This house is incompatible with the style of the entire apartment and is very contemporary.

The old furniture with red paint is painted, and the paint is mottled and messy, and the worn edges are ground out. After watching it for a long time, people feel depressed.

"What did she tell you?"

"She said your granddaughter was killed by Zhao Sheng."

"She is lying!" The old man suddenly knocked on the ground hard, his voice trembling, "Don't believe her."

"What about you? How do I know if you are lying?" Ranbai smiled with his lips curled up.

The old man was silent for a while, and took out the key with a hunched back and walked to the hut.

Ranbai watched the old man come out again, and his thin skinny hand was holding a portrait in his hand.

Invite her to see her portrait together?

Not very good.

"Do you know who she is?" Grandpa lowered his head and looked gently at the girl in black and white on the portrait.

"Zheng Qian?"

"She is my granddaughter."

"oh."

The old man sighed, "Xiao Qian is a very introverted girl. When she was young, her parents divorced and she separated from her sister. Later, her father had an accident and Xiao Qian and I were left to rely on each other in Ping'an Apartment."

"That time was not a hard time, and it would be good if it was always like that."

Ranbai sat on the sofa and looked at the girl in the portrait.

That face looks very similar to her.

"You think it's like that, too. I was shocked when I first met you. I almost thought it was Xiao Qian who came back to find me."

"Can I be her sister?"

The old man turned his head, stared at Ranbai for a while, and said in a deep voice: "You are not. I told you that only by staying away from these things can you live long."

"Do you think I can still leave now?" Ranbai smiled.

"Why are you here?" His tone was cold.

Ranbai said that he would collect rent, and his answer was quite casual.

"You are all outsiders, and they have nothing to do with Ping An Apartment..." The old man stared at the girl on the portrait, "Xiao Qian's disappearance... I'm very sad. Zhao Sheng is a very good child. He is really good to Xiao Qian, Xu Nuan... Forget it, don't believe what anyone says."

"What you see and hear here are not necessarily true." The old man stretched out his finger and pointed at his head, "Don't be blinded."

Ranbai looked at the old man's actions, "...I have a brain, you don't have to worry."

“…”

It was obviously a very serious and depressing atmosphere, but Ran Bai was ruined as soon as he spoke. The old man was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

"But Xu Nuan said you are dead, is it true?" If you don't commit suicide, you won't die. Ranbai jumped repeatedly on the verge of the rampage of the apartment residents.

The old man froze for a while and slowly twisted his head. All the vicissitudes of his seventies turned into wrinkles and were written on his face. He stared at Ranbai silently, with most of the whites in his eyes, which were vicissitudes and strange.

The voice was hoarse.

"What do you think?"

"I think..." Ranbai pondered for two seconds, curled his lips with playful thoughts, "You are a good person."

A good person card that came suddenly made the old man confused, with a particularly strange expression, and finally urged Ran Bai to leave.

"Wait until I bring you some fruit."

"Need not!"

Mo Lin: Have you received news from two strangers?

Mo Lin suddenly sent a message to Ran Bai on his phone. Ran Bai glanced at him and typed with one hand: Yes.

Mo Lin: How did you choose?

Ranbai: I influenced them with love.

Gu Lanxi also sent a message to Yanbai, and it was twelve o'clock last night.

Gu Lanxi: Miss, how did you reply to those two people? I will learn from the scriptures.

Ranbai replied: It’s useless, you can’t master the essence.

It happened to be on the fourth floor, Ranbai knocked on Mo Lin's door.

The door was opened, and the slender figure leaned against the door, wearing a soft white home clothes, looking quite gentle, and looked like a human, "Oh, a rare guest."

"Have you been stolen?" Ranbai didn't go in, stood in front of the door and looked at Mo Lin's chat records.

"It seems to be." Mo Lin narrowed his eyes and curled his thin lips: "I didn't expect that your love for me is so deep, and you can tell whether it is me."

"This is not love, this is IQ." Ranbai tapped his forehead with his fingers, "Obviously, you don't."

They were probably at the point where they felt uncomfortable if they didn't fight for a day. Mo Lin sighed, "The whole apartment knocked on the door last night. What did you do?"

"Dou Douren." Ranbai said casually.

Mo Lin slowly explained: "The purpose of adding 502 and 603 is to target my daytime choice. Should I go out to find stray cats at night? Either it is just for personal choices or unified, but I prefer the first one, what about yours? Stay overnight at night?"

Ranbai looked up at the rooftop and said, "I guessed it right."

"It seems to be a personal choice, how did you reply?"

Ranbai pondered for two seconds, "By the word?" and asked again, "You?"

“…”

I knew she was unreliable.

"The two were added, and I replied with some nonsense, and then went out to find some excitement at night." Mo Lin smiled and said, "Obviously, there is no correct choice among them. Whether you believe in one or the other, you will encounter some..."

He said in Ranbai's words, "A little surprise."

Ranbai laughed softly: "Well... I feel like you have learned the essence."

"Can you come in?" Mo Lin turned sideways.

"No."

Reject it neatly.

"I really don't give you face."

"You didn't have any face at first, so relax."

Each tasker received messages of 502 and 603, but the content was different, but they all had a general direction.

That is two different choices.

Practice the truth, and the tasker draws a conclusion through the bloody lesson.

No matter what you choose, you will encounter danger. If you don’t reply, you will keep thinking about the news and finally get retribution. If you only reply one, you will offend the other one. You will want to step on two boats, and finally get two more agitated.

#Emotional haggard

Ranbai thought for a while, slowly swayed to the fifth floor, and knocked on the door of 502.

There was no response for a long time, so she violently kicked the door open.

The room was empty and covered in dust, and no one was there.

Ranbai kicked open the bedroom door again.

A mobile phone was placed quietly on the bed and began to tremble slightly.

The white voice is gentle.

"Don't be afraid, it's not good to talk too much, I'll just teach you a little lesson."

Five minutes later,

Ranbai came out of the room, collected a rent, and greeted other tenants on the fifth floor. The tenants scolded 502 together, but it was not about Ranbai's business.

She carried a bunch of keys, and the cold and rustling sound made her way in the corridor, and she walked up to the sixth floor step by step.

Four tenants on the sixth floor were panicked.

"It's over!"

"She is here!"

"She's here to collect the rent!"

"Save me!"

The 603 mobile phone tenant stayed in the room and didn't dare to come out. In the end, Ranbai was taught a lesson and cried so hard, "Didn't you say you believe me?"

"I believe there is any necessary connection between you and beating you?"
Chapter completed!