Watching the cleaning aunt push the garbage truck away, I felt a little strange, and I couldn't tell what was wrong. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I always feel ...... That homeless man is not simple.

Forget it, let's find him first.

I went out through the back door of the community, walked along the path, and found the garbage dump that the cleaning aunt said. As soon as I got closer, I smelled a sour and rotten smell, which was not acceptable to ordinary people.

After hesitating, he held his breath and walked forward, standing at the door of the garbage dump and looking inside, but did not find the figure of the homeless.

"Girl, what are you doing here?" a voice sounded behind me, and I jerked my head back to see an old face.

The old man smiled at me and reminded, "This is a garbage dump, it's dirty. You'd better get out of here and don't get your clothes dirty. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he walked past me and stepped directly into the garbage pool with his feet in rubber shoes.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry to ......" I quickly stopped the old man and asked, "Have you seen a homeless man......?" It's quite tall, but it's very thin. ”

"What are you looking for him?" the old man frowned, and his face changed visibly at the mention of the homeless man.

"It's nothing, it's just that I just met it, and I want to ask him something. I tried to keep my tone down and ask patiently.

The old man glanced me up and down, obviously impatient: "What can a neurotic know, you can go quickly, it's too dirty here." ”

The old man's reaction was wrong, and when he mentioned that the homeless man reacted too much, there must be something wrong.

I looked at the garbage pond floor, the rotting peel household garbage, and a lot of rotting things. All sank to the bottom of the garbage pool, the turbid liquid emitted a foul smell, the old man was wearing rubber shoes, those things didn't go past his knees, and it was impossible to move an inch!

He hesitated, he had to find the homeless man, he always felt like he knew something. I carefully recalled his gestures downstairs in the community, and some of them pointed to my heart, could it be ...... Does he know something about corpses?

Or about my heart?

Thinking of this, I can't care about other issues anymore. I stepped straight into the garbage pool, and my feet were covered with slimy, rotting garbage, and the stench around me couldn't get rid of it.

Holding back the discomfort in his stomach, he slowly moved his steps forward.

"Hey, why did you get in?" the old man looked back at me, obviously surprised: "You young girls, you see that the garbage truck is hiding far away, it is dirty and smelly here, you ......"

"Excuse me. I looked up at him with a serious expression: "I have something very important to ask him, could you please tell me where he is?"

The old man stared at me for a while, his eyes complicated. Finally, he sighed helplessly, turned around and walked forward: "That's it, come with me." ”

I was overjoyed and hurried to keep up with the old man's footsteps. Across the garbage pool, there was a blue tin room with a simple wooden bed with nothing on the bed.

It's no better than the garbage room outside, with a few cockroaches crawling on the ground and a rancid smell everywhere.

"Not here?" The old man looked around, then opened the bed board and looked under the bed, but there was nothing: "I guess it's in the back, follow me." ”

"Hmm!" I nodded, and followed the old man around to the back of the tin room. Sure enough, I found the homeless man in a pile of garbage, he was lying on the ground munching on an apple core, and there was half a bucket of instant noodle soup on his right hand.