He suddenly noticed a problem, the camera seemed to be in an awkward position, and it didn't capture the whole picture.

That feeling is kind of like **, yes, it's that kind of **!

Zhang Meng was like this, staring at each other with his own eyes in the videotape, and it was not until the whole videotape was finished that he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Zhang Meng took a few steps forward, and was about to take the video recorder out of the camera, when suddenly, his body froze, and his movements suddenly became extremely stiff......

In front of him, I don't know when, a faint shadow fell to the ground. He was so engrossed that he didn't notice when this shadow appeared!

Zhang Meng turned his head suddenly, but saw Zhao San leaning against the door without saying a word, staring at the TV screen with a somewhat strange look.

"Third uncle, why are you up, do you want to go to the toilet?"

Zhang Meng's hanging heart finally let go, his heart was pounding and beating, just now, it really scared him a lot.

Zhao San pointed to the TV screen, and after a long time, he said with a stern face:

"That person, I know, you have to be careful......"

"That person is me, Third Uncle."

Zhang Meng smiled dumbly.

"Well, you have to be careful with him, do you know?"

Zhao San chattered endlessly.

Zhang Meng was also helpless, seeing the appearance of the third uncle, he didn't dare to walk away, so he could only coax Zhao San on the side and follow his wishes. I don't know how long it took for Zhao San to fall asleep.

Zhang Meng was also dizzy, and fell asleep soundly as soon as she went back.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Zhang Meng got up, his head was dizzy, and when he opened the door, he found that the house was clean, as if someone had just cleaned it.

Zhang Meng was taken aback, it can't be Zhao San, right?

"Ah Meng, are you just getting up now? You young people can't do this, go to bed early and get up early to be healthy. ”

A kind voice came from the kitchen, Zhang Meng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly walked over.

"Aunt He, why did you come to my house."

Zhang Meng said dumbfounded.

"Oh, it was your second uncle who asked me to come, saying that your third uncle was sick and might need someone to take care of him, so he asked me to come over. Come on, come on, I've already cooked lunch, you eat it while it's hot, I'll go and call Zhao San's old and unserious guy up. Alas! How did this old boy do this......"

Aunt He was chattering, so she went to the house and called Zhao San up.

Zhao San seemed a little unhappy, but there was no way to push Aunt He.

The meal was finished under Aunt He's nagging, Zhang Meng's heart was warm, it didn't matter if Aunt He was there, his home was not too cold. And he can't take care of people like this, it's much easier to do it when Aunt He comes, or the second uncle is thoughtful!

"Aunt He, I have something to go out for, you help me watch the third uncle, don't let him run around."

Zhang Meng wiped his mouth and changed his clothes, he was now desperate to solve the trouble caused by the video.

Walking to the hospital, Zhang Meng stopped a little **: "Sister, where is Professor Smith working?" ”

"6th Floor, Block C."

"Thank you."

Zhang Meng responded, and hurriedly ran towards the place, and happened to bump into the dean with a happy face at the door:

"What, the kid is back in the hospital? I'll just say, what to go, what's there to go. ”

The dean grinned.

Zhang Meng didn't have the time to talk to this old man now, so he hurriedly asked: "By the way, that videotape is a videotape!" ”

"What a mess," the dean was stunned for a moment......

As soon as Zhang Meng heard it, he knew that this guy didn't know, because the hypnosis project was Professor Smith's patent, and it was estimated that the film was also shot by themselves.

"I'll talk to you later, Dean......"

Zhang Meng hurriedly said a few words and went to find Professor Smith.

There are a few things he really can't figure out, why is the camera installed at such a weird angle? There is also a videotape that is supposed to be able to record sound, but this videotape does not record any sound at all, except for the rustling sound at the beginning.

"Professor Smith, I'd like to ask about the videotape when you hypnotized me?"

Seeing Smith from a distance, Zhang Meng hurriedly ran over and asked.

"As for the videotape, I think I've already told you, and I won't give it to you until your mental state is completely stable."

Smith raised his eyebrows and said something that made Zhang Meng grit his teeth.

"So, Professor Smith, that tape is in your hands right now?"

"Yes, that's right." Smith replied a little strangely, not understanding why Zhang Meng asked this question......

"May I ask, do you shoot angles?"

"Why are you asking this......

"No, it's just pure curiosity! You told me about it, and I promise that I will never inquire about the content of the tape. ”

Zhang Meng knew that he would definitely not be able to raise the bar with this Professor Smith. These gringos are all serious, they can do whatever they want, and Zhang Meng can't call a few guys to tie up this foreign old man!

