On the steps of the flower bed in front of the hospital, Zhou Ze sat there silently, staring at his feet.
Actually..,
At this time, you couldn't see anything at all. You couldn't even touch it, but the scene in the mirror had already explained everything.
This chain was on his ankle, and the sound he had heard indirectly was actually the sound caused by his own walking.
However, there was one thing that Zhou Ze did not understand. When he was in the detention center last night, he had clearly heard a sound in the corridor outside. This at least proved that the chain was not on his feet at that time.
Then, this also meant that in the short moment when the sound of the chain suddenly appeared around him, someone, or something, had tied the chain to his feet.
And he, on the other hand, did not notice it at all. In fact, if the old priest had not stuck the talisman paper in his crotch on the mirror when he was peeing, it was very likely that he would not have realized that he had been desperately running to find the chain.
It was on his body!
He took a taxi again and returned to the bookstore. Zhou Ze sat down behind the bar counter.
He was not in the mood to take a shower and call Bai Yingying upstairs to sleep with him,
Nor was he in the mood to fiddle with the spider lilies juice,
Nor was he in the mood to read the newspaper, drink coffee and bask in the sun,
From time to time, he would lower his head and look at his feet,
Then from time to time, he would raise his head,
Look at the sky,
In short, it was very melancholy.
The old priest told Bai Yingying about the chain. After Bai Yingying heard it, she was also inexplicably surprised.
Moreover, because of the boss's silence, everyone in the bookstore was also very silent.
The door of the bookstore was locked by the old priest first. It was not convenient for any customers to come in at this time. As for ghosts, there was no difference whether the door was open or closed for ghosts who wanted to come in.
He poured himself a glass of water and gave monkey a handful of peanuts. The old priest looked at the boss who was still lowering his head and suddenly wanted to laugh.
This scene..,
Was a little like the Emperor's new clothes.
The boss said that there was a chain on his feet,
He couldn't see it,
He couldn't touch it,
Wasn't it a replica of the Emperor's new clothes?
After returning to the bookstore, Zhou Ze asked for the talisman paper from the old priest. He 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 revealed,
His existence.
It truly existed.
An unquestionable existence.
The old Daoist priest also came over to take a look. Xu Qinglang, Bai Yingying, and the others also came over to take a look, as if they were looking at a novel thing.
At least for now, the chain didn't seem to have any other harmful effects other than making you unhappy.
However, as the person involved, boss Zhou didn't think so. He didn't want his feet to be shackled. Even if he couldn't touch them or see them normally, there was a knot in his heart.
Moreover, looking at the scene reflected in the mirror with the talisman paper, the dirty rust and the potholes that made one's scalp tingle, it was even more difficult for boss Zhou, who was obsessed with cleanliness, to accept.
To tell the truth,
If this chain was made of pure gold or pure silver, or used a more fashionable anti-design style, boss Zhou might feel more comfortable. At least he didn't feel like there was a thorn in his back.
"Boss, is it because you are identified as a criminal, so there are shackles on your feet?
Do you still remember the teacher who committed suicide while wearing the "beast in human face" hat?
You can't get his hat off. "
Bai Yingying guessed.
Xu Qinglang nodded at the side. It seemed that there was indeed such a thing.
Everyone's mouths were gold, and human words were fearsome.
"That's impossible. It can't be."
Zhou Ze shook his head and denied this guess,
"The matter with that teacher was very fermented on the Internet at that time. The public's emotions were turbulent. This time, it was just some police officers who suspected me. There was no way to compare the size. This shouldn't have happened."
Yes, because Zhou Ze could still confirm that this chain wasn't on his body at the beginning. It had once approached from afar.
The old Daoist priest came over and pointed at the small mirror in front of Zhou Ze. "Boss, to be honest, I think your chain is quite handsome. Think about it, when you opened Wushuang, you looked like that..."
As he spoke, the old Daoist priest's arms drooped down. His expression was dull, and he swayed a few times like a zombie. Then, he pointed at his feet and said,
"If there was another chain under my feet at this time, it would be very similar to the crazy eight gods of the King of Fighters in the game room."
As he spoke, the old Daoist priest propped himself up with his arms,
He made a gesture of exploding energy,
Then, as if he was still a child, or as if he was really immersed in the atmosphere of playing arcade games in the game room, he waved his arms back and forth and muttered,
"Obscure... obscure... obscure..."
Zhou Ze turned his face and looked at the old Daoist priest who was immersed in his own world. At the same time, he said,
"Old Daoist, the floor of the bookstore …"
"Ah, the death attendant just cleaned it," the old Daoist priest immediately replied. Ever since he had the death attendant, the old Daoist priest's work had become much easier.
"Oh."
Zhou Ze nodded and continued,
"Isn't Tongcheng in Shenchuang Sanitary City? Go and clean the street in front of our bookstore. This is what we citizens should do."
