Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Because of the heavy sins, I...
Is it because of the severity of his sins that he has faced this desperate situation that cannot even be described as embarrassing?
Fang Shimian covered his ears and stared at the calm lake with empty eyes.
Otherwise, just die first.
But I haven’t saved enough money to buy a cemetery. What if I’m still unlucky in my next life?
There were speakers carried by cyclists, and the hit songs of popular male stars were playing very loudly from far away.
Good opportunity!
Fang Shimian mustered up his courage and slowly climbed down from the rock. They would not come to the lake. As long as he left this dangerous area, he could go around the lake to the exit on the other side and go home.
At this moment, there was another sound of weeping coming from the woods behind, accompanied by low pleas for mercy.
"Please... spare me, I won't dare to..."
Fang Shimian squatted and moved with difficulty, feeling that everyone's life was so difficult.
"Don't move." It was a scolding, without any emotion.
Fang Shimian was almost scared to death, thinking he had been discovered. He raised his trembling hands in surrender, wanting to tell the two people that he really didn't hear anything.
“Woo…”
"Can dogs speak human language?" The seemingly gentle inquiry is actually a cruelty that has already been convicted.
Not discovered, not discovered!
"Woof...Woo woo."
The whimpering turned into a low puppy bark, and then into a distorted moan.
Fang Shimian broke out in a cold sweat. He was actually already quite far away from the stone. If he ran now, even if he was discovered, the man would definitely not dare to chase him.
Just as I was thinking about it, a loose stone at my feet rolled down from the shore. The lake shore was slightly higher, and the stone quickly hit the water, making a dull "bang" sound.
Huge ripples appeared on the calm lake surface.
It seemed as if the whole world was quiet for a moment, even the woods were dead silent and the birdsong disappeared.
Dead.
The fear of being discovered made Fang Shimian unable to care about anything else. He ran forward in panic, but he didn't know whether it was because he had been squatting for too long or his legs were weak, and he almost rolled into the lake.
When Fang Shimian got up from the ground, he subconsciously looked back and saw a man in a suit standing next to the stone where he had just sat, looking at him leisurely.
The man was standing with his back to the light. Fang Shimian took a quick glance but didn't see the man's face clearly, he only heard his voice.
Relaxed and joyful, with a soothing feeling.
"It's just a stray dog, don't worry."
Fang Shimian ran for a distance desperately, his adrenaline rushing, and only slowed down when he saw tourists vaguely appearing ahead.
The fear that followed him like a shadow gradually dissipated after he left the wetland park and rode his electric scooter back to the rental house. Fang Shimian drank up the half bottle of water on the sofa. Only then did he feel his heart beating violently and a hint of blood in his throat.
After calming down for a while, he took a hot shower and threw the soiled pants into the washing machine. He didn't wash the clothes, but simply wiped them with a wet towel.
After finishing all this, Fang Shimian collapsed on the sofa and started to think again. It was the first time he encountered such a thing and he felt that he had overreacted. Those two people were going to do this in a public place without notifying him, so how could he know where he could go and where he couldn't go.
It wasn't his fault. Why should he be afraid at that time? He should have just stood up and left openly.
Maybe you can pretend to answer a phone call to ease the awkwardness.
The experience of being beaten and scolded at any time in childhood made Fang Shimian always extremely fearful and panicky when encountering unfamiliar things. His first reaction was to look for his own faults. It was not until he escaped from that oppressive environment that he realized that this had become a kind of character flaw in him.
He will try hard to change, Fang Shimian thought, he should be getting better.
Maybe, in fact, he doesn't know either. Even now, he is still full of confusion.
The wind started to blow outside the house again. Fang Shimian closed the window of the living room, but the window was old and there was still a tiny gap even after closing it completely. He could hear the sound of the wind while sitting on the sofa.
When Xu Long went to take over in the evening, he took a check-in photo of Fang Shimian and started playing mahjong passionately. In the middle of the game, he received a call and assigned Fang Shimian to go out and get takeout for him.
The monitoring room was in a relatively hidden place under the building, and the delivery man couldn't find it. Fang Shimian took his phone and waited by the main road at the building entrance.
Because he had already made a phone call and only had a few minutes, Fang Shimian did not wear a cotton coat, but a thin sweater and a washed blue-gray hooded sweatshirt.
Next to where Fang Shimian was standing was the side door exit, through which cold air poured into the basement. His thin sweatshirt was not enough to keep him warm, and Fang Shimian shivered a little.
He didn't care whether it was stupid or not, he put on the hood of his sweatshirt and started stomping his feet in place.
Fortunately, the delivery man arrived quickly. Fang Shimian lowered his head while checking the name and phone number. When he took the takeaway to check, a car passed by at a low speed with its window half open. The smell of smoke wafting out of the car made Fang Shimian look up subconsciously.
But all I saw was the rear of the black Bentley and the slowly closing windows.
Another wave of chill came over him. Fang Shimian came to his senses, thanked the delivery man, and carried a large bag back to the monitoring room.
