Chapter 11

The debt collectors who got the property certificate from the park were very happy. They made an appointment to go drinking together. They ate braised pork ribs and drank green bottle beer at a food stall, then stood up staggeringly and walked to the nearest bar, where they began to order prettier, more interesting and more expensive cocktails. The various liquors were mixed to produce cool bubbles of various colors that floated up and then burst.

The debt collector, who had drunk a lot of wine, walked to the restroom in a daze. When he was about to take off his pants, he suddenly found that the window not far away was not closed. He walked over and stretched out his hand, trying to close the window. The headless man sitting outside the air conditioner faced him. He screamed and rolled and crawled backwards to avoid it. He got many wet stains on his body but did not have time to care. He opened the door and ran away while shouting.

He ran out, shouting, "Hurry up! Someone's dead! I saw a body! The head is gone! It's horrible!"

Many people were attracted by his voice and came over to listen to what he said. They didn't care to look at his trousers and carefully went to the window to look. They didn't see anyone outside, but felt a gust of cold wind blowing. They were so cold that they shivered, touched the goose bumps on their arms, frowned, shrank back, and turned their heads to say angrily: "Don't say such nonsense!"

They asked, "Did you drink too much and your vision was blurry? It was dark outside and it was normal to see wrongly. Don't be afraid to admit it. Did you really see it?"

The debt collector felt aggrieved and shouted, "I saw it! I saw it!"

Everyone pointed to the window and said, "Go and see for yourself!"

The debt collector approached cautiously and looked outside. It was empty. There was nothing outside, not to mention the headless man, there was not even a strand of hair. He found it very strange. He frowned and shrank back, scratching the back of his head and muttering, "It shouldn't be like this. I did see it just now..."

As he spoke, he looked up and found that the people in the toilet were all headless. They didn't seem to realize the problem and were facing him, making noises. Men and women were talking: "Did you see it wrong? Don't you admit it? You saw it wrong! Don't you admit it?"

The debt collector's eyes widened, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground, pointed at everyone, stammered, unable to speak, and screamed in fear: "Ah——"

He wished he had fainted now, but those people were attracted by his frightened expression. They approached him and asked him with concern: "Are you okay? Do you need to rest? Let's take you to the lounge! You may need to take a nap. You will feel better after a nap. Can you still stand up?"

The debt collector rolled and crawled to the window, pressed his back against it in fear, glared at everyone and shouted, "Don't come over here! Don't get close! I'm very powerful! My fists are very hard and it hurts when I hit someone. I warn you, don't come over here again!"

He almost collapsed, covered his head, and shook it frantically, hoping that he was drunk and hallucinating, but he would rather believe that he was dead than believe that he would have such hallucinations because of being drunk. It was not the first time he drank alcohol today, nor did he take hallucinogens. How could he see these scenes that should not exist? !

Unable to bear the burden, he climbed out of the window, jumped directly outside, broke his leg, and staggered away with a trail of blood.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, muttering, "Is he crazy? I've never heard of anyone going crazy after drinking all the wine here."

Everyone shook their heads, unable to figure out the answer, and walked away.

The toilet became quiet. The headless man pushed open the toilet door and walked out, following the crowd to the colorful interior of the bar. There was a stage where strippers were spinning and hugging each other, dancing on poles. In front was a singer, with long hair tied in a dirty braid, wearing a sequined dress with rivets, holding a guitar, wearing steel-studded shoes, and yelling and shouting.

They looked like they were going to tap dance to rock music next.

The lights change colors so frequently that they can almost blind people.

Everyone was drunk and felt groggy, and looked like they were about to fall asleep on the table.

When the headless man walked here, no one noticed anything wrong. He glanced at the stage and found that he could not appreciate this kind of art. He turned around and searched for the debt collector among the crowd like a fish in water.

The second debt collector was telling an innocent female student that his job was in economics and finance.

The female student covered her mouth and smiled.

The headless man sat on the sofa next to them and watched them.

The female student touched her arm and felt a little cold. She stood up with a frown and whispered, "Sorry, I'm a little sleepy. I want to go home now."

The debt collector thought the female student wanted to go home and have sex but just couldn't say it directly. He smiled obscenely and pulled the female student out the door: "Okay, I know what you mean. I'll take you out and send you home. You're a young girl, it's not safe to walk on the street at night."

