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C13 Bath Salt

Three months ago.

"This is a new drug, called 'bath salts'. After ingesting it, one will increase the secretion of dopamine and norepinephrine in the brain, which is very exciting. At the same time, there will be strong hallucinations and delusions, feeling strong and powerful.

I looked at the policeman sitting in front of me, his mouth opening and closing, his mind blank, my eyes wide open. I saw the man with the windpipe in his mouth, his eyeballs hanging out, his neck cut off, staring at me. I saw his head burst open, and something black and purple like a paste sprayed out, and then I saw a group of men in black combat suits appear out of nowhere... Then I was brought here, first stripped naked by several men in white coats in a room similar to a hospital ward, and then seated in what they called an interrogation room, in which I was, in their words, undergoing a "psychological intervention."

"Heh …" The policeman waved his hand in front of my face and said, "Did you hear me?"

"Huh?" I came back to my senses and looked at him blankly. "Oh …" It's a drug... "You want to bite me after drinking it …"

"That's right." The policeman put away the papers in front of him, stood up, and said, "You can go home now."

I got up blankly and turned towards the door.

"That... Mr. Chen Yuan... " The police called after me, "About this drug addict bite... "Hmm …" Please keep your secret from causing unnecessary panic... Just say it's an ordinary traffic accident. "

"But what about the young lady's insurance? "How should we handle this?" I suddenly remembered the reason for this.

"Don't worry, we will deal with this. Just pretend that it never happened." The policeman waved his hand and said straightforwardly.

I returned home in a daze. Just as I used my key to open the door, I saw two naked figures jump out from the sofa and flee to the bedroom. I stood at the entrance, blankly staring at the floor full of clothes that had been thrown in the living room, and the island country action movies that were still playing on TV. I vaguely felt that the world I was in wasn't real, that the monster that was staring at me wasn't real, and those two naked figures just now weren't real either.

But after a while, my fantasies were shattered, the bedroom door opened, San Mao walked out while putting on some clothes, and I saw that he was wearing one of my t-shirts. His face was flushed and his forehead was beaded with sweat. With an ambiguous and embarrassed smile on his face, he said to me, "Why are you back so early today?"

I stood and ignored him. He walked into the living room to collect the scattered clothes one by one. Finally, he picked up a leopard-print bra, waved it proudly at me, and went back into the bedroom.

A few minutes later, the door opened again and San Mao walked out slowly while hugging a young lady who was dressed appropriately. The girl wore extremely tight jeans with her buttocks strangled like a peach. She wore a thin chiffon sweater, and a leopard bra that was faintly discernible under the translucent blouse.

The "longevity peach" hung on San Mao's body like a sloth, and the two of them moved slowly towards the door like babies. The "longevity peach" reached over my shoulder and took a pair of huge sunglasses from the shoe cabinet and put them on her nose. The brown lenses covered most of her face.

"Then I'm leaving …" "Remember to call me …" "Longevity peach" kissed San Mao on the cheek, and said with an exaggerated tone.

"Alright, next time remember to bring your little sister out to play." San Mao patted his "longevity peach".

"Why are you so concerned about my little sister …" The longevity peach "pouted.

"I still have a bro!" San Mao pointed at me and said.

"He …" "Longevity peach" glanced at me from the corner of his eye and said, "It's boring..."

"Hey, you don't know, but my bro claims to be a seeded player from the National Love Team." San Mao fiercely patted my shoulder.

"Alright, next time then." "Life peach" gave San Mao a flirtatious look, and then turned and stomped down the stairs.

"What's wrong, brother?" Are you angry? " San Mao saw that I was dumbstruck and did not say a word, so he immediately grabbed onto my shoulder and said: "Do you think that I didn't bring you one? I didn't know you were coming home early today. "

At this time, the island country Action Film that was still being played on the television in the living room had just reached the end of the stage. That fake expression of the actress was screaming hypocritically, the pain on her face was more than just enjoyment, the male actors were fiercely sprinting on top of her like pilers, and the two of them continued in this critical state for a long time, like arrows that were drawn out or fireworks that were ignited on the lead wire, tenaciously but futilely.

San Mao walked over and picked up the remote control to switch the TV back to cable state. The screams and the two entangled bodies immediately disappeared, replacing them was a upright posture, with a solemn face, looking like a middle-aged woman who had not experienced sex life for many years. She was broadcasting the news in a voice that was full of emotion:

"A new drug, bath salts, is popular in our country. According to a reporter, a drug called bath salts, is being smuggled into our country. This drug can very strongly stimulate the central nervous system, increasing the secretion of dopamine and norepinephrine in the brain after ingestion, leading to hallucinations and delusions. If it is serious, it can even lead to violent impulses. The police reminded the masses that if they meet someone like this, they must call 110 to report to the police immediately... "

Then, with a twist of the camera, there was a room that resembled a cell, with the camera zooming in through the iron bars, and suddenly a figure rushed forward and slammed into the bars, and a pair of hands reached out through the gaps in the bars and danced wildly in the air. A man with a hideous face, his head stuffed between two iron poles, pushed forward with all his strength, both sides of his scalp frayed, his pale, inhuman eyes staring at me through the screen.

Ah!" Both my screams and San Mao's shrill ringtone sounded out at the same time. San Mao was startled, he looked at me in bewilderment, then at the screen of his phone.

"Hello? It's me... Oh, I'm on duty... Where is it? In the home of an orphan in my jurisdiction... Right... His parents both died in a car accident... Yeah, it's so sad, so I often come over to keep him company... It's my responsibility to bring warmth to the people of the district... A meeting? "Alright, alright, I'll be right over …"

San Mao hung up the phone, walked over and put his hand on my forehead and said: "I don't have a fever, what's wrong? Why was his face so pale? "Oh, did you drink too much last night?"

I shook my head and slumped down on the couch.

"There's an emergency meeting at the station, so I need to hurry back. If you're not feeling well, then go to sleep. I'll bring you something to eat tonight …" San Mao walked to the door and put on his shoes as he talked. After he opened the door and walked out, he turned around and said to me, "Quickly go and rest. We still have an appointment tonight!" He gave me an ambiguous look and slammed the door.

"The international news is that the US forces in Afghanistan used drone aircraft to bombard a local gathering point, where more than 50 civilians were killed on the spot during a wedding ceremony. U. S. forces claim the operation was directed against Abrassi, the Afghan Taliban's third leading official. But according to local residents, there were no Taliban fighters in the area at the time of the attack, and local people claimed that the U.S. military was a more brutal terrorist than the Taliban... "

On the TV, an Afghan man with his head wrapped in white cloth was talking excitedly to a reporter. Behind him, a corpse covered in white cloth lay on the ground.

Trembling, I took out my cell phone and dialed the Taoist's number.

"Hello …" Yuan? " The Daoist's voice came out of the phone.

"Mm …" That... Can you come to my place tonight? "

"Sure!" The Taoist was stunned for a moment before he replied straightforwardly.

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