101 The homeowners just said that the windows and doors that can be used to leave have been welded shut.

The people inside the building cannot go out, and naturally, people outside cannot come in.

So my inference should be correct.

Rule number seven, there are some people in the property management that can be trusted.

Now, excluding the reception desk and the security guards, the remaining ones can be trusted.

Wang Fan is very clever, and he also guessed it.

[Junior sister, we can't just sit and wait for death. Let's call the property manager for help now.]

[No hurry, let's first go to the home of the 103 homeowner.]

The property manager can help us, but they may not be trustworthy. Unless absolutely necessary, it's better not to alarm them first.

[Junior sister, someone died there. It's better for you, a girl, not to go. If you really want to investigate something, I can go.]

Wang Fan tried to stop me from discovering the secret of the 103 homeowner, and this secret seems to be related to all the homeowners in this building.

I didn't reply to Wang Fan's message anymore. I took some self-defense items I bought earlier and went out.

The lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and every step I took was filled with fear.

When I reached the first floor, the newly changed clothes were soaked with sweat again.

After each household was erased, the doors were open, allowing direct entry.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my back.

"Ah."

I quickly turned around and sprayed the pepper spray in my hand at the same time.