Yuzao licked her lips in the temple - that''s exactly the expression of a little boy trying a new toy.


    Then she began to knock. At first, a series of drums were like that. As a result, she knocked the gong - no, there was a mistake when she knocked the cymbal. She also stepped on the pedal at the same time, so the cymbals sounded together.


    "Ah?" The temple stopped and smiled, "wait a minute, little problem! I''ll do it again! "


    After that, yuzao in the Shengong Temple took a deep breath and began to beat the drum from the beginning - as a result, she stepped on the wrong pedal and sounded the bass drum this time.


    The mistake made everyone frown.


    Yuzao of the temple shouted: "wait a minute! Don''t panic, this is a technical adjustment! "


    And the horse always felt that she was playing.


    She really hasn''t played the drum.


    Not only did he confirm this with the horse, but the drummer also confirmed it. Looking at the drummer''s expression, he was already regretting letting a layman move his baby drum.


    And the horse directly put a bamboo knife against the drummer''s neck: "what are you doing? You don''t even have the patience to hear people play? "


    "She obviously never played drums. I haven''t been reduced to being taught by someone who played drums for the first time!" The drummer shouted, ignoring the bamboo knife on his throat.


    And Ma smiled: "she really played drums for the first time, but she, ah, has a super talent in controlling percussion instruments."


    These words worked with the naked eye. The drummer''s expression became distorted and looked like he wanted to talk and stop.


    Before, Beichuan shaxuli had made a speech of envy, jealousy and hatred about the talent shown by HEMA. He and Ma boldly speculated that the drummer also had the feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred for talented people.


    After confirming the effectiveness, he and the horse launched an additional attack: "she is a genius of percussion."


    It doesn''t matter if the sky is not genius. It''s enough to stimulate the drummer to make a definition with the horse now.


    Later, if the Shengong Temple successfully controls the drum set, it will certainly cause a killing blow to the drummer, which may give him the idea of trying his luck with the so-called "God of music".


    As soon as the conversation with Ma fell, yuzao of the Shengong temple said, "it seems that it''s not good to fight directly. I have to hum down and bring in my mood."


    Then she sang directly. It was the Japanese children''s song "popular song".


    To be honest, this song is quite supernatural, whether it''s tune or lyrics.


    The drummer blew up as soon as he heard the first two sentences: "still singing children''s songs, is this humiliating us?"


    Seeing that the drummer was about to explode, he and the horse increased the force exerted on the bamboo knife.


    At this time, yuzao in Shengong Temple began to play drums.


    At first, it was just very simple to beat the music and act as a rhythm group.


    But at the end of the first main melody, yuzao added a meaningless long hum.


    After humming, the drums hit like a storm.


    Although it can still be heard that the Shengong temple has a big problem in proficiency, and it has obviously hit many wrong places, the drum beat as a whole has a feeling of being completed at one go.


    What he and Ma want is the feeling of "obviously a novice, but everyone can hear that there is great potential".


    He watched the drummer''s expression.


    The drummer was distracted first, and then gradually recovered, and then his expression changed into envy and jealousy in the process.


    And Ma Xin are right. That''s what we want.


    Envy, jealousy, and then anxiety attract the family members of the so-called God of music.


    In fact, he ma is not sure that this can solve the mystery of serial homicide, but he and Ma say that killing a * * trafficker is as important as guarding the innocent.


    Suddenly, he ma noticed that the drummer''s expression changed from envy and jealousy to panic.


    What the hell?


    And Ma looked back along his eyes. As a result, he saw yuzao in the Shengong Temple shaking his hair desperately, like a GIF expression bag.


    And Ma: "what are you doing?"


    The temple stopped to shake its head, and the braid hit the drum.


    "Ah? I don''t think rock drummers are like this? "


    "Well... Your braids are so thick. Aren''t you tired when you shake your neck?"


    Yuzao of Shengong Temple touched her neck: "it''s very tired, and it hurts to beat her braids..."


    "Then don''t shake! Your image is gone! "


    "Ah, it doesn''t matter. I''m very happy playing drums. I''m very happy whether it''s Taigu or playing drums!" Yuzao said and knocked an impromptu drum. As a result, she stepped on the wrong pedal, "ah, you shouldn''t, do it again..."


    She played the improvisation again. This time, she stepped on the right foot, but she stopped: "HMM... I feel it when I don''t hit it wrong?"


