There may be hurricanes on the calm sea at any time, such as the financial crisis in 2008. But after all, it gradually subsided with the stability of house prices in the United States, just like no matter how big the storm is, it can't keep tossing.

In the sea, the most terrible thing is always the hidden reefs in the invisible places, hidden out of people's sight, deeply pressed on the bottom of the sea, like the legendary monsters that devour people's souls.

Anjie asked for help and dropped out of school on the ground of "too much mental pressure leads to poor health". Those false, crumbling calm finally all away from him.

Li is like a shadow that can't be thrown away, lurking in the dark place, slowly moving over, waiting for the chance to let him kill with one blow, unable to defend.

He sat by the window blankly. The sun was shining outside, and it leaked through the early summer shade. The ground was mottled, like an abstract painting. The rain that had just fallen made the long gray sky of Beijing finally see a blue background, which was extremely clean.

However, it is such a city that people die every day.

Chen Fugui finally explained the results of Jiang's experiment. It is said that although the insect has the habit of sucking the brains of animals, after eating it, it will secrete some psychedelic agent, which is more than two or three times more effective than marijuana. The ingredients are unknown. The most important thing is that this strange and terrible insect has a very fast proliferation ability, and is easy to cultivate, and the requirement of culture medium is not high.

This means that this brand-new drug has a predictable and extremely low cost. Once it goes on the market, what can be made can not be simply described as "profiteering".

Chen Fugui almost wanted to give up this deadly insect as his ancestor. No wonder he refused to say it again and again.

Zhai Haidong immediately asked people to secretly monitor the whole drug market, as well as all kinds of places where people were drunk and dreamt of death.

More and more people are being brainwashed, and it is strange that these people happen to be those who linger in major gangs all the year round and do nothing. Even if they are missing, they are not likely to be found.

At the beginning, the strange corpse really alarmed the police, but slowly, the other party became more and more hidden. In the end, it was almost difficult for Anjie to find the corpse, except that every once in a while, someone would pack the seven heads together and send them to the police, and the corpses had no idea in which sewer they were feeding the mice.

Hallucinogens... Hallucinogens

Anjie is sure that the significance of the sequin to R Lee is not simply that of hallucinogens. He can probably feed a lot of this stuff from the number of dead people, and the high quality hallucinogens that he can produce may subvert the underground drug market in the whole Chinese mainland. Such a big piece of temptation, if Li still want to get his old glory, it is impossible to give up.

But up to now, Zhai Haidong's people have not found any sign of this new drug coming into the market.

Panic spreads in this circle. Even if they indulge and squander their lives, it doesn't mean they want to die.

Anjie thinks that most of Li's secrets seem to have been presented in front of us. It's just a small piece that can't be spelled out completely. Everything seems to be separated by a layer of fog.

He stood up with a sigh, and the hot wind poured into the open window. There was a lot of noise downstairs. Anjie subconsciously looks up at the wall clock in the living room, and silently counts down the clock. There is about half a minute left

Sure enough, the watch that told the time for you before CCTV news was broken, and Mo Cong was never half a second late. Anjie didn't move his steps, but his door opened automatically. Don't pull the key out of the door naturally and put it in his pocket. There is a plastic bag hanging on his little finger. The fish in it is probably still alive, fluttering twice from time to time. Another hand carrying a huge supermarket bag, with feet to close the door, a series of actions at one go.

Anjie recalled with grief how he was bewitched by the weak expression of the son of a bitch at that time? When the landlord came to match the key, he watched helplessly as he left a bunch of backup files. From then on, his own territory was like a deserted place for Mo Cong.

Xiaojin saw him that day, without saying a word, she burst into his arms and cried. She was so heartbroken that she let Anjie coax her for half a night. She didn't know who stabbed her. Now the two sisters have been sent to the drunken snake for the time being. There is a temporary suspension procedure in the school, and a special tutor is invited to take charge of the courses of the two girls. However, for the sake of safety, personal freedom has been slightly restricted.

Mo Cong is the only one who lives in the house opposite the door... Anjie can imagine Mo Cong's smiling and contented face without looking back. It said that it was to save the fire, so she came to borrow the kitchen.

Why don't you be a little more careful?

Mo rushed to throw a pile of things into the kitchen, looked back at Anjie, slightly frowned: "you don't have a cold, how can you still blow?"

As soon as Anjie's nose itched, he didn't know how. He turned his head to sneeze and said, "I'm choking and I have to starve to death."

Don't blink, the corner of the mouth secretly raised a little effort to suppress the smile, turned into the kitchen: "then light point, I bought a fish, fish soup?"

"Make your own. I won't eat any more." Anjie walked lazily to the bedroom, his nose was stuffed dizzy, and a hot cold was a sin. When he passed the kitchen, he glanced in carelessly. He saw Mo Cong holding a kitchen knife, slashing the devil's head with a big knife, holding up his hands and biting his teeth.

When I'm a fish butcher, even the real "fish" brother has to make a splash. In addition to the fish scale, don't rush to chop it. The blade just slipped away from the fish and almost fell into the chopping board. He cut a big hole on the fish and made it bloody.

Anjie can't bear to feel that she almost wants to turn her face. Mo looked back, embarrassed and innocent. He pulled out the knife and said in a low voice: "the first time, er... I didn't know it was so slippery..."

Anjie pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed: "do you three order takeout besides being vegetarian at home?"

Mo Cong lowered his head slightly and looked at the dying fish with blood bubbles. He seemed to smile. His expression was a little wrong. He said softly, "ordinary food can make it, but in the past, this kind of thing was only made by my father when he came home from vacation..."

