The presence of mugwort cannot be a mad cow disease patient, it must be a human.
Who could it be?
"System." Qiao Xuejun called out in her heart, "Can you detect who entered my house?"
The system was also nervous: "No... My monitoring is the same as a surveillance camera, it can only display images, but I was outside with you today, so there is no image. There is no person detected in the current image."
Qiao Xuejun stood where she was and did not continue to open the door. She reached into her backpack, took out the Swiss Army knife, pulled out the main knife, and gripped the handle tightly before pushing open the door.
The door creaked open, and the thin sunset light shone into the dim room. The living room was empty and quiet as always, with no sign of another person entering the room.
But Qiao Xuejun did not relax. The crushed sand told her that someone must have come in.
The man hid.
What is he going to do?
Qiao Xuejun felt uneasy and anxious, and walked into the room with light steps.
Her small building was a self-built house in the countryside. It was not very small and had a living room, kitchen and bathroom on the first floor.
There were only a sofa and a coffee table in the living room. The coffee table was a small table without drawers. Everything was visible, with no place to hide.
So Qiao Xuejun went to the kitchen. There were cabinets in the kitchen, but they were not big enough to hide a person. Even so, Qiao Xuejun opened each cabinet one by one to check.
The bathroom was very small, and Qiao Xuejun had checked it, and no one was hiding. There was no one on the first floor.
The man is on the second floor.
Qiao Xuejun went up the stairs and went to the second floor. There were four rooms on the second floor, two bedrooms, a utility room and a small study.
Because no one had lived here for a long time, all the good furniture had been moved away by the Qiao family. There were only some old small furniture and some large cabinets that could not be moved left here.
The second floor was not as bright as the first floor, and the curtains had been drawn tightly by Qiao Xuejun, making it dark and quiet.
Walking into the bedroom, there was no furniture in this second bedroom, only a bed, and the space under the bed was big enough to hide people. But the dark hole under the bed was like a den of evil spirits, and Qiao Xuejun imagined that if she lay down, she would be pulled in by a hand under the bed.
The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. Qiao Xuejun's feet seemed to be glued to the ground, unable to move forward.
Stay calm, stay calm, she encouraged herself in her heart. Be brave, be brave.
Qiao Xuejun took out a flashlight from the side pocket of her backpack and put her hand on the button for the strongest light. If there was really someone there, such strong light would cause the other person to lose their sight in an instant.
She suddenly bent down, turned on the flashlight and shone it directly under the bed.
Empty. Nothing.
Not in this room, that should be the master bedroom.
Qiao Xuejun left the second bedroom and walked lightly towards the master bedroom.
The door of the master bedroom was closed. Qiao Xuejun paused for a moment. She remembered that the last time the two elders from the Qiao family came up to look for something, they did not close the door. All the doors on the second floor should be open.
In the master bedroom, she thought.
Qiao Xuejun became even more nervous, her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out.
Stay calm and be brave. Qiao Xuejun encouraged herself repeatedly and tightly grasped the Swiss Army Knife in her hand.
She didn't want to give the person inside time to react, so she pushed the door open and leaned over to sweep under the bed.
There was nothing under the bed.
Qiao Xuejun looked at the large standing wardrobe against the front wall opposite. There was a tall cabinet for hanging long clothes, which was big enough to hide a person.
Qiao Xuejun walked quickly towards the cabinet, holding a knife in one hand and a flashlight in the other. She opened the cabinet door with the hand holding the knife, and the strong light from the flashlight shone directly inside!
"Ah!" A terrified scream broke out from the closet. It was a man.
He was clearly illuminated by the flashlight. He had been in the dark environment for so long that he was temporarily blinded by the strong light in an instant.
Qiao Xuejun didn't hesitate and stabbed the man's shoulder with all her strength.
“Ah!” An even more miserable and sharp howl was heard immediately, and then the man finally came to his senses and shouted loudly, “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me, I have no ill intentions!”
The smell of blood immediately spread, the breath was pungent, and the red blood quickly flowed down from his shoulder.
Qiao Xuejun estimated that the knife had pierced his arm, and preliminarily judged that this man should temporarily lose the ability to fight back, so he took a big step back and asked sternly: "Who are you! What are you doing in my house!"
"I'm the cyclist Xiao Kuang! My full name is Kuang Qianli! You can watch me on Kuaiyin Live, I'm a cycling blogger with millions of followers! I was just passing by here... I thought there was no one here so I came in and planned to stay."
Qiao Xuejun looked at him warily, still tightly holding the bloody Swiss Army knife in her hand, and did not dare to relax to check her cell phone.
The man who called himself Xiao Kuang squatted in the closet, holding his head, a gesture of weakness that showed he had given up the attack.
Qiao Xuejun kicked the cabinet door shut, propped it against her foot, and then took out her cell phone from her bag.
She opened the live broadcast platform: "What did you say your name was?"
The signal was not very stable during this period, but it is okay now. As soon as I turned it on, it started playing videos. It was a case of sick cows injuring people that has been widely discussed recently.
Xiao Kuang's voice came from the cabinet in a muffled voice: "My ID is the King of Cycling."
Qiao Xuejun pressed her feet against the cabinet door and searched for the number he said with her hands.
It didn’t take long to search for it and it turned out to be: The King of Cycling, with 1.03 million followers.
The videos on the homepage are all daily cycling vlogs, and the titles are all cycling-related.
#【Cycling】What is it like to ride 100 kilometers on Changzhou's highway#
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