The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 301 It's Me
Village Chief Bai handed the oil lamp forward, and used the light to carefully examine the man from head to toe, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He searched all his memories but did not find the fair-skinned boy. However, he felt very familiar with him. He seemed to have seen this boy somewhere before.

Tuntun just stood there quietly, his skin was snow-white, his eyes were closed, he looked weak and harmless.

No one could have imagined that he would be Chaos, one of the four fierce beasts.

Finally, Village Chief Bai sighed helplessly: "I am really old. I can't remember anything at all."

"His name is Tuntun, and he is from the same school as me." Yang Rongrong paused here and added, "His eyes and ears are not very good, so he can't communicate normally with people. I hope you can forgive me."

Village Chief Bai suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the child had not said a word since they met, it turned out that it was because he was disabled.

His eyes suddenly turned toward Tuntun with pity.

Although Tuntun cannot see, it has extremely keen perception of its surroundings.

He noticed the change in Village Chief Bai's mood, so he smiled at him, a smile that was clean and harmless.

This made Village Chief Bai feel even more distressed. What a good child, how could he become disabled? It was so pitiful. He would have to take better care of him in the future.

The east wing is divided into two rooms, the inner and outer rooms. Usually, Village Chief Bai sleeps in the outer room, while Ah Dai sleeps in the inner room.

At this time, the door to the inner room was ajar. Yang Rongrong could see the general scene inside the room through the crack in the door. Ah Dai was indeed still sleeping on the bed, and there was nothing unusual.

Yang Rongrong withdrew her gaze and turned to look outside.

The house is not big and the furnishings inside are very simple. The only places where people can hide are under the bed and in the closet.

After obtaining the consent of Village Chief Bai, Yang Rongrong opened the closet and looked inside. There was nothing in the closet except clothes, and there was nothing under the bed either.

It looked like there were no unknown people hiding in the house.

But Yang Rongrong did feel someone moving around in the room just now, and her spiritual sense could not be wrong.

While thinking, her eyes fell on the bed in front of her.

The bedding on the bed was a little messy. It seemed that Village Chief Bai had just gotten up in a hurry to check the situation and did not have time to make the bed.

Yang Rongrong suddenly bent down, reached into the quilt, and touched it twice casually.

When Village Chief Bai saw this, his expression suddenly became embarrassed.

"Miss Yang, what are you doing?"

Yang Rongrong is an unmarried girl, and it is really against the rules for her to touch the bed where a man has slept.

However, Yang Rongrong had no intention of caring about the rules at this time.

She retracted her hand, turned back to look at Village Chief Bai, and said in a deep voice: "There is no temperature in the quilt."

Village Chief Bai was stunned: "Ah?"

Obviously he didn't understand what Yang Rongrong meant.

Shuying reacted quickly and he also looked at Village Chief Bai, his cold eyes full of scrutiny.

Yang Rongrong said slowly, "The village chief must have gotten up and gone out to check as soon as he heard my shout. It shouldn't have taken you long to get up and reach the door. Logically, your bed should still be warm after such a short time."

Village Chief Bai finally understood what she meant belatedly.

He frowned: "Are you suspecting me of lying?"

Yang Rongrong was originally worried about how to uncover the identity of Village Chief Bai.

Right now is a great opportunity.

She couldn't let it go, so she said immediately: "If the village chief doesn't believe it, you can come and try it yourself."

After that, she turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation. Village Chief Bai hesitated, and a voice in his heart told him not to pay attention to what Yang Rongrong said.

But he really wanted to know whether what Yang Rongrong said was true or false?

After struggling for several times, he still couldn't resist the desire for the truth in his heart. He walked slowly to the bed, then reached out and touched the quilt.

Just as Yang Rongrong said, the bed was freezing cold, without any warmth at all, not at all like someone had just slept there.

Village Chief Bai was filled with confusion and he stood there for a long time without being able to react.

Yang Rongrong carefully observed the changes in his expression and found that he was really shocked and was not pretending.

It seems that he really doesn't know.

Many speculations came to her mind, and she asked tentatively: "Does the village chief have the habit of sleepwalking on weekdays?"

Village Chief Bai looked dazed and muttered, "I don't know, probably not, I'm not sure..."

As he was talking, he felt dizzy and his body staggered.

Yang Rongrong reached out in time to support him and let him sit down on the edge of the bed.

He supported himself on the bed with one hand, hunched over, and looked extremely ugly.

Yang Rongrong asked with concern: "Are you sick?"

Village Chief Bai shook his head: "I'm fine, I just feel a little dizzy."

Seeing him like this, Yang Rongrong couldn't bear to ask him any more questions, so she could only comfort him, "Why don't you take a rest first, I'll come to see you tomorrow."

But Village Chief Bai stopped her.

"Did you really see that person just now? What did he look like? How similar was he to me... to me?"

When he said the last sentence, his speech slowed down noticeably and sounded quite difficult.

He didn't believe that he could really peep at a little girl in the middle of the night, but the facts were before him and he was indeed a strong suspect.

Yang Rongrong answered truthfully: "I actually only saw a blurry back. He climbed out of the window very quickly. It was dark. I can only be sure that he was a man. I don't know anything else."

"He climbed out of the window..." Village Chief Bai muttered to himself, looking more and more dazed.

He seemed to be thinking of something, and slowly raised his right hand, revealing a small black dot on the tip of his thumb.

Yang Rongrong took a closer look and found that it was a small piece of wood that had pierced into the flesh.

She remembered that the windows of the west wing had some burrs, so she had to be careful when opening and closing the windows, otherwise she would easily be scratched by the burrs.

Yang Rongrong couldn't help but ask, "Where did the splinter on your hand come from?"

Village Chief Bai smiled bitterly: "I don't know. I was sleeping when I was suddenly awakened by your shouting. After waking up, I found that my right hand fingers were a little painful, but I didn't pay much attention to it. If I hadn't heard you say that the thief climbed out through the window, I wouldn't have associated it with that incident."

He put down his right hand, frowned deeply, and then slowly relaxed it.

"Maybe... maybe the thief who sneaked into your room in the middle of the night was me."

When he said this, he lowered his head deeply, not daring to look into Yang Rongrong's eyes.

He felt deeply ashamed and no longer had the face to be the village chief.

He was mentally prepared to be scolded and despised.

However, Yang Rongrong remained unusually calm.

She said seriously, "In fact, it's not just tonight. Someone also sneaked into my room last night. That person hid in the dark and spied on me for a long time while I was asleep."