"Working for me, of course, is a little dangerous. But as long as you're lucky enough to survive, you can get whatever you want. You can even become the next king of the United Kingdom. The man said, "Think about it, who would offer you such good terms?"

"Who are you?" asked Ashu.

"Yes, it's the information age—ah, young lady, can you give me another glass of whiskey? Information and knowledge, these are two major trends, which have never gone out of style. ”

"I'm asking, who the hell are you?"

"Let's see, oh, since it's my lucky day—why don't you call me Drinkward? It's a bit long, but it's easy to remember, isn't it?"

"What's your real name?"

"If you work for me long enough and do a good job," said the man in the light suit, "I'll probably tell you." Now, I'm offering you a job, think about it. No one expects you to agree right away, because you haven't figured out what's going on, and you don't even know if it's a piranha-populated pond or a bear's den. Think about it slowly. He closed his eyes and lay back in his seat.

"I think it's better to forget it. "I don't like you, I don't want to work for you." ”

"I just said," the man said, with his eyes closed, "don't rush to decide. Think about it. ”

The plane jerked and landed. Some passengers got off the plane. Ah Xiu looked out the window, it was a small airport that I don't know what place it was. Before arriving in Braunau, there are two small airports on the way. Ah Xiu turned his gaze to the man in the light-colored suit beside him—was it Mr. Drinkward?, who seemed to be asleep.

As if something was pushing him, Ah Xiu suddenly stood on tiptoe, grabbed his bag, and stepped down the gangway to the smooth, wet tarmac outside. He walked towards the lights in the airport waiting hall, and a light rain hit him in the face.

Just as he was about to walk into the airport terminal, he stopped and glanced back. No one else got off the plane. The ground crew was putting away the gangway, closing the hatch, and the plane was taking off. Ah Xiu walked into the airport lobby, rented a car, and when he came to the parking lot to look for a car, he found that it was a small red Toyota.

Ah Xiu opened the map given to him by the car rental company and spread it out on the assistant's seat. The town of Braunau is another 250 miles away.

The storm has passed, or maybe it didn't cover that far at all. The weather here was clear and cold, and the clouds were drifting quickly under the moon, and for a moment, Ah Xiu couldn't tell whether it was the clouds or the moon that were moving.

He drove north and walked for about an hour and a half.

It's late. He began to feel hungry. Realizing how hungry he was, he turned out at the next exit of the road and drove into town. He filled up gas at the gas station and asked the woman with a bored look on her face behind the cash register where to find food.

"Jack's Crocodile Bar, just west of the town road. She told him.

"Crocodile Bar?"

"That's right. Jack says crocodiles add color to a bar. She pulled out a fuchsia flyer — an advertisement for donations to sell roast chicken for a little girl in need of a kidney replacement — and drew a map of how he got there on the back. "He's got a couple of crocodiles, a snake, and a lizard or something. ”

"Is it an iguana?"

"That's right, that's it. ”

Crossing the town, crossing the bridge, and driving a few more miles, he stopped in front of a low rectangular building with a striking bar sign.

Half of the parking lot is empty.

He walked into the bar, the air smelled of tobacco and the jukebox was playing the song "Midnight Walk." Ah Xiu looked around to see where the crocodile was, but he couldn't find it. He didn't know if the woman at the gas station was lying to him.

"Want something?" asked the bartender.

"Home brewed beer, all-in-one hamburgers, and french fries. ”

"Why don't you start with a bowl of spicy minced Mexican beef? ”

"Sounds good. Ah Xiu said, "Where's the bathroom?"

The bartender points to a door in the corner of the bar. A specimen of a crocodile's head hangs on the door. Ashu went out through that door.

The washroom was clean. Ah Xiu habitually looked around, and for no reason he thought of Loki, "Remember, Ah Xiu, you can't fight back when you pee." Loki said this to him.

