What’s the darkest thing
you’ve ever seen.
？
Five days ago, a man showed up at a coffee shop downtown.
The waiter tidied up the table and accidentally touched his luggage and found that there was blood on his hand and a woman’s head in his bag. When
the man found out, he didn’t run away, he didn’t take hostages, he didn’t even panic.
He took out his wallet and paid the bill, sitting quietly and eating the food until the police pinned him to the ground, with a touch of grace in his movements.
All kinds of evidence pointed to him as the murderer, but no matter how the police interrogated him, Lu Ming said nothing.
Until a day ago, he made a request to the police that he could tell the facts of the crime in the interrogation place under surveillance, but he had to see a person first, that person was me.. In the dark interrogation room, a wisp of smoke rose from his fingers, and the man lowered his head slightly, his cheeks sickly from chronic lack of sleep.
I sat down for ten minutes. He kept silent and just smoked one cigarette after another. I
heard you wanted to see me, so you told the truth?
I spoke first.
The man raised his face and gave me a strange smile.
‘Yes.
Why are you looking for me? I don’t think
we’ve ever met.
Because I’ve seen your news, and you’ve always been famous for your news. Do
you kill to be famous?
It was like throwing a stone into the calm water, and the ripples rippled out layer by layer. The atmosphere in the closed room suddenly became strange. I don’t know if it was my illusion, but I saw the violence in the man’s eyes.
Fear grew slowly, and my back was soaked with cold sweat. I realized that I could no longer use the method and tone of the previous interview. Sitting opposite me was a psychopathic killer.
Five days ago, the man named Lu Ming appeared in a coffee shop in the city center, drank a cup of coffee slowly, and then went to the toilet. The waiter tidied up the table and accidentally touched his luggage, which was an ordinary climbing bag.
The waiter picked up the bag from the ground and found that there was blood on his hand. He slid open the zipper with a trembling hand and found that there was a woman’s head in the bag. He was frightened and fainted on the spot.
Lu Ming came out of the bathroom, knowing that the matter was exposed, and made an incredible move.
There was no escape, no hostage taking, not even a hint of panic.
He took out his wallet and paid the bill, sitting quietly and eating the food until the police pinned him to the ground, with a touch of grace in his movements. The woman who
was killed had been his model. They had known each other for nearly a year. The body of the deceased was found in the room where she lived. The fingerprints on the murder weapon, the key to the room, the building surveillance.. All kinds of evidence pointed to him as the murderer, but no matter how the police interrogated him, Lu Ming said nothing.
Until a day ago, he made a request to the police that he could tell the facts of the crime in the interrogation place under surveillance, but he had to see a person first, and that person was me. Will you put what
I say in the news truthfully?
He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and gently crushed it with his shoe.
Except for the personal privacy of the victim or the course of the brutal and bloody crime, I will report everything truthfully.
“” Well, you can start recording.
He sat up slightly straight and began to speak. I turned on the recorder and held my breath.
My name is Lu Ming. I am twenty-seven years old. I am a painter.
When I was very young, I showed some creativity in color and line. When I was twelve years old, I won the National Children’s Art Gold Award. When I was
15 years old, I painted an impression called Sunflowers on the Sea, which won the gold cup of the Van Gogh Art Prize. That painting is now worth five million dollars. It seems that it was bought by a private collector in France.
Gradually, I became more and more famous, and many rich people invited me to paint for them, and offered quite attractive prices.
My parents forced me to cater to those businessmen because of their desire for money. I rejected them in my heart, but there was no way to resist.
My random doodles, sometimes even out of irony, which are not works at all, some become brand LOGO, some become their advertising boards, and some are hung in the office, which they regard as treasures. What is
even more ridiculous is that many news reports have said that I have entered the “new art stream.”.
Idiot.
Art should not be waste paper purchased by the stink of money, but should follow the dedication of the heart, but how can those vulgar people understand! Anyway, I gained fame and fortune at a young age and lived the kind of life that ordinary people dream of.
Gradually, I felt an emptiness that went deep into my bones, like when you step into a swamp and want to get out quickly, but you don’t have the courage to step out.
Under such circumstances, I have developed a perverted hobby.
About three years ago, a wealthy businessman named Qi came to me and offered me a high price to make a painting for him.
The rich businessman was in his sixties, but he married a 20-year-old female college student. When the woman was eating, her eyes hooked me intentionally or unintentionally. I suddenly had a mischievous idea. When I
went to the bathroom, the woman slipped me a note. It was her cell phone number.
