God Bestows Evil Chapter 369

Chapter 369 Midnight Noise

It just rained lightly.

The weather cleared up again, the sun was still fierce, and the puddles on the ground were quickly evaporated.

Seeing that the old man looked like he had a long story to tell.

Wu Xian pulled the old man to the shade and diligently lit a flower for him.

The old man was already tired from moving, so he left the moving work to his children, while he and Wu Xian sat by the flower bed, puffing away smoke, chatting and resting.

"Your small building is a single-family building, so you don't know that life in the community is difficult. Since two months ago, someone has been digging into the wall every night. I don't know if it is for decoration or something, which makes it impossible to sleep. Good night's sleep."

“I went to the neighbors and knocked on the door, and they all said they didn't do it, and they were very annoyed... It was all just farts, and someone must have lied.”

Wu Xian agreed: "This is really unqualified. Let them take care of it."

The old man didn't answer Wu Xian's words and scratched his lower back with one hand.

"It's not just the sound. From the moment the sound started, I felt uncomfortable at home. It felt like someone was watching me all the time, watching me while eating, watching me while sleeping, and watching me when I went to the toilet. I guessed it must be someone. A pinhole camera is installed in my house!”

Wu Xian pretended to be surprised: "Then you should call the police."

The old man blew out a big puff of smoke.

“My girl and her son are also heartless. I told them, but they also said that I was acting evil in my spare time. They had to provide evidence before they believed me.”

“What more evidence do you need? I am so old, can I still lie?”

“I have been trying to catch them for the past few days, but my son refused to let me live here and insisted on taking me out..."

When the old man spoke, he often had an inexplicable ferocious look on his face. His fingernails were filled with plaster, and he kept scratching his body. He had scratched his skin in some places. Wu Xian would have thought he was Have mental problems.

Wu Xian thought for a while and said, "How about you let me go and have a look? I have been a detective for a while. We are all neighbors. You will not be charged this time."

The old man threw the cigarette **** on the ground and walked out from the shade of the tree with a haha.

“You're a detective, who doesn't know that you're just a mistress catcher? I'm going to move out anyway, so I won't bother you.”

Under the shade of a tree.

Wu Xian scratched his chin.

This bad old man is very bad. He did not tell the truth to him. He avoided the problem throughout the whole process and refused to seek help from the outside world. This shows that he himself also played a disgraceful role.

Wu Xian then went to the property management company to inquire and found that most of the residents in the community who had recently moved out lived in the same building as the old man, and all of them had reported noise problems.

This community is very old. When it was built, the noise problem was not considered. Even if only one family makes a noise, the sound can spread far and every household in the building is troubled.

Get here.

Wu Xian has no interest in continuing the investigation.

Neighborhood conflicts caused by noise problems are too common. Not to mention causing people to move, they can even lead to killing people. Wu Xian once met an aunt who went out to knock on iron pots all over the neighborhood in the early morning. That was more exciting than this. Too much.

In addition, the old man had some symptoms of mental illness when he spoke. Wu Xian even guessed that he was the source of the noise. He said that he was so disturbed that he could not sleep and felt that he was being watched, just to clear his suspicions.

Now that the old man has moved away and the noise cannot disturb Wu Xian, Wu Xian is too lazy to delve deeper.

But Wu Xian is not what he used to be, and he knows that there is still such a thing as evil spirits.

So he decided to go to the old man's house after finishing his supper to make sure there was no evil influence, and then he would not care about this mess anymore.

Late night.

The street lights are all out.

It's late at night and everything is silent. The sound of crickets can be heard in the greenery on the street.Wu Xian easily bypassed the security guard who was playing the game, bypassed the surveillance range of the camera, and came all the way to the corridor where the old man's house was.

The security of this old community can only be said to be better than nothing. If it were really useful, there wouldn't be all kinds of small advertisements all over the corridors.

Wu Xian looked up and found that there were still several houses with lights on.

He tiptoed up the stairs quietly, trying not to let the sound of his footsteps carry too far.

This old building has seven floors in total, and the old man lives on the fourth floor. If he deliberately makes noise, it can easily spread throughout the building, which further supports Wu Xian's conjecture.

Click.

Wu Xian easily opened the door with two pieces of iron wire.

The old man has just moved, and there is no furniture left in the house. It is like a rough house, except for old posters with the faces of ancient female singers posted in some places.

Some of these posters are on the floor, some on the walls, and even on the ceiling.

Wu Xian could tell there was something wrong with the poster at first glance. When he took it off, he found that there were holes dug out underneath.

“This old man must be too crazy.”

A total of nine pits can be found in the ceiling, floor, walls, and throughout the house.

Each pit is about the size of a football, and becomes thinner as you go inside. Wu Xian tried it with wire and found that these pits almost opened up the partitions between the households, and there was a small hole the size of a grain of rice at the end.

There are traces of tape left on the walls around each pit. Judging from the traces, these tapes were used to secure wires.

“So this old man uses some kind of tool to dig into the wall every night in the middle of the night, and then uses a pinhole camera to peek into the next door?”

Wu Xian scratched his curly hair.

“This is really…a bit of nonsense.”

Traces at the scene confirmed Wu Xian's inference during the day that the source of the noise in the community was indeed the old man.

But now Wu Xian feels that there must be something fishy in this matter.

To cut the wall like this without being discovered by the neighbors and install a pinhole camera requires extremely high technology, professional tools, and plenty of physical strength...

It sounds simple, but in actual practice, the difficulty is hellish. Wu Xian himself is not sure of it, let alone a nervous little old man?

“Not to mention how he did it.”

“Assuming he is a one-of-kind wall-cutting expert, what is his purpose in cutting walls, and what is the reward for monitoring his neighbors?”

Wu Xian observed carefully again.

Then he noticed that two of the walls around each pothole were slightly darker in color, which meant that the old man had pressed his hands on the wall and put his eyes to the potholes to observe.

“This hole is only as thick as a pinhole. What can he see like this?”

Wu Xian imitated the old man's actions and put his eyes toward the pothole. As a result, he actually saw the scene next door.

The light was on next door, and the dust was flying. The ground was covered with small traces of bricks and soil. Occasionally, a fat arm could be seen flashing across the line of sight, wielding a chisel.

While seeing the scene clearly, Wu Xian heard the clear sound of digging into the wall.

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The resident opposite was also chipping away at the wall. He tried to break through the wall between his own home and the old man's home, leaving only a hole the size of a pinhole for peeping!

(End of this chapter)

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