Sad autumn

The Japanese that Gu Xiaohao sent to Tuchun was Suzuki Yosuke, a publishing editor, and he followed three colleagues from the publishing house to Shanghai for a meeting, and the other three returned to Japan after the meeting. He was the only one who stayed and took the train from Shanghai When I came to Suzhou, it inevitably attracted some attention.Tuchun met with Suzuki in the name of a local escort, claiming to be a tour guide specially recruited for him by the Shanghai authorities after they learned of his coming to Suzhou, and Suzuki was accompanied by him throughout the four days in Suzhou.He lives in the single room next to Suzuki, and he can be found for anything.

Suzuki is in his thirties, short and lean, with well-groomed hair and eyebrows, but casual clothes.Tuchun stopped him in the hotel lobby, learned of Tuchun's identity, and after hearing his self-introduction, Suzuki showed a rather embarrassed expression.Tu Chunsui said, "I'm not a liar. If you're worried, you can call to check."

Tuchun hadn't spoken Japanese for a long time, and it was inevitable that he would stumble when speaking. After finishing speaking, seeing that Suzuki didn't respond, Tuchun spoke again in English.After hearing this, Suzuki scratched the back of his head, hummed, then ahed, avoided Tuchun, and went outside the hotel to make a phone call.After the phone call, Suzuki came back in, handed Tuchun a business card, and shook hands with him.Tuchun asked him, "Any plans for today?"

Suzuki nodded vigorously, and rubbed his hands together, as if after a lot of deliberation, he dug out a tourist map from the pocket that was slung across his body.Tuchun leaned over to look, and there were some red dots marked on the tourist map. Suzuki looked for it, pointed to a red dot and said, "Here."

Suzuki pointed at Xumen.

"Oh, Wu Zixu." Tuchun said, "You know the story of Wu Zixu, right?"

Suzuki stepped out and said, "I know his head was cut off and hung on the city gate."

Tuchun rubbed his neck, took a step forward, and said with a smile, "He's pretty good at being an official."

He walked behind Suzuki and sent a text message to Gu Xiaohao: The Japanese are going to Xumen.

After the text message was sent, Suzuki's voice came from directly in front of him, and he said in a serious manner: "Yes, I also know that he dug up the corpses of his enemies and flogged them."

Tuchun wiped his sweat, trotted up, walked out of the hotel side by side with Suzuki, and asked, "We can go there by bus, do you think it's okay?"

Suzuki had no objection, took out a small pouch with a girdle from his pocket, and poured out three coins.The two went to the station across the road to wait for the bus.The bus disappeared for a long time, and Tuchun even checked it out, and found that this stop was not abandoned, so they had to wait patiently.Tuchun lit a cigarette, and Suzuki also smoked. He smoked Qixing, which smelled very dull, and they both stood in the shade of a tree smoking their own cigarettes and looking at their mobile phones.An Hao sent a message asking if Tuchun was free in the evening. He sent him a bicycle and made an appointment for dinner by the way.

Tuchun looked at Suzuki, who was looking down at his mobile phone, and replied: I'm out on the job, I guess I'll be near Laikemao at night.

An Hao asked: Then let's have some food there.

Tuchun said: I kind of want to eat KFC.

An Hao replied: Okay, then just wait.Wait for me.

In the distance, a bus drove over with a rough voice. When the bus pulled into the station, the back door opened first. No one got off the bus, and the front door opened with a creak.Tuchun asked Suzuki to get on the car first, Suzuki went up, found a seat, and nodded to Tuchun, Tuchun pulled the armrest, stood beside him, nodded also, Suzuki nodded again, Tuchun smiled, no Moved.The air conditioner was already turned on in the car, and the gloomy wind was blowing on Tuchun's neck and arms. He continued to report the itinerary to Gu Xiaohao, and told him that the Japanese had brought a travel book and a handwritten notebook, which he wrote in the notebook. Draw a map and use translation software to look up road names.

Gu Xiaohao replied to him: You can take the initiative to ask him what he is doing here, what is he doing for drawing maps, and what he wants to translate, you can take the initiative to translate and translate for him.

Tuchun said: I peeked at his mobile phone and took the initiative to translate it, okay...

