Soon, another week had passed.
An apartment in the north of the city.
Unlike the previous peace, there were more than a dozen people gathering on the 15th floor of the apartment today, the young and the old. A group of them stood there in the aisle, whispering and discussing something.
They were all households living on the 15th floor, some of whom rented the houses there and others were owners.
"You've all found that the new tenant in Room 1507 is very abnormal, haven't you?" A woman in her early fifties expressed her ideas first, and then pointed to the closed door of Room 1507, her eyes full of doubts.
