"After Ye Ting was captured in this video, has she ever appeared elsewhere?" Hong Anjie asked with a look of concern.
"No." Although he guessed the result, Shen Xing was a little disappointed to put his phone away. "This is her last video. After that, the video on the street facing the gate of the Ivy League did not see her going out, so it disappeared suddenly. Up."
"Will it leave after disguising?" Hong Bin guessed.
"Yes, in that case, if you leave the gate at night and enter the car parked on the street immediately after going out, there is a high chance that you won't be spotted." Hong Anjie also nodded.
Shen Xing shook his head: "The surveillance has been adjusted. At that time, no one got in the car and left as soon as they came out on the street at the gate of the community. There were people who could not see their faces. Everyone else in the community can match, they are not strangers."
"Is it possible that she pretended to be someone else in the community and then left?" Hong Anjie continued to guess.
After experiencing the strange incident of his father, I have to say that Hong Anjie now even feels more and more like Sherlock Holmes.
Anyway, as long as there is such a possibility, he will boldly guess. Now he knows very well that certain things in this world are already bizarre enough and completely beyond his own imagination.
Shen Xing did not refute this remark, but bowed his head and fell into contemplation.
To be honest, he didn't rule out the possibility, but if Ye Ting did so, what was the motivation? Why hide yourself? Why are you afraid of being discovered
After the three people discussed it, Shen Xing's doubts were not resolved, but he felt more and more.
The atmosphere of the dinner was a bit stagnant.
In order to break the heavy atmosphere, Shen Xing took out the wrapped half-length wood sculpture, opened it in front of Hong Bin, and said, "The craftsmanship is not good, please forgive me, Hong Uncle!"
However, after Hong Bin and Hong Anjie saw the wood carving, their eyes lit up at the same time.
"Good!" Hong Bin burst out a word from his mouth.
Hong Anjie exclaimed: "Very realistic! It feels much more realistic than when I saw it before!"
Shen Xing smiled: "I later refined it a bit."
"Awesome!" Hong Bin extended his thumb, "I like it very much!"
Hong Anjie transferred money to Shen Xing on the spot, which was even a thousand more than the amount booked.
After seeing the message, Shen Xing was taken aback for a while, raised his head and was about to speak. Hong Anjie had already said: "My father is going to thank you for things. These are all trivial things. Don't refuse."
Although this kid lives in the suburbs, he is not only at work, but there are also a few vacant rooms for rent. To be honest, the source of income is much stronger than that of the outsider Shen Xing.
Shen Xing nodded and said nothing.
The meal was eaten until nearly ten o'clock in the evening. The three of them were already slightly boozed and called to drive on behalf of them. Hong Anjie and his son drove away in the car holding the half-length woodcarving, while Shen Xing walked alone to the Ivy League community diagonally opposite.
After being blown by the cool breeze at night, he felt a lot clearer after coming out, and his thinking became calmer.
When I walked to the gate of Ivy League community near the street, I raised my head and looked at a slightly higher place on the street. In my memory, there was a camera facing the door of the Liangdoupi dealership opposite the gate of the community. Chutianyan's probe is also facing here.
At present, the two cameras are still in operation, and they are operating normally, but after viewing them through the video recording, Ye He did not see them coming out of the gate.
Is it a community that left from elsewhere? Or, as Hong Anjie said, she walked out disguised as a resident of another community? or…
Shen Xing raised his head and stood at the gate of the community, looking through the iron fence of the gate, staring into the community: "Or... She has never left!"
After returning to the rental house, after taking a shower, he compulsively checked the door, window and door locks in the house, and then Shen Xing returned to the bedroom.
Since experiencing the blood pupil incident, his obsessive-compulsive symptoms seem to be a bit more serious than before.
But thinking about it carefully, this is because he has become more vigilant, and his behavior is the superposition of compulsive thinking. Now, even when he returns home at night to close the door, he will check the door lock three times before he is relieved.
Close the bedroom door, press the anti-lock button, and then check all the corners of the bedroom where people can be hidden, and then lie down.
Shen Xing knew that he had one thing that was good, that is, after he had done the compulsive behavior, he would become very relieved, and he would not continue to suspect anything after he fell asleep until dawn.
Wake up early the next day. After breakfast, Shen Xing went to the "Tingwu" shop on Chunyu Street as usual and opened the door early to start business.
At present, the number of wood carvings in the store is relatively large, but except for the new products that I discovered after my rebirth—that is, wood carving works of animation, which sell well, other works are still dying.
Of course, the woodcarving income of animation is not too great. This is mainly done through impulse. The real fine works are still the current blood pupils and fake Hongbin.
The previous works that were slightly better were mostly natural landscapes and statues of Buddha or wood carvings with allegorical meaning.
None of the wood carvings were sold in the morning. At noon, Shen Xing temporarily closed the shop, returned home and brought all the materials needed to go through the adoption procedures, and took all the copies downstairs.
After packing the original and the copy in a paper document bag, at the hour of the working hours in the afternoon, I went to the Civil Affairs Office of the City Hall, submitted the copy, and printed it out and signed it on the spot according to the uniform format of the adoption application. According to the fingerprints, a copy was also submitted.
He has decided, no matter what, to submit the application for the adoption of Feifei first. As for whether it can be approved, it will be handed over to God's will.
But after all, this kind of situation is rare, so Shen Xing guessed that there is a high probability that it will fail.
When I came out of the Civil Affairs Office, my mobile phone rang. I took it out to see that it was a call from a landline number. The mobile phone recognized it as "Qiguang Orphanage" through its smart number.
Shen Xing was stunned for a moment, and the secret path passed? It can't be so fast, right? And just contact me directly, how do you want to send the child out
After answering the phone, a strange man's voice came: "Hello, is this Shen Xing, is this Mr. Shen?"
"Well, it's me."
"Please wait, Lin Feifei wants to say a few words to you." The man seemed to be a member of the orphanage office.
After speaking, he handed the microphone to Feifei, who was waiting.
A familiar and tender voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Uncle Shen, where are you now?"
Shen Xing seemed to have something wrong with her tone, and replied in a puzzled tone: "I'm on the street, what's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"
"No." Feifei suddenly lowered her voice, feeling that she seemed to be deliberately avoiding the people around her, and then whispered: "Do you have time? Can you come here for a while? I feel Sister Xiaoyu is a little strange..."
"Who?" Shen Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted, "Are you talking about that volunteer Song Xiaoyu? Well, today is her volunteer day again?"
"No, it wasn't her today, but she came and behaved strangely..." Feifei seemed a little horrified on the phone, "They don't believe what I just saw. Can you come here?"
"Okay, I'll come right away." Shen Xing nodded.
After hanging up the phone, I took a taxi on the side of the road and drove all the way to Qiguang Orphanage. (End of this chapter)