Anjie was stunned.

Mo Cong shook his head: "forget it, you'd better order takeout. Which one would you like to eat..."

Before he had finished speaking, Anjie had already entered the kitchen, held down the dying fish and held out his hand to him

Mo looked at him in a daze. Anjie grabbed the kitchen knife in his hand and nodded at the kitchen door: "go wash your hands and wait to eat. Don't make trouble here."

Mo Cong leaned against the doorframe and watched him stab the fish who finally got to his destination. When Anjie turned around and was too busy to see, he showed a smile that was not so kind.

Facts have proved that a bachelor who has been alone for many years can still see his craft in order to maintain the basic human life.

This table is full of meat, soup and vegetables. Don't run around like a jerk to serve food. After thinking about it, Anjie felt that even if he had no appetite, he would lose money even if he didn't eat a mouthful. So he sat down and filled himself with a bowl of soup.

The living room is very quiet. I can only hear the occasional collision of tableware and the clock hanging on the wall step by step. It's very quiet. The lazy and unhurried atmosphere of summer afternoon spreads. Mo Cong felt that his sweat was gone, even if the air conditioner was not on.

He secretly looked at the person opposite, Anjie lowered his eyebrows. He didn't know if it was because of his bad appetite, perfunctory eating, half dead and half dead, like a few grains of rice... But Mo Cong just felt that from his point of view, this sluggish and half dead Anjie had a kind of picturesque static feeling, especially good-looking.

If we can do this all the time, he thought, even in silence.

But it's a pity that there is no shortage of people in this world. Mo Cong never found the sound of the broken phone in Anjie's living room so annoying. After listening to the caller ID number, Anjie put down his bowl: "it's like a drunk snake."

He picked it up, first with a "um" sound, then frowning more and more tightly, and finally with a thick nasal voice said: "I know, this is the past." It was hung up.

He took a paper towel from the tea table to wipe his mouth and said to Mo Cong, "you eat first, I'll go out."

"What's the matter?"

"The drunken snake sent out the notice to find something..." Anjie paused, as if hesitated for a moment, and swallowed the words behind.

After a second reading, Mo Cong immediately understood: "you are talking about the paper published by my father more than 20 years ago?" He pulled the grill into his mouth three and two and made a quick decision. "I'll go with you." Young face with the insistence, Anjie looked at him, did not say anything, is tacit consent.

He has acquiesced in too many things, such as Mo Cong's involvement in this matter in the name of his father, for example, Mo Cong's blatant approach although he did not speak.

Two people ran out without cleaning up their dishes. Anjie stood under the tree by the side of the road, waiting for Mo to drive the car out of the garage. All of a sudden, someone called him gently, a little uncertain.

As soon as Anjie looked up, it was Yang Jinling standing opposite. He was stunned and quickly adjusted his expression: "go to school? It's early. "

Yang Jinling's face was flushed by the heat of early summer, and a little sweat came out of her forehead and nose. The little girl came to him with a big, almost surprised smile on her undisguised face. But when she said it, it was like a mosquito humming: "well, the college entrance examination is coming."

Before Anjie could say anything, she thought of something and asked anxiously, "why don't you go to school? I heard you dropped out? Why? Are you not going to take the college entrance examination? "

"Ah... Yes, I'm not very well recently," said Anjie, turning his head and coughing a few times. "I've been running to the hospital recently." that's true. He avoided Yang Jinling's big black-and-white glasses and said bluntly, "it's estimated that the college entrance examination can't play any role. It's better to go next year."

Yang Jinling asked again: "then... Where do you want to apply next year?"

I don't know if I can live to next year. Anjie thought pessimistically. Looking at the girl's eager look, she said half jokingly, "it's nothing good, or do you want to make do at Tsinghua? I don't think so. "

Yang Jinling, however, did not know why. Her expression was obviously disappointed. She gave a low "Oh" and gave the name of a school: "my first wish was Tsinghua, Tsinghua..." she grinned, as if she wanted to smile, but she didn't succeed. "I can't pass the exam."

Anjie is speechless. He says that the girl is true. He gives her a stick as a needle: "I don't mind if I go to Tsinghua University, but other schools may have more opinions..." he touches his nose. "What's going on next year, I'll talk about it next year."

From the corner of his eye, he saw that Mo Cong's car had already come out and stopped at a small intersection not far from them. Anjie felt that Mo Cong's look through the windshield was somewhat embarrassing and strange. He coughed lightly, ignored the uneasiness in his heart, and quickly said to Yang Jinling, "well, I have something to do in the afternoon. I'll go to the hospital later. I'll go first. I wish you a good result in the exam."

"Anjie..."

"Well?"

"The money for my father's treatment, I..."

"I'm not a rent shark. What's the rush? Wait until your dad's all right. " Anjie's two words have gone a long way. She waved her back to her.

Yang Jinling watched him get into a car, and then ran quickly from his eyes. He didn't know why, but was disappointed. She stood in the same place for a while, turned to go to school, but suddenly found that she did not know when to start behind, standing a blonde foreigner, she almost ran into each other. Yang Jinling was startled and said "sorry" in a low voice, intending to go around.

But I heard the foreigner spit out a sentence in Chinese, he said: "you seem... Very unwilling."

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Speaking of Keynes in class today, our Momo teacher said that Keynes was a homosexual before he was thirty-five years old. The love letter he wrote was too numb. There are boys under the strange laughter, Momo teacher said, laugh what? At that time, the historical environment was that homosexuality was popular, and it was the symbol of superior people.

So I laughed strangely... I was from the classical school