Inside the room, Ke Zhuo, who was live streaming, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look outside the bedroom, listened carefully for a moment, and then looked puzzled.
"Family, wait a moment, someone is knocking on the door, I'll go check it out."
It's probably someone else who ordered takeout for him again.
Ke Zhuo thought to himself casually.
His livestreaming income has been getting better and better lately, so he should seriously consider moving. Otherwise, with his neighbor moving in and listening to his livestreams every day, it's really quite dangerous.
What if they overhear something they shouldn't hear—
Ke Zhu thought of the fat guy across the hall and sneered inwardly.
There are hardly any people living in this building anymore. The bottom floor is occupied by a partially deaf old man, while the workers on the six floors above work the night shift and don't come back at night.
The only person who is relatively close to him and could possibly hear his live stream is that fat guy on the other side.
Moreover, this fat guy is also someone who loves to eavesdrop. If he hadn't also caught the other party in the act, they definitely wouldn't have been able to get along so peacefully during this time.
Ke Zhuo had many thoughts in his mind, but when he opened the door and saw the group of police officers in uniform in front of him, all his thoughts vanished instantly.
—We're doomed!
A sense of unease welled up inside him. Ke Zhuo tried his best to remain calm, but the trembling in his voice betrayed his unease: "Who are you?"
"Sir, we have some questions we need to discuss with you. We appreciate your cooperation."
When Officer Zheng saw Ke Zhuo's attire, he was surprised for a moment, then calmly took out his police ID.
"Huh? Okay, okay." Ke Zhuo's mind went blank for a moment, but then he remembered he was still live-streaming. He immediately turned around, looking flustered. "Um, I'm still live-streaming. Wait a minute, I'll go back and turn it off—"
"It's okay, you don't need to turn it off, we'll turn it off for you."
Officer Zheng nimbly squeezed into the room, followed by several other officers who filed in and went straight to Ke Zhuo's live-streaming computer.
Xiao He glanced at the room from the stairwell and found that Ke Zhuo's room layout was similar to his. However, compared to the clean and tidy room that the system had left him, Ke Zhuo's room was filled with express delivery boxes and takeout containers, while the sofa and coffee table were piled with all sorts of messy clothes. At a glance, they were mostly women's clothing, and they didn't look very proper.
There were cigarette butts and beverage bottles carelessly discarded on the ground near the entrance. The once clean tile floor was now somewhat black and sticky when walked on.
Xiao He looked away.
In retrospect, the sour smell that permeated the corridor was largely due to this person's contribution.
If there's not enough room for all the trash at home, I'll pile it up at the doorway. If there's not enough room at the doorway, I'll pile it up in the hallway. Only when there's absolutely no other way will I throw it downstairs. In short, I resolutely implement a "lazy" policy.
Who would have thought that the glamorous live streamer is actually male, and that his home is a garbage dump?
Xiao He truly admired him for being able to survive in such an environment without getting sick.
Wow.
Zhou Junhao has already quietly started filming.
However, of course, he didn't film the police officers who were on duty; instead, he filmed the pile of garbage at the entrance.
"Brother Xiao, is this your house next door? Luckily you just bought the house and put it here. If I lived next door every day, I'd probably want to kill someone."
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