Chapter 72: Childish Game

When Zhao Xiaozhen asked this question, Zhong Kui's sharp eyes swept across everyone's face one by one, repeating: "That's right, where is Old Yu?"

Looking at the crowd with different expressions, Zhong Kui changed the subject, "I think we shouldn't wait for him. I heard that you have never been able to solve the property rights problem of this apartment, which is that you can't find a person whom everyone can safely entrust with money to raise funds to buy the whole building from the company. I have thought of a way for you. Let's have a vote tonight. Whoever gets the most votes can represent everyone to raise funds to buy back the property rights of this building from the management company. How about it?"

Everyone looked at each other, only Sha Gou and Xiao You had blank expressions.

Zhong Kui looked at Sha Gou and said: "You don't need to think so seriously. Calling you here today is not for you to participate in the discussion."

"Then, then what is the purpose of inviting me here?" Compared with others, Sha Gou was obviously out of the situation.

"Record the whole process tonight," Zhong Kui said, "Aren't they worried that the representative pushed out will embezzle the property? Today's video is the evidence."

The tripod and camera were all ready, and the red light was on.

"No, even if we push that person out, now with just our few households, we can't raise so much money at all," Wang Dakang said loudly.

Zhong Kui flipped her hair, already knowing that there would be such questioning: "You don't need to worry about this. I have already asked the management company for you. They will default to reclaiming the shares of the dead households, so you only need to pay your own share of the money to buy the house."

"Then, then what about me?" Luo Yang stammered, as if he hadn't stayed with so many people for a long time, and the whole person was trembling.

"Yes, and us!" Lv Xiuxia immediately joined, "We are all unregistered residents. When this apartment is sold later, can we get that share of money?!"

"Once the property rights are in hand, there will naturally be inheritance rights," Zhong Kui answered.

Qi Fei only then knew why Zhong Kui often disappeared recently; it looked like she had done her homework.

"Any more questions? If not, let's start?" Zhong Kui looked around at everyone, "Oh, by the way, I forgot, this game can only be participated in by those who are qualified to be representatives." As she spoke, she took out the list of welfare housing from the Guomao Company, "That is to say, only those who appear on this document can participate."

Zhong Kui began to report the names on it one by one: "Chang Hui, He Zhixin, Wang Dakang, Zhao Xiaozhen."

The four people whose names were called, as if they were students who had received certificates, simultaneously revealed a kind of superior and proud expression, as if everything had returned to forty years ago when they stood out from the numerous employees and obtained the opportunity for housing allocation.

"For the sake of fairness, I have to ask some questions that you all know. This representative must be the most responsible one," Zhong Kui paved the way, "I think all four of you participated in the rescue of Lao Lin's family in Room 301 ten years ago, so let's ask about what happened that day?"

Several people obeyed inexplicably, picked up the paper and pen placed beside them in advance, and waited for Zhong Kui's first question.

"That day, when the door was opened by Old Yu and you rushed in to save people, what color were the curtains on the living room window?" Zhong Kui's first question was very tricky. Before everyone could complain, she had already started the countdown, "The time for each question is only fifteen seconds. Those who don't put it into my merit box in time will be considered as not answering correctly."

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, the four had to bury their heads and write down the answers regardless, scrambling to throw the paper into the merit box.

"Very good," Zhong Kui praised, "Second question, what is the pattern on the dining table in Lao Lin's house?"

Qi Fei stood on the side, not understanding what Zhong Kui was doing. He didn't understand what significance this game, which seemed like teaching elementary school students, had for solving the case.

However, in the whole room, except for Zhong Kui and her "protectors," probably everyone else felt that this matter was childish, but they were magically dominated by Zhong Kui.

The second round of answers ended, and the third question was still meaningless: "Please write down what brand of gas stove Lao Lin's family used."

Fourth question: "Is the glass of the wine cabinet blue, tea-colored, or transparent?"

Fifth question...

Finally, after ten trivial questions, Zhong Kui announced that the questions were over.

Meng Apo, with a straight face, stepped forward and took away the black merit box, walking straight to Qi Fei and placing it in front of him.

Zhong Kui sat in the center calmly and said to Qi Fei, who was standing on the side and embarrassed to the point of curling his toes: "Only you have a gun; you must protect their answers well." As she spoke, she turned to the four people who had just finished the "written exam," as well as the "auditors" who were confused on the side: "Next, it's a buzzer question. Those who know the answer can report it directly. The first one to answer correctly gets one point."

"What magazine was placed on the coffee table in Room 101?"

"Soulmate!" This was a giveaway question, but three people answered at the same time. Except for He Zhixin and Zhou Li, Zhao Xiaozhen shouted almost at the same time.

Interestingly, Zhao Xiaozhen was the fastest.

Looking at Zhou Li's annoyed look, Zhong Kui smiled: "Best friends are different after all. Then the next question is about 201. What color are the tiles in their kitchen?"

"White!" This time, it was He Zhixin who shouted the fastest and loudest, pulling back a point.

Zhou Li gave He Zhixin a thumbs up: "Old He, well done!"

As the game deepened, the people present seemed to have forgotten the darkness that had shrouded them during this period and immersed themselves in the simple joy of competing for victory or defeat.

"Is the mosaic on the bathroom floor of Yue Fengsheng's house blue and white or green and white?" Zhong Kui continued to ask, with a tight rhythm.

"Blue and white!" Lv Xiuxia finally had a chance to answer, while He Zhixin on the side was a step slower, and the answer was the same.

"Where is the medicine box in Chen Liangdi's house?" Zhong Kui immediately threw out another question.

"On the shoe cabinet at the door!" He Zhixin answered without thinking, scoring another point.

"Where is the toolbox in her garage?"

"Southeast corner!" He Zhixin answered again.

However, this time, only he answered this question.

The atmosphere at the scene began to change subtly. The light on the ceiling jumped twice in response. After He Zhixin said this answer, his face suddenly changed.

Only Zhong Kui seemed to have expected this direction, stopped asking questions, and said to Qi Fei: "Officer Qi, help us open this merit box. Let us see the answers everyone wrote down before. I think there should be quite a surprise waiting for us." ===== CHAPTER 73 =====