The firmament is tossing and turning.
She had always slept lightly, and the slightest sound could wake her up.
In the middle of the night, when the spirit was hazy, there was a rustling of footsteps in the air.
The footsteps sounded at the bottom of the corridor at first, wandered up and down, and finally stopped at their floor.
Qiong Cang originally thought it was a late guest, but he would leave soon after figuring out, after all, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.
I don't want to be quiet for a while outside, and some other strange movements sounded again, accompanied by the characters' deliberately suppressed dialogue.
When the five senses are incomplete, it is easy to make excessive associations, especially at midnight.
Qiong turned off the lights in the bedroom, sat up, leaned against the bedside to identify those strange sounds, and connected it with the picture.
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She counted it, and there were about the sound of several objects of different materials colliding, the tumbling sound of some kind of liquid, and then there was a rough friction sound, as if something was scratching against the wall, with lime Blocks rustled.
The sound of peeling the wall was so close, it was so real that it seemed to be separated from her by a wall.
Finally, the lively Qiong came back to his senses.
... This is a litter of huskies who want to demolish her home
Qiongcang got up and got out of bed, went to the computer room, turned on the computer, and checked the surveillance video installed above the door.
In the darkness of the night, in the corridor illuminated by the dim yellow sensor lights, four or five people were standing in front of her door, doing their best.
Due to the angle of the camera, the location of the wall could not be photographed, but from the messy ground and the paint bucket kicked over to the side, it is completely conceivable what this group of people did just now.
Qionggong laughed angrily, pressing his neck and moving his bones.
In the surveillance, two are men and women in their thirties, and two are elderly couples with dyed white hair on their heads. Depending on their age, they may be over seventy.
Qiongcang logged into the WeChat alarm platform and sent the video and his address, saying that someone was planning to enter the house illegally in the middle of the night.
The opposite side accepted it quickly and said that the police would be dispatched as soon as possible, so that she would temporarily stay in a safe room and wait for the police to respond.
Qiong went to the balcony to grab a broom, held one end of the long pole in front, tried the weight, and then went over to open the door with bare feet.
When she opened the security door, the young man was bending over and fiddling with her door lock, preparing to stuff something inside. Seeing her suddenly, the stunned expression on his face could not be put away in time.
Qiongcang raised his eyebrows, took a step back, and asked, "Who are you?"
The four were stunned for a while, but they didn't want to run.
Qiong Cang tilted his head and saw the pattern painted on the back of the door panel.
They wrote the name of the sky in red paint, and wrote a big word "death" below it, and a few unsightly swear words.
The paint didn't dry as quickly, and the red liquid slid down, pulling out several straight lines.
With this atmosphere, this lighting, this scene, it is really scary.
Qiong Cang's eyes when looking at the four people on the opposite side were instantly wrong.
Comparing with mental patients in general, it seems that the gains outweigh the losses.
The sturdy old lady stepped forward, blocked the others with her body, and shouted at her with her neck stuck, "What are you doing
What are you staring at
Don't think I'm afraid of you, just step on my old woman if you can! Let me tell you, I have a heart attack in my third high school, and maybe I will die when I lie down. You dare to touch me and try! "
The sky is eye-opening.
In ancient times, there was a human wall composed of women, children, the old and the weak to defend against the enemy army. I don’t want the criminals to be so well equipped now. They also bring high-level meat shields when they go out.
Qiong Cang's eyes rolled, and the anger of being disturbed and insomnia made her face cloudy, and she said coldly, "Who are you?"
"You killed my son and asked me who I am?"
The old lady howled, "How wrong is my son's death
The bones are still cold, so you poured dirty water on his back, trying to make him die! What poison is in your heart
You, Fan Huai, and that slut Fan An are all scourges! You do so many unfortunate things, and you are not afraid that they will come to you in the middle of the night! "
Qionggong knew who these people were, and could not help but glance at their faces.
Obviously they are all ordinary looks, and even their round faces and fat earlobes make them seem a little amiable when they are calm or smiling.
It's a pity that the wrinkles around the mouth and the corners of the eyes add a bit of meanness to their faces, and the involuntary squinting of their eyes when they speak also makes their temperament a bit wretched.
Before this copy was made public, these people were still sympathetic to the public.
They kept selling miserable and showing their faces in front of the media, boasting of their son's excellence, expounding their endless sadness, and accepting donations from many people in the society.
Fan Huai can have today's reputation, and these people are very important.
After this dungeon was made public, they must have enjoyed the feeling of being infamous overnight and having nothing.
Although they couldn't stand the trial of the law, their connivance harmed Fan An, their viciousness murdered Jiang Ling, and their deceit disturbed the order, all of which are intolerable in society.
How much they once took advantage of by relying on public opinion must now be repaid like a street rat, and even more accusations must be prepared.
They are used to the privileged life of caring for others, how can they accept such a gap
No wonder it was crazy to come to see the sky.
"Oh?"
Qiongcang laughed and said, "Did the human design collapse, and the organization asked you to return the money donated by the public, or something else that made you so anxious?"
