Requesting the full version of the novel "Paper Man Beheads"

You may not know that there is an extremely secretive unit in China, which insiders collectively call the "Sigma Black Room."

This dark room was specially designed to store some bizarre and unexplained investigation records dating from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. In the Sigma Black Room, everything you can see will be absolutely unimaginable. Here, I might as well cite some examples as evidence, such as: the investigation transcripts of the Iron Crown Man in the Deep Pool of Lushan Mountain, the investigation transcripts of the mystery of Taihu Ladder to Heaven, the investigation transcripts of mutated stillbirths in Tengchong, Yunnan, the investigation transcripts of sixty-four suspended broken arms in Daxinganling... and , investigation transcript of Liaodong Paper Man Beheading Incident.

Maybe you think I am sensationalizing, so you quietly go to search engines such as Baidu or Google to look for clues to the above transcripts.

What I want to say is: this is obviously a waste of effort. Because the Sigma Black Room is a top-level confidentiality unit in the country, any investigative records that are eligible to be stored here will be permanently banned, and every person who enters or exits must go through dozens of extremely strict identity verifications. ——Even as a person involved, when I was completing the investigation transcript of the Paper Man Beheading Incident and preparing to leave, I received extremely severe warnings from the relevant staff. For this reason, I had to carefully keep my mouth shut for half a century. .

Now that I am in my final years, the reason why I chose to make my personal experience of the paper man’s head cutting off to the public today is because I have just learned that the last important person related to it Having left this world means there are no longer any risks to my narrative.

——Do you really believe that a paper man can cut off a living head?

Well, I will tell you now, you see, it has come...

Date: 2011-9-3

This story begins At that time, I was only 23 years old, still a stupid young man.

It was 1961, and our country had just experienced an unprecedented famine, which was later referred to as the "Three Years of Natural Disasters" that you often see in official history textbooks. Speaking of which, it was definitely a difficult time that we cannot look back on. Due to well-known reasons such as the antagonism between China and the Soviet Union, for almost three years, people all over the country were racking their brains to fill their stomachs. Wasn't there a slogan at that time - -Tighten your belts to live a better life. In fact, this statement is a bit vague, because many people's waistbands are at best wrapped with a hemp rope, and the belts have long been soaked and swallowed into their empty stomachs. Pure leather or artificial leather.

Now that I mention this, I am not afraid of the jokes of you young people. During that time, I not only ate rotten belts, dead mice and corn stalks, cotton wool and grass roots, I even ate egret droppings - mine My hometown is in Ji'an, Jilin, next to the Yalu River. The egret is a kind of water bird on the river. It feeds on fish. Its feces are green and white, but it doesn't stink. I dig them home and steam them in a pot. When it was cooked, the whole family rushed to eat it... Maybe I said a few words and it was over, but without being the person involved, you really can't understand my mood at that time. After all, that thing is not a good thing. Who would be willing to do it if they weren't hungry and anxious? Do it like this!

Let me give you another example. As you all know, straw was originally used to feed horses and cows, to build houses, and to make ropes. In fact, at that time, they were also an indispensable wrapping material at home: first crush the straw with a guillotine, fry it in an iron pot, and then Then put it on a big stone and grind it into powder, then use a stone mill to grind it finely, then grind it in a basket to make dough, and finally mix it with a little glutinous rice to make a steamed bun to satisfy your hunger...

However, Later, it was said that some areas in other provinces actually ate dead corpses and living people. In comparison, these experiences of mine can only be regarded as insignificant and insignificant. But no matter what, no matter how hard the life was, I finally got through it. Being alive is a blessing. Although this statement is a bit simple, the truth is true. In addition, not long after, the commune transportation team arranged for me to work as a truck driver - this was a very enviable job at the time, so I was really grateful to the party and the government from the bottom of my heart. It is no exaggeration to say that at that time, I made a solemn promise to *** every day, vowing to repay him with a red heart, working hard, striving to be a pioneer, and adding a brick and a tile to the construction of the motherland. Make a screw that buzzes.

Don’t think I’m talking nonsense about these words. The ideology of the 1960s is indeed like this. Everyone will say whatever they think. They are all stated truthfully and there is nothing false.

My job is very simple and boring. I am responsible for transporting the loaded truckload of lumber from Ji'an to Anton. At that time, Andong had a Dongkanzi flood control embankment project. Due to the continuous flooding of the Yalu River, more than a million acres of farmland along the coast were severely damaged and the people were miserable. Therefore, the local government responded to the central government's call and determined to fight this tough battle. Ji'an has overlapping mountains and valleys full of primitive old forests that block the sky and the sun. They are all high-quality mature timber. They were plundered by the Japanese during the Puppet Manchukuo period. In addition, it is close to Andong, which also benefits the country. It is a major matter for the people, so truckloads of wood are continuously transported to the front line of project construction.

It is more than 600 miles from Ji'an to Anton. According to the current driving speed, it only takes about seven or eight hours. It’s just that the road conditions at that time were incomparable to those now. Most of them were winding dirt roads with twists and turns. Trucks walking on them were like walking on the edge of a knife with bare feet, and they were trembling. Usually I make a trip every three to five days, departing in the afternoon, arriving in Anton early the next morning, unloading the wood and returning.

This day is the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, and I am driving with my old partner Cui Guoliang as usual.

Lao Cui is more than ten years older than me. He was not originally a local, but he later settled here as his son-in-law. Perhaps because of this, he always seems a bit shy in front of everyone. Unless you really can't avoid him, you can't communicate with him at all. To use a common saying, that is a master who is as stubborn as a donkey. Having said that, Lao Cui is not bad-hearted, and he took good care of me during our partnership. Especially in the middle of the night when I was too sleepy to reach the summit, he was sure to replace me. .

Originally, the truck drove smoothly on the rugged winding mountain road, but in the evening, lightning and thunder suddenly appeared in the hazy sky