"A psychopathic killer?"
Du Jing was the oldest resident of this apartment complex and had lived here for many years, yet she had never encountered such a situation before.
Seeing Du Jing's slow reaction, Tang Hanlu struggled to get up and crawled to the door. Only after confirming that the security door was securely locked did she feel a bit more at ease.
"Grandma, please don't go out. It's really dangerous in the building right now! We'll wait here until the police arrive!"
Tang Hanlu's home was also in this building, but she never felt a shred of warmth from it. Each floor's hallway made her feel scared, cold, and eerie, as if this place was not a residential building but a huge morgue. Only after meeting Du Jing did she feel like she found a safe haven.
The cozy decor and warm light of the small room were like a hot cup of tea on a cold winter's day, melting the frost on Tang Hanlu's body.
