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"Someone ......"

Well?

As soon as Song Qian put his hand on the door and knocked on it, the door opened by itself.

Curious, I looked at the door lock, there were obvious signs of damage due to the impact, and a new lock was installed outside, but it was not fastened at this time.

The outside door lock is not locked, the person should be inside, right?

"Is anyone there?"

Song Qian pushed the door and shouted inside.

The light in the room was very dim, and Song Qian didn't know where the switch of the light was, so he could only grope his way forward.

"Smack!"

Song Qian felt something kicked under his feet, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a stool that had fallen to the ground.

At this time, his eyes were slightly accustomed to the darkness in the room, and Song Qian could roughly see the layout of the room: more than a dozen square meters, stone slabs, a folding square table against the wall, the table was empty, looking down the table to the ground, the bench that fell to the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces all over the ground. On the other side of the wall is a gas stove with a pot on it, and the lid of the pot is also placed randomly in a disorderly manner. It looks like there was a fight. Otherwise, there would be no broken porcelain pieces in this place.

Further inside, there is a wooden staircase.

Come to think of it, this downstairs is a kitchen and dining room, and the upstairs should be a bedroom.

The door lock is broken, but the outside lock is not locked, so it stands to reason that Yuan Zixin should be at home. But after shouting for a long time, no one answered.

Song Qian stood at the foot of the stairs and stopped. Upstairs is someone's girl's boudoir, so it's not good to go up rashly.

Oh yes, don't you have a cell phone?

Although he didn't ask Yuan Zixin for her mobile phone number before, while noting down Yuan Zixin's address, Song Qian also wrote down her mobile phone number.

In these days, without a mobile phone, it is almost like evaporating from the world.

The phone was dialed, and there was a ringtone on the phone.

At the same time, overhead, a telephone rang through the wooden floor.

Sure enough, they were upstairs! Fortunately, they didn't rush up.

Song Qian thought about it while quietly retreating to the door, thinking that he would connect the phone later, so he said that he had to leave the formalities, and he was not ready to say that he had found this side.

Unfortunately, after the phone rang, no one answered.

Did you fall asleep upstairs?

How can you fall asleep when the door is still open? and this kind of place......

Song Qian came over just now, but he didn't see many women who were showy, wouldn't it be dangerous if a wrong prostitute came into this room?

Or did you say something was wrong?!

In these days, no one answers the mobile phone is a big deal!

So, Song Qian no longer analyzed the possible situation, and rushed up the wooden staircase with one arrow step......

……

It is said that Yuan Zixin was indeed not in the room at this time, but she left for a while. Because I was about to clean up the room, when I was cleaning, I found that even the broom was broken last night in order to catch up with Yuan Jianguo, so I hurriedly went to a nearby convenience store to buy a broom.

Anyway, there was nothing in the room, and it was another mess, so Yuan Zixin didn't lock the door when she went out.

"Gui Fang, her daughter!"

Yuan Zixin was just about to enter the door when she heard someone calling her.

"What's the matter with Granny Hua?"

"A young man was looking for you just now. ”

"Looking for me?" Yuan Zixin was stunned. Who's going to look for themselves? It's still a young man. I shouldn't have friends of the opposite sex.

"yes, I guess I'm in. ”

"......" Yuan Zixin looked at the hidden door, and then at Grandma, more worried in curiosity. Could it be Yuan Jianguo again? Grandma's ears are behind her ears, her eyes should be fine, and it stands to reason that a middle-aged man should not be regarded as a young man.

However, who else will there be besides Yuan Jianguo?

Thinking of this, Yuan Zixin clenched the broom in her hand, and at the same time reached into her pocket and took out her mobile phone to prepare to call the police.

That's right, he had an ultimatum to Yuan Jianguo last night, and if he came again, he would definitely call the police to arrest him.

What about mobile phones?

Yuan Zixin touched the void and suddenly became anxious: the phone must have fallen on the bed.

But, no matter what, she has to face this man who has been harassed several times and even this morning!

Tightening the broom in his hand again, Yuan Zixin pushed the door lightly and entered.

Downstairs, there is no one! Yuan Jianguo must have gone upstairs!

I walked lightly to the top of the stairs and looked up, and sure enough, through the light cast on the wall from the window, there was indeed a person upstairs, still walking there.

Yuan Zixin tensed her nerves and walked up the stairs without making a sound......

At the same time, the man in the flower shirt and white T-shirt who had been following Song Qian also arrived at the door of Yuan Zixin's residence.

"See, house flowers are not as fragrant as wildflowers. The man in the flower shirt sighed at the man in the white T-shirt.

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't this clear? This man is openly good with Miss Cao, but secretly comes to prostitute again. ”

“……”

"It's just that I really don't know, there are such tender ones in this alley, I don't know how much, next time I come to play ......" Hua Shirt muttered to herself, and her saliva couldn't help but gush out.

At this moment, I saw the man in the white T-shirt suddenly step forward, and while closing the door lightly, he quickly took out a keychain from his pocket.

"What are you doing?" said Flower Shirt, puzzled.

"Hurry up and help, lock the door!"

"Lock...... Locked, what are you locking?" Although the flower shirt didn't know the reason, he still hurried forward to help. The two quickly locked the door from the outside with a keychain.

Although the key chain can't prevent theft from the outside, it can lock two people inside.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Looking at the door that had been locked, the man in the flower shirt was even more confused.

"Aren't you going to complete the task assigned by the young master?

……

The door was quietly locked from the outside, and the people inside were completely unaware.

Yuan Zixin clenched the broom and walked up the stairs one by one. Upstairs, Song Qian was stunned in front of the empty room where he could see the scene in the room at a glance: Yuan Zixin was not in the room.

The phone is on the bed, because I just called, and the screen is still on.

I didn't know what I was thinking, so Song Qian subconsciously lifted the sheets and looked under the bed: There was no one! Of course, there were no corpses or anything.

That's weird!

Finally, Yuan Zixin walked to the second floor. Sure enough, a man was pouting his ass and lifting the sheets to look under the bed. It's not Yuan Jianguo, but strangers are even more terrifying!

He must want to hide under the bed and wait for him to come back and wait for the opportunity to commit the crime!

Gardenia Lane, although it is not a thief, it is easy to be a pervert!

Thinking of this, Yuan Zixin's head exploded, and he rushed up with an arrow step, and slapped the back of the head of the man who had his back to him and had just tried to stand up straight from the bent state.

"Ahh

Song Qian was already puzzled about why the phone was not there, and before he straightened up, he only felt that his head banged, and he began to feel a little dizzy in front of him.

Could it be that there were really gangsters hiding in the room, first stuning Yuan Zixin, and then attacking themselves?

One last thought flashed through Song Qian's mind, and he tried to turn around, and he could see a broom in front of his eyes......

This must be the weapon used to attack oneself.

When I wanted to look back at the person who attacked me, it was already dark in front of me......