The world is taken over by crazy and sick people

Li Zheng's defeated pleas could be heard from outside the studio door from time to time, making Wang Liwu so desperate that veins throbbed on his forehead and his brain felt like it was about to be smashed.

She wanted to cry and yell, to curse.

"Little Misty..."

With a bang, Wang Liwu slammed open the door that had been closed all day.

The elderly Li Zheng fell to the ground from the wall due to his inconvenient legs and feet, like a miserable rotten wooden block, unable to stand up straight. Wang Liwu turned a blind eye and went downstairs indifferently.

"Xiao Wu, where are you going? There are people outside..." Li Zheng tried his best to stop her with a hoarse voice, supporting himself on the ground with his clumsy and rough old hands.

“Get lost!” Wang Liwu’s face was filled with gloom and coldness. “If you act like this in front of me again, I’ll kill you.”

“Come back!” Li Zheng struggled to get up from the ground. His old face was covered with dark brown age spots. His face was twitching and shaking like a human skin bag filled with bugs. He begged, “Kid… you are still young…”

Wang Liwu sneered cruelly, feeling that this kind of concern for relief was particularly disgusting.

She held the agarwood box containing her beloved chinchilla and walked downstairs to the specimen museum with an expressionless face.

The defeated but re-solidified figure in a black suit walked through the quiet corridor with butterfly specimens hanging, stepped through the dark stairwell filled with orchid specimens, passed by the peacock, antelope and buffalo exhibits illuminated by dim blue lights... and finally coldly opened the door of the Fu Museum.

At the same time, there was a loud bang on the second floor, followed by a long rumbling sound, and the room shook violently.

Wang Liwu and the reporter who was sniffing the smell at the door were both shocked. The former glanced at it and his face became even more gloomy.

Then a dozen reporters swarmed over.

"Hello, what are you holding in your hand? Is it a protected animal that the museum wants to transfer?"

The reporters' eyes and cameras were all focused on the agarwood box in Wang Liwu's arms, and they kept taking pictures, clicking.

Wang Liwu's eyes burst into scarlet and sinister colors.

In a flash, he swung his hand violently at the camera in front of him, knocking the nearest Canon camera with a camera in front of him flying five or six meters away.

There was a loud bang on the ground, and the camera broke into pieces on the spot. The parts clattered on the steps, bounced down and broke into pieces.

All the reporters who were excitedly digging for news were frightened by Wang Liwu's current appearance and dared not speak.

The other party now didn't look like the unattainable young and handsome female entrepreneur at all. She looked like a devil that had crawled out of the hell. Her eyes were red to the point of being black, and they were staring at people fiercely like two cold knives that drank blood, as if she wished that the knives in her eyes would drink blood on the spot.

Everyone stepped back in silence, their eyes filled with fear and terror. Only the unfortunate photographer, who had lost his working camera, was struggling to recover from the shock.

The man barely held his neck erect, eyes wide open, and shouted, "Everyone has seen it. President Wang did not allow anyone to interview her. She angrily destroyed the news equipment and tried to destroy the interview material. I want to sue her!"

Everyone remained silent. Seeing no one responding, the photographer immediately changed his strategy and shouted, "What was that noise in the specimen museum? We are all journalists. Isn't it our duty to explore social injustice and find out the truth? Are we qualified to be media workers if we are afraid of authority? To seek justice for the protected animals that were smuggled and killed, who dares to follow me——"

He was holding a cell phone and inciting people with a look of righteousness and indignation. Wang Liwu had already coldly separated from the crowd and kicked the broken camera that was blocking his way away with disgust. The cold and cruel sound of the broken camera burst out again on the ground, and everyone's heart was clenched into a ball of paper. In the eyes of the crowd, the aura of the decadent woman in the distance was replaced by a strong, cold and brutal aura. Staring at the sharp back, no one dared to block or take pictures anymore.

Until Wang Liwu got into the car, the group of reporters were still looking around like frightened birds. Only a few curious people dared to sneakily take a quick photo when the other party wasn't paying attention, as clever as a few foxes.

"If you don't rush to the specimen museum, this unique piece will be ours..." The unlucky photographer still persisted in seducing and inciting, and didn't dare to move his legs inside at all.

"Is there anyone there... Someone there..." A faint, tired and hoarse voice suddenly floated out from the specimen museum, as if someone was about to die.

All of a sudden, the reporters who were still hesitating at the door saw that Wang Liwu's car had started, and they rushed out in droves, each one more fierce than the other, blocking the door of the specimen museum and making it impossible to get in.

The unlucky photographer who was only holding an Apple phone was knocked aside by his colleague and hit the wall.

"Fuck!!! The exclusive one is mine!!!"

……

***

Wang Liwu drove at high speed with a gloomy face, almost stepping on the accelerator.

The little red dot on the mobile phone's tracking location kept moving. Her sinister eyes became darker and darker as she stared. Her eyeballs were darker than dead water, and were filled with the churning aura of death.

Thinking of the end, she began to have difficulty breathing.

She unconsciously grabbed the body box of her little chinchilla on the passenger seat.

The bright rearview mirror reflected her dishevelled and dishevelled face, her sticky hair, dark circles under her eyes, and her bloodshot eyes... it was terrible.

She caught a glimpse of it, and immediately a thorn grew in her eyes.

She parked her car in front of a roadside convenience store. Since she couldn't find any ice packs, she bought a bag of frozen dumplings and put them on her eyelids to reduce the swelling.

The serrated edges of the glutinous rice ball packaging bag had cut long red marks at the corners of her eyes, but she didn't feel it. She just wanted to cheer herself up, tidy up her appearance, and meet the person as soon as possible.

She drove to find Chen Shizi.

It was in an unfamiliar old neighborhood.

Before getting off the bus, she deliberately took off her suit jacket because she thought it was dirty and had the bitter taste of tears.

In the cold weather of 3 degrees Celsius, I went out wearing only a thin and crisp white shirt.

Wang Liwu didn't feel the cold. She adjusted her clothes and hair again and again in front of the car window. Looking at her miserable self reflected on the window, she was trembling with difficulty breathing. Her dry and aching eyes could no longer produce tears, only streaks of blood.

Wang Liwu stared at him intently, gathering all his strength in his body, clenched his fists and looked forward resolutely, veins bulging on the pale back of his hands.

***

Although the community is an old one, it used to be a school district residence and was once very valuable, but it has lost its glory in the overall environment and is now filled with a dilapidated, old and corrupt atmosphere.

Chen Shizi clutched her phone tightly, quietly retreated to the fire escape from a door on the 7th floor, and went downstairs immediately.

She was originally going to Shangjia Fund, but on the subway she saw the home address of the high school student who abused cats that was on the hot search. Seeing that the public opinion was getting more and more intense, she decided to take a look first. For such a matter, if you delay for a moment, the truth will be buried, she thought.

It was really difficult to walk up the stairs in high heels. She finally came down. When she reached the narrow exit on the first floor, she saw a person standing in the wind through an open green iron door.

A tall and familiar woman wearing only a white shirt.

Chen Shizi lowered his head in panic.

With just a quick glance, she saw Wang Liwu's miserable appearance.

I dare not look anymore, nor do I dare to move forward.

My eyes hurt so much that I just want to close them.