"This is my wife An Lifen. She just went out to throw away the garbage." Song Hao said.
An Lifen is shorter, about 1.5 meters tall, and should be well-maintained. Although she is middle-aged, her face has no wrinkles and her skin is fair.
But at this moment, Zheng Ruijun's eyes revealed a sickly white feeling.
After Song Hao spoke, An Lifen, who had lowered her head slightly, raised her head, smiled and looked straight, and said: "I'm sorry, these shoes have soft soles and the walking noise is quiet. I didn't scare you just now. Bar?"
Zheng Ruijun swallowed his saliva and shook his head.
Just before he entered the door, he heard something moving in the stairwell. Now that he thought about it, it was An Lifen who was throwing garbage in that direction.
The behavior of these two couples seems to have become abnormal.
Because he was startled just now, Zheng Ruijun took a few steps back and was almost in the living room now. Song Hao spoke again: "Please sit down, I will pour you a cup of tea, and then go and wake Xiaoyu up."
The sofa was close at hand. Zheng Ruijun did not postpone it any longer, but sat down against the edge of the sofa. The golden pen he had been holding in his hand tapped his knuckles intentionally or unintentionally.
At this time, An Lifen, who was standing at the door of the living room, closed the door and walked to the bathroom, probably to wash her hands.
"Aren't you all at work?" Zheng Ruijun asked.
"I was originally at work, but my daughter hasn't been feeling well in the past two days, and my old problem with stomach cold has returned, so I asked for leave to rest at home." Song Hao answered.
At this time, the red light of the hot water in the water dispenser goes out, indicating that the water has been boiled.
Song Hao filled the disposable paper cup with tea leaves and took most of the cup of boiling water. He came to the sofa and placed the tea cup on the coffee table in front of Zheng Ruijun.
"It's still a little hot, be careful."
"Thank you!" Zheng Ruijun nodded and looked at the surface of the steaming water glass. He had no intention of drinking it.
"Now, can you let Song Xiaoyu come out for a moment?" He requested again.
After finishing speaking, he looked towards the corridor leading to the bedroom. There were no lights on inside, and it looked dark at first glance. He didn't know what the setting of the room was like, or how many bedrooms there were.
Song Hao said nothing more, turned around and walked towards the corridor, quickly disappearing into the darkness.
The entire living room was quiet. The footsteps that walked in quickly disappeared and no words were heard. Zheng Ruijun was still sitting on the edge of the sofa, tapping the knuckle of his index finger with the golden pen in his hand.
He could hear the faint sound of water flowing, which should be coming from the bathroom. The bathroom was also in the dark corridor, but the bathroom door could be vaguely seen from this direction.
The sound of running water has been heard since An Lifen entered the bathroom.
At first Zheng Ruijun thought she was washing her hands and didn't take it seriously, but after sitting for a while, the sound of water running continued, as if it would never stop.
At this moment, Zheng Ruijun's cell phone vibrated. He took it out and pressed the answer button, and heard the voice on the other side that seemed to be Shen Xing's, "Hello?"
"Hello, Lao Zheng, I'm Shen Xing. Are you still in the Song family?"
Zheng Ruijun was stunned and replied: "What's the matter?"
"Well, it's okay." Shen Xing hung up the phone on the other end.
Zheng Ruijun looked at the screen of his phone inexplicably. He was originally wondering what kind of medicine Shen Xing Gourd was selling, but then he realized that a long time had passed.
He looked up at the exquisite wall clock hanging on the wall opposite. It had been several minutes since Song Hao went into the bedroom to call Song Xiaoyu, but there was no movement.
And is An Lifen washing her hands? You have been running the water for such a long time, just taking out the trash. How mysophobic do you have to be to wash it so cleanly?
Zheng Ruijun temporarily suppressed his doubts about Shen Xing, stood up, slowed down, walked slowly to the corridor, and looked into the bathroom with the door open.
