The wider the high-rise buildings in Chicago, a city of architecture, are, the deeper the alleys between them are. The alleys here are no different from the alleys in other cities and countries, and cannot be compared to the "wide and narrow alleys"
And "Sanqianliu Hutong", if you stand outside the alley and look inside, you can only see iron fences and garbage cans piled up against the gray brick walls.
It's just that the trash bins of capitalism are larger than other places, and the materials inside are better, which can effectively attract many homeless people to build nests in cardboard boxes nearby, and even develop a territory circle exclusively for beggars.
, there is a sense of occupying the mountain to guard the resource refresh points in the game, which has led to the chaos and seriousness of the alley ecology. Recently, there has been a phenomenon of beggars forming gangs. I don’t know when a capitalist roader will be formed.
Capitalist beggars are coming.
This is also the reason why Chicago citizens never like to walk in alleys. The women who often appear in movies walking alone in alleys are actually almost never going to happen. As long as adult women are not drunk, 90% of them will not.
Men take risks in the same way - so this made what happened next much smoother.
The boy with the dreadlocks was pulled by his collar and hung on the wall. His legs were off the ground, and his courage was shut down. Although the accusation that black people bully others and fear others is a bit too one-sided, if black people in gangs are bullies and fear others, then
There was no problem, so when Lin Nian picked him up with one hand, he immediately became honest.
It's not okay to be dishonest. The CZ82 pistol he bought at the gang's "friendly price" stuck in his waist is now being held by the other party. He was disarmed and subdued within half a second of meeting each other. This skillful technique made his heart skip a beat.
Next, I felt that I might really have encountered a plainclothes person.
But when the hell did the LAPD recruit a male model from Pitti Uomo? Isn’t the chief of the LAPD a middle-aged white man with a greasy gas barrel? Oh, actually, it doesn’t seem to be a problem if you think about it...
The next thing is easy to explain. He is very familiar with it. When facing plainclothes police, he can say anything as long as he is not asked to admit guilt (law enforcement recorder). He just needs to honestly confess what the other party wants to know. At most, he will be reassured by his colleagues.
The title of "Snitch" is provided, of course, only if he actually tells the truth that is detrimental to the gang behind him.
When Lin Nian came out of the deep alley, everything had been discussed. In fact, the process was one-sided. He asked and the other party answered.
He only had one question, which was the origin of the tooth necklace. The guy with the dreadlocks admitted it and directly answered that it came from a dull Asian boy. He also added that the boy was very attractive.
I like it, but I'm still enough that I suspect that his good face that deceives women is a result of one-third of his IQ.
When Lin Nian heard the word "Asian", he probably knew that he had found the right person. After asking the guy with the dirty pigtails in detail where he found the kid, he threw him head down into the trash can. When he left, he handed the CZ82 to him.
Unloaded and thrown into a ditch full of mud.
The spot where the kid with the dreadlocks revealed that the plundering incident occurred is not far from here, but the location is bad enough, because the place has left the shores of Lake Michigan and gone deep into the city, and is still close to a place called 'Nolaw'
Within the gang's sphere of influence, although nothing particularly serious would happen during the day, if a dull guy walked into a place like that, he would be lucky enough to bump into a ghost.
After finding the location of the block on the map of his mobile phone navigation, Lin Nian took a taxi without hesitation. There were too many people monitoring pedestrians everywhere in the block, making it difficult to move too quickly.
It cost Lin Nian thirteen dollars to take the bus to his destination. After getting off the bus, he opened his phone and checked the map, and then seemed a little confused. This place was at least twenty kilometers away from the Chicago train station. How did he get lost and end up here?
Came from the side.
But now that I think about it, it’s understandable that I turned off my cell phone. Even if it’s something hanging around my neck, I can lose it if it’s not touched easily. But it’s a pity that it was when I was searching the black guy in the alley.
I didn't find many mobile phones. When asked, the other person only said that he had taken the necklace and tried to touch the phone but couldn't find it... Maybe this is not the first round of being robbed.
There are obviously fewer high-rise buildings in the neighborhood near where Lin Nian got off the bus. This should be regarded as a residential area in Chicago. There are many more five- to six-story buildings. Supermarkets and shops can be seen everywhere. Without the beach and Lake Michigan, the environment will immediately disappear.
It has become relatively normal.
Lin Nian swept the streets around him, passing the city's light rail facilities above his head. The trains rumbled as they passed by, and red rust fell from the alternating light source under the tracks... The disrepair of public facilities was not the only reason.
Chicago is a major feature of the entire American city. This can be seen by looking at the Chicago subway. When a hungry homeless man walks around the subway, he will always find something like a half-eaten and discarded lunch box on the ground.
"Painting wall." Lin Nian walked around the block for a while and found a graffiti wall that the guy with the dirty braids mentioned. A long wall was covered with paintings by street artists, abstract face paintings composed of conflicting colors of yellow, blue, red and purple.
, there is also graffiti with gang graphics on the corner declaring ownership of this neighborhood.