"Naturally, we shoot from the front, because only by shooting from the front can you record all your words and deeds. These videos are of great help to us in studying your mental state. Smith said in a high-sounding voice.

"Front?"

Zhang Meng only felt a sigh in his heart, saying this, the box of videotapes on the coffee table at home could not have been sent to him by the hospital at all. Even the shooting angle is different, which means that this camera is likely to be secretly installed without Smith.

Who is that person?

Why did you put such a camera and put him on your coffee table?

Zhang Meng suddenly had a creepy feeling, as if that person was not far from him, quietly, quietly following him.

What the hell is he trying to do? He put this tape on my coffee table, what is the purpose, or some ulterior motive!

Zhang Meng was also scared by this situation in broad daylight, he really didn't have any bottom at all, who was joking with him?

He couldn't find out who this person was, and he couldn't find out who this person was, and he couldn't find this person's motives.

It's like being on the street and someone who doesn't have anything to do with you suddenly giving you a dollar, which is a completely purposeless act.

Zhang Meng was walking on the street, and suddenly felt a little cold on his body, as if in the dark, a pair of resentful eyes were staring at him in the crowd, so that he had nothing to hide.

His pace couldn't help but speed up a little, Zhang Meng returned home now, as if he had lost his soul, and he had been pondering this matter all day.

"I said Ah Meng, why did you come back like you lost your soul, do you need Aunt He to calm your soul?"

Aunt He said with a smile.

"No, no, Aunt He, I just want to think about Shui Yuexuan's account book, it's okay, it's okay......"

Zhang Meng hurriedly said, confused, a night has passed.

The next morning, Zhang Meng suddenly found that there was a cup of coffee on the table!

He has a habit of drinking coffee, but he hasn't drunk it since he was discharged from the hospital, and he remembers it clearly yesterday, ** he definitely hasn't made such a cup of coffee before.

He pushed open the door and walked out, panting and said to Aunt He:

"Aunt He, did you help me make coffee last night?"

"No, Ah Meng, who made you coffee at night, are you sleepy?"

Aunt He said while wiping the table.

Zhang Meng couldn't help but be a little sluggish, at this moment, he looked at the cup of coffee on the table, as if he had seen a ghost!

Someone sneaked into his room last night and put the cup of coffee on his table.

Suddenly, Zhang Meng's arm had goosebumps, which was completely frightened.

That guy again?

Zhang Meng almost immediately thought that the person who put the videotape on his coffee table at home was the only person who could do this kind of thing.

One after another, the names were constantly screened from Zhang Meng's mind, Brother Jun, Ye Jiu, Fatty, Laizi, Zhao San, Aunt He, Second Uncle, Third Uncle......

He thought about almost everyone, and he felt that the most likely one should be Brother Jun, but why did Brother Jun do this?

Zhang Meng didn't understand what these things represented at all, he could only be sure that Brother Jun would never harm himself, otherwise with his ability, he could wipe off his neck in minutes.

And it doesn't have to be Brother Jun, Brother Jun has been missing for a while. Whether it is Nanye or Beizhang, almost all the forces have been mobilized, as long as Brother Jun appears, he will definitely know about it as soon as possible.

Zhang Meng stared at the cup of coffee blankly, and waited until Aunt He shouted to him to go out to eat before he came back to his senses. When eating, Zhang Meng already had an idea, he hurriedly took a few bites, and then threw down his rice bowl and went out.

"Aunt He, third uncle, I'll go out for a while!"

Zhang Meng left a sentence and ran towards Zhang's villa.

"Uncle San, I want a camera, a relatively small one, one that can be monitored, you can help me get a few back......" Zhang Meng said panting.

"What do you want this for?" Zhang Shaoba asked strangely.

"It's useful, hurry up, I'm going to die." Zhang Meng urged.

Zhang Shaoba couldn't cry or laugh: "I can't help it if you urge me like this!" It's not a private detective, who would put this kind of thing? But there should be a place, I'll let Hadron take you there, he's familiar with these devices. ”

Zhang Meng nodded, and after a while, a short-haired man came to the door, the man had bright eyes, and he looked like a practitioner.

"Young Master Meng, right? Just call me Hadron. ”

The man grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

"You must be much older than me, I'll call you Brother Qiangzi!"

Zhang Meng said with a smile, this person gave him a very respectful feeling, and looking at the appearance of the third uncle, it seemed that this person's status in the Zhang family was not low.

The strong son didn't shirk it, the two chatted casually, and the rustiness disappeared all of a sudden.

Zhang Meng said hello to Zhang Shaoba and went out with Qiangzi.

(PS: This week's intellectual rush answer, who is the person who put the tape in Zhang Meng's house?) ）