After some hesitation, the female student agreed.

The debt collector walked to the door and said to the female student, "I have a car. Wait a minute. I will drive the car over here."

The female student stamped her feet, feeling that it was getting colder and colder. She nodded and muttered, "Strange! I didn't see the weather forecast saying it would rain tonight. Why is it so cold? I should have worn two more layers of clothes when I go out."

The headless man followed the debt collector to the underground garage. The lights there were very bright, which the headless man didn't like. The debt collector had just walked to his car when he heard two car horns. The lights above his head went out immediately after the sounds, and finally went out with a bang, as if a light bulb had exploded directly above him.

The debt collector was startled by the sound, and he shrank his neck. He also began to feel a little cold. He frowned and tried to open the car door, but failed. He cursed: "What a broken car! I will replace you when I have money. You just wait for me."

Seeing that he was very angry and his face turned red but he still couldn't open the door, the headless man kindly walked over and opened the door for him.

He was very happy and subconsciously thanked the people around him: "Brother, you are strong. Thank you. I am leaving now."

The headless man stood by the closed car door, watching him drive out without answering.

The debt collector thought he would be safe in the car, but he found it was even colder sitting in the driver's seat than standing at the door. He was so angry that he stepped on the accelerator and cursed, "It's so cold! What a lousy weather!"

There was a bang and he crashed his car into the wall. There was another bang and his airbag popped out. He was knocked unconscious and his forehead was cut and bleeding.

The female student didn't wait for the bus at the door, so she stamped her feet, not wanting to waste time here, and walked away quickly.

The headless man walked into the bar again and found the third debt collector.

The third debt collector never waited for his companions to come back. He felt strange and thought of recent events. He got scared and stood up, wanting to go home. He bumped into the headless man's arms and felt like he had hit a hard ice sculpture. He shivered with cold, covered his blue forehead, sat on the ground, and cried out "Ah, Ah!"

The headless man stretched out the woman's arm that he was holding, and gently placed that arm on the debt collector's face, stroked it twice like a lover, and quickly covered the debt collector's mouth and nose. The debt collector did not realize the change in the situation at first. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the softness and intimacy of the woman's hand. He thought he had met a beautiful woman and was very happy. He was so happy that snot bubbles were about to come out.

He smelled of alcohol, gradually became dizzy, his face turned blue, and with a bang, he fell to the floor.

The woman loosened her arms and shook them away in disgust, as if trying to get rid of the dirt in her hands.

The headless man touched his arm gently, and his arm trembled violently and then calmed down.

After hitting the floor, the debt collector woke up a little, opened his eyes, rubbed the back of his head, got up from the ground, and looked around in confusion, trying to find the woman who had just touched him, but couldn't find her. In a blink of an eye, he saw the headless man squatting in front of him. His eyes rolled back and he passed out. The woman slapped him on the head with her arm, and he woke up with a scream.

The palm of the woman's arm opened a bloody gaping hole in front of him. He ran around in panic, bumping into many people, and hit his head on the sofa, screaming that it was terrible, and fainted for the third time.

The person he hit walked to the coffee table, took out a bottle of wine, and poured it on his head. The wound on his head hurt slightly, and he woke up screaming. He sat on the ground, holding his head, and looked out through the gaps between his fingers. He saw headless people all around him. He jumped up and ran in panic, bumping into the transparent glass door. His head was buzzing, and he fell down and lay on the ground.

The people around him were speechless and rushed to his side, trying to help him up and send him to the hospital. He shuddered and woke up, waving his arms to drive everyone away, kicking and biting, and shouting, "Don't come over here! I tell you, I can kill people, I have killed people before, I will kill you, if you come over here again, I am not afraid of you, I will kill you!"

He looked crazy.

Everyone looked at each other and ignored him.

He hid in the corner, took out a cross and a jade Guanyin from his clothes, and took out a golden Buddha statue that smelled of alcohol from his pocket. He held them all in his hands and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, God and Buddha bless me, I want to get out alive, I can do anything, anything, just don't kill me..."

He was muttering to himself, looking around cautiously, and crawling out. When he reached the door, he saw that he had no head through the glass door. He screamed and turned around and ran into a dark corridor. He was so scared that he crawled into a dirty storage room and then into a high ventilation duct and locked himself inside.