86_86324Early the next morning, Uncle Wang knocked on the door and woke us up. The sunlight shining in from the window replaced the moonlight from last night, and it was a sunny day. Duan Ke couldn't get up, I didn't continue to call her, and walked out of the room expectantly waiting for Uncle Wang to explain what he said last night.

Uncle Wang probably got up early and was standing in front of the window tending to his plants.

"When are you going to go?" When Uncle Wang saw me coming out, he turned his head and asked me. Fortunately, I understand that people like Uncle Wang always speak straightforwardly, otherwise I would have taken this sentence as a signal to drive us away. I pulled over a chair and sat down, saying, "I'll talk about it when I wake up." ”

"Well," he said, tending to the plants on the windowsill with both hands, without looking at me, "there's still biscuits in the box, so you can get some if you're hungry." ”

I thanked him for his kindness and asked him straight to the point: "Uncle Wang, what do you mean by what you said last night, I still didn't think about it all night?" He froze his hand, glanced at me, and went on with the flowers, and said absentmindedly, "I mean, there are other people in this city." ”

"I've only seen them once, though." He walked over and sat down on the couch, "It's just downstairs down the street." “

"They? There are a lot of people? I asked.

"Not much, just two or three." He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.

It seems that there is no survivor alliance left, and what he sees may just be living people who are forced to survive and wander around like me.

"Then why do you say it's not safe here?" I asked again.

"Because those people are brutes." Uncle Wang said lightly.

I'm surprised why he said such a thing, is Uncle Wang scolding, or did he see an animal downstairs? Uncle Wang stopped selling guanzi, shook his head and sighed, and continued: "Almost three days ago, I was sitting here smoking a cigarette when I suddenly heard someone downstairs shouting for help. I hurried to the windowsill, and when I looked at the voice, I saw three boys dragging a woman downstairs. The woman had probably screamed for a long time, her voice was hoarse, and it took me a long time to hear that it was a woman's voice. “

I couldn't tell what their relationship was, but the woman's cousin was very reluctant, sitting on the ground and holding a lamp pole and reluctant to walk. I couldn't hear what the three boys were talking to the woman. The woman just shook her head vigorously and scolded them loudly. After a while, the three of them lost their patience, or they might have been scolded for their anger, and they pulled her hair and slapped her a few times.

After a beating, they began to drag again. The woman still held on to the street lamp and refused to move, and one of the boys, probably in anger, grabbed her head and hit the lamp pole. After a few hits, the woman knocked out. After resting for a while, they probably found that the woman was dead, cursed for a while, kicked the woman a few more times, and drove away. ”

"That's it, the bodies are still lying downstairs." Uncle Wang said. My mouth had unconsciously opened in an O-shape, and he was saying something I hadn't expected at all.

"They're about the same age as you, and you're bringing a girl with you, so you have to be more careful when you go out." Uncle Wang looked at me and said to me with a stern expression, "That's why I used a knife to hit your neck last night, don't think that all you can meet are good people." “

"Didn't you do anything at the time?" I asked. I was still immersed in the story just now, completely ignoring Uncle Wang's earnest teachings. I think that with what I know about Uncle Wang, he should at least shout a few times to stop it.

"I'm a security guard, not a police officer." Uncle Wang said, his face changed. He seemed to see what I was thinking, let go of his voice and continued to say to me: "In that case, if I really took care of it, I would either kill them or be killed by them. When I was fighting in Vietnam, I killed people, but that was when I had a gun, and I could kill people with my fingers. But now that I'm old, I can't do a lot of things, and I don't have the arrogance of your young people. ”

After speaking, Uncle Wang coughed violently a few times, as if he was testifying about his words.

"I'm a person who usually only does things that I am sure of." He added after coughing.

I didn't answer again. If I were young and vigorous, I might just hide in the corner and watch the occurrence of a qiē, and the social order in my mind has long since ceased to exist. I kind of regret asking such a stupid question.

