117: Chapter 117 Strange Noises from the Rooftop

Chen Sheng asked the owner for a bag to pack the discs, then decisively scanned the QR code to pay. After confirming the payment was successful, he carried the bag and left in a flash.

Back in the car, Chen Sheng took out hoh xil, removed the outer packaging, and immediately saw the signature on it. Looking at the disc surface, it was clearly printed with Seven Dimensions... no, eight degrees of space.

As someone who had lived through that era, he was familiar with Jay Chou's third album, eight degrees of space, released in July 2002.

However, looking at this signed album, Chen Sheng couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh~ what a pity."

He didn't know who the careless previous owner of this signed album was, putting eight degrees of space inside hoh xil. Now that the album was missing its original outer packaging, the price would have to be cut in half.

No wonder the intelligence system's estimated price was 5,000 to 20,000 yuan. Chen Sheng even felt that because of the missing outer packaging, it would be hard to sell for even 5,000 yuan unless he found someone who truly loved this album.

Even though it would be hard to sell, after taking comprehensive photos of the disc and listing it on a second-hand platform, Chen Sheng still set the price at 10,000 yuan.

Whether it could be sold was one thing, but he absolutely wouldn't sell it for cheap. At worst, he'd keep it in his own collection; maybe the price would rise even further by the time it was passed down to future generations.

After finishing with the disc, Chen Sheng opened an international financial trading app and used all 110,000 yuan he earned today to buy gold futures.

With this, Chen Sheng had already invested 230,000 yuan in gold futures, plus 500,000 yuan in oil futures, totaling 730,000 yuan.

If he included A Small Shop Here valued at 100,000 yuan, the new energy vehicle currently worth 60,000 yuan, An Xiaonuan's savings, and the household assets they'd acquired over the years...

After some calculation, a curve couldn't help but form at the corners of Chen Sheng's mouth. "I guess I'm a man with a million-yuan net worth now."

He believed that once the two market trends ended... no, it wouldn't take that long. Just a bit more time, and a million-yuan savings would no longer be a dream spoken of in conversation, but a reality more real than anything else.

After a moment of self-admiration, Chen Sheng put the disc in the trunk and started the car, heading toward Jingjiang Donghu Garden Residential Area.

When the car reached the vicinity of the residential area, Chen Sheng bought a large bag of fruit at a fruit shop not far away, focusing on grapes and crimson grapes. It was said that eating more of these during pregnancy helped the baby's eyes grow large and round.

However, when he carried the fruit home, he was greeted by a different scene.

He saw An Xiaonuan sitting on the sofa, irritably clutching her hair. "You're finally back."

Before Chen Sheng could speak, An Xiaonuan suddenly jumped up from the sofa, grabbed his hand, and dragged him toward the door, saying, "Come on, follow me upstairs."

"Wait! What's wrong?" Chen Sheng quickly pulled... no, hugged An Xiaonuan, who was about to transform into a Tyrannomon. "I just got back; you have to tell me what happened first."

However, just as Chen Sheng asked this question, a "thud-thud-thud" sound suddenly came from the ceiling.

Then, An Xiaonuan's exasperated voice rang out, "Listen, listen for yourself. It's late at night, and the people upstairs aren't sleeping; they've been tearing the house down."

After a series of "thud-thud-thuds," the sound disappeared.

Seeing this, Chen Sheng placed the bag he was carrying on the table and comforted her, "Don't be angry anymore. It's not worth getting upset over such a small thing. This hasn't happened before, so they probably ran into something. Maybe the couple upstairs is having a fight. If we go up now, wouldn't we just be adding fuel to the fire?"

"Stop fooling me." Still in a fit of rage, An Xiaonuan brushed off Chen Sheng's hand and stomped toward the sofa, grumbling as she walked, "A couple fighting? It's been banging non-stop since before eight o'clock. If it were a couple fighting, they'd have knocked each other's brains out by now."

"Holy crap!" An Xiaonuan's seemingly casual deduction gave Chen Sheng a fright. Seeing the unfriendly look she shot him, Chen Sheng explained with a horrified expression, "There couldn't have been a murder upstairs, right?"

Originally, he thought that while the people around him weren't exactly saints, they were at least normally calculating. But since learning that someone like Cao Zan was lurking nearby, his previous view had been overturned. Now, it wasn't impossible for a murder to suddenly pop up nearby, or for a murderer to be hiding in the vicinity.