    Before the words fell, drummer sang turned and walked to the backpack and personal belongings on the side of the stage. He picked up the coat thrown on the ground and left without looking back.


    Beth shouted, "wait! With yisang! Come back! Without drummer, lead singer and guitarist, how can we open live later? "


    "Isn''t that a talented new drummer?" Ask the guy with one to drop such a sentence.


    And Ma patted yuzao on the shoulder of the temple who was still playing drums happily: "OK, let''s go. Shall I leave you here alone? "


    "Wait a minute! I''ll be right there. " Then she reluctantly put down the drum stick and stood up.


    After confirming with Ma that she was ready to follow, she strode out of the theater.


    The band members left behind look at me and I look at you, big eyes and small eyes.


    The bassist said, "why don''t we forget today? It''s so short of people that it can''t be done at all. "


    "Yes, just forget it." The keyboardist sighed, "give me a hand and take these two lying to the hospital."


    "What hospital are you going to send to? Do you pay for it? Tonight''s live is gone and there is no income. Eating will be a problem.


    "Well, as long as you are still breathing normally, put it on the roadside to cool down for a while and wake up."


    Beth waved his hand.


    **


    Out of the livehouse and the horse, without much effort, I saw the drummer who had just put on his coat in the crowd.


    To be honest, this man is also a vegetable. He was so shocked that he didn''t conceive a temporary entry or something.


    The other party walked very fast, so he and Ma also accelerated their pace.


    After taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered that yuzao in the Shengong temple was a girl. He didn''t take such a big step, so he looked back and saw yuzao trotting up.


    HEMA: "why don''t you go home first and I''ll track the rest..."


    "Don''t the criminal police act together?" Yuzao in the temple shook her head. "I can keep up. Don''t worry about me. Keep an eye on me."


    And the horse nodded and continued to track the drummer.


    I just heard the bassist call the drummer "and one". I don''t know whether it''s a stage name, nickname or real name.


    Fortunately, although the population density of this place is very high because many college students come to rent, this place is not very lively, and the number of pedestrians in most streets is not very large.


    In such a place, even without relying on the identification of entries, it is still very difficult to track the drummer and such a tall target.


    And Ma followed each other all the way through the streets, and from time to time turned back to confirm the situation of yuzao in the Shengong temple.


    Fortunately, Shengong temple can play Taigu, and its physical strength is really good.


    All the way down, she just blushed a little and breathed a little fast.


    As for the horse and the horse''s physical strength, it''s not covered. There''s no problem at all.


    Finally, he ma saw the drummer come to the door of a disco and walked in without hesitation.


    The neon sign in the disco reads "Death Pit".


    To tell you the truth, the name "Death Pit" always reminds HEMA of the scarven rat people in the medieval Warhammer. The death pit is a strategic place for scarven rat people and can build legendary buildings


    However, it is obvious that this disco has nothing to do with scarven mouse people, and there is no sign of scarven mouse people''s iconic green triangle on the neon sign.


    The color of the signboard is not green. You should know that the symbolic color of mouse people is green. Green is everywhere and "healthy" is very good.


    He and Ma were trying to make trouble with Huang long. Suddenly he remembered that he was taking yuzao from the Shengong temple. He looked at the clothes of the group of people who gathered at the door of the disco to smoke, and then looked back at the pure clothes of yuzao from the Shengong temple.


    At this time, the people at the gate of the disco had found yuzao in the temple and began to whistle.


    After all, even if the pure dress doesn''t show the figure, it can''t hide yuzao''s proud curve.


    What a fuss with Ma. If you bring yuzao into the disco, I''m afraid it will soon develop into a mechanical fight because someone wants to come up and rob.


    And horses will never let these "lese" touch their baby disciples with salty pig hands.


    So if you take yuzao in, you must fight.


    In the best case, a fight will affect the fish in the pond and blow up the medicine sellers.


    The worst possibility is to scare the snake.


    And Ma thought for a while. They still couldn''t take the women''s dependents in. They took the women''s dependents in.


    Not to mention the possibility of startling the snake, it''s inconvenient to start fighting or do anything with my sister at that time.


    Unless it''s a sister like Bonaparte who can fight side by side with herself.


    But even baonaimei is inconvenient to bring in.


