Eye of Sin

Chapter 271 No Alcohol
"Have you ever encountered stray dogs around here?" Ning Shuyi asked.

"Stray dog?" Song Xue'an grinned in amusement, "People's dogs are not stupid, either! Why are they wandering here without food or water?"

In this area, you won't even see any stray dogs or rats!How can we expect those things to appear in a place that is no longer popular? "

This statement is consistent with what Ning Shuyi and the others heard before.

The two of them chatted with Song Xue'an for a while. Song Xue'an said that he was going to make preparations before the broadcast, so they did not stay there any longer. After leaving, they went to the third unit to take a look at Yan Dayuan's home.

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

Yan Dayuan's home has a similar layout to Uncle Pan's, but compared to Uncle Pan's orderly home, it has a more or less "house with bare walls" atmosphere.

There was almost no decent furniture in the whole house. The cabinets, tables and sofas were all in tatters and had many signs of damage.

The house was also very messy, and there were dishes that had been eaten on the table. The sauce inside 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 pattern has been washed away, and it's almost impossible to see what the pattern is. There is a ball of towels on the bed, all of which are bald and wrinkled, piled in a corner.

There are only a few clothes in the wardrobe, a winter cotton coat, two long-sleeved pieces and two long pants, plus a few singlets and shorts.

The only neat thing in the whole room was a small square table next to the window sill. On the table were two portraits of an old couple, probably Yan Dayuan's parents.

There are some cigarettes and dried fruits in front of the portrait, as well as a red velvet box.

The velvet box was very old, and a large piece of the velvet on it was worn away. There seemed to be some writing on it, but it was so worn that it was impossible to see it clearly.

Huo Yan carefully opened the box and found that it was empty. There was nothing special about the shape, only a circular groove.

There was some domestic garbage in the house that Yan Dayuan had not had time to clean up before his accident, but it was not much. There were also some waste products such as cardboard boxes and plastic bottles that he had picked up and piled together before he had time to sell them.

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

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

But for a person who has been an alcoholic all year round and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions, there is no trace of alcohol in his home! "

"Yes, this is indeed a bit surprising. Logically speaking, it is difficult for an alcoholic to give up his addiction." Huo Yan was also a little surprised.

The two people confirmed the situation at Yan Dayuan's home, basically ruled out the possibility that someone came to his home and caused any disturbance, and then left.

When they came out of Yan Dayuan's house, the sky outside had already darkened. The two of them walked along the "steps" that had been reinforced with bricks and stones to the deep ditch in front, and then went up from the "steps" on the other side. Fortunately, There are these "steps", otherwise it would be really difficult to walk in the dim light.

"You paved this, right?" After Ning Shuyi went up the "steps" on the other side, he looked back at the "road" that had become much easier to walk, and turned to ask Huo Yan behind him.Huo Yan did not try to deny it, and nodded: "Although this building will have to be demolished sooner or later, at least it will be more convenient for Uncle Pan to live here before it is demolished."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the small solitary building opposite the pit. There was a faint light in Uncle Pan's house. He must have turned on the rechargeable emergency light that was used to illuminate it at night.

"If he refused to move out because of the compensation, I wouldn't care if the hole were a few meters deeper." He added, sighing faintly.

Ning Shuyi nodded and expressed his deep understanding. Just now at Uncle Pan's house, listening to the old man's words about missing his deceased wife, he felt very uncomfortable.

Although it is said that Ning’s father and Ning’s mother had a good relationship all their lives and never argued or quarreled, they have heard too much and seen too much of the harsh world outside. At a time when “true love” is increasingly being pessimistic and pursuing “reality”, neither life nor death can stop this. The constant affection becomes particularly touching.

However, Ning Shuyi was also slightly surprised by Huo Yan's expression.

This guy's previous mentality was so negative that he didn't even trust family ties. He believed that any emotional effort was unreliable and would be let down, so he kept a distance from everyone around him and refused to let others get closer to him.

Unexpectedly, deep down in his heart, he was not as "cool-natured" as he thought and could be alone.

Behind this moving expression, what is revealed is the yearning for feelings in the heart.

Ning Shuyi also looked at the window of Uncle Pan's house, but her eyes quickly moved upstairs.

Light also shines through Song Xue'an's window, and the light from his window looks much brighter and more colorful.

This guy said before that the ambient lighting is very effective when it gets dark at night. He is really not false. Now it is basically dark outside. Standing outside and looking over there following the pit, you can feel the light inside the window. Colorful and starry.

This guy really put a lot of thought into making the live broadcast effective.

Ning Shuyi thought for a while, took out her mobile phone, downloaded the social app where Song Xue'an live broadcasted, searched for Song Xue'an's live broadcast room in it, and clicked on it.

The two of them found a parking place and drove back to the Public Security Bureau. Ning Shuyi was watching Song Xue'an's live broadcast along the way. Huo Yan was in charge of driving. Although he couldn't watch, he still listened along.

"Are there really so many people interacting with him in his live broadcast room?" Huo Yan finally couldn't help but asked curiously after most of the session.

"Well, it is indeed very popular. There are already 1 people now." 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 very fast. This guy is really not bragging to us. of."

On the screen of the mobile phone, Song Xue'an was smiling in front of the camera while frying steak on the cassette stove, while casually talking about the jokes he had made before because he didn't know the details of eating Western food.

It can be heard that there should actually be jokes deliberately made up to make others laugh, but the effect is indeed very good, as can be seen from the responses in the comment area.

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

(End of this chapter)