Save the tragic villain in progress!

Many people gathered around Chen Pingchuan's house to watch the excitement.Meng Zhoushan scanned the faces that were either unfamiliar or familiar, and finally fixed on the position near the corner of the stairs——

There stood a man wearing a peaked cap.The opponent's collar was turned up high, blocking the lower half of his face.Only a pair of eyes were exposed, sneaking like a mouse in a burrow.He didn't get close to watch the fun like the others, he just stood outside the crowd and watched, and when he found Meng Zhoushan was staring at him, he immediately turned and went upstairs.

Seeing this, Meng Zhoushan slowly put his hands into his pockets, kicked Yan Yuezhao with the toe of his leather shoes, and motioned him to follow in a low voice: "There are fish."

Hearing this, Yan Yuezhao glanced upstairs, stood up from the steps, and patted the ashes on his buttocks: "It's fine for me to follow, but you have to tell me why you want to investigate the person with the red birthmark on the tiger's mouth."

What happened in the previous life obviously cannot be explained.

Meng Zhoushan could only make up a reason to deceive the past: "When the incident happened, I saw a suspicious person wandering around, with a red birthmark on the tiger's mouth."

"Don't tell me sooner."

Yan Yuezhao muttered, and immediately turned around to follow the man in the peaked cap.He was wearing plain clothes and had been lurking in the dark all morning. He did not reveal his identity as a policeman, so he was not afraid of being discovered.

And the quarrel at Chen Pingchuan's house finally died down under the persuasion of the neighbors.The young girl who sells insurance upstairs pulled away Chen Pingchuan who was about to fight with the police, and persuaded him nicely: "Brother Chen, the police also serve the people, so just calm down, look at you, drink so much, and when my sister-in-law sees it, she wants to fight again." angry."

On the sixth floor, Mrs. She has been a widow for many years. She has a weird temper and is the most poisonous. She likes to stir up wind and rain when she has nothing to do.Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, she provocatively ate melon seeds, "Chen Pingchuan, don't admit that you are cowardly today, the police are bullying you, why are you still swallowing your anger?"

The young policeman at the side blushed when he heard the words, and stepped forward to reason with her regardless of his companion's pull: "What is bullying, please speak clearly!"

Seeing this, Mrs. She turned up the volume, slapped her thigh vigorously and said, "Ouch! Ouch! Everyone, come and see, the police are coming to beat me, an old woman, everyone, come and see, is there any reason?"

She likes to find fault when she has nothing to do, which has become a pathological behavior.The neighbors have been very interested in the beginning, but now they are tired of watching.The old woman had a high-pitched voice, which made people's ears hurt. The more people watched her, the more they yelled, and they all dispersed and went home.

Seeing the crowd dispersed, Meng Zhoushan suddenly remembered the sound of Sui Yue in the room, and was about to go back.However, when he turned around, he saw the boy came out pushing the wheelchair at some point.

"uncle,"

Chen Pingchuan was not far away, but Sui Yuesheng's eyes kept falling on Meng Zhoushan, looked up at him and said softly: "It's getting late, I should go home."

Meng Zhoushan actually doesn't like children very much.He helped take care of Yan Yuezhao's son before, but that boy was too naughty, and he was not as cute as the boy in front of him.

Sui Yuesheng was probably an exception.

Meng Zhoushan knelt down slowly: "Okay, if you need anything, come and find me anytime."

Grandma She, who was yelling just now, saw the police leave and had nothing to do, so she was not in the mood to go upstairs and go home.However, before taking two steps, he suddenly found Sui Yuesheng's figure, and he let out a surprised voice: "Yuesheng, why is your leg still paralyzed? It must have been many years, have you seen a doctor? Yes, I have heard people say that the legs have been paralyzed for many years and there is basically no hope of standing up."

Sui Yuesheng lowered her head and said nothing, her face was pale, showing a bit of embarrassment and embarrassment for no reason.He unconsciously clenched his knees with his fingertips, so hard that he almost sank into the flesh.

At this moment, a hand with sharp joints suddenly opened his fingertips.The palm is warm and dry, with a thin callus.He wore a men's watch on his wrist, and the silver chain strap was close to Sui Yuesheng's skin, which was cool.

Sui Yuesheng raised her eyes, but met Meng Zhoushan's quiet gaze: "Don't pinch yourself."

After Meng Zhoushan finished speaking, he slowly stood up straight and looked at Mrs. She.He lit a cigarette with a lighter, probably because he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which added a bit of elegance and rigor, and what he said was inexplicably convincing.In a cloud of smoke, he said: "Actually, there is another disease that is more terrifying than paralysis."

