The Last Train to Hell

I gave the candy to their children and then asked the parents about the matter.

Those parents were embarrassed and didn't tell me anything.

Otherwise, if I approached them directly, I was afraid that they would be regarded as someone with bad intentions.

What should I do now?

I must first clean myself up and not let people have doubts about me.

I can't let something happen in a while and attract the police to investigate.

I became the man who was suspicious and sneaky in people's mouths.

The most important thing is to gain their trust first and let them regard me as a trustworthy person.

It is normal for young people of my age to be more curious, and I think they can understand it.

What's more, I won't ask them about any sensitive issues.

I just want to know some things that happened in the community recently.

Women like these who get together every day to look after their children like to talk about the gossips of the neighbors.

I didn't mean to talk to them, but I just wanted to get close to them and listen to what they said.

Sure enough, my strategy was right, and those children forgot to take my candy.

I approached those older women and tried to get close to them, but they didn't alert me.

They even found a reasonable excuse for me, thinking that I didn't have a partner at my age.

They wanted them to help introduce me to someone.

I felt a little amused and sad because of their misunderstanding.

But I didn't want to explain it, and it wasn't a bad thing to have such a misunderstanding.

Anyway, it was better than me having to find an excuse to fool them.

They found this excuse for me, not me actively coaxing them.

Then when they investigated, I also had an excuse.

I nodded vaguely and didn't deny it.

I didn't admit it either, so these old ladies just thought I was shy and didn't keep asking.

They were kind-hearted, probably because they lived in this community and were all police or military families.

They were more reassured about people who appeared here.

So they started asking about my situation.

I didn't plan to lie, so I told them the truth.

My parents have passed away, and I grew up with my grandfather.

Later, my grandfather passed away, and I was left alone. Now I work in a bus company.

I don’t make much money, but at least I have five social insurances and one housing fund, and I have a stable job.

Bus drivers will not be replaced easily, unless there is a traffic accident or something.

Although I am not an employee of a state-owned enterprise, nor a police officer.

But the conditions are still good, mainly because they think that I am here, and they assume that I have a house and a car.

Soon I heard these things, the old lady said.

Whose daughter is now working in the mobile hall.

She is just right for me, and she is also said to have a good education, good looks, and is about the same age as me.

Naturally, I don’t want to see this, I don’t know what kind of girl.

But I don’t know what kind of excuse to use to refuse this matter.

If I really see the girl, I will harm her.

It’s not right to lie to her.

It will also make these old ladies feel that it’s difficult to catch, but if I tell the truth, I’m afraid it will make the girl furious.

"Please stop joking. It's hard for me to find a partner. I came here today because I saw the kids, so I wanted to play with them. I don't know when I can get married."

I pretended to be helpless and said that I was more or less experienced in acting.

So I didn't show any lack of confidence when performing in front of so many elders.

These old ladies saw that I really didn't want to go, so they didn't force me to go again and again.

To put it bluntly, it was just a chance meeting. They didn't even know my name now.

How could they really force me to do anything?

I was talking to the children on the side, and listening to the aunties talking.

Someone really talked about what happened downstairs yesterday.

What surprised me was that these aunties were talking about the same thing.

There was a robbery case in the middle of the night yesterday.

A woman was knocked unconscious downstairs, and I don't know what happened now.

I am not a very deep sleeper, and Broken Eyebrow sleeps very lightly.

If a robbery really happened, the woman's scream would definitely alarm Duanmei.

But why didn't anyone alarm her until this morning?

And I saw the security guard walking in a very strange way. Didn't they notice it?

And the security guards patrolling this community normally come here every half an hour.

Why didn't they come here last night?

I couldn't ask these aunties, lest they think I was very interested in this matter.

If a person suddenly shows great interest in something, it is very likely that he has something to hide.

The aunties are also the families of police officers or soldiers for many years.

They may have a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance.

So I can't say it casually, lest I really leave a deep impression on others.

"I was talking about that. I felt something strange last night. I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. I looked down from the window and saw the patrol there. He kept patrolling, but he didn't find the woman who was robbed. I don't know if there is something wrong with my eyes or he has a problem too?"

He saw the security guard patrolling. Was it the security guard with a twisted posture that I saw? Or was it someone else?

Is the one I saw last night the security guard of this community?

Or is there something else? I am still not completely sure.

They will definitely continue to talk about this topic, so there is no need for me to ask.

I just need to sort out what I want from what they say.

I pricked up my ears to listen to the aunt talking, and I had to coax the children at the same time.

Fortunately, these children are relatively well-educated.

It didn't bother me at all. They could listen to everything I said.

There is no such phenomenon that makes me angry.

I thought that they would probably make me jump three feet high.

I can't live or die, but fortunately these children are relatively well-behaved.

From time to time, I would play house with them, or just sing a few nursery rhymes to coax them.

The aunties over there were discussing in full swing, and from time to time, a few heads would come together, seemingly whispering.

But in fact, their voices and volume were so loud that even if they came together, I could hear them clearly sitting next to them.

"I think our community is not peaceful. There must be a reason why the developer sold all the houses in this community to the families of soldiers and police officers."