Hearing him talking, the little boy who was holding the adult turned his head and looked, the adult also turned his head to look at Shen Xing.
The little boy's behavior was a bit strange. After seeing Shen Xing, his eyes had obviously changed, but he quickly turned his head and did not answer, let alone look at Shen Xing again.
The man holding his hand said in surprise, "Are you talking to us?"
Shen Xing nodded, and said to the man: "Excuse me, do you live in Jincheng Building?"
The man was taken aback: "Yes, how do you know?"
"Oh, I visited there yesterday." Shen Xing smiled.
The man looked at the little boy beside him thoughtfully: "Xiaohui, I asked who you are yesterday, didn't you say you knocked on the wrong door?"
Hearing his words, Shen Xing's smile suddenly froze, and he looked at the little boy again.
The little boy lowered his head tightly, bit his lower lip, and did not answer.
"Did this uncle knock on the door yesterday?" the man still asked.
The boy named Xiaohui still didn't answer, but buried his head lower.
"That may be my mistake." Shen Xing suddenly said: "I went to the Jincheng Building yesterday during the day."
"Oh." The man suddenly said, "We are not at home during the day and there is no one in the house. You must be mistaken."
"Sorry!" Shen Xing apologized and stood up with a handful of green onions in his hand.
Now that he had talked to the family who was suspected of installing the surveillance probe, he did not intend to give up the conversation.
He deliberately looked at the school uniform that Xiaohui was wearing, and smiled and said to the man: "Does your child also go to Old Town No. 1 Middle School? That's my classmates."
"is it?"
The man’s body was a little blessed. He was holding his face with Xiaohui just now, but after talking with Shen Xing at this moment, he didn’t mean to reject people thousands of miles away. Instead, he smiled and asked, “How many grades are your children in? Up?"
Shen Xing said: "The second grade."
"Oh, my child is already in third grade." The man chuckled.
Shen Xing stretched out his hand: "My name is Shen Xing, how do I call it?"
"He Jun, congratulations, soldier's army." The man also stretched out his hand and shook his hand.
Because the distance was closer than just now, Shen Xing realized that this man named He Jun looked a little tired, and a tiredness was written on his face, unable to hide it.
"What industry does Brother He do?" Shen Xing asked seemingly casually.
"I drive my own minivan to help people pull some goods." He Jun said.
"Oh."
When Shen Xing was about to continue speaking, he saw He Xiaohui grabbing He Jun's hand, as if he wanted to leave.
He Jun was holding the vegetables he had just bought in his other hand, and smiled at Shen Xing a little embarrassedly: "Then let's go first, and talk some other day."
"Okay." Shen Xing nodded.
After paying for the green onions, the father and son held hands and left. During the period, He Xiaohui turned his head and glanced in Shen Xing's direction secretly. Shen Xing was watching.
Shen Xing could not guess why He Xiaohui intentionally concealed the fact that he had met him.
But it seems that He Jun is pretty good, but his son He Xiaohui behaves abnormally.
Originally, Shen Xing was going to take this opportunity to ask He Jun if he knew about the installation of a camera at his door, but if he couldn’t reveal that he had knocked on his door last night, he had to think about a chance. asked.
Perhaps He Xiaohui's strange behavior had a cause, and maybe it wasn't related to the anomaly.
Anyway, now that Shen Xing encountered something strange, he had already started to think of the abnormality like a conditioned reflex. Whether it was a ghost or a monster, in short, the behavior of meeting He Xiaohui for the first time was beyond common sense.
Going to the 7th floor of Jincheng Building to check it was just a whim by Shen Xing. If it weren't for Feifei's sudden words, he would not have Ye Ting in the video. Perhaps he was paying attention to the position of the probe.
However, the 7th floor of this building is indeed a bit weird. First of all, when the voice-activated light in the corridor went out last night, the security door of He Jun's next door suddenly opened.
Then no one came out in the room, and no one spoke, revealing an inexplicable weirdness.
Then there was He Xiaohui's performance. He obviously saw himself last night, but he didn't admit it, as if he was concealing something on purpose.
Shen Xing decided that he must check again if he finds a chance. Ye Ting turned to look in that direction. If his guess is correct, there must be a reason.
I bought some vegetables and left the market. I happened to ran into a newspaper seller at the intersection. This guy was yelling, "Yungu Evening News and Metropolis Daily only cost one yuan for two copies."
Usually the two newspapers are sold separately. It is already close to dusk. The newspaper sellers still have many newspapers not sold, and can't help but feel a little flustered, so they sell them at half price.
Otherwise, if the unsold newspapers accumulate, I am afraid that the evening paper will really be sold into the evening.
Originally, Shen Xing rarely read newspapers, but when he heard the newspaper seller yell, he backhanded him a dollar and took away two newspapers, thinking that in the future it would be fine to buy one every day, and sometimes it was convenient to use as a desk. some.
Carrying dishes, holding newspapers, and returning to the Ivy League, the door facing the stairs on the third floor has been opened, and Feifei stood alone at the door looking forward to it.
"Why did you open the door at home alone?" Shen Xing asked with some worry when he saw this.
Feifei said: "Everyone here knows me, there is no danger."
"Who said that?" Shen Xing replied, remembering that her mother, Lin Wanru, was killed in the house by the tall man without knowing it.
After entering the house, closing the door, Shen Xing handed the two boxes of eggs to Feifei and put them away. He went to the kitchen to wash the vegetables. They should be cut and put on the plate. After the preparations were completed, Feifei wore a small apron. Came carrying a wooden stool.
The rest of the work was handed over to her.
After Shen Xing exhorted him to be safe, he went to sit on the sofa in the living room and rest.
Soon there was the sound of cooking in the kitchen, everything seemed orderly, and it was obvious that Feifei was indeed a veteran of cooking.
A scent of oil fume quickly spread into the living room.
However, Shen Xing frowned, opened the window in the living room, then closed the bedroom door to prevent oil smoke from entering, and said to Feifei: "Feifei, turn on the range hood."
"It's broken long ago." Feifei's immature voice came.
"Turn on the ventilating fan." Shen Xing came to the door of the kitchen, ready to turn on the ventilating fan.
"It's broken too." Feifei said while busy.
Shen Xing was taken aback, "I will call someone to fix it tomorrow."
"You go out first, this kitchen smells a lot of smoke." Feifei reminded.
Seeing her busy look, at this moment, she showed a tone and action completely inconsistent with the current age group, the whole is a little adult.
Shen Xing couldn't help but smile, opened the kitchen window wider, and then returned to the living room.
I picked up the newspaper I just bought and flipped through it casually, because it is very convenient to read the news on the mobile phone. Nowadays, few young people read the newspaper again. The majority of the people who buy newspapers are mostly middle-aged and older people.
Shen Xing flipped through a few times, his eyes condensed, and he smiled and cursed: "What's so special, it's no wonder that two copies are only sold for a dollar?"
The evening paper in his hand had been turned to the middle position by him at this moment, but it was originally supposed to be the content of the sixth edition. At this moment, the layout is clean, there is nothing, and no typeface is printed.
Put down the evening paper, picked up the metropolitan newspaper and flipped through it. It was also in the middle position, again, there was a page with nothing.
On closer inspection, it seems that the sixth edition is empty.
"This newspaper seller is unscrupulous!" (End of this chapter)