Chapter 21: That Call for Help
Police station
At twelve o'clock in the night, the yin qi seemed to be very heavy.
Weng Yang walked leisurely in the small prison.
He thought back to the art he discussed with Bajie and Fat Man, and he never imagined that there would still be people who could understand his paintings.
"Wonderful and excellent communication, no regrets in life."
He sat down slowly on the bed, dazed.
At this time, the drowsy policeman was still sitting in front of the computer and working, only to see a person in an off-white sportswear walking at the door, the style of the clothes on her body and the petite body, they thought she was a girl. She wears a hat, a scarf over her face, and a pair of huge sunglasses.
The police saw her coming without showing a trace of skin.
A policeman stepped forward and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ā
I heard the man say in a hoarse and often short voice, "I'm coming to my classmate?" ā
"Who are your classmates?"
"Weng Yang."
The policemen gathered around and said, "Are you Weng Yang's classmate?" ā
"Yes."
"I wonder who you are?"
"Iā" she seemed to think for a moment, and continued, "I am his admirer. ā
"I'm sorry, Weng Yang is now a major suspect, and now he is not allowed to meet with anyone."
The scene was silent, and the sound of a drop of water reached the ears of the policemen.
The police officer who greeted him heard the voice more clearly.
He lowered his head, and saw the red liquid dripping from the woman's clothes, and the policeman stared at the drop of blood, and then seemed to prove his guess even more, and the second drop of blood dripped down.
Slowly the third drop drops down... Gradually, the blood that had been dripping turned into rain, and finally converged into a thin stream.
The policeman who greeted him slowly raised his head stiffly, only to see that the woman, the red that could not be covered by her whole body sportswear, gradually seeped out.
Suddenly, the lights dimmed. (If you write it again, it will be blocked.) ļ¼
Soon when the lights came back on, the man was gone.
In dreams
Weng Yang saw that the beautiful Hu Ping came back, and there was a light shining all around, and Hu Ping walked towards him, and the light dimmed with every step, and the harmony on Hu Ping's body gradually fell off.
Weng Yang stood still, looked at her with interest, and said, "Is it finally my turn?" ā
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The next day
The fat man and Ah Huan continued to go out as usual.
And an old policeman walked out of the crowd and walked to the fat man's stall.
Ah Huan saw the surprise and said, "Old man, you are here." ā
"Come on, I'm here for you for something." The old policeman waved his hand, sat on the chair in front of the stall, and said solemnly to the fat man: "Weng Yang is dead." ā
The fat man said "grace" without doubt, and then did not say anything.
And Ah Huan said loudly in surprise: "It's really dead!" ā
I saw that the surrounding tourists and stall owners all looked over.
Seeing the old gentleman dressed in a police costume, he didn't pay attention, but turned his head and continued to do his own thing.
The old policeman shook his head at Ah Huan and said to the fat man, "You're not surprised. ā
"Nothing surprising, he does deserve to die."
"Heh, you Chen Fat Man has a dashing face." The old policeman stared at his face, took a deep breath and said to him, "Looking at your face is like giving you a slap in the face." "As he spoke, he was leaving.
"Oh, that's really an old brother. Walk slowly, walk slowly. The fat man arched his hand.
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In the evening, the two closed their stalls and went home.
When I returned home, I found the door open.
Opening the door, Chen Xiaodie teased the kitten with the cat teasing stick she bought.
When the kitten saw the fat man Ah Huan coming in, he slowly walked over and rubbed Ah Huan's feet, and immediately opened his teeth and claws at the fat man.
Huan asked, "Fluttershy, why are you here?" ā
Fluttershy says, "I don't know if you know that someone jumped off the building where I live." ā
"Really?" The fat man asked, puzzled.
"Yes, the police are coming, and I panicked when I looked down from the balcony."
Fluttershy then says, "Then I'll take shelter." ā
The fat man sat on the sofa and said, "What's this, you don't know this person, even if he becomes a ghost, he shouldn't come to knock on your door at night." ā
"No, don't you think it's okay if the same building dies of illness or old age, but don't you feel a little scared if you die after jumping off the building?"
"I don't think so." The fat man said.
Chen Xiaodie stomped her foot angrily, pointed at the fat man and said, "Give you a chance to reorganize your language." ā
"That's so terrifying, the lack of virtue is really lacking in virtue." The fat man said with hatred that iron is not made of steel.
"Come on, where's your kitchen? I bought vegetables. Fluttershy says as she lets the fat man go.
Ah Huan pointed to a small place.
"I've got a good luck tonight." Ah Huan said with a smile.
"Wait." Fluttershy walks into the kitchen.
Soon I heard the oil crackling in the pan.
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"Yes, it's all good." Ah Huan praised.
Chen Xiaodie watched as the fat man took out his chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of meat, but the fat man noticed the hot gaze before he could eat, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but pause. "It smells so good," he said. ā
Then he threw the meat into his mouth, made an intoxicated gesture and said, "The meat is Q bomb, fat but not greasy, well, perfect and perfect." ā
Looking at the fat man's contrived face, Fluttershy can't help but feel angry.
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Huan and Fat Man send Fluttershy downstairs, and Fluttershy looks left and right, and reaches out to pinch the fat man's flesh, causing the fat man to scream in pain.
Chen Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay, there's no dreaming and nothing else." "Come to think of it, the last event, that dream, had a huge impact on her.
Ignoring the fat man's screams, Shi Shiran walked back to his floor.
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Rental house for the night
The fat man and Ah Huan are still sitting on the sofa, turning on the TV and playing games.
"I have a question?" Ah Huan suddenly remembered something and said to the fat man.
"There are so many questions, are you 100,000 why?" The fat man mocked mercilessly.
"Why did Weng Yang still come to us for help?" Ah Huan said with a melancholy face: "Could it be..."
"Could it be that his conscience has found that he wants to become a Buddha?"
"Or else?"
I saw that the fat man shook his head and said, "Who said that when a person wants to ask for help, it is for the better." ā
"He looked at his paintings that could not be appreciated, and saw that what he was doing was not discovered, and there was always a trace of regret in his heart."
"It's hard for us to guess what these people are in?" The fat man looked at Ah Huan and smiled: "If we know, then we are not normal people." ā
"I still think he's repentant." When the fat man heard this, he laughed angrily:
"Why don't you think about why we still see him in that little broken house if he repents."
"His plea for help was never to 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha.'"
"I told you from the beginning, we can't do this."
"Because, we can't kill him.".
"He just wanted to die."