Xu Zhao's movement immediately caught Li Kui's attention. He turned his head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"this boy."
Xu Zhaowei narrowed his eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed at the boy in red, and said hesitantly: "I think I have seen him before!"
Hearing these words, Li Kui's energy instantly lifted and he quickly asked: "Where is it?"
Xu Zhao did not answer in a hurry.
After observing carefully, he said slowly: "Although there are big changes in appearance and temperament, he is indeed the same person. In the old community where I lived before, this boy lived in the same building as me!"
"Community?"
Li Kui lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at Shu Yi, who was smiling brightly in the photo.
"Yes, I have a deep impression of the boy. His father often beats and scolds him, which can be heard throughout the floor, and he is very withdrawn!"
Speaking of this incident, Xu Zhao couldn't help but sigh, and the scene of the boy hiding in the flower garden and playing alone came to mind.
"His father?!"
Li Kui frowned deeply.
Didn't Charen never find Shuyi? What's going on now? Or does he have an ulterior motive?
"Forehead……"
Xu Zhao was about to continue talking, but his eyes moved away. Only then did he realize that the family portrait in Li Kui's hand had a gaping hole in the middle. Judging from the shape, it looked like the father had been cut open by a knife, leaving only his wife and children hugging each other!
the other side.
Li Kui noticed this, took out his mobile phone and entered Cha Ren's name. The conspicuous news title came into view and handed it to Xu Zhao.
"is it him?"
Xu Zhao's eyes briefly paused on the title words such as 'Too much conscience' and 'Worse than animals'.
Immediately, he stared carefully at the man in the picture on his mobile phone. He had a fair face and an expression that could not be concealed. He shook his head decisively and said in a positive tone: "It's not him. The boy's father looks to be in his forties. He has a fat face and relatively thick hair."
Long and messy.”
There was a long silence.
Li Kui rubbed his cheek with his left hand and fell into thought.
It seems that the father Xu Zhao mentioned was the man from Luo Jiao who controlled Shu Yi.
What he didn't expect was that people would be in the community where Xu Zhao lived before.
After such careful consideration, the credibility and authenticity of the information provided by Dr. Bai are much higher.
Having said that, should we directly knock on the door and rescue Shuyi? Or should we wait for two days and do it in the abandoned factory?
When he thought of this, Li Kui's eyelids lowered slightly, and he remembered something.
Dr. Bai once said that she suddenly lost her life, could not find any trace of the Luo Jiao people, and even disappeared from the world.
Is this related to that community? Or is it due to other reasons?
Although there were many ambiguities in the conversation between the two, Li Kui's intuition told him that Bai Xin really wanted to help Lin Zhenzhen and the others, and she should not lie about this.
Think about it for a long time.
Li Kui decided to wait for two days.
If you take action in a community, there will be too many people and the noise will not be covered up, which is not conducive to action.
On the side, Xu Zhao couldn't restrain his curiosity and picked up his mobile phone to search for Cha Ren's name.
Relevant news is refreshed immediately.
"It's really worse than a beast!"
Xu Zhao cursed angrily in a low voice.
A netizen wrote a special post to record in detail how Cha Ren deceived the masses. After reading it, he basically understood the ins and outs of the incident.
at this time.
Xu Zhao seemed to smell something and sniffed the wings of his nose vigorously. The faint smell of burning in the air immediately came in. His pupils dilated slightly and he shouted: "It's broken, my food is broken, I forgot to turn off the heat!"
He screamed and rushed into the kitchen. After a while, painful howls started.
"my type!!!"
"This boy."
Li Kui came back to his senses and couldn't help but shook his head. He put the photos away again. It seemed that he still had to be fully prepared.
…
…
The setting sun is like blood.
Four buildings close together in a back shape.
Looking up, it's like an upright coffin, cramped and dark. From time to time, you can hear the crows of crows and black shadows passing by.
"You bastard, hurry up and go home!"
"Stop playing, go home and eat."
Shouts rang out from all floors, and the children who were playing football on the open ground dispersed in an instant and hurried back to the building where they lived.
Within a moment, the clearing fell into a dead silence.
It was clearly evening, but apart from the few shouts just now, there was no movement at all in the four buildings!
Bang, bang, bang...
After listening carefully, there was a slight sound coming from the flower garden.
Wearing dirty red clothes and a hood covering his head, the boy was holding a "mouse" in his hand. He kept beating it on the ground, sometimes throwing it high into the air, and after falling heavily to the ground, he started again.
Throw it up.
Play like a toy.
The undetectable howl was fleeting and fleeting.
The "mouse" stared at the boy with wide eyes, his resentment and other emotions were palpable. After a while, his head was violently crushed by the palm of his hand.
There was a crisp sound, and the deep resentment quietly spread everywhere.
Under the hood, the boy's face was pale, as if he had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, his eyes were as scarlet as blood, and he took a deep breath.
Resentment poured into the seven orifices.
The "mouse" is gone.
The toys are gone!
Suddenly.
There was a slight sound of footsteps in the corridor, and a man in his thirties was seen walking out of the darkness, a cigarette in his mouth, a gloomy look on his face, and muttering about losing again today.
When passing by the flower garden, he glanced at the boy hiding in the flowers intentionally or unintentionally, and then went straight into one of the buildings.
The little figure followed quietly.
…………
Step, step, step...
The sound of footsteps echoed in the narrow corridor.
The man took out the key, opened the door and walked in. The iron door slowly closed.
The dim yellow light shows the furnishings of the room.
The cracked floor was covered with a layer of rotten and dirty carpet, and there was a lingering stench in the air. Both the bed and the tables, chairs, and cabinets looked very shabby and old.
The shoes dangled in front of my eyes.
The boy hid and watched the man's movements through the faint light, with a naughty smile on his lips.
"It's time to eat, let's see what we're going to eat today!"
The man threw the key on the table, suddenly shouted happily, and then heard a series of noises from the kitchen.
Not long after, he came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in his hand. He looked up and saw that the room was very quiet. He blinked and started looking for tonight's dinner.
Wardrobe, no.
Cabinet, no.
Floor, no.
After searching around, no man was found!
"What's going on? Didn't you follow?"
The man lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said a little disappointedly: "Looks like I'm going to get hurt again tonight. Why is that bastard so lucky lately? I lost all the money I spent on food."
"The days are getting harder and harder."
Green smoke gushes out, and the voice becomes more melancholy.
He scratched his head a little hard, and suddenly, the spherical object hit his shoulder and rolled down.
Go away, go away, go away...
Stopped next to the sofa.
Eyeballs wandering around,
He saw it.
The boy in red clothes hides in the gap under the sofa.
Two pairs of eyes met.
Everyone has different thoughts,
The man opened and closed his mouth with surprise on his face and said with a smile: "Hey, the big meal is hiding here!!!"