Knock knock!

Anna walked ahead and knocked on the outermost wooden door.

Through the half-open screen, she could see some of the furnishings in the living room.

The furniture is old, and the most striking thing is the pitch-black fireplace.

Other than that, Anna didn't find the usual appliances such as TVs or stereos.

As we all know, the Kalmers can live without a TV, but not without a stereo, because they may be playing dance music at any time.

"Old man, come and take a look, don't hide so far!" Anna's brows furrowed, her palms condensed with a layer of frost, and her body tensed.

Sokolovsky reluctantly approached the room, like a Parkinson's patient with leg problems, staggering, for fear of being targeted by something if he walked too fast.

It's been half a minute since Anna knocked on the door, but there was still no one inside.

But Anna could hear other voices.

The sound of a flame burning, the sound of water constantly boiling.

and the screeching of water vapor rushing out of the lid of the kettle.

"Leaving the house with water boiling on the stove? Is there such a big heart? ”

Anna quietly put her hand on the doorknob and with a slight push, she broke the door lock.

The screen door does not need to be pushed open, just grab the eyelet and tear it.

Anna tiptoed into the room.

The rest of the ground floor comes into view, old cloth sofas, wooden cabinets, and looks very cheap.

There was also a ceiling fan on the ceiling, and the light bulb was also an incandescent lamp with a wire hanging from it.

"This family looks quite poor...... "Sokolovsky sees disgust everywhere, "it's still called the downtown town, and the Kalmei people are just shameless." ”

"I warn you, don't carry smugglers when you speak." Anna gave the old man a warning with her eyes, and then went into the kitchen to check on the situation.

There were bread crumbs, but no fridge, and then there were some cans and stuff like that.

Anna picked up a jar of ketchup and read the words on it carefully.

"Date of production, April 5, 1920......

This is?

Canned food produced during the Republic of China?

Anna could immediately understand why this room looked so "poor".

People are not poor at all, and this is how ordinary people lived in that era.

It's the Republic of China again......

The supernatural bus that sent them here looks like an old style of the Republic of China.

What secrets were hidden in that era?

"Did you find anything?"

Seeing that Anna had not moved when she entered the kitchen, Sokolovsky was a little worried, but he didn't want to get into trouble in the past, so he asked in the living room.

Anna walked out with the can and threw it in Sokolovsky's face.

"Where are you throwing it?" Sokolovsky's eyes snapped quickly, and his tone was annoyed, "Why are you giving me this?" I don't eat ketchup, only you vulgar Calmers eat this! ”

"Warm reminder, I have an ID card, and my parents are Kalmei." Anna pointed to the can, "You can't see with long eyes, can you, and you can still be a researcher with this kind of observation?" You won't buy your diploma, will you? ”

"Of course." Sokolovsky flipped the can over and over and looked at it carefully, "We only pay money to graduate, the price is clearly marked, and it depends on the consciousness of how much you learn, anyway, the college only collects money." ”

After a pause, Sokolovsky's eyes suddenly became a little complicated, "Some of my colleagues have experienced a real, responsible education...... It's a pity I couldn't catch up with the ...... when I was studying."

Then when he saw the production date, he immediately stopped lyricalism, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"I had a big rub, it was produced in 1920, and this can still be ......" Sokolovsky looked at the environment in this room and suddenly realized, "Can we go back to the past?" It's incredible, isn't it? ”

"I don't think we're going back in time, it's that time has stood still here." Anna sees it differently.

Bringing two people back decades ago, this ability is a bit too bizarre.

But then she thought about herself again.

She wondered if she had returned to before the First Age.

And who can do this?

Anna shook her head fiercely, trying to get rid of these incomprehensible things for a while.

"Ask somebody, ask the people in the town how long it's been here." Sokolovsky had already walked to the door and wanted to go to the next house.

"There's no need for that." Anna stood in front of the kitchen window, her eyes level at the lawn outside. "I know what's going on."

"What?" Curious, Sokolovsky walked into the kitchen.

He followed Anna's gaze and looked out the window.

A young man with a large pair of half-height scissors is trimming a tree branch in the backyard.

"It's time to do it......" Sokolovsky said a sneer, but Anna didn't laugh.

For the man froze in place, motionless.

The heavy scissors were half-suspended in the air, and if they were a normal person, they would have been sour at this time.

But the man held this position for a long time, not moving at all.

A few leaves had already fallen overhead, and the wind blew weeds into his face, and he didn't react.

"This person obviously boiled water just now, why didn't he suddenly move?" Sokolovsky went out through the kitchen door, grabbed the young man's arm and shook it, and patted him on the cheek, "Time stands still game, it's interesting." ”

Anna snapped her fingers, and Sokolovsky looked back.

"I knew what was going on, he boiled the water and went to the yard to trim the branches, and then at this time, the car arrived. Andrés, to be precise, is back. ”

Sokolovsky's eyes lit up, "No wonder...... That makes sense...... This guy disappeared as soon as he got out of the car, and I said there must be a problem......"

Actually, you have a big problem too......

Anna's suspicion of Sokolovsky grew stronger and heavier in her heart.

Is this really the level of a researcher?

Even if the diploma is bought, so many people in the research institute survived, so he must have some real skills, right?

But for now, the man behaved more like a trickster than a researcher.

If she could become a researcher with this kind of observation and analysis ability, Anna, a high school student, would be able to win the Nobel Prize.

In that case, why did the Trickster let himself come to him?

The image of going abroad quickly crossed Anna's mind.

I get it.

It's a supernatural bus.

I will only get into this car until I find him, so I will get to this place.

So it's not Sokolovsky who can solve my problem, it's someone or a supernatural object in this [downtown town].

If this is the case, Sokolovsky will be dispensable now, and even say that it is not only worthless, but will drag himself down.