It was... a fish scale.
Inserted vertically into the man's calf.
Wang Xiaoming happened to be sitting next to him. He looked at the fish scale and stretched out his hand to pull it away.
The scales were deeper than he had imagined, sinking into his skin by at least two centimeters. They were also very thin, hard, and sharp. The top was in the shape of an ordinary fish scale, and the bottom was a long inverted triangle at least three centimeters long.
It’s hard to imagine what kind of fish this is that has such long scales.
He was deep in thought while holding the scales. Then someone interrupted him and said, "It's this kind of fish scale again."
"What?"
Wang Xiaoming looked at the man who had just saved someone.
"A strange fish has appeared in this sea area. It likes to attack people. Several pearl divers have been injured by it. Its characteristic is that it will use its scales to attack people."
"Is there such a fish?" Wang Xiaoming was curious while holding the fish scales.
"There weren't any before, but two months ago, the government approved the release of a batch of chemical pollutants into the area, and then this strange fish appeared.
Several people have been injured by this thing. It also has sequelae. After they recover, the pearl divers dare not go to the sea again.
Do you know the man on the shore who is in charge of cultured pearls? He was one of us before, and after he was injured, he used his connections to get in and became a manager. "
Wang Xiaoming knew this very well. He was working there two days ago. But he was a little skeptical, "What kind of chemical raw material is so powerful?"
“Who knows what they’re pouring.”
The man got angry when he heard this, and he muttered a few words to the person in power. After that, he told everyone to prepare to go back.
They came back a little late because someone was delayed by drowning.
The pearl collectors had already left, so they could only wait until tomorrow to sell them. Because of this, Wang Xiaoming had to postpone his plan to find a rental house for a day.
When I returned to the bridge tunnel, the homeless man was still there. The food he bought yesterday was gone, and the plastic bags and mineral water bottles were thrown carelessly on the place where he slept.
Did he wake up
Wang Xiaoming then denied his idea. The homeless man's lying position had not changed. There were many people in the bridge hole. It was hard to say who ate the food.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch the bag of pearls hanging on his chest and hidden inside his clothes.
night.
Wang Xiaoming dared not sleep deeply with a big bag of pearls in his pocket. He slept for a short while and woke up several times.
Suddenly, he felt someone reaching out to him, and thinking someone was trying to steal the pearls, he opened his eyes suddenly.
A sour smell of vomit hit me. It was the man who had been in a coma for two days. He actually woke up.
Wang Xiaoming was a little surprised, and the next moment he became nervous.
The light from the street lamp outside the bridge tunnel prevented the inside of the bridge from being completely dark. Under the light, the man who had just woken up hunched over and approached him.
The tramp's eyes flashed a wild green light in the dim environment.
"I'm so thirsty..."
A dry and hoarse voice came out of his mouth, like glass rubbing against fine sand.
"I have money, go buy something to drink."
Wang Xiaoming stood up suddenly, holding the ten survival coins, and backed away.
The man didn't answer, but approached him with a somewhat abnormal pace, "I, I'm so thirsty!"
This is really weird.
Wang Xiaoming frowned, crumpled the money into a ball and threw it in his face, then ran away quickly. Instinctively, he ran outside the bridge hole and watched his movements from a distance.
The man did not pick up his money, but staggered towards another person who was very close to him.
The snoring in the cave drowned out the man's voice.
"I'm so thirsty..."
(End of this chapter)