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Chapter 50 Really!It's all true! (Please recommend a monthly ticket)

At this moment, in the Jing'an Riverside Garden Community, under the dark night, it was as if the mute button had been pressed.

Panting.

The pounding heartbeat.

In that high floor, behind every light, there are ten fingers clenched tightly, the joints are white, it is a dignified expression, a nervous mood...

waiting!
Everyone is waiting for a result...

...

Room 3, Building 0702.

Leaning against the back of the bed, the light from the mobile phone screen hit her cheeks. Hu Piaoyue, a 26-year-old primary school female teacher, tapped her two thumbs and kept typing replies on WeChat.

The owner group of Riverside Garden, one message after another, flashed quickly:

"problem occurs!"

"An accident happened at Mr. Wen's house. I was downstairs at his house, and I could hear Mr. Wen's panicked voice..."

"No way?"

"Could it be that the death notice is true?"

"I'm so scared!"

Hu Piaoyue sent out the last message.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and her hands were tightly clutching the phone.

...

Room 9, Building 1003.

The 25-year-old He Yongyuan, a staff member of the company's HR department who just started working, looked at WeChat.

His expression tightened and he held his breath.

On the screen, the latest good news flashed across:
"What luck!"

"Mr. Meng, who just moved to the opposite door of Mr. Wen's house half a month ago, is a doctor at the Ninth People's Hospital, and has already participated in the rescue!"

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"Everyone pray for Mr. Wen!"

...

Building 13, Room 2103.

In the three-bedroom apartment where Li Ji was stationed, each staff member became solemn and busy.

The secretary, Yan Chudan, spoke very fast, and coordinated the tasks of all departments according to the plan...

Guo Zhenglong was alone, sitting near the corner of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Beside him, the curtains had been tightly drawn, and in front of him were the screens of three computers on the left, middle and right.

His fingertips tapped on the keyboard 'crackling'.

study.

Li Ji wore sound-proof headphones and looked at the monitoring screen on the 7th floor of Building 15 in front of him.

All I saw was that outside the door of Room 1503, in the corridor, seven or eight neighbors from the upper and lower floors gathered one after another. Some had fluffy hair and were wearing pajamas; different slippers...

The elevator in the elevator room opens from time to time.

Hastily footsteps sounded one after another...

In the corridor, more and more people gathered, and under the eyes, there were shadowy figures and dense darkness.

...

7 buildings with 15 floors and corridors.

There was some noise just now, and it gradually sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the suppressed angry reprimand came!

"Don't talk!"

"Doctor Meng, we are in the house for rescue..."

The atmosphere of Wen's house, which is separated by a door, is not as tense as outside the house.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, Wen Zhifeng, a refined and gentle middle-aged man, glanced at his father's bedroom. In the room, the middle-aged Dr. Zhang was continuously performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation and a series of first aids on the dummy. measure.

Father Wen Jizu sat in front of a chair.

Behind him, a young makeup artist skillfully painted his father's makeup...

The old skin became paler, and even, gradually, there was no trace of blood.

dead!

Started to look like a dead man!
Looking at his father, Wen Zhifeng suddenly felt uncomfortable, his throat choked up...

"Fake, it's all fake."

The wife in a beige knitted sweater walked by, stopped her husband's arm, and kept talking while stroking Wen Zhifeng's back with the remaining hand.

...

Time passed quickly.

On the verge, the time for the death notice is getting closer and closer.

at last!

06:06:29!
Minutes passed...

The middle-aged doctor, Meng Junjie, stopped his rescue gesture. He pinched his watch and looked at the time on the dial. His heavy voice sounded startled:

"Sorry, I've tried my best."

"Mr. Wen's heart stopped completely about 5 minutes ago, that is to say, around [-]:[-], and he was declared dead."

Old man Wen Jizu had already put on his makeup and was lying on the bed.

"The specific cause of death was myocardial infarction, very suddenly..."

"This sudden disease has a high probability of appearing in the elderly group..."

Dr. Meng walked to the side lying on his side, and seemed to read his lines to Wen Jizu and his wife, but in fact, he was speaking to the person outside the door, who was listening by the anti-theft door.

soon.

The ambulance from the hospital arrived, and after entering Room 1503, it shook his head and left empty.

...

"Mr. Wen has been confirmed dead!"

"Sudden myocardial infarction...the time of death was around [-]:[-] in the morning."

in front of the phone screen.

Those eyes looked at the text sent from the owner group.

This time coincided with the [Death Notice] that was sent in the group ten hours ago!
silence...

A long silence!
The two prime-age owners of rooms 13 and 1303 in Building 1304 died unexpectedly according to the 'death notice'!
This time.

The old man in Room 7, Building 1503, even more, was dying under the attention of more than [-] residents in the entire community!
"real!"

"real!"

"This death notice is true!"

In the owner group, black characters on a white background are constantly refreshing.

The news came quickly!
Almost every second, someone is sending out.

Through these news, one can feel a deep sense of fear and panic.

Room 3, Building 0702.

Hu Piaoyue, a female elementary school teacher, began to click on the voice of the owner group.

The hoarse, hasty voice kept ringing:
"real!"

"It's all true!"

"Master Yan Wang, leaked the lifespan of the residents of our community!"

"It's not a prank!"

Hoarse, terrified.

...

At 45:[-] in the morning, the sky is already bright.

The huge Zhonghai City has already started to get busy, and the vehicles in the morning rush hour are busy.

In the Riverside Garden Community, most residents, even though they were in a state of panic and panic, had to be busy getting ready to go to work.

"The effect is not bad, and it has met expectations."

in the room.

Li Ji leaned back, took the completion report of each process handed over by his secretary Yan Chudan, nodded, and answered with a smile.

"Let everyone be more at ease and have breakfast."

Li Ji said again.

Stop talking.

He raised his watch, glanced at the time, and said:

"At around 07:30, launch the second burst point."

...

Gao Hongfang and Cui Zhengqing, who were the first to follow the death notice, were in good health and in their prime of life, but died suddenly due to accidents...

The third person who died, old man Wen Jizu, who was on the verge of his death, died of myocardial infarction.

below.

It is the fourth and last death in the setting.

...

Wearing a gray coat, Li Ji walked around the community, and what he saw were residents who were walking in a hurry.

Had breakfast at a breakfast shop outside the community.

I heard a series of surprised and uncertain discussions.

...

Seven thirty.

Another screenshot was sent out.

This is, since Wen Jizu, the person closest to death...

‘姓名：尹为海，年龄：41岁，剩余寿命：02天03小时20分钟09秒。’

(End of this chapter)