The moment Wen Qing saw the unfamiliar number, the word "murderer" popped into his mind.
After reading the content of the text message, his fingers trembled and a chill ran down his back.
The other party knew that I was not at home.
Did he knock on the door?
Or went into the house?
…………
Thinking of this, Wen Qing’s face turned pale.
The phone vibrated again and a new message popped up.
[Shouldn't you stay at home and wait for me during the day? 】
Wen Qing's pupils shrank when he saw this line of words.
The other party knew that he stayed at home during the day and was familiar with his schedule.
Has she been watching him from somewhere?
Suddenly, a breath came from the left.
Wen Qing was so scared that he quickly dodged, his hands shaking slightly, and his phone fell to the ground with a bang.
Ji Yu turned his head, glanced at Wen Qing's pale face, and then looked away.
Ji Sheng bent down to pick up the phone, put it in Wen Qing's hand, and asked curiously: "Brother, who is it?"
Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, unable to speak for a moment.
He couldn't help but wonder if he would be facing the murderer right now if he hadn't come down today.
Ji Sheng stared at Wen Qing, tilted his head, and asked again: "Is my cousin coming back?"
"That'll be just in time for lunch."
Thinking of Xing Ze, Wen Qing came back to his senses, and his cold hands barely regained a little warmth.
He responded vaguely and took a screenshot with trembling fingers.
Ji Sheng lowered his head, picked up another apple, and continued to peel it calmly, seemingly not noticing Wen Qing's unusual reaction at all.
Wen Qing's mind was in a mess at the moment, and he didn't pay attention to Ji Sheng and Ji Yu's reactions.
He opened Xing Ze's WeChat with trembling hands and sent it twice before he successfully sent the screenshot.
As soon as the message was sent, Xing Ze called.
"Where are you now?"
Wen Qing took a deep breath and said calmly, "Still downstairs."
"That's good," Xing Ze said solemnly, "I'm coming back now, wait for me at my uncle's house."
Wen Qing: "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, he heard Ji Sheng ask again: "Is it my cousin?"
Wen nodded gently.
Ji Sheng asked casually: "Did something happen?"
Wen Qing nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook his head and stammered, "No, it's okay."
Ji Sheng said "oh" and peeled the skin with a smile.
Listening to the background music of the game fighting, Wen Qing was upset. He stared at the passage of time on the screen of his mobile phone, waiting for news from Xing Ze, waiting for Xing Ze to come back.
However, he got neither, only new harassing text messages.
【In someone else's house. 】
After seeing this message, Wen Qing's emotions, which had finally calmed down, became tense again.
He didn't do anything, why would the other party know that he was in someone else's house?
Wen Qing felt a chill on his back, as if there were a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness, silently watching his every move.
He clenched his phone so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white.
Wen Qing glanced at Ji Yu and Ji Sheng. Ji Sheng was peeling an apple and Ji Yu was reading a book.
Neither of them touched their phones, so it was impossible for them to tell anyone that they were at their house.
[Does he like you? ]
[Did he fuck you? Did he touch you?]
[He... or is it them? ]
…………
The following text messages became more and more unbearable to read. Wen Qing's face turned pale. He immediately turned off the message alert tone and covered the phone screen on the sofa, so that he would not be annoyed by it.
The police station was not far from the community, and Xing Ze arrived fifteen minutes later.
He stood at the door and said to Ji Yu, "Uncle, Wen Qing and I have something to do, so we'll leave first."
Ji Yu responded indifferently without saying much.
Wen Qing walked quickly to Xing Ze, stammered and left.
The moment they closed the door, Xia Yansi walked out of the kitchen.
He glanced at the sofa and frowned slightly: "Is Wen Qing gone?"
"Yeah." Ji Sheng responded and played games out of boredom.
Ji Yu glanced at his phone screen and said, "If you have nothing to do, go help your little dad."
Ji Sheng's eyes lit up and he immediately turned off the game: "Little Dad, what do you need me to do?"
Xia Yansi walked into the living room, put his phone on the coffee table, and said coldly: "I made three more servings of pasta and sent them to Grandma Zhang on the 13th floor."
"Okay, okay."
******
Wen Qing followed Xing Ze back to the 12th floor.
After opening the door, Wen Qing stood at the entrance and looked at the sofa first.
This time the pillows on the sofa were crooked and not straight.
The teacup also remains in its original appearance.
He didn't notice anything unusual in other places. There was no feeling of someone entering the house as before. The living room was in the familiar slightly messy state that Wen Qing was familiar with.
Xing Ze asked, "Do you feel something is wrong this time?"
Wen shook his head gently.
Xing Ze frowned slightly. He remembered what the living room looked like when the two left.
Same as now, no changes.
This time Wen Qing’s feeling was right. Was the previous abnormality just an illusion or did someone really break in?
Xing Ze walked into the living room and checked the surveillance first. No one appeared at the door in the morning. Then he checked room by room and found nothing unusual.
Xing Ze returned to the living room and said to Wen Qing, "No one should have come in."
Wen Qing frowned, wondering: "How does he know I'm not at home?"
"And you know I went to someone else's house?"
Xing Ze's face darkened slightly: "I just asked my uncle, they haven't told anyone else about this."
"So he either saw or heard us coming downstairs, or saw the surveillance video at the property."
“He’s probably still in this building right now.”
Wen Qing pinched his palm nervously and asked stutteringly: "Then, what should we do now?"
