If I’m not mistaken, Li Baoqiang uses this passage as his private elevator, allowing him to freely access every floor to commit his misdeeds.
No wonder he never takes the regular elevator or climbs the stairs; he must be using this passage.
Messages started flooding in the group chat, with someone saying that the police had entered rooms 503 and 603.
This indicates that Li Baoqiang escaped through the garbage chute from those two rooms.
Someone raised a question: if Li Baoqiang has this passage as a hiding place, why would he risk going to the rooftop?
A member replied that it might be because the rooftop was his last escape route.
There were speculations that Li Baoqiang might be staying in another resident's home.
This thought sent chills down everyone’s spine.
People began searching for weapons and carefully checking their own garbage chutes.
The owner on the top floor sent a message that the police had reached the rooftop.
They seemed to have brought a lot of equipment.
It appeared they had caught Li Baoqiang.
The messages in the group became chaotic.
Some suggested everyone stay at home and wait for updates from the police.
Others insisted on going to the rooftop to check the situation for themselves.
I joined the latter group.
I wanted to see Li Baoqiang being arrested with my own eyes.
After all, he had once tried to kill me.
At five-thirty in the morning, Li Baoqiang was taken away by the police.
As he was led away, he passed by the crowd from the Owner Group.
Everyone was stunned by his appearance.
He wore a black outfit stained with blood, and a relieved smile was on his face.
Someone in the crowd whispered:
"I never expected it would be him."
"Yeah, he always seemed so honest and simple; I can't believe he could be so vicious."
"He has killed so many people; he should be sentenced to death, right?"
Hearing these words, Li Baoqiang suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He turned to look at the crowd, hatred gleaming in his eyes:
"Sentenced to death?"
"If I had the chance again, I would kill every single one of you!"
His words plunged the gathered owners into an immediate silence.
No one judged his actions anymore.
After all, we were the ones who initially urged Chen Jingyu to send out the Red Envelope.
For our own selfish desires, we provoked her into sending the Red Envelope without considering her feelings or the consequences.
Li Baoqiang's transformation was closely tied to us.
Xiao Ma was taken away by the police for questioning.
She remained remarkably calm, her demeanor unchanged from when she had snatched the Red Envelope.
Someone in the crowd muttered curses at her:
“She was the first one to shout and refuse to give up the Red Envelope.”
“Such greed.”
Xiao Ma did not respond; she simply smiled faintly.
As she passed by me, I whispered, “Did you leave the note?”
She glanced at me but did not answer.
On the rooftop, I saw Li Baoqiang again.
He was cornered by the police, undergoing an interrogation regarding the evidence.
A neighbor explained to me that he had been hidden in the water tank.
He had been hiding there, with all his needs taken care of inside.
If it weren't for the hypothesis about the Garbage Chute proposed by 6-3, it would have been difficult to catch him.
Suddenly, a scream pierced through the crowd.
I looked up to see Zhao Jianming's wife.
She pushed her way through the crowd in a fit of rage and rushed in front of Li Baoqiang.
Sobbing loudly, she began to hit and kick him:
"You perverted Killer! Give me back my husband!"
"My child is only seven years old; he's still so young! Why did you have to kill my husband?"
"Give me back my husband!"
Right after that, Chen Ranran's mother, holding her four-year-old daughter, tearfully accused Li Baoqiang:
"Why did you kill my daughter?"
"Just because she took a few Red Envelopes?"
"You madman!"
"May you suffer a terrible fate!"
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