Make a fine Omega confident

When Lin Xiayang was about to knock on the door, the door opened by itself, and it was the girl drying the quilt that Lin Xiayang and Qin Ange saw when they were looking up on the street.The lady living in 603 is indeed very young, and she has a light gardenia fragrance on her body.

It might be an Omega, Lin Xiayang guessed.

Lin Xiayang first handed over the quilt in his arms.

When Jin Ting saw that it was Lin Xiayang, the expression on her face was a little surprised.However, she quickly concealed the accident just now, and said with a smile: "I obviously used clips to clamp the quilt up, but I don't know why it still fell."

Jin Ting said apologetically, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lin Xiayang also smiled: "It's okay, we are all neighbors, maybe it's windy today."

He noticed Jin Ting's accident at the beginning, and Lin Xiayang asked without showing any trace: "What's wrong?"

She might have met "Shen Yuze" and knew something, which was a windfall.

The lady in 603 smiled and shook her head first, then she took the quilt and said, "I seem to remember seeing you, you live upstairs...are you a tenant of 702?"

Qin Ange walked slower than Lin Xiayang. He didn't know what he said just now that angered Lin Xiayang's temper. When he reached the fourth floor, Lin Xiayang jumped up the stairs angrily. It's like running up.Qin Ange didn't feel that there was something wrong with what he said just now, so he didn't catch up to coax him.

Although Lin Xiayang is very delicate, but Qin Ange is a man of principle.

Walking to the sixth floor, Qin Ange heard that the two Omega had already started talking.

Qin Ange corrected Jin Ting from a distance: "It's not 702, it's 703."

Jin Ting's complexion changed again, she stammered and replied: "Oh, that's it."

Her smile became cold, with an expression of not wanting to continue the conversation.Jin Ting didn't see the faces of these two people because they were far away. When they said that they were also residents of this building, Jin Ting didn't take this matter to heart.

It wasn't until she saw "Shen Yuze", a face so beautiful that she could remember it with just one face, that Jin Ting realized that these two people lived upstairs from her.

Jin Ting shrank back.

As soon as Lin Xiayang heard that Jin Ting had reported the wrong room where they lived, she knew that Jin Ting was actually not familiar with "Shen Yuze" and "Xu Shengnan". Lin Xiayang was relieved from the bottom of his heart.Then, Lin Xiayang raised the corners of his mouth again, and asked with a smile: "By the way, in fact, we came here this time, and we just want to ask you something." Lin Xiayang said, "We live upstairs from you." 703, some things have happened that have confused us these few days, I want to ask, have you encountered these things as well."

After all, it was on the way here, and it was a question that had been conceived for a long time.In addition, in the conversation just now, Qin Ange still had the attitude of Lin Xiayang as a child, so Lin Xiayang wanted to make his words more official.He vowed to show his mature side and make Qin Ange look at him with admiration.

Qin Ange seldom saw Lin Xiayang look so serious, he thought it was quite amusing, and couldn't help laughing beside him.

Lin Xiayang glared at him immediately.

"For example, did you hear a strange sound in the middle of the night last night?" Lin Xiayang asked: "Yesterday morning, and, just today when you were drying the quilt?"

Jin Ting's face became even uglier: "No! No! None!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to close the door. Standing by the door was Qin Ange. He quickly grabbed the doorknob and said, "He hasn't finished speaking yet, how do you know that?"

Qin Ange didn't look like a good person in the first place, and he was even more bluffing when he deliberately became aggressive. Lin Xiayang was not afraid, but Jin Ting seemed to be stunned and said: "Well, even if there is, it's just like yours. It doesn't matter."

Lin Xiayang understood immediately.

Jin Ting must know something, but she dare not say it, or, she dare not communicate with them.

Lin Xiayang said seriously: "It has nothing to do with it. Have you gone out this morning?"

"The aunt who lived in 701 died last night." Lin Xiayang threatened viciously: "When we are all dead, you live closest to us, and then you will see if it will be your turn."

Jin Ting was taken aback. There was indeed the sound of an ambulance outside in the morning. Like this old-fashioned community, most of the residents are retired old people. There are more trivial matters than red ones. The symbolic meaning of an ambulance is more important than that of saving strong.

Jin Ting knew that someone died in this building this morning, but she didn't expect it to be from 701. She was a little surprised and said, "How could it be..."

Her eyes wandered around Lin Xiayang and Qin Ange, and she didn't know what she thought of. Lin Xiayang looked at Jin Ting and shivered on the spot, and took a step back into the room in fear.

Lin Xiayang thought it was a good time, and he asked, "Did you think of something?"

Jin Ting covered her mouth in horror.

Qin Ange felt that they would not be able to ask anything in this way, and maybe Jin Ting would call the police immediately. Under the current situation, Qin Ange didn't want to startle the snake.

Qin Ange changed the questioning method: "How about this, let's ask you a question. If you can tell us, just nod your head and tell us. If you can't, just shake your head. We won't make things difficult for you."

