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Xiao Ma replied, "The Red Envelope we grabbed was taken fairly, so what’s there to be afraid of?"
Chen Ranran added, "If Chen Jingyu really is dead, then who sent that message?"
"That doesn’t prove you are Chen Jingyu’s son."
"If you are his son, then how did your mother die while you’re here asking for money?"
"Is online fraud this rampant these days?"
"And grabbing Red Envelopes! Why don’t you send me one too? I’ll grab it and give you the money!"
"That’s hilarious! You think you can grab a Red Envelope and still get it back?"
"Using scams that even antivirus software can’t solve, and you dare to try them here?"
"Crazy!"
Liunian was being berated and asked again, "Are you really not going to return the Red Envelopes you grabbed?"
No one in the group responded to him.
I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open and was about to go to sleep.
Suddenly, loud arguing erupted from upstairs.
There were men shouting, women screaming and crying, and the sound of things crashing to the ground.
I couldn’t help but be curious and asked in the group chat, "What’s going on upstairs?"
“6-2,” someone quickly replied.
Unit 6-2 was right across from my door.
It was the same person who had just sent the Red Envelope.
I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my chest.
I typed in the group chat, “Is it the Fate Comes From You family? Why are they fighting and throwing things again?”
Before I could finish typing, a loud crash echoed from downstairs.
Then someone screamed, “Someone jumped off!”
I dashed to the window and looked down.
I saw a dark figure on the ground where it had been empty moments before.
Part of the plastic steel awning on the second floor had been smashed off.
One by one, neighbors began to rush out of the building.
They were shouting loudly, calling for the police.
I hurriedly pulled out my phone, ready to dial 110.
Messages were already being sent in the group chat:
"The person who jumped off the building is Chen Jingyu!"
He also sent a photo of Chen Jingyu's body lying on the ground.
The blue plaid cotton vest, the burnt yellow curls, and that deep green down jacket—it's clearly the same person who just jumped from the rooftop!
A chill ran down my spine.
How could someone be dead and still send a red envelope in the Owner Group?
Who took her phone?
At that moment, someone asked, "Is Fate Comes From You her son?"
Yuan Lai replied, "Are you really not going to return the red envelopes you grabbed?"
Around three in the morning, Chen Ranran knocked on my door.
She looked flustered and spoke hesitantly, "I heard footsteps upstairs. It sounded like slippers on the floor, and there was a dragging noise..."
"But my husband is on a business trip; I'm home alone."
"I just knocked on several doors, and you were the only one who opened."
I felt a tightness in my chest. "Maybe you misheard, or someone upstairs is just not asleep?"
She shook her head. "That's impossible! The sound was very clear; it came from upstairs."
"And that woman jumped off the building, didn't she?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned red. "I heard it so clearly; she must have come back."
Her voice trembled with a hint of tears, and her body shook slightly.
It made me feel scared as well.
I gritted my teeth. "How about we go find the security guard?"
Chen Ranran nodded in agreement.
The Property Security officer listened to our situation and went to check the door at 6-2.
After a moment, he told us, "There's a seal on this door; no one is inside."
He knocked a few more times, but there was only silence within.
Finally, he shot a glare at Chen Ranran. "What’s wrong with you? It's late at night, and you're hearing things?"
Chen Ranran looked distressed. "I really heard something! If you don't believe me, check the surveillance footage!"
The security guard sighed. "We only have cameras in the parking lot and at the entrance; there are no other cameras around here."
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