A week later, I invited her to a hotel, and we had sex. At the end, the woman’s cheeks flushed and her body trembled slightly. I said, “You look very beautiful now. Why don’t I draw it for you? It will definitely become a very good work of art.”.
The woman was shallow and ignorant, and when she heard this, she was so happy that she immediately posed for me to draw.
The next day, the rich man received my painting specially for him. His new wife was lying naked on the bed, with a charming smile in her eyes and sweat around her neck.
Although I didn’t see the expression of the rich man at that time, I think it must be very interesting. The man beat his wife like a pig that night. The next day, he kicked her out of the house and found a lot of people in the underworld. He wanted to punish me. I had expected all this and slipped to another city.
Later, I posted the sketch on the Internet, including the information of the rich man and the woman. News
about pornography always spread quickly. For a while, the rich man became a well-known figure. Everyone knew that he was cuckolded. Maybe he was narrow-minded, or he was in poor health. He died of illness in less than a month.
When I saw the news of his death, there was a wonderful trembling feeling in my body. The high level of excitement made it difficult for me to calm down, and the long-lost inspiration poured into my mind.
That night I painted a painting called “Visitors from Hell” without sleep. That painting brought my art field to a higher level. Foreign media have done a lot of interpretations, and I believe you have heard of it.
Of course, my greatest achievement is to discover a way of life that is extremely happy.
Getting to know a person, finding out what he cares about most, and then destroying it, can give people an unimaginable pleasure.
In this world, whether it is power, money or social status, in the final analysis, people pursue these things in order to put themselves above another group of people, which is also the ugly nature of life.
After that, I did a lot of similar things and picked two interesting things to tell you.
There was a little boy who worked three odd jobs while going to school because his family was poor. The first time I met him was in a convenience store. He fell asleep on the night shift and was scolded by his boss for half an hour. After the
boss left, I pretended to be enthusiastic and comforted him while chatting with him. The boy was as simple as a blank sheet of paper in front of me. He soon complained to me that the boss often deducted their wages and sometimes treated them as coolies. If he could not find a job, the boy would have wanted to leave long ago.
I left a contact information and told him that if he wanted to find a job that was easy to make money, he could call me.
Not long after, the boy called me and invited me to a small restaurant. He invited me to dinner with a humble attitude and asked me if I had a reliable job to introduce to him. He had resigned. What kind of treatment
do you expect?
I asked with a smile.
Three thousand, one.. One month.
The boy was a little uncertain.
No.
I answered firmly.
never mind, then forget I asked.
He maintained his dignity, though his tone and expression betrayed his depression.
Thirty thousand times is available. Are you interested?
I asked as if nothing had happened. With a sudden tremor and a bright light in his eyes,
the boy stood up and poured me a glass of wine and asked me what my job was. After
I said a few words, he almost threw the wine in my face in anger and left in a rage, swearing a few words and calling me a son of a bitch. The pull of
self-esteem and money is never a battle, but a protracted battle.
So I didn’t take his anger too seriously.
Then after a period of time, the boy called me again, saying that he agreed, but asked me to pay the deposit first, I readily called him, so that he could put down his guard.
The boy stayed in the hotel for one night and met me downstairs in the lobby the next day. I gave him the rest of the money. It was
also at that moment that I saw the most vivid human expression, a complex and indescribable expression, with pain, joy, shame, indignation.. I enjoyed his appearance as if I were tasting delicious food. How interesting is the process of the disintegration of
self-esteem. When the boy returned to school, he sent part of the money to his family, and some of the money to buy a gift, ready to confess his love to the girl he had been secretly in love with for a long time. When he invited the girl to the restaurant, he found that all the students were staring at him with ridicule and contempt.
The boy’s heart was pounding, not knowing what had happened. Soon the girl came over. The boy handed her the carefully prepared gift. He opened his mouth clumsily. Before he had finished a sentence, the girl knocked the gift to the ground.
Disgusting, don’t bother me anymore.
The boy was dumbfounded, and the spectators’ expressions were even meaner. Just then, the boy’s cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that he had fallen into the abyss of hell. The video of
him and two men having sex naked in a hotel was posted on the campus forum, with thousands of messages full of ridicule and abuse.
That night, the boy jumped off the building, the body was like a broken watermelon, the onlookers pointed, but no one sympathized with him. The sound of the
lighter brought me back to reality. Lu Ming seemed to say that he was tired and lit another cigarette.
