At first, the weather forecast program said that the heavy rain would only last for one day, but it turned out that it lasted for seven days in a row, and the summer weather in Dongzhou became clear again.
In the early morning, Fulong Village began to become lively. The popularity that had been depressed by the heavy rains in the past week had recovered. People and cars were passing through the still wet streets in the village.
Lei Yue was hobbling along the village road, dragging two broken legs that felt like they were rotting.
He felt that his eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets, his mouth was crooked, there were large ulcers of flesh and blood on his neck, and his hands were twisted due to nerve rupture, making him look like a walking corpse.
Cotard's Syndrome, the "disease of the living dead". Without taking medicine for a week, he has entered what doctors call a state of illness, and his condition is getting worse every day.
But what does it matter? It's just rotten and moldy all over.
The day after Lei Yue's grandmother passed away, he sent her body to the funeral parlor for cremation, and then placed her ashes in Qinglingshan Cemetery on the outskirts of the city, where his parents' memorial tablets were also located.
On the seventh day of his grandmother's first day, Lei Yue set up incense, candles, wine and food at home for a wake. He really hoped that his grandmother would show up and he could talk to her, but she didn't.
Lei Yue has barely chatted with anyone this week. Every day he goes to bed, gets up, goes out, is busy with his grandmother's funeral, comes home, and goes to sleep. It seems like the whole world is like this.
It seems that his life is hopeless, let alone a breakthrough in destiny, it is just a worthless and eye-catching piece of garbage.
However, there is a heavy secret hidden in his arms.
Since this week, wherever Lei Yue went, he secretly carried the pistol with a huge caliber but not too heavy.
In order to hide the outline of the pistol, he had to wear more clothes than others in this summer, and he appeared to have big chest muscles.
On the one hand, he became more familiar with this gun, because he practiced drawing and raising the gun every day. At first, his arms were sore and weak, but now he is becoming more and more stable and his movements are becoming more and more proficient.
On the other hand, he made no new discoveries in his research on guns. He had many questions but no answers.
I want to ask that friend for advice. After that night, the crow never appeared again.
"Where did it go?" Lei Yue looked up at the sky from time to time as he walked, looking for traces of the black bird. "Friend, you have been arrested, right? Don't tell me..."
He heard from the villagers that the garbage dump was blocked, but the bizarre murder case was not exposed. The villagers were told that the reason for the blockade was environmental rectification.
This matter is indeed not simple. The police are hiding something.
The police still haven't come to the door. He probably wasn't caught on camera that night and is still in hiding for the time being.
"If the police officers catch me and want to throw me into jail, then I can only act crazy and let them send me to a mental hospital. I am familiar with that place."
Lei Yue mocked himself and came up with this idea again to offset a little uneasiness in his heart.
At the same time, he was passing a large banyan tree that was hundreds of years old. A white car was driving in front of him. The road was very narrow and the car was going very fast, so he stepped aside and watched the car pass by.
"Who is driving so fast on the village road?" He couldn't help but muttered.
When I was a kid, there were not so many cars on the road, but now, no matter where in the village, the roadside has become a parking space, and the vehicles are so crowded that no one is allowed to pass.
The previous customs and customs of the village have been under the impact of urbanization, and not much of the good and bad remains.
When Lei Yue continued walking and came to the Fulong Market at the junction of the village and the city, the hustle and bustle of this area hit him even more.
Fu Rong Market has some small supermarkets, shops and restaurants, providing daily services to the village and many nearby high-rise residential areas.
Internet cafes, game arcades, KTV and other entertainment venues also attract many streetwalkers to visit. I heard that an underground bar has recently opened here and is very popular.
In the market, people in all kinds of clothes are always crowded and walking in a hurry.
"Sugar cane water, homemade fresh sugar cane water!" shouted a vendor at a stall here, and the uncle selling roasted sweet potatoes over there also yelled: "Three pieces of roasted sweet potatoes each!"
Small stalls with bright red and yellow signs like "Cold Salad", "Fried Rice Noodles" and "Chun Chuan Xiang" were set up all the way.
Some were just pushcarts, and some were set up with awnings. The vendors were selling various breakfasts, food and gadgets, and customers were looking around to buy and eat. Amidst the smoke, there was a huge flow of people.
