Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

In a hazy state, I felt that my covered eyelids were dark red, which was the laziness that comes when the sun hits my face every morning and my body is still awake even though I am awake. The creaking sound of old citron beams could be heard in my ears, as well as the hurried footsteps of people walking up and down the stairs nearby. I am very familiar with this atmosphere. It was a memory from when I was wandering around Puerto Rico. Every morning was busy and noisy, and the housewives and children had to start making ends meet. Sometimes when you look at them, you will feel a sense of weakness. An invisible timer will appear in front of me, and time is ticking away. Others can put money into their pockets every minute, but I am taking money out every minute. It seems that people like me are not suitable for living in this world. On earth, I can't even provide basic food and clothing.

This kind of old house, if you sometimes close your eyes and calm down and listen, you can understand a lot about it. It will tell you how many people have been in the same house. Although they have left long ago, they still exchange heartfelt words and lingering whispers. It stayed, going back and forth in your ear, not only wanting to tell you that it happened last night, but also confirming that this moment would happen again today.

I silently chanted"Let me wake up again". When these five minutes passed countless times, I stretched myself and decided to get up. Sure enough, the sunlight that slanted in from the window lattice hit the face, making people unable to open their eyes. When the things in front of them became clear from the double image, they seemed to touch a soft object on their left hand. What was this? I was so puzzled that I not only looked to my side, but when I saw the thing clearly, I was so frightened that I almost screamed. I saw the thing turned sideways and showed signs of waking up, so I hurriedly escaped out the door.

Looking around in the corridor, there was no one everywhere. I crept up to the third floor and finally returned to my guest room. Then I locked the door, sat down in the corner, lit a cigarette and twisted my hair, trying my best to Remember something

"What's going on? Why in Krys' guest room?"I suppressed the panic in my heart and counted on my fingers. I bumped into Fan Fan when I came back from the bar. After listening to his chatter, I followed him upstairs. What happened next? All this memory is gone. And now I get up, but I am lying on someone else's bed.. Could it be that she and I were together last night? This is impossible. I couldn’t understand what I was doing at all.

However, there was a knock on the door soon. Some ignorant guy came knocking on the door. That was the fat man.

"Lao Fan, I walked around outside the door a few times after breakfast. After returning to the room, I continued to watch the news. Why haven't you two gotten up yet? He stretched out his hand towards me and said," Lend me your cell phone to make a call. I put the charger in the detective car. They left early in the morning.""

"Who are you trying to call?"I hesitantly rummaged through my pockets. After looking for it for a long time, I seemed to have dropped it, so I spread my hands to him.

"Didn’t I tell you last night? Of course, I called back to Yuegu Radio Station to find Lao Ma and Xiao Lao and the others to join them. Seeing that I looked panicked and confused, he began to interrogate me and said,"Did you go to Alyosulli again last night?" what happened?"

Just at this moment, footsteps came from the corridor. Krys came up with a yawn, threw my phone on the bed, and went to take a shower without saying a word. The fat guy didn't ask any questions, walked into the guest room and grabbed the phone. I was about to make a call. Seeing this, I stepped forward and took it from his fat hand. Then I held his shoulder and motioned for me to come down with him. I had something important to tell him.

"It's not the right time to ask them to come because something happened to your high school girlfriend. Although they are already home, Yan Yan and Lin Rui asked me not to tell you. They are also busy themselves."I rubbed my face, pretending to sigh and walk with him, and said. This reason even feels far-fetched to me, but for now, I don't want to face them, especially Lin Rui.

"What? You guys actually hide such a big thing from me? They must be those thieves who steal type B blood and drink it!"He was shocked when he heard the news, grabbed the phone, turned around from time to time and pointed at me not to follow me, and started yelling at the other end of the phone. After a few minutes of verbal abuse, he angrily threw the phone back. I went to the supermarket and bought a new one. I said I couldn't wait for the accident in my hometown, so I drove out of the approach road of the B&B, turned a corner in front of the open space by the river, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I walked into the bottom I walked into a dark hut upstairs to go to the convenience store. As soon as I touched the handle, it fell for no reason. Then I saw peeling strips of wallpaper and a small and broken square mirror, with sprouts sprouting from the cracks. Everything was unexpected. Even if it was just a few hours, I didn’t know what would happen. I felt like the sky was about to collapse. In the mirror was my suddenly white and bloodless face. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and suddenly I seemed to be a year older and took another step towards an unknown destiny.

When I turned around and went out, I bumped into Krys. She was wearing the same red velvet shirt that Fan Fat and others first saw her in, and she was twisting herself. With long wet hair, he looked at me in confusion and asked,"Why did Vans drive away? Didn't he propose to investigate the tunnel?"

