Looking at Xia Shige's surprised eyes, He Yang explained, "He must have run out of food and coal, and he knows that I live alone here, so he has been knocking on my door these days, trying to trick me into opening the door..."

His intention was obvious. He wanted to break into He Yang's house to steal supplies. Since his own supplies were exhausted, he extended his claws to his neighbor.

He Yang continued, "I didn't open the door for him, so he started to smash it with something, but my door was a reinforced anti-theft door, so he couldn't break it open."

"The night before yesterday, he brought an electric saw and stood at the door and threatened me that if I didn't open the door for him, he would saw the door open with the electric saw and then rush in to kill me..."

He Yang was terrified at the time. She blocked the door with a cabinet and stood at the door with a kitchen knife. Listening to the roar of the electric saw outside the door, her mind went blank.

However, the man outside the door overestimated the power of the small handheld electric saw and underestimated the safety factor of the security door. In short, he failed to break into the door.

"He sawed outside the door for a long time. Then the saw stopped and he didn't move. I thought he was gone, but it turned out he was frozen to death..."

After listening to He Yang's words, Xia Shige suddenly remembered a documentary he had watched before about an extremely cold place. Because the temperature was too low, many animals were frozen to death on the road while walking, and they were still standing and moving forward when they died.

The temperature in the corridor was very low the night before yesterday. The man holding the chainsaw must have started to lose consciousness when he broke into the door. Before he could react, he was frozen to death in the corridor due to hypothermia.

Xia Shige sighed and said to He Yang, "It's too cold now. Go back and pack up and prepare to go to the 23rd floor. I still have to notify other employees."

Hearing this, He Yang suggested, "I'll go with you! Nowadays, everyone is very cautious and won't open the door to strangers easily."

"I've lived here for a few years. No one lives in 1705 and 1706 on this floor, but I know the owners of 1703 and 1704. It should be more convenient if I go with you."

Upon hearing this, Xia Shige said to He Yang with some gratitude: "Thank you, Miss He."

He Yang waved his hand indifferently and replied, "Don't be polite to me. Your mother has helped everyone a lot in the past two years. She is serious and responsible. We all see and remember it. We should be the ones to say thank you!"

He Yang returned to the room, took the suitcase, packed some bedding and clothes, and then went out with Xia Shige.

1702's boss had died. He lived alone and there was no one at home, so there was no need to notify him. So the two of them came to 1703 first.

With He Yang's help in communication, the door of room 1703 was quickly opened.

The next second, Xia Shige suddenly smelled a burnt smell, and there were wisps of smoke coming out of the open door of room 1703.

Xia Shige was shocked when he saw this and exclaimed, "What's going on? Is your house on fire?!"

1703 scratched his head somewhat uncomfortably and replied, "It's not a fire. We ran out of coal at home yesterday, so we burned some furniture and books to keep warm..."