Hearing Chen Sheng's words, An Xiaonuan's face turned pale. She scurried to his side, grabbed his arm, and said fearfully, "It couldn't really be a murder, could it?"

The two looked at each other in dismay. Chen Sheng couldn't help but swallow hard. "We've lived here for so long and have never encountered anything like this..."

Just then, another series of "thud-thud-thuds" came from the ceiling.

An Xiaonuan's body instinctively shuddered, and she leaned closer to Chen Sheng. Thinking about how she had almost gone upstairs to confront them, she also couldn't help but swallow hard. "Maybe we should call the police."

With that, she prepared to grab her phone from the sofa.

Chen Sheng quickly stopped her. "Wait, not yet."

Facing An Xiaonuan's puzzled gaze, Chen Sheng steadied himself and explained, "Think about it. Right now, everything is just our speculation. If they're just fighting up there and we rashly call the police, they might think we're being nosy, and wouldn't we just be looking for trouble?"

"Then... let's wait a bit longer."

"Yeah, let's observe a bit more."

Just after he said that, another series of "thud-thud-thuds" echoed from the ceiling.

Chen Sheng finally understood why An Xiaonuan was so frantic earlier; he would be the same in her position.

Chen Sheng took a deep breath and forced a smile. "I bought a lot of fruit today, all your favorites. How about I wash some for you?"

"How could I have an appetite right now!" An Xiaonuan complained first, then changed her tune, "Forget it, just wash some."

"Alright! Go turn on the TV. We can test out the new one." The large LCD TV they won from the golden egg event the day before yesterday had been installed by a technician from the manufacturer yesterday after the supermarket contacted them.

Not only was the new TV installed, but they even took away the old one for recycling.

Unfortunately, the two usually didn't have the habit of watching TV. Chen Sheng liked scrolling through TikTok on his phone; watching things like Seth Debold transporting bananas, Forged in Fire, or Man vs. Wild was much more interesting than the romance dramas on TV.

As for An Xiaonuan, she used to like casting dramas from her phone to the TV.

Now, though...

Since short dramas became a hit, she found following regular dramas too agonizing, so she unhesitatingly threw herself into the embrace of short dramas.

So, after the TV was installed yesterday, it was only turned on during the initial setup and then selectively forgotten.

Now that Chen Sheng suddenly mentioned it, An Xiaonuan had a moment of realization. "Right, the TV! I'll turn the volume up so I won't hear those noises."

Honestly, An Xiaonuan's idea was sound.

But then another problem arose. After the TV volume was increased, the noise from upstairs was indeed muffled, but her ears were filled with the TV's sound, which became unbearable after a while.

Not only that, about half an hour later, there was a "thud-thud-thud" knock at the door.

Chen Sheng opened the door to check.

He saw a man living next door standing at the door with a bag of fruit. Seeing Chen Sheng open the door, the man first handed the fruit to him, then said apologetically, "Um, Little Brother Chen, look, it's getting late, and my child still hasn't finished his homework. Could I trouble you to turn down the TV volume a bit?"

This single sentence made both Chen Sheng and An Xiaonuan, who was behind him, blush deeply. Chen Sheng slapped his forehead and quickly apologized, "Brother Wang, I'm so sorry. I was so frustrated I lost my head and forgot Little Wang still needs to study. I'll turn the volume down right away."

While Chen Sheng was apologizing to the neighbor, An Xiaonuan had already rushed to the living room and turned off the TV.

Just then, the "thud-thud-thud" sound came from the ceiling again.

Chen Sheng gave a bitter smile and pointed to the ceiling, explaining to the neighbor, "Brother Wang, listen. I don't know what's wrong with the neighbor upstairs tonight, but this noise hasn't stopped all evening. That's why I thought of turning up the TV."

"I'm really sorry." While apologizing, Chen Sheng quickly tried to hand the fruit back to his neighbor.

He felt too embarrassed to accept it.

But the neighbor was a considerate person; since he'd given it, he had no intention of taking it back. Seeing Chen Sheng return the fruit, he quickly stopped him with his hand. "They're just some small apples from my hometown. Please, don't refuse."

Pushing the fruit back to Chen Sheng, the neighbor pointed to the ceiling and changed the subject, "Was it always like this before?"

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