The woman behind cried, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Qiongcang raised his chin proudly and said in a very contemptuous tone, "Get out of my house."
The old lady was greatly stimulated, raised her hands, and rushed towards the sky.
"I will fight with you today!"
Qiongcang was on guard for a long time, and without hesitation, he pulled out his stick and placed it in the air.
The old lady didn't have time to pull back her strength, and her stomach slammed straight up.
This hit made the old woman's eyes dazzle, and although she avoided the dangerous position in time, she still trembled in pain.
Her waist and abdomen were deeply cocked, and under the reaction force, she retreated again and again until she was held in her arms by her wife.
Several people screamed with unbelievable eyes: "Are you crazy
You dare to fight even an old man? "
"She bumped into it herself, at most she touched porcelain."
Qiongcang raised his finger to the camera, "Monitoring, understand?"
The young woman stepped forward, pointed her index finger straight at the firmament's nose, and uttered every note with force, as if drowning the firmament with spittle.
"I tell you, you will be punished for being so ill-conscience! I will do you today..."
Before she finished speaking, Qiong Cang turned her wrist and swiped a stick towards her face.
"Ah—" the woman screamed, staggering around for half a circle, and finally fell to the ground.
"You dare to hit me!"
The woman covered her face tremblingly, and following the touch under her fingertips, she clearly felt that her face was hot and swollen.
The burning pain irritated her nerves and she couldn't hear any other sounds.
A pair of eyes stared at the sky fiercely, grinning, as if going crazy in the next second, rushing up to bite the sky.
"You entered my residence without my permission."
The white pajamas of the sky hung loosely on her body, with her casually fooling tone, with a strong sense of mockery.
She recited: "'The crime of trespassing on a residence refers to the act of entering a citizen's residence against the will of the members of the residence or without legal basis, or refusing to exit after entering a citizen's residence after being asked to leave.
'.
Either get out or get beaten, the choice is yours. "
The woman collapsed and shouted: "Husband!"
The young man rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward with red eyes to teach the sky a lesson.
The residents upstairs and downstairs had already run out in their coats, and some of them didn't even bother to put on their shoes, and just stepped on the sandals.
They rushed to the floor of the sky and were startled by the red paint splashed in the stairwell. After being stunned, they rushed over to help.
On one side is a former university lecturer who seems to be alone and weak.
On one side are the ferocious, crowded foreigners.
Neighbors are very clear.
They hardly thought about it, and their first reaction was to stop the young man.
The two worked together, restrained his shoulders, pulled him back, and shouted for help.
Before the man did anything, he was pressed against the wall by a group of people, unable to move, with wet paint rubbing against his face, he couldn't even turn around, and could only let out some useless roars from his mouth.
When the police officer on duty arrived, the four of them were escalating the scolding from personal to family. They were shackled by the disgusted policeman and pulled away.
·
At three in the morning, He Jueyun was having a bizarre dream.
For a while, he arrested the employee to fight, and Qiongcang joined his younger brother to fight him. When the resistance was about to succeed, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.
The vibrating noise suddenly woke him up from his sleep, and even his heart and blood boiled, making him feel very uncomfortable.
He Jueyun touched the mobile phone by the bedside, narrowed his eyes, didn't see the caller's display clearly, and chose to connect.
"Hey."
It was a male voice.
The other party only said one word, and He Jueyun thought it was the immature employee under his command and interrupted him directly.
"Song Shu, if you come to harass me in the middle of the night, I'll send you to the police station.
You don't even look at what time it is! Overtime tomorrow! "
The person on the opposite side paused and continued: "...This is the police station, you are free now—"
He Jueyun hung up the communication and cursed a madman.
·
Qiong was wearing pajamas, sitting calmly in the empty police station, with a cup of steaming tea in front of him.
The curling white smoke made her face even paler, making people wonder if she would fall weakly to the ground in the next second.
… The truth is that her combat effectiveness is not to be underestimated at all.
Qiongqiang asked, "What did he say?"
The policeman on duty held his mobile phone and was dazed for a while, and said, "He said that if you harass him again, he will send the person to the police station."
Qiongcang was silent, and then said: "Exactly, you let him turn over."
The policeman was dumbfounded and asked, "Is this really your friend?"
Qiong: "Really."
Police officer: "Anyone else?"
Qiong: "No more."
She rolled her eyes and said, "Otherwise you can just follow the normal procedure.
I'm an adult and I don't need a guardian. "
Not long after, He Jueyun probably found out that something was wrong and called back again.
"Hey."
The policeman picked it up and said, "This is the police station."
He Jueyun was obviously a little embarrassed, and he said, "Really?"
"Really."
The little policeman said, "Your friend is at the police station on XX Street. Come and get him."
He Jueyun obediently confessed: "Okay, I'll come right over.
What's up with her? "
The little brother said, "She was fighting."
"She was beaten?"
He Jueyun raised his voice, "I'll come right now! Don't let anyone go!"
The little policeman glanced at the two young men and women with bruised noses and swollen faces not far away, who were huddled in the corner like quails, and then glanced at the young woman sitting in front of him drinking tea like a big Buddha...
Did he say that the sky was beaten