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No one lives forever - another version Chapter 10 Catching Cicadas

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    The stench released by turning the freezer on and off was slowly dissipating. Wang Zhi sat on the steps of the stairs bored, looking through the things found by the police.  The first murder was so painful that it caused selective amnesia.  The second murder was so horrifying that I burst into tears and vomited to the point of breaking my heart.  The third murder was still nauseating, but I couldn¡¯t vomit it out, but I still felt very uneasy.  By the tenth or twentieth time, I still felt uncomfortable, but I had begun to accept it indifferently and took it for granted.  This may be growth, or it may be degeneration.  But Wang Zhi understood that he had gradually transformed into a sophisticated vampire.  The original world has collapsed, and he still doesn't know the answer to what this new world rebuilt with blood will look like.  The vampire himself is full of mystery and magic that cannot be explained by the world he knows.  What kind of life is a vampire?  What is that blood jade?  Are there other monsters in this world?  When he was conscious, he had been thinking about these issues over and over again.  Are the descriptions of vampires in those novels and movies correct?  What else can I do?  Are garlic, holy water and crosses the nemesis of vampires?  Is there a Holy See and are there cultivators?  Are there any werewolves?  The most important question is - are there other vampires?  Confused, scared, and lonely, he suddenly began to long for companions.  Why did I become a vampire?  Why didn't anyone guide me and tell me the secret of vampires?  Why can't I control my will?  There are too many reasons filling his mind, making him even more confused and irritable.  The guilt of killing people became weaker and weaker.  Can I turn someone into a vampire?  One day, this idea suddenly appeared in his mind, almost making him unable to extricate himself.  My wife and daughter, they love me so much, if I make them like me, we can be together forever.  he said to himself.  But then he remembered his own pain. Was it just because of his desire for his companions that he dragged them into such an abyss?  He imagined his daughter's little body lying on the corpse, sucking, and then turning to smile at him with her face covered in blood, and he screamed in fear.  "No, no way!!" But such thoughts would always reappear like ghosts, tangled in his mind, making him miserable.  When he left home, he didn't think about leaving a letter.  However, he could not think of anything he could write.  It¡¯s impossible to lie about going on a business trip. His phone couldn¡¯t be reached. His employer must have called Li Mi a long time ago.  He hasn't been to work for so many days, and the procedures for firing him may have been completed by now.  So what can he say?  Sorry, I love you very much, but I became a vampire.  For you I have no choice but to leave.  Such letters will only make things worse.  How about making up an excuse to leave?  Sorry, I am tired of my current life and decided to leave you to find my dreams.  The daughter will hate him forever, and the wife will blame herself all the time, hoping to understand where she went wrong.  This will ruin their future lives.  So he chose not to say anything and left quietly.  Saying nothing means saying a lot and opening up endless possibilities.  It may make them more painful and sad at first, but after a period of time, they will always find reasons to comfort themselves and start a new life.  Wang Zhi thought so, and it also gave him hope.  Maybe one day he will learn to control himself, hide himself, and live like a normal person.  By that time, he will definitely be able to find a reasonable reason, beg their forgiveness, and let everything go back to where it started.  He hoped so.  The policeman¡¯s name is Li Weiguo, and his ID card says he was born locally in 1956.  Judging from the photo in the wallet, he has an ordinary-looking wife and a rebellious daughter.  His income may not be much, because he only has more than 300 yuan in his wallet, and he has no credit cards or membership cards.  His clothes looked like they had been worn for several years, and the white shirt had many stains that couldn't be washed out.  In the chest pocket of his shirt was a neatly folded newspaper wrapped in plastic wrap.  Wang Zhi read the title and found that it was a report about the selection of good people in K City by the K City Daily three years ago.  Li Weiguo is the only civil servant inside.  "A hero in an ordinary position, the 'anti-pocket-pocket expert' Li Weiguo" Wang ??He didn't dare to read the contents carefully. He was afraid that he would hate himself and do something crazy again.  Why is he carrying this newspaper?  Wang Zhi looked at his dull expression in the photo and guessed that he was not the kind of person who showed off everywhere.  Perhaps this is the only thing he is proud of in his life.  Perhaps this is his motivation to remain an ordinary good person in the face of an increasingly crazy and impetuous society.  Wang Zhi imagined this scene: an aging low-level police officer secretly took out this newspaper when no one was around, re-read the familiar words on it, with a happy and proud smile on his face.  Then he folded it carefully, put it into his pocket, and continued walking forward There was a lighter in his pocket, so he took it out.  The newspaper turned into ashes little by little, and then a gust of wind blew, breaking into many pieces and flying without a trace.  "Where are you?" Wang Zhi asked angrily.  