Clotheslines, some with wire and some with ropes, were twisted and twisted, and there were a few clothes hanging on them. When I looked at it at night, it seemed like someone was there.
Huang Dan held up his mobile phone, and the light from the flashlight swept around, but he didn't see anyone. He took off his clothes and walked forward. If he really wanted to fight with the murderer, he didn't need to be afraid.
The time to leave this world has not come, and Huang Dan has the body of immortality.
However, after being dismembered, it is difficult to say if the body is incomplete. Huang Dan unconsciously thought about it, and stopped in a split second. He accidentally kicked a small stone.
The small stone flew out and fell into the corner, making a crisp sound when it landed.
Huang Dan held his breath and walked to the corner step by step. He heard the sound of the wind blowing the clothesline, his heartbeat, and the sound of sneakers scraping the ground.
The light of the flashlight went straight, and everything in the corner was exposed in front of Huang Dan, and there was nothing.
A drop of cold sweat slid down his heart, Huang Dan stretched his hand behind him and scratched through his t-shirt. He frowned and looked around, feeling a little disappointed, followed by heaviness.
It wasn't long before the original owner came, and Huang Dan came for a shorter period of time. Obviously, the murderer was more familiar with this place than the two of them combined. He hid himself, and he couldn't find it.
Huang Dan left from the rooftop. When he went down to the fourth floor, someone pushed him behind his back. He fell forward, rolled down the steps, and fell into the corridor. Without delay, he immediately got up and went up. run.
There was a sound of the door opening on the fifth floor. Huang Danyuan was about to go to the rooftop, and he made a face-to-face with Wang Zhi who was at the door.
Wang Zhi opened his mouth first, "Ji Shiyu, why are you here?"
Huang Dan looked at Wang Zhi and did not speak.
Wang Zhi's eyes widened behind the lens, "Damn, your head is bleeding!"
Huang Dan didn't feel the pain, he wiped his hand, and when he saw the blood, he knew that his forehead had broken. He wiped his blood-stained hand on his clothes at will, "Why are you at the door so late?"
Wang Zhi rolled his eyes, "I still want to ask you."
Huang Dan was expressionless, "I asked you first."
Wang Zhixu smiled, "Why are you so serious? It's scary."
He took off his glasses, smoothed the hair in front of his forehead, and put them on again, "Business is better at night than during the day, I'm busy here, and in the early morning, I have to study keywords and adjust the prices of things in the store. A lot of them can't sleep before two or three o'clock."
Huang Dan stared at Wang Zhi without saying a word.
Wang Zhi shrugged, "Come here, I want to make a bowl of instant noodles for myself. Suddenly, I heard footsteps running up and down outside, so I opened the door curiously to see who was suffering from a menstrual disease so late and didn't sleep."
He smacked his lips, "To be honest, my brain was caught in the door tonight. If it's normal, no matter how big the movement is, I won't come out to see it."
Huang Dan frowned, Wang Zhi was wearing superman's pajamas and pajamas, and flip-flops on his feet. The vigilance and exploration in his eyes faded, not disappearing, but hiding deeper.
Wang Zhi's appearance was too coincidental.
Coincidentally, Huang Dan had to be suspicious of him.
Huang Dan listed him as the first suspect, "Then what did you see?"
Wang Zhi stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "It's far in the sky, but it's right in front of you."
"Ji Shiyu, you're getting more and more arrogant. There's blood on your head, and it's like you're nothing."
Huang Dan ignored Wang Zhi's ridicule. He looked at the stacked cardboard boxes. They were large and small, and they were very messy. "Where did these cardboard boxes come from?"
Wang Zhi looked like he didn't know why, "It's all collected in the supermarket and used for packing."
Huang Dan's eyes fell on the relatively large cardboard boxes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Wang Zhi raised his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulder, "It's time, what cardboard box is it, hurry into the house with me, and I'll wipe the blood off your head."
Huang Dan took Wang Zhi's hand away, bent over to hold the cardboard boxes, and threw them out one by one.
Wang Zhi was dumbfounded, "Hey, Ji Shiyu, what scriptures did you post?"
Huang Dan did not respond, his speed became faster and faster, and soon the last cardboard box was left untouched.
Wang Zhi held Huang Dan, "Dude, have you been hit in the head?"
Huang Dan kicked the cardboard box with his foot, but he didn't show much disappointment, as he expected nothing.
The reason for this is to observe Wang Zhi's color.
Huang Dan looked up at Wang Zhi, looked past him, and landed on the door of 501 behind him.
Always empty.
Wang Zhi's house is in the middle and can be turned to 501 from his balcony.
Huang Dan entered Wang Zhi's house and went straight to the balcony.
Wang Zhi leaned out