Zhou Ze sat silently on the steps of the flower bed in front of the hospital, his eyes fixed on his feet.
actually,
At this time you can't see anything at all, and you can't even touch it, but the image in the mirror before has already explained everything.
This chain was around my ankle, and the sound I heard indirectly before was actually the sound caused by my own walking.
But there was one thing that Zhou Ze didn't understand. That was last night in the detention center, he clearly heard a noise in the corridor outside first. This at least proved that the chain was not on his feet at that time.
So, this means that in that brief moment when the sound of chains suddenly appeared around him, someone, or something, tied the chains to his feet.
As for myself, I was completely unaware of it. If the old Taoist priest had not put the talisman paper in his crotch on the mirror while he was peeing, I probably wouldn't have even realized that I was desperately running to find the chain.
It's on yourself!
Zhou Ze took another taxi and returned to the bookstore, where he sat down behind the bar.
He didn't have the mood to take a shower and call Bai Yingying to go upstairs to the room to sleep with him.
I don't have the energy to tinker with red spider lily juice.
I have no mood to read newspapers, drink coffee or bask in the sun.
He lowered his head from time to time to look at his feet.
Then, from time to time, I would raise my head.
Look up at the sky.
In short, I feel very sad.
The old Taoist told Bai Yingying about the chain. Bai Yingying was also extremely surprised after hearing it.
Moreover, because of the boss's silence, everyone in the bookstore became silent.
The door of the bookstore was locked by the Taoist priest, so it was inconvenient for any customers to come in at this time. As for ghosts, it made no difference whether the door was open or closed.
He poured himself a glass of water and gave the monkey a handful of peanuts. The old Taoist looked at the boss who was still lowering his head, and suddenly he felt like laughing.
This scene,
It's a bit like the emperor's new clothes.
The boss said he had a chain on his foot.
Can't see,
Can't touch.
Isn’t this a replica of the Emperor’s New Clothes
After returning to the bookstore, Zhou Ze asked the Taoist priest for the talisman paper, found a mirror, and placed it on the ground in front of him. The mirror reflected Zhou Ze's feet.
At the same time, a rusty chain was also revealed.
He exists.
A real existence.
Undoubted existence.
The old Taoist also came over to take a look at first, and Xu Qinglang, Bai Yingying and others also came over to observe, as if they were looking at a new toy.
At least for now, this chain doesn't seem to have any other harm, except making you unhappy.
But Boss Zhou, the person involved, doesn't think so. He doesn't want his feet to be in shackles. Even though they can't be touched and can't be seen normally, he still feels uncomfortable in his heart.
And looking at the image reflected in the mirror with the talisman paper on it, the dirty rust and the pits that make your scalp tingle are even more unacceptable for Boss Zhou, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
To be honest,
If this chain was made of pure gold or silver, or had a trendy anti-design style, Boss Zhou might feel more comfortable, at least he wouldn't feel like a thorn in his side.
"Boss, is it because you were identified as a criminal that there are shackles on your feet
Do you still remember the teacher who committed suicide with a high hat of "beast in human form"
You can’t get his hat off.”
Bai Yingying guessed.
Xu Qinglang nodded beside him, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
Rumors can melt metal; people’s words are scary.
"Impossible, no."
Zhou Ze shook his head and denied this guess.
"The teacher's case was a big hit online at the time, and the public outcry was overwhelming. This time, I was just suspected by some police officers. There is no comparison in terms of scale, and this situation should not have happened."
Yes, because Zhou Ze could also confirm that the chain was not on his body at the beginning, it had moved from far away to near.
The old Taoist came over and pointed at the small mirror in front of Zhou Ze, saying: "Boss, to be honest, I think your chain is pretty cool. Think about it, when you were in Wushuang mode, that look..."
As he spoke, the old Taoist held his arms down with a dull expression, staggering a few times like a zombie, then pointed at his feet and said:
"If there were an extra chain under his feet, he would really look like the crazy Yagami in the King of Fighters game room."
As he spoke, he raised his arms.
Made a burst of energy move,
Then, as if he still had a childlike innocence and was really immersed in the atmosphere of playing arcade games in the game room in the past, he waved his arms back and forth and muttered:
“Obscure… obscure… obscure…”
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at the old Taoist priest who was immersed in his own world, and said:
"Master, the bookstore floor..."
"Ah, Deadpool just cleaned it." The Taoist priest immediately replied. Since Deadpool came along, the Taoist priest's job has become much easier.
"oh."
Zhou Ze nodded and continued:
"Isn't Tongcheng applying to become a sanitary city? Go and clean up the street in front of our bookstore. This is what we citizens should do."
“… …” old Taoist.
