Chapter 43: Return to the scene of the incident
I notified the motley crew, unpacked and switched to another hotel that night.
The previous offer from this xx hotel was to waive the cost of my room, and a sincere apology from the duty manager and supervisor together - they were afraid I would go on the internet and talk about it.
The next morning, weedy little road glowing contacted me, and asked if you want to go to the wild donkey island to see the rare? I was also concerned about this matter, so I said to go with. The two of us in the port near the China Resources Plaza convergence, drive to the wild ass island. Car not far, about forty minutes, we crossed the bridge to the island. The island is not big, and soon came to the botanical gardens nearby. However, there were uniformed people in front of the road closure, not allowing people to pass.
Here is more than twenty meters away, a bunch of people at the intersection.
We had no choice but to get out of the car, where we heard numerous good people discussing right and wrong. I crossed over and was ready to go when I was stopped by a policeman who said I couldn't go. I asked why, he said in front of the early yesterday morning bombing, is investigating, idle people hurry away. I have no choice, and miscellaneous small road folded back, asked the people who stretched their necks, what is going on.
A short limbs, reddish rosacea middle-aged man laughed, he quietly said: "Those police coaxed the ghost it, tell you no harm, the day before yesterday there was a ufo event here, the sky has red clouds appeared, ten-meter-long vortex in mid-air rested for a few minutes it was photographed by the people ...... "
Another person immediately interrupted him, said fart, he is the people in this neighborhood, is the botanical gardens here out of the problem, they are here before often haunted, the day before yesterday, ah, is yesterday morning, the flat earth rang a thunder, and then a lot of ceramic jars, which are loaded with the bones of small children, and do not know how many years of death it, this cloudy thunder, countless small ghosts of ghosts climbed out of the ground, then The guy who is looking for Hu Jinrong to claim his life. ......
Another person refuted, said the botanical gardens, glass enclosure room inside the raised a demon tree, specializing in sucking flesh and blood souls for a living. This demon tree bloom flower diameter are full of one meter five, grow and demonic and fragrant, is the orchid like attractive fragrance, this demon tree, every eat ten people's flesh and blood soul, will open a flower, a year to open a flower, open ten years later, will be a fruit, first green, and then will be from green to brown red, and then ripened into a blood of crimson, the process of another ten years. This fruit is a treasure of the world, rumored to be able to prolong life, white bones and flesh, and bring back the dead!
It is really comparable to the ginseng fruit!
A bunch of people chirping and talking, so lively.
At this time, a train fleet line over, the leader is an executive-level limousine Mercedes-Benz s600. the fleet stopped here, the door opened, down a group of people, the leader of a gray hair, suits, dignified, next to someone to welcome the front, in the police to deal with some of the things. Then I saw a thin boy standing quietly not far away.
He wasn't tall, and his body was thin, a stark contrast to the group of big, black suits next to him.
He was only one meter six.
Then, he turned his head and saw me, as well as this weedy little Taoist beside me wearing a green-colored Taoist robe.
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He was a teenager, no older than seventeen, with light blue pupils and a westernized outline, so he should be a hybrid.
Inside his eyes as he looked over, there was a faint sadness, a sadness that flowed against the river. When I locked eyes with him, I just felt that this was a person who came out of idol dramas and comics, and was fundamentally different from mere mortals like me. He looked at me, so I looked at him, four eyes, and after a while, he smiled and actually came over to greet us, "Hello, my name is Kato Harasan, first time meeting, please take care of me."
The people next to us have exclaimed, yo, Japanese oh! --Before the Diaoyu Islands dispute in 2010, many ordinary countrymen were still somewhat curious and friendly to Japanese people.
(ps: Speaking of this, I actually don't really want to talk about what happened next. Why? The above mentioned the 2010 Diaoyu Islands dispute, today there is the East China Sea friction between China and Japan, these two countries have been publicized as "a water under the same roof" are now at odds with each other, now, all the Sino-Japanese topics are national topics - now, some Claptrap, some anachronisms ...... But I'm here in 08, it is indeed a hurdle, do not speak, there are many things missing. So, please be rational and just read a story.)
