Chapter 59

"Where did you take this photo?"

The neighbor looked at his friend and asked.

"I took it near where I live. To be honest, your neighbor moved to my place, but I remember that house originally had an owner, and he was not the previous owner."

The friend said to the neighbor.

"Either he urgently found a place to live, so he rented it, or he had some relationship with the owner of the house, maybe a friend or relative, and got a response when he asked for help.

He couldn't have that much money to buy such a big house, otherwise he wouldn't have to live near me and become my neighbor.

If he really had such a rich relative who could live there, it would be impossible for him not to go there before, so it could only be a friend he made later.

And he didn't have a close relationship with this friend, otherwise, he would have moved into that friend's house when he received the first complaint.

It doesn't matter, since you live nearby, can I ask if you have seen the original owner of the house going in and out?"

The neighbor talked to himself for a while, looked at his friend and asked again.

"I didn't see that the owner of the house seemed to have gone out, and he went far away and won't be back for a while."

The friend thought about it and shook his head.

"That's great."

The neighbor nodded.

"I see that you are not in a normal state. Do you need my help to do anything?"

The friend stood up and prepared to leave, but out of friendship, he still asked before leaving to show his concern.

"There is one thing you can help me with. I heard that your relatives bought low-quality pet food a while ago and accidentally bought the kind containing attractants. Is that true?

If so, give it to me."

The neighbor said to the friend.

"Do you want pet attractants? Sure, I can give it to you."

The friend nodded.

"But do I give it to you or do you go to my place to get it?"

The friend asked.

"I'll go with you today. I want to stay at your house for one night. Can you tell me where my neighbor lives?"

The neighbor stood up and smiled at my friend.

"If you want to come to my house, then fine. I have a guest room for you to stay. But your neighbor walks his dog very late. If you want to see him, I can't accompany you. I have to go to bed early."

My friend nodded.

"It's okay. I can do it myself. By the way, do you have chocolate at home?"

the neighbor asked.

"Chocolate, yes.

I have chocolates at home that cost tens of yuan for 100g, 10 yuan for 500g, and the most expensive chocolates cost 10,000 yuan for 50g.

I can treat you to some, because there are too many.

Don't worry, those chocolates were given to me as a courtesy when others visited my home, and I don't mind sharing them with you at all.

If I don't finish them for too long, those chocolates may be seen by other guests and they may feel embarrassed, and then giving gifts is not a good relationship, but a bad relationship.

No matter what the reason is, I don't want to make things too awkward with them."

said the friend.

"That's even better."

The neighbor smiled at the friend.

"Let's go now before it gets dark."

The neighbor said to the friend.

"Okay."

The friend glanced at the sky outside the window and nodded.

They took the same car and entered the villa complex where Green lived.

At 12 o'clock midnight, Green put a rope on the Shoggoth and took it out.

After walking a few steps, the Shoggoth suddenly frowned and stood still in one place, as if there was something there.

Green followed its gaze and searched around with a flashlight, and found a piece of chocolate with pits and holes. Green

was startled, thinking that the Shoggoth had eaten it. He checked the Shoggoth's teeth and they were very good and clean. There was no trace of chocolate at all. It seemed that the Shoggoth did not eat it. Green breathed a sigh of relief

, found a plastic bag and a shovel, shoveled the soil and chocolate into the plastic bag with the shovel, and then tied a knot in the plastic bag.

Afterwards, he threw the tied plastic bag into the trash can, took the shovel home, and stuck it into the flower pot at home. The shovel was originally found in the flower pot at home.

"I think maybe someone accidentally dropped this thing, and then a bug ate part of it. It doesn't matter. Anyway, it's not something I dropped. Let's go out and play."

Green muttered to the shoggoth waiting beside him, and then he took the rope and went out with the shoggoth. Before leaving, he checked whether the door was closed.

After they walked around, they went home, but after they closed the door, a telescope emerged from the window not far away next door, flashing a little light.

There are two eyes in the telescope. The owner of these eyes is Green's former neighbor. He looked through the telescope at the place where he had thrown away the chocolate before, but there was no chocolate there.