This man is a complete pervert. When
he talked about these things, his voice was flat and his expression was indifferent, as if he were talking about trivial things, and there was a faint smile on his face, with a hint of ostentation in it.
Why do these things?
My palms sweat profusely with excitement. Why don’t you do
such a fun thing?
“He raised his face and asked,” It only takes a little money and a little time to play another person like an ant. You can control his life and turn him into anything you want.
In the process, you can get god-like satisfaction.
If everyone knew that all the inspiration of this talented painter came from “killing people,” the headlines would explode tomorrow.
Back to the case, why did you kill the girl yourself this time? Was it also for pleasure?
I put the recording pen on his chest.
His lips quivered slightly and he glanced at me with a chill. How much does it cost to
do a news story?
He asked a puzzling question.
Not much, that is, the salary level of ordinary media workers.
Over the past few years, it seems that I often see your news appearing on the headlines of websites and TV programs. Do you find all your news by yourself?
Let’s go back to the case. It’s getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow.
I pulled the topic back.
Lu Ming finished his cigarette leisurely, and under the pale yellow light, his thin facial features looked ferocious.
You are so impatient. I hate impatient people.
4 I hate people who are impatient. Human beings
without endurance are like animals who can’t restrain their primitive desires in my eyes. I have read a very interesting point of view on a website
before. The blogger divides endurance into ten levels. The lowest level is to take injections and medicines, endure illness, then to be abused in public, endure ridicule, and then to live alone and not communicate with the outside world for a long time, which is to endure loneliness.. The interesting thing is that the highest level of patience lies in the control of one’s own desires. For example, if you see a fat wallet on the road, can you walk away without seeing it? If you share a room with a sexy woman in a hotel, can you keep your belt when she is naked in bed? Even simpler, a chocolate candy is in your mouth. When it is slowly melted by your saliva, can you resist biting it with your teeth?
In the final analysis, man is a creature easily conquered by his own desires.
It wasn’t until half a year ago that I finally met someone who could confront my desires. At that time, I was ecstatic, as if I could play the game I had been looking forward to.
The girl’s name is Ning Ning. She is a newly graduated college student. She has a boyfriend named Han Lu. Their relationship has always been good. I approached them through some means.
I thought it would be easy to deal with such a little girl, money, fame, villas, vanity. These routines, which I usually use easily, are totally useless on Ningning.
She politely declined a series of my pursuits, and even fell out in the end, calling me a hooligan, harassing her again and calling the police to make me look good. I was ecstatic with all
her performances. If
the game is not difficult, what is the meaning of playing it.
Although Ningning is a self-abiding person, her little boyfriend is full of problems.
I took him to several high clubs, and I took him to several underground casinos, and within a few days he became Pavlov’s dog, especially after he owed high gambling debts, and almost obeyed me. The
fun part is finally here.
Under the threat of death from the underground bank, Han Lu was so frightened that he couldn’t sleep day and night. He was as thin as a skeleton. Of course, Ning Ning couldn’t bear to see her boyfriend suffer so much, so she borrowed money from her friends.
But that little money even interest is not enough, how can things be settled, in this way, Han Lu knelt on the ground begging Ning Ning to help her.
I.. How can I help you?
Ningning’s eyes were filled with tears.
“Brother Lu has been recruiting mannequins recently, and the price is very high. You can do it a few times, help me pay off my debts, and then we can start a new life..” Han Lu lowered his head and snot and tears flowed all over the floor. In
this way, I once again saw the whole process of the disintegration of self-esteem.
“Raise your legs a little, tighten your stomach, put your hands behind your head..” I took the paintbrush and ordered without emotion. The
naked girl’s face was full of shame and anger, but she dared not question it. She trembled and obeyed my instructions. In fact, her body was not very beautiful. There was a little fat on her lower abdomen and a pale birthmark on her shoulder.
But not important, the expression on her face was so interesting that I painted slowly in a high mood, and inspiration flashed in my mind like stars.
Of course, this is only the first step.
I paid her a fee according to the contract. After she took the money, she said thank you coldly and left without looking back.
The second time, she came to me again, because Han Lu still had a lot of gambling debts to pay off, but I refused her with an expressionless face, I said I had found another model.
The girl was so anxious that she finally put down her posture and begged me to give her another chance. I pretended to think for a long time and recommended her to one of my colleagues.