Warm soup and rice are a powerful weapon to drive away the cold. Fang Shimian held the edge of the lunch box to warm his hands.
"You go out wearing this in such a cold day. If you catch a cold again, you'll have to ask your cheap brother to ask for leave for you." Xu Long opened the lunch box in his hand, his brows furrowed so tightly that he could pinch a fly to death.
Fang Shimian looked at the fragrant stir-fried beef, swallowed his saliva, and decided to confess: "Actually, I went downstairs to eat wontons."
"I said that portion was for you. I'll eat two by myself." Xu Long pretended to take the lunch box from Fang Shimian's hand.
Fang Shimian loosened the edge of the box a little pitifully and looked at it eagerly, "I knocked on the door, you were sleeping, otherwise I would have come to cook instant noodles."
Xu Long withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened and continued to open the lunch box. "It's time to get paid. Let's change our diet during this period. It's all my treat. I don't save money... It's a bit disgusting to always eat instant noodles."
"It seems like there's a new flavor, but it's not sold in supermarkets. What's it called..." Fang Shimian was just about to watch his collection of videos.
Xu Long raised a hand, his palm facing Fang Shimian, "Okay, that's enough, shut up."
"Okay." Fang Shimian readily followed suit and continued to hold the bowl of rice in soup in front of him. He could already smell the sour and spicy aroma of the golden soup beef.
Just at this time, two big brothers on patrol duty came into the monitoring room to take a break. Xu Long invited them to come and eat together. The two men smiled and waved their hands to refuse, and sat in the blind spot of the monitoring at the back and lit a cigarette.
Fang Shimian recalled the smell of cigarettes he had smelled when he picked up the takeaway just now. It was a very special smell, not as pungent as ordinary cigarettes. It had a light woody scent with a gentle sweetness.
The fire alarm sounded, followed by the slight sound of a receipt being printed. Fang Shimian picked up his phone, tapped twice in front of a machine, took out his phone to report his location in the group, and then tagged two security guards on duty at the patrol post.
The two men replied in the group, "Received", finished their cigarettes and rested for a few minutes, then one of them grabbed the key and walked out.
This type of fire alarm is very sensitive and will be triggered by the slightest smoke. The probability of false triggering is very high, and ninety-nine times out of a hundred times it will be a false alarm. However, each time the monitoring room must notify someone to check the site and record it.
After a while, a photo of the scene of the alarm was posted in the duty group, and Fang Shimian was tagged, indicating that the problem had been solved.
Fang Shimian replied, "Received."
The security guard in the monitoring room rested for a while, pushed the door open and went out, and told Fang Shimian that if anything happened in the middle of the night, he should call in advance and send a message to the group.
Fang Shimian was concentrating on eating. Hearing this, he made an OK gesture. The security guard lowered his head to look at his phone, biting the cigarette, humming a tune and walked out.
After eating, Xu Long went to the back to sleep, and soon he began to snore.
Fang Shimian cleaned the workbench, swept the floor simply, and took out the garbage and threw it away.
When he came back, Fang Shimian saw a message on WeChat on his computer. It was from Manager Yang. Before he could read the content clearly, the screen of the phone on the operating table lit up.
It’s Manager Yang calling.
"Xiao Fang, are you and Xu Long on night shift tonight?"
"Yes, Manager." Fang Shimian had already read the content Manager Yang sent him on WeChat and asked, "I saw the message you sent on WeChat. Should I copy the video and give it to the patrol post to bring to the owner?"
Manager Yang's voice was sometimes louder and sometimes softer. "The patrol post is now on duty at the main gate and the side gate. After you finish copying, ask Xu Long to watch over it and deliver it to the owner as soon as possible."
The call was hastily hung up.
Fang Shimian looked at the WeChat message again.
[Please pull out the surveillance video of the entrances and roads of Building 6 from 8am to 6pm today, copy them all, and send them to the owners of Building 6. Be very polite.]
Fang Shimian had some impression of the six residential buildings in Yunjin. Although it was within the Yunjin community, it could almost be said to be independent. The area was located on the edge of the community, but it was located near the river and had the best view. There was a side door exclusively for the residents of the six buildings. When you walked out of the door, you would reach the most prosperous business district in Hai City. It was extremely luxurious.
But Manager Yang only said to deliver it to six buildings. There are so many people in one building, how would he know who to deliver it to?
While Fang Shimian was waiting for the video copy, he sent a message to Manager Yang.
Manager Yang sent a voice message.
"You go through the main entrance of the community. There is only one road. The entrance to Building 6 is guarded. Just give it to them."
After listening to the voice and copying the video, Fang Shimian unplugged the USB drive and woke up Xu Long.
"The surveillance camera at the entrance of Building 6?" Xu Long was still half asleep and had a bad temper. "Even the patrolling security guards are not allowed in there, not even a fly can get in. There are only two surveillance points left, and both are on the periphery, in corners where no one can see a ghost. And someone has to deliver them in person in the middle of the night."
Xu Long was sitting on a chair. When he saw Fang Shimian had put on his coat and was about to go out, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"No, you can't go."
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