"..." the old Daoist priest.
Seeing that Zhou Ze had been staring at him and did not seem to be joking, the old Daoist priest could only pick up the broom and mop with a bitter expression and walk out of the bookstore to clean up.
Bai Yingying squatted beside Zhou Ze and massaged Zhou Ze's calves with her hands. She pouted and asked, "Boss, what do you think the reason is? Someone framed you?"
"I'm not sure. I'm also a little confused right now, so I've 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 called the number on it.
The call was quickly connected,
A low voice came from the other end:
"Hello, who is this?"
"The one who entered the detention center yesterday," Zhou Ze replied.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"I want to go in again today. Can I?"
"Are you willing to confess your crimes?"
"I didn't commit any crimes," Zhou Ze repeated.
"Heh."
Zhou Ze patiently said, "To be honest, I'm a writer. Staying in the detention center last night made me feel very inspired. I hope..."
"Du du du..."
The other party hung up the phone.
Boss Zhou looked at his phone and suddenly felt at a loss.
Looking at the old Daoist priest who was huffing and puffing as he cleaned the street, he actually felt that retribution had come so quickly.
Zhou Ze could only call back again. The other party picked up the phone again, but this time, the other end of the phone did not speak first.
"I want to go back to the detention center. I have my reasons, although I know this request is a little unreasonable..."
"Hualala... Hualala... Hualala... Hualala..."
A sound came from the other end of the phone,
It was a familiar sound,
But because it came through the phone, the sound was a little distorted, but Zhou Ze was sure that the sound came from the other side.
"Continue." Zhang Yanfeng seemed to have lit a cigarette. Seeing that Zhou Ze did not speak, he urged.
"Have you had insomnia and dreams recently, sweating from weakness, or pain in your waist and legs?"
"Heh."
The other party seemed to be about to hang up again.
"Have you ever dreamed that there were shackles on your feet?" Zhou Ze asked.
The other party was stunned,
He did not hang up the phone,
It was as if this sentence had poked at a knot in the other party's heart,
After a while,
A response came from the other end of the phone:
"Come to the station to find me. I'm in the office."
… …
When Zhou Ze appeared in Zhang Yanfeng's office, it was already night. Zhang Yanfeng was sitting behind his desk eating the food he had ordered from the cafeteria. As he wolfed down the food, he looked at the file in front of him.
When Zhou Ze came in, he pushed the food and file aside and looked at Zhou Ze.
"I want to hear about the ankle bracelet."
"I feel that in this environment, in this place, and when you're wearing a police uniform, it's a little inappropriate to tell you about such feudal superstitions."
"Okay, I'm off work."
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yanfeng and Zhou Ze, who had changed into civilian clothes, walked out of the police station together. The two of them walked to a small park diagonally opposite the police station, found a bench, and sat down.
"You can treat me not as a police officer now, but as an ordinary person. Let's have a chat." Zhang Yanfeng even took the initiative to hand Zhou Ze a cigarette.
The relationship between the two of them changed very quickly,
Before that..,
Zhou Ze was inside the iron railing, and he was outside,
And now..,
Everyone seemed to have become friends,
"Cellmate.".
Zhou Ze held a small mirror in his hand. There was an old priest's talisman on it. Then, he placed the mirror on Zhang Yanfeng's feet.
The light from the street lamps in the park was not very good. It was a little dim,
But he could still barely see the scene in the mirror,
On Zhang Yanfeng's feet..,
It was also shackled, but this shackle was not as thick or long as his own.
His own was thicker and longer.
Why was this emotional tendency so strange?
"Did you see it?" Zhou Ze looked at Zhang Yanfeng.
Zhang Yanfeng's hand, which was holding the cigarette, trembled slightly.
"This is the first time I've seen it seriously. In the past, I often dreamed that I had an ankle bracelet on my feet. It's been more than twenty years."
"So, what have you done in the past?" Zhou Ze asked.
"I have a clear conscience. I'm worthy of the police uniform I wear every day. I'm worthy of the national emblem on my police cap," Zhang Yanfeng said firmly.
Zhang Yanfeng said firmly. "I've even slowly gotten used to this kind of dream. In the dream, I'm walking in the police station with shackles on. I feel like this is more like a wake-up call for me.
It constantly reminds me that my power comes from the people, from the country, so I must not cross the line. As long as I take one wrong step, this shackle will really appear on my body in the future. "
"Clap Clap Clap..."
Zhou Ze applauded lightly at the side,
"So, this should be a disguised affirmation, just like the medal of the brave. Only good people will have this chain?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
"Let's solve a historical problem first."
As he said that,
Zhou Ze aimed the mirror at his feet,
A thick and long chain appeared in the mirror,
"Now you can believe that I didn't make drugs or do anything illegal, right?"
We..,