That colleague can pay a high price, but his professionalism is far less than mine. I don’t know what they did in the hotel, but when she came out, her neck and arms were bruised, and there were tears of grievance on her face. In
this way, under the constant inducement of the nihilistic dedication of love and money, the self-righteous girl began to get used to showing her body, and even had a relationship with different painters.
I knew that she had been slowly crushed, and that all it took was the last straw for her to collapse completely.
A week ago, when Ningning wearily opened the door of her apartment and saw her boyfriend in bed with a young model brought back from the club, she angrily picked up a fruit knife and wanted to destroy everything in front of her.
Han Lu knelt on the ground and confessed, saying that all this was my idea, and that she was my plaything target from beginning to end.
That crazy woman, for revenge, sent me a series of text messages, even took nude photos and invited me to “go to her place.”.
Although I thought it was strange, I didn’t take it too seriously and rushed over that night.
I didn’t expect that the prey would jump up and bite people one day.
As soon as I entered the door, Ningning smiled and poured me a cup of tea, chatted with me for a few minutes, then began to undress, sat on me and kissed me.
As I slowly lowered my guard, I saw her pick up the fruit knife hidden behind the sofa through the mirror. My back was sweating, and the blade was almost on the back of my neck.
Ningning, is it not good for us to do this? After all, you have a boyfriend.
I pretended to be a gentleman and looked at her tenderly.
She didn’t expect me to say such a thing, and she was stunned.
In the crucial seconds, I pressed her arm like lightning, and she realized that the plot had been exposed and began to shout, trying to grab the knife that had fallen to the ground.
I had no choice but to choke her, then pick up the knife with my other hand and stab her in the chest. It was the first time I felt death at close range. The blood was more vivid than any paint. Ningning began to twitch and her pupils dilated to an unreal extent. You must have known the
next thing very well. At three o’clock
in the morning, two policemen walked into the interrogation room and took Lu Ming away. When
Lu Ming walked out of the door, I said to him, “I will report what you have done, so that everyone can see your true face. Although you will be punished legally if you are caught, morally, the people will give you more trials.”.
Lu Ming stopped and turned his face sideways with a strange smile.
No, you got caught.
What do you mean? Is
this man mentally ill?
I was wondering when a young policewoman came in and said I could go back.
Sitting in the limousine outside the police station, I finally couldn’t help laughing in ecstasy.
That guy, that guy, that was so much fun. If
he hadn’t been caught by the police, we might have been very good friends. The first time
I got into this business, the hiring manager asked everyone a question. What is the most precious thing in
this age?
Some answered about money, some about time, and some about professional ethics. The fat manager named Hu Ting shook his head in disappointment and wrote down two words on the whiteboard: flow.
In this era of public opinion explosion, traffic is more valuable than diamonds. If we
understand this basic principle, we can make some progress in the media.
To cite a few simple news, more than a year ago, a fire broke out in a commercial residence, the hostess and the children were killed in the fire, and the fire was deliberately caused by the nanny. What can we do to catch the
news? We need to make up a modern version of the story of “the farmer and the snake” and portray the hero as a gentle and kind figure (although we already know what he is). The “goodness” of the
host should be contrasted with the “evil” of the nanny. The “infatuation” of the host and the “sadness” of the moment should be reflected. With a high-definition photo of him squatting on the ground in great pain, all the hot elements are gathered together. The news has become a national headline.
But the best part is just beginning.
In today’s society, what people like to watch most is not sex, violence, or Gore. What people expect most is a “reversal.” For example, if one day you find out that a sanctimonious teacher is a domestic violence maniac, that sense of subversion will bring huge traffic and discussion.
Similarly, if a kind-hearted and infatuated man suddenly turns into a scum man who robs property and raises a mistress, then the news will be more popular than first news. Media people who
make good use of “reversal” are the real traffic players. They can treat news as recyclable garbage and recycle it continuously. Every day,
we put a little big news, tear up the man’s affectionate persona (which is basically created by us), so that the people who go to the theatre enjoy it, and finally adjust the advertising price higher and higher, making a lot of money.
There are also some public events, the right and wrong of the matter has been very obvious, but we will jump out to sing a different tune, at the same time find some insignificant accounts to quarrel, in fact, people with eyes know what is going on, but it does not matter, abuse is sometimes a kind of traffic.
We will split into different roles and make a simple news “full of doubts”.
Until the end of the matter, some have gained fans, some have received advertisements, and some have a bad reputation and are abandoned directly, so as not to be found out by others, but in any case, we have already made a lot of money.
Some people say that now is an era of self-media.