Gu Xiaohao didn't answer him anymore, so Tuchun bravely talked to Suzuki and asked him, "Is Mr. Suzuki coming to Suzhou for the first time?"

Suzuki still looked so serious, and his speech was still so rigid, his facial features seemed to be tense for a moment, he said: "Yes."

Tuchun asked him: "Then what attracted you to come here? The garden? I heard that Hanshan Temple is very famous in Japan. Has Mr. Suzuki visited it?"

Suzuki glanced at Tuchun, and said bluntly, "I'm not interested in Hanshan Temple."

Tuchun couldn't take it any longer, so he found an empty seat and sat down.They changed cars on the way, and Suzuki concentrated on scribbling and drawing on his manuscript, but when the bus entered the urban area, it drove too fast and braked hard, and Suzuki couldn't write any more. He picked up his book, closed his eyes and rested his mind.His face was all white.When they arrived at Xumen, Tuchun bought him a bottle of water. The two of them rested in front of the grocery store and smoked a cigarette each. Tuchun saw that Suzuki had regained some color, and then took him to Xumen.By the way, he updated Gu Xiaohao on their status: they have arrived at Xumen.He has a camera.

Gu Xiaohao replied: Pay attention to what he took a picture of.

After entering the boundary of the Xumen Historic Site, Tuchun paid more attention to Suzuki's every move, noticing what his camera was aiming at all the time, where his eyes stayed, and how many pages he had turned in his manuscript.When they passed a row of cruise ships moored by the river outside the outer city, Tuchun asked Suzuki specifically: "Would you like to take a boat tour? This canal is very famous, and you can invite people to sing boat songs."

Suzuki waved his hand and declined.This time, Tuchun became more vigilant. Suzuki is not like a tourist. He is not interested in taking pictures at scenic spots, and the stories Tuchun tells don’t get any response from him. He has his own pace, touch this area Brick, look at that wall, a bridge of ten thousand years, he climbed up and down several times, as if he never had enough fun, never explored enough.It was noon in the blink of an eye, and the two came out from Xumen, and found a small restaurant to have a casual meal. Tuchun asked Suzuki where he wanted to visit next.

Suzuki said, "Panmen," and asked Tuchun, "Can you take me there."

Tuchun goes to smoke outside the restaurant and informs Gu Xiaohao: The Japanese want me to take him from Xumen to Panmen.

Gu Xiaohao replied: Then take Panxu Road.He replied: No need to send messages everywhere, just report back at night.

Tuchun didn't want to bother Gu Xiaohao anymore, searched the folklore of Panmen, chewed it several times in his mouth, shared the meal money with Suzuki, and took him to Panmen along Panxu Road.Along the way, neither of them spoke. It was an unusually hot day, and Tuchun became thirsty after walking for a while. He went to the convenience store to buy water and ice cream, and even bought a portion for Suzuki.They continued to walk towards the door, Suzuki stuffed the mineral water into the bag, took the ice cream in one hand, and counted the money to Tuchun with the other.Cold drink to eliminate sweat, after eating, Tuchun felt refreshed for a long time, but after crossing Tainan intersection, his penis became less, and he became hot again. Turning to look at Suzuki, he was also sweating profusely, silently wipe sweat.

Later, when passing by the post office, Suzuki went in and turned around, and Tuchun hurriedly followed in to turn on the air conditioner. He saw that Suzuki seemed to be looking for something, so he asked him, "Do you want to send something?"

"There doesn't seem to be any postcards here," Suzuki said.

"Let me ask for you." Tuchun called the staff to ask. There are no postcards, but there is a set of commemorative stamps, which are printed with national beauty and heavenly fragrance peony flowers, six colors and six varieties.Suzuki didn't ask for it, so he came out again.

After passing two major intersections, I finally saw the street sign of Panmen Road, and I could still see the Ruiguang Pagoda.Tuchun pointed to the tower and said, "It's almost here." He asked again, "Is there really no need to take a car?"

Suzuki stood on tiptoe, built a tent in front of his forehead, squinted his eyes and asked Tuchun, "Is this the tower built by Sun Quan?"

