Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 586: Flower of Blood and Bone Suicide

Chapter 586 Flower of Blood and Bone·Suicide

Terra Calendar 1591.1.24.

Island City·Residential Area.

The residential area of Island City is located around the city, and it is mainly composed of single-family houses and some apartments.

The morning sun shines on the neat streets, and the residents have begun their day's activities.

Every street is lined with green trees, with swaying shadows, and occasionally a few squirrels jumping in between, adding a bit of vitality.

White wooden fences surround each single-family house, and colorful flowers are planted in the yard.

In the small garden in front of the apartment building, residents greet each other, and children run around with laughter.

The pace of life here is slow and peaceful, and the residents are closely related, like a big family.

Today's residential area seems particularly lively.

The residents gathered together, their faces full of confusion and uneasiness.

They gathered in a small circle and talked in a low voice. The topic focused on the abnormal phenomenon near Miller Lake last night and a highly discussed suicide incident.

"Did you hear the explosion last night?" A white-haired old man broke the silence, his voice full of anxiety.

"Martha and I were so scared that we didn't sleep all night. What happened at Miller Lake?"

"I know! I know!" A young fisherman interrupted eagerly, "I was by the lake at the time, and suddenly heard explosions one after another, followed by violent vibrations. Those fishermen were scared and dared not continue fishing!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and someone said: "My windows were broken. This kind of thing is too strange. It never happens normally."

"Yes, we have to find out what happened." A middle-aged woman frowned and said, "We can't let this kind of thing scare us away from Miller Lake."

On the other side, several residents were discussing an even more bizarre incident - a suicide incident that happened this week that reversed back and forth.

"Lister's suicide has reversed again?" A middle-aged man asked in a low voice, with deep shock and confusion in his tone.

"Well, I don't understand what's so good about hiding this." A young man who had worked with Lister answered, with a little sadness in his eyes, "Everyone knows his situation well."

"Mental breakdown is human nature." A wise and compassionate old man said slowly.

"Only weak people break down!"

A young but well-loved child said firmly, with a kind of innocent fortitude in his voice.

The old man looked at the child and smiled slightly. He patted the child's shoulder gently and said earnestly:

"One day you will understand that no matter how strong a person is, he will be defeated by life. Life is like the sea, sometimes calm as a mirror, and sometimes turbulent. Even the strongest ship will capsize in the storm."

When everyone was discussing Lister, a golden figure had come to the discussion crowd without knowing when.

The sun shone on his brilliant blond hair, as if it had coated him with a layer of golden halo.

He was wearing a blue winter clothing series, and the thick coat wrapped his body tightly, looking particularly stable.

He was carrying a fishing bag and holding a bucket in his right hand, which contained a few newly caught northern pike, which were jumping in the bucket.

The old man Joseph, who had just spoken, seemed to have finally noticed the movement behind him. He was a wise and compassionate old man, over seventy years old, with a head full of silver hair and a face full of traces of time.

The old man subconsciously turned sideways and looked back.

The sun was shining brightly. A handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes showed a warm and bright smile. He held up the bucket in his hand and said to Joseph: "This is the trophy I just caught today. Old man, I am now preparing to sell it cheaply, or give it away for free." Joseph was slightly stunned, "Are you a tourist visiting the State of Thousand Lakes?" Xia Xiu smiled and replied, "I guess so. Well, I am a marine biologist who mainly studies marine life such as whale sharks. Yes, these fish are one of my research topics." The old man was stunned by the answer of the blond young man again. He couldn't help thinking in his heart: "You, an ocean expert, are probably not studying how to fish and eat fish." The blond young man in front of him with some strange behavior did make Joseph a little stunned, but he glanced at the pike in Xia Xiu's bucket. Several huge northern pike in the bucket were jumping up and down. Each fish had shiny scales and sharp teeth. The strong fish body kept flapping in the water, splashing small water. Their gills opened and closed slightly with their breathing, and they looked full of vitality, as if they couldn't wait to return to the lake.

These fish made the old man particularly excited.

He recalled what the blond young man said before, "It may be sold cheaply or distributed for free", and the old man soon understood something. He asked Xia Xiu:

"What can I do to get them for free?"

