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

Chapter 692: Counter-Reprisal Operation

Jiang Ran wasn't drinking.Yang Qi and Zeng Yan had been drinking, but just beer, not nearly enough to get drunk.

Even so, those words instantly snapped their drunken haze away.

Jiang Ran asked, "What do you mean?"

Manager Wu Meiling said, "After you left, quite a few police officers showed up."

"They confirmed that the American named Bundy had indeed killed someone in the apartment."

"Not only that, but he has more than one life on his hands—he's a deranged serial killer."

"He's committed bloody crimes one after another in America. He fled to Hua Country."

"That bastard is hiding somewhere now, who knows where."

"There's a good chance he's still lurking in the apartment."

"Anyway, the police searched once and didn't find him."

"So they specifically warned me, and you three as well."

"Bundy—this deranged serial killer, this murderous maniac—has a strong sense of vengeance."

"So me, and the three of you as well, all of us could be targeted by him for retaliation, for a dirty hit."

When Zeng Yan heard this, the beer bottle in his hand clattered to the floor.

He scrambled frantically to pick it up.

As for Yang Qi, his brows were tightly furrowed.

And Jiang Ran? Speechless. Utterly speechless.

You've got to be kidding me?

He just helped out, and now he's on the radar?

"So what do we do now?"

Jiang Ran looked at the three of them.

Arms crossed over her chest, Manager Wu Meiling tossed her long black hair.

A faint, refreshing fragrance wafted from her locks.

"The police can't protect us every second, so we need to save ourselves."

Jiang Ran: "Save ourselves?"

"That's right, save ourselves. In a bit, I'll post a notice about Bundy in the group chat to alert the other residents to watch out for him."

"Then, anyone who can actively provide his whereabouts will be rewarded with anywhere from 1,000 yuan to 30,000 yuan."

"Of course, I'll foot that bill myself."

Manager Wu Meiling had no other choice.

Those fake cops had just come by briefly to collect the body and leave, without any lab rats or other residents around—they didn't even bother to put on an act.

They also never conducted a full search of the apartment for Bundy.

Manager Wu Meiling couldn't order them around either.

So, helpless, Manager Wu Meiling was thinking about her own personal safety.

She was terrified that Bundy might come after her too.

She decided to rope Jiang Ran and the other two in. Safety in numbers.

At this point, Zeng Yan's hands were trembling a bit.

After all, he was just an ordinary person. The braver he'd been swinging that mop earlier, the more afraid he was now of retaliation.

The title "deranged serial killer" and "murderous maniac" was indeed terrifying.

Let alone someone like that—imagine you help a girl fend off a thug outside, and the thug snarls at you with a death threat, promising payback.

Wouldn't you be worried? Afraid that one day, out of nowhere, you'd get jumped? Retaliated against?

Yang Qi had been scrolling through his phone this whole time.

After a moment, he suddenly held his phone out to Jiang Ran and the other two in turn.

And asked, "Look at this. Is this the guy we ran into tonight?"

Jiang Ran and the others glanced at it and nodded in unison.

Yang Qi continued, "This guy the manager called Bundy, so I searched him online, and surprisingly, I actually found him."

"After finding him, I read his online profile."

"He's an American. An incredibly notorious deranged serial killer in the US."

"The Campus Killer."

"An elite-type serial killer."

"A lust-killer type."

"He specifically targeted young women, with the youngest victim being only twelve years old."

When Zeng Yan heard that, his eyes went wide as saucers. "No way? Are you sure this is the same guy we met tonight?!"

Zeng Yan couldn't believe it. Why would an American deranged serial killer show up all the way here in their neck of the woods?

Yang Qi shot him a glance. "There's even more unbelievable stuff. The online records show he was sentenced to death a few years ago, and the method was the electric chair—electrocution."

"And it was already carried out."

"That means he should have died years ago. So… the guy we met tonight—was he a person or a ghost?"

He looked around at the three of them.

The entire atmosphere in the management office instantly became tense and oppressive, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zeng Yan's face was twisted with fear, like he felt his soul was about to leave his body.

At this critical moment, Jiang Ran should have had all his attention focused on that deranged serial killer Bundy, but when he heard the "electric chair" execution method, he couldn't help thinking of an old acquaintance—Zhan Lang.

He slapped his own face, telling himself to stop wandering down that rabbit hole.

Manager Wu Meiling spoke up at that moment. "Don't bother about whether he's a person or a ghost."

"The one who showed up in front of us today was definitely a living person."

"As for why someone who should have died in America years ago is still alive… and showed up here…"

"You should all have heard that a lot of deranged serial killers have massive fanbases, including plenty of twisted fans who mimic their crimes. As a tribute."

"So, the guy we met today could very well be someone who looks a lot like Bundy. He's imitating Bundy's crimes to pay homage to his idol."

Jiang Ran said, "That makes sense."

"Whether he's the real Bundy or a copycat who looks like him, we need to catch him as fast as possible, before he launches a retaliatory strike against us."

Yang Qi pocketed his phone and agreed. "Exactly. Whoever he is, I think we only need to do one thing these next few days: find him and hand him over to the police. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep at night without feeling jumpy."

"So I'm planning to take a few days off from work and focus everything on finding that Bundy guy. What about you two?"

Manager Wu Meiling: "My workplace is right here at Alice Apartment anyway. I'll help you search with everything I've got."

Jiang Ran: "Same here. My workplace is right here."

The three of them then turned their gaze to the last person, Zeng Yan.

"I can take time off too. I'll take these few days off."

If it had been before, Zeng Yan would have really hated to miss work, since he had a girlfriend to support. But now that his girlfriend had given him a lovely green hat, why the hell should he keep slaving away at his job?

"Then… it's settled. These few days, we absolutely have to catch that guy. Otherwise, I really won't be able to sleep at night."

Yang Qi said again.

Zeng Yan opened his mouth as if to speak. He'd been wanting to ask Yang Qi if he too had signed some kind of agreement to get in here.

But remembering that the agreement forbade revealing it to others, under threat of astronomical compensation, he dropped the thought.

In reality, unless you leaked the agreement on a massive scale—or caused Alice Apartment to be widely exposed because of you—that compensation clause was mostly just a scare tactic.

Think about it—Xiao Q, Xiao Peng, Ke Bei, and the others from earlier had all compared notes with each other.

But their relationships were out of the ordinary…

Zeng Yan had only known Yang Qi for a few days, so he wasn't familiar with him at all…

He didn't dare take the risky move of violating the agreement either…