I nodded, but did not say anything. Weedy Little Road too, squinted at him.
He didn't care and rattled off a bunch of words, we just nodded politely and didn't speak names. After a while, someone over there came to call him, and he bowed politely and left. The two of us went to a less crowded place, and Weed asked me which day the night broke into the botanical garden, was it him? I said yes, looking soft and weak like a girl, but ruthless and ruthless, better than many people.
I still remember Haraji Kato, dressed all in black, forcing the strong man in the botanical garden to go into the glass-enclosed room with a gun to get the crimson fruit, and then spraying the strong man with a spray can until he nearly melted, without even blinking an eye. I had thought he had died or been picked up by the police in the early hours of yesterday morning, but I didn't realize that the boy was alive and well again.
He came in a luxury automobile, following a group of strutting Japanese.
A man with glasses in a suit and shiny shoes was negotiating with the police who had set up a cordon, his tone was rather agitated, he kept saying how Mr. Kato was a bully, and told them to get out of the way, they wanted to go in and find the owner of this botanical garden to complete a deal worth millions of dollars. The police looked embarrassed and were explaining, and a young one in the back was calling for instructions from his superiors.
While this is happening, another Audi arrives.
The car stops, and three people come down, dressed in ordinary clothes, with ordinary looks, the more unusual one is the third one who gets out of the car, who also has long hair in a bun, almost exactly the same as this weedy little man beside me. I turned my head to greet him, I didn't expect this old Xiao actually slipped into the crowd without a word, and it took a while to find him.
He was catatonic and sneaky.
I went over to him and asked him what he was doing. He had met his enemy, right?
He shook his head, put his right hand index on his lips, and then hush, so that I do not make a sound, I was his sneaky look made me laugh, said you stole the chicken? He shook his head and said that he ran into an acquaintance who had a beef and was not good enough to come forward. I looked at the man pulling the hair bun is walking toward the Japanese, said Oh, look at this dress, that is your brother or sister, right, mixed well ah?
Xiao Keming mouth to the side, very disdainful, said bullshit, just a nephew.
I stood in awe, said you can really brag about it.
The three people who came behind are indeed very cattle, looking for the police present to inquire, the leader of a short man in the hands of the documents lit up, and then a few police officers immediately raised his right hand, salute a standard salute. The man then spoke to the Japanese (including the interpreter) in a dignified manner, and the Japanese withdrew unhappily. The man I knew, Officer Shin, and two men with higher ranks than him came running over and warmly took the three of them and exchanged pleasantries for a while.
A few people enthusiastically held hands and chatted for a few moments before heading inside the botanical gardens.
The Mercedes headed back and stopped in front of Xiao Jing Ming and I. Then the elite dressed translator jumped down and walked to me, saying Lu Sang, Xiao Sang, our President Kato has something to please look for you, can we find a quiet place to chat? I was shocked, why? According to reason, here and now I and old Xiao is a role of soy sauce, this guy a mouth called out my last name and his last name, obviously already have some knowledge of us.
No wonder that Japanese kid even ran over to exchange pleasantries with us.
But, I don't know this group of people at all, huh?
Although I know that this group of people, there must be the Japanese who inflated the market price of the ten-year soul restoring grass, as well as the Japanese kid who stole the "Demon Tree" fruit in the early hours of yesterday morning, but we really haven't met in person. Simply by translating this sentence, I have a feeling of being exposed, as if going out with no clothes on, being seen through.
This person is a bit overbearing, I originally did not want to agree, however, next to me, Xiao Keming decisively replied, "Accompanying chatting can be, charged by the minute, 10 dollars a minute, the price is fair, fair and square, 20% discount for two people." The interpreter obviously froze for a moment, holding up his glasses, said Mr. Xiao you're not kidding, right? Xiao Keming shrugged his shoulders and said Everyone is very busy, the consultation fee and so on, naturally there is still a - oh ......
He paused and added, it is dollars Oh.
