Chapter 36 Throwing "shi" from high altitude

Jiang Yan's eyebrows slightly frowned.

The visitor was the director of the community owners' committee and the owner of the owners' group, a 40-year-old divorced bachelor, Zhang Qiming.

She had not dealt with Zhang Qiming much before. She only added him on WeChat as a routine when she completed the house purchase procedures and moved in.

He was the one who pulled herself into the owners' group of Repulse Bay.

At this moment, saying that he was greasy was more of a visual and intuitive feeling.

The weather was too hot and the water was cut off. All the hair on Zhang Qiming's head was sticky and drooped together.

His face was flushed by the heat, and his face and neck were also greasy.

If he stretched out his hand and wiped it, he would probably be able to throw out a handful of oil and water mixed beads.

The other party wandered back and forth at her door for a few seconds, then picked up the phone and sent her a voice call.

Jiang Yan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and turned off the phone with one click.

Zhang Qiming, who was outside the door, heard "The number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment", and his originally frowned brows relaxed instead.

It seemed that the other party's phone actually had power, but she just turned it off.

No wonder she didn't reply to a bunch of messages he sent her.

She hadn't appeared in the owner group.

But this seemed normal to him.

After the blackout last night, many people turned off their phones to save power and ensure that their phones could be used at critical moments.

Zhang Qiming didn't turn around and leave, but stood there hesitating for a second, then raised his hand and began to knock on Jiang Yan's door.

Unexpectedly, the moment he slapped the iron door with his palm, a strong electric current "sizzled" through his palm and drilled into his whole body.

There was a faint smell of slightly burnt pork coming from his palm.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The electric shock came unexpectedly!

Zhang Qiming felt pain all over his body and trembled violently with Parkinson's disease, and his body reflexively twisted like an octopus and jumped back a few steps.

The burnt yellow and pain on his palm made him shout "Fuck!" several times before he restrained himself.

But at this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat fell straight from his forehead as if there was a hidden water pipe buried in his hair.

Jiang Yan actually only turned on the 110V low-voltage defense.

But Zhang Qiming's hands were covered with sweat, and his whole body was wet. It was obvious that the degree of electric shock was much more serious than that of He Chunmei before.

After the flesh on his cheek stopped trembling, he looked at the door with lingering fear, and finally did not dare to knock on it. Instead, he walked a little closer and shouted:

"Mr. Jiang, are you in the room? I have something important to tell you, but your phone is turned off!"

Jiang Yan frowned even more when she heard it: This address...

She remembered that Zhang Qiming seemed to live on the 27th or 28th floor.

It was only three or four floors away from the 32nd floor.

But with such a high temperature today, let alone climbing the stairs, people would be out of breath after walking a few steps outside.

But he ran to her door early in the morning.

It seems that the other party came prepared.

But she still didn't intend to pay attention, and played dead to the end.

Zhang Qiming continued to shout: "Mr. Jiang, is your phone running out of power? I have several power banks at home. Do you want to take your phone to my house to charge it?"

Jiang Yan almost laughed out loud when she heard this kind of words that sounded like the scumbag's quotes.

Zhang Qiming was suddenly stunned after he finished speaking.

Although it is the dry season in winter, touching items such as sweaters will also cause electric shock.

But the effect just now is obviously not something that can be achieved by ordinary electric shock.

Based on his intuition as a former science and engineering man, he must have been electrocuted just now!

The safe voltage for the human body is 36 volts.

The voltage just now was obviously much higher.

Therefore, Jiang Yan's home must have a backup power supply!

Combined with his understanding that her home was equipped with an air conditioner,

Zhang Qiming felt like he had discovered a new continent, and his heart was ecstatic again: "Mr. Jiang, open the door quickly! Is your air conditioner in normal use? !!"

Jiang Yan didn't want to continue listening to his noise, so she turned off the monitoring sound and continued to play dead.

Zhang Qiming shouted a few more words at the door.

He guessed that she should be in the bedroom with the air conditioner on with the door closed, so she couldn't hear it, but he didn't dare to knock on the door again, so he could only turn around and leave with a sullen expression.

Before they reached the staircase, the door of 3203 creaked open, and He Chunmei came out with a smile on her face and called Zhang Qiming:

"Brother Zhang, do you have a power bank at home? Can you borrow it?"

Zhang Qiming turned his head and glanced at her, and said with a slightly sarcastic tone:

"Chunmei, how can you be so old and still eavesdrop like a child?"

"Brother Zhang, look at what you said, your voice is so loud and your breath is so strong, why do you need to eavesdrop! By the way, what do you call that crazy girl, Xiao Jiangzong? Do you know her? Or tell me about her?" He Chunmei blinked and gave him a wink, and came up with a gossipy expression.

The main reason was that the weather was too hot and her son and daughter were sick, otherwise she would have gone to the property office to inquire about the background of 3201. She

did ask the property manager, but unfortunately he ignored her.

In addition, good news doesn't go out, but bad news travels a thousand miles.

The news that she took the lead in blocking the door of 3201 and not letting people go home spread throughout the community overnight.

Of course, there were also many people who accused Jiang Yan of being wrong.

"Chunmei, you are a mother of two children, can you stop being so gossipy? Don't ask about things you shouldn't know!"

Zhang Qiming said, turned around and walked into the stairs without looking back.

Some secrets are valuable only if they are known by yourself.

If this gossipy woman heard it, all the efforts he made to Jiang Yan before would be in vain.

He Chunmei's smile froze, and she cursed silently at his back, and went back to the house in boredom.

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Jiang Yan picked up her phone after seeing Zhang Qiming walk away. As

soon as she turned it on, a bunch of messages and hot news push notifications popped up.

The owner group was full of quarrels and messages asking for help.

It lasted until more than three in the morning.

It should not be because they fell asleep, but most people's phones were out of battery.

After that, there were only sporadic messages.

Jiang Yan's fingers slid quickly, but her eyes soon stopped on a slightly weird photo.

Someone used the moon shooting mode of his mobile phone in the early morning before it was fully light, and took a remote photo of the central garden and sent it to the group.

In the blue-gray picture, there were several black figures lying scattered on the colorful plastic walkway of the garden.

There were also some in the flower beds, lawns and woods, but in much smaller numbers.

Jiang Yan slid her fingers to enlarge the photo size, and her pupils shrank "suddenly". She almost dropped the phone in her hand.

The black shadows turned out to be corpses that had long been shriveled and unrecognizable!

One of the relatively "fresh" corpses was densely bitten by bloody mosquitoes as big as the face!

Jiang Yan felt that she was about to suffer from claustrophobia from looking at it!

(End of this chapter)