Grandma She was aroused.Seeing that Meng Zhoushan was well-dressed, she inexplicably refrained from her aggressiveness just now, and asked enthusiastically, "What's wrong?"

"Talk cancer."

Meng Zhoushan flicked the cigarette between his slender fingertips.His eyes were squinted by the smog: "This disease mostly occurs in the elderly. If you talk too much, you will easily get cancer. It is a malignant tumor disease. In the advanced stage, your mouth and tongue will be rotten. The best way is to spend your whole life. Shut up and don't talk."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at the bewildered Madam She, grabbed the armrest of Sui Yuesheng's wheelchair, and pushed him to the door of the house.

At that time, the insurance saleswoman upstairs was sitting in the house, advising Chen Pingchuan not to quarrel with the police.At the same time, he was selling his own insurance without a trace, and the temptations of various benefits made Chen Pingchuan fall into deep thought.

"Brother Chen, I've finished what I need to say. You have to think about it carefully. It's getting late, so I'll be leaving first."

After finishing speaking, the woman got up from the sofa, said goodbye and left.Seeing Sui Yuesheng at the door, he smiled inexplicably, and then found Meng Zhoushan behind him, his eyes fell on the man's gentle and handsome face, and he couldn't move back.

Meng Zhoushan didn't look at her, and pushed Sui Yuesheng to the door.

Chen Pingchuan had never seen Meng Zhoushan before, and when he saw an unknown man standing outside the door, he subconsciously stood up and frowned: "Who are you?"

Meng Zhoushan stubbed out the cigarette butt, and the spark went out. He didn't want to explain too much: "Neighbor next door."

After finishing his sentence, he lowered his eyes to look at Sui Yuesheng, and was about to say something, but saw that the young man was also looking at him, making it difficult to tell what kind of complicated emotions were hidden in his eyes.

"Then I'll go first."

Meng Zhoushan's voice was gentle, and he faintly felt powerless for the poor living environment of the teenager.

Sui Yuesheng heard the words and quietly let go of the hand that was holding the corner of his clothes, and asked cautiously: "Then can I go to you next time?"

Meng Zhoushan: "Of course."

Sui Yuesheng finally smiled when she heard the words, and there was a faint light in her dark eyes.It is so clear in this dangerous building, like the last bit of starlight when the lights go out.

When Meng Zhoushan left, Sui Yuesheng stared at the man's back for a long time, and finally retracted his gaze until he was out of sight.He was about to push the wheelchair into the house, but he saw a red advertising leaflet stuffed under the threshold.

This advertising leaflet is so small that it is covered with footprints, and ordinary people can't find it at all.Sui Yuesheng was sitting in a wheelchair and had a low vision, so he saw it.

He grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with one hand, bent slightly, and picked up the leaflet.

Seeing Meng Zhoushan leave, Chen Pingchuan kicked a pile of glass wine bottles by his feet irritably, and frowned at Sui Yuesheng: "Where did you go wild last night, and you didn't drag the land, and you didn't cook food. I just came back now. I can't control you anymore, can I?!"

Sui Yuesheng smelled a pungent and choking smell of smoke, and saw a pile of cigarette butts on the ground as expected.He silently pushed the wheelchair into the house and found a rag to clean up.

Chen Pingchuan couldn't hold back his temper, walked over and kicked his wheelchair: "What time is it and do the cleaning, hurry up and cook, just like your aunt, she's mentally ill!"

Sui Yuesheng paused after hearing the words: "Uncle, there is no food at home."

Chen Pingchuan frowned: "Then go down and buy."

Sui Yuesheng said softly: "There is no money..."

Chen Pingchuan was even annoyed when he heard the words.His alcoholism has affected his work, and the company has recently intended to fire him, and his salary will not be paid until the middle of next month.

"They're all debt collectors!" Chen Pingchuan fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and threw a crumpled five-yuan note on Sui Yuesheng's lap, "Hurry up and buy vegetables and cook!"

Sui Yuesheng collected the money, said yes, then pushed the wheelchair into the house, and found the cloth bag usually used to hold vegetables in the narrow compartment inside.

Chen Pingchuan started to watch his football game again, the TV signal was poor and rattled.

There is a blue flower pot outside the window sill of the cubicle, which is warmed by the sun, but the weather forecast says that there will be rain in the afternoon.Sui Yuesheng brought in the flowerpot, poured half a glass of water into it, and gently stroked the edge of the flowerpot with her fingertips, her eyes were somewhat gloomy and gentle.

He didn't know what to think of, and his movements slowly stopped, took out the red leaflet he picked up at the door, and spread it out carefully.