In my opinion, now is more like a big entertainment era, an era of teasing fools. People who
pay attention to the news will not care about the truth of the matter at all, nor will they think about the basic logic inside.
Like a dog pulled by words, it swings to this end and to that end, until the media people use up the value of news, they will pat their heads and feel as if they have been played, but they still enjoy it. In that case
, why don’t I make fake news?
With such a genius idea, I started my own road to success. The first time
I made fake news was when I came across a fight. A woman was swimming in a swimming pool. A boy of 13 or 14 years old touched her buttocks in the pool. The woman was furious and slapped the boy.
Then the boy’s parents rushed over to find a woman to settle accounts, the woman’s husband also heard the news, two groups of people quarreled bitterly. After
listening for about ten minutes, I vaguely heard that the woman seemed to be a teacher. In a flash of inspiration, a wonderful idea appeared.
Female teachers, teenagers, swimming pool contact.. Combining all the key words together, we can outline a story that satisfies the public’s bad taste.
I posted the photo on the Internet, saying that the female teacher went swimming, the boy accidentally touched her, was given a heavy slap in the face, and then called his husband to beat the boy. As soon as the
news came out, it caused an uproar. The female teacher’s personal information was quickly posted on the Internet by human flesh, followed by criticism from the public “full of moral sense.” In order to reduce the impact, the school had to dismiss the female teacher. Not only that, the female teacher received abusive messages and anonymous express delivery every day. Unable to bear the humiliation, she chose to die. But most netizens still think she is pretentious.
Because of that news, my salary doubled and I was promoted to a supervisor.
Finally, I discovered that I had a gift beyond ordinary people, that is, the ability to turn the bad taste of the masses into money. The
girl went to a nightclub and was sexually assaulted, but I put the focus of the news on her clothes and social relations, so that the audience felt that “it serves her right, poor people must have something to hate.”.
The boy was hurt by campus violence, but I focused the news on his truancy, Internet cafes and fights, so that parents with a sense of substitution attacked the school. After the operation, the
doctor squatted on the ground and drank glucose to supplement his physical strength, but I focused on who should pay for the bottle of glucose. The dispute between doctors and patients is always a hot spot.
What, what if someone else gets in trouble and goes to court?
Apologize. Apologize sincerely. The apology should be as long as possible, and the money should be paid as much as possible.
But to insist that you just received the wrong information and did not want to hurt anyone, the punishment that the law can give is minimal.
At three o’clock in the morning, the office was still brightly lit. As soon as
I opened the door, my colleagues gathered around me and asked me how I was.
Well-known painter’s downtown murder case is the biggest news in the city. If any media can grasp the first-hand information, the benefits brought by the flow are simply unimaginable.
Lu Ming that boy is also a good eye, unexpectedly gave me this gift, of course, I want to give him a good feedback.
Xiao Li, sort out all the things in the recording pen, polish the story, and focus on the greed of the victims.
Let the news spread. In the next few days, we’ll dig it out and maybe there will be a surprise.
Xiao Wang, code those photos and put them on tomorrow’s headlines. Xiao Hu, contact the relevant personnel of Lu Ming’s studio, and you’d better get copies of his paintings.. As I drank my tea, the office was in full swing.
the victim’s personal information.. Do you want to be subtle? Is it not good for us to write that everyone can guess who they are?
A bespectacled intern girl asked me timidly.
“***!” I threw hot tea in her face. “What’s wrong? If you don’t want to do it, get out now!” The girl shrieked, her face red with burning, and she drew back with tears.
Idiot.
News, of course, must have a breaking point, just like porn must have a plot, these rookies are really funny. When the
sky is slightly bright, the news is finally ready, grabbing the news is like a landing battle, every minute is crucial, I am satisfied with the sample on the computer, the corners of my mouth can not help but rise.
I wonder how many more zeros there are in the bank account this time?
I clicked send, and tired like a flood, I lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, but the noise kept ringing in my ears. I rubbed my eyes, and before I could see what was going on, my hair was grabbed by a man, and then I fell to the ground top-heavy.
The world was spinning, and I felt the blood on my chin and woke up in an instant.
The office was smashed to pieces, and the floor was covered with blood. A tall man with a skull tattoo on his neck slapped me in the face and asked ferociously, “You’re still ***ing sleeping soundly. Did you post that news?”?
“” What.. What news?
My teeth are chattering.
“*** your mother and pretend to be stupid!” The man punched me again and two of my teeth flew to the window.
