Chapter 43: Terror Corner 2
The girl is 17 years old, which is the age of flaunting individuality.
The earrings covered with earlobes, the makeup that is so strong that only two eyeballs are turning, appearing on the street corner at night, and the unknown situation has also encountered supernatural events.
Smoking, drinking, clubbing, and calling each other brothers and sisters with a gang of social thugs.
She didn't do what students should do, and she did all the things that students shouldn't.
On this day, the girl was very unhappy, she was dumped, and she was dumped by her eighth boyfriend, Brother Mao, a small leader in mixed society.
Not only was she unhappy, but she was also very unconvinced, she wanted to look good, she wanted to have a figure, but she lost to the little black girl who was in the dirt.
In the dark little bar on the corner of the street, she sat in front of the bar and called Brother Mao N times, and the phone was hot, and she didn't dump her there.
Make a phone call, have a glass of wine, and the curly hair at the bar will pour her cup after cup, and she will drink cup after cup.
I don't know how many glasses I drank, but in a hazy drunkenness, I saw the bartender curly mysteriously coming over.
"I see you're not in a good mood, or I'll see you in the old place after closing, I heard that a newcomer is here tonight, and there is a highlight."
On the street late at night, the girl's figure staggered and beckoned to hail a taxi.
The taxi sped down the empty road late at night and finally stopped in front of the Cui Ling Cemetery.
The girl didn't know before she came, but she was the protagonist of the evening.
The dense and windtight grove next to the cemetery is cloudy in the daytime, let alone in the middle of the night.
The girl has never been afraid of heaven and earth, and without hesitation with the strength of wine, she plunged into the woods.
In the depths of the woods, it was pitch black, and there were faint owl calls, which made the night quite terrible.
The girl shook her voice: "Curly? Curly? ”
No one responded.
The figure of a white faceless man flashed in the bushes ahead, and the girl rubbed her eyes, but saw nothing.
The weeds under my feet were overgrown, and I almost knocked it down by accident.
What the hell is this curly hair doing, didn't it say that there was a new person coming? Why don't you see half of it?
The owl's voice became clearer and clearer, and when he turned around a stone monument in front of him, a mist rushed in his face.
In the mist, black and white impermanence floated out with a long tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth.
The girl snorted twice in her heart, can she have some novelty, it's always like this.
Pulled Bai Wuchang's tongue, this tongue was torn off without being pulled, and a fishy liquid was stained on his hand, which was very disgusting.
The girl threw her tongue in the grass, and her heart was still full of anticipation, watching the excitement has always been her hobby.
"Hey, what's new? Where is it? ”
Black and white impermanence ignored it, grabbed the girl's arms left and right, and floated deep into the woods.
"Hey, buddy, why bother? Can you reveal the plot? ”
In the vast mist, Meng Po was very dedicated, holding a huge bowl with her back trembling.
Through the edge of the bowl, the girl faintly saw that there seemed to be a figure of a girl in red walking in the forest in front of her.
When she took the bowl handed over by Meng Po, the girl asked again.
"Is that new?"
Meng Po didn't speak, and the girl drank all the soup in the bowl, anxious to catch up and see the excitement.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, a pine cone fell silently and coincidentally landed on the girl's head.
The girl felt that she had really drunk too much at night, her head was getting dizzier and dizzier, and the fog in front of her was getting thicker and thicker.
The limp body fell weakly into the grass, and the last scene in his eyes was that in the fog ahead, Lord Yama grinned at her with a mouth.
In this WeChat group called Terror Corner, this night is particularly lively.
The news rang like a fierce piano tune.
This WeChat netizen named Juanjuan has been posting videos, and the protagonist in the video is the girl.
The girl lay on the bed, unconscious, at the mercy of others.
The night did not last long, and the girl woke up in a hotel room.
The hangover gave her a splitting headache, and when she found herself lying on the soft bed, she didn't feel anything unusual, took the water from the bedside and drank half a bottle, and continued to sleep.
In this small bar on the corner, when the girl came here again to drink, the bartender changed from the original curly hair to a long-haired young man who looked like Tarzan of the apes.
The girl inquired where Curly Fur went, but no one knew, and Curly Fur left without saying goodbye, and some people said that it was because Curly Fur had borrowed usurious goods and avoided debts.
Well, he's just a familiar bartender, and what does it have to do with him where he goes?
The more you drink the wine, the more you drink it, the worse it tastes. Especially when Brother Mao led the little black girl to appear at the door of the bar, and when he saw her, he turned around without hesitation and walked out of her sight with the little black girl in his arms, and the wine became more and more drunk.
On the drunken streets, when a tail appeared behind her, the girl didn't know.
As she threw herself into her arms as she hugged the stout plane tree, the tail moved in front of her and handed her a tissue and a bottle of water.
He didn't know what to say to the girl, who stood under the plane tree for a long time, then obediently turned around and walked street corner after street corner.
Two hours later, the girl's figure appeared on the bridge.
When a taxi passed the bridge, the driver saw the girl standing on the edge of the bridge, one foot already stepping over the bridge railing.
The driver opened the door and ran towards the girl.
The girl jumped from the bridge dozens of meters high, and the enthusiastic driver didn't even have time to grab a corner of her clothes.
A few minutes later, the sound of fire trucks and police cars roared.
A day later, rescuers recovered the girl's body in the sea.
According to media reports, the 17-year-old girl broke up with her boyfriend and had the idea of suicide for a while, and jumped off the bridge to end her young life.
Two days later, in a rental house in an urban village in X City, the landlord found that the tenant was dead in the rental house, and after the police inspection, the time of his death was at least two days or more.
When the landlord found out, it was summer, and his body was stinking.
The police found a charcoal brazier in the small room, and after forensic identification, it was finally determined that the cause of death was charcoal burning suicide.
Another reason why the police determined that Curly Hair was natural was that Curly Hair was found at the bedside and left a last word, and the motive for suicide was because he had borrowed usury, and the usury snowballed, more and more, far beyond his ability to repay.
After a police investigation, it was confirmed that Curly had indeed borrowed hundreds of thousands of loan sharks for consumption and gambling, and that his salary for working in a bar was less than one-third of his interest.