Lotus Garden, a very dilapidated resettlement community, where the target girls live.

The walls outside the building are falling off, and many of them can't even see the building number.

Chen Feng searched for a long time, but he didn't find the No. 3 building that Xiong Tian said, so he stopped an aunt with a little grandson.

"Hello Auntie, how do you get to the next three buildings?"

The aunt glanced at him a little impatiently, "The turn ahead is." ”

"Oh thank you, I'll ask you again, 303 ...... of the three buildings"

"Oops, 303!"

The aunt, who was impatient just now, suddenly burst out with gossip brilliance in her eyes, and took the initiative to answer, and said mysteriously: "Have you heard about it?" The child in the 303 family is too scary, he comes out to wander at night, and squats in the woods to eat dead cats, it is too scary, and eighty percent of it is evil!"

"Eat a dead cat?" you saw with your own eyes?" asked Chen Feng.

"That's for sure. ”

There were obviously no passers-by around, but the aunt looked left and right in a matter-of-fact manner, and then lowered her voice and said in a tone of telling a horror story: "I couldn't sleep one night, and when I came out for a walk, I saw her squatting on the edge of the garbage can in the woods of the community, and when I turned around, my eyes lit up." Shine you know, it's like a ghost. I'm still holding a bloody dead cat in my hand!"

"Did you see her eating, or did you just see her holding the dead cat?" Chen Feng asked.

Seeing Chen Feng's puzzled expression, the aunt was unhappy: "Don't you believe it? By the way, I haven't asked you what you're doing?"

"I'm going to fix the TV. ”

"Then why are you asking so much!"

The aunt's enthusiasm disappeared immediately, and she returned to the quiet years before and walked away with her grandson.

"Eating a dead cat? Su Xinyuan's voice came from the fan.

"If there are words, you can't listen to them all, and there are some things that you have to listen to with your brain," Chen Feng said.

"What do you mean?" Su Xinyuan was puzzled.

While walking towards Building No. 3, Chen Feng whispered to himself: "For example, there is a person who failed to assassinate a senior official and is wanted by the whole world, and a lot of money is offered;

He fled to the house of a former friend, and in the middle of the night he heard movement outside the yard;

When he got up and listened carefully, he was startled, and it turned out to be this friend's son, who whispered to the servants of the house, to prepare knives and ropes, and to let them move lightly, so as not to alarm him;

Guess what's this friend of his?"

"Well, his friend's son is going to arrest him and get a reward!" Su Xinyuan said.

He thought the same thing, so he took the first shot, and couldn't help but say, one by one, he killed his friend's son and those servants. ”

"Yes, is there any problem?" Su Xinyuan said as a matter of course.

Chen Feng smiled and continued: "He fled after killing someone, and halfway through, he met his friend with wine in his hand. It turned out that his friend had traveled dozens of miles in the middle of the night to hunt for wine in order to entertain him, and asked his son to take his slaves to tie up the pigs and kill them, so as to entertain him the next day. ”

"Huh?" Su Xinyuan's eyes widened: "Killed the wrong one?"

"That's what I'm telling you, sometimes, what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true, let alone what you heard. Not to mention, those who take pleasure in chewing their tongues behind their backs. Chen Feng said.

"Well, what about after that, what should this person do? Killing the wrong person, it doesn't seem to be good. Su Xinyuan asked.

Chen Feng smiled: "It's you, what should you do?"

Su Xinyuan thought about it and said seriously: "Kill his friends together." ”

"Why?"

"If you don't kill him, his friend, when he goes back and sees his son killed, he will definitely denounce him!" Su Xinyuan said as a matter of course.

Chen Feng smiled: "Sister Cao, you have a very promising future." ”

As he spoke, he had come to Building 3.

An old-fashioned residential building, the kind that doesn't even have an elevator, the walls of the corridor are plastered with advertisements, and the corridor is still piled with sundries.

Come to the third floor, 303 door.

