The female sheriff nodded while quickly writing down a note in a notebook.
Shen Xing also saw a recording pen with a red dot flashing next to her thigh.
"Do you live alone?" The male sheriff looked around.
"Yes." Shen Xing nodded.
"Where are the parents?"
"They don't live in the city."
"What do you do?"
"Wood carvings, made and sold by myself." Shen Xing said: "I opened a small shop on Chunyu Street, which is about 20 minutes' walk from here."
"Have you heard anything unusual downstairs in the past few days? For example, quarreling, crying, or the sound of something hitting or breaking." The male sheriff continued to ask.
Shen Xing recalled for a while and shook his head: "No, I usually focus very much when I am doing wood carving and need a quiet environment. But to be honest, although this community is very old, it is very quiet after nine o'clock every night, which is very suitable I’m a night owl at work.”
"In other words, if there is a special sound, you will notice it quickly?" the male sheriff asked with a frown.
"Yes." Shen Xing looked directly at him without avoiding it, "If there are any unusual sounds, I might be more sensitive and pay more attention than others."
At this time, the female sheriff raised her head and asked: "Is this room your own, or..."
"I rented it before because it's cheap and quiet here. It doesn't matter if the house is smaller or older." Shen Xing replied.
From the Sheriff's interview, he probably guessed that the other party did not rule out that Lin Wanru's death was homicide, so he went door to door to investigate.
As long as you cooperate well, you can help the sheriff catch the murderer as soon as possible.
"How is Lin Wanru's daughter Feifei doing now?" This is what Shen Xing is currently worried about.
The male sheriff shook his head: "Don't worry, it was Feifei who called the police after returning home from school. The little girl is currently frightened and has been sent to the Sheriff's Department. We have someone to take care of her and provide psychological counseling."
The female sheriff raised her head and asked again: "What time does your next door neighbor usually come home at night?"
Shen Xing felt relieved and replied: "The next door was originally occupied by an old man in his seventies, but later he moved to his son's place. There is currently no one in the room and it has not been rented out."
An old-fashioned residential building like the Ivy Community has only six floors in total. When it was built, it was designed to be opposite. There were two staircases on the left and right in different directions, leading to different floors of residents.
There are only two households on the floor where Shen Xing lives, including him. If you want to go to the opposite side, you need to go downstairs and go up another staircase.
After a few more questions, the two constables stood up and walked to the door.
The male sheriff turned around and warned: "The scene on the third floor has been sealed off. Don't get close when you go up or downstairs to avoid damaging the scene. If you think of anything, you can call me on this number."
With that said, he gave Shen Xing a card with a phone number written on it. The name on the card was Xiong Wei.
Shen Xing raised his head and glanced at the male police officer. He was less than 1.7 meters tall and had a thin body. His appearance was exactly the opposite of his name.
When the door was closed, he saw the two sheriffs continuing to walk upstairs.
After recalling it carefully, it seemed that the neighbor of Lin Wanru and her daughter downstairs had just moved out last month, and the room was still empty. Otherwise, if the family hadn't moved out, someone had just died next door, and I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Go to sleep peacefully.
Returning to the workbench and working until almost twelve o'clock, Shen Xing put down the finally completed wooden Buddha statue, yawned, and went to the bathroom to wash up for a while.
After peeing, I became obsessive-compulsive. I checked all the doors, windows and door locks in the room before returning to the bedroom.
Then he closed the bedroom door and checked the door lock.
Originally, he would leave his bedroom door open at night, but what happened today made Shen Xing feel uneasy for no reason.
He turned off the light on the workbench, climbed into bed, and fell asleep feeling a little sleepy.
Shen Xing tried his best to put his memories before going to bed on the Buddha statue that he had polished all night, and did not think about the blood-red eyes again.
This Yungu City has a subtropical humid and mild climate. Summer nights get cold very quickly. The highest temperature every day is at noon, but it is only about 27 or 8 degrees Celsius.
This city is a real summer paradise.
Shen Xing, who was asleep, even unconsciously pulled Xia Liang's quilt to cover himself.
He didn't know how long it took before he woke up from the cold.
He opened his eyes drowsily and found that he was curled up in a ball, hugging a pillow, but the quilt was still well covered and had not been kicked off.
"what happened?"
Shen Xing, who still felt a little cold, pulled the quilt to make sure that he was still covered. Then he felt a slight movement at the end of the bed, as if someone was curled up under the bed, and his head or back seemed to be touching the edge of the bed.
The sleepiness had faded a bit, and Shen Xing didn't know if the feeling just now was an illusion or real. After all, he had just woken up and his head was not clear.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the end of the bed through the moonlight outside the window. Then he was startled, his eyes widened, and he stared at the bedroom door.
As far as I can see, the bedroom door is open at this moment!
Shen Xing clearly remembered that he had definitely closed the bedroom door before going to bed.
The bedroom door that had been opened at this moment made him feel sleepy instantly, and even his hands and feet felt slightly cold.
Boom!
There was a very light sound at the end of the bed, and there was a slight shaking.
This time Shen Xing was sure that the first shaking was definitely not an illusion.
There is enough moonlight outside the window at the moment, and you can see most of the room even without turning on the lights.
He remained lying on his back, his limbs motionless, but raised his head slightly, looking towards the end of the bed where the vibration was coming from.
A slow rustling sound sounded at this moment, as if someone was crawling on the ground, crawling very slowly.
Immediately, Shen Xing seemed to see a black mass that slightly arched from the end of the bed, and then flattened out.
There may be a burglar in the house!
The slightly arched thing just now seemed to be the back of a crouching person. This was Shen Xing's first thought.
There was a brief silence in the bedroom.
Shen Xing supported the bed with his right hand and slowly sat up. He opened his eyes wide and tried to see clearly what was in the hazy darkness at the end of the bed.
His heartbeat had begun to speed up unconsciously.
After sitting upright, he reached under the pillow and touched a flashlight placed there, holding it tightly.
After waiting for a moment, Shen Xing slowly turned his body and stretched his bare feet to the ground without wearing shoes. This ensured that he would not make any noise when he moved. The cold feeling from the ground also made him quickly become colder. calm.
During the process of getting out of bed, except for a slight sound from the bed board, there was no other noise, and he kept his eyes fixed on the end of the bed.
