Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

The originally white walls had traces of small advertisements everywhere.

But traces are traces, the small advertisements have been cleaned up, and even the paperless advertisements printed on the wall have been crossed out with black handwriting.

Oddly, it's not the entire ad that's crossed out, but the name of the business on the ad, or a few numbers from the contact number.

It does look like a child's prank.

Bai Ji'an followed the idea just now and found three families to conduct "user surveys".

As a result, only two of the three said they had changed the door locks, but he didn't know why specifically. He only knew that he couldn't insert the key at that time. When he found the people from the locksmith company, they said they couldn't see inside and didn't know what it was.

"I'm not that curious. I've wanted to change my key for a long time. The original one was really tacky!"

The young boy waved the new key chain in his hand at Bai Ji'an. There were three pendants with brand names printed on them, in various colors.

The visual impact is very strong.

This was Bai Ji'an's first reaction.

Bai Ji'an walked around several units that he could enter, and then he ran towards the two-story building where the community property was located.

"Is there a problem?"

The person who received Bai Ji'an was a middle-aged man wearing a black jacket.

Bai Ji'an smiled slightly, "I am a resident of the third unit in Building 7. I would like to ask when the management can clean the corridors. There are many small advertisements and the walls are colorful and colorful. It is really unbearable."

"If it's hygienic, we'll send people to clean it once every one to two months, but we don't care about the small advertisements."

Bai Ji'an was a little surprised by the man's tough attitude.

It seems that there are a lot of grievances between the property owners and the residents.

"But isn't there someone responsible for cleaning up?"

The man turned around and stood in front of the desk, pretending to pack up the documents at hand, "We never care about the small advertisements. If you want to clean them up, clean them up. If you don't clean them up, just turn a blind eye. Who told the people in your unit to only destroy? Don’t you want to pay to change the lock?”

"So, the advertisements that were removed from the wall have nothing to do with the property."

"Of course, if you decide when to change the door locks, I can find someone to help you clean it. Otherwise, it will be useless no matter how hard you clean the door that anyone can open."

When Bai Ji'an came out of the property, it was almost sunset.

The weather outside was perfect, and the autumn breeze was refreshing. Old people carrying small stools and parents carrying toys and children came out one after another in front of the 7th building.

Bai Ji'an walked toward the crowd. His tall figure immediately attracted the attention of the old people chatting.

They all whispered whose son this was and why they had never seen him before.

As Bai Ji'an walked, he recalled the gates and decorations of the 7 households in Building 21, "Hello, I am the homeowner of Building 7, 503."

When the old people heard this, their eyes lit up and they became interested.

"It turns out to be your house. It has been empty for so many years."

"That's right, why don't you come and live here? The security door is getting dusty and rusty!"

"The place where I work is too far away from here, so it's inconvenient. I came here specifically to take a look today."

In order to avoid too much conversation, Bai Ji'an went straight to the point. Before anyone could interrupt, he said bluntly, "When I came back today, I found that the door lock of the unit door was broken. The hygiene in the corridor is very poor. Does the management care?"

An old man sighed, "I can still take care of the hygiene, but not the door locks."

"We have to pay for it ourselves. Shouldn't this kind of thing belong to the property management in the first place? What does this mean now!"

Bai Ji'an guided them specifically and complained: "Although the small advertisements on the wall have been cleaned almost completely, the small seal-like advertisements are still there, and they become even more unsightly after they are painted over."

"They didn't even re-shape Dabai, and they only asked one person to clean up the small advertisements. It's so annoying!"

"Just call me, why do you have to come in the middle of the night?" At this time, a mother holding a baby came up next to her.

"midnight?"

"Yes, I was pregnant before. I felt so uncomfortable that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I wandered around the living room. Then I heard a clicking sound in the corridor. It wasn't very loud, but my hearing was relatively sensitive at that time, so I heard it quite loudly. clearly."

"About what time, do you remember?"

"Oh, that was quite late. I remember I slept through it all, and I woke up later, maybe one or two o'clock."

"Then do you see who it is?"

Bao's mother nodded, "Look, I tiptoed to the door and lay down on the cat's eye. My heart was pounding with fear, for fear of seeing something sinister."

"The results of it?"

"The result was an ordinary man, wearing a gray sportswear and a black peaked cap. I couldn't see his face clearly."

"What about your height?"

"It doesn't look very tall..." Bao's mother gently shook the baby lying in her arms and twirling her fingers with both hands. After a while, she thought of something and said, "The brim of his hat reaches the doorbell."

"Have you ever seen him in the community?"

Bao's mother shook her head, "I can't remember whether I've seen him before, because I can't see his face. If he changed his clothes, I wouldn't recognize him even if he stood in front of me."

Another mother with a child on the side also started to participate in the discussion. She held her daughter's hand tightly and sighed: "This is too scary, you remember correctly!"

"Of course not! I barely left the house when I was pregnant. I was raising the baby at home every day. I was bored to death, so when such a strange thing happened, I remember it as clearly as when I gave birth!"

"But it's impossible for the staff to come out to work in the middle of the night! There won't be any bad guys coming into our community!"

Bao's mother pouted, "Who is the bad guy who cleans up the small advertisements, Miss Conch?"

"Now is no time for joking, there are so many children in the community!"

In the blink of an eye, everyone's attention was focused on this unknown person.

Why on earth would you take the initiative to clean up small advertisements and choose to watch in the middle of the night?

This answer is already very obvious in Bai Ji'an's eyes.

That is, he does not want the residents here to find other unlockers through the small advertisements on the wall after something happens to the door lock.

If a person comes home and finds that her door lock cannot be opened and there is no contact information on the wall for "asking for help", what will she choose?

Knocking on your neighbor’s door for help? Contact the police? Fire alarm?

No matter which way he chooses, everyone will give him only one answer in the end.

Tell him the contact information for unlocking the door and ask him to contact him himself.

So what did this unlocker do to make everyone choose him immediately when they receive a call for help in this regard?

Bai Ji'an thought deeply. It seemed that he needed to go to the nearby police station and firefighting unit.