Lei Yue was walking among them and was almost hit or pushed away several times.
There were more people here than usual... He was a little alert. Although the market was always crowded, it was much more lively and crowded now.
There are strange faces everywhere, which is not surprising, but...
A group of strong men and women passed by in the distance over there. Those people walked very upright, and there was a seriousness in their steps and expressions.
"It's the police." Lei Yue's brows jumped. That was exactly the feeling the police gave him when he dealt with the police in the past.
He continued walking in silence, pretending that nothing happened.
But I immediately noticed a group of men and women in suits and ties on the other side. They were walking and taking pictures of the market with their mobile phones. They looked like business people doing inspection and research, so they seemed out of place with their surroundings.
He wanted to change direction, but as soon as he turned around, he was almost hit by a group of people walking towards him.
The hair color of these people, as well as the more or less tattoos on their skin, are as colorful as street graffiti. You can tell that they are gangsters at a glance.
"Ouch?" "Fuck." They looked at his rotten face a few more times, a little surprised, but they didn't stop and just walked past.
Lei Yue breathed out quietly, but couldn't let go of his tense heartstrings. He felt like he was being ambushed from all sides, and at any time some group of people would rush up and restrain him...
Are these people just ordinary passers-by, or are they all kinds of people who come here for the shotgun murder case?
He couldn't be sure, but one thing was predictable:
"With this bad face, I can't turn around easily. If I walk around the village for a few times, I will continue to be noticed.
"Even if I am not the subject of police suspicion for the time being, it may be different if I take care of myself."
Lei Yue looked up at the sky again. The oil smoke from the market was rising and filling the sky, making the sky after the rain mixed with mist. Still, the shadow of the crow could not be seen.
"When it left here, did it want to take me away from the village and go somewhere else to avoid the limelight? Where to go? Is there somewhere in that direction..."
Lei Yue was thinking hard as he walked, and suddenly noticed the sound of fried rice noodles, and the smell of breakfast wafting in the air.
He hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so he walked towards this mobile stall with an old signboard of "Fat Lao Hor Fun" in yellow letters on a red background, and sat down on a red plastic stool next to an empty table.
He looked at a short, fat, middle-aged man who was sweating over the kitchen stove and said, "Boss, let's have a bowl of rice noodles.
The fat man turned around when he heard the sound. He was already familiar with the old villagers and was not too surprised by the rotten face. The fat man said "Okay" and continued working.
Some of the other diners cast glances furtively, but Lei Yue just pretended not to notice, staring at the noisy crowd, dazed for a while, and then picked up his phone to look.
There is not a single missed call, and there is not a single unread private message in the communication app...
Gradually, he clicked on the "Furong Village Villagers Group" with more than 40 new messages to see if there were any new developments in the village.
He was not the only villager who noticed that there were a lot of idle people in the village. Some people were asking questions and also sent a few photos taken at the head of the village. They were a group of burly men in black clothes walking around, looking like gangsters.
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"Who are these people and why are they wandering around our village?"
“It’s quite scary [laughing and crying]”
"@Furongcun Village Committee, please find someone to deal with these graffiti quickly. It is not good for children to see them."
"Could [the anger] be caused by those men in black?"
Someone posted another photo, which showed graffiti with indecent patterns sprayed on a spot on the stone guardrail on the bank of the river in the village.
Lei Yue watched silently, probably knowing what was going on. Fulong Village had become the center of a whirlpool...
After reading this information, he closed the villagers group and paused with his finger on the screen of his mobile phone for a while before he clicked hard and opened the circle of friends for the first time in many days.
Feeling empty in his heart, Lei Yue unexpectedly saw that his classmates were all posting the admission notices they had received, along with a couple of emotional messages.
He scrolled down the circle of friends, and suddenly, the message that he least wanted to see, but perhaps also wanted to see the most, was right in front of him.
This is the latest message sent by Yang Yinuo. She has been admitted to Dongzhou University: "Thanks for the past and looking forward to the future, hello Dongzhou University!" The accompanying picture is a few landscape photos of Dongzhou No. 1 Middle School and Dongzhou University.