Even if he were an ordinary person, he would be angry if he was let go two nights in a row.  What¡¯s more, he is not a human at this time.  "He'll be there soon." The man seemed to be gloating on the phone, which made Wang Zhi begin to wonder if he had dialed the wrong number and was beaten hard.     All right.  Wait until 11 o'clock and then look for other prey, he said to himself.  There are no people in the square anymore.  Under the dim light, Wang Zhi took out a Dopod mobile phone and browsed the Internet to read the news.  There was no news worth noting. What happened in the hospital that day did not appear, and not even a word appeared on the network, which is famous for its exposure. This really surprised him.  "Other things are boring. For a vampire, except for murders and car accidents that may involve himself, there seems to be nothing that can attract him.  He used to like watching sports news and entertainment reports, but now those things seem boring and too far away from him.  The battery symbol at the top of the screen flashed a few times to remind him to charge. He sighed, turned off the screen and raised his head.  Are you going to throw it away again?  He was a little unsure.  He liked this phone very much, but there was no power supply in the factory and there was no way to charge it, so he could only keep using the victim's phone.  After all is said and done, you still need to get a car. If you have a car, you can use it to charge it.  You can even use a computer.  In the past, he could be said to be a standard Internet bug. After being away from the Internet for so many days, he missed it a little eagerly.  Li Mi is also an Internet bug. She likes to blog. She often posts proud photos on the Internet and shares her happiness and sadness with strangers on the Internet.  She always thought that Wang Zhi didn't know, but in fact Wang Zhi had already registered a special account and left messages in her space every day.  They also became good friends who talked about everything on the Internet.  Having not been online for so many days, I wonder if she has written anything?  He can¡¯t comfort her as a husband, but can he comfort her as a netizen?  He was in a daze for a while, then looked down at the phone again.  Just as he was about to take out Li Weiguo's old mobile phone and replace it with a card, someone walked up to him.  "Are you buying a car?" The voice was familiar and he raised his head.  It was a man in his thirties, wearing a gray-black T-shirt and blue jeans. He looked very smart.  He had an impression of this man. He walked back and forth in front of him several times last night and tonight.  "It's me." He replied angrily.  "What happened yesterday? Are you kidding me?" "Sorry, in this kind of business, you can never be too careful." The man said with a smile.  "But don't worry, the goods are definitely good." "It's best!" He stood up.  "Where can I go to see the goods?" "Where's the money?" the man asked.  Wang Zhi laughed.  "Do you think I'm a fool? When you see the goods, I'll take you to the teller machine to transfer money." The man drove a 60%-new Blue Bird sedan, and there were two people in the car, who kept staring at Wang Zhi eagerly.  The car drove around the streets several times, finally got on the Second Ring Road Elevated Highway, and finally arrived at a small repair shop in the western suburbs.  "This is it." The man got out of the car first, and someone had already closed the door of the repair shop.  Wang Zhi listened and saw that there were 3 people in the room, 7 in total.  "Where's the car?" he asked the man.  A woman walked out of the office on the second floor of the repair shop with her arms folded. He thought she must be the woman who answered the phone.  "They are all here, you can choose for yourself." The man motioned to one of his men to open the rolling shutter door of the workshop. There were densely packed cars inside, some old and new. Wang Zhi also saw several high-end cars.??Car.  A young man who looked like a gangster was shining a large flashlight on a corner on the right.  "The Mitsubishi cars are all over there." Wang Zhi nodded and walked over with them.  The condition of the car was better than expected. Wang Zhi chose one of the three old Mitsubishi off-road vehicles and had someone apply for the license plate for him.  The original license plate on the car has been removed and the date cannot be seen.  "There won't be any trouble, right?" He stood side by side with the man and declined the cigarette he offered.  ¡°Look at our size!¡± the man said proudly.  "More than a hundred cars go out a year, and I have never heard of any trouble. If so, you are very unlucky and parked with a car with the same license plate." Another person came over with a driving license and handed it to  he.  "Look at the workmanship, it's no different from the real thing!" Wang Zhi flipped through it casually and felt that he couldn't see the problem, so he nodded.  Then he asked: "Then if you leave any trace here, will you be found out?" "What's the secret?" replied a man in his 50s.  "We are all handmade, do you know that we are all handmade? This is the only one! If you make it well, it will ruin the version. Isn't it unfair to you to ask for 10,000?" "No unfair." Wang Zhi nodded.  After the license plate was issued and the car drove into the yard, the man asked someone to bring out a large pile of cardboard boxes from the room.  "Don't you still want a knife? I see that you are also a cheerful person. I will give you the knife without any extra charge! You can just pick one." "Oh? Thank you." Wang Zhi smiled, and the man suddenly  A little creepy.  "I will just kill you later and not eat you."
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