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Text Chapter 1 [The disappeared Wang Ziqiang]

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    This is an overly clean room.  The layout of the house is simple, with a light-colored double sofa and a not-too-large glass coffee table in front of it. Opposite the coffee table is a TV cabinet. However, because the room is too small, the distance between the TV and the sofa is really not far. You only need to lean forward slightly.  You can reach the DVD player under the TV cabinet.  The autumn afternoon sunlight slanted in through the window, illuminating a few specks of dust floating in the air.

    Behind the sofa is a row of wood-colored bookshelves. Books of all sizes are arranged according to their size. The bottom row of the bookshelf contains all kinds of DVDs collected by the owner. The identical disc packaging allows them to be arranged in a row.  After that, they seem to be a whole, but if you look closely at these discs, you will find that the dozen or so discs placed side by side on the left are different from other discs. The owner of the disc box has marked the same mark with a red marker.  The positions are marked and arranged to form an exact red line, but what do these marked discs represent?  Perhaps only the owner of the disc knows.  Wang Ziqiang is thirty-five years old this year. He is a clerk in the community office. He is thin, fair-skinned, and even a little lackluster. He is a very ordinary person. If he has any characteristic, it is probably his respect for a clean and tidy environment.  Obsessive-compulsive symptoms.

    It is precisely because of this that his wife, who couldn't stand his mysophobia a few years ago, finally broke out one morning. These small flaws that seemed cute when they were in love were infinitely magnified after marriage, which caused their relationship to take a turn for the worse.  , finally ended with a divorce agreement after three months of quarrel.

    After all this was over, Wang Ziqiang gave up the real estate, took his luggage and left the home that was once infinitely sweet to him.  Then he took out a loan to buy this single house, which was only 40 square meters. Although the house was small, Wang Ziqiang regained his freedom and comfort here, and had a space where he could completely make decisions by himself.  After Wang Ziqiang's maintenance, PM2.5 in his house was significantly lower than 0.08.

    At this moment, Wang Ziqiang, who got off work early, was walking through a busy and slightly dirty street. This is a famous grocery street in the city. Used books, antiques, flowers and birds, small electronic products, everything you need in life can be seen here.  , Wang Ziqiang was holding his slightly old but spotless leather briefcase that he had wiped with one hand, and with the other hand he was trying to resist the passers-by who frequently passed by him. They didn't seem to hate friction between strangers as much as he did.  Finally, Wang Ziqiang breathed a sigh of relief and arrived at the destination of his trip, a slightly dilapidated audio and video store. With the popularity of the Internet and various digital electronic devices, these shops that make a living selling audio tapes and DVDs are gradually fading out of people's sights.  Sight.  Wang Ziqiang swallowed, stretched out his hand, grabbed the dusty handle, opened the door and walked in.

    The waiter in the store was not particularly excited when he saw a customer coming. At this moment, he was working hard at the computer at the cashier counter near the door. The fierce sound of gunfire in the game came out through the inferior speakers, echoing in the slightly empty store.  .  Wang Ziqiang didn't make any pause, just like the waiter at the door never raised his eyelids to look at him.  But this is exactly what Wang Ziqiang hopes. He doesn't want others to know the purpose of coming here.

    I hurriedly came to a corner where a large number of discs were piled up. Most of the covers of these discs that were randomly thrown in cartons showed some restricted scenes, foreign women with bare breasts, looking at those who came to choose in confusion.  of guests.  Wang Ziqiang pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, looked around and saw that there were no other customers in the store, and then knelt down to make a selection.  Wang Ziqiang knew that these discs were actually pirated. After downloading and burning them from the Internet and then simply packaging them, a disc worth a few cents would openly increase in value by ten or twenty times.

    Wang Ziqiang, who was selecting the cover content, did not expect that in addition to these pornographic films, the shop owner also produced some other best-selling CDs.  And the seemingly new disc box he was holding in his hand actually contained a copy of "Resident Evil" that was picked up by mistake by an absent-minded waiter during sorting.  This was not a big deal to other customers. At most, they came over to exchange the disc after discovering that the product was wrong. But for Wang Ziqiang, this wrongly installed disc would be the end of his life in an hour.

