Dangerous Personality

It may be a psychological effect, and in the second half of the night, the residents basically fell asleep. Chi Qing rubbed Jie Lin's hand that day, and fell asleep after returning home.

There was no dream all night, no sound was heard, no distorted sound, and no sudden awakening.

It wasn't until dawn that people in the building gradually resumed their activities, and the sounds of various conversations gradually increased.

Although he fell asleep for less than five hours at night, it was already a miracle during Chi Qing's week-long insomnia.

Chi Qing reached for the alarm clock beside the bed, and the hour hand pointed to '9' o'clock.

Someone hastily pressed the elevator button: [I forgot to bring a file bag, hey, I must be late for work today, and I have to see the manager's face, buy a lottery ticket on the way to work later, if I win the lottery, I will resign immediately. 】

There are also people who ask for leave to rest at home, but look forward to being able to go to the company: [I can’t go to work, when will this disease recover.I am now in the rising stage of my career, every day is precious, what if the performance of the next-door group XXX surpasses me, this opportunity for promotion...]

After Chi Qing got up, he was a little bit more energetic, took the medicine on time, and while drinking water from the glass, the topic in his ears changed several times.

When everyone who was supposed to go to work went to work, and the hour hand turned half a circle, there were only patients who were worried about their performance, the elderly who were retired at home, children on vacation, and...a drunk who woke up in the afternoon .

【I hate my father the most. 】A young voice said with a crying tone.

Immediately afterwards, the sound stopped for a long time, and when Chi Qing put down the water glass, carefully selected a silver pocket knife from the knives, and took out an apple from the fruit plate, the sound sounded again when the apple was cut in half.

[Don't hit mom. 】

【Stop beating mom——】

The red peel in Chi Qing's hand was cut off in half.

Downstairs, third floor, room 302.

The drunken man reeked of alcohol, saw the woman who was working hard at home, and commanded in a hoarse voice: "Go get me a glass of water."

"Wait a minute," the woman's curly hair, which was permed and dyed a long time ago, looked extremely messy, and she said, "I'm still busy, you can pour it yourself."

However, the drunk man didn't seem to hear it.

He waited and waited, and through the drunkenness, the unhappiness of the past few days broke out in thirst, and kicked his feet: "Damn——"

In the corner of the living room, a little girl was huddled next to the refrigerator. Her eyes were very red, and she stared blankly at him.

"You are just like your mother, you get angry when you see it," he turned his head and said, "Why are you staring at me!"

The girl let out a very soft cry from her chest, and finally closed her eyes tightly, closing her ears by mistake.

[It wasn't like this at home before, since my father's factory collapsed... why did it become like this, my father is obviously not like this. 】

Just when she was thinking "Can all of this end quickly, how can it end quickly", she only heard a "ding bell".

The doorbell rang suddenly.

The man cursed and stopped to open the door. The woman took the opportunity to wipe away her tears and hugged the girl tightly, covering her ears and saying, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, your father is just drunk."

A stranger stood outside the door. Seeing him open the door, the man in black gloves slowly let go of the doorbell.

The man was very thin, wearing a dark sweater, his slightly long hair looked inexplicably gloomy, his red lips were pursed, and his complexion was too fair.He has lived in this building for a long time and has never seen this person, and the most important thing is that this person has a small knife in his other hand.

The two-finger-wide folding knife, even though it is in a folded state, can still peek at the sharp tip of the knife.

The man looked the visitor up and down, understood, and blurted out: "I have no money!"

Chi Qing: "..."

"I'm here to collect debts." The man was originally living a good life, but when he fell from the clouds, he said in a broken jar, "Is there any money or death? The factory is gone. I'm penniless first. See for yourself Do it, I'm not afraid of you."

Chi Qing didn't speak. He stood at the door and glanced coldly into the room. The situation inside the room was similar to what he had heard.

The man obviously misunderstood this glance: "I really have no money!"

"..."

"I'm not a debt collector," Chi Qing finally said, "Besides, your life is not as valuable as you think. It's a waste of public resources while you're alive, and a waste of land when you die."

"I just wanted to say something."

The man listened to the cold voice in a daze.

"It's so noisy, be quiet." The knife in Chi Qing's hand was brought down when he was peeling the apple just now. In fact, he had no other meaning. He pointed at the woman in the room with the handle of the knife at this moment, his face still expressionless , "Try moving again."

man:"…………"

The man forgot to think for a moment, this strange resident doesn't live on this floor at all, how could he hear the noise and feel noisy.

It's not that no one came to persuade them to fight before, but most of the neighbors thought that they were husband and wife after all, and the affairs of the family were difficult to manage, and the police couldn't control them, let alone them.

But no matter what, no one who has been here has been as arrogant as this one.

The strange resident didn't seem to care what was going on in their house, just felt noisy, not as righteously angry as other neighbors, but the effect was outstanding.

And the girl who was embraced by the woman opened her closed eyes, and found that everything was over just like what she had been asking for help in her mind just now.

She only had time to catch a glimpse of the man's hand with the jackknife and the black glove.

After Chi Qing finished speaking, he ignored the man. The elevator had just stopped on the first floor. He directly pressed the elevator button. When the elevator slowly stopped on the third floor, the elevator door opened, and met Jie Lin who had just returned from the psychological clinic: "..."

Xie Lin pressed his finger on the 'Open Elevator Door' button to make it easier for those who want to enter the elevator on the third floor to come in. He never thought that it would be Chi Qing who met on the third floor: "Why are you here?"