A newspaper collapsed in front of me, Lu Ming’s news occupied more than half of the page, my heart trembled, feeling that something was wrong.
What’s the matter, big.. Eldest brother?
Come with me to see our boss. Damn it, you’ve got guts. You’ve done it to our boss. Ignoring my pleas,
the man grabbed me by the neck and dragged me out.
“Is there any misunderstanding? Big brother, if you have something to say..” I kept kicking my legs to signal my employees to call the police.
But they just squatted down with their heads in their hands as if they couldn’t see me.
Off-road vehicle stop and go, do not know how long, I was kicked out of the car by the big fellow.
Royal Dragon Villa, seaside villa, any one of the houses in this area is over 100 million. The panic in my
heart became more and more intense, and I was pushed and shoved forward by the group of big men into a luxurious villa like an ancient palace. In the center of the hall, a gray-haired old man looked at me coldly. Did you write the
news?
His voice was hoarse and harsh, but with an oppressive force.
Yes.. It was written according to Lu Ming’s confession. Do
you know me?
The old man took a sip of tea.
“You are..” I knelt on the ground like an egg that would be crushed by a stone at any time. My
name is Qi Siyu. I’m the rich man in your news who died of anger after being cuckolded. Do you know how many media are blocking the door of our company today? Do you know how much our company’s stock price has fallen today?
I gasped and my mind went blank.
Qi Siyu, the vice chairman of the multinational plutocrat Qinlian Enterprise, and Qin Wenyou, the eldest son of the plutocrat, who has always been arrogant and domineering, are all well-behaved like a pupil in front of him. It
has been rumored that the reason why Qin Lian can become a rich and powerful enterprise now is that Qi Siyu, the strategist, has made great contributions.
Shit, how does this have anything to do with him?
“I didn’t scribble these things. Lu Ming told me at the police station. You can listen to the recording pen. He said it himself. He wanted to slander your reputation..” I was sweating and shaking.
Do you mean that Lu Ming has a grudge against me and that he wants to punish me? There was a chill in the
old man’s eyes.
Yes, yes, that’s it.
“” Oh, I see.
The old man got up and shook his wrist casually.
The next second, my right hand was trampled on the ground, and the man with a tattoo on his neck came up to me with a knife. He grinned at me, and the knife and the floor made a loud noise.
“Ah, ah!” I screamed and rolled on the ground. The pain made me unable to think. Tears and snot filled my face. My severed right hand was held in the air by the man with a knife and fork. I’ll teach you a little lesson
this time. Don’t let me see you in this city in the future. Do more homework when you do news in the future.
The old man walked away slowly on his golden crutches. I was about to faint. The ferocious men lifted me into the car and then ran all the way. Finally, they threw me like a dead dog at the hospital gate.
8 You are caught.
No, you were caught.
A disdainful smile, an indifference colder than ice in his eyes, and a wisp of smoke slowly disappearing in the air.
Suddenly I opened my eyes and found myself lying in a hospital full of the smell of disinfectant. The sharp pain from the broken wrist made me groan.
There is no doubt that I have been played.
I sat up shakily, opened my mobile phone with my left hand, checked the relevant information of Lu Ming, and unexpectedly saw incredible information in the column of social relations, Qi Siyu was actually his uncle. Why did
Lu Ming give me such “false news”?
Cold sweat overflowed my forehead, and the wound felt a sharp tingling, which I could not bear, like countless insects shuttling through it, and I shouted for the doctor. A
few minutes later, a middle-aged doctor with glasses came into the ward and sat beside me.
“Doctor, there seems to be something wrong with my wound. It’s too itchy..” Is it uncomfortable?
The doctor asked slowly.
“Yes, it’s really uncomfortable. Can you take off the gauze and wrap it up again?” That won’t be necessary.
The doctor simply crossed his legs and took a slow drink of water.
What the *** is this, doctor?
I couldn’t bear it. I scratched the gauze with my fingers. Then I screamed loudly in pain. Damn, what’s the situation?
If you don’t care, it’s so itchy that you want to hit the wall, and if you touch it lightly, it’s so painful that you faint.
The doctor turned his face sideways, admiring my painful posture, and the cold light reflected from his glasses made me realize that something was wrong.
I put a special ointment on your wound. How can I say? This ointment is usually used to remove carrion. When it is applied to a fresh wound, it becomes a poison.
Wounds can become inflamed, itchy, and even cause nervous disorders. In general, it can be very uncomfortable and difficult to expect death.
The doctor stood up with a chilling smile on his lips.
