ACT61: Roundabout

"Meow~"

The big cat fluttered and shook its ears, stretched its four paws and stretched out a comfortable lazy waist, twisted its obese body and rolled in the woman's arms, stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked its paws, and meticulously washed its face.

Song Jiu slowly shifted his gaze, and he saw a few more cat cubs popping out from behind the woman, lying on the side very obediently, screaming and calling.

"Bitten?" The awkward silence lasted for a moment, and the woman was the first to speak to break the silence.

"No, no." The two shook their heads in unison.

"Need help?" The woman asked again.

"Yes." Song Jiu finally came back to his senses, remembered the purpose of his coming here, and said hurriedly: "I heard that there is a doctor here?" ”

"Yes, but not yet." The woman approached the fence, bent down and threw the big cat to the ground, curious: "Where do you come from?" I haven't seen you guys. ”

"Just entered the city last night." Song Jiu glanced at the fake Taoist priest, and thought to himself that it was really a mouth cannon, and people had no impression of you at all.

Boss Lin, who had been gossiping all the way all the way, became mute at this moment, and Song Jiu noticed that he secretly straightened his waist and was silent, brushing his long beard that was tied together from time to time, looking like a fairy wind bone.

"When will your doctor be back?" Song Jiu felt that the surroundings were full of strangeness, he had just met an urban Spider-Man before, and now he found such a green place in the steel jungle. Look at the woman without any guard, leisurely appearance, where it looks like she is in the center of the city surrounded by walking corpses.

"In a hurry?" The woman straightened her long hair that hung down to her waist, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "What injury?" ”

Song Jiu hesitated for a moment, seeing that the woman's expression did not seem to be fake, so he said truthfully: "Gunshot wounds, shrapnel can't be removed." ”

"Oh." The woman didn't have any unusual reaction, as if she had only heard an ordinary thing, and said, "Bring the wounded, take the shrapnel and open the knife, the conditions here are better." ”

Song Jiu was a little stunned and agreed? So easy to talk to?

"Well, thank you then." Song Jiu held back the doubts in his heart and asked tentatively: "But the place where we settled is a little far away, can we borrow a car to use it?" ”

Lin Daochang's mouth hidden under his beard pursed, and he said in his heart that this guy is really thick-skinned, and he is not polite at all.

"Huh." The woman smiled, her white cheeks were swirled, she thought for a while, and said, "Come in first, the car will come back for a while." ”

Song Jiu and the two glanced at each other, somewhat suspicious, from the appearance of the camp to the simple negotiation, everything was completely different from what they imagined, and it was unbelievably smooth.

The woman ignored the two of them's quick thoughts, hooked her fingers, and motioned for them to go under the big tree on the other side.

The two of them did not know what was going on, but they carefully observed their surroundings, walked along the iron fence to the opposite side of the street, and saw a gate locked from the inside. The fence was covered by lush foliage, and it was impossible to see the clues from a distance, but when I got closer, I found that behind the fence there were not only trees, but also a layer of cement brick wall sandwiched in the middle, which was not high, only up to the waist.

After a moment of squirming in the dense canopy, a figure jumped down, opened the iron gate, waved his hand to the two fools, and signaled to come in.

Boss Lin was a little cowardly, took two steps back and asked, "Do you want to go in?" ”

"How?"

"It's not going to invite you into the urn, is it?"

"Didn't you say they're nice?"

“……”

Boss Lin stopped talking, nodded hesitantly, pushed Song Jiu two steps forward, and walked in after him.

Song Jiu pressed his doubts, glanced at the person who opened the door with oil paint painted on his face, and became even more curious about this place. I thought that the riverbank camp was shocking enough, but I never thought that there was a mysterious camp in the center of the city, and the defense mechanism of the people was much stronger than the riverbank camp.

