An adult dolphin has an IQ equivalent to that of a six-year-old child, and the child is now hooked in the eyes, nose, mouth, chest, belly, and assassinated by a fisherman's javelin. The dolphin struggled desperately to escape back into the free embrace of the sea, but it was all in vain.

Dolphins throughout the bay suffered the same bad luck.

Crimson blood stained the entire bay.

The cheerful dolphin voice turned into a wail that asked the sky.

The heavenly song suddenly turned into the last eulogy of life.

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At this time, I was like a dolphin waiting to be slaughtered in the movie "Dolphin Bay", my heart yearned for a free ocean, but I fell into the trap laid by the fisherman, knowing that it was an impossible luxury.

I lay helplessly in the center of that solid web, closed my eyes, and silently accepted the judgment of fate.

This time, the inquisitor was a little-known, milky stunned boy. He was excited, and said haha, "You are really the Zuo Yan worth 100,000." The volume of the words "sure enough" was exaggerated by him, and there was a trill.

In a trance, I remember where I saw such a sentence: Life is made up of countless accidents. A man and a woman meet unexpectedly, and because of an accident a life is born. This life encountered countless accidents, until it was terminated by the last accident.

Once upon a time, I was such an indecisive, timid person. I lived among the people in fear and fear, because I knew that I was an orphan, without any support, without any way out. However, when I discovered the astonishing value of that ancient painting, I was ridiculous enough to think that the god of fate would favor me, not make me too miserable, and would compensate in another way, as if people said that "when the world closes one door, it will open another door for you" is really like that, who knows that it is just a bloody joke played by fate on me.

This is nothing, life itself is very absurd, you see: some people go to embrace the sea, enjoy the sun and the beach, but accidentally hit the century-old tsunami and die in the belly of the fish; Some people won hundreds of millions of prizes with the money they spent on groceries, but they had a heart attack and died in the west; Some people are treacherous and cunning, but they become pillars of the country by mistake; Some people wanted to hide in the city and be a bear for a lifetime, but the ghost sent the gods to be a generation of heroes; Some people are praised by thousands of people, but they are poor and cannot die well; Some people are ambitious and talented, but they fail to succeed and die in the middle.

Everyone's life is absurd, and so am I. I only have three years of life because I only have memories of those three years. In the past three years, I was destined to live for a dilapidated ancient painting, and I was destined to die for this ancient painting, just because two policemen also took a fancy to it.

The words of life and death kept popping up in my head. There was a hot rush in my nostrils, and it was my blood that had risen from my heart into the cerebral arteries, and had unexpectedly turned in the back of my neck socket and into my nasal cavity. I knew in my heart that the chip hidden in the back of my head, which the white-haired Chinese medicine doctor called the ghost hole, was working again under the action of the net rope.

I lay on my side on the floor, my head drooping to the right, my forehead resting on the ground, my body writhing in pain. Fishy blood flowed from my nostrils onto the dark green carpet and into the wool fibers. My consciousness slowly blurred and my vision became hazy. My eyes seemed to have turned into a convex lens, and Tang Renjie had become a giant with the ceiling above my head in my eyes. In a trance, the giant's hand reached into his bulging trouser pocket, took out a mobile phone, and dialed the newspaper.

"Hey—"

Just then, the door was slammed open, and the door panel slammed into the wall with a loud bang.

A white shadow stood at the door in astonishment for two or three seconds - oh my God, is that Lin Xiaowan?

"Little trouble, what's going on?" The white shadow was like a heavenly sound, graceful and moving, but with obvious horror.

Da Tang Renjie turned his head to look at Bai Ying. His hand hung next to his thigh, and a line appeared on the phone screen: On a call......

White Shadow wore a pair of red shoes and hurried towards him.

"Who is he?" She asked.

Da Tang Renjie said in surprise: "Didn't you go to the unit?" ”

The white shadow stopped and bent down two meters away from me, "Why is this person in the net?" ”

"He is a suspect in a bounty hunt by the police." Da Tang Renjie said excitedly, "He made a disguise, ......" He pointed to the wig and sunglasses on the carpet, "and I ...... the result." ”

The white shadow turned its head sideways, facing my head hanging on the ground. Her eyelashes were surprisingly long, and a pair of beautiful eyes swirled in light and shadow, like a misty lake. I struggled to see more clearly, and my increasingly vague consciousness was supported by a strong desire to survive.

"Wan'er—" I reached out and grabbed her delicate face. In fact, my hands couldn't move in the tiny mesh, but I could clearly feel my fingertips touching Wan'er's cold cheeks and the strange and suffocating aura.

"Zuo Yan?!" The White Shadow called out my name.

"He's getting a nosebleed, it's from that chip." Her fingers touched the chip-protruding lump on the back of my head, "This is the Feng Fu, and the left and right three inches are the Feng Chi......" she read in her mouth, as if to remind herself, as she used her thumb and forefinger to find the slightly higher spots on either side of the lump and gently kneaded it. I felt a surge of heat pass from her fingertips into my cranial nerves.