He thought the chocolate had been eaten, and he was happy. Then he was worried that he was getting too proud of himself, so he quickly suppressed his joy with his willpower.

He put the telescope in front of his chest, and with difficulty suppressed the corners of his mouth. He said to himself with a smile, maybe the chocolate was thrown into the trash can, so don't be too happy now.

After thinking about it for a while, he picked up the telescope again to look at the nearest trash can. There seemed to be a small plastic bag in the trash can.

He frowned, and his joy disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by worry filling his heart.

"Impossible, impossible.

How can a dog be smart? You can't tell at ordinary times. How can it be smart if it's silent?

I've seen smart dogs before, but they don't look like that."

The neighbor walked back and forth, put the rope hanging around his neck back on the table next to him, and then wrapped the rope around the barrel of the telescope twice, opened the drawer and put the telescope back.

He exhaled, sat on the bed next to him, squinted his eyes, looked at the yellow closet opposite, turned on the pale light, and felt that his face was also pale.

He turned his head and glanced at the dressing mirror next to him.

The mirror was very blurry.

It was as if there was only a ghost in black clothes with a pale face in the room, and no one else.

He suddenly became scared and stood up from the bed, as if he had stepped on a spring.

He walked back and forth in the room.

He felt that he would not be able to sleep tonight, so he planned to go out and check again tomorrow morning. If the chocolate was really not there, he would look for it in the trash can.

Only by knowing where the chocolate was could he know whether his plan had succeeded.

In fact, to see whether this method was successful or not, he could also go to see if the dog he wanted to kill was still alive, but the dog rarely went out during the day, and it was impossible for it to go out alone.

He couldn't just run to someone else's house to check.

He didn't have the key to the door.

He didn't live in that house either.

He ran to the door for no reason. Even if he knocked on the door and opened it, what could he say to the person in the house?

In the past, he could say that he was the neighbor of the other party and gave him something to give him, but now he couldn't say that he was still the neighbor of the other party, right?

If the other party believed him, he was either a fool or planned to pay attention to him later, which was not a good thing for him.

Forget it, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so it's better not to be too eager for quick success.

He persuaded himself in this way, relaxed a little, took a shower, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

The next morning he overslept and opened his eyes around noon. He got up from the bed and opened the door. He found that the people outside were busy, so he closed the door again.

After a while, his friend came and knocked on the door.

"I heard you woke up, so I came to see you. If you want to eat something, I can ask the kitchen to prepare it, or do you want to go home now?"

asked the neighbor's friend.

"I don't plan to go home for the time being. I still have some things to do. If you have anything to do, just go by yourself. Don't worry about me. I can handle my own business."

The neighbor replied.

"Then do you have anything else to do? If there is anything I can help you with."

The friend smiled at him and asked.

The neighbor thought about it.

"Then I do want to ask you one thing. Did you go out today? Did you see your next-door neighbor? The one who was my neighbor before."

The neighbor asked nervously.

"If you are talking about that person, I saw him. He seemed to have something to do and left with his pet dog."

The friend nodded.

The neighbor's face suddenly became very bad. His whole face was almost black, as black as the ash at the bottom of a pot.

He felt his teeth hurt again, just like when his teeth are sensitive and a cold wind blows towards him when he opens his mouth, or like biting into a sour lemon.

Lemon juice flew out of his mouth, making his face wrinkled and his eyes unable to open, tears welling up.

He took two breaths, calmed himself down, and gave his friend a twisted smile.

"Excuse me, I want to rest for a while, can I?"

the neighbor asked the friend.

"Sure, you can rest here.

This room can always be prepared for you, but I do have something else to do, so if you don't want to eat or go home for the time being, then I'll leave first.

If you still want to find me for something, you can call me later, or I'll come home to see you after I finish my work and have time. What do you think?"

the friend asked with a smile.

The neighbor nodded.

The friend got up, opened the door and went out, waved to him, and closed the door again. The footsteps faded away, and it sounded like he was really leaving here to do something outside.

The neighbor sat back on the bed.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, rolled onto the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, and planned to take a nap and rest.

Maybe, when he wakes up, he will know that everything was a dream, and his friend will tell him that the dog is dead.