"Who?" Xu Jiahui went to open the door and found a middle-aged man with a rough appearance standing outside the door.

"You...... You are? Xu Jiahui said with some vigilance.

The middle-aged man smiled kindly: "Hello, I am your upstairs neighbor, it's like this, the sewer in my house is blocked, and the pipe is just at the elbow interface of your bathroom, can I come in and take a look?" ”

Xu Jiahui subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when she thought of Su Yu's words, she was not so afraid: "Okay...... All right. ”

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man smiled politely, nodded to Su Yu who was eating noodles after entering the house, and went straight to the bathroom.

"Sister Huihui, is he upstairs?" After Su Yu sent him in, he whispered thoughtfully.

"yes, it looks like his sewer is clogged." Xu Jiahui nodded.

Su Yu put down his chopsticks and frowned.

Upstairs neighbors?

Then how could there be so much blood on him?

Moreover, if he was not mistaken, the cocoon on the man's hand just now was very thick, and it didn't look like it was grinded out of work at all, but it looked like it was left by a martial artist when he practiced palm techniques.

Seeing him in a daze, Xu Jiahui couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Su Yu shook his head and continued to eat noodles.

Even so, he kept listening to the movement in the bathroom.

Soon, the middle-aged man came out and said to Xu Jiahui: "Hello, can I borrow your stool?" Don't worry, I'll wipe you clean when I'm done. ”

"No problem." Xu Jiahui nodded.

The middle-aged man found a high stool and walked into the bathroom again.

With a loud sound, more than ten minutes later, he walked out with a stool: "It's done." ”

He wiped the stool with his sleeve, carefully put it away, and said to Xu Jiahui: "Thank you, the pipeline has been opened." ”

When he lowered his head and wiped the stool with his sleeve, Su Yu clearly caught a tattoo on his right wrist.

It looks like a scorpion tattoo.

"You're welcome." Xu Jiahui hurriedly waved her hand.

As if sensing Su Yu's gaze, the middle-aged man hurriedly ripped off his sleeve to block the tattoo, then nodded at him, left, and took the initiative to close the door.

Su Yu kept frowning and pondering.

Although ordinary people like tattoos, most of them have tattoos such as Guan Gong, dragons, phoenixes and tigers.

There are fewer tattooed scorpions.

Suddenly, his head was patted: "Su Yu, what do you want?" ”

"Nothing." Su Yu shook his head and asked, "By the way, Sister Huihui, was that person upstairs neighbor just now?" ”

"That's what he said." Xu Jiahui said.

"You haven't seen it before?" Su Yu asked.

"Nope."

Xu Jiahui shook her head and said: "My upstairs neighbor turned out to be a female college student, half a year ago it was said that she was trapped by love and committed suicide by jumping off the building, so the house became a murderous house, and it has been empty and no one lives in it." ”

"That person must have been a new tenant."

She didn't think much of it.

"Committed suicide by jumping off a building because of love? Haunted house? Su Yu's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Since it has not been inhabited for half a year, why is it suddenly rented out now?" ”

"It should be that person just now who didn't know about jumping off the building, right?" Xu Jiahui said with a smile, "After all, the current intermediary companies are all the same, and they won't tell you the truth in order to let you rent a house." ”

"Is that so?" The suspicion in Su Yu's eyes remained unabated.

After eating noodles, Su Yu handed the dishes and chopsticks to Xu Jiahui, and said with a smile: "Sister Huihui, that, please help me wash the dishes, I eat a little bit, and I want to go downstairs to go around." ”

"Who told you to eat so much?" Xu Jiahui glanced at him, but still packed up the dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen.

Su Yu walked out, and after closing the door, he didn't go downstairs, but walked towards the resident upstairs.

The house number of Xu Jiahui's house is 702, so the upstairs is 802.

802 residences.

The décor is very basic, empty to be exact.

There is a lot of space in the house, but there are no fans, sofas, dining tables, washing machines, etc.

There was only a tattered wooden bed, not to mention the futon, not even a mattress, so simply a blanket.

Lying on the blanket was a big man, who was eating instant noodles while watching local news reports on the TV at the moment.

At this moment, the door opened, and the rough man who had gone downstairs earlier returned.

"Big brother, how's it going?" The instant noodle man hurriedly asked.

After the rough man brought the door, he lowered his voice and said, "The sewer is open, you can go to the toilet again in the future and be careful for me, don't block it again." ”

"I'm not asking about this, I'm asking if the residents downstairs suspect us?" The instant noodle man frowned.

"Female homeowners shouldn't have any." The rough man said thoughtfully: "It's just that her boyfriend seems to have noticed the tattoo on my hand, I wonder if he will notice anything?" ”

"What?"

The instant noodle man was shocked, and immediately said murderously: "Big brother, just don't do it and kill them too!" ”