    So he and Ma said to yuzao, "well, you go home first. I''ll go in and see for myself. "


    Yuzao replied, "yes, yes, but I think it''s better for someone to take care of each other? It''s not safe for you to go in alone. You''re not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. "


    The temple didn''t object and the horse didn''t take herself in. Obviously, she knew that she might become the fuse of a fight.


    After thinking with Ma, I think it makes sense.


    At this time, it is suitable to enter the disco together - only Ah Mao!


    So he said to Ma, "go home first. I''ll call Ah Mao on the public phone."


    Then he and the horse took out coins and walked to the public telephone booth not far away.


    At this time, he suddenly found that he had no coins on him - he usually took several 500 yen coins with him for emergencies, but he forgot to take out the coins in his pocket when he changed his clothes yesterday!


    He ma looked back awkwardly and said to yuzao of the Shengong Temple who had taken out his monthly ticket to take the bus home: "lend me 500 yen..."


    The temple was stunned and asked, "didn''t chiyoko check what you brought before you went out today? Her sister is neglecting her duty today. "


    "Stop talking and lend me some."


    Yuzao of Shengong Temple took out her wallet, took out several 500 yen coins from the change bag on the side, then drew a 10000 yuan bill and stuffed it with HEMA.


    "I think there must be a ten thousand yuan bill on me when I go to the disco." She said, "although I haven''t been to disco."


    ——So you want to go in and see, right? You definitely want to go in and see it!


    "Well, I''ll go." Yuzao of Shengong temple said, reaching out to help and Ma tidy up their collars, "be careful."


    And the horse nodded. Just at this time, the bus stopped at the bus stop not far away.


    The temple hurried all the way to the bus stop and squeezed into the bus before the door closed.


    He Mamu sent the bus away. Then he went to the telephone booth, threw a 500 yen coin into the slot, and then dialed his home phone.


    **


    More than an hour later, Ah Mao arrived.


    "All my coats have been washed and haven''t dried yet," Ah Mao pointed to his clothes, "so I borrowed a suit from senior Huacheng."


    He and Ma looked at Ah Mao and nodded: "yes, it looks like a college student who is idle. When you go in later, you should look a little fierce. You don''t look like a good man. "


    Mao smiled: "master, have you forgotten what I did before I changed my ways?"


    Then he immediately put on a classic expression of a bad boy, looking murderous and defiant.


    Clapping hands with the horse: "OK, very similar! By the way, have you been to the disco before? "


    "Of course, we robbed the money from the lower grades to play Bai Qingge, sing K and jump di... Ah, I know it''s wrong, and I''ve paid all the money back!"


    "OK, then you are an expert. This time I want you to lead my master in."


    Not with Ma, he is a man of two generations and has not entered the disco until now.


    It''s common to go to nightclubs to entertain customers, but nightclubs are not discos after all, at least private rooms.


    Disco, a place where a large group of people mix together and twist their bodies madly, entered with horses for the first time today.


    I''m a little excited to think about it.


    A Mao led his horse across the road to the photo of "Death Pit", looked at each other with the group at the door, and then the group continued to smoke and chat by themselves.


    Mao then led and the horse into the door.


    And Ma whispered, "you just looked at each other?"


    "No, no, there''s no incision. This kind of thing depends on momentum. At a glance, I knew ''ah, this is the same kind'', even if I didn''t dye my hair today. "


    Then they entered the second door.


    This second door is obviously much heavier than the one just now, and the sound insulation effect is also good.


    After entering the second door, and the horse''s ears were as deaf as temporarily.


    The whole room was full of banging sound, and the crowd was twisting wildly under the psychedelic light.


    There is a DJ rubbing dishes on the stage - no, there is no dish rubbing in this era. Should DJ be twisting the knob on the synthesizer madly?


    Anyway, while making noise, the DJ shook his head like when he just played drums in the temple.


    And Ma Zha tongue: "can''t he really get rid of his head?"


    Mao: "ah? What did you say? "


    The noise is so loud that we can''t talk normally.


    And the horse waved, "leave me alone! Show me around. I''m looking for someone. "


    Before Mao came, he and Ma had been staring at the exit of the "Death Pit". Unless the drummer who called Yu Yi ran away through the back door, he must be in the disco.


    The key is how to find him?


    And Ma glanced at the miasma environment and couldn''t help but wonder: it''s really difficult to find a person from the chaos.


