'It's me, Zheng Yu!' 'I brought you the soda.' It was the voice of the older neighbor.

　　I walked to the door barefoot, leaned against it, and looked out through the peephole.

　　The older neighbor's face appeared slightly distorted in the peephole, but I could tell his expression was normal.

　　There was no panic or fear on his face.

　　His hands were behind his back.

　　The soda should be in his hands.

　　But why did he say that just now? After hesitating for a few seconds, I asked, 'Big brother, isn't your daughter in Dali?' 'Just now, you said she ordered takeout at home.' 'Haha, you heard that?' the older neighbor laughed and scratched his head.

　　'To be honest, I forgot what I just said.

　　Maybe I spoke too quickly.

　　Slip of the tongue.

　　It's my birthday today, and my daughter secretly ordered it for me.

　　I just called her to confirm.' I opened my phone and checked the date.

　　Today is indeed the older neighbor's birthday.

　　Last year, he gave me a cake on his birthday.

　　After putting on the chain lock, I opened the door slightly.

　　The older neighbor immediately squeezed in."

　　The stitches I made were very small, and his fat face was squeezed and deformed.

　　I noticed that there was a lot of sweat on his face.

　　But it's normal for the weather now too.

　　The aisle was stuffy and hot.

　　His eyeballs turned a few times and looked behind me.

　　He looked like he really wanted to come in.

　　I leaned against the door, feeling a little scared, my mind quickly spinning, trying to find a reason to refuse him entry.

　　The neighbor seemed to understand my dilemma.

　　He smiled a few times and said, "I won't come in, it's too late.

　　I'll just give you the soda directly, you should rest early too." I was surprised by the neighbor's thoughtfulness.

　　He's a good guy, just a little impatient and somewhat chauvinistic.

　　Last month, a girl just moved in and he insisted on helping her move because she had a lot of belongings, but the girl politely declined and he got angry.

　　As I reached out my hand, I pondered in my mind what would be a good gift to give tomorrow.

　　The soda was cold and it seemed like it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.

　　There were still droplets of water on it.

　　I touched it with my hand.

　　This water is too much and it has a strange smell.

　　Following the neighbor's hand with my eyes, I saw that the liquid was actually flowing from his arm.

　　"Cough!" Someone coughed a few times and the hallway's motion-sensor lights turned on.

　　Under the warm yellow light, I finally saw clearly.

　　That was not water at all.

　　It was blood.

　　Fresh, red blood was flowing out of the neighbor's arm in bursts.

　　His cuff was dyed crimson.

　　His arm shook twice.

　　Then it completely fell off.

　　It landed on the cement floor with a loud "thud".

　　My heart started pounding.

　　My head buzzed and a ringing sound echoed in my ears.

　　The expression on the neighbor's face also changed.

　　His eyes were full of fear.

　　His mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to say something.

　　But before he could speak, an axe was pressed against his neck.

　　Then, someone swung it forcefully and viciously chopped at the neighbor's neck.

　　I was sprayed with hot, bloody steam.

　　A man with an obscured face stood behind him.

　　I instinctively felt that he was the shop owner.

　　I was completely stunned, my mind went blank.

　　Thank goodness.

　　My body moved spontaneously.

　　I quickly shut the door.

　　Outside the door, the shop owner kept banging on it.

　　My legs turned to jelly.

　　I sat on the floor on my knees.

　　That lunatic really came to kill.

　　Damn it.

　　I took out my phone to call the police.

　　Several WeChat messages popped up.

　　They were from the delivery rider.

　　[Miss Zheng, I just saw the owner of the snail noodle shop close the door and head towards your direction with a knife.] [He looks really abnormal, please be careful.] These messages were sent a few minutes ago, and a few minutes later, he sent another one.

　　[After thinking about it, his behavior is really strange, you should still call the police.] He sent a screenshot of the police report.

　　[I already called the police, they will come immediately.] [Don't worry.]