There was no light on in the bathroom. Zheng Ruijun reached to the wall on the side of the corridor and pressed the light switch.
The lights in the corridor didn't respond and seemed to be broken. He looked up into the darkness of the corridor and couldn't see anything.
After thinking for a while, Zheng Ruijun pressed the cap of the golden pen in his hand, and a small light immediately lit up at the end of the pen. The light of this light was extremely concentrated. Although it seemed small, the brightness was very high.
He took the pen and took two steps forward again. He came to the bathroom door and stood there, with the light shining inside.
A white toilet with soft cushions, a semi-circular shower pool, a high-end wash basin...
At this time, there was a woman in gray pajamas standing in front of the sink. It was An Lifen. The faucet in front of her was open, and the water flow was small, but there was a constant sound.
Directly in front of the sink is a mirror that can be opened and closed. The mirror is closed at the moment, so An Lifen's appearance cannot be seen.
But in this dark bathroom, this woman kept turning on the faucet and standing motionless. This was already very unusual.
Zheng Ruijun didn't say anything. He reached out and pressed the light switch at the bathroom door, but there was still no response. It seemed that except for the light in the living room, all the lights in the other rooms in the house were broken.
At this time, Zheng Ruijun still didn't plan to speak to An Lifen, otherwise he might alert this strange woman. He pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold the bathroom door, and prepared to close it.
Based on past experience in handling special cases, the abnormal targets in this room are not only this woman, but also in other rooms, so it is the best choice to separate them and defeat them separately.
Just as he was about to close the door, the woman with her back to him suddenly moved under the flashlight. Zheng Ruijun quickly opened his eyes and looked carefully, and found that the woman didn't seem to be moving.
While he was confused, his eyes suddenly focused and he saw the hair covering the back of An Lifen's head suddenly slightly arched upwards, as if there was a force that was pushing the hair in this area away.
At this moment, in the darkness not far from the corridor behind him, there was the sound of a door closing, as if a bedroom door was opened and then closed again.
Zheng Ruijun immediately took a step back, quickly closed the bathroom door, turned around and shined the pen's flashlight in the direction of the bedroom where the sound of the door closing was heard.
In the light, he saw two doors at one end of the corridor, both of which were closed. They should be bedrooms, but there was nothing in front of the two doors, and no one came out.
Or someone has come out but is not standing at the door now.
As soon as the idea came to mind, the lights in the living room suddenly went out, and the room of the huge Song family suddenly fell into darkness.
Zheng Ruijun reacted quickly. Almost at the same moment, he immediately pressed the pen cap in his hand, turned off the pen flashlight, and quickly moved along the corridor wall to the living room.
Currently, he is familiar with the furnishings in the living room. There is also An Lifen, who is behaving strangely, in the bathroom. He cannot go in, but must prevent her from coming out. It was impossible to walk in the direction of the bedroom at this time, because he was not familiar with the location and furnishings of the room over there.
As soon as he entered the living room, Zheng Ruijun heard two slight noises coming from where he was standing, which seemed to be the sound of nails or sharp objects scraping the wall.
If you are an ordinary person, after returning to the living room at this moment, the first thing you will do is to open the floor-to-ceiling curtains closest to you, so that the light from outside can shine into the house.
As long as you can see your surroundings clearly, you will feel at ease and make your next move easier.
But Zheng Ruijun would not choose to do this. He knew very well that if he opened the curtains now, although the light would dispel the darkness in the room, there was also a high probability that he would be exposed by the people in the room when he opened the curtains. People find the target instantly and attack.
He quickly stood on tiptoe and came to the armrest of the sofa without making any sound. He pressed his back against the wall so that he would not worry about being attacked.
A crawling sound came from near where he was standing in the corridor, and he quickly crawled into the living room.
At the same moment, the bathroom door was opened, and a suspected An Lifen walked out of it. She walked slowly, as if she was dragging her feet, and also entered the living room.
