From Shen Xing's point of view, it was no coincidence that after coming into contact with Song Xiaoyu, his scalp began to itch and a strand of hair grew strangely long.
Maybe other people who came into contact with this woman would also have a certain chance of being tricked, but he didn't know what the chance was and how lucky he was to encounter her.
So he made a decision the night before. He couldn't wait too long. He had to investigate the matter clearly from the next day, otherwise if he let his scalp itch, the consequences would be disastrous.
When he got up early the next morning, he immediately called the orphanage and asked if Feifei was okay, and learned that she was normal.
Shen Xing called the male volunteer nicknamed "Big Monster" again and asked if there was anything strange about his body. He still got the same answer.
It seems that neither of these two people have been infected, or even if they have been infected, they have not yet developed an attack at this time.
Shen Xing's second plan was to go to Song Xiaoyu's home after dawn.
Because according to Li Naijing, if Song Xiaoyu's parents lived with her, because of their closer contact, the two of them might be possessed by this scalp ghost like herself.
Of course, this was just Shen Xing's guess. He needed to confirm that if Song Xiaoyu's parents were not tricked, they could also take the opportunity to remind each other.
Another most important purpose of Shen Xing's decision to go to Song Xiaoyu's home is that he currently understands 75% of Song Xiaoyu's characteristics.
According to the previous text prompt, if it reaches more than 80%, even if there is no wood carving storage, this scalp ghost can be temporarily locked.
Now Shen Xing can't figure out what other characteristics the other party has based on his previous contact. The only way is to come over and take a look. As long as he catches some clues, he can understand Song Xiaoyu's characteristics to 80%. He will lock onto the opponent without hesitation.
There is no way, it is about your own life. If time goes on for a long time, other changes may occur, such as being robbed of your mind by this scalp ghost, and then you will become a walking zombie.
Of course, he also wanted to try and see if he could wait until his understanding of Song Xiaoyu reached more than 90% before absorbing her so-called "hidden skills".
But after all, life is at stake, and there is absolutely no comparison between latent skills and your own life.
No matter what the situation was at Song Xiaoyu's house now, he had to come and take a look.
What's more, Zheng Ruijun from the Special Case Investigation Team said last night that he was coming to stay. She just called him just to ask if he was still here, so that he would be taken care of when he came over.
Although Zheng Ruijun did not directly answer whether he was still in the Song family, his tone was acquiescence that he had not left.
Of course, if Shen Xing could figure out the remaining characteristics of Song Xiaoyu without Zheng Ruijun's help, this would be the best ending.
Now, although Shen Xing has mental antibodies and powerful ten fingers, and has a certain confidence in dealing with anomalies, he still brings a kitchen knife hidden on his body for safety reasons.
After knocking on the door, the middle-aged woman who opened the door for him should be Song Xiaoyu's mother.
Standing at the door, Shen Xing could see a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the living room. That should be Song Xiaoyu's father. The man sitting on the sofa was smiling at him.
Everything seemed normal, except that Zheng Ruijun seemed not to be there.
Of course, Shen Xing was not sure that the two of them were completely fine, so he did not choose to enter the house immediately, but asked directly.
"Excuse me, have you had any symptoms these past few days, such as...an itchy head?"
Song Hao and An Lifen were obviously stunned for a moment. Song Hao shook his head and smiled: "Itchy head? Why do you have itchy head? Are you in the shampoo business?"
Shen Xing smiled slightly and did not answer him. Instead, he asked An Lifen who was standing in front of him: "Auntie, has your scalp been itchy in the past few days?"
An Lifen's smile was natural, she shook her head and said, "It doesn't itch."
"Well, Song Xiaoyu said a few days ago that her head was very itchy, so I specially brought her a bottle of anti-dandruff and anti-itch shampoo."
After saying this, Shen Xing raised the bottle of shampoo he just bought in his hand.
There is no way, you can't come here empty-handed, you have to find an excuse. And it just so happened that this excuse had to be consistent with the purpose of coming here.
"Let me thank you on Xiaoyu's behalf!" Song Hao stood up cheerfully, "Come in and sit down. I'll wake Xiaoyu up. She seemed very tired yesterday and slept a little late. Please wait a moment."
"Well, it's okay." Shen Xing was still standing at the door, with no intention of coming in.
Song Hao's footsteps sounded in the corridor leading to the bedroom, and then a bedroom door seemed to be opened.
Because the water dispenser was still on and the water was boiling again, An Lifen took a paper cup and made Shen Xing a cup of hot tea, and once again invited him to sit in the room.
If you don't enter the house now, it will make people suspicious.
Shen Xing walked into the room and sat down in front of the sofa. He saw a cup of brewed tea on the other end of the coffee table, but it seemed that it had not been touched yet.
"Auntie, were there any guests at home just now?" he asked seemingly casually.
An Lifen didn't answer, as if she didn't hear him. She just sat down against him and looked at him with the scrutiny of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.
Being stared at by this gaze, Shen Xing had goosebumps all over her body for no reason. She intuitively thought that An Lifen and his wife must have made a mistake, thinking that he must be pursuing their daughter by sending shampoo from so far away.
At this moment, Song Hao walked out with a smile on his face, "Xiao Yu is already awake, let you go in, she is waiting for you in the bedroom."
"What?" Shen Xing was stunned for a moment.
If he really sent shampoo to Song Xiaoyu on purpose, his little thought and intention were obvious, and it would be strange for Song Hao and Song Hao not to think about it.
What Shen Xing didn't know was that Song Hao and An Lifen didn't seem to have any abnormal problems. The fundamental reason was not that these two people were abnormal, but that in their eyes, Shen Xing could be considered "one of their own."
Although he hasn't really reached the point of losing his mind and being completely controlled.
The conversation between the two parties at this moment was faintly heard by Zheng Ruijun in the bathroom.
Zheng Ruijun never expected that when he entered the house and Shen Xing entered the house, these guys would treat each other in completely different ways. Not only did they behave normally, they would even treat each other as politely as if they were a family.
"Is this really an era where people rely on their appearance to make a living? Not only people are like this, but also ghosts are like this?"
Zheng Ruijun couldn't help but touch the crow's feet on his face, and then pulled out a handful of messy hair, resulting in oily hands.
The electrostatic induction on his body was getting less and less. He knew that the electrostatic field on the surface of his body was decreasing and needed to be replenished immediately.
He returned the pen tip in his hand to the body of the pen, and pointed the exposed hollow position at the skin of his arm. Just when he was about to press it again to activate the static electricity, the bathroom door moved. Song Hao opened the door and walked into the bathroom.
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Like Zheng Ruijun, Shen Xing felt that the other party was very enthusiastic about Song Hao and An Lifen, but he guessed that this was related to the fact that he had specially sent shampoo to Song Xiaoyu. The two people probably misunderstood that he was pursuing their daughter.
When she was in the orphanage, Song Xiaoyu became abnormal and did not speak the whole time. This was completely different from the way her parents behaved, and Shen Xing also noticed that the skin on their necks was normal without any wrinkles.
Of course, Shen Xing would not enter the bedroom no matter what.
"Please uncle, let her come out. I'll be waiting in the living room."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound from the bedroom door, which seemed to be opened, and then Song Xiaoyu, a thin figure wearing floral pajamas, walked out with disheveled hair.
At this moment, Song Hao turned around and walked into the bathroom. Immediately afterwards, An Lifen also walked to the bathroom.
Shen Xing stood up, but Song Xiaoyu sat silently on the other end of the sofa, with a yellow comb with fine teeth hanging on her disheveled hair.
It was obvious that she was combing her hair just now.