It was a flyer for the opening of a restaurant, on rough and cheap paper.The only difference is probably that the back of this paper was drawn with a pattern of ouroboros in red ink, and a row of scrawled words was written underneath:

I devour sin, I gain eternal life.

Sui Yuesheng held the leaflet in his left hand, and stroked the pot of ungerminated flowers with his right hand, his eyes drooped, and he didn't know what he was thinking.After a while, the left hand gently stretched out the window, and let go of the fingertips——

The red leaflet fluttered down, swirled in the air, and was blown to the streets and alleys by the wind.

It rained heavily at night, making it even colder.Standing in the precarious wind and rain, this dangerous building seems to collapse at any time.

Meng Zhoushan used to like to write in this kind of weather, because the wet rain and dark night are the most likely to breed evil.But today, because there was an unexpected guest at home, he was a little uneasy.

"Da da da da da! I'm a policeman, you've already been arrested, don't hesitate to raise your hands and surrender!"

A seven-year-old boy held a toy gun and fired at Meng Zhoushan, hoping he would cooperate.Unfortunately, Meng Zhoushan didn't respond at all.

"'Officer Xiaoyan', I suggest that you should do your extracurricular homework now. Catching thieves is what you will do when you grow up."

The nanny at home took family leave, and Yan Yuezhao was following the suspect, so he really couldn't get away to take care of this living ancestor.After picking him up from school, he had to temporarily leave him at Meng Zhoushan's house and ask him to take care of him.

I have to say that Yan Yuezhao has a big heart, and dared to throw the child here in such a dangerous place.

Yan Xiangming curled his lips and threw away the toy gun in his hand: "Uncle, can you buy me a new toy gun? Dad won't buy it for me."

Meng Zhoushan thought it was normal.Yan Yuezhao spent money lavishly. After the divorce, he didn't have a wife to help him manage his finances, and he was poor at the end of the month.

Meng Zhoushan put the pen aside, turned on the computer and asked, "I'll buy you a toy gun, will you be quiet?"

Hearing this, Yan Xiangming immediately leaned over to the table, murmured in a low voice, a little aggrieved: "I still want a new tablet for drawing and playing. I was No. 1 in the last exam, and my father promised to buy it for me, but he never bought it."

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems.Meng Zhoushan scrolled the mouse slowly, browsing the products: "What does your father's promise have to do with me?"

Yan Xiangming tugged at his sleeve and acted like a baby: "Uncle, I won't quarrel with you, okay, I'm going to do my homework now."

This is a spoiled only seedling, except for a bit of a turbulent personality, there is nothing serious about it.Meng Zhoushan chose a tablet for him and bought an imitation toy gun. Yan Xiangming really lay down on the table and obediently did his homework.

Meng Zhoushan suddenly thought of the silent boy in a wheelchair. After thinking for a moment, he placed an order on the computer and bought a new mobile phone.

The rain outside was pattering, but the interior was so quiet that one could not know what to do.

Meng Zhoushan was revising the manuscript he had submitted to the publishing house before. Some of the content in it was too bloody, and the editor said that it had to be deleted.

He can't beautify those cruel stories, so all he can do is delete and modify.

Seeing Meng Zhoushan meditating on writing, Yan Xiangming dared not disturb him.After finishing my homework, I quietly leaned over to the table and said, "Uncle, I'm thirsty."

Without raising his head, Meng Zhou picked up the glass bottle at the corner of the table and poured him a glass of water: "Drink."

Yan Xiangming: "... Uncle, what you poured is red wine."

Meng Zhoushan finally came back to his senses, only then did he realize that he had made a mistake, so he got up from his seat and poured him a glass of orange juice again.

Yan Xiangming found a piece of paper placed by Meng Zhoushan on the corner of the table, on which was drawn a pattern of ouroboros, leaned over and gasped in surprise: "Uncle, you can also draw this snake."

Meng Zhoushan paused when he heard this, and turned to look at him: "Have you seen this snake anywhere else?"

"Yes," Yan Xiangming said, "When Dad picked me up from school, I saw it on the wall downstairs."

Meng Zhoushan's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, and he was about to go downstairs to check, when he suddenly remembered that it was not safe to leave Yan Xiangming alone in the house, so he simply walked over and carried him out of the room together.

Yan Xiangming didn't like to go out on a rainy day, the boss was reluctant: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Meng Zhoushan wrapped him in his coat, walked into the elevator, and said in a serious voice, "Where is that snake, you can show it to uncle when you get down later."

Yan Xiangming let out a cry.