Why did you hurt me?
Why did you hurt me? The crawling itch of
ten thousand ants made my decibel level increase, and the blue veins on my neck burst out one after another.
Let me help you remember.
The doctor took out a neatly cut newspaper. This is my son.
Two years ago, an 18-year-old boy was subjected to school violence and stabbed a perpetrator with a knife. After the fermentation of
public opinion, it aroused discussion from all sides of the society. At this time, I released a big news, which was the video and photos of the boy and the abuser in the hotel, together with his repeated truancy records, turning our attention to the education of teenagers. The
large-scale reversal made the news dominate the headlines for a week, bringing huge advertising fees. A video of
him having sex with two men in a hotel was posted on a campus forum, with thousands of messages full of ridicule and abuse.
That night, the boy jumped off the building. His body was like a broken watermelon. The onlookers pointed at him, but no one sympathized with him. There was a buzz in
my head. This was another ***ing trap set for me by Lu Ming. In the stories
he told, the victims he “played with” were all inextricably linked with me. What do
you want? Instinctively,
I huddled on the edge of the bed and assumed an alert posture. I’ve done everything I
want to do. In the next half month, you will itch more and more, and your flesh will rot one after another. Finally, you can’t help cutting off your flesh piece by piece with a knife.
I think this punishment is fair to you.
The doctor gave me a cold look, got up and walked slowly out of the ward. He staggered
out of the hospital building and back into the busy streets. In the glare of the
sun, I pursed my chapped lips and thought about what to do next. People who have
offended Qin Lian have been poisoned. Fortunately, they have made a lot of money over the years, so they should leave the city as soon as possible and go to other places to find a big hospital.
Having made up my mind, I reached out my hand on the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and sat in it like a prostration.
Go to the city center square.
“Get off!” The driver, who had a beard, turned his face sideways and growled at me.
You.. What did you say?
I have no idea what’s going on.
Get out of here. I don’t do business with people like you.
You know me?
A deep-seated chill rose from the bottom of my heart. Since the news was released, everything has been getting worse and worse.
The driver stopped talking to me, got out of the car angrily, opened the back door, threw me out of the car, and walked away with a dirty word.
Not only that, I found that the pedestrians on the street looked at me with strange eyes. What
the hell is going on?
That’s him, the one who made the fake news.
The shameless thing has killed so many people, and still has the face to walk out of the door? “
You see, his hand seems to be broken. It serves him right. This kind of person had better cut off all his limbs. It’s only appropriate to be an adult..” Those vicious whispers, they’re like bullets.
I blushed and lowered my head, not daring to look anyone in the eye.
Half an hour later, I saw the clarification news released by Qin Lian on the TV of a convenience store. They bought all the gold plates of the media and made public what I had done in recent years. My clear front photo was also hung on the top.
Newspapers, radio stations, billboards on bus stops.. They turned me into a rat that everyone in the city shouted to kill.
Boss, this man seems to be the bastard on TV.
“” Yes, even for us hoodlums, what we do is not so dirty.
A few punks surrounded me on the street corner, with a playful and playful attitude.
“Now that we’ve met, let’s pack it up. I’m sure no one will bother us if we fight this kind of person. Damn it, everyone should practice their hands so as not to fight in the wrong place next time.” I kept begging for mercy, but they turned a deaf ear, and countless fists and feet fell on me.
Soon, I fell to the ground, my blood choking in my throat like thick phlegm, and I felt death approaching me.
10 “Save..” Save me, save.. Life.. I called for help in a weak voice, and some of the passers-by rushed to see my face clearly and left gloating, some gave me a few feet, cursed a few words and jumped away, and some even took out mobile phone videos to record my death process.
They are expecting me to die, even the most basic humanitarian care is not, I still have a complete piece of skin?
I don’t know.
A pair of clean sneakers stopped in front of me, and the familiar smell of smoke wafted into my nose.
I struggled to raise my head and saw a thin and cold face. Didn’t he kill someone?
How is it possible to be released so soon?
Lu Ming sat beside me and flicked a cigarette butt in my face.
It hurts, but I don’t even have the strength to moan.
For.. What? Why did you hurt me? I stared at him, not understanding his hatred for me.
Do you know her?
Lu Ming took out a photo from his pocket and put it in front of my eyes. The girl in the
photo is not very old, wearing a white skirt, with two faint dimples on her face.
It looks familiar, but I can’t remember.
