Night Hacker Chapter 195

   Chapter 195 Tattoos

  The business card sent by the old man Kitano still made Gu He go to the Diaobaodong Tattoo Museum on Caoyuan Street the next morning.

He went to Li Cai early in the morning to ask Miss Caiyin, she really said that she wanted to get a tattoo. She had arranged it, but when the old man Beiye came to visit his grandson early in the morning, he mentioned to her that it would be best to go to Diao Baodong. .

   "Others do tattoos, while Diao Baodong does tattoos." Miss Caiyin said respectfully, "It's practice."

  Her Qingyan is also a masterpiece of Diao Baodong.

   Looking for Diao Baodong to do tattoos, not by specifying the pattern himself, but by Diao Baodong after a conversation with the other party.

   At that time, others thought she was a killer, but Diao Baodong knew that she wanted to be a flying swallow.

  Since it was impossible to escape a stab, Gu He went to Lao Cai's clinic to ask clearly, there is no problem with tattooing, just change a layer of skin. Tattoos will definitely harm the skin health of ordinary people, but it does not matter to extraordinary people.

  Especially the body of the doll, it was just now, what happened after a few stabs.

   "Hurt?" Lao Cai replied to his concerns about health preservation, "What are you thinking about for so long, let's finish this year first. You really want to keep healthy, Uncle Cai has a health management package here..."

   Of course Gu He didn't buy it, he might as well drink more wolfberry water for that money.

   Finally, this morning, accompanied by Lorna and Sakai Huaqing, he went to visit Diao Baodong.

  Diao Baodong is not a name, but a title.

   "Carving" means carving, and the tattooists who are crowned with this word by the world are all tattoo masters.

There are countless tattoo parlors and tattoo parlors in various districts of Kabukicho. There are no less than 100 large and small ones in Shouhui Street alone. There are several around Li Cai. The old dog's barber shop also provides tattoos and paintings. , can provide one-stop service.

   But there is only one tattoo artist with the word "carved" in Kabukicho.

   Although Diao Baodong is the chief tattoo artist of Yakuza, he is not a meat cutter. Gu He is worried that the other party will not use single-molecule thread for tattooing. Diao Baodong is the "tattoo master department" of the side door, which is considered to be the side door of the doctor department.

   Moreover, the founder of the tattoo division is exactly Diao Baodong.

   It is no exaggeration to say that this old man is a "tattooed man".

   Compared with Shouhui Street, Caoyuan Street has more classical wooden buildings, as well as trees and bamboo forests.

At this time, the three of them stood at the entrance of the tattoo studio, and Sakai Huaqing couldn't help but sigh: "The environment is really good." This is a two-story old house with a small courtyard. The bamboo in the courtyard is leaning against the wall, blown by the wind, rustling And ring.

   The visitor's visit was known in advance from the phone, and Mr. Asakawa, a disciple of Tiao Baodong, was guarding the door.

   At the moment, Mr. Asakawa took them in and walked through the Shiche path. They took off their shoes on the porch and put on guest slippers and entered the house. Sakai Huaqing said in a frightened voice, "Excuse me."

   This is a legendary figure who has gone through generations of Yakuza.

   Among the members of the fish pond, Osamu Sakai has many tattoos on his body for drinking and drinking; there are more boxers, and both arms are full; Lindsay has some words tattooed on his hands, and it is said that there are also tattoos on his back.

   Sakai Huaqing hasn't been tattooed yet. She is an actress, so it is not suitable for her body to have too many tricks, otherwise the play path will be narrow.

  Whether there is or not, they are not the handwriting of Diao Baodong, and this is the first time for Gu He.

Just walking through the studio of the tattoo studio, Gu He became more and more horrified, there were some framed tattooed human skins hanging on the wall, Mr. Asakawa introduced: "It's all real human skins, some of the Jianghu affairs before Diaobaodong. "

  Mr. Asakawa also called his master Tiao Baodong, which is the honorific title.

  Lorna was also looking around. In addition to the tattooed human skin, there were also some photos, paintings, a shelf full of books, and an old samurai sword. There are not many literate people in the old Yakuza faction, and Diao Baodong is one of them.

   The tattoo master was not in the studio at this time, and they only saw him when they went to the living room by the back courtyard.

His pale hair was **** and he wore a dark brown robe. He sat cross-legged on a tatami mat by the porch, his wrinkled old face was calm, and Diao Baodong looked at the bamboos and the pond in the small courtyard through the fully open sliding door. spring.

   This kind of scene is really out of tune with neon streets, street dogs and Yakuza. Diaobaodong is like a Zen master.

   Sakai Huaqing was specially dressed in a printed kimono; Lorna was still wearing black tight leather pants, with black hair mixed with wires; while Gu He was wearing Dongtu sportswear, holding a thermos cup full of wolfberry water.

  Introduced by Mr. Asakawa, they all met this tattoo master.

"Those who have entered the ink, sit down." Diao Baodong's voice was vicissitudes, and he asked Gu He to sit down opposite him. Laomu looked at the young man in his early twenties, and his posture did not move, and asked: " Why are you inking?"

