A few people pretended to be bad guys and then took off their sunglasses.

Who is wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night?

"Woof woof woof!"

As Xia Yanzhen and the others started to look for No. 25, the dog tied under the eaves next to them started barking.

The sound of dogs barking broke the silent night, and dogs not far away also started barking.

There were probably five or six dogs barking one after another.

"It's so noisy."

Gao Qiang swayed and ran towards the nearest dog.

In a moment, the dog's ferocious barking turned into a whimper of fear.

Gao Qiang followed suit, and in less than a minute, the dogs around him became quiet.

"much better."

Gao Qiang turned on the flashlight with satisfaction.

There are no street lights here, only some light comes from the windows, and it is much better after being illuminated by a flashlight.

"5,26,13..."

After looking at it for a while, Gao Qiang said, "The numbers here are a bit confusing. The courier is really awesome."

"Express delivery should be delivered to the canteen outside. I saw the small signboard for the express delivery station." Wang Dong chatted casually. Nowadays, most express delivery will not be delivered to his home.

Coming to a strange place and observing the surrounding environment are the basic qualities of a qualified dream apostle.

"there."

Xia Yanfu found a row of low houses near the small embankment.

It is incompatible with the surrounding four- and five-story cement self-built houses.

Judging from Han Lingling's information, her family background is relatively difficult and she may not necessarily live in one of those tall self-built houses.

Several people walked over to take a look.

Sure enough, I saw the house number 25 outside the house.

This is a row of buildings with only two floors at the highest. The main body is not cement, but wood, stone and a small amount of cement.

The house on the far right has collapsed, and the one in the middle is also in dilapidation.

Only the one on the far left remains intact.

If there are people living in it, the old house will not deteriorate.

The concierge was tightly closed, and there were no lights on in the windows. He was probably asleep.

Gao Qiang stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Hello, is there anyone? We are from the Special Affairs Bureau."

They are indeed members of the Special Affairs Bureau, and each of them has a work permit from the Special Affairs Bureau.

After knocking for a while, there was no movement.

On the second floor of the building diagonally opposite, someone opened the curtains and opened the window and looked over.

"Hello, is this Chen Guifang's home?" Wang Dong simply walked over and asked, holding up his work ID and shaking it.

"Yes, you are..."

"Special Affairs Bureau."

"Huh? Oh, oh, oh."

The man looking around was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly, "I know, I know, I've heard of it."

"Is Chen Guifang at home?" Wang Dong asked, "There are also her two granddaughters."

"Everyone is here," the man replied, "Let me call you, Grandma, Grandma! There is a police officer looking for you! Grandma!"

He shouted in dialect.

Finally the people in the house were awakened.

The lights on the second floor came on, and then there were the sounds of footsteps on the wood.

Soon, the door was opened, revealing a happy and angry face, with a hint of vigilance: "You are..."

Gao Qiang, who was well-informed, was stunned by Han Lingling's appearance. He took a step back and revealed Xia Yanzhen and the other three. At the same time, he took out the work certificate of the Special Affairs Bureau: "Special Affairs Bureau."

Han Lingling took it, looked at it carefully, and returned it to Gao Qiang after making sure it was genuine.

In the courses of Zhengyi Academy, there is something related to distinguishing the authenticity of the Special Affairs Bureau's ID, so as to prevent those who have surpassed from being deceived.

Han Lingling studied very seriously.

"What do you want from me?" Han Lingling's voice was not high-pitched. Just listening to her voice gave people a soft and weak feeling, but her tone was very steady.

"Can we go in and talk?" Xia Yanzhen stepped forward and said.

"...I've seen you before, in school, right?" Han Lingling saw Xia Yanzhen and thought for a moment.

She had an impression of the person in front of her.

The aura is sharp and the sense of presence is strong, which is like two extremes from myself.

"Yes, can we go in when we meet that day?" Xia Yanzhen asked, "It's so late at night, so I don't want to disturb others."

He turned slightly and motioned to the man diagonally opposite who was watching the excitement on the second floor.

"Oh, okay." Han Lingling opened the door and put several people in.

"You're killing the donkey." Gao Qiang grinned beside him.

"This is called confidentiality." Xia Yanfu said with a smile.

Wang Dong turned his head and took a special look before entering the door, making the man smile awkwardly and close the curtains.

Since Xia Yan really wanted to avoid people's eyes and ears, Wang Dong naturally wouldn't let people continue to stare at him.

Inside the room, almost opposite the door, there is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor.

To the left of the stairs is a room separated by wood.

On the right is the "open kitchen", with a stove, a gas stove, and a wooden round table.

There are three stools next to the round table and an ancient wooden cupboard - he is probably as old as Wang Dong.

"I'll get the stool."

Han Lingling said, walking into the room on the other side.

Her voice can be heard speaking softly.

"Grandma, it's okay. The security guard is here to understand the situation. You can go to sleep. I won't disturb you."

After a few warnings.

Han Lingling took a stool with a backrest and walked out.

In this way, all four of Xia Yanzhen could sit down, but she could only stand.

At this time, the creaking sound of footsteps on the wooden board came.

Everyone looked over and saw a junior high school girl standing on the stairs and bending over to look over. She made eye contact with several people and then suddenly shrank back.

"My sister, she is more afraid of strangers." Han Lingling explained, "Xiaohe, you go to bed first."

"Oh, okay, it's very late. Sister, hurry up. I'll wait for you, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

Han Xiaohe's voice came from upstairs, sounding timid.

The information written in the documents is based on the initial interviews conducted by investigators.

The name Han Xiaohe comes from the fact that their grandmothers picked up Han Xiaohe by the river, so they called it Xiaohe.

"I know." Han Lingling responded to Han Xiaohe again, then looked at Xia Yanzhen and asked, "You are looking for me. Do you need my help?"

When I enrolled in Zhengyi College, my teacher said that as a transcendent, there is a high chance that the Special Affairs Bureau will come to you.

If the other party asks for help, please try to help.

As for if it is not a request for help, it is probably not a good thing, and it is not a matter of trying your best.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There is nothing more to say, just ask for your blessings.

Xia Yanzhen did not sit down. He stood behind the chair with a backrest, reached out and tapped the top of the backrest: "How many people are there in your family?"

"Three, my grandma and my sister."

"Your sister lives upstairs, and your grandma lives over here?" Xia Yanzhen pointed to the room next to her.

Han Lingling didn't quite understand why there was such a family affair or investigation, but she still answered honestly: "Well, my sister and I live upstairs, and grandma lives downstairs when she gets older."

For the elderly with limited legs and feet, it is quite difficult to walk up and down even if it is only a "half" staircase.

"Then..." Xia Yanzhen wanted to ask something else.
To be continued...