chapter 24

I had only just moved into this community.

It didn’t take long for me to notice something odd about 402.

He seemed normal enough in front of others.

But he kept doing things no one knew about.

There were a lot of stray cats in the community at first, but gradually, I noticed that there were fewer and fewer of them.

The cat food I had left in the downstairs corner the day before-

Days went by, and not a single kitty came to eat.

That’s when I knew something was wrong.

After staking out for a few days, I finally found out the truth.

It was someone from 402.

He quietly caught the stray cats from the community, then brought them home to torture and kill them.

Not only that, he streamed it online without showing his face.

He livestreamed torturing and killing kittens on foreign websites.

He used boiling water, scissors, injected all kinds of strange fluids into their bodies.

In short, every cruel method you could imagine, he had done it all.

Someone like him, born with an antisocial personality-I liked that a lot.

Later, I found his livestream channel.

In his stream, I anonymously guided him to release his true nature.

But my goal was only to make him my knife, to make him kill that scumbag. Yet he hurt the innocent instead.

For that alone, he deserved to die.

Finally, today.

He said he was going to do something big.

I watched from upstairs as he left early.

He had disguised himself.

He was also carrying a black backpack.

I knew that backpack-inside were all his tools for committing crimes.

I quietly cut the surveillance wires for 502, disguised myself as well, and left the building.

I followed him, all the way to Chengxi Market.

The scumbag who hurt my mom and me was also in Chengxi.

But 402 was ultimately a coward. He’d only killed cats, never a person. At the crucial moment, he hesitated. He dropped the knife and ran.

In the end, it was me who finished the job.

I imitated his method.

I killed my stepfather.

My stepfather was a gambler, addicted to it. Not only that, every time he lost money, he’d beat my mom and me until she gave him money-then he’d stop.

That day years ago, after he’d beaten my mom enough, he looked at her, unable to give him a cent more, and said, “Even the chickens downstairs make more money than you. Why don’t you just die.”

The next day, my mom died.

The police said it was suicide, she jumped off the building.

But I know-he drove her to her death.

From the day my mom died, I made up my mind. I would get revenge.

I finally found the chance.

I trained a perfect scapegoat.

I’d had enough of those days. With a single knife thrust, he went straight to hell.

Someone like him deserved to rot in hell.

My body was covered in blood.

I quickly changed into the clothes I’d prepared in advance.

So when I got home, I took a shower right away, and then everything else happened as before.

I met Uncle Wang coming by to check my doors and windows.

The man living in 502 was also scum.

He did help me take out the trash.

But every time, he’d secretly pick out my personal items-

And keep them in his own home as trophies.

How did I find out?

Once, I went out and saw him shrinking in a corner, already standing in the elevator.

He was standing right behind me.

I was in front of him, back turned.

Just the two of us in the elevator.

In the reflection from the elevator ceiling’s mirror,

I saw him behind me, taking my sanitary pad out of his bag…

He’s truly disgusting.

Just thinking about it makes me want to throw up.

He’d heard about the killer on the loose, too.

Chengxi Market isn’t far from our community.

He thought this was his chance.

He’d always hated the couple in 401.

As for why he hated them, I never found out.

So he plotted to kill Uncle Wang, Downstairs Sister, and her boyfriend.

He even wanted to kill me.

He originally planned to frame the killer from Chengxi.

But what he didn’t know was-the real killer was actually here in our community.

Hahahahaha.

“No, Uncle Wang wasn’t killed by him, I killed Uncle Wang.” The person from 402 lay on the ground, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.

He was laughing as blood gushed from his wound.

“I killed him, hahahaha, I came back from Chengxi. I was terrified, but at the same time, it felt so good, hahahaha.”

Truly a psychopath.

I handed him the knife.

“Then kill me.”

But he just waved his hand, already too weak.

I took his hand, holding the knife, and stabbed myself a few times, avoiding vital organs.

Then I smashed my phone on the ground.

Stuffed my bloodied clothes into his bag.

After doing all that, I opened the door a crack.

In the morning, I was woken up by a dog barking.

My door was pushed open, and a black-and-gray Husky jumped on top of me.

It pounced on me, licking my face until I woke up.

Then came a burst of a woman’s shouts.

I recognized the voice.

It was the lady from the third floor.

She brought her dog.

She was here.