Silence for the rest of my life

Feng Zimo stretched, turned to one side and hugged the quilt, and opened his eyes in a daze.The sun outside the window is very good, and the whole body is very peaceful, but this environment——

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Five seconds later, the chaotic Feng Zimo finally belatedly remembered the wonderful and absurd plot of an epic blockbuster last night, and couldn't help getting up, looking around the room of the hotel with his hair all over his head.

Just him!

Feng Zimo felt a burst of excitement, if he didn't run now, when would he wait!

Without taking care of washing, Feng Zimo picked up his backpack, put on his shoes and mask indiscriminately, and ran out, all the way to the front desk to check out, but the beautiful lady at the front desk asked to pay the check-in money.

Those two people didn't give money last night?

Feng Zimo felt relieved when he thought about it, he still held their travel expenses in his hands.So he mercifully settled the money, ran out of the hotel cheering like he was released from prison, took a taxi all the way to the long-distance bus station, paid for the car, and returned to his original city a few hours later. .

Back in my comfortable small apartment for one person, I charged my cell phone that was dead and turned off, and just after I sat down and turned on the TV, there were several missed calls and text messages.

Feng Zimo picked it up and looked at the text messages. There were two invitations for him to perform. One of the performances was in a remote location, but the promised appearance fee was unexpectedly high.

The time is five days later.

After replying one by one, he started to think again, and wrote down his schedule on the calendar by the way—the day after tomorrow, a small local performance.Five days later, a small performance in another place.

Just after eating an apple, the phone rang, Feng Zi picked it up without looking at it, and said politely, "Who is it?"

"Your uncle!" came a chaotic voice from over there.

Feng Zimo pouted immediately, he knew who it was.

Shen Qi smiled.A real second-generation official and rich man, especially able to spend money, but people earn their own money.He is good at talking with a sudden surprise, especially when he and Feng Zimo are facing each other.The two lived opposite each other since they were young, and when they grew up, they went to the same school and the same class, and bunk beds in the university. After work, they finally had different occupations, but they lived in the same city.

"Didn't you go to Shun Shun Village, did you come back? My bar is still waiting for your magic show!" There was still a commotion over there, Feng Zimo had to keep his phone away from his ear, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Yes Shunzhen Village."

"Whatever his name is, I'll wait for you at the bar at night." Shen Qi smiled and hung up the phone.

Feng Zimo stared at the phone interface for a while, but the focus was not on Shen Qixiao.

Shunzhen Village.The name exploded on him like a heavy bomb, making him barely recall the unpleasant memory of last night.

He originally thought that this trip was to see the rural scenery, joke with the villagers, and return to the city after a quiet sleep in a place that no one knew.But for some reason, it turned into an activity of shooting and killing people in a dark and windy night, and getting involved with an inexplicable organization and driver.

In the end, the yard he was thinking of was burned down.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, those two people yesterday——Yu Sheng and Lou Shaoze, they went to that courtyard with a strong purpose, and they had nothing to do with him in the first place. His appearance was just a dispensable episode .

Feng Zimo has always been a very curious person, even if he didn't say it in front of those two people, he still wanted to know what those two people were doing and why they were there.If there was anything unusual about the village where Feng Zimo lived at that time, where was the abnormality?

Moreover, what kind of existence is the "anonymous" organization that Lou Shaoze mentioned?

The experience of last night opened a door to the unknown for Feng Zimo.Curiosity made him scratch his heart, but he secretly speculated but couldn't figure it out.

The reason why he chose the profession of magician was out of curiosity.He was eager to know how the magical phenomenon came about, so he gradually learned to grow and became a magician.

But this curiosity is tied to death.

Feng Zimo shivered involuntarily in the warm summer, thinking about it now, everything last night was like a dream.He spread his hands, and the gloves were a little dirty.It was these hands that killed two people in just one night.

He was even quite at a loss. Did those people who were shot last night really die?

just die?

Will the police come and arrest him?

Feng Zimo wanted to find someone to confide in now, but for a moment he remembered Lou Shaoze's words - people who knew "Anonymous" were either related to the organization or dead.

But if you don't let him talk about it, you will really suffocate.

After a while, Feng Zimo fumbled for the phone again, and called Shen Qixiao, "Are you free now? See you at the old place."

……

The old place they agreed on was actually a western restaurant not far from Feng Zimo's apartment.This is a restaurant with a booming reputation and business. Most importantly, the restaurant has Shen Qixiao's investment.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, there were very few people in the western restaurant. Feng Zimo walked in fully armed, reported the number of the private room, and was taken upstairs, and then sat at the table boringly flipping through the menu.

