On the way back to the store, Chen Taitong's face was gloomy. He didn't say a word. The atmosphere was so tense. The driver was sweating as he drove. He felt like he was sitting next to a bomb.
"Stop the car," Chen Taitong suddenly said.
"What?" The driver was shocked, "Boss, we are not at the store yet!"
"I know. Stop the car!" Chen Taitong repeated.
The driver didn't know what was going on, but he had to stop the car since his boss insisted.
He stepped on the brake and the car slowly slid to the side of the road.
Chen Taitong jumped out of the car, looked around, and tried to figure out the direction.
The driver kindly pointed out, "Boss, the nearest public restroom is over there … But that restroom is dirty and smelly. Why don't you find an electric pole …"
Chen Taitong scolded, "Bullsh * t! I am not a dog. Why would I find an electric pole? "
The driver was scared. He thought, "I was kind enough to remind you. I was afraid you couldn't hold it in. Why are you scolding me?"
Chen Taitong lit up a cigarette and said, "You guys go back first."
"What?" The driver was shocked again, "Boss, you …"
Chen Taitong interrupted him, "I have something to do. I will take a taxi myself." Before the driver could say anything, Chen Taitong waved his hand, "Go! Don't dawdle! Take care of the pets and get off work early today. "
The driver thought, "Get off work early today? That's great! "
"Then I'm leaving, boss."
"Go."
Chen Taitong smoked the cigarette anxiously. He watched the small truck disappear at the corner of the street.
He looked around again. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt like the passersby were looking at him. It was as if they could read his mind and thoughts.
"Fu * k!" He choked on the smoke and coughed. Tears almost came out of his eyes.
He spat out a few mouthfuls of saliva, threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stamped it out.
What should he do?
He looked at an alley not far from him.
The alley was very narrow, so narrow that the car couldn't turn around.
The alley was very quiet. Since he got off the car, no one had come in or out. Even the passersby didn't want to look inside.
All in all, it was an unlucky alley, suitable for shooting supernatural movies.
Once he entered the alley, he couldn't go back.
However, he could no longer turn back.
Chen Taitong looked around again. When there were fewer people, he pretended to scratch his forehead, covered his face with his hands, and walked into the alley.
As soon as he entered the alley, it was as if he had entered another world.
The noise of the vehicles and pedestrians on the main road instantly quietened down.
The alley was not straight, and the old buildings on both sides desperately wanted to occupy more space. As a result, the view in the alley was very poor, and he always felt that someone might be hiding in a corner.
Other than Chen Taitong, there was no one else in the alley. There was only a dirty wild cat tearing a garbage bag. The cat turned around, looked at Chen Taitong with its yellow eyes, and then went back to rummaging through the trash.
A black cat was inauspicious.
Unlucky alley, unlucky cat.
Chen Taitong took a deep breath and picked up a stone, trying to scare the cat away. But when he straightened his body, he found that the wildcat had disappeared. It probably ran away with the food in its mouth.
He laughed at himself and threw away the stone. He noticed that there was a metal sign nailed to the wall to his right, which read: Qing Ren Lane.
Qing Ren Lane. It was a weird name. He didn't know why it was named. What was even weirder was that someone jokingly added three dots next to the word "Qing," making it "Qing Ren Lane."
Qing Ren Lane, an alley with no people.
Chen Taitong kept walking.
The further he walked, the quieter the noise on the main road became. When he was halfway there, the noise was almost completely gone.
Chen Taitong could only hear footsteps — his own footsteps.
He suddenly turned around.
There was nothing behind him. It was as empty as the front.
He was suspicious.
Because of the nervousness, his blood pressure was high, and he turned around too fast, he felt dizzy. His blood was rushing to the top of his head.
He clenched his fists and kept walking.
In this kind of situation, people would usually make some noise. Otherwise, they would go crazy. Chen Taitong was no exception. He started to hum, whistle, and kick the pebbles like an elementary school boy. A middle-aged man in a traditional Chinese suit, humming a pop song and kicking the pebbles while walking, looked very weird.
The ground was wet. It was all the dirty water that the residents in the alley poured on it. Since it couldn't be exposed to the sun, it was hard to evaporate, and the smell was terrible.
However, it proved that there were people living in the alley. It was not as lifeless as it looked.
Squeak!
Chen Taitong felt like an electric current was running through his back. He suddenly shivered, and all the hair on his body stood up.
There was something behind him! It was not an illusion this time!
His heart was beating fast, and his temples were hurting.
He swallowed and turned around, his scalp tingling.
The wild cat was about twenty meters behind him, staring at him with its yellow eyes. There was a squirming fat mouse in its mouth.
The squeak was the mouse's sound.
In the depressing silence, the man and the cat were facing each other.
Chen Taitong looked at the ground, trying to find the pebbles he had been kicking. He found that the pebbles had rolled into a deep pool of dirty water. The dirty water was overflowing from a blocked sewer.
Normally, he would not be afraid of a cat like this. However, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the cat was blocking his way out.
The cat loosened its mouth, and the mouse fell down, trying to run away. The cat didn't even look at it. It clapped its paw and pressed the mouse's tail. No matter how hard the mouse struggled, it couldn't escape from the cat's paw.
Chen Taitong felt sick. The cat was playing with the mouse. It would not eat it until it was done playing with it. It would not eat the mouse until it was completely hopeless.
This was the nature of cats. It was understandable, but it was creepy in this situation.
He raised his hand, bluffing, as if he were going to run at it and strike it.
The cat didn't dodge. It grinned, as if it was laughing at him.
Chen Taitong pointed at the cat, "Don't follow me. I will punch you!"
He stepped back as he said this.
Maybe his threat worked, but the wild cat really didn't follow him. It just lowered its head and bit off the rat's head.
The rat's limbs twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
Chen Taitong ran as fast as he could. There was only one thought in his mind: run!
The alley was not long. Soon, he reached the end.
It was a dead end.
He held the wall and opened his mouth. It was difficult for him to breathe.
He looked back. The cat didn't follow him. It was probably enjoying its meal.
At the end of the alley was a small three-story building. There was a dusty sign on the door: Qing Ren Consulting Firm.
Chen Taitong pressed the doorbell while breathing heavily.
After a while, an emotionless voice came from the walkie-talkie, "Who is it?"
"My name is Wang Qi. I called you before," Chen Taitong said.
A moment later the door opened with a click.
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