White Shadow's other hand tugged at the rope under my chin. The net rope is strong.

"What is this? Open it quickly. She said commandingly.

"Do you know him? ......" Da Tang Renjie said in surprise to the white shadow, and looked at me again,

"He's a fugitive, sister. Notify the police ......"

"Notify the police?" Bai Ying saw the phone in his hand, "You can't do this!" ”

"Sister, this can add points to my police academy entrance examination." Datang Renjie reminded Bai Ying.

"He was wronged!" Bai Ying snatched something from Tang Renjie's hand hanging by his side, close it to his ear, and an eager voice came out from inside: "Hey, hey, do you want to report the crime?" Please speak, please speak, speak......"

Bai Ying took the phone away from his ear, and quickly stretched out his finger and scratched the front of the thing, "Oh my God, you actually called him." Do you know who he is? ”

"This is the police number published in the newspapers." Datang Renjie said, "The bounty is 100,000." ”

"Guo Zhenchao - a terrible police chief." Bai Ying said, "Zuo Yan was wronged by him. ”

I vaguely heard Wan'er say such a sentence, and my heart was happy, of course she knew that I had been wronged. She'll save me.

"You say that this criminal wanted by the whole city is wronged?!" Tang Renjie said, "Why do you say that? ”

"Hurry up and open this net. I'll tell you. You're going to kill him if you do that. ”

"It's just a net, no. Besides, he's a murderer. ”

"He's not a murderer." Bai Ying took Tang Renjie's hand, "There's something in the back of his head," Tang Renjie bent over, his fingers touched the hard lump on the back of my head, and said sarcastically: "What is it?" Haha, a boil? ”

"It's a chip, a chip that has been implanted." Bai Ying said angrily, "Someone else wants to kill him, kill people, do you understand? ”

"What are you talking about? I can't do that much. This is the first serious suspect I have caught, and he has been arrested by the whole network, and he can make meritorious contributions. ”

"If he dies, will you still be able to make meritorious contributions?" White Shadow asked rhetorically.

Datang Renjie suddenly lost his voice, as if his brain had been short-circuited, and it took four or five seconds to connect it again. "How's that going? You can't let him go. ”

"Open the net first. Can't you see, he's already unconscious? White Shadow tore at the mesh in vain with both hands, "What is this, like an iron chain." ”

"It's also my first time using it."

"Don't you know how to open it? Are you going to add to this little trouble? ”

"I'll look at the instructions." Da Tang Renjie turned away from my blurred vision.

With a bang, the drawer of the bedside table was opened, and a piece of paper was opened with a bang, and after five or six seconds, Da Tang Renjie's eager voice came: "Reverse rotation, two turns, 720 degrees." ”

"Where? Where does it rotate? White Shadow said.

The shadow of Tang Renjie reappeared in my sight, his head was like a cartoon, deformed, and it looked very large, his big hand reached over, pinched something above my head and turned it around twice, and the net rope that was tightly wrapped around me made a loud sound, spread like a spider's foot, and propped up on the carpet.

"Bring me a cup of hot water." White Shadow takes the "Spider Feet" away. That thing wasn't heavy.

The pages of my lungs slowly closed like an umbrella, and my chest rose and fell more and more frequently.

White Shadow pressed my man desperately with his greasy fingers and called my name loudly.

"Wan'er—help me—" I was clearly calling to her, but she might not have heard her.

She patted my numb face with the palm of her hand, "Zuo Yan, Zuo Yan, wake up, don't sleep." She knelt on the ground, clasped her hands on my chest, and pressed hard. Beads of her sweat slid down my neck and face.

There was less and less light in my eyes, and it slowly turned into pitch black, and then suddenly I saw a white light, a bit like what I saw on flight DZA130, filling the room, but softer and more dreamy than that. A pair of hands came out of the halo and pulled my upper and lower lips, and then a silvery, white head approached my face, blowing into my mouth. Her hot moist lips pressed against my mouth, like the grass of midsummer, hot, with the fragrance of creation, teaching me to feel dizzy, and the gas that erupted from her mouth entered my trachea like a tongue of fire, licking the lobes of my lungs, burning me and making me tremble.

My body was lifted up, and a stream of hot water flowed into my mouth and slid down my esophagus into my stomach. I felt a lot warmer, but my limbs were still cold and numb.

"The body temperature is too low, turn on the air conditioner and heat up." White Shadow said in a commanding tone.

"On such a hot day, 36 degrees, and the air conditioner is on?" Datang Renjie said.

"He doesn't have enough oxygen in his blood, unlike you, and his body is cold." The air conditioner began to whirl hot air. I was carried onto the bed and covered with a thick quilt. I feel like the temperature is perfect, but I'm so tired and I want to sleep. Copy the translation results to Google Translate