Chapter 919: Feng Lao's Fear
Coming to the security room of the garden community again, Feng Lao was still standing at the door of the security room as usual, flashing the fan in his hand to drive away the heat.
"This old man is on duty here at night and still here during the day, doesn't he need to sleep?"
Lin Mo touched his chin, a little confused about the situation of Feng Lao, when he came at night, Feng Lao was here, and when he came during the day, Feng Lao was still here, Lin Mo was because of his strong physique, and after the strengthening of the earth's spiritual milk, he would not sleep for a few days.
But although Feng Lao's strength is also good, he has been guarding this garden community, and it seems that he has been a security guard for many years.
If this is the case all the time, no one will be able to hold on to it.
Don't sleep?
Who doesn't need to sleep these days?
Unless it's not a person... Or there is some kind of secret on it.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo found that his previous evaluation of this old man may have been low, this old man may have hidden a lot of secrets, and this Feng Lao Ben was a person of the same era as Master Lin Mo, and he lived longer than his master.
Such a person, if he doesn't have any secrets on his body, he can't say anything at all, he can only say that everything that this Feng Lao showed before deceived Lin Mo.
"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time, this body is not bad?"
When he got closer, Lin Mo directly greeted Feng Lao, and his tone was very familiar, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time.
But in fact, last night, Lin Mo also came here and took a box.
"Eh, it's you kid, why, I haven't been here for so long, have you found a house? If you don't find it, my old man can recommend a few to you. ”
Seeing Lin Mo coming, Feng Lao was slightly stunned, and then he also grinned and smiled at Lin Mo.
The two looked at each other, like two foxes, one old and one young, looking at each other.
"I rented a place, but it is a bit far away from the workplace, and it is not so easy to find a suitable house, or the location of the garden community is better, don't you plan to come and see it again?"
"Uncle, if you know that the house here is rented out, help me contact you, and the benefits will be indispensable."
casually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put it in front of Feng Lao.
Although I don't know why, since this old guy is still so obscure during the day, Lin Mo will not expose him, and cooperate with him to continue the play.
"Yes, of course there is, I remember what happened to your kid last time, I've been keeping an eye on you lately, I left the landlord's phone number, go, go into the security room, I'll find it for you."
Feng Lao gestured to Lin Mo and took the lead in the security room.
Lin Mo followed in, quietly closed the door of the security room, leaving only a small gap, and walked to the side of Feng Lao, who was pretending to be rummaging through a notebook at this time, as if he was really looking for the landlord's contact number for Lin Mo.
"Why are you here at this time?"
Feng Lao lowered his voice, his lips trembled slightly, and he didn't look at Lin Mo when he spoke.
"Of course I'm looking for you, tell me, what's going on with the pattern on the ancient book? My friend had a strange encounter, and I wanted to know if it had something to do with the pattern in the old book. ”
He quickly explained the matter in a low voice, and hid Liao Yu's identity and name.
"How so?"
Feng Lao's face showed a trace of doubt, as if he didn't know about this matter at all.
"Wait, young man, people are old and have a bad memory, they should be written in this notebook, but why can't they find it?"
Before Lin Mo could say anything, Boss Feng said loudly, as if he was specifically talking to someone.
"I don't know, I haven't gone to my friend's house to check on the situation, passing by here, I'll ask you first."
Lin Mo's tone was indifferent, as if he was really just passing by, but Feng Lao knew this guy, and of course he knew that what he said was pure bullshit.
"It's okay, uncle, you look for it slowly, I'm not in a hurry today."
In order to match the old man's performance, Lin Mo smiled exaggeratedly, and then said loudly.
"Uncle, otherwise, I'll leave you a phone number, if you have any news, you can notify me directly, don't you think?"
Seeing that Feng Lao frowned and thought, and the movements in his hands stopped, Lin Mo knew that Liao Yu's encounter with a ghost either had nothing to do with the pattern on the ancient book, or the secret of this pattern Feng Lao was not very clear.
"Okay, you can leave a phone number, if someone wants to rent a house, I will contact you immediately."
Feng Lao knew that Lin Mo had already seen his situation at this time, and knew that he couldn't stay here longer, so he chose this way and asked him to contact Lin Mo later.
So he didn't refuse at all, and handed the notebook and pen in his hand to Lin Mo's eyes.
"Brush Brush Brush"
Lin Mo wrote his phone number on the notebook, handed the pen back to Feng Lao, his eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.
"Uncle, then I'll go first, if you have any information about renting a house, remember to contact me!"
Grinning, Lin Mo showed a very sincere sillyness.
"Okay, young people can do whatever they should be busy with, and I will contact you as soon as there is news."
Tearing the paper off the notebook and stuffing it into his pocket, Feng Lao nodded in response, and the two foxes, one old and one young, exchanged glances, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Seeing that the paper written was put into the pocket of Feng Lao, Lin Mo nodded, turned around and left the security room, without looking back, this is not the time to talk.
Although the person left, the power of those few black shadows spread along the cracks in the ground at a faster speed, and he wanted to know, what was Feng Lao afraid of?
Feng Lao is a person of the same age as his master, even if his strength is not very strong, it stands to reason that he will not be weak, and even Lin Mo has some fears about Feng Lao.
In addition, behind Feng Lao, it may be the mysterious family, in this case, what kind of person, or what power, makes Feng Lao so jealous?
The previous performance, coupled with Feng Lao's style of acting today, the feeling that someone seemed to be monitoring him all the time, the performance was very obvious, the two were cooperating, although it was just the beginning, but Lin Mo couldn't let it go.
But when the sight of the black shadow completely enveloped the surroundings of this security room, Lin Mo's face became extremely strange.
At the door of this garden community, there are no people or ghosts watching at all, and even the monitoring is only one at the door.
"What the hell is he afraid of?"
"Feng Lao must be being stared at by someone or something, if there really is, and it is nearby, even in the security room, according to the scope of the current black shadow, it shouldn't be impossible to find?"
"Is it because I don't have enough detection ability, or is this dark shadow power unable to detect that thing?"
With doubts in his heart, he turned his head to look at the door, his eyes flashed, and then turned and left here.
At this time, no matter what Feng Lao was afraid of, Lin Mo didn't have time to deal with it, although the old man was not Lin Mo's hand in the first few fights, he definitely had his own hole cards, and even Lin Mo was jealous.
But such an old man is still so cautious, I am afraid that the secrets hidden in this garden community are not so simple.
And everything Lin Mo encountered here before, those strange residents, strange figures, and those strange people, I am afraid that they are just the tip of the iceberg in the hidden secrets of the garden community.
Without continuing to entangle, Lin Mo walked quickly towards the parking place, and returned to the car after a short time.
"You're done? Any idea what's going on? ”
Liao Yu put the snack aside and asked curiously, that incident made Liao Yu frightened, so now more than anyone else, she wanted to know if the pattern had something to do with the experience in the early hours of the morning.
If it really mattered, she didn't know if she would paint those paintings next.