boom!
Blood splattered. The force was so strong that the character's head was smashed against the car window, and then bounced back hard.
The woman wields a red jack and hits the character's head like crazy. Again and again, even the entire front window was covered in blood and flesh.
Until he ran out of strength, the red jack flew out.
What frightened her more than murder was that a strange figure emerged from the body of the man whose head was smashed to pieces as he slowly fell out of the car door.
Wu Chen, who escaped from his mind as the character in the play ended, turned off the engine and parked the car as if nothing had happened.
"Hello, ma'am."
"Who are you?" The woman's fear and despair could not be greater.
"I thought you knew." Wu Chen did not answer directly, but his expression was under control.
The woman has thought to herself, “Oh my God, am I going to go to hell?”
"It's not the time yet, madam." Wu Chen got out of the car and asked, "Can you help me?"
"Oh! Okay, okay." Facing Wu Chen, who was probably from hell, the woman completely lost her resistance.
According to the plot setting of Fat House: plot characters cannot get off the bus midway unless required by the plot. The van containing the corpse and the corpse whose head was smashed by a jack in the play all indicate the removal of the corpse of a man or woman. This is necessary for the derived plot of "women die from long tongues" or "if you don't commit suicide, you will not die." .
The two worked together to lift the body of the man into the cargo box and then returned to the cab.
There is no way this classic car has navigation. When Wu Chen was carrying the body to the trunk, he also took the time to search the pockets of the characters in the play, but there was no mobile phone navigation. Trying to lift the sun visor above your head, a piece of origami fell down. This is a map of the city. The thing circled in red is the cold storage rented by the characters in the play. This is obviously the final destination.
"The walk-in freezer on Prospect Avenue." Sensing the woman's gaze, Wu Chen showed the map calmly: "The body must be sent to the freezer as soon as possible, madam."
"It's up to you to decide." The frightened woman completely lost her judgment. Instead, he became more and more certain that Wu Chen was from hell. He is her messenger from hell and her demon guardian.
"Damn, damn. I will definitely go to hell. I will definitely go to hell..." The van continued to set off, and the woman suddenly cried into her arms.
"Madam, hell is heaven to you. You will be deeply immersed in it, won't you." Wu Chen said meaningfully.
This sentence seemed to have infinite magic, and the woman stopped crying: "Why do you want to go there?"
"What?" Wu Chen, who compared the map and concentrated on driving, didn't react for a moment.
"Why go to the city?" the woman began to think: "Bury behind those trees, dig a six-foot deep hole that a fox cannot dig."
Wu Chen has found the answer from the memory of the human brain in the play that he had previously hidden: "The road signs on that street have been completely broken, so no one knows what the street number is. 'I' found the answer from the front of the freezing room. Bought pizza from the owner. He kept claiming it was a good deal (finger-catch freezer), but of course, 'I' never sold it (freezer). So to me it was just more food A terrible piece of pizza (an extra property that has no room for appreciation).”
Of course, the character's van and the freezer he accidentally purchased have already hinted that he does have the potential to be a serial murderer. This is also the reason why the woman noticed that he "looked like a serial murderer" as soon as she got in the car.
"Pizza?" The woman failed to grasp the facile metaphor.
"Pizza." Wu Chen continued his topic: "There is a door leading to another room, which I have never opened (meaning there is an icehouse dedicated to processing corpses)."
"What about the police?" The woman began to follow Wu Chen's pace.
"You see, the creek demarcates the state line. And the local police on either side of the state line never look across the state line. It's not their jurisdiction, so there are no police citations. By the way. I didn't even know, Will Sonny tell the police about you afterwards?" Wu Chen explained the situation at the scene of the incident: "I don't think anyone will mention what happened today even if we meet again."
"Because it's a state border?" the woman asked subconsciously.
"No, because of indifference." Wu Chen gave the answer: "Everyone is breathless under the pressure of life, like a walking zombie. It is better to do less than to do more."
"What should I do with my car?" The woman thought of the evidence that there was no destruction.
"This is how you are forgotten, madam." Wu Chen said meaningfully.
"I understand." The woman felt relieved. If it was Sonny the blacksmith or anyone else who towed away this expensive car, they would keep silent about women.
"Oops, blood stains!" the woman suddenly screamed.
It turned out that the body was bleeding non-stop, dripping down the crack of the rear door and trailing behind the car, leaving an eye-catching blood trail.
"Ma'am, you don't have to worry about this." Wu Chen's eyes were calm and he had everything under control. Wu Chen was actually determined in his heart, as long as he reached his destination. The maximum harvest can be started, and the plot fragments will be completely ended. Since the entire edited plot fragment is broken, the plot line will naturally come to an end. This means that there will be no future.
However, the words just fell. It started to rain lightly in the sky. Soon, the rain became heavier and heavier, and before entering the city, the blood had been washed away and the evidence was gone.
"..." The woman was stunned for a moment, sitting in the passenger seat, not daring to make the slightest move.
"Ma'am, we're here." After an unknown amount of time, Wu Chen gently stepped on the brakes.
When the woman heard the sound and raised her head, the rolling shutter door of a dilapidated old building was slowly opening towards her.
Wu Chen did not rush to press the elevator button, but first opened the door to another room that had never been opened before, and worked together to move the body in the back compartment into the small freezer. Then he and the woman got back into the cab and pressed buttons 7 and 8 at the same time.
The soles of my feet vibrated, and the elevator began to rise.
Before being submerged in white light, the woman asked softly: "Where are we going?"
"Don't worry, madam. It must not be hell." Wu Chen finally said.
"No matter where we go." The woman suddenly took Wu Chen's arm and gently leaned her head on his shoulder.
When the white light dissipated, Wu Chen and the sleeping woman appeared together with the dilapidated van inside a red phone booth comparable to a convention and exhibition center.
"Master, this van should be the Dodge A100 that was popular in the 1960s. There are two types of pickup trucks and vans. There are still many camper vans modified from the A100 or the A108 with a longer wheelbase. Street." Zhi Nao Aiyi has completed scanning the entire vehicle.
Senior media people also rushed to greet the newcomer: "She is..."
"Who?" Wu Chen looked confused.
"Master, don't worry. Everything will be known when she wakes up." Yang Lan thought it over, and then asked: "Do you know who the Parrot Fairy is?"
"Who is it?" Of course Wu Chen doesn't know!
"Forget it if you don't know, it's not a big deal anyway." The senior media person smiled softly.
But Zhinao understood: "Master, she should be talking about the actress who played this role."
Wu Chen understood instantly: "Identity in the pseudo-real world."
"That's it." Zhinao also felt it didn't matter: "But in the extremely real plot world, the pseudo-real world is just a type of plot world."
"Yes." So who is who, but the identity of the plot characters is the most critical. It is extremely important to know this. Wu Chen walked over with a smile and took out the 2.5-star card from the all-in-one machine: Lady 1. The naming rules are actually the same as Wu Chen’s first cocktail waitress card. As usual, Wu Chen named her: Letty Wan.
Same as usual. As soon as I walked out of the phone booth, the Fat House special line was immediately connected: "Oh my God, 0326. What kind of tiger and wolf line is this!"