Her name is Chou Ningning. Half a year ago, she was handing out leaflets on the street. Two drunks who came out of a bar dragged her into a car and gang-raped her. After that, she called the police, but the two drunks were never caught.
Then she found a media, hoping that society would pay attention to this matter, catch the two rapists, and most importantly, prevent any more girls from being hurt. How much courage does
a 22-year-old girl need to show her wounds to everyone, just to protect other strangers.
But she did not think that she was in contact with an unscrupulous media.
A week later, when the news about her assault came out, she looked at the website dumbfounded. The news made a passing mention of her injury, but spent a lot of space making up her interpersonal relationship.
She had only one boyfriend, but the news said that she had been in love more than a dozen times in college, that she had never been to a nightclub, but the news said that she often wore skimpy clothes at night, and that she had several abortions.
What was more terrible was that her picture was also published in the report, and from that moment on, hell fell on her. Everyone
around her called her a bitch and felt that she had brought it on herself. Every day, many people sent her abusive text messages, as well as some terrible express delivery, paper money, needle dolls, rotten pants.. She tried to defend herself, but no one would listen. She stayed in her little house all day, unable to eat or sleep. In
the end, she made an extreme decision.
Because I taught her to draw when she was in college, she wanted me to help her draw her last picture. She was originally a clean and beautiful girl, but she became old and haggard in the cyber violence of gangrene. Long-term lack of sleep made her sensitive and fragile.
She cried and told me that she had never done anything bad in her life. Why did this happen to her?
I decided to help her and told her that I would find out all this and let her have a good rest.
But I didn’t expect that she would commit suicide that night. She said she was too tired to face tomorrow. The
strength is slowly withdrawn, and the will is slowly blurred.
Lu Ming stood up and waved, and several men in white coats carried me to the ambulance, but I did not have a trace of joy, and the panic in my heart became more and more intense.
Don’t think of dying so easily. I will try my best to save you, but let you live without being a ghost.
You have to feel their pain, everyone around you hates you, everyone imposes malice on you, loses all self-esteem, feelings, identity.. The only thing left is endless pain. Don’t
you like this big entertainment era?
Enjoy it.
Lu Ming clenched his teeth and patted me on the face, and the anger in his eyes tried to swallow me up.
The next second, I fell into the bottomless darkness.
[Epilogue] My name is Zhou Ningning. I’m 22 years old this year. I made this video just to prove that I’m not the kind of person I’m talking about in the news. The girl in the
mobile phone video is simply dressed and has heavy dark circles under her eyes. She must not have had a good sleep for a long time.
I don’t know why the media wrote that, and I didn’t know that everyone was scolding me. I defended myself again and again, but the abuse became more and more.
I don’t understand why strangers who don’t know each other can have so much malice?
From the beginning to the end, I have never done anything wrong. Why? The girl began to choke, and her tears fell on the table like brilliant crystals.
Now I use my life to prove that I am not the kind of person in the news. I am not dissolute or promiscuous. I am just a victim.
You can still choose not to believe it, but I hope that the next time you see similar news, you can think about it carefully, restrain your malice, and whether you have inadvertently hurt innocent people. The girl began to eat white pills, one after another, and finally swallowed half a bottle in one mouthful.
I will ask someone to dismember my body and put my head in the downtown area. I believe that in this way, everyone will see the news and be able to re-examine the matter.
I’m sorry, Mom and Dad, I’m sorry, Miss Lu, I really can’t go on.. The girl’s voice became weaker and weaker, and she began to twitch on the table, and the video turned black.
Until the end, the girl has goodwill to the world, and she uses extreme ways to give the public a rational admonition.
Although, in this era of big entertainment, not many people can understand.
So, who was the man who dismembered the body? Was it Lu Ming? Asked
a boy wearing headphones.
I heard it wasn’t. It seemed to be a thief hired by the girl, but Lu Ming rushed over as soon as he knew about it and decided to use himself as bait to make the news as big as possible. Said
another boy with dyed yellow hair. What is the origin of the
thief?
I read through the grapevine that the thief is a nymphomaniac and seems to have Oedipus complex. Would you like to send a text message to scold him?
All right, count me in. The
two boys walked away excitedly, and no one noticed that there was a tramp under the overpass. He was covered with blood, and his right hand was broken at the wrist, giving off a disgusting smell of decay.
Every time someone passed by, he would shake and sob uncontrollably.
Every night, when a car stopped in front of him at twelve o’clock on time, he would scream like a beast.
(End). Focus on not getting lost ~
