"What? Has anyone seen it? That's great! Building 3? That's familiar to me!"
I live in Building 3!
I'm going with you. I want to see who is harming us. I must put him in jail!
Not only will I put him in jail, I will also make him lose everything!"
Director Zhang said harsh words and followed Wang Zhaoping and Qin Xiaoru into the elevator.
However, when they arrived on the 18th floor, Director Zhang was confused.
"Mr. Zhang, why don't you leave?" Qin Xiaoru walked out of the elevator and found that there was no movement behind her, and couldn't help but wonder.
Wang Zhaoping also discovered that Director Zhang, who had been chattering endlessly just now, seemed to have become mute as soon as he entered the elevator and stopped saying a word.
"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
Sensing that the other party's expression was a little strange, Wang Zhaoping asked.
"Um...I live on this floor too." Director Zhang looked strange.
"Ah?" X2
The two looked at each other.
Wang Zhaoping looked at the house types around him.
There are only two households in this elevator, 1801 and 1802 respectively.
"Um...Mr. Zhang, how is your neighborhood relationship?" Wang Zhaoping asked.
Could it be that this guy really hit the target, and was this intentionally hurting someone?
The nature is completely different.
"My wife and the family across the street usually have a little friction, but it's just a small conflict between neighbors."
Director Zhang has completely lost the aggressive arrogance he had just now, and seems to have no confidence when he speaks.
From the moment Qin Xiaoru pressed the elevator button on the 18th floor, he began to feel faintly uneasy.
Especially when you know your own situation...
"Then who lives across from you?" Wang Zhaoping asked.
"It's a couple of old people."
"Old man?" The two looked at each other again, and their eyes suddenly became strange.
Generally speaking, the older you are, the less likely you are to commit such a high-altitude parabola case.
After all, life experience is there, and I know that this kind of thing cannot be joked about.
On the contrary, it is young people who are younger, despise social order, or simply do not know the serious dangers, who would do such lawless and extremely dangerous actions.
If it weren't for this neighbor...
Because of Tristin.
Judging from Director Zhang's strange look, he was obviously a little guilty.
Wang Zhaoping asked, "Where does Mr. Zhang live?"
"1801."
"Who else was at home at the time of the incident?"
"And... there is also my son, but it's definitely not him! He... he caught a cold and took sick leave today. I have been resting in the room before I went out. My son is very well-behaved!
By the way! Maybe it’s the old lady opposite. Last time my son turned on the music a little too loud, and she had a fight with my wife. Maybe she’s holding a grudge!”
Director Zhang tried his best to deny some terrible speculation.
After thinking about it, Wang Zhaoping came to 1802 first and rang the doorbell.
"Ding dong!"
After a while, the door was opened and a gray-haired old man came out.
He looked at Wang Zhaoping and the two men in police uniforms, then at Director Zhang next to them, and said doubtfully.
"Comrade police, what's the matter?"
"Old man, it's okay. Don't be afraid. It's just that someone downstairs was injured just now. Do you know about this?"
"Oh! You know, it's a police car and an ambulance. The Zhang family's wife is howling like that. Old man, I'm not deaf yet." The old man said.
"Uh... that's it, old man. We have witnesses who said that the thing was thrown from your 18th floor, so we want to understand the situation."
"Ah?" The old man was startled.
"Comrade police, this floor is so high. If you drop an egg, it might kill someone. We don't dare to do such a thing." The old man waved his hands repeatedly.
"Don't worry, I didn't say you did it. We just came to understand the situation. Where were you when it happened? Did you hear or see anything?"
"My wife and I were watching TV when we heard someone downstairs suddenly scream. We didn't pay much attention to it at first, but then the noise below became louder and louder, so we went to the balcony and looked down.
When we saw a lot of people gathered around, the Zhang family's daughter-in-law lay on the ground and shouted loudly, and we knew something had happened."
"You're talking nonsense! It must have been the old woman who threw it! Otherwise, why didn't she dare to come out for so long? Is she guilty of committing a crime?
If you didn’t throw anything away, then call her out and we’ll confront her!”
When Director Zhang heard the old man's denial, he immediately became anxious, and as if grasping the last straw, he placed the suspect on the other party's wife.
"Huh!" The old man glanced at him and snorted.
"My old lady went shopping."
"It's almost time for dinner, what should she buy?"
The old man glanced sideways at him and said, "Buy firecrackers!"
"Well……"
Wang Zhaoping and the two of them suppressed their laughter. It seems that the conflict between neighbors is not trivial...
Director Zhang's face turned green with anger. He wanted to say something more, but the old man said again.
"Comrade police, we definitely didn't throw the thing away.
It just so happened that my child was worried about safety issues, so he installed surveillance cameras at home.
If you don’t believe it, I’ll adjust the monitoring to show it to you.”
When Wang Zhaoping heard that the old man even had surveillance cameras, and he openly let him see the surveillance cameras, he immediately knew that what he said was probably true.
But the director's face had turned from green to black.
Before Wang Zhaoping and the others could speak, he was already livid, and walked quickly to 1801 and opened the door of his room.
Wang Zhaoping and Qin Xiaoru looked at each other and followed. The old man obviously also liked to watch the fun, and he followed them without any courtesy.
"Crack!"
"Go on the road... Fang Ye went to capture the road! Oops! Is that okay? No, don't give away your life like this, okay?"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Come to the group, hurry up, family members!"
"Dharma, you really believe in Buddhism, can you kill someone?"
As soon as they entered the door, everyone heard the sound of typing on the keyboard and passionate shouting coming from the room inside.
Director Zhang's face suddenly turned darker.
After walking through the living room and entering the bedroom, I saw my son wearing a pair of headphones and enjoying his youth in front of the computer. The various skills on the screen were dazzling.
On the computer table, melon seed shells, banana peels, and fruit cores were scattered all over the table.
Is this also called a cold?
Are you pretending to be sick and playing games at home?
"Zhang Tianjun!"
"Don't go to the middle lane, go to the bottom lane. The tower is about to be pushed. Consciousness, consciousness, keep up! I'm one on two, and I have no health left..."
Director Zhang yelled at his son. Unexpectedly, the sound isolation effect of the full-cover headphones was so good that this naughty kid was still immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.
To be continued...