Tuchun hurriedly searched with his mobile phone, stared blankly, and replied: "Yes, it was Sun Quan for his mother...ah, no, at first it was built for an eminent monk, a monk, and later, in memory of his mother, it was built inside again." fixed……"

Stupa, he didn't know how to translate it for a while, so he got stuck.Fortunately, Suzuki picked up the quarrel and said, "But now this building has been rebuilt in the Song Dynasty."

Tuchun laughed: "Mr. Suzuki is very familiar with Chinese history."

While talking, they stepped onto the East Street, and Tuchun reminded again: "We're almost there."

Now I really walked into the Panmen Scenic Area very quickly.Suzuki raised his head to take pictures under the archway of the Three Views of Panmen. Tuchun said, "The Three Views of Panmen are quite famous."

They bought tickets at the entrance of the scenic spot, and found a commentary, who spoke Mandarin. Tuchun translated the commentary into Japanese, and Suzuki listened silently.He was far less interested in Panmen than in Xumen. He walked around casually, didn't take a few photos, and went to the exit without even taking out the manuscript.He told Tuchun that he wanted to visit Suzhou No. [-] Silk Dyeing Factory.

Tuchun was puzzled and asked, "Do you want to buy silk? The silk factory doesn't have a sales office." He also said, "The silk factory is not open to the public, er... only those who work inside can enter and leave."

Suzuki looked at Tuchun and gave it up. Maybe he was tired after the day, so he finally agreed to Tuchun's idea of ​​taking a bus. The two waited for twenty minutes for the bus, put in four coins, and went back to the hotel .

Right now, the sky was already dark, and as soon as Tu Chun and Suzuki separated, he called An Hao.An Hao arrived at the Motel 10 minutes later, Tu Chun went down to find him, and when he opened the car door, he smelled the aroma of fried chicken.An Hao smiled at him, and nuzzled his chin towards the back seat.He bought two family barrels, Tuchun got into the car, the two of them lowered the car window, ate fried chicken and drank Coke in the open space in front of the motel.

An Hao said: "I'm going to Shanghai by the high-speed train tonight, and I'll spend the night at a friend's place, and the plane will arrive after twelve o'clock in the daytime the day after tomorrow."

Tuchun said: "My mother added your mother's WeChat."

An Hao choked.Tu Chun hurriedly explained: "It's the one that sells stewed vegetables, maybe it's a potential customer..."

An Hao wiped his mouth with a smile, and lit a cigarette.He looked out the window, then at Tuchun, and asked him, "Have you been on a blind date recently?"

Tuchun said: "No, she didn't arrange for me. She thought I was talking about friends with a girl."

"The one at Nanlin Hotel last time?"

"No, another one."

"It seems that you really have met quite a lot." An Hao smiled and smoked, his face and eyes were full of smoke.Tuchun waved his hand, brushed away some cigarettes, drank Coke, and sucked his fingers.

An Hao added: "It may also be a woman's sixth sense at work."

Tuchun didn't make a sound, and started to eat mashed potatoes, and the corn was taken apart, and the mellow buttery aroma wafted out. An Hao said, "I remember that the family bucket used to only cost 65 yuan."

Tuchun smiled: "It seems that we are not from the same era. I remember it was 55 yuan at the beginning."

"Prices are soaring." An Hao shrugged, took a piece of fried chicken out of the paper bucket, and asked Tuchun casually, "Does your mother know about you?"

Tuchun raised his cup and gulped down the Coke, but there was no sound. He couldn't see An Hao's face, but could only hear his voice. An Hao said, "My mother, you have a count, you have a count."

Tuchun put down his glass, he remembered something, and wanted to tell An Hao, so he said it: "Last year, my mother and a group of relatives went to Thailand to play, and I found a local tour guide, and I don't know why , They thought that someone who could speak Chinese would cheat them, so they found an English-speaking one, who were all uncles and aunts who didn’t understand English... Then they called me, the tour guide talked to me, and I translated to them , my mother is very happy, I am so exhausted, my throat is hoarse."

An Hao laughed.Tuchun also laughed, his voice was a little hoarse today.

An Hao said, "Your story is pretty good."

Tu Chun curled his lips, reached out to take his cigarette, took a sip, An Hao lit a new one, the two sat in the car and ate cigarettes silently, and after they finished, they parted silently.