"I think we Lancaster brothers may be breaking up soon, so you can stop worrying about unnecessary shit like breaking tunnels."I glanced at Krys with a frown. The sunlight hit her long hair, and the warm color reflected on her face. Her two lead-blue eyes blinked, like a clear spring in the peach forest, and her breasts were naturally exposed. The smell, mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers of shampoo, seemed so delicate and charming. Looking at her, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded. How come I never noticed it in the past?

"What are you talking about? You agreed to the Ou Shizhu Street family and then quit?"After hearing the news, she walked up quickly, held my face and looked at it carefully, and asked:"Do you have a fever? Why do you look so bad? What's going on?"

"After hearing my rant, he went back to Gibson angrily. Yes, I sent him away. I quickly turned my face away from her and said,"Now I'm in a mess, my mind is blank. Anyway, everything is screwed up. I can't face my brother, and I'm even more ashamed of you.""

"Ashamed of me?"She was as confused as a king, so she took my hand and sat down in front of the house, asking me to explain it in detail. Unexpectedly, when I finished pouring out my confusion and waited for her to give up, Krys actually laughed. He got up and said:"What do I think is a big deal? Don't scare me. You were so drunk last night that you vomited all over the floor while walking up the stairs, and you couldn't even go upstairs. I can't carry you, so I have to carry you to your guest room to settle down. What else can I do? Everyone was asleep at that time"

"Are you sure that's all? According to your description in the past, first there was a female soldier and then there was Sister Di. I should be a beast-like person who would not refuse anyone who comes."After hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. I couldn't help but joke with her to loosen the atmosphere.

"After a while, I made a phone call to Marlowe and Hollisman to inform them that Vance was on his way, and then we went about our own business. When did I say you were a beast?"Krys took a sip of bubble snow and snapped his fingers, indicating that we were ready to go.

Ten minutes later, after we finished our breakfast, we started walking on the trail, heading towards our goal, leaving the town far behind. At this moment, it was In Georgia in September, Cherokee roses cover the mountains and fields, covering the long grass in the countryside. Water lilies and daffodils hang in the creeks extending from the river. The air is filled with the fragrance of various flowers, attracting swarms of bees and moths. It’s wonderful. A southern scenery

"Alex, listen to me."She reached out to hold my arm, and walked quickly forward, jumping up and down. She seemed to be in a very happy mood, and said:"I am free. No matter what I do, it is my own choice. You don't have to worry about it. With so many people here this time, I am familiar with you and Van Si, but I am more familiar with you than with him. Along the way, we have never been separated, just like a family. Since it was you who suggested we go out to relax and you were doing business, then you and I are now partners, not men and women."

"I think what you are really missing right now is Fatty’s new girlfriend, right? She is the woman you met once."Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the pitiful and terrifying Freesia appeared in front of me again, and then looking at the fateful Krys, I couldn't help but sigh. Lin Rui's lifelong goal is to rescue her and escape from another world. So when that day comes, what will happen? How will he deal with the relationship between Krys and Freesia? Will he continue as usual or elope with her secretly?

From this point of view, Lin Rui and I seem to be beast-like people, and he has nothing to do with it. No better than me, it was just created to be very tragic, and I was infected along with it. But whether it was the sacred alliance with the female soldiers, or the freesia wrapped around my hand, she must be the one who was hurt the most in the end, but What should I do? To prevent all this from happening? Many things are just like the foggy Longya Island on the eve of 1972, which has created the past and becomes difficult to reverse.

"Eh? By the way, why have I never thought about it? Since Lao Ai knows her, you should have met her a long time ago. Is she really Fan Si's new girlfriend?"Krys stopped, burst out laughing, and said,"I feel like the two of them are not a good match. Tell me, who is she? Live in Georgia too? To tell you the truth, I have always hoped to run into her on the road one day."

"We've met, but we're not familiar with each other."I curled my lips, shrank my neck, and just concentrated on moving forward without saying a word. Krys, did you know? How much I want to tell you everything exactly? This freesia is related to all of us in Lancaster. , and you and her happen to be best friends in another time and space line, and we already have a strong emotional foundation.

Just thinking so wildly, I suddenly stopped, couldn't help but look sideways at her, and suddenly figured it out. What happened in my old age In that fierce battle at the Qian family, why did she release the vacuum blood blast in the end? It turned out to be like this. Theoretically, Freesia is Lin Rui himself, or Krys's best friend. They are essentially the same person. He and she In addition to caring about each other, the most important person is her. Krys is the invariant factor under the two constant theories of space and time, the key link!

"Alex, wait a minute." She quickly caught up with me, held my arm, and said,"Even if I am an out-and-out fool, I can still tell that you guys have hidden a lot from me. A lot of things must have happened in the house. With Vance's personality, he would not mention anything when he got home. He would definitely use the material for his show. Okay, I'm not going to force you to tell the truth until it's time you really want to say it. So why not make it easier for everyone? I know the pain of keeping things inside, I've been one of those victims myself. And people are very strange. Sometimes private topics cannot be confided to the people closest to them, but they can be told to the people closest to them. Maybe it’s this kind of blue sky and white clouds that makes people feel emotional all of a sudden, and I want to take a rest."

