Trafford’s Trading Club

Memories emerge, sounds are loud.

‘Even if you resurrect a man, he is not necessarily the son you know’.

‘... but you have to know that your son is full of corpses, which is not a good thing for you. It's been a long time and you're going to have physical problems. ’

In front of the mirror in the bathroom, Shenmei had washed her face over and over again. The water in the sink had slowly spilled, but she looked at herself in the mirror and fainted.

She can't remember how long she hasn't looked in the mirror... the pale face in the mirror, as if she had been aged for years, is she herself?

No bloody, pale lips, atheistic eyes, dark yellow face... it's like a patient.

“No, I'm just too tired... yes, I'm just too tired. ”

She took a deep breath, tightened the tap, and quickly poured the water from the sink onto her face again and again.

When she left the bathroom, she said to herself, "I am not tired.

Soon, it's time to go, it's time to leave this place, it's time to start over... how can you be tired? How can you get yourself tired?

No, I won't.

But when it seemed to begin to rot, it grew worse.

“It's okay, son. You're just sick, okay, don't be afraid, Mom's here. ”

He can still move, he can open his eyes, it's like he's trying to say something... he's alive.

Alive!

Sammy gently lifted up his face and said softly: "It's okay, Mom went to buy some foundation back. It's okay, it's okay if you get better, until then... and... it's okay. ”

Yes, it's okay... it's going to be okay.

She went out, and suddenly he stood up, slowly moving through the bathroom door, and he twisted his head and looked at himself in the corner of the mirror.

Just stand there.

……

……

“Ma SIR, why don't you go find Sammy Yoo and let the people below do it, and find someone like that, don't bother you? ”

On the street, just after questioning a passerby, the young police officer looked at Mahoud Road.

Smoking horse SIR leaned against the door and loosened his neck: “Mostly I can't figure something out. Zhao Ru said that Gu Jiajie's death had nothing to do with her, but why would he be the fifth suicide? I can't figure it out...”

And of course, the pill found in Gu Jiajie's room, as well as what Old Qin said, were all things that made Mahoude Bess incomprehensible.

He appealed to the airway: “Anyway, Zhao Ru's side is now so stiff that he can come out and get some air. Across the hall from the labor office is Wong Yuechuan, who sees me all upset! ”

Is that why you came out looking for someone...

“What, you got a problem with that?” Mahoud glanced.

“No... ah, I'll ask the owner of the hawker.” The young man hurried across the street and walked into the commissary.

According to the consumption records provided by the bank, they found that Shenmei's last consumption was nearby - yesterday.

So she's very likely in this area. Machoude looked up at the environment of the place… In a city village like this, there are too many apartments to rent, the roads are quite complicated, and it is not easy to find someone.

But at this point, the young policeman flew back and frowned: “Ma SIR, something has come up! ”

“Tell me about it. ”

“I showed the boss the photo, and according to him, I think I've seen this woman.” The young policeman stopped, “he said, seeing the woman twice before going out at night and coming back after shopping outside. The owner has lived in a city village for decades and is particularly sensitive to strangers. ”

“Do you know where she lives? ”

“The boss is just pointing this way, I don't know. However, it seems like these days have been going out about this time. ”

“Let's split up the family and ask, so hurry up! Perhaps we can meet directly!” Machoudton came spiritually from time to time.

……

“Anything else, ma'am? Why don't you try this lipstick? The latest one, the colours look great...”

“No, check it out. ”

Shenmi briefly said, then brushed the card, lifted a small bag of cosmetics, and rushed out of the cosmetics store.

The clerk glanced at it and always felt that it seemed like the wife was very nervous, like she was hiding from someone... but what does it matter to her?

Anyway, it's just someone else's thing.

……

After going out, Shenmi looked at the time and considered this point, the only thing left at the supermarket was probably some leftover vegetable meat for sale.

Go pack a takeout and have some today.

Thinking about it, she stopped at a fast food restaurant on her way back —— the food was in front of the store, through the glass, and the boss cut the chicken legs inside, just a glance, and said, "What do you want, two meats a dish, twelve pieces, a soup? ”

It's not standard Mandarin… The boss is like a GD.