"Dongguan University." Lei Yue twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, blessing her in his heart to get admitted to a prestigious school as he wished, but also feeling a bit unexplained about the youthful feeling. The Performing School of Dongda University was his first choice.
Youth and love have nothing to do with you... No one wants to see your face...
He looked at this circle of friends for a while, but in the end there were no likes or comments.
The same information he gave to other students was the same. Among his classmates, "Bad Face Lei Yue" had become a missing person recently, so they might feel more comfortable like this.
As for him, he doesn't want to appear in front of them for the time being, and he doesn't want to appear in the image of a drowned dog now.
"Pho." At this time, the fat man brought a bowl of hot rice noodles and slapped it on the table in front of him.
"Oh." Lei Yue took a pair of disposable chopsticks and opened them. He first took a sip of the soup base and then ate the vermicelli. His stomach felt warm and he became more energetic.
Looking forward to the future? Grandma is already busy with her funeral affairs, and she has quit all her previous part-time jobs as she has no time to take care of them this week.
As for the admission notice from which university, there is still no letter.
Now, he has no job and no education, and his total net worth is less than 2,000 yuan. The secret of the gun is unclear, and he may be taken away by the police at any time.
The head teacher, Mr. Wang, called him a few days ago and advised him, "You still have a long life, don't delay yourself, you have to re-enter college." If he repeats his studies, he can go back to school.
However, he is not very interested in this path, and it will cost money to repeat the study for one year. Two thousand yuan can't even pay for the repeat study fee...
"Road, my road..." Lei Yue was eating rice noodles, thinking, and continued to row while looking at his circle of friends. Suddenly, a message made him stop:
[Sister Hua: The film and television city is recruiting extras. Work with different crews. If you have any work, it starts at 50 yuan a day. Food is included. If you are interested, come to me.]
Something clicked in his mind. Sister Hua was a foreman he had met while doing doll work at Guomao Happy Park. At that time, he heard that Sister Hua also had business in the film and television city.
Dongzhou Film and Television City is very large, and it is said that hundreds of crews will be filming there for a long time.
However, so far, he has visited the film and television city, but he has never played a supporting role.
I had worked several odd jobs before but didn't find this kind of job. Firstly, I lacked connections. Secondly, the film and television city was far away from Dongzhou People's Hospital, which was not suitable for the situation at that time.
Now...playing a small role? Lei Yue thought, and couldn't help but look to the south. In front of him was the bustling flow of people, and Dongzhou Film and Television City was in that direction.
Suddenly, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning. He stood up suddenly, his eyes widening.
Direction, that is exactly the direction the crow flew that night!
"That friend is flying to the film and television city!" Lei Yue woke up with a start, his heart pounding, "It is leading the way. Is my road over there at the film and television city..."
Think about it, isn’t it right?
Whether it’s repeating studies and taking exams, dreaming of becoming an actor, or eating, what can you do that doesn’t cost money?
In fact, I have to find some work, otherwise I won't have money to eat. Even the living dead need to eat, and my stomach is not rotten yet.
If you go to a small part, you can act, make money, and take care of the food.
Moreover, the village is now full of unknown people. If you go to the film and television city to hang out, you can avoid it...
Thinking about it this way, the crow was not led in the wrong direction. Maybe the secret of the gun can only be solved there.
The more Lei thought about this, he felt like his heart was really going to jump out of his ulcerated chest, and he wished he could leave for the film and television city now.
It's just...even if it's a walk-on role, it may be difficult for me to get a chance, because if that bad face appears on camera, the scene will fail to pass the review every minute...
"No, no, this is the road led by the crow! It is a professional who leads the way. Ask Sister Hua first."
Lei Yue encouraged himself, took a deep breath, pressed the screen of his phone with trembling fingers, and sent a private message to Sister Hua:
[Hello Sister Hua, I’m Lei Yue. I’ve been with you at the Guomao Happy Park before. I just saw your information about recruiting extras in the film and television city. Can I do it? 】
Sent, sent successfully.
He sat down again, put down his phone, absentmindedly picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat the remaining rice noodles in the bowl. He looked at the flow of people around him from time to time, and looked at his phone from time to time, waiting for Sister Hua's reply.