"Mr. Qin."
Zhao Pu was at the door.
He held a notebook in his hand. "I've compiled a list of all the residents in our Building 1."
"Let's go upstairs to talk," Qin Ziwen said, leading him up.
Apartment 602 now served as their regular meeting place. His own apartment held too many secrets to let others inside.
"There aren't many people with symptoms in our building. I've checked everyone. Only two households are showing signs of a cough: 202 and 901."
If Qin Ziwen remembered correctly, 202 was Granny Li's apartment.
He wasn't familiar with the resident of 901, having only met him once when dealing with the incident in 801. He seemed to be a tall, heavyset man.
Zhao Pu said, "Not many people are showing symptoms yet, so I haven't had them quarantine together. The man in 901 is a bit hot-tempered. His wife is the one who's infected, but I have a feeling he might be showing some signs as well..."