The waiter who was waiting next to him was also a little embarrassed. After turning left and right, he left first, and asked Feng Zimo to ring the bell if he had anything to do.Feng Zimo, who understood this operation, nodded casually, pulled down the mask, and continued to flip through the menu.

Not long after, the door was opened a crack, Feng Zimo paused, then suddenly turned his head and cursed without poise, "Can you hurry up? Momochiji is like a bitch!"

A sneaky figure flashed in, and it turned out to be a hat, sunglasses and a mask as standard. He closed the door behind his back and laughed, "I'm also a public figure."

Feng Zimo felt a mouthful of old blood in his chest, "Why do you think you are a public figure?"

The man said strangely while taking off his coat, "You are a public figure, why am I not?"

"..."

"Ah!" The man suddenly yelled, "Momo, you're tanned!"

Feng Zimo suddenly felt that he should not be called here.

The man took off the disguise in twos and twos, and it turned out to be a young man with perm and dyed wine red hair. He looked quite handsome, with a pair of eyes that were very energetic, and people's eyes were attracted to him unconsciously.

Feng Zimo felt a chill, "Your hair was green last time."

Shen Qi smiled and disgusted, "Brother, that's called bamboo green color, can you do it?"

"...Don't talk nonsense, come and order!" Feng Zimo gritted his teeth, "I haven't eaten lunch yet!"

Shen Qixiao, who was still packing up his equipment, casually reported the names of a few dishes, and then asked strangely, "There's no food in the village?"

Feng Zimo's lungs are about to explode, so the village is in charge of food?They burned down the village, and the village still takes care of them?

"Can you be quicker?" Feng Zi silently knocked on the table.

Shen Qi smiled this time and didn't make any fuss this time. After cleaning up, he sat opposite Feng Zimo, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, Mo Mo, you must have something to do with me, so I'll be happy if you tell me."

After Feng Zimo rang the bell to report the menu, he suddenly said, "I met two lunatics in Shunzhen this time."

Shen Qi smiled and said he was all ears.

So in the next quarter of an hour, Feng Zimo briefly described Shunzhen's trip to Shen Qixiao. As for his murder, he also explained it vaguely—to Shen Qixiao Lol, he has no secrets.

After all the results were finished, Shen Qi laughed and shouted, "I want to get a gun too!"

Feng Zimo was stunned for a moment, then slammed the table, "Shen Qi laughed!"

The latter smiled sarcastically, "...so, do you want to say surrender yourself?"

Feng Zimo tightened his grip on the fork, but he didn't rush to refute. He did have the idea of ​​turning himself in.

"Or, why do you believe they are anonymous?" Shen Qi rubbed his chin with a smile and said thoughtfully.

"..." Feng Zimo ruthlessly tore off a piece of steak, "If I have made up my mind, why do I ask you?"

Shen Qi smiled and narrowed his eyes a little, making it difficult for others to see what he was thinking. After turning around in secret, he said seriously, "I don't know either."

Feng Zimo held back another mouthful of blood.

"However, if they really want to recruit you, they will definitely protect you from being arrested by the police. Think about it, if you follow them, wouldn't it be more exciting than being a magician? You can equip a gun at any time, and do two jobs from time to time. What a hero!" Shen Qi said with a smile, his eyes brightened.

The corner of Feng Zimo's mouth twitched, "That's a terrible business."

"However, ask yourself, what do you think?" Shen Qi smiled for a rare serious time, although the black pepper juice hanging from the corner of his mouth made him look obscene.

"I'm running away, what do you think I think?" Feng Zimo sighed, "Who knows if they are a formal organization, if it's a pyramid scheme or a cult, you can't go to the prison to see me all day long?"

"How can everyone in pyramid schemes and cults have guns?" Shen Qi smiled and sympathized with Feng Zimo's IQ.

"..." After a period of silence, Feng Zimo smiled wryly, "And what about the dead household registration... That's impossible. How can you die if you marry one?"

Shen Qixiao took another bite of the steak sympathetically, and said vaguely, "Why don't you just let this matter go, anyway, they don't know where you live, and the soldiers came to cover you up."

Feng Zimo wanted to cry again, why did he get involved in all the bad things, he had nothing to do with this matter from the beginning to the end!He's just a magician who made his fortune through his craft!

Thinking of his job, Feng Zimo turned the silver cutter in his hand, "I have two performances these days, will you follow me?"

"Go, you must go!" As long as there is nothing wrong, every performance of Feng Zimo will be accompanied by Shen Qixiao.However, after finishing speaking this time, Shen Qixiao ate the steak with his head down, his eyes were a little erratic, and his mind was obviously wandering away.

And Feng Zimo, who has always been able to detect the emotions of his friends, is also a little out of shape at the moment. The two have their own concerns, and finished the afternoon tea gag.

The author has something to say: the third update today~