However, judging by Uncle Wang's reaction, although he said so much to defend himself, he must still be very guilty that he didn't do anything at that time.

Uncle Wang smoked again, and Duan Ke opened the door and walked out. I poured a handful of mineral water into my hand, wiped my face, stood up and carried my bag, and was ready to leave.

"I'll go down with you." Uncle Wang said, pressing his thigh and standing up. After going downstairs, Duan Ke tinkered in the toilet for a few more minutes, and then Uncle Wang led us to a roller shutter door.

This is not where we came in yesterday, I wondered to myself. From inside the door came an extremely unpleasant smell, not much better than rancidity. Uncle Wang handed me the flashlight and asked me to help him light it. He took out the set of keys again, picked one in it, and after picking one, he crouched down and inserted it into the lock, and he lifted the shutter door open.

The smell got a little heavier, and the three of us immediately covered our mouths and noses. I said in my heart that we had come somewhere, and we were going to leave and make our noses sad.

"Where is this?" I asked him by covering my nose. I picked up the flashlight and shone it indiscriminately, and saw a lot of glass-enclosed containers in front of me, and the refraction of the flashlight's light showed that it was filled with water. I could smell the stench and immediately knew that this was a supermarket place that sold seafood.

"It's the supermarket. I'm going to go in and get something, open the door first, do you want to go in together?" Uncle Wang replied, and then asked for the flashlight in my hand back.

Duan Ke immediately grabbed the corner of my clothes in the dark. I understood what she meant, and replied, "The smell is too strong, so we won't go in." "The smell is really too strong, it should be a mixture of rotten vegetables and fruits and the smell of dead fish, and the supermarket is not as perfect as we imagined.

"Okay, then I'll send you out first." Uncle Wang nodded, and then walked behind us to lead the way.

As when we came, we followed his back back to the wooden door. He opened the door, and Duan Ke walked out first. Uncle Wang patted me on the shoulder and said, "Be careful on the road, you can come back to me if you need to." ”

"Don't use the keycard on my neck next time." I touched the wooden door and smiled at him, and walked out. Uncle Wang laughed, told us to be careful on the road, and closed the door.

It was still pitch black in the garage, so I turned on my flashlight and walked out from memory. Outside, we were greeted by a wonderful piece of sunshine, and the streets under the sun were no longer as eerie as they were last night, but a little more beautiful. This is also the favorite weather for flies, and not far away a swarm of flies flutters on a corpse under a street lamp, which looks very dazzling on relatively clean roads and makes annoying noises. I immediately thought of the story that Uncle Wang told, and this should be the victim he was talking about.

"It's miserable." As we passed by the corpse, I said to myself, expressing my sympathy for her tragic plight. She should have survived, and perhaps I would have met and known her, but it was because of the *drive of three men* that she was killed, and now she is lifeless*, lying in front of us with a stench. This is truly a degradation of humanity.

"If I meet the bad guy too, will you help?" Duan Ke asked me in a joking tone. She may have also heard what Uncle Wang said, she is a woman again, and when she sees the corpse in front of her, she can't help but take part in it.

"Let's talk about it when we meet." I replied. With such a large area in the city, as long as we don't walk down the street with gongs and drums, the probability of meeting them should be very small, I think. Duan Ke crooked his mouth, obviously not very satisfied with my answer.

There is a bus stop in front of it, and the sign hangs the slogan "Speak of civilization and establish a new style". I took a closer look at the information on the bus route and matched the place names on it with the ones I remembered, and fortunately, I remember most of them. Once I had my route figured out, I turned around the corner and set off. In the past, this was supposed to be the most crowded place in the neighborhood, and the sidewalks were very wide, so Duan Ke and I tilted our heads all the way to admire the signboards of the shops, and after walking on the highway for several days, we finally found a little sense of belonging to the city.

The sun shines so lazily that you can even hear birds chirping. For a moment, my home* suddenly became less intense