She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Yan Zhan was not annoyed when the call was hung up. Instead, he quickly broke the defense of Lin Yi's phone, turned on the navigation, and chased in the direction where he was.

But this navigation address is too familiar.

How come it's there?

Lin Yi had already arrived at his destination. He parked his bicycle outside and entered the community alone.

"Please open the door." Lin Yi knocked on the guard's window.

"Uncle, why haven't I seen you before? You are not from our community, right?" The guard stuck his head out and looked at Lin Yi carefully.

He was dressed a little strangely.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "I just moved here this semester. My child is in high school, and my son and daughter-in-law are busy with work and have no time to take care of the child, so only we old people can come here."

"Oh, so which building and which household do you live in?" The guard was still a little skeptical.

However, he also knows that new residents move into the community every year, and there are even more people who rent houses here and raise their children.

The security guard cannot know every resident and can only remember as many as possible.

"Building 2, ninth floor."

He put his hands in his pockets and soon the phone started ringing.

He picked up the phone and said, "Hey, my dear grandson, Grandpa will be back soon. Wait for me. I bought you a midnight snack."

Hearing what he said, the guard guessed that he had a grandson who loved to study, so he did not delay and quickly opened the door for him.

After Lin Yi went in, he hung up the phone immediately.

At the same time, the SIM card of another mobile phone was pulled out, the phone was disassembled and thrown into the community trash can.

Probably less than ten minutes passed.

After eating and drinking, Manshu and Wang Yi returned to the community.

When I passed by the guard room, I gave the guard a piece of grilled gluten.

"Uncle, are you still awake?" Manshu was quite familiar with the security guard and would occasionally bring food to the security guard.

The security guard occasionally brought her some food from home.

Don’t take the child’s food for nothing.

The guard took the noodle and took a bite before saying, "Oh, I was dozing off when an old man knocked on the window and woke me up. He said he didn't bring his key with him."

"The gluten is well roasted today, and it's chewy." The guard gave Manshu a thumbs up. "By the way, he said he's a new tenant who moved into the ninth floor of Building 2, and he has a tall grandson. Isn't the ninth floor of Building 2 the same floor as yours?"

Manshu's expression changed slightly: "Uncle, there is no old man on the ninth floor of Building 2."

She knew the other resident.

There were new people moving in, but there was no bachelor, just two young people, twins.

"How is that possible? I clearly heard him talking to his grandson on the phone. Oh no, could that old man be a thief?" The security guard slapped his thigh and was about to get up and go with Manshu to check the situation.

"No wonder that guy wore a peaked cap and dressed like a decent person. I was fooled by him for a while."

"Don't worry." Manshu waved his hand at the security guard, "Maybe he remembered the wrong building. I'll go home and check first."

If the other party really wants to go to the ninth floor of Building 2, he will definitely meet her.

"Personally, patrol the neighborhood and see if you can find that person."

"How can that be possible? It would be dangerous for you two little girls to go back. What if he just stepped on it and went to your house?"

The security guard often helped Grandma Yan carry heavy things upstairs and was quite familiar with Manshu's home.

"Don't be afraid. Didn't I learn martial arts from Grandpa Xu? I can easily beat two people by myself." Manshu said with a smile.

Wang Yi was a little scared at first, but after hearing what Manshu said, he also said, "Yes, I am also good at fighting."

She grew up with Manshu. When Manshu was bullied as a child, she and Chen Chuan would take the lead in fighting with others.

The security guard was still worried, but he had to admit that Manshu's proposal was better.

"Okay, then if you encounter anything, remember to shout for help, or I'll get you an electric baton."

"No need, uncle, you go on patrol. I..." Before Manshu could finish his words, his cell phone rang.