When I opened the crack in the door, I saw a man standing outside the door, about 35 years old, wearing a blue plaid shirt.

The jeans on the lower half of the body looked a little shabby, covered with dust, and the yellow leather shoes on both feet were completely unrecognizable.

When the man knocked on the door, he could be said to be drunk and hazy, and he also held a bottle of Lao Baigan in his hand, which was completely open at that time, and it was obvious that as soon as the man spoke, a wave of wine continued to hit him.

Even the wine inside the bottle has a strong flavor.

As soon as Wang Ruohan smelled the smell of this liquor, he immediately stepped back three feet.

I stiffened my scalp and put this door frame alongside.

Looking closely, the man in front of me seems to have seen it in the community, and I think back to this man among the people who went to the property to make trouble before!

The guy had squinted eyes and a runny beard, and his hair was also a messy mess.

The man said to me next to the wall, "I want to borrow something, I'm a resident on the second floor of this building, it's good, drink, come, borrow something!"

The other party's words are not sentences at all.

Obviously, the other party was already drunk, so I frowned and said, "What's the matter with you, if you want to get drunk, go back to your own house, okay?, I don't have any alcohol in my house!"

When I finished saying this, the man shook his head, and scolded outside the door alone: "I can't live this day, I don't even drink wine, only the dead don't drink it!"

I was not happy to hear this, this is completely difficult for a strong man, Wang Ruohan pulled me and asked me to quickly blast this person out.

I closed the door tightly and paid no attention to it, only after a while the knock came again, but this time it was not my door.

I opened a crack in the door, good fellow, this bastard was knocking on the door next door, and the barmaid next door had passed away today.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I immediately went back to my room, got a stick, and knocked the drunkard downstairs.

I wasn't in the mood that night, I fell asleep after watching TV for a while, and I don't know how long it was, and there was another knock on the door.

I sat up and walked to the door with a huff and looked at the watch next to me.

It turned out that it was already three o'clock in the morning in the second half of the night.

It's Thursday now.

I couldn't say anything about knocking on the door at this time, so I opened a gap and saw that it was still this drunkard, just a drunkard, a little different from before.

This time, the drunkard didn't have a bottle in his hand, and the moment I opened the door, I didn't feel the smell of alcohol.

It's just that this drunkard looked at me coldly, without any expression on his face.

Instead, he was wearing a white shirt and black suit, and if it weren't for the other party's messy hair, he would have thought it was another person entirely.

I stood by the door and asked curiously, "Is there anything else you need?"

The drunkard kept gesturing in the air with his hands.

I didn't understand it for a long time, and the drunkard suddenly said in a very deep voice: "Is there a cork, my wine tastes gone!"

I was stunned when I saw this, generally speaking, if it is a red wine, it does need a cork.

But if you can't drink it, the taste will evaporate, but this guy doesn't need this kind of thing when he drinks baijiu, and it's strange to borrow this kind of thing from someone else in the middle of the night.

When I thought of this, I pushed the other party out without saying a word, and then closed the door tightly.

It was a real headache that night.

The next day I slept and woke up slowly at about 10 o'clock in the morning, and the police came to us early in the morning to search.

In the case of yesterday's search without results, today the police have made up their minds that a carpet search will start by knocking on doors door to door.

I helped the police with a lot of leads yesterday, so I wasn't questioned again, and the rest of the people basically went door-to-door for a long time.

The police were questioning me all morning, until about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when I was hungry and wanted to go down to buy something to eat, but there were not enough ingredients at home.

When I was going downstairs, I found that the police were still questioning, and I had already walked to the second floor.

In fact, it is a coincidence to meet this scene, in fact, there is an elevator in this community, but there have been people up and down during the police requisition process, and I have waited for a long time and have not come.

So I just went down the stairs to get some exercise.

When I got to the second floor, I happened to meet some police officers who were inquiring, and as soon as I got here, I smelled a very bad smell of alcohol.

There were also traces of vomiting on the ground, and the police were knocking on doors with their noses covered, with a total of three families on each floor.

The other two families were all a family of three, and they were basically unaware of the case that happened yesterday, and when they knocked on the door of the third payment, they gently tapped the door and opened it.

The moment I opened the door, I saw Wang Xiaofan also follow, and the two of us came up and said hello to each other.

Then I was about to go down, but at this time, I heard a sudden shout from the policeman inside and exploded the pot.

I had said that I would assist the police in their investigation, but before I knew what was going on, I saw the police pull me in, and the smell was even worse when I walked through the door.

At this time, I saw this room with 2 bedrooms and 1 living room, but it was really a house with four walls, and the walls of the surrounding rooms were all some cement, and they were not scraped.

The most important thing is that I just walked into the room a few steps later, I saw cigarette butts all over the floor, and there was no furniture in the whole room, only a bed and a computer desk.

The point is that there is a person lying on the bed.

It looked to me like the drunkard of last night lying motionless on the bed in a suit, blood constantly flowing from his chest, and now it had long since dried up.

A stump was inserted in the chest.

It's not an exaggeration at all, it's thicker than my arm, and the stump is stuck directly into the other's chest.

You don't even have to call an ambulance, you can tell at a glance that you can't die anymore.

The moment the police walked in, I noticed that the door of the room, where the computer was still open, was also open.

The room was full of wine bottles, and quite a few of them were spilled all over the floor, and the bad smell was everywhere.

I couldn't take it anymore and immediately ran out of the room and told the police what they needed me to do before talking.

I basically didn't have to eat that night.

I walked downstairs and walked around and came back without buying anything.

At this time, I had already seen the police standing in front of the door, and they were in a very urgent state of mental state.