"Have you ever encountered a stray dog around here?" Ning Shuyi asked.

"Stray dogs?" Song Xue'an bared his teeth and was happy, "People aren't stupid, okay! I haven't eaten or drunk, what are you wandering here!

In this area, not to mention stray dogs, you can't see rats! Where there are no more people, can you expect those things to appear!"

This technique is the same as what Ning Shuyi and they heard before.

The two chatted with Song Xue'an for a while, and Song Xue'an said that he was going to make preparations before the broadcast, so they didn't stay there, and after leaving, they went to Unit 3 and went to Yan Dayuan's house to have a look.

The key to Yan Dayuan's house was found in the pocket of his clothes, and it was not a problem to open the door, the two of them put on gloves and shoe covers, opened the door and went in to check the situation in the house.

Yan Dayuan's house has a similar layout to Uncle Pan's, but compared to Uncle Pan's well-organized house, there is a bit of a "family with four walls" atmosphere here.

There is hardly a decent piece of furniture in the whole house, cabinets, tables and sofas, everywhere is in tatters, and there are many traces of damage.

The inside of the house was also messy, and there were still dishes on the table that had been eaten, and the sauce in them had long since dried up, and there was a faint smell in the hot air.

It's the same in the bedroom, the sheets on the bed are so old that even the original patterns are blurred, and I can't tell what the pattern is, and the towel on the bed is bald and wrinkled in a corner.

There were only a few clothes in the wardrobe, a winter cotton coat, two long-sleeved trousers, plus a few undershirts and shorts.

The only neat thing in the whole room was a small square table on the side of the windowsill, on which there were two posthumous portraits, an old couple, presumably Yan Dayuan's parents.

In front of the statue there are also some cigarettes and dried fruits, as well as a red suede box.

The suede box was very old, and the velvet on it had been worn out in a large piece, and it seemed to have some handwriting, but it was also worn out so that it was not easy to read at all.

Huo Yan cautiously opened the box and found that it was empty, and he couldn't tell anything from the shape, only a circular groove.

There are some household garbage in the house that Yan Dayuan didn't have time to clean up before the accident, but there are not many, and there are some waste products such as cardboard boxes and plastic bottles that he picked up and piled up before and haven't had time to sell.

And the two of them went around Yan Dayuan's house for a long time, but they didn't see a single wine bottle or can, whether it was beer or liquor.

Ning Shuyi felt a little surprised: "Almost everyone who knew Yan Dayuan before and was more familiar with him told us that he was an alcoholic, drinking and making trouble all day long, and getting drunk.

But a perennial alcoholic who has been teaching people repeatedly, there is no trace of alcohol in the house!"

"Yes, this is a bit surprising, it stands to reason that it is very difficult for an alcoholic to quit his addiction." Huo Yan was also a little surprised. Look at the book

The two of them confirmed the situation in Yan Dayuan's house, basically ruled out the possibility that someone had come to his house and caused any disturbance, and left here.

When they came out of Yan Dayuan's house, the sky outside had already darkened, and the two of them walked along the "steps" reinforced with bricks and stones to the deep ditch in front, and then went up from the "steps" on the other side.

"You laid it out, right?" After Ning Shuyi went up from the "steps" on the other side, he looked back at the "road" that had become much easier to walk, and turned his head to ask Huo Yan behind him.

Huo Yan didn't try to deny it, and nodded: "Although this building has to be demolished sooner or later, at least before it is demolished, Uncle Pan is still living here during this time, so it will be more convenient for him."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the small lonely building opposite the pit, there was a faint light in Uncle Pan's house, and he should have turned on the charging emergency light used to illuminate at night.

"If he refuses to move out for the sake of compensation, even if the pit is a few meters deeper, I won't care." He added, sighing faintly.

Ning Shuyi nodded, expressing deep understanding, just now at Uncle Pan's house, listening to the old man say those words that miss his deceased wife, his heart is also very uncomfortable.

Although it is said that Ning's father and Ning's mother have had a good relationship all their lives, and they do not quarrel or quarrel, but they have heard too much and seen a lot of the various hot and cold conditions outside, and at the moment when they are more and more singing about "true love" and pursuing "reality", this kind of deep affection that cannot be interrupted by life and death has become particularly moving.

However, Ning Shuyi was also a little surprised by Huo Yan's moving face.

This guy's previous mentality was so negative that he didn't even trust his family, thinking that any emotional contribution was unreliable and would be let down, so he kept a distance from everyone around him and refused to let the other party get closer to him.

Unexpectedly, in the deepest part of his heart, he was not as "cold by nature" as he thought, and he could be alone.

Behind this kind of emotion, what is revealed is the yearning for feelings from the bottom of my heart.

Ning Shuyi also looked at the window of Uncle Pan's house, but her eyes quickly shifted to the upper floor.

Song Xue'an's window also showed light, and the light from his window looked much more brilliant and colorful.

This guy said before that the atmosphere light works very well after it gets dark at night, and it's really not virtual, but now it's basically dark outside, standing outside, following the pit and looking over there, you can feel the colorful and starry light in the window.

This guy really put a lot of effort into the good effect of the live broadcast.

Ning Shuyi thought about it, took out his mobile phone, downloaded the social APP of Song Xue'an's live broadcast, searched for Song Xue'an's live broadcast room in it, and clicked in.

The two of them went to find a place to park and drove back to the Public Security Bureau, along the way Ning Shuyi was watching Song Xue'an's live broadcast, and Huo Yan was responsible for driving, although he couldn't watch it, he could be regarded as following and listening all the way.

"Are there really so many people interacting with him in his live broadcast room?" After driving most of the way, Huo Yan finally couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Well, it's a lot of popularity, and it's already 10,000 people at this point." Ning Shuyi glanced at the number of people online in the live broadcast room displayed in the corner of the screen, "The comment area is also scrolling fast, this guy really has a lot to brag about us."

On the screen of the mobile phone, Song Xuean was smiling in front of the camera while frying steak in a cassette oven, while casually talking about what jokes he had made before because he didn't know how to eat Western food.

I can hear that in fact, there should be a joke deliberately made up to make others laugh, but the effect is really good, as can be seen from the response in the comment area.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has been growing throughout the process.