In fact, he tried to say hello twice to the balcony next door, wanting to ask if there was anyone next door who could help, but he suddenly remembered that this floor should be closed now, and only Furukawa Kumisa's room was occupied, so he

give up.

Matsuda Jinpei tried to walk towards the door. Seeing that the French fries did not attack him again, he reached out and turned the doorknob, thinking about asking the police colleagues on this floor to help call an ambulance——

"...What do you mean the door lock is broken?" Jiang Guling's voice already contained a bit of weirdness.

Matsuda Jinpei lit up a cigarette tiredly - he already needed tobacco to relieve his emotions about to explode: "Literally."

Hagiwara Kenji squatted at the door, observed the door lock for a while, and then twisted it twice, "It seems like the door lock is stuck by something?"

Matsuda Jinpei looked at Furukawa Kumisa who was almost cooking on the sofa and sighed, "Let's see if she has a toolbox at home."

Fang Gu Ling glanced at him, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart: "...What are you going to do?"

"Remove the lock!" Matsuda Jinpei smoothed out his hair, which was all hairy, and said a little irritably, "A living person can't be trapped to death by dead things, right? Wait for her to be cooked?"

Hagiwara Kenji thought for a while: "I just saw it when I was looking for the medicine box. It was under the cabinet next to the living room."

Fangtani Ling opened the cabinet and rummaged through it: "It's not there."

"It's impossible," Hagiwara Kenji walked over, "I just saw it clearly..."

The level of the cabinet where the toolbox was placed was empty, with nothing in it.

Matsuda Jinpei shook his head: "Let's look for it again."

In this way, the three of them rummaged around in the living room, and nearly half an hour passed after they found the tool box in its original place.

"...Isn't this on that floor?" Matsuda Jinpei opened the cabinet they were looking for for the first time, and a toolbox actually appeared in the originally empty cabinet. "Are you really looking for it seriously?"

Hagihara Kenji:……

Jiangu Ling:……

The French fries standing on the counter shook his hair, looked at the two incredible people with his round eyes, and laughed silently twice.

Matsuda Jinpei walked to the door carrying the tool box and started to remove the lock.

During this period, Rei Fukiya had been dutifully replacing the fever-reducing patches on Kumisa Furukawa, but she showed no sign of her fever subsideing—although she did not show any sign of her fever continuing to rise.

Her high fever remained at a dangerous temperature, neither falling nor rising, but she slept fairly peacefully, which somewhat made him feel relieved.

They thought that it would only take a few minutes for Matsuda Jinpei to open such a household door lock, but twenty minutes had passed and the sound of "dinging bells and oranges" at the door had not stopped.

Hagiwara Kenji walked over curiously: "Are you feeling better yet?"

Matsuda Jinpei was sitting on the ground with an irritated look on his face, his hands were constantly disassembling, and parts were scattered all around.

Even Kenji Hagihara noticed something was wrong: "...were you the ones who dismantled these parts?"

Does a normal household door lock require so many parts?

Matsuda Jinpei is also doubting life: "This lock is really a ghost. Every time I think it is about to be dismantled, but when I look up, there is still another layer inside..."

He glanced at the parts on the ground and said, "With so many things, it would normally be enough to assemble ten household door locks."

French fries, who consciously flew to the kitchen to forage for food, heard the noise here, poked their heads out to take a look, and then laughed twice: "Quack, quack, quack!"

Matsuda Jinpei raised his head, gritted his teeth and said, "...I'll stew you sooner or later."

Fries retracted his head, looked at the system time, and breathed a sigh of relief: the host's side effects were finally over.

So, when Furukawa Kumisa finally survived the three-hour high fever, and when the fever subsided and he woke up and opened his eyes, he almost thought he had burned out his brain.

The three men in the living room exuded the aura of "suspecting life", and their hair and clothes were covered with scattered bird feathers. Jiang Guling sat next to him and saw that she didn't look happy at all when she woke up after her high fever subsided.

His expression was so complicated that it was difficult to describe in words.

Kenji Hagihara was lying on the table, staring at his mobile phone without any signal, as if one soul had left his body and two souls had ascended to heaven.

Matsuda Jinpei sat on the floor at the door, fiddling with the door lock of her house relentlessly. There was already a mountain of parts on the ground beside her.

Only the French fries flapped their wings very grandly, circled twice above her head, and landed safely on her shoulders, looking like the final winner.

Hearing the movement of French fries, the three men who doubted life raised their eyes at the same time and stared at her...the French fries on her shoulders.

Furukawa Kumisa was convinced that he saw murderous intent in those three pairs of eyes.
Chapter completed!