Chi Qing: "I said I'll come down and see if you believe me."

Xie Lin's eyes were on Chi Qing's hand, he lingered on the person from House 302, and finally said: "Looking at the current situation, it's hard to believe."

The man who was so intimidated before to speak out had seen Jie Lin. After all, he lived in the building for a long time, so it was hard not to be impressed. When he saw Xie Lin's smiling face, his courage doubled, as if he had found a basis to continue making trouble. : "You guys know each other? He came down with a knife and threatened me - I've never seen him before, so I can't just let it go."

Xie Lin smelled the smell of alcohol on the man, and looked at the half-closed door again.

Chi Qing thought that Xie Lin would ask, but he didn't ask.

"You said a threat is a threat?" Xie Lin still had the easy-going look, but what he said was, "Sorry, I didn't see it, and I wasn't there."

"..."

Xie Lin signaled Chi Qing to enter the elevator: "My tenant is very gentle and can't do anything threatening. I hope you will pay attention to your words before you speak next time."

Chi Qing, who had nothing to do with the words "gentle personality", felt that this evaluation was too exaggerated, so exaggerated that he didn't notice the prefix of the word at the first time.

Jie Lin looked past the man and landed on the half-covered door behind the man. The last sentence before releasing the elevator button was obviously not directed at the man. His voice slowed down, making it difficult for people to feel nervous: "Call the police Records and hospital medical records are important evidence for domestic violence. According to the law, you can contact the neighborhood committee, women's federation, and police station. These three organizations are obliged to protect you. Of course, how to do it depends on your personal wishes, but sometimes parents Behaviors and choices will affect children to a large extent... If your child encounters the same thing in the future, she may feel that it is normal and right to be patient."

Xie Lin let go of his hand.

The elevator doors shut completely.

Chi Qing held the folding knife in his hand, forced by Xie Lin's keen observation skills, he could only take the initiative to explain: "Just now the elevator stopped at the third floor, and I heard movement in room 302..."

When Chi Qing said this, he paused: "Do you really think I didn't threaten him?"

Xie Lin: "It depends on what kind of threat it means. After all, even if you don't speak at that stop, it's easy for people to feel threatened."

"..."

Xie Lin went on to say: "But this kind of person, so what if you threaten him."

The topic about 302 ended, and the elevator fell into embarrassment for a while.

Although I did sleep well after rubbing yesterday, but in this confined and small space, the uneasiness in Chi Qing's heart was magnified.

One second before the elevator arrived, Xie Lin broke the silence: "Doctor Wu told me."

Chi Qing raised his eyes: "?"

"As long as you need, I can cooperate with you."

Xie Lin looked at Chi Qing's gloved hand again: "You don't need to wear gloves when we meet next time, how can I touch you with gloves on?"

When Chi Qing mentioned this matter to Dr. Wu before, he was simply troubled, and later he explained it to Xie Lin when he had no other choice. Shangjielin, put the treatment plan on the agenda.

After Chi Qing went back and closed the door, he took off the gloves little by little, and looked at his hands for a long time.

until the phone rings.

Before he went out, he casually placed his cell phone on the cabinet in the entrance, the cell phone rang several times, and the caller showed: [Ji Mingrui].

Ji Mingrui was too busy to sleep these days, and finally found a chance to sleep in the car for a while. When he woke up, he checked the time with his mobile phone and realized that Chi Qing had disappeared for nearly a week. He didn't reply to messages or answer calls.

"Hello," Ji Mingrui said when the phone was connected, "Master, you are still alive."

The old man on the other end of the phone said the most indifferent words in the most familiar tone: "I'm not dead."

Ji Mingrui: "It's good that you still have some breath, I'm scared, I thought something happened to you."

Ji Mingrui got up from the back seat, his legs were numb from sleep, he hammered his legs: "By the way, did you say last time that you were treating... Did you make any progress?"

The two couldn't talk for a few words.

Because Su Xiaolan quickly opened the passenger door, she sat in with her notebook and said, "The investigation here is over, let's go to the next place."

So Ji Mingrui hung up the phone in a hurry, and turned to the driving seat in front skillfully: "It's okay, I won't talk to you, let's talk back."

Su Xiaolan asked casually, "What treatment?"

Ji Mingrui put down the handbrake: "Is there any other treatment, the one who is sick."

Ji Mingrui added, "Treatment for cleanliness."

The first thing Su Xiaolan thought of was Chi Qing's hand and the black gloves that she kept in her hand all year round: "Then the treatment...has progress?"

In fact, Ji Mingrui didn't wait for Chi Qing's response at all just now, but he still said confidently: "Impossible, I don't know about my brother, there is no cure. Last time I went to his house, he asked me to touch him. Nausea, what progress can be made."

Outside the car window, the sun was setting and it was evening.

The day passed quickly, the sun and the moon alternated, and the last bit of light was blocked. The street lights on both sides of the road were turned on instantly, and it was night again, and the night outside was dim.

Chi Qing lay on the bed with her eyes closed, trying to fall asleep.

However, whenever he thought he might be able to fall asleep, a voice would suddenly come out: [He is right, if my child encounters this kind of thing in the future, will she do the same thing as me? choose? 】

Chi Qing knew without thinking that the voice came from the third floor.

10 minute later.

Chi Qing knocked on the opposite door for the second time.

"I'm not wearing gloves." When Xie Lin opened the door, Chi Qing was wearing a thin coat. His voice was still cold, but his eyes were unnaturally downward. Obviously, he was not used to other expressions other than choking. , "...is it convenient for you now?"

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