    Finally finishing shopping on this street that made him so upset, he hurried back home. Holding back the urgency in his heart, Wang Ziqiang took a shower first, threw the clothes he changed into the washing machine and pressed the wash button.  , changed into a pair of comfortable pajamas, and with a refreshing look, he finally sat in front of the sofa, turned on the DVD player, and put the CD he just bought into it. As soon as he pushed the DVD into the compartment, before the subtitles at the beginning of the disc ended,  Wang Ziqiang couldn't wait to press the enter button. As a blue halo filled the room, Wang Ziqiang disappeared from his position.

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    this is oneThe room is a bit clean, uh~, wait a minute, although this room is still tidy, it is no longer as clean as it was a month ago. A thin layer of dust fell on the neat furniture arranged in the room that has been unoccupied for a long time.  , the sun shines in from the window, leaving no trace of the fluttering particles in the air. The DVD player that has not been turned off has finished playing the movie. At this moment, the blue English letters on the display bar are shining as always, and the TV's  The screen also displays a blue screen color, and it is still on tenaciously even after such a long time.  The remote control of the DVD player was thrown on the sofa, but the owner was missing next to it.

    Suddenly there was a strange rattling sound from the door, as if someone was opening the door, but the key didn't work very well. The sound lasted for about ten seconds, and with a click, the door finally opened reluctantly.  The person behind the door cautiously and gently pushed open a gap. After waiting for a while, he opened the door completely. The person who pushed the door and walked in was a young man wearing a black leather jacket, who looked about twenty-five or six years old.  , about 1.80 meters tall, slightly thin, wearing a black leather jacket and slightly tight jeans. He has neat short hair. The young man's face has sharp edges and corners, and the end of his straight nose is slightly raised.  The tip of his nose and his thin lips formed a slightly raised arc. This person has the style of a protagonist.

    Zhan Shaocheng pushed the door open and walked in. He stretched out his fingers and scratched the surface of the furniture. The accumulated dust proved his suspicion. The owner of the house had obviously not been at home for a long time. This made Zhan Shaocheng's mouth curl up with an evil smile.  From now on he will take over as the temporary owner.  Putting a pile of letters signed by Wang Ziqiang under his arm on the cabinet next to the sofa, Zhan Shaocheng first went to the kitchen to take a look. He opened the refrigerator and raised his eyebrows in appreciation. The owner took his germophilia to the extreme.  The food and drinks were neatly stacked there, making it look like you were in a supermarket.  Except for a plate of cucumber scrambled eggs that seemed to have been there for a long time.  After choosing a can of beer, Mr. Zhan pulled the tab and began to visit the house while sipping. Mr. Zhan liked to get more information through observation so that he could decide when to withdraw.  However, the result this time made him somewhat strange. The owner's keys and briefcase were hanging on the wall next to the door. The black leather of the briefcase had evenly fallen a layer of dust, making it look even older. The owner's wardrobe  All the clothes were there, and the suitcases were neatly placed aside. It didn’t look like they were on a long trip or a business trip. Besides being neat and tidy, the other things in the house also showed that the owner was not ready to leave for a long time.  In the washing machine in the bathroom, there are clothes that the owner has washed and haven't had time to dry yet. The TV and DVD player opposite the sofa are both turned on. There are also leftovers left by the owner in the refrigerator in the kitchen. It seems that he plans to  Eat it the next morning, but now it seems that the owner did something very right and wrapped the dish with plastic wrap, otherwise the whole refrigerator will probably smell like food. Mr. Zhan glanced around strangely,  Everything in the house showed that the owner suddenly went out after washing clothes and never came back.

    It seems that he can stay here temporarily for a while. Mr. Zhan feels a little helpless. He has made his biggest business of the year, but he can't bear to live in such a hiding place.  Picking up the photo frame on the desk, Mr. Zhan looked at Wang Ziqiang's slightly dull eyes, raised his beer glass and touched the photo frame to say hello to the owner.  After taking a look around the house, as expected, apart from a small amount of cash and ID cards in the briefcase, there were also more cards and bankbooks that were impossible to cash out. However, Mr. Zhan was not disappointed. Anyway, this time it was nothing.  I just wanted to find a temporary place to stay away from the limelight.
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