One moment, Song Xiaotian was blaming Du Yuwei for indirectly causing Fang Man's death.
The next, when he heard I wanted to go back upstairs, he suddenly chickened out.
"I think you've got a very good point, but I don't think I've had breakfast yet. Why don't you two go up while I grab something to eat?"
Meng Yifan and I dragged him straight into the residential complex.
I only felt brave with more people around. Otherwise, I was scared too.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? I need breakfast!"
"Do you have any idea how bad skipping breakfast is for your health?"
Following my memory, I found the building from last night.
We looked up at it. Buildings in old residential complexes like this had been around for at least thirty years, old enough to qualify for demolition.
These old buildings looked gloomy even in daylight.
Only then did I notice that the building had just seven floors.
I became even more certain that someone had deliberately hidden Du Yuwei here. There was definitely someone with her.
Song Xiaotian said, "Why don't I get breakfast first, then come up with you? Health comes fir-"
Before he could finish, Meng Yifan and I were already dragging him upstairs.
Paint peeled from the stairwell walls, and cobwebs were everywhere. The dimness inside the old building made it feel like we'd entered a haunted building, even in broad daylight.
Luckily, there were several of us, and we managed to steel ourselves and reach the seventh floor.
There were only two apartments on the seventh floor, 7-1 and 7-2. Last night, I'd run into 7-2.
"Actually, I don't think knocking now will accomplish anything."
Song Xiaotian grew serious. "There's only a corpse inside. What's it going to do, open the door