The two sat on the sofa until more than ten o'clock at night. Yang Xixi dozed off.

Li Qing glanced at her gently: "if you are sleepy, go to bed first. There should be no accident tonight."

"Oh, I haven't slept well in the past few days. I'm really a little tired." Yang spared a little head, and his delicate cheeks looked sorry. "I'm sorry to have delayed you so long."

"It doesn't matter. I feel itchy when I stay in the hospital. It's more comfortable to change the environment."

Yang Xi Xi got up and went back to his bedroom. After a while, he took a blanket and came out: "my place is too small. I can only hurt you on the sofa. I'm really sorry to let the famous master Li sleep in such a place..."

Li Qing grinned: "it's all right. Your sofa is very comfortable."

"Well... You have a good rest." Yang Xixi put down the blanket and twisted his jade hands in front of him. "I went to bed, too."

"Well, good night." Li Qing waved his hand and watched Yang Xixi turn around and walk into the bedroom.

Li Qing sat on the sofa and thought for a moment. Suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief. He got up and plugged in the power line of the landline on the corner cabinet, and then turned off the lights in the room.

Falling into darkness, Li Qing walked slowly to the window and stretched out his hand to gently pull up the curtain.

Bursts of pungent acetic acid smell came from the flower pot, which seemed to be mixed with some other strange flavors, which stimulated Li Qing's nerves all the time. He looked at the window of the building directly opposite. There was still no light coming out of it.

Anyone can know that there are only two possible results. First, there is no one in the room; Second, there are people in the room but no lights.

Li Qing doesn't know which is more likely, so he should try to be cautious. With the deeper understanding, he felt that this would not be an ordinary harassment incident, in which there should be more unusual inside information.

Suddenly, the telephone rang in the room.

Li Qing suddenly turned around and stared at the landline on the corner cabinet. The red indicator light flickered in the dark.

The bedroom door was roughly knocked open, and Yang Xixi rushed out. He saw Li Qingzheng standing in front of the window. At the moment, his delicate body was stiff: "you..."

The harsh telephone ring lingered in her ears. Li Qing frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "go and answer the phone."

"Ah, oh." Yang Xixi suddenly returned to his mind, staggered to the landline and pressed the hands-free key.

"Hello?" Yang Xixi said softly, with a trace of fear on her pretty cheeks.

"Who's that guy?" the voice suddenly sounded sharp and strange. It was obviously changed. "Why turn off the light? What are you two doing! Is he hitting you! I'm really angry, I'm really angry! I'm going to destroy you!"

Yang Xixi's chest fluctuated violently and her delicate body trembled fiercely. She was about to open her mouth to speak, but Li Qing had walked behind her, bypassed Yang Xixi's side with one hand and hung up the call.

When the indicator light on the plane went out, Yang Xixi suddenly turned around, slightly raised his head, stared at Li Qing, and stared at her closely. However, the night was thick, but she couldn't see Li Qing's expression at the moment.

"He's always there," Li Qing said low.

"What!"

"Opposite your house." Li Qing picked up his sunglasses and clothes, turned and walked towards the door, "if I expected it to be good, he has been watching you in the room directly opposite the window."

"Ah?" Yang Xi was stunned and couldn't help crying.

Li Qing suddenly gave a meal at his feet and turned around to stare at Yang Xi not far away. His eyesight in the dark was excellent, but Yang Xi Xi's pretty face seemed to be covered with something, so that he still couldn't see his true face.

"You stay here, don't turn on the light, you have my phone number in your cell phone, keep in touch at any time." Li Qing said, opening the door and stepping out.

"I'll go with you." Yang Xixi suddenly said, "wait for me!"

She suddenly turned around and rushed into the kitchen. Li Qing stood at the door and heard a loud noise.

After a while, Yang Xixi came out of the kitchen. With the bleak light projected from the door, Li Qing saw Yang Xixi holding an extremely sharp bone cutting knife in his hand.

His eyes sank slightly. Li Qing nodded without trace: "let's go."

The two men went out one after another. Yang Xixi was still wearing cartoon home clothes. Compared with the bone cutting knife in his hand, this beautiful dress undoubtedly seemed extremely uncoordinated.

"What are you going to do after you catch him?" Li Qing suddenly asked when he came down the stairs.

Yang Xi Xi was slightly stunned and immediately shook his small head blankly: "I never thought about it."

Li Qing lowered her head and glanced at Yang Xixi's tightly clenched knife, and her heart moved slightly.

How about you just kill him?

This is what Li Qing wanted to ask at the moment, but he hesitated and didn't say it.

