Simulated Crime, This Criminal Doesn't Seem to Be Acting-Chapter 35

Ye Sangsang heard footsteps approaching. She continued to retreat, her slender body taut, her face revealing fear and a bewilderment.

She stared at the void before her, fragile as if she might shatter at any moment.

【Wow, whether it's Sister Sang's original appearance or Wen Yanxin's appearance, I'm totally smitten.】

【She's so frail and delicate, like a porcelain vase that would break if touched lightly, wuuuuh.】

I'm such a sinner. I'm projecting myself as the criminal, and I actually understand why they would harass, deceive, and bully her! Why do I think this way? I'm such a sinner, aaaaaah!

【Guys, that tension, that excitement, that stunning vulnerability, all we need now is a teardrop from the beauty!】

The live stream audience watched this scene unfold, howling in admiration while feeling guilty for their thoughts, yet unable to tear their eyes away.

Ye Sangsang had nowhere left to retreat. She groped to brace herself against the desk in her bedroom, using it to stand up. Her hands frantically searched behind her as her body continued to retreat.

The figure before her seemed to savor the moment, enjoying the sight of the fragile dodder struggling to face potential harm.

She kept retreating.

As the aggressor, the man kept advancing.

Her pale, slender, slightly pink fingers slid across the desk in a hurried attempt to grasp something.

The man's lips curled in a sinister smile, closing in further.

Finally, her fingers touched a familiar object.

The next second, the thick book, as hefty as a brick, was lifted by her delicate, pink hand. Without hesitation, she brought it down hard on his head.

“Ahhhh!”

A piercing scream echoed.

The figure before her, who moments ago stood tall, was now contorted in pain, collapsing halfway to his knees, wailing in agony.

Ye Sangsang frowned, instinctively searching for a better angle to strike again. Since she couldn’t see, her previous hit had been slightly off-target, and she felt the man hadn't taken a critical blow.

The man tried to grab Ye Sangsang's foot, intending to pull her down.

But what awaited him was Ye Sangsang leaning down, hitting him wildly.

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

Each hit was accompanied by another scream.

【Sorry, sorry, sorry! I said three times, Sister Sang, I was too impulsive!】

【I was wrong, hahaahahah, I should never have harbored any improper thoughts towards Sister Sang!】

【Hahaahahaha, it must hurt so much.】

I was wondering how Sister Sang had such strong strength. Until I noticed her stamina was at 10 now. She must have used all the stamina points she gained from the last dungeon on this.

The live stream paused for three seconds after Ye Sangsang's counterattack. Then, the screen flooded with apologies and laughing emojis.

On the ground, the man was now completely sprawled out, while Ye Sangsang stood blankly, holding the book, which dripped with blood.

One drop.

Two drops.

Three drops.

The sound was barely audible.

She had indeed hit slightly off-target; her blow landed on his ear and part of his face, the thick book smashing from his cheek to his nose.

In that instant, his nose gushed with blood, quickly staining the book.

The man, dazed and in pain, attempted to reach for her again, only to be hit once more.

Ye Sangsang couldn’t see, so she continued to grope her way forward, one hand brushing the desk, the other wielding the book.

Her fingers, stained with blood, traced the desktop.

Behind her, the man managed to turn his head to look at her before finally succumbing to the severe dizziness, losing consciousness.

Ye Sangsang heard the sound of his collapse and hesitated for a moment before kneeling down herself, dropping the book to the ground.

After a while, she came back to herself and realized she should call the police.

She fumbled for her phone, intending to make the call, only to discover that the room was equipped with a signal blocker. Searching for it would be futile, and she lacked the energy to try anyway.

She placed the phone down again, using the wall to steady herself as she stood up, unsteadily making her way towards the door.

She took the opportunity to close the door behind her, reasoning that if the man woke up, the sound of him opening the door would alert her.

She needed to leave, to find someone to help her call the police.

【Speaking of which, Sister Sang's mode switched a bit too quickly!】

This blind copy, has she really managed to complete it?

