Great, It's the Pervy Neighbor. We're Doomed

Chapter 450: Danger Before Escape

The young detective was, after all, a young man. With only two or three years in the business, doing detective work like investigating mistresses, he had been chased down by quite a few people.So, his physical skills were decent.

Of course, when his entire body was entrusted to that cloth rope, he still regretted it.

This feeling was truly indescribably terrifying.

His very life now depended entirely on this cloth rope.

He regretted not joining the military when he was younger. If he had, maybe during the two-year mandatory service, there would have been training for rappelling down from tall buildings.

If he had undergone that kind of training, wouldn't facing the current situation be a piece of cake?

"Hurry up!"

Little Sherlock Holmes stuck his head out from the balcony window of unit 404, shouting at the slowly descending young detective.

The young detective heard the urging, but he didn't respond. His attention was completely on himself right now, with no spare energy to reply.

"I have confidence in the cloth rope I made. It can support two people. So, who's next among the three of us?"

Little Sherlock Holmes's technique seemed better than Xiao Q and the other two's from last time.

What Xiao Q and his group rigged up last time was only sturdy enough for one person at a time.

Liu Qingxuan looked at his master. "Master, you go down first!"

Little Sherlock Holmes also said, "Right, you're older, you go first."

The two clearly wanted the detective in his fifties to go first, but he looked back at the door that was about to be broken through and shook his head. "You two go first. Don't worry about me."

Liu Qingxuan grabbed his master's arm and started dragging him towards the balcony. "Master, what kind of joke are you making? Staying here is extremely dangerous. Don't act out a TV drama here for me!"

The detective in his fifties slapped his apprentice Liu Qingxuan's hand away. "I'm not acting out a TV drama."

"I'm serious. I don't have the ability to go down from here."

Liu Qingxuan was puzzled. "Nonsense. You're lying."

Even though his master was in his fifties, his body was still robust and his movements were agile.

After all, a detective in this line of work who wasn't agile, after tailing and secretly photographing people, would easily get beaten half to death if discovered.

Little Sherlock Holmes seemed to understand, frowning in confusion. "You wouldn't happen to have acrophobia, would you?"

Liu Qingxuan stared at his master incredulously. "No, that's impossible, right?"

The detective in his fifties sighed. "I do indeed have acrophobia. Even though I've tried my best to overcome it, I can guarantee I can stay calm when I'm in a tall building looking down. But if you ask me to descend from a tall building using a cloth rope, I really don't have the ability."

"Alright, you go first. If you don't leave now, it'll be too late."

Liu Qingxuan's eyes reddened. He realized he was a truly incompetent apprentice, not even knowing his own master had acrophobia.

"No, I'm staying here with my master! At least one more person means one more set of hands!"

The detective in his fifties immediately gave Liu Qingxuan a flick on the forehead.

It made Liu Qingxuan clutch his head.

He said angrily, "The way you said that makes it sound like I'm about to sacrifice my life?"

"Your master isn't that selfless and noble. Alright, hurry up and go down. I have my own way to avoid the danger outside."

"Also, I'm not going to die. I can't bear to leave my young wife in her twenties. She just got pregnant."

Seeing his master speak like this, Liu Qingxuan had nothing more to say.

Perhaps it was really as his master said, he had his own clever plan.

Therefore, he followed the young detective, relying on that cloth rope to start moving down from the 4th floor.

Little Sherlock Holmes, seeing the young detective successfully reach the bottom, also stepped onto a stool and climbed out the window.

Of course, before climbing out, he still gave the detective in his fifties a look.

"Uncle, I hope we can meet again later."

The detective in his fifties watched Little Sherlock Holmes's head disappear from view, then turned to see the security door was about to be broken through.

He hurriedly ran to the bedroom and crawled under the bed.

Heh, the so-called most dangerous place is the safest place.

He had already planned his escape route: hiding under the bed.

When the intruder barged in, saw the cloth rope leading from the living room to the balcony, and saw the figures of those people fleeing downstairs, who would think there was still one person hiding under the bedroom bed?

He took a deep breath, trying to keep his heartbeat normal.

At the same time, his expression couldn't help but become somewhat desolate.

"If it weren't for that incident back then, I wouldn't have developed acrophobia either..."

Back when the detective in his fifties was young, around 27 or 28.

He took a job from a wealthy woman who wanted him to investigate her husband's infidelity.

This wealthy woman wanted to divorce and get more money, hence she needed evidence of her husband's affair.

So, he went to investigate. Not long after he started, he was caught red-handed by the wealthy woman's husband.

After being caught, he wasn't beaten or verbally abused.

But he would forever remember the leering face of that wealthy woman's husband.

That wealthy woman's husband had his underlings tie him up completely and hang him from a 60-story building.

He hung there for three full days and nights.

Do you know how he got through those three days and nights?

He himself didn't know either.

He only knew he was on the verge of death countless times but stubbornly held on.

It was also from that time onward that he, who originally didn't have acrophobia, was forcibly afflicted with it.

After developing acrophobia, he started trying hard to overcome this major weakness of his.

But up to now, he still hadn't completely overcome it.

*Bang!* A sound, probably the door being broken open or something at the entrance being violently pushed aside.

The detective in his fifties immediately held his breath, closed his eyes, pretending he was already dead, a corpse, making himself utterly silent.

The area around unit 404's security door was a mess.

Three White Ghost Face Mask Persons rushed in.

One holding a red fire axe was the one who had been doing the hard labor of chopping the door.

The other two were the ones holding the oversized chainsaw and the blue fire axe.

The two had chased Jiang Ran and the other five for a while before returning.

After the three Ghost Face Mask Persons entered and found no one in the living room, they noticed the cloth rope.

They followed the cloth rope to the balcony, each sticking their heads out. Beneath the exaggerated eye holes of their black, hollow masks,

they saw several people running towards the outside of the apartment building.

"Let's go, chase them."

It was unclear who said it, but in any case, the three White Ghost Face Mask Persons turned and left unit 404, rushing headlong downstairs in pursuit.

After reaching the ground, Li Mengmeng didn't care about the people from the 4th floor who had helped her down.

She just ran on her own.

She wanted to escape. As long as she could escape, she could return to her old life.

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She stumbled and staggered all the way towards the main gate.

Just as she was about to escape,

a white figure suddenly darted out from the security guard booth and grabbed her arm.