    However, he ma thought: if he plans to trade problematic drugs here, he can''t dance in the crowd.


    He must be in those card seats next to him. That''s where he can "talk about things".


    So he patted Ah Mao on the shoulder and pointed to the card seat.


    Mao nodded immediately and led his horse to the card seat.


    They soon arrived at the card seat area. Before they and the horse could check the people sitting in the card seat one by one, a waiter came up and said, "what would you like to drink?"


    Look, when you come to the card seat, you must order something to drink.


    He Ma: "yes..."


    Mao: "I want whisky."


    "Yes, a whisky, and you, sir?"


    The waiter looked at the horse.


    I see with Ma. We can only order wine here.


    After living in Japan for a long time, he subconsciously began to abide by the rule of not drinking before the age of 20.


    If I had ordered coffee just now, I''m afraid the investigation would have failed.


    And Ma: "I want vodka."


    "A vodka. Pay first, sir." As the waiter said this, he flattened the empty plate and put it in front of Mao and ma.


    He ma took out the ten thousand yuan bill just given by the temple and put it on the plate.


    The waiter looked at the horse with expectation, obviously waiting for "don''t look for it".


    He Ma: "find the money and send it back with the wine."


    So the next moment, he ma enjoyed the epic face changing performance.


    So explicit?


    The waiter replied weakly, "Sir, just a moment. What you want will come right away."


    Then he turned and left.


    A Mao naturally sat down in the nearest booth, and Ma hurried to follow and sit opposite a Mao.


    "Will you really drink a bar later?" Ask the horse.


    "I''m a real former bad person. I''ve already drunk wine and smoke." Mao shrugged. "I wasn''t as tall as I am now, so I always hide from ghosts after drinking wine. It''s very exciting to hide from the patrolmen riding bicycles."


    He Ma: "now you look like a real adult. You shouldn''t be interrogated by the patrol."


    "I hope so. When you go back, find a tie or something and tie it to your head. "


    And the horse laughed.


    Mao''s words turned: "did master see the target?"


    "No." And Ma shook his head, "when watching outside, because the target''s dress of the vision band is very good, but now in this room, all the fucking people dressed by the vision band..."


    "Master, you can do this. When the wine comes later, you carry the wine glass and pretend to be looking for someone to make friends and wander around the card seat area. It''s normal. No one will take care of it. "


    And Ma Zha tongue: "Why are you so skilled? How many times have you been to the disco?"


    "I''m a former bad person. I''m clear about the disco." Ah Mao said and patted his chest.


    And the horse shrugged.


    At this time, on the stage where the DJ is located, a strong man stepped on the stage.


    With his guitar on his back, the strong man went straight to the DJ, punched the DJ down, and then threw it down the stage.


    The people who were jumping stopped twisting and erupted into tsunami like cheers.


    And the horse pointed to the stage: "what''s going on? Custom? "


    Mao shook his head. "Sorry, master, I haven''t seen this scene before. It should be unique to this disco. "


    A band came on stage and began to tune.


    The people in the disco did not twist and shouted "urb" and "urb" together. The sound was even louder than the disco music still playing.


    And the horse looked at Mao, who shared his hands with him.


    Obviously, this urb is also beyond the scope of AMO''s knowledge.


    And Ma suspected that this urb was the name of the band. However, the rhythmic chanting of three English letters now reminds him of the scene when European and American audiences shouted TSM in unison when he watched the global finals of the League of heroes in his last life.


    When crossing the horse, S10 hasn''t started yet. I don''t know if S10 will have the share of big glass senior brother.


    At this time, someone finally remembered to turn off the music. A guy dressed as a staff member ran onto the stage, went to the front of the DJ stage and turned off the current music.


    The lead singer of the urb band picked up the microphone and shouted to the audience, "let''s keep you waiting!"


    There was cheering below.


    "Let''s fuck the God of music!" The lead singer shouted again, holding up the universal gesture representing rock and roll.


    The people below also raised the same gesture and shouted "God of music"!


    And the back of the horse got goose bumps.


    What ghost? This NIMA is not really the sacrificial site of any external God, is it?


    Like to play the God of music and seduce people with music art... The king in yellow?


    No, no?


    And Ma looked at Mao, who also frowned.