Lin Nian stood in front of the graffiti wall and looked around, then walked to the end of the wall. There was a row of barbed wire fences, and behind it was a wild basketball court. Inside, a group of 18 or 9-year-old black boys in adolescence were playing basketball.
There were a few black girls on the seats who lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones. They were probably the girlfriends of the boys playing ball.
Lin Nian pushed open the barbed wire door and walked in. He walked directly onto the court. When he got close to the basket, the group of black boys spotted him. He was holding the ball and was about 1.83 meters tall. His hair was shaved with lightning bolts.
The black man with the mark stopped dribbling at that time. He held the ball in one hand and looked up at Lin Nian and shouted, "The court is full. No outsiders are allowed to join."
"I'm not here to play ball. I just want to ask a question."
Lin Nian walked directly into the court. The boys who were still fighting also stopped and stood aside to make way for their positions. The man with the inch hair who was leading also threw the ball with both hands and walked over, "Hey, you are
Are you here to cause trouble?"
"It depends on the situation." When Lin Nian saw him approaching, he stopped walking forward and waited until the other party came to him.
The man stood in front of Lin Nian and was about to engage in some traditional face-to-face intimidation and ridicule, but the moment he looked at Lin Nian, his heart rate suddenly slowed down a little - don't get me wrong, it wasn't love at first sight for eating this Asian.
Regarding the boy's appearance, although he admitted that he did look a lot better than his parents, black brothers are one of the most homophobic races.
Just when he met the boy's eyes, he seemed to be stung by the flash of sunlight refraction in his eyes, and his chest felt tight, as if he was out of breath when someone hit him with an elbow during a confrontation.
Come on, I feel very tired, I have no temper at all, I just want to put things to rest quickly.
"What do you want?" the man asked with a frown.
"A person, about 1.68 meters tall, wearing a black shirt, white striped T-shirt, casual pants and sneakers. He looks very impressive. As for how impressive he is, everyone who has seen him will probably understand what I mean.
...Have you seen him?" Lin Nian spoke concisely.
"Who is he to you?" The man suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"Have you seen him before?" Lin Nian nodded slightly at his reaction. It seemed that he was lucky.
The reason why he was able to find him here is very simple. People who play basketball usually play for hours at a time. At the same time, people on this kind of wild court always have a habit, that is, if they throw a good ball, they will turn their heads and look away from the court.
He always hopes that people passing by can see him acting cool and possibly catch a glimpse of the person he is looking for.
"I've seen it before." The man nodded directly, "I even came in to play with two balls."
"He entered the basketball court to play?" Lin Nian felt that his confusion must have appeared on his face, but after a moment he frowned and asked, "Did you let him enter the court?"
The man glanced at Lin Nian and said, "Not everyone has a face full of trouble like you. That guy looked... very interesting, so I let him play a few games."
"How was he playing?" Lin Nian asked this question by some strange coincidence.
It doesn't mean anything else, I'm just curious about the basketball skills of the older brother of a school girl I've never met. If the younger sister has blood and can join Kassel Academy, then there's no reason why the older brother should be a mediocre person, unless he's his half-father.
Reorganized half-mother family.
"He doesn't know how to play basketball at all, but his physical fitness is good. He can hit the opponent accurately when he hits the opponent, but his height is a flaw and he can't shoot accurately. After playing for a few times, he said that he suddenly remembered that he had something else to do. What should he look for?
The person left."
"Which way are you going?" Lin Nian touched his forehead and felt that the boy he was looking for really had... personality.
"At the entrance of the South Subway Station, before he left, he said he had lost his wallet and asked me to borrow $100."
"You took his word for it?"
The black brother shrugged and said, "Of course I believe it, because I picked up 1,000."
Lin Nian looked up and down at this black brother wearing Kobe Bryant's jersey.
Have a conscience, but not much.
Without thinking about helping others recover the remaining 900, Lin Nian waved his hand and was about to leave. The black brother suddenly looked at Lin Nian's back and said, "You know him, do you want to try throwing him away?"
Do you want the money back?"
"Will you give it to me?" Lin Nian stopped and asked sideways.
"Yes, but it depends on your skills." The black brother waved to his teammates to throw the basketball over, dribbling with his left hand and spreading his right hand toward the back half of the court, "Fightball, 100 pieces, do you want to play?"
"I'm in a hurry." Lin Nian said.
As soon as these words were spoken, the young men watching on the side of the court began to boo. The black brother also grabbed the ball and spread his hands with a helpless expression, "Are you in a hurry to go to yoga class? (The meme comes from Fightball.
Famous quote: If you don’t like this sport, you might as well take a yoga class)”
"I mean, I'm in a hurry. 100 pills is too slow. 1,000 pills will determine the outcome." Lin Nian raised his left hand to cover the direction of the sun.
The boos on the sidelines instantly turned into boos, probably because Lin Nian said this sentence so smoothly. From his expression to his posture, there was no feeling of reluctance or face-saving. It was as if he had planned to say this.
Similarly, in the eyes of young and energetic black boys who pursue effects and stimulation, they can only describe it as "pretending to be in place".