In the evening, the old dog asked Tuchun to play basketball.After Tuchun received the news, he leaned on the wall and listened to the movement next door. It was getting late, and Suzuki might have fallen asleep. Several minutes passed, and the next door was quiet.Tuchun grabbed the room card and wallet and left.The old dog was still dressed as a woman, surrounded by muscular men, all in tank tops and shorts, with short hair and a strong smell of cologne.The five muscular men plus Tuchun were divided into two teams, playing three against three. The old dog sat on the sidelines to cheer them on, and even recorded video with his mobile phone and whistled.Tuchun was wearing canvas shoes. They played the whole court. After running a few times, he couldn't take it anymore, so he applied for it and left.The old dog brought him water and asked him: "Muye's restaurant will open tomorrow, let's have dinner together, are you coming?"

"Tomorrow evening?"

"06:30, I'm thinking about you." The old dog said while eating a cigarette.

"Remember me? I haven't seen it many times." Tuchun said, "Let me take a look and contact you tomorrow."

"A fate is a fate, and when the fate comes, we must grasp it, stupid." The old dog crossed his waist and rolled his eyes, Tuchun smiled, and looked at the field, the three-on-two situation could not be maintained, muscular men I stopped hitting, and wiped my sweat with my collar.Tuchun got up, patted his butt: "I'll go back first."

The old dog called to him: "What are you going back for? What time is it? Go take a shower." He shouted at the group of muscular men again, "Ah, go take a shower?"

Everyone responded, Tuchun was still hesitating, the old dog leaned on him, pinched his nose and said disgustedly: "It stinks, if you take a taxi back, the taxi driver will dislike you."

So half-pushed, Tuchun went to a spa with the old dog and the others.The old dog and Tuchun's changing closets were next to each other. Tuchun undressed, but the old dog kept on sitting and drinking a can of iced coffee.Not far away, someone was drying their hair, and the hair dryer was ringing loudly. The old dog was talking to Tuchun. Tuchun only saw his lips move, but couldn't hear what he said. He had to come closer and ask the old dog :"What did you say?"

The old dog grabbed Tuchun's wrist, put his lips against his ear, and said, "I said, why did you leave without saying a word last time!"

Tuchun smiled apologetically: "It's a little uncomfortable."

He had already stripped naked and was going to take a bath. The old dog didn't let go, and hooked his fingers at him. Tuchun bowed down, and the old dog's lips pressed against his earlobe again, talking to him.He smelled very good, not the smell of cologne, he used a lady's perfume.

"Wait to go to the bar?" the old dog asked him, "Isn't it going to be uncomfortable today?" He said, holding Tuchun's lower abdomen and rubbing it gently, jokingly said, "Could it be that you have more than me?" Uterus?"

Tuchun pulled out his hand and walked away with a smile. When he came out of the shower, the old dog changed into a bathrobe, his curly hair wig was still on his head, his chest was flattened, a pair of big feet were stuffed into slippers, ten toes The head is painted bright red.Tuchun approached, the old dog took a look at him, and said: "Uncle Chen, I think they have already arrived, ah, Haohao is not here, so you won't participate in our group activities? Are you conjoined twins?"

"I don't know them very well..." Tuchun hung the towel around his neck, put on his pants, sat down and put on his socks and shoes, and said softly.

The old dog said: "Wouldn't you be familiar with playing more? Everyone really wants to get acquainted with you." He took another picture and asked, "Hey, is there someone else in the bathroom?"

Tuchun helped him inquire, and came back to report: "There are people in the sauna room, but there is no one in the shower."

The old dog wrapped his bathrobe tightly and said, "Oh, wait a minute."

When the people in the sauna came out one by one, the old dog pulled Tuchun up and rushed into the shower area quickly. He asked Tuchun to help him keep out the wind, and he was not allowed to peek.Tu Chun honestly moved a stool and sat at the door of the shower area. He heard the sound of splashing water coming from inside, and asked, "Can you smoke here?"

The sound of the water became louder, but no one answered him. Tuchun looked around, but he didn't see the no-smoking sign, and he didn't say no, so maybe it was okay.He lit a cigarette.