【Hey, don’t jinx it! Just by saying that, I feel like this isn’t over!】

The live stream watched as Ye Sangsang blindly made her way out, occasionally nearly going the wrong way and touching objects in the room to orient herself.

It took her a full three minutes to reach the entrance.

The central air conditioning was set low, and when her hand touched the door lock, she shivered from the coldness of it.

Just as she was about to open the door, the doorbell rang.

Ye Sangsang took a step back.

【Here we go again, can’t they just play by the rules?】

【Is Wen Yanxin just drawing in every freak around?】

【Not necessarily! Maybe it’s just a normal person.】

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The live stream chat buzzed with speculation.

Ye Sangsang ran her fingers over the door lock for a moment before sliding it open to activate the intercom.

"Who is it?" she asked.

A voice came from the screen: "It's the property manager. Do you have a moment? Considering your special circumstances, I thought I'd come in and inform you about the current situation in the community."

"What situation? You can tell me outside." Ye Sangsang refused.

The voice outside paused. "It's mainly to prevent any potential murderers from breaking in and putting your safety at risk. If you open the door, I can confirm your safety."

"Alright," Ye Sangsang thought for a moment before agreeing. She had something to say as well, so she reached out and unlocked the door.

Taking a step back, she said, "Come in, it’s too hot outside."

"Indeed… it’s quite hot," the male voice responded before stepping inside.

Ye Sangsang wondered to herself if he was always this disrespectful.

As she moved to close the door, the sound of footsteps stopped inside. "You’re not in a good situation, go ahead and sit down. I’ll close the door," the voice said.

Ye Sangsang hesitated before nodding, "Alright."

She picked up the blind cane by the side and made her way towards the sofa.

Behind her, the voice added, "Sorry, I need to change into your house slippers."

Ye Sangsang hummed in response, nodding as she walked forward with unsteady steps.

She hadn’t worn shoes, having forgotten earlier. So now, she was barefoot as she made her way towards the sofa.

She didn’t consider putting on shoes, suddenly finding them slightly inconvenient. Going barefoot felt more natural, allowing her to closely connect with the floor and better judge her distance.

The wooden floor stripes also helped her confirm the direction she was walking.

This was a realization that she found beneficial.

The blind cane tapped the floor rhythmically, twice to the left, then twice to the right, ensuring there were no obstacles ahead.

She calmly sat down on the sofa, feeling around for a cup until someone handed it to her. She took a sip.

"Thank you," she said to the property manager.

Calming herself down, she looked towards the property manager and said, "I have something to say."

"I have something to say," the property manager spoke at the same time.

Ye Sangsang could only say, "You go ahead first." As she said this, she offered a reassuring smile.

【Well, Sister Sang, you’re being too optimistic too soon.】

【This is getting messy. The room now has three people, two men and one woman. What do they want?】

【These guys aren’t friendly!】

The live stream chat was in chaos, with wave after wave of trouble coming in.

Isn’t this place supposed to be secure?

The property manager extended his hand, waving it in front of Ye Sangsang.

Ye Sangsang slightly turned her head.

The property manager abruptly stopped his breathing, feeling guilty, afraid of being discovered.

Ye Sangsang looked towards the direction of the property manager. "Didn’t you have something to say? Perhaps I should start?"

"I’ll start, then. You know, considering your special circumstances and the absence of your nanny, the property management is worried about your safety. They’ve arranged for me to stay here for a while, to make it easier to protect you from any unscrupulous individuals."

The property manager's words were polite, filled with concern and a subtle sympathy.

However, in the live stream, everyone could see that he was staring fixedly at Ye Sangsang, his gaze extremely aggressive, his face revealing a wicked smile.

【I thought he was just a petty thief, but now it seems something’s off.】

【Hard to imagine, how will Sister Sang manage to turn this around? There’s still a signal blocker in the room.】

【Two men and one woman in the house, what do they want? Bullying a blind woman—what kind of heroes are they?】

The live stream chat was on the verge of a meltdown. This situation was proving to be more dangerous than they had imagined.

