49. Can You See It Too?

Shen Xing glanced at Feifei. He also felt that the yin energy in the room was very heavy. He wasn't sure if it was psychological or for some other reason, but he felt uncomfortable.

"You wait outside the door first. I'll open the windows to let in some air."

Thinking that children should avoid unclean things as much as possible, Shen Xing gave instructions and stepped into the room. Pinching his nose, he first opened all the living room windows, then went to the bedroom and bathroom to open the other windows.

The ventilation in the room improved, but even during the day, the light in this third-floor apartment was not very sufficient, so he simply turned on all the lights in the room.

He went to the bathroom to get a basin of clean water, and after dampening a rag, he began to wipe the tables, sofa, TV cabinet...

After Feifei entered the room, she picked up a broom and went into the bedroom, carefully sweeping dust outwards from inside.

The room was indeed very dirty. After the homicide, law enforcement officers had entered countless times. At first, before investigating the scene, they were cautious, afraid of damaging the evidence.

But after collecting the evidence from the scene, the officers no longer had any reservations, resulting in countless footprints left in the room. Moreover, because no one had lived there for a long time, a layer of dust had settled on the surfaces of the furniture.

The two worked separately. After Feifei cleaned the inner rooms, Shen Xing also finished wiping down all the furniture.

Looking at the floor of the living room, Shen Xing looked up and said to Feifei, "I'll clean the living room floor."

After saying that, he went to the bathroom to wash the mop. After wringing out some of the water, he brought it over and walked directly to the living room entrance, squatting down to look at the floor.

In the patterns of the floor tiles and the gaps between them, there was a large amount of dark, solidified filth. At first glance, it looked like it was just dirty, but Shen Xing knew very well that these were dried bloodstains.

To prevent Feifei from being triggered by the horrific memories deep within her heart when she cleaned this area, he chose to clean this place first.

He wiped it repeatedly with the mop, then wrapped the rag into strips and meticulously wiped away all the bloodstains in the gaps between the floor tiles. After mopping again, he confirmed that not a single trace of solidified blood could be seen in this area.

After finishing this, Shen Xing felt something unusual behind him. He turned around and saw Feifei sitting on the sofa, staring intently at the floor he had just cleaned, her eyes filled with tears.

Seeing Shen Xing look over, she immediately reached out and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

She lowered her head and opened her schoolbag, taking out her textbooks and toys, and walked towards her bedroom.

Shen Xing sighed inwardly and said, "Don't go to the bed first. The bedsheets and quilts need to be changed, and the cotton wadding needs to be taken outside to sunbathe and kill mold."

"Okay, I'll tidy up my desk," Feifei replied from inside.

After cleaning the entire living room floor, the musty smell in the room finally disappeared.

Shen Xing stood up. If he had been working hunched over for a long time like this in the past, his back would have started to ache, but now, after his physical strength had improved, he felt nothing.

He packed the unwanted items in the room into trash bags and took them to the stairwell, planning to throw them away later when he went downstairs.

Shen Xing returned to the sofa in the room to rest, while also observing how his workbench and wooden carving stand could fit in the room.

Not only that, but upstairs there were also Ye Ting's clothes and daily necessities. The original owner of the body had not thrown these away but had kept them well.

The current Shen Xing had no intention of throwing them away either. With the downstairs room being more spacious, it would be easier to find a place to store these items.

Taking advantage of a moment of rest, he took out his phone and flipped through the photos he had just taken.

These were taken earlier at the Civil Affairs Office when signing the adoption agreement. According to the procedure, he could not take the agreement directly yet. He had to wait for a three-month observation period before the authorities would officially issue it to him.

Of course, he could take a photo beforehand as a record.

His fingertips slid, turning past this photo, and displayed the surveillance video that Officer Ma Jinlong had sent him last time.

Shen Xing hesitated for a moment and opened the video again.

The familiar scene appeared. This was the last footage of Ye Ting that could be found so far.

"Xiao Shen! Xiao Shen!"

Just then, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the stairwell outside the living room.

Shen Xing looked up and saw Auntie Shen, who lived on the fifth floor and shared the same surname as him, standing there with a look of surprise. Her eyes were wide open, staring at him with almost terror.

Shen Xing quickly put down his phone and walked out.

"Auntie Shen."

"You... you... how... this room... that woman..." Auntie Shen became incoherent.

Shen Xing knew what she wanted to say. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous! It's like this, I've adopted Lin Wanru's daughter, Lin Feifei. I thought the place would be more spacious, so Feifei and I are cleaning this room, preparing to move in."

Auntie Shen's expression remained terrified, as if she were listening to a fantasy. She didn't seem to understand, just shaking her head, "You're in this room... so brave. That... that Miss Lin, I heard she died... very horribly! Right... right there, lying down..."

As she spoke, she reached out as if to point to the living room door, but Auntie Shen seemed to suddenly fear something, quickly retracted her hand, and hurried upstairs.

After taking a few steps, she turned back and reminded him worriedly, "Go to 'Old Liu Fortune Telling' at the end of the street and invite Liu Yishou over. Even if you're going to live here, you should ask someone to perform a ritual at home."

After speaking, Auntie Shen seemed to be followed by something, and she ran all the way, taking three steps at a time, disappearing around the corner of the stairs. Her speed was no less than rushing for a bus in the morning or rushing into a supermarket to grab discounted goods.

Shen Xing chuckled to himself, stared at the stairs, and after a long while, muttered, "Liu Yishou, isn't he the one who sells grilled fish?"

Returning to the room, Feifei had already finished tidying the bedroom and came to the living room. She might be thirsty. She originally wanted to get water from the water dispenser, but then she remembered that the water had been sitting for so long and was definitely undrinkable.

"You can drink it upstairs later. I'll wash the water dispenser tomorrow and replace it with a new barrel of 'Lehehe' water," Shen Xing said.

"Okay," Feifei nodded, picked up her schoolbag from the sofa, and prepared to put it back in the bedroom.

However, she then pointed to the phone on the table. The screen was still lit.

"Uncle Shen, was that Aunt Ye on the phone just now?"

Shen Xing glanced at the phone with its lit screen. He thought he had rushed out earlier and might not have paid attention to turning off the video, and Feifei had seen it. He then shook his head and said, "No."

"Oh," Feifei walked to the bedroom door with her schoolbag and mumbled softly, "Auntie Ye was looking at me in the video just now. I thought she found out you were secretly filming her."

Hearing this, Shen Xing's whole body trembled violently.

"What?! You can see it?"