There was nothing her son liked to eat, and Shenmei hesitated... only at this time she suddenly looked a little different.

The glass in front of you —— it's night.

On the glass in front of her, on the reflection... has anyone walked behind her?

Shenmi turned around slowly, opposite the narrow alley in the city village, several alleys were dark, and old street lights were even flashing one by the other.

Sammy slowly and consciously grabbed his bag and lowered his head and said, “I don't want it. ”

She left quickly, but she could hear the boss whispering, “Lucky! ”

She didn't know what the phrase meant, she didn't intend to think about it, she just intended to return to her place of residence as soon as possible, and even more directly after she had moved into an alley.

But she's obviously not the only one running on the streets with few people!

Another figure, at this time, started walking fast... so fast that it started running.

With a hat and a mask, he was obviously looking for something and his eyes kept moving in the alley. But after searching for nothing, he had to choose to leave.

Looks like it's really been discovered... can't it go on like this? He asked himself implicitly… he saw a glimmer of hesitation in his eyes and suddenly heard such a voice as he was thinking about what he was going to do.

Right behind him.

“Have I seen you? ”

He turned around suddenly and saw a middle-aged man with a mustache and a big tummy standing behind him... Mahoud.

“Have I seen you somewhere? ”

MacHood took a step forward - not as a police officer with suspicious characters - even though the guy was a hat and a mask that was quite suspicious.

But when he and his men split up to find someone, he undoubtedly found Shen Mi's trail. Ma SIR did not intend to immediately go forward and yell at the missing wife. Intuition told him that the wife seemed nervous and seemed to be hiding from something.

He followed along the way until Shenmi slowed down at the diner… he found the suspicious man.

Ma SIR felt like he had seen this dubious guy somewhere... but didn't think of it for a while.

“No... never.” After hearing only a quick word from this fine guy, he lowered his head and intended to leave next to Mahoud.

“Wait a minute.” As soon as Ma SIR turned around, he reached over to this guy's shoulder.

A pretty thin guy, from an adult point of view, is really too weak.

Unexpectedly, the moment the man's shoulder was put on, he suddenly threw it away, rolled over and pushed Mahoud and ran away.

“Shit! Want to get away from the labourers? No way!”

Ma SIR says nothing, just takes off his shoes and flies out! After playing with the sniper gun, Officer Mahoudema, who could dump the Coke can, obviously flew his shoes very well. The shoes hit each other's heels directly, making him feel unstable and fell to the ground before he made a few steps!

Ma SIR quickly walked to each other's side, grabbed each other's arms with one hand, behind his back, and put people up, "Don't move! I suspect you're suspicious now! Say, name, ID! ”

The horse SIR pressed the man against the wall and asked.

It's just that this guy looks like he's dead and he's not talking, he just keeps struggling and he looks scared!

MacHood turned around, but at the same time pressed hard against each other, reaching for the mask on the suspicious guy's face.

“Don't!”

Only the suspicious guy was heard shouting, but apparently couldn't stop the mask from being removed from his face.

“Let me see who you really are... you... you are...”

Mahoud's face suddenly stalled and suddenly fell into a state of slow thinking. He didn't react at all. He just suddenly felt the pain coming from his toes!

He didn't have the foot in his shoe. He was trampled!

Ten fingers are painful, and it's almost as good as wanting to come to your toes.

Confusion only, he was even pushed to the ground by this guy!

“Stop! Don't run! Don't run... it hurts!” Ma SIR climbed up in a hurry, but his foot hurt so badly that he could only watch the guy escape from his face into another alley.

……

“Horse SIR! Ma SIR, why are you sitting here... what's wrong with your foot? ”

The young policeman interrogated him all the way, and at this time he finally saw Mahoud sitting on the front ladder of his shop on the street, and he came by surprise.

I just saw Mahoud keep his head down, rubbing his feet, not knowing what else to think... anyway, his eyebrows are tight.

“Horse SIR? Ma SIR?”

Mahoud raised his head blankly at this moment, and his subconscious voice said: "Do you... do you think the dead will be resurrected? ”

“What?”

“Do you know who I just saw? ”

“Who?”

“Gu Jiajie, alive... Gu Jiajie! ”