Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

In case I poisoned all the people in a building to death, and the other party and the postman survived, I would be cornered and help my opponent complete the task.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke vetoed the idea, and chose a safer way, walked into the door, and looked at the camera's storage device.

But when he held it in his hand and looked at it, Zhao Ke couldn't help frowning.

The thread ends in the storage room and the memory boxes used for storage were all violently smashed. Obviously, the murderer knew about the existence of the camera.

Although Zhao Ke frowned, he was not surprised at all. When the other party set up a trap outside the door and hid the ghostly viper, Zhao Ke had already thought of this.

But looking at the smashed memory box, Zhao Ke's eyes flashed brightly, and his mind began to spin rapidly.

The descending technique, the smashed memory box, and the smashed storage room in front of him were in a mess, but it also explained a problem from the side.

The other party didn't understand these things at all, and was a layman, so he smashed this place roughly, thinking that all evidence could be erased.

As everyone knows, even if these things are smashed, they can still be repaired.

In Zhao Ke's impression, young people might not be able to touch such things as descending techniques. Moreover, as long as they are not elementary school students, even high school students can now judge the appearance of the memory box.

So the other party is probably an old man, an old man who is out of touch with the times.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and he probably had some direction in his mind. After pulling out the memory box, he quickly turned and left.

Not long after Zhao Ke left, he heard the sound of cutting downstairs, apparently the police had already started to act.

It's not that they are slow, but that after the property of this building was withdrawn, the property was basically paralyzed.

Most of the floors have been turned into rental houses. Even though they know there are cameras, not many actually know the location of the camera storage.

If it weren't for Song Zhe's unintentional words, Zhao Ke would never have thought that there would be a camera, and the storage device would be hidden in a small room on the roof of the building.

Zhao Ke thinks about it now, nine out of ten the property is connected to the building's wires and connected to ensure that only one camera can operate.

In doing so, Zhao Ke felt that although there was suspicion of laziness, it was still a good way.

Of course, the premise is that this good method should not be dealt with on oneself.

Zhao Ke has the effect of turning into a fox, and it is easy for him to jump down the floor. Under the cover of the night, after a few steps, he has returned to the eighth floor where he lives.

After entering the floor, Zhao Ke tidied up his clothes a little bit, and when he was about to walk back to the room, he suddenly heard footsteps not far away.

With Rem's ability, Zhao Ke could see a pair of policemen interrogating him without going out.

"Strange, didn't you ask about it?"

The one who knocked on the door was the old lady who delivered Zhao Ke's eggs. Seeing the policeman in front of her, she couldn't help asking.

"Routine business, please cooperate."

Regarding the old lady's doubts, the other party simply showed her police officer's card, without any intention of explaining.

"Trouble, ask, how many people are on this floor..."

The female police officer at the side continued to question her.

Zhao Ke hid in the corner and carefully profiled his face, revealing one eye to look over.

After seeing the nail polish smeared on the female policeman's fingers, she couldn't help but squint her eyes into a straight line, and quietly retreated into the fire escape.

After calling out the Butcher's Box, I saw this guy with an angry look on his face. Zhao Ke promised him last time to let him eat well and be full, but until now, he hasn't even eaten a fart.

So Zhao Ke could understand Butcher Box's anger.

In fact, before Zhao Ke entered the horror space, he planned to give this guy the leftovers during the dinner party.

In the end, I didn't expect that the time would be so rushed, which caught me off guard and delayed this matter temporarily.

Although it was his own fault, Zhao Ke didn't feel sorry for the Butcher's Box, and said in a low voice, "Don't complain, just work for me. After three days, I promise you will eat delicious food."

"Three days!"

The Butcher's Box was a little skeptical, but thinking that Ke Zhao had fulfilled his promise before, he trusted Zhao Ke again for the time being, and reluctantly opened his mouth slowly, spitting out a corpse according to Zhao Ke's wishes.

"Officer, how long will it take to seal off the community? I can't store these eggs for long."

Compared with the lives of the landlord's family, the old lady is more concerned about whether her eggs can be sold.

"I don't know, just wait."

After the female policeman finished speaking, she looked at the old lady's room, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, she exchanged glances with the male policeman, and upon seeing this, the male policeman quickly ended the questioning.

When the policewoman was about to leave, she patted the old lady on the shoulder lightly, and then she saw that the old lady's face froze, and her eyelids fell to the ground.

Looking at the slight ups and downs of the chest, it shows that the old lady is not dead, but just fainted.

"no!"

The two looked at each other, closed the door, and continued to investigate the next house.

"Cough cough!"

At this time, there was a soft coughing sound from the stairs, and a young man was seen coming down the door. After seeing two policemen, he couldn't help being stunned, lowered his head and pulled off his hat, and started to walk forward.

When the male and female policemen saw the young man, they couldn't help but look at each other, winking, and stopped in front of the young man: "Hi, take out your ID and let's have a look."

"Certificate? I... I showed it to you just now? And my certificate is in the room."

The young man was at a loss when he was questioned. Seeing this, the male policeman raised his eyebrows and said, "Go to your room and have a look. We need to confirm your ID."

"Uh... well."

The young man walked forward bravely, took out the key and opened the room. There was an empty bowl on the table in the room, and there was still a scent in the air, as if he had just eaten a meal.

"Where's your ID card?"

"In...in the bag!"

The young man walked up to his satchel and groped in. When he saw the young man put his hand into the satchel, the female policewoman at the side finally couldn't bear it any longer.

With this slap, the young man's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes were rounded, and he looked at the policewoman in front of him with a dazed expression, his eyes closed, and he fell heavily on the ground.

"No resistance? Isn't he the postman?"

Confused, the woman stepped forward to open the package, and she saw that the hand inside the package was holding an ID card.

Seeing this, the two felt relieved suddenly, feeling that they had made too much fuss, and it turned out that it was just a false alarm.

Just when the two of them had completely relaxed, they saw a pair of cold eyes slowly narrowed into slits outside the door, and through the door, they were firmly locked on the male policeman. : "Day and night attack and kill!"