Uncle, he saw the other party climbed to the fourth floor and climbed up, so he followed, "Uncle, you live on the third floor."
Uncle Liu said he knew, "I'll go to the fifth floor to buy slippers."
Huang Dan was stunned. The old man sometimes regarded reality as decades ago, and sometimes he was not so crazy. For example, now, he also knows that there is a Taobao shop on the fifth floor that sells slippers.
"That one is no longer for sale."
"Not for sale? Why? I told him to come and buy it!"
Uncle Liu babbled, "Why don't they sell them? Where can I buy slippers? What can I wear without slippers? My feet are so cold..."
Huang Dan glanced at the shoes on the old man's feet and said nothing.
Uncle Liu suddenly turned around.
Huang Dan was startled. He always thought that people were scarier than ghosts. This idea never changed, "Master, what's the matter?"
Uncle Liu asked, "Slippers are not sold on the fifth floor?"
Huang Dan nodded, "Well, it's not for sale."
Uncle Liu suddenly lost his temper, "Where are the slippers? Where are my slippers? Why did you steal my shoes?"
As he spoke, he scolded without a word. One moment was the past decades ago, the next moment was when his wife was still there, and the moment was now.
Huang Dan was afraid that the old man would fall down the stairs, so he helped him all the way back to the house on the third floor.
The door of 303 was closed, and Sun Siqing did not know where he was going. Huang Dan remembered that he had said that he had a sum of money to take, and there was no follow-up. It might be an accident with the money.
Among the residents on the third, fourth, and fifth floors, two were murdered and one was arrested, which became a casual talk for the neighbors in the afternoon and evening.
They seem to have accepted a deadly reason, they feel that they are wronged and have their own debts.
That night, Huang Dan didn't sleep very well, probably because the land bandit was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he turned on the air conditioner a little too high.
In a daze, Huang Dan suddenly heard a voice, his eyelids moved, and he opened it immediately in the next second.
The voice was familiar to Huang Dan. He heard it the night he was drinking at Sun Siqing's house. It was the sound of shoes being thrown up, dropped, thrown up, and dropped.
Huang Dan's eyelids twitched. He was about to push the man beside the pillow when he was pulled by his hand. In his ear was a deliberately lowered voice with reassuring power, "Don't worry about it."
In the middle of the night, the neighbors all closed their doors and fell into a deep sleep. Even if one or two night owls were still struggling to play games, watch movies, or rush to work, they vaguely heard footsteps going up and down the stairs, and it was unclear which one was. People, who are you going to.
Not to mention that just because he heard footsteps in the corridor, he opened the door and went out to see who was outside. No one would be so idle that they would not sleep so late.
The sound of shoes being tossed and falling continued, irritating the ends of the meridians with an eerie frequency.
Huang Dan raised his head from the man's arms, "Go and have a look."
The land bandit wrapped the man around his chest and said angrily, "Watch your ass, go to sleep!"
Huang Dan said, "Lu Bandit, that person is waiting for us."
Bandit Lu patted the young man on the head, but his strength was not heavy, "First, he was beaten in the head, almost died, and then he was pushed down the stairs, his nose was bruised, his face was bruised, and he was bruised. He was stabbed a few days ago and was in the hospital. Half-dead, you haven't learned enough lessons, haven't you? Ji Shiyu, I don't want to see your dead face anymore, do you hear me?"
Huang Dan sighed in his heart, if it were in the real world, he would never care.
Forced by the situation, he had no choice.
The surprise mentioned by the third brother, Huang Dan thought about a lot of possibilities, he listed the probabilities that the probabilities would be verified one by one, and finally found that the most probable possibility was related to the origin of the man’s identity, so he had to fight for it. .
The sound was still there, and the person who threw the shoes was extraordinarily persevering and disciplined. There was no movement towards the door or the next door. Maybe he heard it, pretended not to hear it, or didn't hear it.
Huang Dan believes that it is the former.
The night is very quiet, and any sound will be amplified, so the sound of the shoes being thrown and falling is very clear, like a naughty child who sneaked out after the adults were not paying attention. Sick patients, laughing and playing with shoes, hoping to get some attention.
The land bandit cursed in a low voice, he sat up in the dark, touched the switch on the wall and turned on the light on the bedside table.
Huang Dan closed his eyes and opened them, "I'll go with you, bring Qiāng, everything will be fine."
The Lu bandit frowned and glanced at the young man, and said without a smile, "If the police care about half of you, the case will be fine.