After hanging up the phone, Shen Xing thought for a while and felt that there was a high probability that this special case was related to the family of weird children at the end of the corridor on the seventh floor.
Because the strange noises were coming from near the upper and lower floors of the seventh floor, it was impossible for multiple anomalies to occur in one building.
If there were so many abnormalities, the residents in this building would be simply unlucky.
Since Li Naijing suggested it, she could just take this opportunity to take a look, but Shen Xing still wasn't prepared to expose herself, because his plan was more than just a look.
If necessary, he might sneak into the child's home.
If something unusual happens, Li Naijing won't let herself go in alone because she is worried that she only has a telescopic stick to defend herself and is not safe.
But only Shen Xing himself knows his own strength, including mental antibodies, physical enhancement, and latent skills.
His current methods are actually no less than those of a real special case investigator.
A moment later, the phone received a message from Li Naijing. The content of the message was the house numbers of all the residents of Jincheng Building and the names of the corresponding household heads and their families.
This information is very useful.
Shen Xing immediately turned to the information about the store at the end of the corridor on the seventh floor, looked at it carefully, and said: "He Jun, Mei Ruolan, He Xiaohui."
This must be the house that I saw before that had a camera installed. The kid who was acting weird seemed to be named He Xiaohui.
With a plan in mind, Shen Xing closed the shop early that day and went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and meat.
When he came out of the vegetable market, a familiar figure walked past him carrying an extra-large newspaper bag.
Shen Xing was walking with his head buried in his hands holding vegetables. He almost bumped into this man before he looked up and found that it was the newspaper vendor who had sold him two newspapers with misprints yesterday.
"Wait a minute," he said.
The newspaper vendor didn't recognize him and thought he was going to buy a newspaper. After stopping, he asked, "What newspaper do you want?"
Shen Xing didn't speak, just stared at him.
This newspaper vendor is a middle-aged man. Although his economic situation is not very good, he has a kind face and does not look like a cunning person at first glance.
However, Shen Xing knows that people should not be judged by their appearance. In this society, some people who appear to be kind-hearted are more vicious than those with vicious faces.
The newspaper vendor was stared at by him. Perhaps his reaction was a little slower and he was still unconscious. He asked again, "You... want to buy a newspaper?"
"Well, give me an evening paper."
At this moment, Shen Xing suddenly wanted to laugh in his heart. He felt that there was no need to argue with a newspaper seller for a dollar. He switched the dishes he was carrying in his right hand to his left hand, then put his right hand into his trouser pocket and took out a dollar and handed it over.
The newspaper vendor took the money, folded the newspaper, and since Shen Xing was holding vegetables in his hand, it was easier for him to hold it under his arms, then turned and left.
Returning to my home on the third floor of Ivy Community, I threw the newspaper on the sofa, then went to the kitchen to put down the vegetables I bought, and washed the vegetables for dinner.
She walked out of the kitchen and looked at the time. It was almost time for Feifei to finish school.
Shen Xing planned to wait for her to come back, ask her what to cook, and then help.
Sitting on the sofa, I first looked at my phone, then picked up the newspaper I just bought next to me, and looked at the recent news in Yungu City, turning the pages while reading.
About five or six minutes later, his eyes were fixed on a certain page of the newspaper.
Then he slowly spread the newspaper flat on the coffee table in front of him, and saw that where page six was originally, there was nothing on the entire page. It was exactly the same as before, blank.
Shen Xing rubbed his chin with his right hand. He believed that the newspaper seller did not do this intentionally, because with his ability, he could not keep the newspaper in this situation.
Either I have really bad luck, or there is a problem with some of the printing aspects of this newspaper.
Shen Xing stared at the blank and clean newspaper page in confusion.
At this time Feifei returned home carrying a small schoolbag.
When she saw Shen Xing staring at the newspaper without blinking, she thought he had seen some bloody news about "a certain celebrity and her boyfriend have been in love for eight years and then suddenly announced they came out as gay."
In order not to disturb Shen Xing's elegance, after saying hello, Feifei habitually went into the room to do her homework, and it also took her almost twenty minutes to complete her homework, which was very efficient.
Shen Xing had already put away the newspaper and suppressed the doubts in his heart.
At this time Feifei rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen.
Shen Xing followed in, preparing to keep an eye on her during the process so as not to put too much salt in it.
Fortunately, the food for dinner this time was of moderate taste and suited Shen Xing's taste.
After eating, he took the initiative to wash the dishes and went downstairs for a walk with Feifei.
During this period, some of the neighbors I met frequently gave me strange looks, while others greeted me warmly.
For Feifei, although the person with her every day is no longer her mother, there are still people who care about her, and her inner depression has been reduced a lot.
When they got home, everyone did their own thing, and waited for Shen Xing to carve wood carvings for a while. When he looked back at Feifei, she was holding the extracurricular books she often read in her hands, curled up into a ball, and sleeping soundly.
He carried Feifei back to her own bedroom. The electric mosquito coils next to the bed were lit, and the lights in the bedroom were fully turned on.
After covering Feifei with a quilt, turning off the headlights and turning on the bedside sleep light, Shen Xing went back to the bedroom to do wood carving for a while, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.
I came out and looked at the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
After closing the windows in every room in the house and checking the gas, he walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror.
This was the first time that Shen Xing was preparing to use his latent skills.
The mental antibodies have not been consumed in the past few days, and are now at full level five.
After paying attention to the progress bar in the corner of his eye, Shen Xing looked at himself in the mirror, looked at it carefully, and then activated his latent skill - face-changing.
The face in the mirror suddenly changed under Shen Xing's face from the next second on.
This change was not visible to the naked eye, but after Shen Xing blinked, he realized that he no longer recognized the face in front of the mirror.
At this time, the mental antibody under the corner of the eye has consumed exactly one layer, which means there are still four layers of antibody energy left.
Looking in the mirror at this moment, he is a middle-aged man with single eyelids and prominent cheekbones. Compared with before, his eyes are suddenly much smaller, the bridge of his nose is also somewhat sunken, and his lips are thicker.
In the eyes of the narcissistic Shen Xing, the guy in the mirror couldn't match one-tenth of his previous appearance.
In contrast, although Shen Xing was surprised by his own changes, he was more amazed at his original "peerless lava" after the comparison.
I touched the protruding cheekbones on my face. They were very solid, as if they had grown naturally, without any trace of fraud.
In fact, Shen Xing himself didn't know why he looked like this and not others. He just activated his skills and then it happened naturally. He didn't deliberately think about who he wanted to become.
It was close to midnight, and the entire Ivy Community was silent as usual.
Shen Xing went into the bedroom and changed into a black sportswear. The clothes were long-sleeved, but thin and comfortable at the back. This could prevent him from being bitten by mosquitoes when he moved around at night.
At the same time, Shen Xing also changed into a pair of shoes with soft soles to ensure that walking would not make too much noise.
He walked quietly to the door, turned off the lights in the room, then opened the living room door, inserted the key and twisted the door lock, slowly closed the door and locked it.
