And he found that every time he moved his hands harder and harder, the weird feeling on Xiong Xiong's face became lighter.
When Zhou Bai saw this small detail, his heart lit up, and he grabbed Xiong Xiong's body and turned it so that he lay prone on the ground.
Xiong Xiong was like a large toy, with Zhou Bai changing its body movements at will.
He immediately gritted his teeth angrily.
"I'm telling you, if it weren't for this broken body, you would have died a thousand or ten thousand times."
Of course Zhou Bai would not give him a chance to continue talking.
He stretched out his hand and slapped Xiong Xiong on the butt.
Xiong Xiong's voice that was still speaking just now suddenly stopped.
But Zhou Bai didn't stop, and slapped him again, landing on Xiong Xiong's butt.
Xiong Xiong was completely unable to struggle under Zhou Bai's consecutive slaps.
As Zhou Bai's last slap fell, his body fell sideways to the ground like a toy with a switch turned off, losing energy.
"You're not completely fooled though.
But you were still fooled."
The weird smile on Xiong Xiong's face completely disappeared after he said the last two sentences in a weak voice.
There was only a large, motionless toy left, lying next to Zhou Bai.
Quietness returned to the house.
Outside the house, the footsteps that kept approaching finally reached Zhou Bai's door.
Fortunately, the people outside the house did not seem to hear the unusual sounds in Zhou Bai's room.
The footsteps only passed by Zhou Bai's door, and he continued walking forward without stopping.
Zhou Bai stood in the room, listening warily to the footsteps outside the room.
It wasn't until the footsteps disappeared together with the sound of the door closing that he sat down next to the large toy as if he was exhausted.
Are you still fooled?
What does the sentence Xiong Xiong just said mean?
Zhou Bai looked at the body lying next to him and carefully recalled what Xiong Xiong had said.
When the room became quiet again, he finally caught the source of the familiarity in Xiong Xiong's voice.
That voice on the ceiling!
Every time he showed a weird smile, his voice was very similar to the voice on the ceiling.
After Zhou Bai realized this, his scalp felt numb again.
If this was the case, he would have to start thinking again. The malice he was facing now might have other roots.
He sat on the ground, took out the four red wires he had prepared in advance, and weighed them repeatedly in his mind.
At this time, in the next room, Aaron's voice came again.
"Ah...Azhen?"
"Great! You're finally home!"
"When did you come home?"
"Where have you been? Do you know how hard I worked to find you?"
"I know I was wrong, and I will never quarrel with you again!"
Zhou Bai listened to Aaron's voice next door and put the red thread in his hand back into his pocket.
He stood up from the ground, walked to the balcony, and looked downstairs.
I saw that Mother Lin seemed to have met an acquaintance upstairs. She was still holding a trash can in her hand and was chatting with the person standing opposite her.
Zhou Bai only glanced at her, and after confirming her location, he walked back into the room.
On the floor of Zhou Bai's room, Xiong Xiong's body was still lying on the floor.
If other people on this floor saw it, they might prefer to call him "corpse."
Zhou Bai calmed down and recalled what he had experienced.
Slowly, I began to understand the purpose of Xiong Xiong's behavior.
Xiong Xiong just said that he was here to get evidence.
However, if he really just wants to uncover the secrets of Zhou Bai and Azhen, does he really need to come in and get the evidence?
As long as he told Aaron, Aaron would definitely come in and see what happened, even if he didn't believe it at first.
Why should he take this risk himself?
Therefore, his purpose is not only to provoke conflicts between Aaron and Zhou Bai.
Believe it or not, Xiong Xiong is like a corpse, lying in Zhou Bai's room.
So if Father Lin and Mother Lin saw it, what would they do?
So what Xiong Xiong, or that "it" on the ceiling, really wants is for more people to come together to kill Zhou Bai.
He said that Zhou Bai was still fooled, and he was indeed right.
With this wave of operations, Zhou Bai's hatred value on this floor was directly maxed out.
It seems that the remaining day and a half of the countdown to death will not be so easy after all.
Zhou Bai stood in the room, glanced at Xiong Xiong lying on the floor, thought about it, picked him up, put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.
After doing this, Zhou Bai walked back to the living room, sat on the sofa, and quietly waited for the coming of the next storm.
It was about four o'clock in the afternoon when Mrs. Lin finished chatting with her friend and walked back home with the trash can.
But not long after, she hurried out of her home again.
"Bear Bear, Bear Bear, where did you go to play?"
Her anxious footsteps sounded in the corridor, and she kept shouting Xiong Xiong's name as she walked.
Zhou Bai sat calmly on the sofa, listening to Mother Lin's shouts outside the corridor, and took out his mobile phone and stared at the time on it.
At about 4:35, Mother Lin searched her home, upstairs and downstairs, and finally came over and knocked on Zhou Bai's door.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Zhou Bai heard the knock on the door, stood up from the sofa slowly, put his phone away, and then walked to the door.
When the door opened, Zhou Bai saw Mother Lin with messy hair, standing in front of Zhou Bai's door anxiously.
"Excuse me, have you seen my son?"
"I met you this morning. He was with you at that time."
Mother Lin immediately showed a disappointed look.
He turned around and knocked on Aaron's door, and asked Aaron the same question again when he opened the door.
After receiving Aaron's negative reply, Mother Lin stood in the corridor in despair.
Zhou Bai glanced at her figure, lowered his head and closed the door in front of him.
I sat back on the sofa, took out my phone again, and continued to watch the time passing by.
It was probably close to six o'clock.
The sound of Father Lin hurriedly returning early echoed in the corridor.
Outside the window, it turned into a dark red sunset again.
Zhou Bai put his phone back in his pocket, stood up and stretched, stretching his muscles in advance.
After Lin's father returned home, he exchanged a few words with Lin's mother and then immediately came over and knocked on Zhou Bai's door.