Chapter 52 Heavy Rain. Xiao Wang’s Death
Having said that, the problem on the second floor has been solved, but the residents on the third floor are worried. If the rain doesn't stop, they will be flooded in two days.
The property manager Xiao Wang can only count the numbers of the vacant rooms in the building and then announce them in the group. Anyway, they are all unfinished houses, and anyone who wants to live in them can apply to him.
From then on, there was basically no peace on floors 3 to 9.
Some people did not want to live in rough housing, so they packed their bags and waited for the government to send them to hotels or resettlement sites. Some people rushed to occupy higher floors, and then borrowed decoration tools and light industrial auxiliary materials from the entire building. Those who did not want to borrow were cursed and had no sympathy.
Chu An was also knocked on the door, but she put on her headphones and listened to music, completely ignoring the knock. The person outside got annoyed and left, cursing.
Although she did not leave the house, she learned about the situation outside from the group chat. After the government took away the victims on the second floor, there was no news, and the same was true for other communities.
Rumor has it that many firefighters were beaten by disaster victims during the rescue, and some even killed volunteers. This incident caused an uproar in the rescue team, and many people felt disappointed and quit the rescue team.
The government couldn't send anyone, so the people on the third floor could only choose rough housing. However, there were some smart people who set their sights on other residents.
Regardless of gender, good-looking ones can move into other people's homes by relying on their faces, and eloquent ones can move into other people's homes by relying on their mouths. Of course, there are also normal transactions where money or materials are exchanged for rooms.
The people on the third floor were now safe, but the people on the fourth floor were panicking. If the rain didn't stop, they would also be flooded.
There were few residents on the fourth floor, so they hurriedly occupied a few unfinished houses. Unexpectedly, they would be used the next day.
By the time Shui reached the fifth floor, there were only eight unfinished houses left, and there were ten families on the fifth floor, including the two families who had moved up from the third floor.
There were not enough houses to go around, and the conflict shifted to Xiao Wang.
Xiao Wang now has a mouth full of bubbles and has difficulty speaking. He appealed to the owners of the upper floors in the group to rent a room to the people downstairs, but no one responded.
Those who rented houses before regretted it now. Those tenants acted like big shots every day, not cleaning the houses or maintaining personal hygiene, and some even bullied the original owners and stole things.
Xiao Wang has received several complaints from landlords who wanted to cancel the lease, but the tenants disagreed and refused to leave.
No one wanted to rent out the house, so the people on the fifth floor could only squeeze into the rough house. Xiao Wang called on families with small families to share one room.
Aunt Zhao was the only one living in 501, so Xiao Wang asked her to live with Teacher Wang in 507.
Aunt Zhao cried bitterly, her son was out rescuing people, and she had no place to live. 510 was just watching the fun, and even asked Xiao Wang to help with the decoration.
Xiao Wang was really at a loss, so he asked Manager Ouyang if he could lend them two houses.
Manager Ouyang felt embarrassed to refuse, so he asked his boss for permission, and unexpectedly the boss agreed. But he never expected that the two houses would lead to a death.
Xiao Wang originally wanted Aunt Li and Teacher Wang to live on the 10th floor, but once the news was leaked, the people downstairs went wild. The houses on the 10th and 11th floors are all well-decorated and ready to move in. Who wouldn't want to live in a nice house?
Especially recently, there have been many messages forwarded in the group about people being electrocuted, drowned, or disabled because of going out. Without a boat, people are even more afraid to go out.
If you don't go out, you have to fight for resources in the building, and the 10th and 11th floors are the most popular.
Dozens of people blocked the entrance of Xiao Wang's office every day. People with houses and those without houses all rushed to the 10th and 11th floors. Some troublemakers threatened to break his legs if he didn't give him a house.
Xiao Wang didn't sleep all night yesterday to help Aunt Li move. He had a high fever from the exhaustion of the past few days and his throat was completely broken. But looking at those friendly owners in the past, he couldn't bear to ignore them.
In desperation, he sent a message in the group to decide who would live on the 10th floor by drawing lots. The drawing location was set in the corridor on the 6th floor, and the time was 6 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Chu An had no interest in joining in the fun, and stayed at home on the day of the lottery, not even checking the group chat. So when she found out that Xiao Wang had been beaten to death, his body was already cold.
Xiao Wang was hit on the head by a wine bottle thrown from somewhere. The broken glass went straight into his temple and he died on the spot.
Someone called the police, but the line was busy.
The property management had no other staff members left, and no one wanted to take on this hot potato, so no one suggested checking the video to find the murderer, and no one came out to seek justice. Qingrun Apartment has completely become an abandoned community where everyone is in danger.
Aunt Li stopped crying and lived with the teacher obediently. Manager Ouyang was so scared that he hurried back to the 10th floor and locked the security door.
On June 19, the day after Xiao Wang's death, the rain finally stopped.
The water on the sixth floor was above the uppers of the shoes, but it was still habitable. However, the people on the sixth floor moved to the corridors above the seventh floor.
Those who had tents lived in them, and those who didn't had tents laid down several layers of quilts as beds. They used alcohol blocks for eating, rainwater for drinking and washing, and plastic bags for going to the toilet, which they threw outside after defecating.
Fortunately, there are few families with children in the apartment, so everyone can still hold on.
During this period, there were often sounds of speedboats outside, but they all passed by quickly and none of them were heading towards Qingrun Apartment.
The owners frantically called the rescue line, but all the lines were busy. They added @社区小刘 in the group, but he just didn't reply.
Some people in the corridor couldn't hold on any longer and started to think about using the empty houses.
Many owners of floors 7-9 have not returned, and I don’t know whether they were delayed outside or had an accident. Anyway, the houses are now empty. At least half of the houses on floors 10-11 have not been rented out. They are really popular and decorated better than their own homes.
Chu An didn't know that they were plotting this.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Chu An put on his raincoat, picked up a baseball cap and mask from the hanger and put them on, then went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and put it on his back.
She tiptoed down to the sixth floor and came to Xiao Wang's body.
Xiao Wang had his eyes half closed and his mouth open. There was a piece of green glass stuck in the corner of his forehead, and the wound was horrifying.
He lay on his back in the empty corridor, the blood around his head diluted by the rain, leaving only a faint pink color.
He probably didn't understand why he was killed until his death.
Chu An took a deep breath, put on disposable gloves, dragged Xiao Wang's body to the top floor, and set up a tent for him.
Although she had only been here for a few days, every time she met Xiao Wang, he would naturally take the things in her hands and walk her to the elevator.
His smile is very sincere and he really takes service to his heart.
Chu An also thought about putting him into the space, but the moment her hand touched the corpse, she knew she couldn't do it.
Now, all we can do is give him a decent resting place.
The wind was blowing and the rain was rustling. Everything around was grey and the sky was as black as the bottom of a pot, making it hard to breathe.
Chu An knew that more people would soon reveal their demonic nature.
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