There was nothing unexpected, but it was as anticipated. Director Zhang never thought that Xiao Gu could know anything, the surveillance showed it clearly—
At that time, Mr. Ding was in the duty room, Xiao Gu walked past outside, they just exchanged a few words from a distance and greeted, without any contact at all. Moreover, after Xiao Gu left, Mr. Ding did not experience any situations, the incident of "being possessed" happened an hour later.
To put it bluntly, it’s difficult even to extort him, especially with things like "being possessed".
So this middle-aged woman was vague, saying something like the public security hasn’t been good lately and warned him to be careful, glossing over the real reason for asking questions. And Gu Mo certainly knew it was not due to this reason, though he couldn’t figure out the specifics. He just thought Old Ding had started rumor-mongering again, using his talent for gossip.
This made him wonder whether Old Ding’s imagination could soar to such heights—just seeing short sleeves and immediately thinking of bare arms—or if his behavior was indeed suspicious, appearing flawed and questionable in others’ eyes...
—Or was he really just so obvious, appearing so full of flaws and suspicions?
But it’s not too late to fix it. He has already decided to play the role of a normal person starting now, so no one would see any problems.
Going home, he first took a shower, then threw the washed clothes into the washing machine, tidied up everything, dried his hair, and then lay down on the bed. After this series of actions, he picked up his phone and was surprised to see he still had roughly half an hour left.
Sighing lightly, Gu Mo didn’t know if he should be happy about it, indicating he seemed to be gradually adapting to the current rhythm... Were people really forced to adapt like this?
But it’s an unavoidable situation, what else can he do except adapt now?
"Perhaps it’s time to consider moving."
Recalling being stopped and questioned by Director Zhang, this thought uncontrollably arose in his mind, and Gu Mo began to search for nearby rental services on his phone. Though it seemed a bit paranoid, he felt it was safer.
This community is mainly populated by seniors, and Old Ding is just one of the more talkative ones, but definitely not the only one, nor the strongest in gossiping prowess. What’s more terrifying is that this group of seniors are probably fans of teamwork, knowing that "combining enhances power," often gathering to create wild tales, amplifying their gossip power exponentially...
He was really stupid initially to think this place had good conditions and decided to move here.
So it’s better to relocate to another place where no one knows him... Well, no need to move too far, given nowadays people’s social circles in cities are fragmented, often people in a community don’t fully know each other.
Unlike rural areas where if you leave your village, the neighboring village, or the one next to it, someone might have heard of you, or could be related to you...
So as long as he moves two streets away, those from this community might not be able to find him, and after a while they should forget about him anyway.
"Hmm, it would be best to move near that restaurant. If it’s really close, even if they haven’t started takeout, they should be able to reserve a meal for me..."
Thinking of this, Gu Mo became more determined to move.
Perhaps it’s really his imagination and delusions causing it. He wandered around yesterday night, looking for food in various cities’ night stalls and found those things hard to swallow.
"Hmm, what was the name of that street before?"
Raising his head and pondering for a bit, Gu Mo found he hadn’t paid attention to such information, and couldn’t use it to search for nearby rental business as such... He thought for a moment and opened the food delivery app, typed "Happiness Restaurant" as the keyword.
Clicking on search, within less than a second, a new page popped up.
"Pingxing Restaurant," "Xingping Dining," "Happiness Restaurant"...
A list of similar search results came up, the closest "Pingxing Restaurant" was 8.7 kilometers away, and couldn’t find the intended one.
He raised a brow, Gu Mo wasn’t surprised, he had anticipated it. After all, the place doesn’t even have mobile payment options, so it makes sense the shop isn’t registered for deliveries.
"Forget it, I’ll check it out tomorrow instead."
Looking at the time on the phone, he sighed deeply, put down the phone, adjusted his posture with hands on head, trying to sleep comfortably... He knew what’s going to happen next, as time approaches, he would black out, lose consciousness completely.
When he opens his eyes again, with perceptive and thinking abilities back online, it would be midnight, the early morning of the next day, feeling fully refreshed.