Chapter 34: Face (1)
The staff on duty in the property management of the community didn't know what Zheng Ruijun was talking to himself, and asked puzzledly: "Do you want to continue to watch the monitoring?" ”
Zheng Ruijun nodded: "Please adjust the monitoring to yesterday, and browse this monitoring point at three times the speed to see if these two people appear." ”
After the words fell, he took out two photos, which were photos of Song Xiaoyu's parents Song Hao and An Lifen, which should have been taken recently, and I don't know how Zheng Ruijun got them.
The officer on duty took the photo and asked with some surprise, "Didn't you follow me?" ”
Zheng Ruijun shook his head: "Go to Unit 1 of Building 7, and help me open the door to enter the unit, and then you come over and continue to watch the monitoring." I'm going to go upstairs where the family lives. ”
The officer on duty took a general access control card for property management according to his words, walked in front to lead the way, and asked curiously: "Mr. Sheriff, is something wrong with this family?" ”
Zheng Ruijun smiled: "His family's Wangcai bit his neighbor three years ago, but it was not said that the neighbor bit himself, but the neighbor couldn't believe it, and he really bit himself and died of poisoned bacteria, and then the family escaped with Wangcai overnight." ”
The attendant was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses, showing a puzzled expression: "His neighbor ...... Isn't it ZZ? ”
"Hehe, maybe, maybe, probably." Zheng Ruijun smiled helplessly.
In the case of special cases, the investigation team's consistent practice is to control the scope of knowledge and not allow it to cause widespread panic among the general population.
If there is nothing unusual about Song Xiaoyu's family after investigation, at most clarify it to the property management and say that the Public Security Department has found the wrong person.
The two soon came to the downstairs of Unit 1 of Building 7, and after the attendant opened the door, he reached out and pulled the door to prevent it from closing by itself, and said: "Mr. Sheriff, if his family is still prosperous, I can go and pull the guard room over now, and we may not lose to Wangcai in a fight." ”
This time it was Zheng Ruijun's turn to be stunned for a moment, and quickly waved his hand: "No, no!" ”
By the way, he brushed his messy hair, walked into the unit building, and when he looked back, the property management attendant was muttering something and had left.
Zheng Ruijun took the elevator directly to the 8th floor, where four households lived on each floor of the unit building, and Song Xiaoyu's home was No. 8-2.
After looking at the door number and walking to the door of 8-2, Zheng Ruijun first looked down at the bottom of the door, then took a deep breath and stood silently at the door.
Diagonally opposite the door of the room was the direction of the stairwell, and it was pitch black at this time, but Zheng Ruijun seemed to be faintly hearing some movement.
He turned his head to look at it, but found nothing.
Then he took a golden pen from his pocket, reached out and knocked on the door.
As a veteran sheriff in the special case investigation team, Zheng Ruijun is very clear about some of the routines for handling special cases.
The people who can enter the investigation team, usually none of them have low mental control, and he is much stronger than ordinary people in terms of mental control.
Of course, although they have strong mental strength, they are still just ordinary people, not superhumans, in addition to having extraordinary courage and strong handling ability, in addition, they will not be easily disturbed by spirits.
Unexpectedly, after knocking on the door twice, there was no hurried footsteps in the room.
This family has always been there!
After a while, the door opened, and a middle-aged man stood inside the room with his right hand in his hand, staring out silently.
Because the lights were on outside the corridor at this time, but the lights were not turned on in the room, it seemed that the people standing inside the door were a little dim and blurry, and they couldn't see clearly.
Zheng Ruijun tried to open his eyes wide, but he still couldn't see the appearance of the people in this house, he held up his sheriff's certificate and said, "I'm sorry, is it Song Xiaoyu's home?" ”
"Yes." The man in the room replied in a calm tone.
"Sorry to wake you up so early." Zheng Ruijun smiled.
The man in the room said, "It's okay, I'm already up." What's the matter with you? ”
"I asked Song Xiaoyu to find out something, uh, about the Qiguang Orphanage." Zheng Ruijun said.
The people in the room seemed to nod.
"Come in." He took a step back and reached out to turn on the light in the doorway.
It was only at this time that Zheng Ruijun finally saw the man's face clearly.
He was about to enter the house, but after seeing the face of the man in front of him clearly, he was slightly stunned.
Because the middle-aged man was smiling at him.
At first, it didn't seem like a smile, but at second glance, it seemed a little fake.
The facial features are stiff, the corners of the mouth are upturned, the skin at the tail of the eyebrows is squeezed together, forming wrinkles, and the most important thing is that the man seems to be smiling when he stares at himself in the dark just now, and the smiling expression in the dark is enough to make people feel scared and creepy after thinking of this scene.
The middle-aged man put away his smile, turned around and walked into the house, and said, "Come in, you don't need to change your shoes." ”
Zheng Ruijun hesitated slightly, walked in, and soon his nose wrinkled slightly.
The curtains in this room were drawn, and no light came in, and a faint strange smell permeated the room.
The decoration and furnishings in the house are no different from ordinary families, decent, just giving Zheng Ruijun a feeling, but there is an indescribable taste.
This middle-aged man is Song Hao, the male owner of the house, and Song Xiaoyu's father.
After he turned on the light just now, Zheng Ruijun recognized it at a glance.
In Zheng Ruijun's opinion, not only Song Xiaoyu, but perhaps even Song Hao has become abnormal.
Song Hao turned around and walked into the living room, without looking back to see if he had entered the house.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, after Zheng Ruijun walked into the room, he did not close the door, but opened the door completely, and put a shoebox against the door with his foot to prevent it from closing by itself.
Song Hao stood in the middle of the living room, still with his back to Zheng Ruijun, and stretched out his hand to point to the sofa on the side: "Sit." ”
"Okay, you're welcome." Zheng Ruijun didn't plan to go over and sit down, but took two steps forward and stood not far from the door of the living room.
"What about Song Xiaoyu?"
"She's still sleeping."
Song Hao replied, walked to the water dispenser next to the TV, turned on the hot water switch of the water dispenser, then took out a box of tea leaves and a paper cup, and put some tea leaves into the paper cup.
After doing this, he glanced back at Zheng Ruijun and found that the other party was still standing not far from the door of the living room.
"Why don't you come and sit?"
Looking from Zheng Ruijun's direction, Song Hao's expression at this time was already very ordinary, and he didn't have the weird smile just now.
"It won't be too long, no more." Zheng Ruijun casually made an excuse, "Please ask Song Xiaoyu to come out for a while......"
At this moment, he instinctively felt that something was wrong behind him.
Before he finished speaking, he immediately turned around.
In his gaze, a person's forehead was almost touching the tip of his nose.
Zheng Ruijun immediately took two steps back, his heart was pounding, and when he looked at it, he saw a middle-aged woman in gray pajamas with her head slightly lowered, her hands hanging down, her eyes squinting upward, standing there staring at herself without blinking.