The corridors are dark, dimly lit, and covered with small advertisements.It is not easy to find patterns on a pile of colorful mottled walls.

Yan Xiangming recalled the scene when he entered the door with a small schoolbag on his back. After searching around for a long time, he finally pointed to a corner under the mailbox and said, "Uncle, it's here."

Meng Zhoushan turned on the light on his mobile phone and looked in the direction he pointed, only to see an Ouroboros pattern next to an advertisement for dredging the sewer, and a line of words written underneath:

Those who provoke evil with lies should suffer from having their tongues pulled out.

The bright red font is hidden in the messy advertisements, so it is not easy to be found.Only the snake was painted delicately, like some kind of ancient totem.

Meng Zhoushan wiped the wall vigorously with his fingertips, and the ink marks on the edge of the pattern blurred a little, obviously he had just painted it not long ago.

He stared at the light red ink mark on his hand, and began to think quickly about the meaning of this sentence.

Those who incite evil with lies should suffer from having their tongues pulled out?What's the meaning?

Meng Zhoushan inexplicably remembered the [-] levels of hell recorded in Buddhism, one of which was Tongue Pulling Hell.Those who have no scruples in speaking, insulting people, and full of bad words will enter the hell of pulling out their tongues before reincarnation, and their tongues will be pulled out by the king of Hades.

Who in this dangerous building meets this condition?

Unexpectedly, Mrs. She who lived on the sixth floor appeared in Meng Zhoushan's mind.While pulling Yan Xiangming into the elevator quickly, he used his mobile phone to call Yan Yuezhao who was watching upstairs, and he was connected after beeping four or five times.

Yan Yuezhao was most afraid of being disturbed during working hours, so he lowered his voice and frowned on the other end of the phone: "Fart, let go!"

Meng Zhoushan's voice was urgent: "Go to the sixth floor and watch, the third door on the right side of the corridor, I suspect she is the murderer's next target!"

Yan Yuezhao was still staring at the man in the peaked cap on the twelfth floor, and he was puzzled when he heard the words: "Is it true?"

The elevator stopped for a while with the doors open on each floor, but the outside was empty.Meng Zhoushan frowned, and kept pressing the close button: "Whether it's true or not, you go and see first, what if the resident has already been killed?!"

Yan Yuezhao had no choice but to hang up the phone, and quickly ran downstairs to Mrs. She's house.He stood at the door and knocked on the door twice, but no one responded. In desperation, he could only take a few steps back, and kicked the door open with a flying kick——

"boom--"

The weak door panel crashed to the ground, revealing the rough and cramped room inside.Grandma She was sitting in the living room choosing dishes when she suddenly saw a big man with a beard knocking down the door of her house, she was so frightened that she was dumbfounded.

So when Meng Zhoushan arrived with Yan Xiangming, he saw Mrs. She grabbing Yan Yuezhao by the collar and beating her: "Bastard! You bastard! Why are you kicking my door for no reason! You lose money! Lose money!"

Seeing this, Yan Xiangming immediately rushed up to join the battle, jumping up to stop her: "Why did you hit my dad! Why did you hit my dad!"

When the scene was chaotic, no one noticed that the elevator slowly went up.

Seeing that Grandma She was safe and sound, Meng Zhoushan was relieved at first, but then felt that something was wrong.He looked up to the roof, trying to find something, but the noisy rain covered everything up.

Yan Yuezhao managed to send Grandma She off with 500 yuan, and when he saw Meng Zhoushan, he was furious, and was about to go up to him to settle the score, but Meng Zhoushan suddenly turned around and looked at the elevator floor display——

The elevator stopped on the 8th floor.

Meng Zhoushan signaled Yan Yuezhao not to make a sound, reached out and lightly pressed the elevator button.They saw the elevator coming down a little bit, then stopped, and opened the door with a ding.

Yan Yuezhao subconsciously covered his son's eyes, feeling inexplicably nervous, but the elevator slowly opened, but there was nothing inside, nothing.

"You stay here, I'll go to the eighth floor to have a look."

Meng Zhoushan only said this, then turned and ran upstairs.His heart was extremely restless, and with the swift wind in his ears, he faintly felt that something was out of his control.

There is only one resident on the eighth floor.

When Meng Zhoushan hurried upstairs and kicked the door to enter the house, he saw that it was pitch black inside.A long-haired woman sat on a chair with her back facing herself, motionless, and a tall floor-to-ceiling mirror was placed opposite her.

"Boom--!"

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed outside, as if it was about to split the sky, and the whole room was instantly lit up, and the terrifying death of the woman was clearly reflected in the mirror.