The doorknob was still on Singer Qin Ange. Although Jin Ting wanted to turn around and hide in the room, she was more afraid that this would anger Qin Ange, who seemed to be difficult to speak. Jin Ting cast her rescue eyes on Lin Xiayang who was facing her.

Lin Xiayang was looking at her with burning eyes.

Jin Ting hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, but I don't necessarily say everything."

Qin Ange looked at Lin Xiayang and asked him to ask.

Lin Xiayang first asked about the screaming in the morning: "Did you hear someone screaming this morning? I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, but the screaming was terrible."

Jin Ting nodded first, then shook her head. Lin Xiayang was wondering what she meant when she heard Jin Ting say, "I... I don't remember, maybe there is."

Lin Xiayang didn't continue to investigate, he just pretended: "Did you hear any strange noises last night? Someone died in 701 yesterday, and he died in his living room, but her husband didn't hear anything."

Jin Ting hesitated this time, she nodded after thinking about it, and said: "No, I slept soundly last night, I didn't even close the window last night, the wind blew the vase I put on the window sill No sound was heard."

"Did there be any noise in your room last night?" Jin Ting asked.

This time Lin Xiayang was stunned, and Jin Ting gave him an inspiration.

There are two most bizarre things about the case of the woman who died in 701. One is that she actually managed to cut off her own head with a knife. The other is such a big movement, whether it is suicide or premeditated homicide That's right, the husband who was the pillow person actually said that he didn't hear anything.

Almost everyone was thinking in the direction of not hearing it, including Lin Xiayang himself.

But with Jin Ting's words, Lin Xiayang suddenly thought of another possibility. The husband in 701 didn't hear his wife's "suicide", and Jin Ting in 603 downstairs also didn't hear the broken vase in the living room. .

One person's failure to hear is an example, but it is not the case that many people have a similar situation.

As Lin Xiayang who had already experienced these situations, he thought about it faster. He remembered his inexplicable dream last night-he woke up alone in an empty room.

Could it be that 701's husband didn't hear the voice, but that he couldn't hear it at all!

She wasn't in her room at all!

...so where would her actual death be?

Because Lin Xiayang had been thinking for a while, Qin Ange stretched out his hand and shook in front of Lin Xiayang: "Are you there?"

Lin Xiayang was anxious because of fear, and he slapped Qin Ange's hand away impatiently.

Qin Ange smiled: "Then let me ask you."

Qin Ange didn't really have any questions to ask, he only had two.

Qin Ange immediately asked seriously: "First, which household on the seventh floor does the couple who died last year live in?"

Jin Ting didn't expect that Qin Ange already knew about this matter. This happened in March last year. "Xu Shengnan" and "Shen Yuze" moved here in February this year. A new resident came, and before resigning, Jin Ting and her colleagues complained about the landlord's wickedness.

She only realized afterwards that the couple were the owners of the house. Logically speaking, even if there was no heir, the room should be empty. How this lease contract was circulated and entered the market, she couldn't help but feel a little bit behind it. Creepy.

Jin Ting didn't dare to say, she covered her mouth and shook her head desperately.

How could Qin Ange not be able to distinguish this kind of micro-expression? Even Lin Xiayang understood it. Lin Xiayang turned around and hammered the wall, which solved one of his confusions by the way.

No wonder Wang Bei knocked on their door when he came back instead of rushing home to have a look. No wonder the two of them reacted so loudly to such a loud scream, and they were in the same room with this ghost thing, and the noise came from inside.

It was time for Qin Ange to ask him the second question, but Qin Ange thought about it, looked at Jin Ting's face that was almost frightened into tears, and instead smiled and said: "I heard that the dead wife was a Nurse, I wanted to ask you which hospital she worked in, but I thought you might not know."

"Forget it, I won't ask."

Qin Ange said, "Thank you."

Qin Ange didn't let go of the doorknob in his hand, he took a step back, Jin Ting was already huddled in his room, Qin Ange took advantage of the opportunity to close the door.

Qin Ange turned his head and asked Lin Xiayang who was squatting in the corner: "Are you going back?"

Lin Xiayang said angrily: "Why go back? Let the couple hear how we plan to kill them?"

Qin Ange: "..."

Without Qin Ange's reply, Lin Xiayang thought about staying here for a day, and muttered, "It's not impossible."

The author has something to say: change first and then change_(:з」∠)_

From the perspective of "indigenous people", the first person to die on the seventh floor should be the aunt of 701.

Oh yes, maybe I will enter v(?) next Monday

It's probably an inverted v, I'll ask the editor, don't buy the previous ones, don't make mistakes!

It just so happens that the Dragon Boat Festival is ready to enter v's [-]D _(:з」∠)_

First of all, I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival! ! !

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感谢在2020-06-2302:03:37~2020-06-2402:39:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: how can I eat 5 mangmangs;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Jingmi, two only 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Xiaoxinjun; 10 bottles of Bibi Ni; the story of the small box, 1 bottle of Jiuyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!