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

Chapter 449: Run, Just Run

Humans have this particular flaw.When encountering something frightening or dangerous.

If no one starts screaming and shouting or takes the lead in running away, the people present can more or less maintain their composure.

But if one person starts screaming and running away, it immediately affects others, spreading like a virus.

Jiang Ran got infected too.

Forget about now, even last night when he had a weapon, if it were this situation.

He wouldn't dare to confront them, because there were three people on the other side.

At the same time, he was also extremely shocked—how many White Ghost Face Mask People were there in this apartment?

Inside Room 404.

The people inside clearly heard voices of others outside, but those voices grew farther away, taking with them the hopes of the several people inside.

The detective in his fifties hurriedly called Jiang Ran again, but Jiang Ran was currently focused entirely on escaping for his life—how could he possibly answer the phone?

And even if he did answer, he couldn't save anyone.

"Better to rely on yourself than on others. This is the fourth floor. Using a rope to descend from here, we can still survive."

Little Sherlock Holmes emerged from the bedroom at this moment, holding a very thick cloth rope in his hands.

The materials were bedsheets, quilts, curtains, and other fabric materials.

Little Sherlock Holmes was just like Xiao Q and the other two who were rescued by Mike from Room 1001 a long time ago.

Pursued by the chainsaw murderer, with no other choice, they escaped using a cloth rope.

And quite coincidentally, by fate.

Back then, Xiao Q and the other two also escaped from Room 404.

Little Sherlock Holmes had probably thought of this method when someone started violently breaking down the door and had already put it into action.

Now, he fixed one end of the cloth rope at a spot in the living room.

The rest of the rope extended along the balcony, loosening downward.

He grabbed Li Mengmeng, who was curled up on the sofa in terror, and said coldly:

"Hey, you go down first."

Forget about Li Mengmeng in her current state—even if it were before she was imprisoned, if you asked her to go from the fourth floor down using just a cloth rope without any safety measures.

She wouldn't have the courage, nor the ability.

"No, no, no! I don't dare!"

Li Mengmeng fearfully broke free and curled back up on the sofa.

"Hey, Li Mengmeng, we promised to get you out. You're the most useless among us, so we're giving you the first chance to escape. Hurry up! Don't waste time!"

Little Sherlock Holmes had absolute confidence in his cloth rope craftsmanship.

So he wasn't making Li Mengmeng the first test subject for the rope's sturdiness.

He was genuinely giving her the first escape opportunity.

But Li Mengmeng was like mud that just wouldn't stick to the wall.

Seeing this, Little Sherlock Holmes said to the young detective, "You go down first!"

The young detective swallowed hard.

He went to the balcony area, stuck his head out the window, and looked down at the height.

Good grief, if he could descend using just a cloth rope, he'd be on par with those two famous superstars from Hua Country who became famous through kung fu martial arts films.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to go down this way either.

"Pull the cloth rope back up, wrap it around Li Mengmeng's waist, and lower her down."

"Since we promised to get her out of here, we have to keep our word."

"A person should be true to their word."

The detective in his fifties piled the bedside cabinet against the security door while watching the balcony area.

Before Little Sherlock Holmes and the young detective could react, his apprentice Liu Qingxuan pulled the cloth rope that had fallen from the balcony back up.

Then he forcefully and securely tied it around Li Mengmeng's waist.

After tying it, he said sternly to Li Mengmeng:

"When we lower you down later, you need to use some strength too. Be smart with your mind, hands, and feet."

"This is your only chance to escape from here."

"If you'd rather stay here, waiting for the people outside to come in and imprison you again, I can untie the rope right now."

Probably moved by these words, and also because Li Mengmeng herself had a strong desire to survive.

She nodded somewhat fearfully.

With Liu Qingxuan's support, she wobbled unsteadily to the balcony window.

Stepping onto a chair, Li Mengmeng swung both legs over the window one after another.

She sat on the windowsill, the edge digging painfully into her buttocks.

"You guys come help too."

Liu Qingxuan tightly gripped the section of rope closest to Li Mengmeng.

Little Sherlock Holmes and the young detective held sections of the cloth rope further back at separate intervals.

The final section was held by the detective in his fifties.

Although there was a fixed point in the living room, it required the combined effort of all four men to slowly lower Li Mengmeng down.

This was to prevent her from descending too quickly and falling to her death.

Li Mengmeng sat on the windowsill for a long time, not daring to go down.

Liu Qingxuan said, "If you don't go down now, even if I don't push you, that cosplay Sherlock Holmes will push you."

With a full-body shudder, Li Mengmeng lifted her buttocks off the windowsill.

Suddenly, her body lost its center of gravity.

Especially around her feet—it felt like weightlessness.

Unable to find any support to step on, this sensation was like a non-swimmer falling into water.

Both feet desperately tried to step upward, flailing upward, but could only feel a little resistance from the water.

And the current situation was even more despairing than falling into water.

At least with water, there's something there—but this... was air.

Fortunately, though, there were four big men holding the cloth rope around her waist, which made the feeling much better.

And so, the four people in Room 404 gritted their teeth and persevered, slowly lowering Li Mengmeng bit by bit.

Although her body bumped against the lower floors several times during the descent, suffering some impact injuries.

It was still better than losing her life.

Once Li Mengmeng reached the bottom, she quickly untied the cloth rope from her waist.

After untying it, she shouted up to the floor above, "Thank you! Thank you! I'm leaving first!"

Having obtained safety and freedom, Li Mengmeng alone ran toward the exit of Alice Apartment.

Seeing Li Mengmeng run off, apart from the young detective who felt some resentment, thinking this woman was really ungrateful.

The other three had no particular thoughts. They had promised to get her out anyway;her running off first didn't matter.

"Alright, next, it's your turn."

After Li Mengmeng, it was the young detective's turn. The young detective nodded and was about to pull the cloth rope up from below.

Little Sherlock Holmes grabbed his hand, frowning, "What are you doing?"

The young detective said, "Tie it around my waist! Then lower me down like Li Mengmeng."

Little Sherlock Holmes laughed in exasperation.

Liu Qingxuan beside him said speechlessly, "You, a grown man, still need that?"

"Besides, how much does she weigh? How much do you weigh? Are you two in the same weight class?"

Li Mengmeng weighed at most eighty or ninety pounds, while the young detective weighed at least 130.

Moreover, when lowering Li Mengmeng down, there were four people above.

This time, if they were to lower the young detective down, there would only be three people left above.

The young detective sighed deeply, "In society, everyone shouts about gender equality."

"But every time it comes to critical moments, I see there's still a difference between men and women."

With that.

The young detective closed his eyes and went for it.