[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-great-it-s-the-pervy-neighbor-we-re-doomed":3,"chapter-great-it-s-the-pervy-neighbor-we-re-doomed-great-it-s-the-pervy-neighbor-we-re-doomed-chapter-111":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Great, It’s the Pervy Neighbor. We’re Doomed",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1800469,2399,"Chapter 111: Wang Tao, Deceased","great-it-s-the-pervy-neighbor-we-re-doomed-chapter-111",111,"\u003Cp>The clown laughed loudly and said, \"Don't worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not that kind of sadistic freak who enjoys torturing people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You cheated in our life-and-death game, so I'll start by drilling off one of your hands with this power drill.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then, because you cheated and tried to kill your opponent, I hereby sentence you to death!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the clown finished speaking, he moved with unbelievable speed. The rapidly spinning drill bit plunged directly into Wang Tao's right palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the center of his palm was shredded into a bloody pulp, leaving a gaping hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Wang Tao was a deranged criminal with over a dozen murders to his name, he was still human and could feel pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with this level of agony, he immediately began wailing and screaming in torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skin on his face and exposed areas twisted grotesquely from the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wang Tao was still Wang Tao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been one of the lab rats undergoing this drilling torture instead,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they would undoubtedly be begging for mercy and crying for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't. Despite being in excruciating pain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he neither screamed for help nor begged for mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he desperately wanted to live, he knew all hope was lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had completely fallen into this clown's hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when he shocked the clown with the stun gun, there had been no reaction. He had lost fair and square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the drill had only penetrated the center of his palm initially, leaving his fingers intact, the clown proceeded to drill through each of Wang Tao's five right fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This elicited another round of soul-rending screams and howls of agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These screams should have echoed throughout Alice Apartment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but unfortunately, Wang Tao's room—like all the psychopaths' rooms—had been specially soundproofed by the apartment management.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After just two drilling sessions, limited to his hand so far,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao's mental state had already deteriorated drastically compared to before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clown then drilled Wang Tao's right hand eighteen more times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, Wang Tao's right hand—still tightly bound by rope—had been reduced to a pulpy mass of flesh and blood, with even the white bones shattered into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a truly gruesome sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, next I'll drill straight into your heart,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the clown declared with a hearty laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh... I should never have opened that door...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao mumbled weakly, his head drooping after having one hand completely destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clown tilted his head. \"It wouldn't have mattered. Even if you hadn't opened the door, I would have broken in to play this life-and-death game with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao gave a cold chuckle. \"Whatever... Before I die, there's one thing I want to know...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clown kept his head tilted, smiling. \"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao: \"Did you cheat? I refuse to believe your luck was that good...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clown laughed. \"No, I never cheat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao strained to lift his head and lean it against the chair back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his face still showed pain, there was now a hint of relief in his expression:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't believe you. I'm about to die, and you're still lying to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clown: \"I truly never cheat. If you had won this life-and-death game, I would have accepted death willingly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao wanted to curse. If he couldn't win even by cheating, how could he possibly have won?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just get it over with.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They say your life flashes before your eyes when you're about to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Tao was now experiencing this phenomenon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scenes from his entire life played like a movie in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The childhood friend he'd pushed into the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The college goddess and her boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wife, and the two children that weren't his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The family living upstairs...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the image that lingered in his mind was that college goddess from his youth...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Turns out... you were always the one I loved most... loved enough to kill you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How frustrating... to die like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bzzzzzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drill bit plunged into Wang Tao's chest, effortlessly shredding his heart...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Day 2, Round 27.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike was smoking on the rooftop of Alice Apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sipped strong coffee to stay alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't slept all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As someone accustomed to all-nighters, staying up wasn't the issue—it was the mental toll this particular night had taken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was now 7:00 AM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun had already risen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike took out his phone and dialed a number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The line rang repeatedly with no answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't until the third attempt that someone finally picked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A groggy, half-asleep male voice came through:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh... who is this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's me, Mike.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh... Mike... What's up? Did you find Zhou Wu and his father?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not yet. I'm calling to ask if you deposited 10,000 yuan into my bank account?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That... no...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could it have been Zhou Yan or Li Miguo?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold on, let me check.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About fifteen minutes passed before the voice returned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, they've been with me this whole time. Neither would know your account number anyway. I just confirmed with them—definitely not them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do you ask? Something wrong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, nothing. Maybe a friend sent it. I'll talk to you later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike hung up and took a deep drag from his cigarette, squinting thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday, after witnessing Wu You's murder by the chainsaw killer, followed by a team of strangers cleaning up the crime scene before the police arrived,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he had been reeling from everything he'd seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, shortly after midnight—technically the next day—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he received a text notification about a 10,000 yuan deposit into his account.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unexpected transfer had left him bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could have sent it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His first thought was Jimmy and the other two who'd hired him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd tried calling immediately, but there was no answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then contacted other possible senders, though the chances were slim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All confirmed they hadn't sent any money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After more failed attempts to reach Jimmy's group, he'd resigned himself to waiting for a callback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he never really believed Jimmy's group had sent the money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But confirmation was necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a detective, hypothesis testing was fundamental to his work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment that 10,000 yuan appeared at midnight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he'd been hypothesizing and analyzing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who sent this money?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly—why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a whole night of intense deliberation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and now finally confirming it wasn't from Jimmy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he'd mostly pieced it together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just needed to verify a few more things to confirm his theory.\u003C\u002Fp>",1075,"2026-06-09T04:42:10.999Z",1,"novelbin.me","aba29e8568e436e2211c7e3e9e2d33e9b905430fb367fd61645724c24367a28f","great-it-s-the-pervy-neighbor-we-re-doomed-chapter-657","great-it-s-the-pervy-neighbor-we-re-doomed-chapter-110",670,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgreat-it-s-the-pervy-neighbor-we-re-doomed-cover.jpg"]