casually, ready to find a reason to run away at any time.
"No, I don't know how it was shipped out!" The guard shook his head.
"Isn't there a camera recording?" I asked slowly.
"There are dead people in the morgue, so what kind of cameras are there? I checked the cameras in the hall and the yard, and I didn't find anyone walking out with bags or big bags. Do you think it's evil? We were scared to death when we heard about it.
Could it really be a fake corpse?" The guard finished his cigarette in a few puffs and threw the cigarette butt outside the door.
I immediately took out another one and handed it over, saying, "This is not going to be a good thing. The family members of the deceased will definitely make a fuss."
The guard thought for a while and said: "It's strange, indeed no family members have come to make trouble. He is probably an outsider."
I had a rough idea in my mind, and while saying goodbye to the doorman, I put the cigarette case that I had only smoked three cigarettes into the doorman's hand, and said: "I just bought it, smoked one, and got addicted. But my lungs have been really bad lately.
Okay, I don’t dare smoke anymore. I’ll give it to you. It’s hard enough working the night shift, so take it.”
The doorman took it in his hand without any further concessions. I quickly walked into the hospital lobby.