"Hello, 110? I want to report a robbery thats happening right now in Xingwang Community, Building 3, District 3, Room 206."

  After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zhu took out the SIM card, broke it and casually threw it into a nearby flower bed. The SIM card that had just been used to call the police was given to Zhao Zhu by Xiong Zhiqi before, and the registered ID number belonged to some passerby A. Zhao Zhus previous mobile phone number was also cancelled by the telecom company because his personal information was deleted. There were still many such so-called "black cards" around him.

  Zhao Zhu didnt want the police to know that he was the one who made the report, also considering that if something really happened in that house, as the person who made the report, he would definitely be included in the investigation and it would bring him a lot of trouble.

  After replacing the SIM card on his mobile phone, Zhao Zhu sat in the flower bed. The police arrived quickly and soon two police cars entered the residential area without sirens or flashing lights. Seven or eight policemen got out of the car, probably from the local police station, to make a first move, and it was likely that there would be backup forces coming later.

  These seven or eight policemen didnt hesitate at all, and directly ran towards the target in a small trot. Zhao Zhu hid himself among the plants in the flower bed, watching as these seven policemen disappeared into the darkness in front of him. Afterwards, he shook his somewhat numb legs, got up, and walked out of the flower bed, heading in that direction as well.

  Yes, Zhao Zhu retreated. He didnt go to that household himself, didnt knock on the door, and didnt break in. When he saw the black air and confirmed that Zhu Jianping might be in trouble, he quietly went downstairs, quietly came to the entrance of the community, quietly made a phone call to report the police, and quietly waited for the police to arrive.

  Why... its very simple...

  Other peoples lives are more important than ones own life.

  Even if Zhao Zhu understood in his heart that something supernatural must have happened inside the house, these seven or eight policemen, even with guns, would still be in great danger after all they were just ordinary people.

  However, this is not something that Zhao Zhu would care about. When a foreigner molested a Chinese female student abroad, he punched him. In the hospital, when faced with an unreasonable and violent man who beat up a nurse, he directly beat him half to death. It seems that he is a good person who values justice, but that also has preconditions. Because Zhao Zhu knows that even if he beats up the foreign teacher or the scoundrel, his familys connections can easily smooth over everything. Therefore, when it comes to his own life and safety, and his familys power cannot handle it, Zhao Zhu chooses to retreat, which is also understandable.

  The police arrived quickly, and when Zhao Zhu walked to the entrance of the building, the police were already knocking on the door, then...the door opened.

  A woman in pajamas opened the door and looked at the police outside with a surprised expression.

  "Whats... going on?"

  The police were also stunned because this scene did not look like a robbery was taking place.

  However, at this time, it seemed that only Zhao Zhu, who was standing right under the stairwell, could clearly see that the woman who opened the door had her feet not entirely on the ground. The heel of her foot was slightly raised, and she was only touching the ground with her toes. This was also due to Zhao Zhus angle of view, which allowed him to discover this detail. Those police officers standing upstairs might not have noticed this subtlety, after all, not every policeman has the same level of observation as Sherlock Holmes. Moreover, it was still deep in the night, when people are most relaxed and the lighting is poorest.

  "Somebody reported a robbery here, please step aside, we need to go in and check. This is my police ID." The leading policeman took out his badge for the woman to see.

  "Whos kidding? What robbery? Alright, come in and see." The woman stepped aside.

  Seven police officers walked in together, and then Zhao Zhu, standing below, saw the door slowly close.

  "Slap"

  The sound of the door closing was crisp and clear. Zhao Zhus heart skipped a beat, his nose twitching as if he had caught a whiff of something faintly bloody.

  The few police officers who went ahead to scout the route for Zhao Zhu, but it seems that this road was not thoroughly scouted, and even those police officers might have been ambushed.

  Zhao Zhu did not go upstairs, but instead retreated backwards and returned to the flower bed at the entrance of the residential area. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be police reinforcements arriving soon, and possibly even armed police, because if the police who went in earlier were to encounter any problems, it would definitely cause a huge stir.

  So Zhao Zhu decided to continue waiting, and at the same time, he opened his mobile phone and entered the "Horror Web Novel" reader group. There were a few people in the group chatting about Mozart, which seemed a bit quiet.

  "Something happened here, a strange change occurred in one of the rooms, and the police were called. When they opened the door, the person who came out to open it was standing on tiptoes."

  Zhao Zhu is also seeking help in the group with the attitude of treating a dead horse as if it were alive, because he knows that there are not many people in the group who are willing to help others.

  At this time, someone with the ID "Huo Xiao Miao" replied:

  "If the previous proposition is true, then something strange happened in that house. The woman who opened the door should be dead by now, possibly being manipulated by some kind of supernatural force, like a puppet on strings. Ah, you look quite fresh, are you new here?"

  "Yes, Im new here, just finished my first mission."

  "Oh, well, you can roll away now, the farther the better. Whatever is in that house, its still inside because it hasnt been able to get out yet. Once it can, I reckon things will be big, and people nearby will definitely suffer."

  "Uh... does this kind of thing happen often?"

  "Its not that it happens often, but every year there will be some cases, only this kind of news report will definitely be covered up, most reports are just about a murder case." Huo Xiao Miao replied.

  "But I have friends inside." Zhao Zhuo replied.

  "Ah, so its Holy Mother Comrade." Hua Xiao Miao added a yawning expression, apparently, she didnt seem too fond of the two words "Holy Mother".

  "Uh... Im not a saint, but, you know, that friend of mine is also in our group."

  "Is he also a member of the group? Has the group owner removed him from the group?"

  "No." Zhao Zhu confirmed again, and Zhu Jianpings QQ number was indeed still in the group.

  "Go to the group leader and exchange for some holy water or talismans, try using them. Since its still hiding in the house, it should be because it has built its own barrier there. Use the holy water and talismans to try and break through the barrier, maybe your friend will have a chance to escape from inside. As for the points spent, just get them back from your friend after you rescue him, after all, youre saving his life."

  "Uh, Ill give it a try."

  "Good luck, Im going to sleep now, goodnight everyone." The puzzled little cat said a night and stopped sending messages.

  "YY, I want to exchange for holy water and talismans."

  "Please state the quantity. 300 points for a bottle of Holy Water (Low-grade), 50 points for a sheet of Talisman (Low-grade)."

  Zhao Zhu only had a little over 1,000 points on his side. At this time, he could only grit his teeth and say: "Exchange for one bottle of holy water and four talismans."

  "Exchange completed."

  The next moment, Zhao Zhu felt his wrist sink, and then found a black plastic bag hanging on his wrist. Opening the plastic bag, there was a glass bottle inside, which should be filled with liquid, and 4 talismans, which had an extremely special texture to the touch.

  This was Zhao Zhus first time exchanging something, at this moment, he couldnt help but mutter:

  "This speed is incredible! If the group owner didnt become a group owner but instead started an express delivery company, would Shentong, SF Express and Yunda still have a place in the market?"