The old dog had been doing foreign work for a long time, after taking a bath, he had to dry his hair, touch up his makeup, and reapply his perfume. Fei pulled Tuchun to give him the color of his staff's lipstick.Those muscular men had already washed up and went out, and kept calling them to urge them. When the old dog was ready, it was almost twelve o'clock, and the group of people drove to the bar.Tuchun and the old dog were in the car of one of the muscular men. When they passed by Xumen, for some reason, Tuchun remembered what Suzuki said about Wu Zixu whipping his dead enemy, and his head was cut off and hung on the city gate. Tuchun shuddered. After entering the bar, he stamped his stamp on the back of his hand. He drank two glasses of whiskey in a row before his body warmed up again.

Uncle Chen and Tian Xiang were indeed there, as well as Datou and A Ming. Tuchun was familiar with them, so he naturally sat next to them. This was the first time they saw these five muscular men. The old dog stood in front of Tuchun and exchanged views. Introduce him to these two groups of friends.The music was so loud that even Tuchun couldn't hear what the old dog was saying. He wasn't sure if the group of strangers on his left and right could hear clearly, but everyone laughed, clinked glasses and drank, and some went immediately Dance on the dance floor.

Tian wanted to talk to a muscular man through Tuchun. His mouth was full of alcohol, his body and voice were limp, but he was in high spirits. He pointed to Uncle Chen and asked the muscular man, "Do you know why he is called Uncle Chen?"

"Ah? What?" The muscular man replied with a smile, his head was shaking with the music, and he was also very excited.

Tian wanted to pat the back of Tuchun's hand, and continued: "It was the first time he went out with a friend of ours. The next morning, he had a morning erection, haha, and then our friend added his name in the phone book. Uncle Chen, Erdong Chen, uncle's uncle. Hahaha."

Tian wanted to drink by himself, Uncle Chen and Tu Chun spread their hands, the muscular man got up and called Tian Xiang out: "Dance!"

He was almost yelling.Tian Xiang drank a full glass of wine, shook his body, cheered, and followed the muscular man into the turbulent crowd.

Only Chen Bo and Tu Chun were left in the booth, and Chen Bo approached to strike up a conversation with Tu Chun, eating popcorn and asking him, "Haohao went to Shanghai, right?"

Tuchun nodded.Uncle Chen asked again, "What have you been up to lately?"

"These two days are out of the field."

"What do you do?"

Tuchun looked at Uncle Chen and was surprised for a moment: "Didn't Haohao tell you?"

Uncle Chen smiled: "Why are you telling us this? We're not here to do a census, so tell us now."

Tuchun opened his mouth, but for some reason, he didn't say anything, he just opened his mouth dryly.Chen Bo stuffed a piece of popcorn into his mouth and looked at him with a smile.

Uncle Chen is not old at all, and he is not like an uncle at all.His face was fair and handsome, and he didn't smell too heavy, nor did he smell too much alcohol. He had a pair of soft hands, and they were pressing on Tuchun's thigh at the moment.His shoulder slanted against Tuchun's shoulder.Tu Chun's eyebrows twitched. Uncle Chen's eyes, posture, and the distance between them were all very familiar to him, as if all of these had happened somewhere, and he had encountered them not long ago.

"Tuchun! Dance!!"

The old dog came out halfway, took Tuchun with both hands, and led him into the dance floor with cheers.Tu Chun staggered, stabilized his heels in the crowd, and looked at Uncle Chen again. He was leaning on the sofa, drinking, crossing his legs, and his raised right foot was shaking irregularly.His eyes wandered indiscriminately.

The old dog danced in front of Tuchun, he twisted his waist to his heart's content, and sang along with the music, making exaggerated mouth shapes.The purple, blue, and dark pink lights changed too quickly, and Tuchun couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the light at all. The old dog who was clearly in front of him was at the mercy of the light and shadow, and suddenly moved away from him, and suddenly moved away from him. Very close to him, his Adam's apple, his long hair, and his long skirt are all blurred.

The two glasses of whiskey got stronger, and Tuchun was so dizzy that he pushed through the crowd and walked back to the booth.Someone handed him something like a cup of tea, and he took a big gulp, but it was wine again. Tuchun was completely dazed and dizzy for a while.He heard someone talking to him, felt someone pulling him, leading him where to go.He didn't have the strength to refuse, the music was too provocative, bang bang bang bang, like a fast heartbeat, as if the whole world was excited by some unknown temptation.

