The owner of a community has lived in it for several years. There will always be a letter from you and I have your letter from you.

However, Qing Xiran basically does not engage in social activities in the community, and her interpersonal relationships are also very simple. On the W letter, there are only a few mothers who are familiar with on weekdays, most of them are not in the same community.

In Times Community, except Qi Yuxuan, no one has Qing Xiran’s letter.

Faced with the murderer who would pass by everyone's door every day with a knife, someone secretly added Qing Xiran's letter through the owner group.

She passed, and the other party asked her if she was the owner of the first phase, and she replied yes.

The other party dragged her into a small group, very sloppy.

Qing Xiran, who was cooking for Qing one by one in the kitchen, lowered her eyes and looked at the small group, which were all full of the owners of the first phase.

[Luobei: All the owners of Phase I, so I won’t hide it. What do you think of the murderer who slaughtered our Phase I full door? Men from each family said something.]

Qing Xiran's family has no men. Because she changed her w letter gender to a man before, the other party treated her as a man and joined this small group.

She slowly stir-fryed two dishes, made egg soup, and asked Qing to come to eat one by one. Then while eating, she talked to Qing, and glanced at the grass-roots team from time to time.

No one came out to speak, except for the one named Luobei, no one came out, and the grass team was very cold.

But Qing Xiran knew that every owner who entered this grass-roots team was secretly watching the group on the other end of his mobile phone.

Maybe it was because it was silent for too long, or maybe it was because someone was eager to activate something.

It is like the buds covered in darkness and pressed into the land, arching the earthen buns.

It is a kind of thought and a kind of desire, they want to break out of the ground.

Someone started to try to speak sexually, but didn't say anything else, just said that it was someone else's private affairs, so it would be better not to worry about it.

Qing Xiran, by the table, picked up a piece of meat for Qing one by one, and didn't care about the grass team, and just had a safe meal.

After she finished her meal, she sent Qing to play with toys one by one. When she was washing the dishes as if she was bored, she glanced at the phone that was placed on the desktop.

[Luobei: I said don’t worry, do you sleep at night with peace of mind?]

[Luo Bei: He is only one, and there are so many of us. Don’t you think he is carrying a knife. When he passes by our door every day, it feels very scary. Isn’t your neck cold?]

With just two speeches, no one in the small group said.

[Xuyou: Are you at home tomorrow?]

Xuyou's text message suddenly entered Qing Xiran's cell phone. He finished the work of mutated rats in the water plant. The tail was clean and he could come to send an electric board to Qing Xiran.

In the villa, Qing Xiran sat on the sofa, with one hand on the sofa armrest, crossed her legs, and was wearing a long black sweater, and her slender legs were one-piece black velvet pantyhose.

While lowering her eyes, Qing Xiran's long hair fell on her cheeks. She sent Xuyou a message when she answered the question.

[Qing Xiran: There is a poor father who was sarcastic when he lost his son and turned around and killed all the family that said sarcastic, including a three-year-old child. The poor father is now walking in front of everyone's door with a knife. What would you do?]

【Xuyou: Kill him.】

He answered without hesitation, and as soon as these three words came over, he sent a message to Qing Xiran,

[Xuyou: First of all, there is no concept of legal system in his heart, which cannot be denied. Otherwise, if others would not say a few sarcastic words to him, he would slaughter the whole family; secondly, his methods are too cruel, what is wrong with a three-year-old child? Finally, you are just an innocent bystander, but he is holding a knife outside your door, threatening your safety. If you don’t kill him, are you still waiting for him to kill you?]

[Xuyou: So I'll come to you now and help you kill him.]

[Qing Xiran: No need, someone helps.]

After calmly replying to Xuyou's message, Qing Xiran thought for a long time and sent a large message to the grass-roots team group.

[Caterpillar and Butterfly: The murderer will pass through the artificial lake at 3 pm every day, standing in the place where his son fell into the water for at least an hour. This is the best opportunity for you to do it. Moreover, the murderer is not watery, so pushing him into the water directly is the best solution.]

【Luobei: How did you know?】

[Caterpillar and Butterfly: People curse the murderer every day in the owner group. Where he went and what he did, his movement trajectory was easily analyzed. In addition, if he was water-friendly, the moment his son fell into the water, he would jump into the water to save his son, but when he got into the water, he was rescued by others. You will know after a little analysis.]

【Luobei: Which man are you from?】

【Caterpillar and Butterfly: A person who only wants to solve his own crisis!】

It is pitiful that the murderer lost his son, but his revenge was cruel. He slaughtered the whole family just because of a few sarcastic words from others, and even a three-year-old child was not spared.

Such a person, holding a knife every day, passes by the doorstep of every owner of the first phase, his mentality has collapsed. It will be difficult to put it down once he holds the butcher's knife.

Qing Xiran will not discuss right or wrong for the time being. The murderer will pass by her door every day. Who can guarantee that in today's chaos in the world, the murderer will not first take the orphan and widowed mother to attack the first period?

When people live in groups, the best thing to bully is the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the widower, the best way to practice courage is to do it.

After saying goodbye, Qing Xiran no longer cared about this grass-roots team.

Because the little group was still silent, even Luo Bei didn't speak this time.

After a while, Qing Xiran's cell phone rang.

[Xuyou: Has the matter been resolved? Who helped you kill someone?]

[Qing Xiran: There are always people.]

[Qing Xiran: There is no need to send me a power board, I don’t need it for the time being, it’s too eye-catching.]

After sending two text messages in a row, Xuyou calmed down for a while, Qing Xiran sat on the sofa with closed doors and windows, behind him was the sound of Qing's piles of building blocks falling.

She sat quietly on the sofa, with a kitchen knife on the coffee table in front of her.

The second hand on the wall jumped bit by bit. Three o'clock came, ten o'clock passed, and three o'clock was over, and three o'clock was fifteen, and the owners suddenly started to riot.

Qing Xiran glanced at the owner group and was very fast. He said that he was slaughtering the murderer of a family in the first phase. He was pushed into the artificial lake by a man wearing a baseball cap and mask.

Now the body is floating on the lake and wandering on the lake with garbage.
Chapter completed!