She and I slowly came to the monorail crossing and found a huge rock in front of the Black Maple Tunnel to sit down. She picked some wild chrysanthemums from around and played with them in her hands. She closed her eyes and greedily enjoyed the sunshine and let the breeze blow. With beautiful hair, she said:"Alex, do you still remember the evening when we first met, when I said I was going to New York to join my cousin? This isn't all just made up on the spur of the moment to drive you away. In fact, I was born in New York. My father is a true New Yorker like a detective, including my mother."

"Eh? So you are not an Australian girl? But Americans? I scratched my head and asked,"Does Lin Rui know?""

"He didn't know, I never told him. Does it feel weird to you? Why am I saying this to you?"

"It's very strange, why?"I took out my cigarette case and prepared myself to be a listener.

"Everyone has past events that they cannot talk about to others and are always kept in their hearts. I think you can understand that feeling better. Sometimes I want to dig a hole, or run up to some high mountain, and roar as loud as I can, and that's about it. Therefore, I hope you can understand that I am not as fragile as you two understand. You two often lament that your experiences are complicated, but have you ever thought about it? We are all ordinary people, who has never experienced suffering? I want to talk about myself, and I hope you can slowly untie the knot and let me know who she is."

Because of this quiet afternoon chat, I knew two years earlier than Lin Rui why Krys left society early and became a flying girl, and why she had a bad relationship with her father for a long time. But when she blurted out the first One sentence still surprised me, because Krys’s original words were this: My father’s name is Lawrence, and he is a criminal with a long history of crimes. On

July 10, 1978, Christine.E.Model (Christine. Evante. Model) was born in Astoria, in the northwest corner of Queens, to an ordinary family of three. My father is of Scottish and German descent and his name is Lawrence. Modal works as a clerk in an office; his mother's name is Lucrèce Montalenti, who comes from the Champagne region near Paris, France. She was a singer. She suffered from postpartum depression and was idle at home. Become a housewife.

The family's financial resources are entirely supported by Lawrence's meager salary, so this man seems to be very cautious and does not dare to slack off at all. He is always humble and never gets angry. He just wants to keep his job and take good care of his wife and children. Like Lin Rui and my father, they are Very different humans. The stock market crashed in 1986, and the fast-running U.S. economy suddenly entered the subprime mortgage crisis. Many companies had to make personnel adjustments. Grassroots personnel naturally became the first wave of targets. Therefore, Lawrence received the pink without any suspense. bomb. What is a pink bomb? In fact, it is a resignation letter. Because most of the covers of such letters are pink or light red, they are called pink bombs. The description is very euphemistic, but it gives you a wake-up call and suddenly plunges you into a low point in life.

When he was young, Lawrence was a top student with excellent grades in college. However, after many years of ups and downs in society, he was convinced by the fact that he could only get a job that provided basic food and clothing. The edges and corners of his body were smoothed away, and his high spirits gradually turned into extremely low self-esteem.. what to do? People have to survive and have a wife and children to support. So he had to pretend to go out every day, take a long detour to do chores, and work as a low-paid part-time worker with five exhausting jobs. He could barely survive, but as time went by, it was not a permanent solution.

In the winter of 1986, while Lawrence was working as a temporary worker in a theater, he accidentally discovered a way to make money, which was the dressing room. This place is a theater on the surface, but it is actually a place for various gangs to talk. Senior gangsters and gangsters often come and go. Due to the influence of the weather, they always wear gold and silver, and they store their clothes and hats after entering. This place not only has gangs roaming around, but sometimes film production companies or record companies come here as well. It is an industrial chain. If gangsters want to wash away the dirty money, they will look for well-established companies, so all the people coming in and out are rich people. Looking at these wealthy guys, Lawrence couldn't help but feel angry. Why did he have to suffer poverty when he was an honest man, while others could make quick money by holding a cigar in his mouth and tilting his legs? They are the same people, why are they so different? Therefore, he aimed at the changing box

"It's all ill-gotten gains, dirty blood money. They can earn it, why can't I take it? Everyone steals, you steal and I steal too!"

Lawrence is cautious and not greedy. He steals a small amount of money from each wallet. It is difficult to detect this kind of people going in and out of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Therefore, the more he works, the more skillful and courageous he becomes, until he encounters He fell in love with a gang leader named Mario.

When he passed by this man and sent the guest away with a smile, Lawrence suddenly had him twist his chest and was pushed into the car while being scolded. When he arrived at the other side of the house, he was More than two hundred dollars were found on his body. This guy searched through it, pulled out one and said it was his. It turned out that this person's nickname was drug-detection dog. It is said that his nose was extremely sensitive. All the money he took with him when he went out was from the cupboard. Yes, his mistress liked to put on perfume, so the smell was soaked into the money, so even such delicate traces could not escape his nose.