  Sakai Huaqing stood not far away and watched nervously, while Lorna looked around on her own.

"Uh..." Gu He hesitated, but Miss Caiyin had already told him to tell the truth about this conversation with Diao Baodong, so he replied, "Because I'm going to see Miss Nagano, I need someone tattoo."

   "You have a prejudice against tattoos." Diao Baodong said, "This shows that you are not a vulgar person."

   Sakai Huaqing just mentioned it, but why does Diao Baodong seem to praise Hesang?

   She looked at Lorna, Lorna shrugged, who knows.

   "Inked, tattooed, tattooed, just with different names."

The old man's tone was slow, "In this city, anyone can get tattoos, everyone likes tattoos, and they can change one every day. Having a tattoo is like having some kind of power, spreading wildly everywhere, declaring the self that has not yet recognized, and also Subcultures continue to rise and disappear rapidly.

"That's the stain on the tattoo. No matter how gorgeous and bright the surface is, if it has no meaning, it is just empty, vulgar and superficial. Your prejudice comes from this. You are not vulgar, but you are in another vulgarity. ."

  Gu He listened and thought, "Maybe, there are some."

   "What wish do you have?" Diao Baodong asked again.

   "Uh..." Gu He is really hard to say, travel back? Going to Luozhou? World Peace? He hesitated: "Probably, life is better and safer."

   "What were you doing when you were ten?" the old man asked again.

   "Doing homework..." Gu He replied, "I had the opportunity to read and read at that time, and I had a lot of homework every day."

   "Who are they?" Diao Baodong looked at Lorna and Sakai Huaqing over there, and they all stopped immediately.

   "Good friends." Gu He said, that's really the relationship.

   "Let you take a nickname for yourself, what would you take?"

  Gu He frowned slightly, and he also had a lot of nicknames, "I don't know..."

   He was asked and asked, and found that he was in a confusion, who is he and what kind of person is he.

   Is he the mentor Xiaohe who persuaded people to be the salted fish lying flat? Masters, angels, flying cows, street dogs, ordinary people?

   In such a world, how should he live...

  Diao Baodong did not force the person who entered the ink to take a nickname. After asking some questions, he was silent for a while before saying: "Tattoos do have a power to break the eyes and rules set by others and themselves."

  Gu He feels that the other party has become a master, and he has become a student. The problem is that he is not a goose, and he doesn't know much...

At this time, Diao Baodong stood up and walked to the studio. First, he went to the dressing room to change out of his robe and put on a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, revealing two strong arms covered with colorful tattoos. .

  At the instruction of Mr. Asakawa, Gu He took off his shirt and was shirtless.

   He is no longer as thin as when he first arrived at the fish pond, especially after tossing in the wilderness for more than a month, he is also muscular.

   Sakai Huaqing's eyes were burning with burning eyes, and he whispered softly, He Sang is so handsome.

   And Lorna put her arms around her chest and rolled her eyes at her reaction.

   But everyone needs to be quiet right away. Every tattoo of Diao Baodong is a creation, which requires full attention, from composition, outline, shading, coloring, to the realm of guarding and breaking away.

   Every stitch and every step must be done well, and he never engraves anything that is meaningless.

   In this silence, Gu He was lying on the tatami floor in the middle of the studio, with his back facing up, and he handed it over to Diao Baodong. He couldn't help but feel nervous, not knowing what pattern the other party would get tattooed on.

   The old man sat cross-legged beside him, looking at his naked back, silently composing the picture.

   Mr. Asakawa is responsible for passing tools such as long needles and dye pens by the side.

  For ordinary people, after getting a tattoo, it will take at least a week for the flesh to recover; but Gu He has an extraordinary physique, and Diao Baodong will also use extraordinary abilities and bio-gel materials, which can be completed within today.

   But the pain that the flesh will taste during the recovery process, Diao Baodong said that Gu He will be a little less.

  Because they are all placed in the process of this tattoo.

   "Young man, remember these pains." Diao Baodong said calmly, and began to drop the needle.

  Mom! Gu He suddenly felt a tingling pain in his back, and his flesh tightened, but he could only endure it on the ground.

   One stitch, another stitch, he gritted his teeth, and what he saw was a human skin tattoo on the wall over there.

   I don't know whose human skin and whose tattoos are, but here, different tattoos have different meanings and stories.

   The pain didn't stop for a moment, and it continued to be applied. Gu He didn't know whether Diao Baodong had displayed some of the tattoo artist's extraordinary abilities. In this concentration, the pain was particularly clear, as if pulling him into a trapped room.

  In this sleepy room, there is only oneself, and the complex pain brought by facing oneself.

  Gu He gradually wandered in his mind. He thought that the side door of the tattooist was the direction of the doctor's department of surgery, but it seemed that it was actually the direction of the psychiatrist. It seemed that some feelings were pierced, and some emotions were awakened...

   Suddenly, he remembered a few words from Miss Caiyin in the morning. When she said it, she smiled but deep.

   "Tattooing is a practice, a burden.

   "Enduring the long torment and pain gives self-awareness and completes self-transformation."

   (end of this chapter)

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