The security door is rusty, and the couplets on the wooden door are very old and old, like a miserable white after weathering.

There was a knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

"Who are you looking for?"

A short and thin woman, with a dark and frowning face, sparse hair and slightly gray, looked at Chen Feng nervously.

"You, is it Sister Zhu? I'm a friend of Coach Xiong, surnamed Chen. ”

Chen Feng asked in an uncertain tone.

It was really difficult for him to associate the woman in front of him with the cleaning sister in her forties.

Judging from the appearance, there are people who believe it in their fifties and sixties.

In addition to the obvious aging that did not match her age, there was a faint black aura lingering on her dull and dry cheeks.

Didn't Kumada say that there might be a problem, it was a junior high school girl?

It can't be the right one, right?

A girl in the third year of junior high school, she looks like this?

"Oh, you're Teacher Chen, hello, hello, please come in!"

As soon as she spoke, the black qi moved, swimming like a centipede on her face.

As soon as she opened the door, another impatient voice rang out in the house.

"Who, what coach?"

A smell of alcohol came to his nose, and a middle-aged man with a strong body appeared, blocking the way.

The hair is messy and unkempt.

"This is the psychiatrist that Coach Xiong specially hired for us, Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen, this is my love. ”

The man looked up and down, his eyes puzzled: "How do you charge, how much is it? ”

"Don't want money. Chen Feng said.

"Don't want money?" the man wondered even more.

Are there any good people who don't want money these days?

"You let the family sit in the house first. ”

Sister Zhu dragged the man, and the man turned sideways, got out of the way, and still muttered: "I haven't seen a doctor who doesn't want money!

"Please sit, please sit, there is chaos at home, don't mind, I'll make you tea." ”

Sister Zhu, who had a demon, was surprisingly polite and welcomed Chen Feng into the house.

Very simple two-bedroom living room, not much decoration, cement floor, white walls, and the kind of old-fashioned artificial leather sofa with springs,

Coupled with Sister Zhu's appearance, it can be seen that this family is having a very hard time.

Of course, most of the cleaner families are very hard,

The kind of cleaner who drives a luxury car to work, after all, only appears in the news.

Especially when the men in this family may still be alcoholic, this day is even more conceivable.

On the table was a bottle of cheap liquor that was about to bottom, and a plate of peanuts.

"Big brother, what is the situation of the child, can you tell me first?" Chen Feng asked the man.

"Don't ask me, I don't know, I can't say it well, it's not my child, I can't control it!"

The man waved his hand impatiently, turned around and walked into the bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

It is a two-bedroom unit with a bedroom next to the master bedroom.

The door is closed.

On the door, there are a few Bodhisattvas, crosses and other things to ward off evil spirits, and at the door, there is also a yellowed rune paper;

Facing the door, there is a large mirror - the kind of rectangular single-sided glass that has no frame and is cut directly.

All of this, as if on guard against something unclean, rushed out of the door.

Because of these arrangements, this already very dilapidated home looks gloomy.

"Hey, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

After Sister Zhu brought the tea, she sighed.

"Eldest sister, don't worry, let's talk about it first. Chen Feng said.

Sister Zhu didn't seem to hear Chen Feng speak at all, and like Xianglin's sister-in-law, she kept talking to herself: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's because I haven't read, I'm uneducated, I'm uneducated, it's all bad for me, and it's ...... harm to the child."

While talking, he scratched his head in annoyance.

Scratching hands full of hair.

Chen Feng finally understood why she began to lose her hair when she was only in her forties.

The door of the master bedroom was slammed open, and the man came out of it, scolding and saying, "The little ones are crazy, and the old ones are crazy!

After speaking, he picked up the cigarette plug on the table in his pocket, strode out of the house, and pedaled downstairs.

Chen Feng felt a little ridiculous.

Those who should have demonic energy, without demonic energy, live with peace of mind;

People who shouldn't have demonic energy, with demonic energy, live a difficult and difficult life.