This time it was the black brother's turn to be stunned, but he quickly reacted and patted the ball and whistled. A black girl wearing hot pants over the seat put down her phone and grabbed a shirt. The black brother came over from
He found a roll of dollar bills in his shirt pocket and threw it on the sidelines, and the booing became even louder.
Lin Nian didn't care. He pulled a necklace out from under his black T-shirt. He didn't know what brand it was. He only knew that Su Xiaoqiang had forced it on him and said it was to go with this dress. But unfortunately, it was
He doesn't like wearing things very much, so he keeps them tucked into his T-shirt.
"CC's necklace?" But the girlfriend next to the black brother recognized it and was a little surprised, even shocked, "You bet on this? It's worth more than 1,000."
She couldn't recognize which CC necklace it was for a moment, but judging from the cutting process and the amount of diamonds, it couldn't be cheap. It couldn't be from the high-end jewelry series...
Of course, the things Su Xiaoqiang gave Lin Nian couldn't be cheap, and Lin Nian knew this. As for whether Su Xiaoqiang would be angry because he took the necklace as a bet... of course not.
If Su Xiaoqiang were present, he would probably take off his own necklace and throw it on the ground to add money. This is a dream show for the little goddess who lives in the mine. She can't wait to follow Lin Nian.
Jumping around, waving flags and making noise.
"The official starting price of a ball in Fightball is ten thousand, so it's better to play with bigger balls." Lin Nian tilted his head.
"Hey, wait, are you really that big of a deal?" The black brother was a little surprised, "I won't bet on you."
"You can just bet 1,000. In fact, it's just 100 to you, right? After all, 900 belongs to others." Lin Nian said, "It's unfair anyway. If it were truly fair, it would mean I was bullying others.
.”
"Have you really played official Fightball?" Brother Black was a little unsure now. He looked at the boy in front of him up and down. He was about 1.8 meters tall (boys are still growing until they are 20 years old), although they are shorter than themselves.
He's a little thinner, but looking at the muscle lines under that T-shirt, he's much sharper than himself.
"I've never played before, but I have this idea, but I never have time." Lin Nian walked to the halfway point and stood in front of the black brothers.
What he told was half the truth. The main reason why he didn't play was because he was afraid of hurting others.
Fightball is a basketball confrontation similar to semi-free rules. It often appears in underground courts, left-right confrontations on the 13-meter court, various aerial grapples, and brutal impacts are rarely called fouls. It is a wild basketball that completely plays with physical fitness and physical fitness.
Compared with it, streetball seems much more disciplined, and some retired stars may suffer a loss when they play it for the first time.
Lin Nian was originally interested in basketball. Unfortunately, after going to Kassel College, almost no one played the hard-hitting game of basketball. More people like to team up and go to the "El Capitan" holy land to challenge unprotected bare hands.
Rock climbing, or go downhill in an uninhabited snow mountain or something.
"A ball, toss a coin to determine offense and defense." Lin Nian touched a coin and flicked it over, "Remember to return it to me."
"It's just a coin." The black brother rolled his eyes at him.
"A coin of great significance." Lin Nian did not explain much.
The surrounding audience sat and waited with bated breath, watching the black brother flick the coin with his thumb and fly high into the sky. Lin Nian also looked up with everyone's gaze. The coin flew high, and the sun shone from behind the basket.
It was very eye-catching. For others, it was a momentary thing, but for Lin Nian, it made him think about many things.
If it was normal, he would have left the stadium long ago, but for some reason, maybe out of interest or some other reason, he still stood here and participated in this game... Maybe he really listened to what the principal said in the church.
, the so-called "seven-day vacation" started from the moment I left the church... and I really relaxed?
A group of young boys and girls, some white and some black, came running outside the barbed wire fence. They seemed to be from the neighborhood. It seemed that the girl at the table had something good to say and couldn't help but quickly spread the word on Twitter or Facebook.
, which attracted a group of people nearby to watch.
The coin fell and covered the back of the black man's hand. Only then did Lin Nian slowly lower his head and look away.
"Pros and cons?" the black man asked.
"front."
Open the coin and it turns out to be heads.
"What good luck." The other person muttered.
That's not wrong, because Lin Nian forgot to look at the trajectory of the coin and he did guess the heads, so his luck may be really good today.
Lin Nian grabbed the coin that bounced over, and the basketball came into his hand. He subconsciously started dribbling. The surrounding people looked at him with excitement, and the crowd was in full swing.
The unlucky kid who lost his cell phone, wallet, and necklace probably won’t be far away, right? Although Chicago is not peaceful, it’s still daytime at least. The worst outcome may be that he will be stripped of his clothes, pants, and shoes, but his underwear will be left open and destroyed by the patrolling police.
Is the city's appearance going to be detained?
That's not bad, and it saves him having to follow the subway line to find someone.
The ball was swatted, then bounced up, and suddenly it stuck to the palm of his hand as if it was sticky. Lin Nian bent slightly and straightened his right hand to grab the ball, looking at the black brothers in front of him who were clapping and shouting to fire at me.