There is nothing special behind the gate, obviously stepping on the asphalt road, but it is like being in the wild jungle, the vegetation behind the low wall is very lush, all are thick and big trees that can be hugged by two people, and the grass under the roots of the trees is not seen. The pure natural green tree barrier is equivalent to the third layer of the fence, and a heavy army green blanket is hung horizontally at the opening of the entrance as a curtain.

"My day." The fake Taoist priest burst into foul language.

Song Jiu also wanted to explode, but held back.

I have been listening to Lin Daochang say that the roundabout the island, just half a day did not see, after the curtain to see the true face, engaged in a long time, the people here are the entire roundabout to artificially cut off

Song Jiu and the others stood at the intersection of a street, with iron fences and low walls and large trees, the trinity closed the street, and directly opposite was a huge vegetable shed, the plastic film was like a dome shrouding the circular green belt that expanded below, surrounded by polygonal asphalt roads, and the sidewalks near the bottom of the tall buildings were all bricked and tiled, as if they had been dug into a trench.

Song Jiu felt a cool breeze with moisture, and just wanted to walk over to have a look, but saw the woman holding the cat walking over with a foreigner with thick hair.

"Oops" Song Jiu's first reaction was to get into the nest of living corpses again, and his face immediately changed greatly, and he pulled out the blade of the hacksaw and pulled away the stance.

"Don't be nervous." The woman was startled by his sudden movement and hurriedly waved her hand.

Song Jiu realized that the guy with an oil-painted face behind him was actually holding a shotgun that looked like Lei Mingdeng, and the swarthy muzzle locked on him at close range, and he only needed to pull the trigger, and Song Jiu would turn into a puddle of minced meat.

"Why are you so nervous?" The woman gave him a strange look, tilted her head, and the foreigner spread her hands and walked towards Song Jiu and Boss Lin.

"He doesn't have a weapon, so you'd better put it down just to be safe." The woman looked at Song Jiu with her hands around her chest and said, "Don't worry, it's safe here." ”

Song Jiu didn't reply, but the bearded foreigner was very polite, rolled up his sleeves to indicate that he had no weapons, and with a hospitable smile on his face, he moved his hand and asked if he could search his body.

Since the master is so face-saving, Song Jiu is not tough, not to mention that there is a big killer weapon behind his back, so he nodded stupidly and handed the blade of the blade to the bearded man. The beard touched it up and down, and found that there were hard objects in Song Jiu's pocket and arms, so he cast a puzzled look. Song Jiu was helpless, took out the photo frame and notebook and shook it, and stuffed it into his arms again.

After the foreigner finished searching, he turned around and made an OK gesture to the woman, and then suddenly opened his arms towards the two of them and gave the bear a hug.

Song Jiu almost gave him a punch in a stress reaction, but the foreigner didn't mind at all, patted him on the back vigorously, and shouted in a strong exotic accent: "Good brother, good brother"

Boss Lin, who pretended to be a high-ranking person, was also blindfolded, the foreigner had a big waist and a round waist, and a bear hug almost broke his two rows of ribs, but he also stiffened his face, squeezing out a stiffer smile to give back to this cheap brother.

The woman stood aside and looked at them with a smile, beckoned a few people to follow, and led a group of cat cubs around the giant shed with a fat cat in her arms, and walked towards the other side of the roundabout.

Song Jiu was full of hesitation and couldn't get an explanation, and there was an overly enthusiastic foreigner beside him, who was simply uncomfortable, and took advantage of the gap between walks to glance at the ditch on the side of the road, only to find that there was actually circulating water flowing below.

"Good fellows." Song Jiu admired the owner of this place a little, and he wanted to lead a moat in the camp on the riverbank, which was adapted to local conditions and had ready-made river water. It's the center of a second-tier city, and it's full of reinforced concrete, so how do they bring in the water?

The woman walked unfast, as if she knew that the two of them were looking around behind her, and she didn't urge, she just tilted her head and stared at Song Jiu.