Tuchun saw a forest in a trance. He was a wild beast locked in a cage, and he was also a person stared at by the wild beast in the cage.

He was pulled into the toilet cubicle and pressed against the wall for a kiss.

Tuchun struggled, and the man said: "Don't make a fuss." The man also joked: "What are you afraid of, I won't be pregnant."

Tuchun lowered his eyes, and he saw the shoes on the man's feet.

This shoe, this foot, just now was bobbing aimlessly up and down.Tuchun came to his senses, pushed Chen Bo away, and spat it out.Uncle Chen jumped out of the cubicle directly.Tuchun hugged the toilet and vomited non-stop. Finally, he was refreshed. He took a breath and went to wash his hands outside the cubicle.At this time, the old dog came in, and Tuchun blushed when he saw him, and hurriedly washed his face with cold water.The old dog handed him a tissue and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Haohao."

Tuchun said, "I drank too much just now, but I'm fine now."

The old dog said again: "Just come out to play, just have fun, otherwise what can happen? It can't be done."

Tuchun raised his head and looked at the old dog through the mirror. The old dog was washing his hands beside him, his wig was a little crooked, and his wig looked abnormally rough under the bright light.

After the old dog washed his hands, he lit a cigarette.He stood very close to Tuchun, his arm leaning against Tuchun's arm, the smoke he spewed scratched the back of Tuchun's neck, every inch of him was so close to Tuchun.Even closer than Uncle Chen was to him before.

Tu Chun remembered that it was indeed not long ago, in a public toilet in Dongyuan late at night, An Hao approached him, and An Hao's fingers touched his fingers.An Hao barged in.With such a similar distance, such similar eyes, broke in.

Tuchun suddenly wanted to vomit again. He leaned over the washstand, turned the water on higher and turned it colder, and splashed water on his face.The old dog asked him: "How did you and Haohao know each other?"

Tuchun said, "Didn't he tell you?"

The old dog didn't make a sound, Tuchun wiped his face with his sleeve, walked out, and said, "I'll go first."

The old dog followed him: "Let's play again, I met two new friends just now, don't you know each other?"

They returned to the dance floor again, the old dog was still talking, pointing in the direction of the deck and saying something, but Tuchun couldn't hear it, and the sound of the music became very deep and hidden, as if it was an echo in the mountains, dull echo.

Tuchun suddenly found that everything around him was extremely chaotic.

People embrace each other, whether it is a man or a woman, or people who cannot tell whether they are male or female, they exchange sweat and saliva, so intimate, so passionate, so excited, hormones are bursting, pheromones are lurking, There is alcohol, cigarettes, even more pungent smells and more deadly hallucinations everywhere.Everyone here is happy, everyone here is exactly the same as those pool courts, those bowling alleys, old friends and new friends at every party.

Tuchun's cell phone vibrated violently, he left the old dog and rushed out to answer the call.

Gu Xiaohao was aggressive on the other end of the phone: "Hey, are you here for a job?" (Are you playing outside?)

Tuchun replied weakly: "A friend has a birthday..."

Two girls stood next to him in tank tops and shorts, smoking cigarettes shiveringly, and shrieking from time to time.Tuchun walked down the road sullenly.

"Help me here immediately!!" Gu Xiaohao shouted angrily. (Come here right now!!)

"Ah? Are you there?" (Ah? Where are you going?)

"Hey? It's a place to work!" (Where? Where you work!)

Gu Xiaohao pinched the phone, and Tuchun stopped the car as if facing an enemy, and rushed to the police station.

As soon as he stepped into the police station, Tuchun saw Suzuki. He was sandwiched between Dongdong and Xiao Zhao. He was sitting with his face facing the table in front of him, looking sluggish and disheveled.Gu Xiaohao stood at the side of the table, lighting a cigarette with his feet upside down. There was also a middle-aged man in the room, wearing a police uniform, sitting on an armchair, playing with his mobile phone with his arms and legs resting. He was the first to see Tuchun, and took a picture He touched Gu Xiaohao and said, "Ah, what an undercover agent is here?" (Is your undercover agent here?)