Hearing the old man's question, Xia Xiu smiled like a fisherman who saw the bait being hooked.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing neat and white teeth, and his golden pupils flashed in the sun, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He said to the old man:

"There is a famous saying: 'You have an apple, I have an apple. If you have an apple, I have an apple, and we exchange these apples, then you and I still have one apple each. But if you have an idea, I have an idea, and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas." The old man looked at the blond youth with a vague understanding, frowned and said: "Intelligence? Information? Or regional scandal?" He looked a little wary. Xia Xiu shook his head, his golden hair swaying gently in the sun, and his expression seemed softer and more frank. "I'm not a federal cop," he said, "I'm just curious." Xia Xiu shook the bucket in his hand and continued with a smile: "Old man. You just need to tell me some stories about this place, or take me to visit the attractions here, and I will be willing to give you these fish for free." Joseph was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and happily. "So that's how it is, young man, you are such an interesting person. Okay, I promise you. But you have to keep your word!" Xia Xiu nodded and smiled even more brightly, "Of course, I keep my word. Let's go, old man, let's talk while walking, I really want to know more about the story here." Joseph smiled with satisfaction, picked up a fish, and looked at it carefully, as if he was appreciating a precious work of art. Other onlookers also came forward and cast curious and friendly eyes on Xia Xiu. Xia Xiu asked the old man to wait for a while, and then he began to discuss the price with the residents who gathered around. Everyone was full of interest in this fresh northern pike, and soon he sold all the fish in the bucket. With the completion of the transaction, Xia Xiu had an extra stack of banknotes in his hand. He did not put the banknotes away, but instead took the banknotes and gently patted them in his hands, slowly walked towards the old man with a faint smile on his face. The golden sunlight shone on his brilliant golden hair, flashing a dazzling light, and the golden eyes in his eyes had a playful look. The old man Joseph looked at the banknotes in the blond young man's hand and the other's faint smile, and naturally understood something. He showed a helpless smile on his face and sighed softly.

"It seems that you are still a businessman, young man."

Xia Xiu smiled and shrugged,

"Anyway, everyone has to make a living, right? But my curiosity is not just for these fish."

Joseph nodded and understood what Xia Xiu meant,

"Okay, what you want to know is about the suicide, right?"

Xia Xiu's smile remained unchanged, "Yes, I am very interested in this matter. I hope you can tell me some details."

Joseph looked at Xia Xiu again, looked at the banknotes in his hand, and then said slowly,

"Okay, since you have won my trust, I will tell you what we know."

The old man took Xia Xiu out of the residential area and walked towards the street where his home was.

They walked on a street called Liuyin Road, which was lined with tall willow trees. The branches swayed in the wind, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

Joseph's home is located in an area on the south bank of the island city. A little to the south, this area is outside the suburbs surrounded by dense forests and lakes.

The path is winding, passing through patches of grass and woods, and the air is filled with the fresh aroma of plants.

Not far away, a piece of blue lake is shimmering in the sun, and the willow trees by the lake hang down long branches, as if caressing the lake surface.

The signs next to the road signs read "Isati", "Holy Lake Orphanage", "House of Hope", "Jinghu Cemetery" and "Outside the Country", which are particularly eye-catching.

Xia Xiu glanced at the signs and was full of curiosity about these places, but he knew that now was not the time to explore these places.

After passing the signpost, they came to Joseph's home. This is a typical single-family house, with red brick walls and white window frames that look particularly warm.

The house is surrounded by a small garden, which is full of various flowers, plants and vegetables. A small gravel road winds through the garden and leads directly to the door of the house.

There is also a small wooden table and several chairs in the garden, which is obviously where Joseph rests and entertains guests on weekdays.

"Come in, let's talk inside."

Joseph pushed open the door and invited Xia Xiu into his home.

The house is simply decorated and warm, with several family photos and some landscape paintings hanging on the wall, revealing a rustic atmosphere of life.

The photos show Joseph's appearance when he was young, his family and some good memories. In the center of the room is a wooden dining table with a clean tablecloth on the table and several comfortable chairs next to it.