    After looking at him, a Mao asked him and Ma, "master, the scene in front of me... Reminds me of * * ah, how to distinguish between music fanaticism and religious fanaticism?"


    And Ma: "maybe there is no need to distinguish."


    He ma thought of the SCP foundation, which he paid close attention to in his last life. This is an open new strange talk creation project jointly created by many people. One SCP in this project is playing stem. The content is that the SCP foundation regards the enthusiasm caused by musicians such as beetle, Elvis Presley and Michael Jackson as an abnormal phenomenon.


    Unable to accommodate this phenomenon, the SCP foundation finally decided to assassinate Elvis Presley and others.


    There is an appendix at the end of that document, which is the evaluation of the ethics committee of the SCP foundation. It is considered that this phenomenon may not be SCP, but a frenzy caused by normal music.


    Now, after seeing the "music Mania" with Ma, I suddenly feel that the SCP may not be playing with the stem - maybe this is really an abnormal phenomenon.


    If so, it can explain a lot of things.


    This kind of fanaticism, to be honest, is no different from religious fanaticism.


    It''s just that music lovers didn''t launch a crusade.


    And now the fanatical scene in front of the horse may really be the mass of the God of music, a God who doesn''t know where to come from.


    When I get home, Ma and I will talk to yuzao about this.


    At this time, the waiter with a smelly face came back and put the wine and change on the table in front of HEMA.


    He ma put away his change, picked up his wine glass and looked at Ah Mao: "I''ll go around."


    Mao nodded: "I''m right here as backup."


    And the horse stood up, walked leisurely to the depths of the card seat area.


    Meanwhile, the urb band on stage began to sing the first song.


    I can''t say less about rock and roll in my life. I think I still have a certain appreciation for rock and roll.


    The rock of the urb band made him turn around and look at the stage involuntarily.


    The band, unexpected level is good?


    So, after seeing the God of music, can you really improve your music creation ability?


    He and Ma were thinking, and met someone else head-on. The wine in his hand was brushed and spilled all over him.


    He turned his head and looked at the person he met. He was about to apologize when he suddenly found that the other party was not good.


    A strong man one head taller than HEMA looked down at HEMA: "Oh, this lost lamb, it seems that he can''t find his home?"


    And Ma smiled: "I just want to find someone to make friends."


    "People who love music are friends. Do you love music?" Asked the strong man.


    And Ma: "of course, I love music so much."


    "But you didn''t bring a guitar, but a bamboo knife." Said the strong man.


    "This..." and Ma were about to explain, when suddenly there were warm cheers around.


    Together with the strong man, he turned and looked at the stage.


    A man climbed onto the stage from the front of the stage, went straight to the drummer of urb, knocked the drummer down with one punch, grabbed the drummer and began to knock fiercely.


    The man on stage was the drummer who led and Ma to the disco with one!


    The violent drums rang through the whole disco. Other members of urb were going to fight. Their expressions changed as soon as they heard the drums.


    The lead singer shouted, "a new family member is born! Let''s go crazy about music! "


    With the horse half open, he felt more and more that this popular so-called new drug was not as simple as * *.


    Where does a general * * have this effect?


    Can you really improve the level of music creation?


    At this time, the strong man in front of the horse said, "do you also want to see the God of music?"


    And Ma guoduan nodded: "a little interested."


    He wants tangible evidence.


    "Then you''re in the wrong place." The strong man said, "we don''t know what these people are crazy about here."


    And Ma looked at the strong man suspiciously.


    The other party changed his just fierce expression and spread his hands: "we''re just an operating disco. We pay protection fees to inagawa, who manages the site every week, and then we have to take money to manage the patrol police in this area, and occasionally give gifts to the daughter of the director of the police station.


    "We are good people."


    Frown with Ma. He knows he can''t find anything in this disco.


    The enemy had been alerted and ran away carefully.


    But this is not a complete failure.


    He ma turned his head and looked at the drummer and a drummer who were playing drums enthusiastically on the stage.


    At least he and Ma know someone who must have an affair with the God of music.


    In addition, we also found an underground band urb that may be related to the God of music.


    Next, as long as you keep an eye on the drummer and one, go to Beichuan shaxuli to learn about the urb band, and you can always find any clues.


    So he and Ma showed a regretful expression: "well, I''ll ask these people on the stage later."