Seeing that Zhou Ze was staring at him and didn't seem to be joking, the old Taoist could only pick up the broom and mop with a bitter look on his face and walk out of the bookstore to clean up.
Bai Yingying squatted beside Zhou Ze, massaging his calves with her hands. She pouted and asked, "Boss, what do you think the reason is? Was it someone who framed him?"
"I don't know. I'm a little confused myself right now, so I decided to go back to the detention center and take a look."
As he spoke, Zhou Ze took out the business card that Zhang Yanfeng had given him last night and dialed the number on it.
The call was answered quickly.
A very low voice came from the other side:
"Hello, who is this?"
"The one who was taken to the detention center yesterday." Zhou Ze replied.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"I still want to go in today, can I?"
"You are willing to confess your crime?"
"I am innocent." Zhou Ze repeated.
"Oh."
Zhou Ze patiently said, "To be honest, I am a writer. Last night in the detention center made me feel very inspired. I hope..."
“Beep, beep, beep…”
The person on the other end hung up.
Boss Zhou looked at his phone and suddenly felt confused.
Looking at the old Taoist priest who was sweeping the streets outside, I actually felt that retribution was coming so quickly.
Zhou Ze could only call back again, and the other party answered the phone again, but this time the person on the other end didn't speak first.
"I want to go back to the detention center. I have my reasons, although I know this request is a little unreasonable..."
“Clatter… clatter… clatter… clatter…”
There was a sound from the other end of the phone.
A familiar sound,
But because it was coming through the phone, the sound was a little distorted, but Zhou Ze could be sure that the sound came from there.
"Please continue talking." Zhang Yanfeng seemed to light a cigarette, and when he saw Zhou Ze stopped talking, he urged him.
"Have you recently suffered from insomnia, dreaminess, sweating, waist and leg pain, etc?"
"Oh."
The person on the other end seemed ready to hang up again.
"Have you ever dreamed of having shackles on your feet?" Zhou Ze asked.
The other party was stunned.
Didn't hang up the phone.
It seems that this sentence has touched the other person's heart knot.
After a while,
The response came from the other end of the phone:
"Come to the bureau to find me. I'm in the office."
… … …
It was already evening when Zhou Ze appeared in Zhang Yanfeng's office. Zhang Yanfeng was sitting behind his desk eating the food he got from the cafeteria. He was wolfing down the food while looking at the files in front of him.
When Zhou Ze came in, he pushed the food and files aside and looked at Zhou Ze.
"I want to hear about the anklet."
"I think it's a bit inappropriate to talk to you about such feudal and superstitious things in this environment and in this place while you're wearing a police uniform."
"Okay, I'm off work."
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yanfeng and Zhou Ze, who had changed into casual clothes, walked out of the police station together. The two walked to a small park diagonally opposite the police station, found a bench and sat down.
"Now you don't have to think of me as a policeman anymore. Just think of me as an ordinary person and let's chat." Zhang Yanfeng also took the initiative to hand Zhou Ze a cigarette.
The relationship between the two changed quickly.
Before,
Zhou Ze was inside the iron railings, and he was outside.
And now,
Everyone seems to have become friends.
"Cellmate".
Zhou Ze held a small mirror in his hand with a Taoist talisman paper on it, and then placed the mirror on Zhang Yanfeng's feet.
The street lighting in the park is not very good, it is a bit dim.
But I can still barely see the image in the mirror.
On Zhang Yanfeng's feet,
He was also wearing a pair of shackles, but these shackles were not as thick or long as his own.
Mine is still thicker and longer.
Why is this emotional tendency so weird
"Did you see it?" Zhou Ze looked at Zhang Yanfeng.
Zhang Yanfeng's hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly.
"This is the first time I've seen it properly. Before, I just often dreamed of having an anklet on my foot for more than 20 years."
"So, what bad things have you done in the past?" Zhou Ze asked.
"I have a clear conscience. I am worthy of the police uniform I wear every day and the national emblem on my police cap." Zhang Yanfeng said in a resounding voice, "I have even gradually become accustomed to this kind of dream that happens every now and then. In the dream, I walk around the police station in handcuffs. I think this is more like a wake-up call for me.
It reminds me all the time that my power comes from the people and the country, so I must never cross the line. If I take a wrong step, these shackles will really appear on me in the future."
“Pah pah pah…”
Zhou Ze clapped softly beside him.
"So, this should be a disguised affirmation, just like a medal of bravery. Only good people will have this chain?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
"Let's first solve a historical problem."
Saying,
Zhou Ze pointed the mirror at his feet.
A thick and long iron chain appeared in the mirror.
"Can you now believe that I didn't make drugs or do anything illegal?"
us,
All the same.