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I thought about it and quickly came up with an idea.

"The naughty kid is gone, so we can use this to make a fuss."

I put the money wrapped in a plastic bag into my pocket, left the house, and took the elevator to the first floor.

Go to the management room and knock on the door.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Uncle Yuan, are you there? Something happened!"

After a while, the door slowly opened.

The room was still dark, and Uncle Yuan showed a tired face.

"It's so late, don't move around. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Something happened, something big. The child of the Xiong family is missing!" I said anxiously and worriedly.

"My parents asked me to ask, have you seen him?"

"That boy on the fifth floor?" Uncle Yuan paused, with a nonchalant look on his face, "He runs around every day, no need to make a fuss."

"Today seems different. The child has been crying all afternoon. He can't run away at such a late hour. He is worried that something will happen. Why don't you go and take a look?"

"You are the administrator. If something happens, it will not be good for you. You also know how difficult the family named Xiong is."

"Just because I teased his kids this afternoon, they came up to me to cause trouble!"

Uncle Yuan frowned and thought about it before putting on his clothes and going out.

"Okay, I'll go up and take a look. Just leave it alone, go back to your room, and don't run around at night."

He locked the management room door with the key.

"You go up first, and I'll go outside the gate to see if the child ran out naughtily."

"Then please pay attention, lock the door at 12 o'clock, and open it again at dawn. If you miss the time, you will not be able to come back."

Uncle Yuan glanced at me and entered the elevator.

"Okay, Uncle Yuan, I remember." I walked out of the door, walked around in the wet and cold outside, and then ran back.

On the mat at the door, wipe the mud and water off the soles of your shoes.

Then when there was no one around, he came to the door of the management room.

Take out the small wire and insert it into the keyhole.

Some skilled tinkering.

The lock clicked open smoothly.

I pushed open the door and entered.

After closing the door, the room was dark and smelled of a strong ash smell.

I didn't turn on the light, I turned on the flashlight.

The management room is divided into two compartments, front and rear. In the front is an office layout, a set of desks and chairs, and in the back is a file cabinet.

Inside is Uncle Yuan's resting place, which is equally crude.

The strong aroma and ash smell comes from inside.

I specifically shined my flashlight in to take a look.

On a table against the wall, there were many incense burners, filled with incense sticks, and the ashes of the incense fell all over the table.

What is he worshiping?

I walked in and shined my flashlight on the wall.

The wall was yellowed by the smoke, and a large white paper was pasted on it.

But the white paper is blank, nothing is written on it.

Very weird.

I turned over the quilt at random, and found that the bottom of the quilt was densely covered with strange yellow talismans.

Sleep on the talisman paper.

How many bad things have you done?

I knew that Uncle Yuan was weird, so after a few quick glances and finding nothing more, I returned to the front office.

The purpose of this trip was to find the list of residents of the apartment building.

Use this to determine how many people live in the building.

After rummaging around for a while, I finally found the residence register.

Quickly take photos of the contents, put them back in place, and quietly leave the management room.

The apartment building has no surveillance.

That's why I was so confident and bold. The whole process took less than ten minutes.

Go back to your room first and find out how many residents there are in this building.

When I came to the elevator entrance, I happened to see the numbers on the display panel, slowly going down from 5.

Ding--

The elevator opens.

Uncle Yuan and Xiong Fanggang walked out together.

"Did you hide my child?" Xiong Fang rushed up to me as soon as he saw me and asked fiercely.

"Don't you have any brains? When your child disappeared, you didn't know where I was?" I almost made him laugh.

"Fang Gang, are you acting stupid again?" Uncle Yuan glanced at Xiong Fanggang indifferently, "Your child is missing, what does it have to do with others?"

"But Uncle Yuan, you know that although Chenchen is naughty, he never runs around at night." Xiong Fanggang said with a sad face.

"If he hadn't scared Chenchen this afternoon, Chenchen would definitely not be like this. In the afternoon, Chenchen kept crying."

"Said someone was following him and the house was full of people."

"It wasn't like this before."

He was exhausted.

But Uncle Yuan had no expression: "There is Old Mao watching outside the gate. If the child cannot escape, he must be in the building..."

"My health is failing. I can't stand running upstairs and downstairs. You can find it slowly by yourself."

"Uncle Yuan, what if..." Xiong Fanggang hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and lowered his voice, and asked very worriedly: "What if we went to the 9th floor?"

"Then you don't have to worry. He will come back by himself during the day tomorrow." Uncle Yuan waved his hand and returned to the management office with an indifferent expression.

The door slammed shut.

Xiong Fanggang stood in the hall blankly, his face turned pale.

I've entered the elevator.

Back to 904.

I clicked out the photo on the resident register and looked at it carefully.

There is only information on floors 1 to 9.

The forms above the 9th floor are all blank.

No, to be precise, it’s floors 2-9.

The first floor is the lobby and management room.

There are also very few households on each floor, with the largest floor having only three households.

In total, there are only 16 households registered.

An apartment building that can accommodate more than 100 households has only a dozen households living in it. This ratio is also shockingly low.

Behind each account number, there is only a name, not even a phone number.

The column 904 contains the words Li Xiaofeng. The handwriting is new. It was obviously written today.

Temporary residents 905 and 906 are not registered.

But the lack of people is a good thing for me.

If I had to sort through hundreds of people in one night to identify those with good intentions, it would really cost me my life.

Although I now have a list of residents, there is only one name on it.

You have to know what kind of person he is after getting in touch with him.

How on earth can we bring everyone together?

Cause a little trouble?

Like a fire or something

Of course, it's not a real fire, just find something to stimulate the alarm, make the bell ring, and evacuate everyone to the lobby on the first floor.

I checked the time again.

It's still ten minutes until twelve o'clock.

The door was about to be locked, so I took the opportunity to act.

I believe that it is not for no reason that the door of the building is locked after 12 o'clock. According to Uncle Yuan's words, it will never be opened until dawn.

With everyone gathered on the first floor and unable to go out, it was a good opportunity for me to identify good people.

I had an idea and waited patiently.

Time passed slowly in this gloomy and strange building.

Just one minute before 12 o'clock, the sound of the door opening suddenly sounded in the corridor.

Creaking——

Although the person who opened the door moved very gently, the old door shaft was uncontrolled and still made a slight sound.

The corridor was very quiet again, and every sound was amplified.

Who would go out at a time like this?