Lin Daochang felt a little unbalanced in his heart, Song Jiu obviously had the virtue of an outlaw, and he was immortal, why didn't he look at himself?

"Was that the last time you came?" Song Jiu controlled the volume and asked, just turned the corner and the scene on the other side of the roundabout was presented in front of him, as Song Jiu guessed, this large vegetable shed is the prototype of the roundabout, and the five intersections around it are all blocked, leaning on several abandoned high-rise shops, ** cutting off such a living area.

What particularly surprised Song Jiu was that there were basically no new things here except for trees and low walls and vegetable greenhouses. A circle of high-rise buildings has been turned into a natural bunker, and the underlying infrastructure and various storefronts have been cleaned, some with open doors and some with open windows, so that you can see the people coming and going, and everywhere exudes the feeling of a quiet community.

Song Jiu saw a bright construction bank, where many people were gathered in one place, not knowing what they were doing; There is a mass sales KTV, the luxurious light box metal words are still embedded in the building, the revolving glass door has been removed, the sunlight swept into a corner, and there is a row of sofas in the lobby, and there are also men and women sitting in it, as if waiting for the number to be divided. The roundabout is not small, it can be seen that the traffic flow here was large in the past, it belongs to the prosperous area, a circle of uneven commercial buildings can see a variety of stores, up to the bank outpatient clinic, down to the clothing restaurant, it is completely a small commercial street, with all kinds of organs.

"Clever." Song Jiu didn't remember how many times he sighed, he had never thought that he could build such a feng shui treasure in the center of the city where the walking corpses were rampant, and compared with the riverbank camp here, that was the difference between the countryside and the capital.

"Yes" Lin Daochang is also a mountain cannon into the city, pointing to the wall that blocked the exit of the road, and exclaimed: "It's super simple, just block the intersection, these high-rise buildings inside can be called casually."

"It's that simple." Song Jiu licked his lips and told himself that he was here to seek medical treatment, and pressed the slightest hint of forcible robbery in his heart.

"Have you visited?" The woman duly summoned the two wandering people, pointed behind her, and said, "Come in first, wait a while." ”

"Okay." The two of them walked along, through the clean street, and into a façade with an open-air balcony, the walls of this storefront had large traces of burning, and for some reason, the surface of the other buildings could be seen to have been cleaned, but it remained the original appearance of the baptism of blood and fire.

"I've been to this bar before." Lin Daochang leaned into Song Jiu's ear and muttered.

"This woman is the bar owner?" Song Jiu pouted, it was really a bar inside, although the morning light was good during the day, it could not penetrate many steel jungles, so the bar without torches seemed a little gloomy, the hall was relatively empty, the scattered tables and chairs seemed to be emptied, only the booth around the wall was still retained, there was a dance floor in the center, a shiny steel pipe was erected in the center, behind the dance floor was a bar, various wine bottles were placed on the wine rack, and a huge brass clock hung behind, which was imposing.

"No, I remember it's a young man, and I still have his business card." Boss Lin pointed to the small steel pole stage on the other side of the booth, with a few memories in his eyes, and smacked his lips: "He has a Ukrainian girl here, and that guy's thighs are taller than mine, and he throws it up."

"What did you do before? Son-in-law? Song Jiu couldn't help but smile and asked.

"The boss here is the son, and I am a private entrepreneur." Boss Lin gave him a blank look.

"Sit casually." The woman casually greeted her, approached the corner staircase leading to the second floor, and shouted, "Yinuo." ”

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sound of rapid running on the top of the stairs, and a shadow swished at him, accompanied by a string of gurgling verbal gongs, and threw himself into the woman's arms.

"Ouch." The woman was pounced on by a big yellow dog, raised her hand and slapped it, the yellow dog wagged its tail without shame, and circled around the woman.

"Tut-tut, look at people, dog names have such connotations." Lin Daochang stroked his beard and sighed very emotionally: "My name is not good, it is eternal, unlucky." ”

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