Blind, and outnumbered.

Ye Sangsang remained oblivious, her face showing hesitation and confusion as she replied to the other person, "Isn't that a bit much? As long as I don't open the door, the intruder can't easily get into the house. It's not necessary for someone to stay with me."

Her face showed worry, along with a fear of men.

At that moment, footsteps sounded near Ye Sangsang, and she reacted quickly, asking sharply, "Who's there?"

In the room, two men and a woman exchanged glances. The man sitting with Ye Sangsang frowned and looked toward the person who made the noise, signaling the woman to speak up.

The woman rolled her eyes and spoke, "I came with the property manager. I forgot to introduce myself earlier. I'm also part of the property staff. There's been an emergency in the neighborhood, so we thought it would be dangerous for anyone to go out alone. That's why we paired up."

Her tone was as gentle as she could make it, but there was still irritation and stiffness in her voice.

Ye Sangsang's brows relaxed upon hearing her words. "Oh, there's a woman! I thought it was just Brother Wang from the property."

"Yes, yes. We won't stay long. The police should catch the escaped murderer soon. We'll leave as soon as we get word in the group chat," the property manager chimed in.

Ye Sangsang, seemingly forgetting about the person lying in the room, stood up and said, "Let me get you some fruit. You can hang out in the living room while you wait."

She stood up, using a guiding cane to navigate toward the fridge, estimating the direction as she went.

【Oh, my dear Sister Sang.】

【Has Sister Sang noticed anything strange? It feels off.】

【So rude. They just waltz in and start rummaging through food and expensive items. It’s clear their goal is to take valuables. Property management really maintains their bandit nature as usual.】

The viewership for this scenario skyrocketed, as many curious netizens wondered how this would unfold. How would a blind person survive this ordeal?

The comments poured in, especially since the intruders were incredibly impolite, taking advantage of Ye Sangsang's blindness to ransack the place.

Ye Sangsang took some time to reach the large fridge, opened it, and felt around for a while, eventually pulling out grapes, apples, and pears.

She slowly made her way to the kitchen, found the fruit basket, and placed the items inside, carefully washing them.

Behind her, a man and a woman watched with mockery.

The man, gazing at her slender back, felt a cruel impulse and threw a glance at the woman, signaling a “watch this” expression. He walked to the dining table, picked up a feather decoration, and approached Ye Sangsang.

He reached out and lightly brushed the white feather across her earlobe.

Ye Sangsang immediately stopped what she was doing, as if sensing something.

The man stepped back two paces, observing her reaction.

Ye Sangsang looked puzzled but continued washing the fruit, moving slowly due to her blindness.

The man used the feather to gently touch her earlobe again.

Ye Sangsang raised her hand to touch her ear.

The man glanced at the woman leaning against the island counter, raised an eyebrow, and once more brushed the feather against her earlobe.

"Who’s there?" Ye Sangsang exclaimed aloud.

The property manager, sitting on the sofa, asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The woman, munching on pine nuts she had found, watched from a distance, "Do you need help?"

Ye Sangsang frowned and exhaled, "It's nothing. Maybe I imagined it."

The property manager shot a glare at the man who had been teasing her.

The man raised his hands in a shrug.

By now, Ye Sangsang had finished washing the fruit and began slowly making her way toward the sofa and coffee table.

The property manager stepped forward, intercepted her, and his fingers grazed Ye Sangsang's hand.

Ye Sangsang flinched, instinctively pulling back her hand, causing the fruit tray to fall to the floor with a dull thud.

"I'm sorry!" the property manager quickly apologized.

Ye Sangsang heard the rustle of clothing, suggesting he had crouched down to pick up the scattered items.

She held the tray, standing still for a couple of seconds before crouching down herself to help, saying, "It's my fault. I overreacted."