The two men walked around to the opposite apartment building. When they went up the stairs, Yang Xixi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "do you have any good suggestions?"

"What do you mean?"

"What to do with this guy."

"I don't know," Li Qing said slightly, "look at the actual situation."

"Oh." Yang Xi whispered.

The two men went up the narrow stairs to the sixth floor and stood in front of the rusty door.

The architectural styles of the two apartment buildings are basically the same, so Li Qing guesses that the internal pattern should be similar.

After glancing at Yang Xixi, Li Qing pressed out the light bulb in the corridor, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

Knocked a few times and there was no response.

"Is there no one?" Yang Xixi asked carefully.

"Shh." Li Qing motioned to Yang Xi to keep quiet, then put his ear on the door panel and listened. At this moment, he heard the confused footsteps in the room.

According to the procrastination, Li Qing knew that the man was wearing slippers. His footsteps were very heavy. Li Qing judged that he should be a strong man.

Already at the bottom of her heart, Li Qing increased her strength and knocked on the door.

"Anyone? Please open the door." Li Qing shouted in a deep voice.

After a while, Li Qing heard the dull man answer: "who?"

"I'm a resident of 502." Li Qing replied, "is your water pipe leaking? The roof of my shed is wet."

"No way."

"Your water pipe must be leaking. Open the door and I'll go in and have a look. First close the sluice and find someone to repair it tomorrow."

"I'm renting a house. Please contact the landlord."

Li Qing pretended to be angry and knocked on the door: "what about tonight? You have to close the sluice first. The broken building is in disrepair for a long time, and the shed top is not rotten after being soaked all night?"

"Oh." the man in the door answered softly, but he didn't open the door. After a while, he said again, "why is it dark outside? I can't see you."

Li Qing scolded a dirty word and said in a rough voice, "the corridor lamp is pregnant again. Don't talk nonsense and open the door quickly. What's terrible about a big man? What else can I do to you?"

Finally, the sound of opening the door came to my ears. A few seconds later, the door opened a narrow gap, revealing half of a young man's fuzzy cheek. His eyes were extremely Alert: "are you really 502?"

Li Qing smiled: "guess?"

Although it was dark inside and outside, the guy saw Li Qing clearly outside the door, and his face suddenly changed. After he reacted, he hurried to close the door.

But Li Qing had pulled the door with her hand and stared at the young man in the room with a smile. After he saw the man's face, the smile on his cheek became stronger and stronger: "what a coincidence, you also live here?"

The young man in the room is Shang Xiong, the former colleague Li Qing met when shopping with Yang Xixi in the supermarket.

"Get out!" Shang Xiong shouted, desperately trying to close the door, but he tried his best, but the door panel was firmly held in his hand by Li Qing.

"The attitude is really rough..." Li Qingjing's eyes were slightly cold after the film, stretched out his other hand, grabbed the padlock on the door and pulled it out.

Bang!

The chain broke and the door suddenly opened.

Shang Xiong staggered back, reached out and grabbed the baseball bat standing at the door. With a buzzing wind, he pulled it sideways towards Li Qing's head.

Li Qingtou leaned to the side, and then flew up with a foot in the middle of Shangxiong's belly. The latter screamed, flew out upside down, knocked over tables and chairs and fell to the ground.

The baseball bat took off its hand, hit the ground and rolled out with a clatter.

Li Qing turned back and pulled Yang Xixi into the house, then slammed the door and pressed the light switch in the living room.

"It's you?" Yang Xi stared at Shang Xiong, who was twitching on his cheek. His charming body trembled fiercely and stared round his big eyes in amazement.

"Yang Xixi, you're so good that you even asked for help." Shang Xiong bit his teeth fiercely. Due to the scratch just now, blood trickled slowly down his forehead and all the way to his cheeks.

At the moment, his upper body was bare, his lower body was wearing knee length shorts, and the slippers on one foot did not know where he had flown.

Li Qing put his hands into his pockets, paced slowly in the living room, and finally came to the window.

There are two dirty mobile phones on the table in front of the window. The screen of one of them has been broken, but it seems that it can still be used. In addition, there are two high stacks of video tapes.

The bottles of soda that Shang Xiong bought in the supermarket now also appear on the table, together with several empty beer cans.

The corner of the wall is piled with garbage like a hill, emitting a strong putrid smell, disgusting.

Li Qing looked around the room and stared at the camera standing by the table. He leaned over and kicked the stool aside. He bent over and looked. The camera was aimed at the window of Yang Xixi's house opposite. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.