噺 (8) 壹 Chinese 網ωωω.χ8.1zщ.còм 哽噺繓赽捌 (一) Novel 説蛧

When Tang Zhangwei and the others wanted to find Tang Zhaozong's hidden treasures, they found a problem.

Because, that Tang Zhaozong knew that he was embarrassed to meet Tang Zhangwei, and they suddenly fled to the icy and snowy Arctic region of North America.

In those places, Tang Zhangwei although there are some settlements. However, in those places where there were only Kismoes and musk oxen, it was impossible for Tang Zhangwei to garrison too many troops.

The poisonous snake actually escaped successfully, which Tang Zhangwei really didn't expect, in Tang Zhangwei's mind, this poisonous snake repeatedly caused trouble for Tang Zhaozong and him, even if Tang Zhaozong didn't want to formally reconcile with himself, then he should also show a gesture, what Tang Zhangwei never expected was that Tang Zhaozong escaped in a wooden bird.

If you go to catch up by yourself, you will pay a huge price, but if you don't catch up, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain, that Tang Zhaozong is very single, and he is waiting for his decision in the Arctic region of North America.

He tore a long rag from the torn shirt, folded it in half, took off the broad, sturdy summer coat made of a thick cloth (his only coat), and sewed the ends of the strip under the left armpit of the coat. His hands trembled as he sewed, but he tried his best to restrain himself, and when he had sewn, he put on his coat again, and could not see anything from the outside. He had already prepared the needle and thread, wrapped it in paper and placed it on a small table. As for the buckle, it was his own ingenious invention: the buckle was used to hang an axe. Walking down the street with an ax certainly doesn't work. If you hide the axe under your coat and still have to hold it in your hand, then it will be visible. Now with the buckle, as long as you hang the axe in the buckle, the axe will hang securely in it all the way, hanging under the armpit. Put one hand in the pocket on the side of the coat and hold on to the handle of the axe so that it doesn't dangle; Because the coat was so wide that it looked like a pocket, it was not obvious from the outside that he was holding something with his hand through the pocket. He had also come up with this buckle two weeks ago.

Sewing the buckles, he put a few fingers into the narrow gap between his "Turkish" sofa and the floor, fumbled around the corner to the left, and pulled out the collateral that had been prepared and hidden there. But it wasn't collateral at all, just a small plank, planed plank, the size and thickness of a silver cigarette case. This small plank was picked up by chance when he was out for a walk in a courtyard, and there was no workshop in the wing of the courtyard. Later, he added a smooth, thin piece of iron to the small plank,—— probably a broken piece of iron that had been removed from something,—— which he had picked up from the street at that time. He stacked small planks on top of each other with pieces of iron, which were smaller than planks, and he tied them together with a crisscross of threads; Then wrap them neatly and elegantly in a piece of clean white paper, and tie them up again, which is not easy to untie. This is to distract the old woman while she untangles so that she can take advantage of this short time. The iron piece was added to add weight, so that the old woman would not guess at least for the first minute that the "thing" was made of wood. It's all hidden under his couch for the time being. He had just taken out the collateral when suddenly someone somewhere in the yard shouted:

"It's past six o'clock!"

At first,—— however, it was a long time ago,—— and he was intrigued by one question: why is it that almost all crimes are so easily discovered and exposed, and that almost all criminals leave such visible traces? He gradually came to all sorts of interesting conclusions, the chief of which, in his view, lay not so much in the practical impossibility of concealing the crime, but in the perpetrator himself; The offender himself, and almost every criminal, loses his will and loses his mind at the moment of committing a crime, and on the contrary, it is at the moment when reason and prudence are most needed that childish and rare rashness take the place of will and reason. On the basis of this conviction, it may be concluded that this momentary confusion and decay of will control man like a disease, gradually developing, reaching its culmination shortly before sin; This state remains unchanged at the moment of the commission of the crime, and for some time thereafter, and as to how long it lasts, it depends on the circumstances of each person; It will also disappear like various diseases in the future. The question is: does disease give rise to crime, or does crime itself, because of its special nature, always accompany some disease-like phenomenon? He didn't feel like he could solve the problem yet.

Having come to this conclusion, he concludes that it is impossible for him to undergo such a pathological psychological change in his case, and that we shall omit the whole process of carrying out this deliberate process which enabled him to make a final decision; Even if we don't talk about that, we've gone too far...... We will only add that the practical, purely technical difficulties in this matter played only a minor role in his mind. "As long as you keep a clear mind and will about these difficulties, when the time comes, when you have to know all the details, understand all the subtleties of things, all difficulties will be overcome...... but it did not begin. He had been completely distrustful of his final decision, and when the time came, nothing was the same, somehow so it seemed so sudden, even almost unexpected.

Before he could finish descending the stairs, the slightest accident left him helpless and overwhelmed. He walked to the door of the landlady's kitchen, which was always open as usual, and glanced cautiously into the kitchen, trying to see beforehand: was the landlady herself there when Nastasia was away? If she's not in the kitchen, is her door closed? lest when he went in to get the axe, she looked out of her room and happened to see it. But how surprised he was when he suddenly saw that this time Nastasia was not only at home, but also in the kitchen, and was also working, taking out a few pieces of underwear from the basket and drying them on the rope! As soon as she saw him, she stopped drying her clothes and looked back at him until he had walked past. He turned his eyes away and walked over, pretending not to see anything. But the matter is over, because there is no axe! He received a terrible blow.

"Why should I," he thought as he reached the gate, "how should I conclude that she must not be at home at this time?" Why, why, why do I take it for granted to make such a judgment? ”

(End of chapter)

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