The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 10
Shocking, weeping ghosts and gods' screams immediately filled the entire stairwell.

Song Zhen withdrew his outstretched hand calmly, frowned, but did not scold her.

Ji Qian's voice can be said to go straight to the sky and resound through the sky.

When she saw clearly that the frightening, bearded face in front of her was exactly the one she had flirted with two hours ago, Ji Qian was immediately dumbfounded.

"belch!"

She was so frightened that she hiccupped, and the distance between the two of them was less than a decimeter.

Ji Qian hurriedly covered her mouth, looking at the man's sharp and hard-lined face, her ears burned red all of a sudden.

The air was suddenly quiet.

"Um, can you back... Back up?" She stretched out her finger and poked the man forward, separating the distance between them.

The man's face was a little condensed, and his eyes fell on her fingertips, as if they were frozen. He probably had never been sprayed with a full belch before, and he was directly petrified.

Ji Qian's fingers froze. Surprisingly, the chest under her fingertips was so hard that her fingers hurt a little.At the same time, a strong heartbeat came from the fingertips.

In the silent air, only each other's breathing is clearly audible.

After a stalemate for a while, the man straightened up.

"Ahem." Ji Qian pretended to clear her throat, and just about to say something, she heard the man ask, "Have you practiced?"

"what?"

"Good skill."

But the man took the lead and walked forward as if nothing had happened. Only then did Ji Qian realize that he was boasting that he had quick hands and eyes when he fell.

But what was he doing downstairs?
"Hey, what are you doing downstairs?" Thinking of her, he asked directly.

"Then what are you doing downstairs?" The man actually spoke up.

Looking into the man's deep eyes, Ji Qian swallowed her saliva, a little nervous, but she still confessed: "There is a dead person downstairs, my assistant found it, so I... go down and have a look."

"Exactly, I'm going to take a look too." After he finished speaking, he immediately stepped up and continued downstairs.

Ji Qian quickly caught up with him, and couldn't help being curious: "Hey, aren't you afraid?"

The man glanced at her, his eyes were steady, without any fluctuations, as if nothing could shake him.

Ji Qian couldn't help but ask again: "Are you really not afraid?"

"So, you are afraid." The man said instead.

Ji Qian stopped in her tracks all of a sudden, as if someone had cast a spell on her body.

Yes, she was afraid, feeling inexplicably panicked.

Especially after she posted that sensational Weibo.

Maybe she has feelings, but all the feelings are not as strong as the moment when she really heard the news of death.

She posts on Weibo, she is glad that she is alive, and she prays for the safety of the world, but in the final analysis, in addition to personal emotions, it is more for "compassion" and "following", not so much that Weibo is for her to vent and show her personal The emotional platform is more like a means for her to attract fans and attract attention.

She was just rubbing the heat of "Anna".

But at the moment when Xiaolou said "dead people", she seemed to return to that moment, the moment when she saw the car being overturned by the typhoon and reflected in her eyes - that was the moment of dying, fear, real feeling.

So when she went down the stairs, she was anxious, panicked, and on fire, as if being chased by someone, because she had an impulse in her heart, an impulse to take a look at the scene.

This impulse is weird and sudden, but it really exists.

It seemed that seeing the scene was like pouring cold water on her, freeing her from her hypocritical and unreal emotions.

But now, in the man's deep and sharp eyes, all the false covers seemed to be taken apart one by one.

"you……"

"Let's go and have a look together." The man didn't say anything more.

Ji Qian was a little dazed, and then suddenly realized that those fearful and tense emotions seemed to have swelled to the extreme, and they were immediately vented after being pierced by him so sharply, which made her "burdened" emotions suddenly relieved.

Can this man read minds?

Following the man silently, Ji Qian couldn't help muttering.

In fact, she is a bit chatty, she will whisper when she is nervous, this is also a problem, it is the same as looking at her mobile phone while eating, it seems... It cannot be changed.

Ugh.

She sighed to herself, then shook her head, thinking about nothing else, she quickly followed, but soon, she found that the man seemed to slow down.

What a... strange man.

Cold, but in some ways considerate.

The two quickly went downstairs, and when they reached the last floor, the traces of the flood could clearly be seen.The remaining water level in the corridor, as well as the silt residue accumulated in the corners, are all complaining about the violent typhoon last night.

The man directly stepped up and stepped on it, inevitably stepping on the mud.Ji Qian frowned and followed closely.

When he walked out of the corridor, the man seemed to turn his head to look at her, his eyes fell on the insteps of her insteps where the fair skin was slightly exposed after stepping on her flip flops, and the brows were slightly raised, but he still didn't say anything.

Sensing his gaze, Ji Qian couldn't help but shrink her toes, a little embarrassed.Good thing he just took one look and walked away.

Ji Qian ignored the sudden abnormal heartbeat, while stretching out her hand to loosen her hair so that it covered her palm-sized face from both sides, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Xiaolou's number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Where are you? I'm already downstairs."

"Sister, didn't I tell you not to come?"

"So much nonsense, where is it?"

"...the garden, the side of the rockery with the gazebo."

Ji Qian hung up the phone resolutely, and was about to show the man the way, but found that the man had already taken the lead towards the garden.

How does he know?

Before he could be surprised, he turned the corner and saw the crowd of onlookers.

There were about seven or eight people standing together in twos, pointing and whispering in the middle, and Ji Qian saw the figure of Xiaolou in the crowd with sharp eyes.

"Xiaolou!" She called out hastily.

Xiaolou turned his head, his complexion cleared instantly, as if the clouds were clearing the sky.In the blink of an eye, Ji Qian had already walked up to him.

Regardless of the bystanders, Ji Qian quickly looked him up and down.

"Why are you covered in mud?" she asked.

I saw that Xiaolou's back, the hem of his clothes, and the whole pair of trousers were all muddy, and his whole body was dirty.

When had she ever seen Xiaolou in such a state of embarrassment!

"I'm fine." Xiaolou comforted her in turn, especially when he saw the mud under her feet, he couldn't bear it, and at the same time thought of the dead body lying behind him, he immediately stopped her sideways, and at the same time stretched his palms to her head, He said angrily: "I told you not to let you come, why did you come anyway, it's still raining, the police should be here soon, I can even hear the sound."

"If I don't come, you just stay here alone? Don't block the rain for me, take care of yourself, look what you've become!" Ji Qian opened his hand and took a step back, she knew, The body behind Xiaolou might be the corpse, because everyone's eyes were locked in that direction.

She didn't force it to look, but instead asked, "What's going on?"

"I left the door after talking to you on the phone, and I couldn't get in when I drove to the gate of the community. The damage here was so bad that I needed a wrecker to pass. I had no choice but to get out of the car and walk. I wanted to take a small road. Come here from the garden to find you quickly, who knows that I bumped into you beside the rockery in the garden..."

He patted his chest, with a look of lingering fear, "I was walking too fast, and I accidentally tripped and looked down, it turned out to be..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of the shocking horror scene just now, his nose wrinkled into a shriveled chrysanthemum, he swallowed with difficulty, his eyes flickered.

"It's... what?" Ji Qian was a little terrified.

"Yes, a hand."

(End of this chapter)