Ji Kangyong smiled and gestured with his chin towards the door, "Are you planning to stay here forever?"
Shen Yanming shook his head, bent down to move the cardboard box out of the elevator, then opened the door and invited the group in.
When Ji Kangyong and Zhang Heping saw the scene inside the door, they couldn't help but exclaim, "Old Shen, your house has been burgled?"
Shen Yanming readily admitted this, as his home had indeed been burgled.
"Yes, I noticed it as soon as I got back from Suzhou. There were a lot of footprints in the living room. I counted them, and they were probably from three adult men. But considering that there was no electricity or surveillance cameras at that time, even if I called the police, it wouldn't have made any progress, so I didn't say anything and just changed the lock cylinder."
Ji Kangyong nodded. "It seems the perpetrator is someone from the neighborhood who noticed you two hadn't been around for a long time before taking the risk. During that period, quite a few people reported the crime, but not everyone was lucky enough to recover the stolen goods."
Shen Yanming was taken aback. "It can still be recovered? Wasn't there no surveillance footage?"
Ji Kangyong rarely saw the seemingly simple-minded Lao Shen like this. He laughed so hard he almost fell over, and tears welled up in his eyes.
After a long while, Ji Kangyong finally said, "We have fingerprints. As long as they haven't been specially altered, we can collect the perpetrator's fingerprints at the scene, then enter them into the database for comparison, and that's how we find the thief."
"You forgot, when we first entered the apocalypse, we conducted door-to-door surveys and collected the fingerprint information of 99% of the residents of Qinghua Kingdom into the database."
Shen Yanming slapped his forehead. "I really forgot about this. You see, I'm not a professional. I thought I couldn't recover the stolen goods, so I didn't keep any traces and just cleaned it up."
Ji Kangyong nodded, "You said there were footprints on the floor, so there might be fingerprints on the doorknob, coffee table, and windowsill. It's just a pity, it's too late to say anything now."
Shen Yanming also felt quite regretful, "Yes, otherwise, I would know which damned bastard disliked me and insisted on coming in to patronize this place."
Zhang Heping wasn't interested in the case. Seeing the missing refrigerator, he said worriedly, "Old Shen, did your family suffer a big loss? Do you want me to help you with some food? Qiao An has special circumstances; you can't let her go hungry."
Shen Yanming found it amusing, but he appreciated the good intentions. He said, "We're all prepared for the worst, so why would I be discouraged by something like this? Don't worry, most of the supplies are safe in the guard team's dormitory."
Ji Kangyong nodded, "You and Qiao An will be living over there from now on?"
"Well, I'll probably be there most of the time. After all, it's convenient to commute to get off work from there. Plus, I have morning and evening training sessions every day there, even on weekends. Time is tight, so I probably won't have many chances to come back in the future. But you can come over for a visit on weekends."
Ji Kangyong expressed his understanding, but Zhang Heping was immediately drawn to the morning and evening training mentioned in the conversation. He hurriedly asked, "What is your job? Why do you need morning and evening training?"
Shen Yanming was about to have a detailed chat with him when he realized that the others were still standing at the door, not yet seated.
He quickly removed the dust cover from the sofa and asked the others to sit down first.
"Well, let Qiao An talk to you first, I'll go cut a watermelon for you guys," Shen Yanming said.
Zhang Heping's eyes lit up when he heard this. It was then that he realized the cardboard box actually contained watermelons and peaches, which was a pleasant surprise.
At that moment, he couldn't help but feel thankful that he hadn't opened the box in the underground parking garage; otherwise, given his personality, he would definitely have exclaimed in surprise. And that might have caused him some trouble.
Hehe, after spending time with Lao Shen, he's long since learned not to ask where he came from.
Shen Yanming thought to himself, "A foodie is indeed a foodie; he can easily distract himself." He carried a large watermelon weighing over thirty pounds into the kitchen, washed the rind, and then chopped it into small pieces with a knife.
Finally, I carried two plates of fragrant watermelon flesh into the living room, placing one plate in front of each of the two guests so they could enjoy it to their heart's content.
When Shen Yanming came out, Bi Qiaoan had already finished explaining the evening training session, and then he went on to explain the content and purpose of their morning training session.
After hearing this, Zhang Heping shook his head repeatedly, "Old Shen, I feel like you made a bad choice by changing jobs. Not only do you live far away from us, but you're also working like a dog. And all day long, you have to learn all sorts of random things. I feel tired for you even if you're not."
Shen Yanming smiled but remained silent, Bi Qiaoan chuckled to herself, and even Ji Kangyong couldn't help but roll his eyes at him repeatedly.
"What, am I wrong?" Zhang Heping asked.
Ji Kangyong put down his spoon, looked at him seriously, and asked, "Don't you understand why I brought up that particular case?"
"Ah, yeah, it's just a dismemberment case, what's the problem?" He looked at the crowd, somewhat puzzled.
Bi Qiaoan glanced at the two who weren't going to say anything, and tentatively said, "This is how I understand it: since Ji Kangyong brought up this case, it means it's very typical. It's not that there are many similar or identical cases, but rather that the trigger for many cases is food."
A few years ago, before the world changed, we never worried about food and drink, so food was almost never a cause for crime.
Now, with frequent disasters and reduced food production, the resulting tragedies will only increase. Therefore, he wants to remind you that as time goes on, the world will only become more unstable, and evil will flourish; you need to be vigilant.
Furthermore, force is essential in the face of chaos.
As the case illustrates, in a fight between two women, the one with superior physical strength survives. While in relatively peaceful times, the murderer would face legal consequences, in times of chaos, those who resort to violence are more likely to survive.
So, he's reminding you not to spend every day hiding in the hospital having surgeries. When you have time, exercise and maybe learn some martial arts.
After Bi Qiaoan finished speaking, she looked at Ji Kangyong somewhat nervously and asked, "Is that so? I understand correctly, right?"
Hearing this somewhat hesitant question, Ji Kangyong smiled. He nodded, "More or less!"
Hearing the affirmative answer, Bi Qiaoan patted her chest lightly, "As long as it doesn't mislead young people, it's fine."
"No," Ji Kangyong replied, then looked at Zhang Heping and said with a hint of disappointment, "Look at you, you have no moral compass, you're not even as good as a young girl."
Zhang Heping felt wronged, "I'm so tired from work every day, how can I have time to think about other things?"
Shen Yanming patted his shoulder gently, "No matter how tired you are, you can't let yourself go. Just like Lao Ji said, things are starting to get out of control. If you want to live a peaceful life, you have to learn some skills to make a living."
No matter how renowned your reputation as a top surgeon may be, when it comes to actual combat, your strength, techniques, and reaction speed are all inferior to your opponent's. Even with the greatest understanding of human anatomy, you cannot be invincible.
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