Because there was light on the street, it was still possible to see the surrounding environment through the haze, and after an indeterminate wait, no sounds were heard.
Just as Zheng Bo thought that maybe only the living room light was broken, there was a click, a strange noise coming from the direction of the bedroom door.
He immediately widened his eyes, adjusted his gaze to look through the gap in the blanket, and peered carefully.
In the dimness, he saw the door handle of the bedroom being pressed down by some force, but because he had already locked the bedroom door with a key, the door handle was pushed down without the bedroom door opening.
There were two more clicks, and then the door handle made no more noise.
However, as the bedroom doorknob was pressed down to no avail, a scraping noise suddenly came from the direction of the kitchen.
Someone was inside the kitchen, pushing the sliding door.
