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"Let go! You son of a bitch! Everyone's watching!" The fat woman didn't care at all, seemingly not worried that the cowardly Li Sansi would do anything terrible. She raised her fat leg and kicked Gao Ming hard in the shin and knee.

Feeling the pain, Gao Ming pulled out the black gun, the cold metal muzzle pressed against the fat woman's forehead, sticky blood clinging to her skin. Death had opened its arms, and under these circumstances, the fat woman's movements gradually slowed down. She genuinely felt that Li Sansi was holding a fake gun, but faced with death, she dared not gamble.

"No, no, if you have money, hurry up and pay off your debts and drive away those debt collectors so everyone can have some peace." The fat woman's attitude softened, and she was no longer arrogant. A hint of naivety appeared on her chubby face.

"What kind of person am I in your eyes? Be honest and detailed." Gao Ming didn't put away his gun; he wanted to take this opportunity to get a more accurate understanding of Li Sansi.

“You leave early and come home late every day, and we hardly ever see you. We just know you’re having a tough time.”

"Then why are you bullying someone who's struggling to make a living?" Gao Ming's voice was calm. The fat woman was stunned and didn't react for a long time. "What do you know about my family?"

"Never seen you before. Don't you live alone? I always see you leaving alone," the fat woman said instinctively.

"every time?"

Occasionally.

In the women's eyes, Li Sansi was a withdrawn, cowardly good-for-nothing who maintained basic politeness to everyone but had no real friends, much like the other people living in the building.

Ordinary and unambitious, I have a place to live and I won't starve. I'm busy every day, but I don't know what I'm busy with. I'm always tired and lost.

"One last question, what's your name?"

"Fei Li, you used to call me Sister Li. I work at the property management company in this community, and I've taken good care of everyone." The fat woman smiled, which made her look even uglier.

Looking at the other person's face, Gao Ming's finger pressed on the trigger. In fact, he had many ways to solve the problem, but just now he pulled out the black gun without much thought. Every time he fired, it seemed to solve the problem for him. Death seemed to be the answer to everything, but was that really the right thing to do?
"I do seem a bit unlike myself now." Gao Ming released his grip, put the black gun away, and walked towards the elevator.

"What's with the arrogance? The debt collectors are just looking for you..." Before the elevator doors had even fully closed, the fat woman eagerly took out her phone, as if she was about to call the debt collectors.

Standing in the elevator plastered with advertisements, Gao Ming's view was filled with colorful ads, some of which contained obscene content, including nude pictures and suggestive text.

Gao Ming felt a little short of breath. In the enclosed elevator car, the advertisements seemed like they might fall off at any moment, stick to Gao Ming's body, wrap around him, and block his eyes.

A familiar feeling, suppressed in his heart, was returning. He seemed to have walked this road countless times, and each time he returned, he had the same feeling.

"I feel nauseous and want to vomit. Why do I hate this place?"

The elevator stopped on the fourteenth floor. As the elevator doors opened, Gao Ming's unease intensified. The colors of the world faded rapidly, and he felt as if he had fallen into a monster's lair—gloomy, damp, and dark.

Stepping out of the elevator, the pungent smell of paint sobered Gao Ming up a bit, but then he saw large red characters on the wall, all urging Li Sansi to pay back the money.

Threats and insults are considered mild; there are even more offensive and offensive sentences.

The dim light illuminated his weary figure. Gao Ming fumbled for his keys as he walked past the paint-splattered wall, his worn-out shoes crunching on the sticky floor. He glanced around at the tightly closed doors.

Minghua Residential Complex consists entirely of tower blocks, with four elevators serving sixteen households per floor. Many people live on each floor, and they might be hiding behind their doors right now, watching Gao Ming through the peephole. "What secrets are hidden in Li Sansi's home?"

Stopping in front of room 41413, Gao Ming looked at the long string of room numbers. He didn't think it was unlucky, but he felt that the numbers were not as symmetrical as his neighbor's 41414.

"4th floor, 14th floor, room 13".

He took out the key and tried to insert it into the keyhole, but it wouldn't go in. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the keyhole was blocked by chewing gum.

Finding a rusty wire, Gao Ming carefully picked out the dirt bit by bit before finally opening the door, which was almost completely covered in paint.

Upon seeing the other side of the door, Gao Ming realized that the door was originally black, but the outer side had been splattered with blood-red paint.

"Is he implying something to me? No matter how much foreign blood there is, Li Sansi's malice will not disappear."

The room was decorated in a dark color scheme, with the sofa, tables, chairs, and curtains all in dark black. Compared to the messy and dirty corridor, the room was very clean and there was no trash at all.

However, perhaps because no one had lived there for a long time, there was a strange smell in the house, somewhat like rotting food, but Gao Ming couldn't find the source of the smell at a glance.

"It's very ordinary in every aspect."

I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. Because of the unpaid bill, the TV screen was playing various advertisements on repeat, including organ transplants, various drugs, and home delivery services.

"This is more exciting than any TV show." After glancing at it a few times, Gao Ming put down the remote and headed towards the kitchen and bathroom. Anyone who frequently handles corpses knows that these two places are very likely to contain some clues.

Opening the kitchen cabinet, Gao Ming found a scattered pile of instant noodles and seasonings. He inspected the kitchen knife and fruit knife; the blades were intact, showing no signs of having been used to chop bones. He then went to the bathroom, first testing the toilet to see if it could flush down the muddy substance, then lifting the drain cover to carefully examine it, trying to find any hair, nails, or other debris besides Li Sansi's.

Half an hour passed, and Gao Ming found no trace of anyone else living in Li Sansi's house.

Somewhat unwilling, Gao Ming walked towards the bedroom. He found nothing in the master bedroom, but when he tried to go to the second bedroom, he found that the door was locked.

He searched through all the keys on his person, but couldn't open the door to the second bedroom.

"In Li Sansi's memory... he always slept in the master bedroom and never even went to the second bedroom." After going through Li Sansi's memories, Gao Ming didn't even know that his family had a second bedroom.

Who lives in the second bedroom?

Holding a kitchen knife, Gao Ming broke the door lock and kicked open the door to the second bedroom.

There was no light, and it was pitch black. Gao Ming had to use his phone's flashlight to see that the window of the second bedroom was blocked with bricks. Inside, there was a bed, various photo developing equipment, and photos pasted on the walls.

(End of this chapter)