Tuchun's back was hairy, and he hurried over, Gu Xiaohao turned his head, stretched out his hand, caught him straight, dragged Tuchun to him, taught him a lesson, and sprayed Tuchun with saliva.

Gu Xiaohao said: "Say hello, look good, go wild, huh? Smell it, smell it! What kind of accent! I have greeted everyone in the hotel, and shouted, um, duo, if you see it! When the Japanese go out, let me know right away! What’s the result? When someone called you in his room, someone answered the phone! Go in and have a look, you’re a man! Hey! Ask yourself, eh! I ran to someone’s silk factory in the middle of the night What are you doing!!" (Tell you to look after me, where have you been? Smell and see what's wrong with you! What does it look like! I've told everyone in the hotel that if they see this Japanese going out, immediately Let me inform you, what happened? Someone called your room, but no one answered! Go in and check, but you are not there! You can ask him what he is doing in his silk factory in the middle of the night!!)

Tuchun looked at Suzuki, and Suzuki also looked at him, trying to stand up, but Dongdong pushed him back.Tuchun asked: "Mr. Suzuki...you went to the silk dyeing factory? What did you do there?"

Suzuki popped out two words: "Sun Ce."

Gu Xiaohao asked Tuchun: "Well, what are you talking about?" (What did he talk about?)

Tuchun didn't understand, and repeated his question slowly: "I'm asking you what you are doing in the silk dyeing factory."

Suzuki pointed to the manuscripts and travel books spread out on the table, and said, "I heard that Sun Ce's tomb is there." He argued, "I read it from travel books! I'm not a thief! I'm not a spy either." !"

Just as Tuchun was about to convey it to Gu Xiaohao, Gu Xiaohao picked up the manuscript, flipped to the side of the map around Panxu Road, threw it on the table, and ordered Tuchun: "Ask him why he drew this map! Quickly translate." !"

Tuchun translated obediently, and added a sentence by the way: "Ah, I need to contact the embassy or something. He said he came to see Sun Ce's tomb..."

Gu Xiaohao shaved his scalp, Tuchun shut up, and Gu Xiaohao raised his voice: "Ask!" (Ask!)

Tuchun forwarded Gu Xiaohao's question to Suzuki.Suzuki sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "I have said it many times, this is the tour map I drew, and it is going to be updated on my blog, travel diary. Tucson, before you came, there was a girl Asked me these questions in English, they can't just repeat these questions endlessly just because the answers I gave don't satisfy them!"

Tuchun made a calm gesture, and said to Suzuki: "Isn't Sun Ce's tomb in Nanjing? Why did you come to Suzhou to look for it? If the cemetery was really in the silk dyeing factory, it would have been protected long ago, and it wouldn't be abandoned casually." Abandoned."

Suzuki said: "But I heard that it was mostly destroyed by tomb robbers when it was excavated, so I decided to level it."

Gu Xiaohao rewarded Tuchun with another scalp: "What kind of gossip! Ang asked?" (Why are you talking so much with him! Did you ask clearly?!)

Tuchun said softly: "I don't think he is lying. Maybe he is really a fan of the Three Kingdoms. The Three Kingdoms is very popular in Japan, and there have been quite a few games..."

The strange middle-aged man laughed, Gu Xiaohao's eyes spewed fire, he punched the desk, and shouted in Mandarin: "Tu Chun!! You are specifically against me today!!"

Tuchun felt dizzy for a while, Dongdong pulled a chair for him, patted him, and asked him to sit, how could he dare to sit.

Suzuki was beside him and said to him: "I'm not a thief, have you translated it for them?"

Gu Xiaohao was on the other side of him and said: "A Japanese! He didn't return to China after the meeting, he went from Shanghai to Suzhou! He even bought a train ticket to Dunhuang! What does he want to do? Don't go to work? Resign? You ask? Him! What are you going to do in Dunhuang!"

Tu Chunzhao asked, and Suzuki gesticulated: "I want to see sculptures and murals. There is a Japanese who wrote a novel. He wrote "Dunhuang". Why don't you arrest him too?"

Tuchun didn't dare to translate, Suzuki continued: "I have a vacation, this is my vacation, you can check with our minister!"

