Zhang Ke suddenly turned his head, looked into Yuan Mengmeng's eyes, and said very seriously.
"Ah? What's wrong -" Yuan Mengmeng was a little strange, then a trace of surprise and shyness flashed in her eyes, "Could it be that... we have to register today..."
"What are you talking about? I mean, come with me to Xu Xiaoli's house." Zhang Ke said, "Since she is a bartender, the bar's business usually doesn't get better until the evening. It's so early now, she must still be here."
at home."
"Why do you want to go to her house?" Yuan Mengmeng pouted and said reluctantly, "You want me to reconcile with her? It's impossible. I can't stand my boyfriend being around someone like this.
A voluptuous bitch."
"Why did you knock on someone else's door in the middle of the night last night? You had to say hello." At this point, Zhang Ke pretended to be confused and asked, "But she didn't go out to talk to you and that shrew yesterday?
?”
"No, it's just like being dead. There's no movement at all in the house. The shrew and I almost started fighting, but she still didn't say a word, let alone go out." Yuan Mengmeng herself said.
Feeling a little strange:
"Could it be that she hadn't come back yet at this time yesterday? Otherwise, her endurance would be strong enough."
"Maybe, but no matter what, you have to come with me for a home visit." Zhang Ke said seriously, "Let her tell you in front of you that she and I are just ordinary friends to dispel your suspicion."
"...Well, okay, it just so happens that I also have something to say to her, so you can give me courage by staying with me." Yuan Mengmeng thought for a moment and then agreed, feeling a burst of joy in her heart.
Since Zhang Ke has such a clear conscience and dares to take him to the house to check, it is obvious that he is indeed clear, and it seems that he can rest assured.
But Zhang Ke had something else in mind.
Yesterday, I learned from Yuan Mengmeng that Xu Xiaoli is a bar girl without a serious job, which means that her friends and colleagues would probably have to discover her unusual disconnection very late under normal circumstances.
This is undoubtedly good news for Zhang Ke. The time he can move freely has been extended longer, but this still cannot avoid a problem, that is, the police will eventually target him.
Therefore, this time Zhang Ke decided to take the initiative and use Yuan Mengmeng as an alibi to clear himself of suspicion.
The reason why he quietly slipped away from the fire escape stairs last night and actively invited Yuan Mengmeng to spend the night at his home was to add a reliable witness to himself.
After all, judging from the time of death of the corpse, Xu Xiaoli should have died not long ago when she woke up to the sound of the self-ringing bell, or even died a moment ago, because her blood was still warm and not coagulated at all.
Forensic doctors cannot be very precise in their death identification time. As long as they can disguise themselves well and provide an alibi that they were not in the room when Yuan Mengmeng knocked on the door, the suspicion can be reduced to a great extent.
Of course, things may not necessarily be completed so smoothly, but this is the only best delaying strategy that Zhang Ke can think of now.
In the community in the early morning, some elderly people who got up early have been doing morning exercises for a long time.
When passing by the garden in the middle of the street, Zhang Ke noticed Lao Suntou, a master of Bajiquan who lived on the seventh floor. He was wielding an unedged red-tassel gun and was having fun in the garden.
There is no gap between the opening and closing of the moves. Even when there are no enemies, he is still murderous. He pinned an approaching mosquito to the ground with his backhand, which made Zhang Ke sweat.
He couldn't beat him, he definitely couldn't beat him. Even though the old man was already a bit old, as long as the opponent started to attack seriously, it would be easy for him to take off one of his arms.
"This old man is so powerful. Even at such an old age, he still wields this gun with style." Yuan Mengmeng couldn't help but admired.
No, he is more powerful with his fists - Zhang Ke thought with a wry smile, and then the two of them walked into the familiar Building No. 6 together.
Arriving at the door of Xu Xiaoli's house, Zhang Ke took a deep breath and knew that all the next actions were crucial. If he made a mistake, he would have to wait until the next reincarnation to start all over again.
"Xu Xiaoli, it's me, Zhang Ke——" He knew that the people in the room would never respond, but he still kept knocking on the door, "Can you please open the door? I have something to tell you."
Of course, it was impossible for Xu Xiaoli to open the door, otherwise, it would really scare Zhang Ke into having a heart attack.
"Strange, why haven't you opened the door yet?" Zhang Ke pretended to be surprised and said to Yuan Mengmeng, "I didn't say you were there, she wouldn't even ignore me, right?"
"Is it possible that you are still fooling around in the bar and haven't come back yet?" Yuan Mengmeng asked.
"How is it possible? Who would stay in the bar from midnight to eight or nine in the morning?" Zhang Ke frowned and said tentatively, "Could it be that... something happened?"
"What could happen if something goes wrong? She lives alone, there is no way any enemy could come to her door..." At this point, Yuan Mengmeng suddenly froze, then pointed to the floor and said:
"When I left yesterday, the shrew downstairs was still cursing at Xu Xiaoli's door. Could it be that the two of them got into a fight later?"
"It's possible." Zhang Ke knocked on the door for a while, but of course there was still no response, so he pretended to lie on the door and deliberately shrugged his nose, as if he smelled something.
"What's wrong? Did you find anything?" Seeing the other party's serious expression, Yuan Mengmeng couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After all, she had made a big fuss here last night. If something really happened, she would also leave it alone.
Not clean.
"Something's wrong, there's some strange fishy smell, like -" Zhang Ke put his nose next to the crack in the door, sniffed hard, and then said, "It's the smell of blood. There is a smell of blood in the house, through the crack in the door."
You can even smell it a little bit, which means the people in the house must have been bleeding heavily."
"What, massive bleeding?!" Yuan Mengmeng was so frightened that she covered her mouth, "But how can you be seriously injured in the room?"
"I don't know, but I always feel that the people in the house are in danger." Zhang Ke frowned and said, "Hurry and call the police! We can't delay any more. I hope she can still breathe, but it is more likely that she has become cold.
Already."
"You mean, it's possible that someone is dead inside -"
Yuan Mengmeng's face turned pale. As a somewhat pampered ordinary girl, she had only seen murder and bloodshed on TV. Now that she knew that it probably happened just across the door, she couldn't help but panic.
"Think about it, when you knocked on the door in the middle of the night last night, she didn't answer, which means she was seriously injured at that time." Zhang Ke pretended to be heartbroken and said, "After bleeding all night, the possibility of survival has been reduced.
It’s very low.”
"Okay, okay, then I'll call the police right away." Yuan Mengmeng hurriedly took out her phone and pressed the three numbers 1, 1, and 0.