Body Chapter 002: Monkey
At three o'clock, I sat in the corner of a large restaurant on Shitiao Road, asked for a cup of coffee, and read a copy of the day's daily newspaper while drinking
The front page was a warning that a body appeared to have been stolen from the hospital morgue and is still missing
The news below is even more eye-catching, claiming that a group of aliens who claim to have psychic abilities have mysteriously disappeared one after another recently
An old man with a white beard warned all mankind that the spiritual world was being reorganized and transformed
I felt as amused as I saw a humorous joke
At a quarter past three o'clock, the white lady sat down across from me in a very graceful manner, and I immediately began to sympathize with his husband, who was a man of little sex
"Mr. Chen?" She pulled out a box of women's cigarettes, and the clouds and smoke were spewed out as if no one was around
I pushed the ashtray in front of her, "Lady Bai, what do you want to drink?" ”
"You're welcome," she said, "since Miss Ying is trying her best to push you to me, I believe that you should be professional."
"I rarely disappoint"
"GOOD" she sat down, pushing over a small piece of paper folded in half, "It's where my husband frequents, I'm - I'm only giving you three days"
"I think you should understand that I'm not a police officer, and a lot of things can only be done in secret......"
"I don't care what method you use, you have to get the evidence after three days," she suppressed, suppressing the resentment on her face for her husband's infidelity, "How much do you need to be paid?" Just open your mouth."
I knew very well her current state of mind, so I decisively scratched a near-extortion number on the dining table with my finger
"No problem" she didn't even think about it, took out a paper envelope from her satchel and threw it on the table, "This is a deposit, and the rest will be settled in one go after getting something"
"Ms. Bai, if your husband doesn't go out for three days, I won't refund you."
"Ha" she looked out the window and laughed, "Don't worry, since two years ago, he will not stay at home for more than three hours a day"
I beckoned the waitress to pay, and she pretended to wave her hand, "I've got this cup of coffee."
I thanked her and walked past her, and the smell of perfume hit my nose and almost suffocated me
……
The next day, I photographed Ms. Bai's so-called evidence on East Asia Avenue, when the sun was shining, the crowd was crowding, and her suave husband was talking to me in public with a bird-like innocent girl
I used backlit framing, and the foreign objects in my eyes made me feel like I was wearing contact lenses under the strong light
The moment the shutter was pressed, something strange happened
Suddenly there was a fluffy monkey in the viewfinder, crouching on the man's shoulder, its ugly features turning around, and to my surprise, it also had a face in the back of its head
A human face that seems to be smiling but not smiling, which makes people shudder
I quickly pressed the shutter, convinced I had captured it, and in the distance, the monorail "rumbled" by, and the man, woman, and monkey quickly disappeared
I had the feeling of having a nightmare
……
At nine o'clock in the evening, the Heroic invited me to sit in a bar
The bar was opened by her friend, and the name was hilarious, "Carrot in Love with Bunny"
My favourite song here is the same name as the bar, and every time the lyrics are sung, everyone puts their hands to their mouths and laughs while mimicking the sound of nibbling on carrots, "squeak, squeak"
At this moment, the Heroic Spirit is leaning against the bar, holding a glass of beer, putting his hand on my shoulder, swaying his waist to the rhythm, and occasionally glancing at the fashionable girls walking around him, asking for my male opinion
"How's this one?"
"My waist is a little longer"
"On the left, with black nails and long hair?"
"Not good, the mouth is too big"
"She's fine, she's in great shape."
“…… Who knows how many percent will be original? ”
I had a casual conversation with her
"None of them are tempted?"
"Nope"
She glanced at me, "I'm not in a good mood."
I was a little frustrated, but I couldn't tell why
She bowed her head, as if she felt the same way, "Tired of crooked?" ”
"Tired of crooked"
I drank the beer in one gulp, pushed the cup in front of the young master, and motioned for him to fill it again
"Ever heard of psychics?"
I had an impression, thought about it for a while, remembered it
"The church that claims to be able to talk to ghosts?"
The Heroic Spirit dragged me to the place where the music was smaller, with a mysterious expression "All psychics are missing"
I stomped lightly, like a drunk astronaut "Mass martyrdom?" Not a first case of news"
"I've interviewed a few of them, and I know that they believe in the Lord of Dreams, the Fang, who is said to have a huge eye on his forehead that can discern all kinds of spirits, and that his ears can hear all the sounds of the past and the present."
I closed my eyes, and the flickering laser column made my head spin
"I don't know why? One day, a psychic sounded the magic drum without permission, waking him up, and the giant eye disappeared."
“…… He must be angry."
The Heroic Spirit shrugged "The disappearance of hundreds of psychics, the wrath of the dreamers awakened"
I stopped, feeling cold behind me
"Now, there's a theological organization willing to fund an investigation into the truth of the whole thing," she stared at me, "and the conditions are pretty good."
I was taken aback, "You're not going to want me to do this, are you?" I don't want to deal with ghosts."
Her eyes burned, and she compared the numbers with her hands, which was indeed a very good reward
My heart was moved
High-end camera equipment, state-of-the-art printing equipment, the latest computer software, lighting, models, darkrooms, props, shooting tracks, and everything else I dreamed of accomplishing were all looming in this set of figures
I said with difficulty, "Well, even if I want to, how can I get there to find an angry ghost?" ”
"He's coming" The Heroic Spirit's eyes are colored by lasers, like two colorful kaleidoscopes "The last psychic lived in this city, and I could even smell her"
As she spoke, her green and red face slowly turned to the glass door, as if the psychic was outside the door of the black hole
My heart was in my throat, and my whole body tensed
A pale woman's face suddenly poured out of the darkness and pressed against the glass, her deformed eyes rolling and peeping around
We screamed at the same time
The door slammed open, and a young girl cheered and rushed to her friends on the dance floor, "I've found you"
……