Soon, the fruit tray was refilled, and the property manager took it from her, "Let me wash this. You should rest. I'm sorry for stepping in and handling things in your home when you can't see."

"Thank you," said Ye Sangsang with a faint smile.

Footsteps sounded, then faded into the distance as she calmly sat back down.

She sat on the sofa, like a quiet porcelain doll.

The house had a closed Chinese kitchen but an open Western kitchen connected to the living room. There was a high-quality granite island counter, about three meters away from the sofa.

The room was silent. Ye Sangsang picked up her phone, pretending to fumble with it awkwardly.

At the island counter in the western kitchen, the two men and woman whispered softly to each other.

【The fox is about to show its tail. This scenario is so thrilling I want to experience it immediately. I'm picking this as my first scenario in the open beta.】

【Seriously, this is too exciting. There's even a creep lying around in the house!】

【I think Sister Sang definitely noticed something, hehe.】

【From earlier, Sister Sang didn't mention calling the police, so she must have figured it out.】

The live stream chat was buzzing, with some viewers eagerly anticipating the drama, while others felt the adrenaline rush, proclaiming they would dive into this scenario the moment it went live.

As the audience discussed, the three at the island counter continued their conversation.

To prevent Ye Sangsang from hearing them, the property manager turned on the faucet, using the sound of rushing water to cover their voices.

"Brother Wang, you're overthinking it. She’s just a blind woman. What’s there to be afraid of?" Chen Jing scorned, finding his caution unnecessary.

They hadn't randomly targeted this house; they'd been eyeing the blind woman, Wen Yanxin, for some time.

When they learned she had fired her nanny, they knew the opportunity had presented itself.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

Zhao Changde next to Chen Jing agreed, "Exactly. Just go straight for the valuables. There’s bound to be plenty. No one will come to check up on her stuff. By the time her parents notice anything amiss, all traces will be gone."

"Chen Jing, Zhao Changde, keep it down. I’ve heard that blind people have sharper hearing than normal people. Be careful she hears you," Brother Wang warned, glancing over at Ye Sangsang, who appeared to be messing with her phone, his gaze deep.

Chen Jing studied Brother Wang, then leaned closer to eye Ye Sangsang’s good-looking face, "You're not actually attracted to her and thinking of doing something, are you? Let me tell you, Brother Wang, don't go poking around for trouble."

Zhao Changde nodded, eyeing Brother Wang suspiciously.

Brother Wang glared at the two, "With money, I can get any woman I want. Why would I risk something that could land us in prison?"

"That's for the best. Let's get moving. I've surveyed the location of the master bedroom. The safe should be in there," Chen Jing declared directly.

Zhao Changde continued, "I'll go with her. This house has great soundproofing. Once we close the master bedroom door, we can quietly pry open the safe. Brother Wang, you handle things out here, just in case anything unexpected happens."

Brother Wang nodded, emphasizing the need for silence.

He turned off the faucet and carried the fruit basket, which had been under running water for more than a minute, toward the living room.

Ye Sangsang heard the movement and put down her phone.

"Please, have the lady join us," Ye Sangsang said with a smile.

Zhao Changde nodded, scanning the area, signaling the woman to respond.

The woman smiled brightly, "No thanks. The view here is nice. I think I'll check out the balcony scenery."

"Okay," Ye Sangsang replied.

She used voice control to turn on the TV, which began playing the news.

Since it was a local channel, the news was about the escaped murderer, though details like the location weren't mentioned. It seemed the alert was only shared in the owners' group chat.

Perhaps the news aimed to avoid panic or alert the criminal that police had narrowed in on his location.

At that moment, Ye Sangsang looked at Brother Wang, "Do the police have an estimate on when they’ll catch him? Like, a specific time?"

Brother Wang thought for a moment, "Maybe three or four hours. The community is quite large, so the police need time to search."

Ye Sangsang nodded, watching as she sat on the sofa.

Just then, a loud "thud" came from the direction of the master bedroom.

The sound clearly reached both of them, and the atmosphere in the living room froze.