The more Suzuki talked, the more excited he became, and Gu Xiaohao's anger grew more and more, and he vented to Tuchun: "What did he say? Tell him! Tell him! What are you doing in a daze! Go out and play so hard, I'll leave it to you!" Just a little bit of shit, I think you are dizzy, you don't want to do one or two!!"

Xiao Zhao shrank his hands, went to pour a glass of water, put it in Gu Xiaohao's hand, and Gu Xiaohao drank it down.

Tuchun didn't dare to translate the words on both sides. When she was in a dilemma, Biaozituan came down from upstairs. She carried a camera and said to Gu Xiaohao, "Gu Suo, I've seen all the photos, there's nothing wrong with it."

The middle-aged man came out to ease the situation now, got up and said, "Well, I think it's okay, Lao Gu, Ni Ge, why is there someone going to the factory every two days to see Ge Sun Cezha's grave?" "The man looked at Tuchun and said with a smile, "Xiaotu, tell this Japanese that it's nothing. Sun Ce's tomb is not in the silk dyeing factory. You have to go to Nanjing to see it. What does that idiom say, It's groundless! It's nothing!"

Gu Xiaohao responded twice, lit a cigarette, turned his face to eat the cigarette, waggled his fingers up and down, and said, "Translation..."

His voice muffled.

Tuchun thought for a while and asked, "Is it the sentence that the photo is okay or the sentence that there is no Sun Ce's tomb?"

"The latter sentence!"

After Tuchun translated, Suzuki became wilted and lost energy, sitting slumped like a deflated ball. Dongdong pushed him down and motioned him to put the things spread out on the table into his pocket.Gu Xiaohao took advantage of this to drag Tuchun outside to talk.

The two stood under a street lamp, and Gu Xiaohao asked Tuchun: "Hey, is Bai Xiang so dizzy lately? When I go out all day and night, I feel sleepy." (Have you gone crazy lately? I stay outside all day long and never go back to sleep.)

Tuchun lowered his head and rubbed the back of his hands, the seal that was tapped on the back of his hand was blurred, leaving only a red mark.His fingertips were also stained red after a while.

Gu Xiaohao tugged at Tuchun, and said impatiently: "Let's go, let's go, take me around!"

Tuchun nodded, and went to bring Suzuki out. Before they left, Gu Xiaohao told Tuchun: "Take a look at the prison tomorrow!" (Take a good look at tomorrow!)

Tuchun nodded, said goodbye to everyone in the police station, and took Suzuki away.

On the street, cicadas were singing one after another. It was still very hot at night, and there was no wind at all. Tuchun looked at Suzuki, who was walking on the road with his head down. , also walked with his head down.At a place without street lights, Suzuki suddenly ran up to Tuchun and bowed to him.Tuchun froze and asked, "What are you doing?"

Suzuki said: "Tusan! I'm sorry! I've caused you trouble!" He then yelled: "I'm not a thief, nor a spy!"

Tuchun wanted to laugh, but he couldn't make it so funny, he grabbed the seam of his trousers in embarrassment, Suzuki still maintained the posture bent at ninety degrees.In the silence, someone was beating a drum in his stomach.

Tuchun patted Suzuki and said, "Go and eat something."

He found a stall at the entrance of a nearby Internet cafe, ordered fried noodles and beef casserole, and ordered two bottles of beer.Suzuki stared at the picture of the dishes hanging in front of the wok for a long time, then added shredded pork with green peppers.Tuchun poured wine for him, Suzuki asked him the price of the food and drinks, counted 36 yuan, put it on the table, and lit a cigarette.He stopped smoking Qixing, opened a pack of Su cigarettes, and coughed non-stop after the first sip, and after coughing, he gulped beer.Tuchun also drank, got a little bit of wine, asked the shopkeeper for a stack of tissues, and continued to rub the red mark on the back of his hand.

After the stir-fry was served, Suzuki picked up a chopstick of shredded pork with green peppers, but after chewing a few times, his tears suddenly fell down.Tuchun hurriedly stuffed him with a tissue, and Suzuki wiped his tears weepingly: "Tusan! This shredded pork with green pepper is not shredded pork with green pepper!"

Tuchun pondered for a while, and comforted him: "Tianjin rice was not invented by Tianjin people either.