There is an old bookshelf on the side of the wall, which is full of various books and some small ornaments, which looks very neat.

There is also an old-fashioned fireplace in the living room, with several chopped firewood next to the fireplace. It seems that Joseph often makes a fire here to keep warm.

There are several pots of green plants on the windowsill, adding a touch of vitality to the whole room.

The sun shines into the house through the window, making the whole room look warm and bright.

After the old man led Xia Xiu into the house, he shouted in the direction of the kitchen:

"Martha, I'm back, and there are guests coming!"

After a while, a plump but agile old woman came out of the kitchen.

She had silver curly hair, her face was full of smile lines, and her eyes sparkled with curiosity and kindness. When she saw the fish in Joseph's hand and Xia Xiu standing next to him, she couldn't help but make a puzzled sound:

"Joseph, what's the matter with these fish? And who is this young man...?"

Joseph smiled and said:

"Martha, this is the fresh northern pike just caught today. It is the masterpiece of Mr. Abraham. Not only does he have superb fishing skills, he also decided to sell these fish to our neighbors."

Martha showed a surprised expression on her face, and then she said to Xia Xiu enthusiastically:

"Oh, thank you so much, young man! We haven't eaten such fresh fish for a long time."

"I'm glad to help everyone."

Joseph explained a few words briefly, and then handed the fish to Martha,

"You take it and clean it up, we will eat this fish today."

Martha took the fish, her face full of joy, "Okay, I'll do it now."

She turned back to the kitchen and started to prepare dinner quickly.

Joseph motioned Xia Xiu to sit on the sofa in the living room, then he walked into the kitchen and took out a coffee pot and two cups from the cabinet.

He skillfully brewed a pot of black coffee, and the aroma soon spread, adding a bit of warmth to this cozy little house.

He returned to the living room with the coffee and handed a cup to Xia Xiu.

"Come, try my craftsmanship. This is the coffee beans I roasted myself. It tastes very good."

Xia Xiu took the coffee and thanked him with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Joseph."

He took a sip gently, and the rich aroma of coffee filled his mouth, making him feel refreshed.

Joseph sat down opposite Xia Xiu, picked up his coffee cup, tasted it slowly, and then took a deep breath.

"Okay, now we can talk properly."

The blond young man nodded, put down the coffee cup, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Joseph looked at Xia Xiu and began to talk, "Regarding the suicide you want to know about, the matter is actually not simple. The suicide victim's name is Lister. He is a very quiet person. He usually has a good relationship with his neighbors, but he always gives people a feeling of being worried. About a week ago, he suddenly jumped down from the apartment building where he lived. Fortunately, he was caught by a tree branch and did not die on the spot." Xia Xiu listened carefully and nodded from time to time to indicate that he was listening carefully. "But the matter did not end there." Joseph continued, "After Lister was sent to the hospital, his condition stabilized for a while. Everyone thought he would get better, but a few days later, he tried to commit suicide again. This time, he chose to cut his wrists, but he was not saved. He seemed to have lost the will to live, so he died." "Does the police have any conclusion on this?" "It's still under investigation, but the discussion of this matter here is quite heated." "Oh." Xia Xiu became interested and asked the old man, "Why are you so keen on discussing a suicide?" "Because there is an imperceptible boundary between the living flesh and the lifeless corpse. The problem with death is that Once that line is crossed, all the rules and methods for dealing with the human body will change accordingly.

The old man said to the fourth sword-bearer in heaven:

"Whether we are willing to admit it or not, the most intimate relationship in our lives is the relationship between us and our own flesh."

"The final shame brought by death is the loss of control over one's own flesh - the suicide crosses into another world, where the laws and customs that govern him are different from those a week ago; and in reality, the problem with death is that once that line is crossed, all the rules and methods for dealing with the human body will change accordingly."

When the blood stops flowing,

the heartbeat becomes a silent echo,

the temperature of the body gradually dissipates,

the you who once was,

turns into a cold shape.

In the eyes of the world,

it is no longer that person,

but an object.

Whether relatives or strangers,

they all look at it this way.

At that moment,

the value of life is deprived,