    "It''s useless." The strong man shook his head. "Many of us have asked the question of what the God of music is. As a result, they said a lot of things they didn''t understand. I asked ''who is the God of music, Elvis Presley or John Lennon'', and they laughed. "


    And the horse were half pretended and half really surprised: "even Elvis Presley and John Lennon are not the God of music?"


    The strong man shrugged: "yes, I think it''s ridiculous, too. Maybe in their view, these people are just "envoys" or "saints."


    And Ma took advantage of the situation to say their own reasoning and tested: "is this an emerging religion?"


    "Who knows, I personally feel that the popularity of rock and roll is religious enough." The strong man shrugged, then snapped his fingers and summoned an attendant, "come on, give this man a new vodka. After all, I knocked over his vodka."


    The waiter nodded, "OK."


    The strong man added, "send it to the guest''s position."


    The meaning is very obvious. It is to let and Ma go back to their seats quickly and don''t wander around.


    The horse and the donkey went down the slope: "OK, I''ll go back and wait for vodka. Would you like to sit down and talk? "


    "No, as the manager of this disco, I''m still very busy." Then the strong man bowed to the horse and turned and left.


    The waiter stood where he was and looked at the horse. Obviously, if he didn''t return to the horse, he wouldn''t go to get the wine.


    And Ma can only turn back to their seats and look at Ah Mao.


    Mao: "I feel like I''ve hit a nail?"


    "Yes, the Lord should have run away. It is estimated that there will be no pill trade where you can see the God of music for a long time. " And horses.


    "Scare the snake?"


    "I guess so. But if we don''t go in and see it, we can never be sure that there is a real problem here. " Whisper to ma.


    Then the waiter brought the wine up.


    He and the horse waited for the waiter to leave and poured the wine in the wine glass directly into the trash can under the table.


    He won''t drink anything that might be sent by the enemy.


    Mao: "why don''t I go out and call officer white bird?"


    "It''s no use. The other party left the relationship clean and could only catch those on the stage. But see what that means, they won''t reveal the Secret 100 percent. "


    Mao also looked at the stage and looked helpless.


    "Let''s go." Talk to ma.


    Mao nodded and poured the wine he hadn''t drunk in front of him into the trash can under the table.


    Then they stood up and moved towards the door.


    **


    On the second floor of the death pit, the man in a cap asked the manager of the death pit who came upstairs: "criminal police?"


    "No, No. The appearance is more tender than the general criminal police, like college students, but... There is a very oily feeling. He is very tactful. "


    The man in the cap frowned.


    The manager continued, "and I always feel that the person I talked to looks familiar. It seems that I''ve seen him somewhere."


    In this era, image dissemination mainly depends on photos and TV in newspapers. For people who don''t often read newspapers and TV, it''s normal to be unfamiliar with horses'' faces.


    However, many people should know the name "Tongsheng and Ma" by word of mouth.


    In particular, the residents of this underground world have heard a little about the names of the people who alone promoted a three-generation organization of Kanto United.


    However, Tong Sheng and Ma did not report their families just now.


    The duck tongue hat man meditated for a few seconds, and then said to his men by the door, "follow them."


    His men nodded immediately and left quietly.


    The man with a duck tongue hat then said to the manager, "we''re going to move. We can''t stay in this watched place."


    The manager hurriedly asked, "if someone comes to sell things, we should..."


    "Don''t worry, the God of music will guide the family members to find a new selling point. You just have to continue to provide family members with a place to give full play to their musical strengths. "


    The manager hesitated, but nodded, "I see."


    To tell you the truth, the manager doesn''t believe any nonsense about the God of music guiding his family members.


    But since people didn''t want to tell him what was going on, he didn''t bother to ask.


    To make a living in the underground world is often a blessing to know little.


    "Is there anything else I need to do?" Asked the manager.


    The man with a duck tongue hat shook his head: "no, you did a good job. If the police come, just tell them all you know. When you need legal aid, someone will shoot a lawyer to come to you. "


    The manager bowed to the man with a duck tongue hat and withdrew from the room.


    The man with a duck tongue hat immediately stood up, did not look at the standby channel leading to the back door, directly opened the window of the room, jumped out of the window, and quickly disappeared into the night with the Parkour action that he and the horse should marvel at.


    The wind blew into the room from the open window, making the curl of green smoke from the cigarette butts in the ashtray dance with the wind.