Loki's words always came to his mind, and he picked the urinal on the left, unbuttoned his pants and started peeing, feeling a sense of relief. He looked at the yellow newspaper clippings hanging at eye level above the urinal, showing a picture of Jack himself and two crocodiles.

There was a polite grunt from the direction of the urinal on the right, but he didn't hear anyone else enter.

The man in a light-colored suit stood next to him, feeling taller than he had been on the plane. Ah Xiu himself is a big guy, and he is almost as tall as Ah Xiu. He looked ahead, urinated and then shook and zipped up.

Then he smirked like a fox that had stolen a delicacy from a thorny iron net. "Hey," he greeted happily, "it's been so long, you should think about it, Ashu." Do you want to work?"

London. 11:26 p.m

It is a dark red room with walls that resemble the color of liver. A tall woman, dressed in rather cartoonish tight silk shorts, her breasts squeezed high by yellow corset. Her black hair was tied up and she had a ponytail tied on top of her head. Next to her stood a short man in an olive green T-shirt and expensive designer jeans. He holds a wallet in his right hand and a Nokia phone with a red, white and blue panel.

This red room has a bed covered with white satin sheets and a crimson quilt. In the corner of the bed there was a small wooden table with a stone statue of a small woman with a big butt on it, and a candlestick.

The woman handed the man a small red candle. "And then," she commanded, "point it." ”

"Me?"

"Of course you," she said, "if you want me." ”

"I should have asked for you in the car. ”

"Maybe. She ** said, "Don't you want me?" Her hands roamed over herself, caressing from her thighs to her breasts, in a seductive pose, as if she were showing someone a new product.

The lampshade in the corner of the room was covered with a red silk lampshade, and the light was also red.

The man stared at her with hungry eyes, then took the candle from her hand and inserted it into the candlestick. "Do you have a fire?"

She handed him a box of cardboard matches. He tore off one and lit the wick. The flame flickered for a moment, then burned smoothly. The candlelight shone on the faceless statue next to it, and its chest and hips seemed to move in the flickering candlelight.

"Put the money under the statue. ”

"50 pieces. ”

"That's right. She said, "Now, come and be happy with me." ”

He unbuttoned his blue jeans and took off his olive-green T-shirt. She stood behind him and gently massaged his fair-skinned shoulders with her brown fingers, then turned his body around and made him intimate with her own hands, fingers, and tongue.

He felt that the light in the red room seemed to dim, and the candle seemed to be the only source of light. The flame of the candle was blazing.

"What's your name?"

"Beach. She raised her head and told him, "Strange 'strange'." ”

"What?"

"Nothing. ”

His breathing began to become heavy, "Let me **** with you, I want to ****** with you." ”

"Okay, dear. "We can do that." But while you do, can you do something extra for me?"

"Hey!" he suddenly lost his temper, "You know, I paid you." ”

She straddled him, her movements soft and smooth, while whispering, "I know, baby." I know you paid me. I mean, I'm so lucky to be intimate with you, and I should have paid you......"

He pursed his lips, wanting to show that this set of women's tricks could not deceive him, and he was not so easy to deceive. She's just a stumbling woman, and he's a filmmaker who knows all about the tricks of these women. But her request was unexpected, not money. She said to him, "Honey, will you worship me when you make out with me?"

"What will I do?"

She shook back and forth on top of him, "Will you call me a goddess? Will you pray to me? Will you bow to me with your body?"

He smiled. That's what she wants? At the end of the day, everyone has quirks. "Absolutely. He agreed. She placed her hand between her legs, suggesting that she was ready for the eerie ritual.

"Awesome, isn't it, goddess?" he gasped.

"Worship me, baby. The woman named Beeches demanded.

"Okay. He said, "I adore your body, your hair, and your phase, and I adore your thighs, your eyes, and your cherry-red lips......"

"Good......" she murmured, swaying over him.

