Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 35 Chance Encounter
For some reason, the authorities came and wanted to return the property left by my grandmother.

More than two years had passed since the incident. Hu Xiaobei had no intention of getting entangled with his grandfather's distant relatives and insisted on buying the property back with money.

When the dispute over the property occurred earlier, the distant relatives were already in the wrong.

At this time, Hu Xiaobei was able to buy back the old house at the market price, which was a way for them to repay kindness with kindness and solved a lot of trouble. How could they refuse?

Under official manipulation, the previous division of the property was invalidated and returned to Hu Xiaobei, and Hu Xiaobei personally compensated his distant relatives with 150,000 RMB.

Therefore, Hu Xiaobei no longer needed to pay taxes, and the procedures were more convenient. Within just one or two days, the property was returned to Hu Xiaobei's name.

In the end, the distant relatives got the better deal, but Hu Xiaobei didn't care about that. He just thought of it as being for the sake of his grandfather whom he had never met.

From then on, these so-called distant relatives will no longer have anything to do with me, and it can be considered a matter of cause and effect.

When Hu Xiaobei had time to come into the old house, he looked around and found that it no longer looked the same as it did before.

Fortunately, the house was relatively clean. I guess someone had cleaned it before.

After staying in the house for a long time, Hu Xiaobei sighed, closed the door silently, and no longer lingered.

Home is where grandma is. A house without grandma is just a house.

What's more, this place will eventually be demolished in a few years. External objects can never be kept, but people in the heart are good.

I walked slowly along the path that was both familiar and unfamiliar, wanting to remember everything in front of me, but subconsciously avoiding touching it.

Just like this, the spiritual perception ability is activated and gradually moves away until it is no longer familiar.

In the evening, Hu Xiaobei left the old district that carried the mottled memories of the past. He felt mixed emotions and was planning to rush back to school in the last rays of sunlight.

The dusk is like an invisible giant hand, gently but irresistibly embracing this old neighborhood.

The dim street lights gradually lit up, and the dim light tried to open up a small clear space.

The halo extended wantonly on the ground, casting long, short, crooked shadows, like a strange abstract painting.

Hu Xiaobei was still immersed in the memories of the past, but subconsciously kept his spiritual perception open.

In this special "field of vision", ordinary appearances faded away, and all the subtle movements and the breath hidden in the dark, like a horse running out of control, rushed into his perception range.

As he passed by an inconspicuous two-story bungalow, a chaotic and malicious scene, like a sharp alarm, suddenly exploded in his heart, causing him to perceive the "lake" as surging waves.

His eyes flashed, and he activated his shadow ability to instantly restrain the aura around him. He moved lightly close to the wall, and with his spiritual perception ability at its maximum range, he carefully "peeked" inside through the window covered in dust and stains.

There is a room on the second floor with no windows, only a solid wooden door.

The inside seemed to be stained with thick ink, dark and deep, and five small figures were shivering in the corner.

Their tender hands and feet were tightly bound with rough hemp ropes, and their mouths were cruelly sealed with tape, so they could only utter muffled sobs. The tears filled with fear were like beads with broken strings, swirling in their eye sockets, rolling down and soaking their clothes.

On the first floor, two burly men with fleshy faces were pacing back and forth with fierce and anxious expressions. One of them was smoking a cigarette with big puffs, and the flickering smoke reflected their hideous faces.

In the kitchen on the other side, an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman was cooking dinner while cursing in a low voice, completely unaware that her evil deeds had been seen through by a pair of sharp "eyes".

When Hu Xiaobei saw this, his spine seemed to be frozen by a bar of ice, and the chill rushed straight to his forehead, but the anger in his chest was burning fiercely and could explode at any time.

He suppressed his impulse and tiptoed back to the shadow of the corner. After a moment's thought, he made a plan.

He lifted his feet and pressed against the wall, then quietly climbed onto the roof of the two-story house in the twilight.

With a thought, the shadow began to sneak into another bedroom on the second floor through the gap in the window.

At this time, the human traffickers were all downstairs. There was no one in the house, but there was a mobile phone that was charging.

Shadow touched the phone lightly, and the light slowly lit up, showing 51% battery level.

He first muted his phone, then opened a few windows. Then, the phone quietly made its way down the dark passage to Hu Xiaobei. He continued to control the phone with his shadow, fiddling with his inky shadow fingers as he dialed the emergency number.

He lowered his voice and deliberately changed the tone, and described the situation in the house briefly and clearly in fluent Jiangcheng dialect with the vicissitudes and resentment unique to middle-aged people.

After accurately reporting the address and being told not to call back, the operator's calm and powerful response came from the other end of the phone.

I hung up the phone, deleted the call history, switched to normal mode, and turned off the phone.

After another operation, the phone was quietly put back to its original place and plugged in the power supply.

Only after finishing these will we be safe.

Hu Xiaobei's nerves were tense, his brain working rapidly, secretly thinking about how to deal with it if the traffickers became suspicious in advance and tried to transfer the child.

A few minutes later, fate seemed to play a joke.

A creaking, dilapidated van slowly approached, raised a cloud of choking dust, and came to an abrupt stop in front of the house.

The car door creaked open, and three more people rushed out, all wearing masks and looking hurried. Two of them looked around as if looking for something, and one of them walked into the house eagerly and quickly yelled at his accomplices inside.

Then he waved his hand, pretended to go upstairs, and shouted to move the children in the house to the car.

Hu Xiaobei's heart suddenly jumped to his throat, and his breathing was so rapid that it seemed as if it was going to tear his chest apart.

I was so clever and planned everything, but I didn't expect that I would end up in this situation.

At this moment, he could clearly hear the pounding of his own heartbeat, like the rapid beat of a drum beating wildly in his ears.

The wind carried the heavy breathing and low curses of the gangster in the house, which "drilled" into his ears, and every syllable seemed to pull at his tense nerves.

In the blink of an eye, Hu Xiaobei activated his shadow ability.

In an instant, the originally lazy shadow under his feet seemed to be injected with vitality, just like a smart black silk, winding and snaking along the wall and quickly sneaking into the inner door frame of the second floor.

At this time, there were confused, helpless and terrified children in the house, and outside the house was a murderer who was coming with a sharp knife.

Shadows overlap and entwine with each other in the inner door frame, blending and solidifying with each other as if they have life.

In the blink of an eye, the inner door was secretly constructed into a dark and deep "barrier" that conforms to the mechanical structure.

The human trafficker was taking three or two steps up to the second floor and preparing to open the door, but somehow, he seemed to be tripped and fell at the last step.

He slid back, knocking his accomplice behind him to stagger, and the keys in his hand accidentally fell away.

When he got up to look for it, he couldn't find it.

The human trafficker became angry upon seeing this, and didn't care whether there was a key or not. He first tried to open the door but failed, and then kicked the inner door hard.

I thought I could easily kick open the inner door, but I forgot that this door was specially reinforced to prevent children from escaping.

This kick was like kicking a towering rock, but the door did not move at all. After several kicks, only dull pain came from the soles of his feet.

"Holy crap, this is weird!"

The trafficker's eyes widened, his face filled with shock, anger and confusion. He cursed and turned around to call his companions.

"Brothers, come quickly, this door seems to be stuck by something, it's very evil!"

Hearing the sound, several people gathered like a pack of vicious wolves, some kicked wildly, and some rammed the door with their shoulders, but the inner door seemed to be rooted in the earth, as solid as Mount Tai.

No matter how much they tossed it around, it only vibrated slightly and made some dull sounds.

(End of this chapter)