Xing Ze lowered his eyes, looked at his pale little face, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."
"There is only one entrance to this building, and it faces the surveillance camera."
"Go to the property management and check the surveillance records first."
Wen Qing nodded and followed Xing Ze out.
Xing Ze continued, "During this period, if I go to the police station, you wait for me at my uncle's house."
"It's too dangerous to be alone."
Wen Qing paused, pulled Xing Ze's sleeve, pursed her lips and said, "I, I don't want to go."
Xing Ze was stunned: "Why?"
Wen Qing lowered his head: "I don't feel comfortable staying at my uncle's house."
Worried that Xing Ze would still let him go downstairs, he hesitated for a moment and explained, "I slept for a while at my uncle's house today and had a nightmare. Uncle Xia..."
Wen Qing paused and said slowly: "He kept asking me questions. It was as if he wanted to study me."
Xing Ze was stunned for a moment: "Is it an occupational disease?"
Wen Qing whispered, "I don't know."
He tugged at Xing Ze's sleeve and continued, "I also have nightmares when I'm alone at home."
"Only when you are around do I not have nightmares or other messy feelings."
Wen Qing raised his eyes to look at Xing Ze and said seriously: "I want to stay with you."
Xing Ze flexed his fingers and replayed Wen Qing's last words in his mind.
I want to be with you...
Want to stay with me...
just me……
Xing Ze was dazed and felt a burning sensation in his body.
Wen Qing waited for a while, but there was no answer from Xing Ze, so he asked again: "Can I follow you forever?"
"If you go to the police station, can I come with you? Or stay near the police station."
Wen Qing felt that the area near the police station was safer than his own home.
Listening to his words, Xing Ze became even more dazed.
Go to the bureau with me.
Go to work together.
…
Xing Ze couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.
"Is it okay?" A gentle and soft voice sounded in my ears.
Xing Ze nodded dazedly: "Of course."
Wen breathed a sigh of relief, that's great.
Xing Ze looked at his beautiful eyes and eyebrows, his throat tightened: "You have been following me all this time."
Wen Qing nodded vigorously, joy flashing in her eyes.
Xing Ze looked into his clear eyes, and his gaze slowly slid down to his lips.
Wen Qing licked his lips and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Xing Ze quickly looked away: "Nothing, let's go to the property management to check the surveillance camera's entry and exit records first."
He walked out in a hurry.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard conversation coming from the corridor.
Wen Qing paused and recognized one of the voices.
It’s Yang Fan.
"Teacher Yang, thank you so much."
"Grandma Zhang, you're welcome. In fact, promoting the school is also one of my jobs. This is what I should do."
"Thank you so much for coming here to introduce the major to our daughter."
"It's just on the way. Grandma Zhang, you don't have to see me off. I'm leaving first."
…………
The two chatted briefly, and Wen Qingbian heard the sound of Grandma Zhang closing the door. Obviously, Grandma Zhang had entered the house, but he could still vaguely hear the conversation of the residents upstairs.
Grandma Zhang was excitedly praising Yang Fan to her children.
"Teacher Yang is so nice. If you get admitted to a medical university in the future, remember to thank him."
"I will..."
Xing Ze frowned. He didn't expect the sound insulation of this building to be so poor.
Even outside the door, the residents downstairs can hear some of the noises from the residents upstairs.
He calmed his eyes and pressed the elevator button.
Soon, the elevator went from the 13th floor to the 12th floor.
With a ding-dong sound, the elevator door slowly opened.
Yang Fan was standing in the elevator, and when he saw Wen Qing and Xing Ze, he looked surprised.
“What a coincidence.”
Wen Qing looked at his gentle appearance, his mind full of Xing Ze's words just now.
[The murderer may still be in this building.]
Yang Fan suddenly appeared on the 13th floor again.
It's so suspicious.
Wen Qing nervously moved closer to Xing Ze.
Yang Fan glanced at his movements, closed the elevator door, and asked, "Which floor?"
Wen Qing said nothing.
Xing Ze directly took out his police ID and said to Yang Fan: "Mr. Yang, I hope you can cooperate with the police investigation and answer some questions for me."
Yang Fan looked calm and smiled: "Of course."
Xing Ze: "What did you do yesterday morning? Please tell me the specific time and place."
Yang Fan spoke slowly: "I am used to getting up early to exercise. I get up at around five o'clock every day and do morning exercises in a nearby park. At half past six, I go to the Miaomiao breakfast shop on Wulin Road for lunch."
"I'll go home to wash up after eating at around seven, and then leave for Xiasi Hospital to visit my colleagues at around ten."
Xing Ze raised his chin slightly, motioning him to continue.
"My colleague was hospitalized while I was on a business trip, and I thought about visiting him after I came back," Yang Fan paused, glanced at Wen Qing, and smiled, "After visiting my colleague, I wanted to try my luck in the hospital and just took a walk."
Noticing his look, Xing Ze frowned and asked, "What luck?"
Yang Fan tilted his head and stared at Wen Qing: "Can we meet by chance?"
Xing Ze's face suddenly turned dark.
Wen Qing was still a little confused. Did Yang Fan admit it now?
Seeing that Wen Qing didn't react, Yang Fan smiled and said to him straight to the point: "You are my type, so I want to give it a try."
Hearing this, Wen Qing's expression changed.
What type do you like?
Are you the type who likes to kill?
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