chapter 11

So, looking at it this way, Uncle Wang and 401-clearly, Uncle Wang is acting more suspiciously.

But I have no evidence, and I can’t quite say what’s wrong.

My head hurts.

Forget it, I’ll stop thinking about it for now.

Anyway, up to now, nothing seems to have happened.

So for now, all I can do is remind the neighbors to be careful, make sure they lock their doors and windows, and not go out unnecessarily.

I sent a red packet in the group chat.

I wished everyone a happy weekend.

Whoever claims the red packet proves they’re still awake.

Then I would message them privately, telling them to lock their doors and windows and not go out.

In this building:

101 is only occupied by Uncle Wang’s family.

No one lives on the second floor.

301 is a young lady who keeps a dog, 302 is unoccupied.

401 is a sophomore girl and her boyfriend, 402 is a man in his twenties, also quite warm-hearted-I heard Uncle Wang call him Xiao Zhao.

The fifth floor is me and the guy opposite, who is pretty much a homebody.

No one lives on the sixth floor.

Before, whenever I sent a red packet in the group chat, it would be claimed almost entirely within a minute.

But this time, five minutes after I sent it, not a single person had claimed it.

I checked the time.

It was almost eleven thirty.

The young lady in 301 wouldn’t be out walking her dog, would she?

There was a dog-biting incident before.

The lady on the third floor was worried that people in the community were afraid of dogs.

So recently, she changed her dog-walking time to late at night.

Several times, I’ve heard her open the iron gate downstairs as late as midnight.

Judging by the time, she should be almost back from walking the dog.

Thinking of this, I immediately tried to add her as a friend.

I waited several minutes, but there was no response-she didn’t accept or reject the request.

Maybe she went out without her phone?

I stood by the window and looked outside.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.

Then came a rumble of thunder, followed by heavy raindrops pelting down.

That’s when I remembered.

This morning, Uncle Wang posted the weather forecast in the group chat, saying there would be a heavy rainstorm tonight.

So maybe the lady on the third floor saw the forecast and didn’t go out to walk her dog tonight.

It was almost midnight.

Since she didn’t go out to walk the dog, she’s probably already asleep by now.

I breathed a sigh of relief.