"I worship your body, from which the milk of life flows. Thy kisses are as sweet as honey, thy touch is as scorching as a flame, and I adore thee. As their bodies collided, his tone became rhythmic, "Please bring me your exuberant desires in the morning, and your comfort and blessings to me in the evening." Let me walk fearlessly in the dark, let me come back to you again, sleep with you and be with you. I worship you with all my body and mind, I worship you with all my mind, and I will worship you wherever I go, in my dreams......" He stopped suddenly, panting, "What have you done? It's amazing......" He looked down to look at his body, to see where the two people touched. But she gently propped up his chin with her thumb and pushed his head back. His gaze could only return to her face and the roof above.

"Go on, my dear. She said, "Don't stop." Doesn't it feel great?"

"I've never felt this great. "Thy eyes are as bright as stars and twinkle in the night sky," he confessed from the bottom of his heart, and thy lips were like gentle waves kissing the sands; He felt that he knew her better and better, and felt as if he was charged, and he wanted to die like a fairy and go straight into the clouds.

"Please give me your gift," he murmured, not knowing what he was talking about, "your true, only gift that I will ...... forever I'm looking for ...... I ......"

Immediately after that, he reached the limit of time, and his brain suddenly went blank, whether it was his mind, consciousness, or body, it became a blank. He only tried to get deeper into her......

His eyes were closed, his body spasmed, and he wowed on this moment of bliss. Suddenly, he felt as if his surroundings were tilting up, as if he had been hung upside down by someone. However, the feeling of euphoria continues.

He opened his eyes, and his mind was running again. It was as if he was re-experiencing the feeling of being born. It's amazing, without the slightest fear. His mind was clear, but he didn't know what he was seeing was real.

What he saw: his body was sucked in by her, up to his chest. His eyes widened in disbelief and he looked at it in amazement. At the same time, she put her hands on his shoulders and shoved him in.

Little by little, he was sucked into her.

"How did you do that?" he asked, or rather he thought he was asking, but the question might just be in his head.

"You did it yourself, my dear. She whispered. He felt her body clung around his chest, shrinking and enveloping him--- devouring him like a python. If anyone saw the two of them now, I don't know what they would think. He wondered why he wasn't scared yet. That's when he understood.

"I worship you with my body. He whispered, and she pushed him harder into herself. Her body smoothly swallowed his head completely, and he closed his eyes, immersed in darkness.

She spread out her limbs and lay on the bed like a big cat. Then, she yawned. "Yes, you did. She said contentedly.

The ringtone of the Nokia phone suddenly rang in a high-pitched voice. She picked up her phone, pressed the answer button, and put it to her ear.

Her abdomen was flattened, as if nothing had happened, only fine beads of sweat glistening on her forehead and upper lip.

"Hey, who's who?" she said into her phone, "No, honey, he's not here, he's gone." ”

She turned off the phone, lay back on the large bed in the dark red room, spread her limbs comfortably, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

They took her to the cemetery

Ride in a large cadillac

They took her to the cemetery

But he didn't bring her back again

- From an old song

"With all due respect, I ordered the food and had it delivered to your seat. While washing his hands in the restroom at the Gator Bar, Mr. Drinkward said, "After all, we both have a lot to talk about." ”

"I don't think so. The shadow said. He dried his hands with a paper towel and threw it into the trash.

"You need a job," Drynward said, "and people don't hire people with a criminal record." People like you make people feel uncomfortable. ”

"I have a job waiting for me, a good job. ”

"At the Muscle Gym?"

"Pretty much. The shadow said.

"You're not going to get that job. Robbie is dead. Without him, the muscular gym would not exist. ”

"You're a liar. ”

"Of course, and a good liar, the best you'll ever see. I'm afraid I'm not lying to you this time, though. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a folded newspaper, and handed it to Shadow. In the seventh edition. Go back to the bar first, you can sit down and read the newspaper. ”

Shadow pushes the door open and walks back to the bar. The room was filled with smoke and the air turned blue. Shadow couldn't help but laugh because he heard a very old nursery rhyme.