Visiting Huaqiao Village 011

  "Hard life, finish eating and come with me to do a special report." Last night's insomnia made it hard for her eyes to open, but Luo Ya had regained her usual energetic self, busily preparing breakfast at the same speed as she worked. Fu Yao was helping out beside her.

  Lao Ya usually cooks delicious food, but today it doesn't have much flavor, it's almost like chewing wax in the mouth.

  "What's wrong with you, poor thing?"

  "Just didn't sleep well, that's all." Last night I might have caught a chill, my whole body feels weak and my head is particularly heavy, I couldn't help but frown. Fu Yao looked at me with an odd gaze, but he still maintained his usual demeanor, if there was something on his mind, he wouldn't say it unless absolutely necessary.

  After breakfast, I and Fu Yao followed Luo Ya to the newspaper office. Recently, a mysterious murder case occurred in the Medical University, the editor-in-chief asked Luo Ya to conduct an investigation and make a detailed report on the entire page.

  "Your chief editor still attaches great importance to this report, and even arranged for a cameraman." The cameraman was a man in his thirties with a slightly bald head, carrying an old-fashioned camera that didn't seem to be used often.

  As I mentioned, the man smiled at us with a silly expression, feeling like a very honest man.

  "This is Master Wang, our newspaper's only photographer, mainly responsible for bigger cases. The video can capture the most exciting photos and also be put on the newspaper's website." Luoya, with a leader-like demeanor, pointed to a tall and thin young man wearing a plaid shirt with sunken cheeks, saying "This is driver Xiao Zhao, usually he drives when we go out for interviews."

  I don't know why, but I paid special attention to this little Zhao, always feeling that there was something uncomfortable in his sincere-looking smile.

  I slept very poorly last night, originally wanting to take a short rest on the small golden cup, but was attracted by a small piece of information next to my seat. This is a brief document from the police station, which doesn't say much, but...

  "There were four in total, two of which you should have been present at." Luo Ya said, turning her head from her seat.

  I recalled for a moment and said, "One was in the small square outside the girls' dormitory building, and the other was in room 102." Both incidents were bloody and messy, and when I think back, all I can remember is the red blood and the stench of rot.

  "In fact, this is already the last two cases so far in this event." Luoya's tone was somewhat heavy. After all, I was also one of them in this case, and that dangerous copper mirror was by my side. Moreover, good mother-in-law had clearly said before her death that I was guilty. Who knows if this deadly curse-like thing will happen to me.

  According to the report, all four students in room 102 have died, and another three male students also lost their lives.

  After driving for about 20 minutes, we arrived at a high-end villa area in Xintai City, Overseas Chinese Village.

  The security guard checked the documents, made a visitor registration, and let me pass with a snobbish hum. Although this is the rule, my naive heart tells me that I was despised.

  The greening outside the Overseas Chinese Village is already very good, but once inside, the layout and greening, fake mountains and water, all have a sense of Jiangnan garden. The luxurious villas are scattered and have their own unique style.

  Most of the villas were decorated in their own elegant and atmospheric style, but roughly at the northwest corner of Huayi Village, I turned my head and saw a Gothic-style villa, which was slightly out of place with the overall layout. Moreover, that corner always made me feel a little dark and eerie. At a glance, it was submerged by other villas, so I didn't think about it anymore.

  After driving for nearly 15 minutes, it stopped in front of a pale blue villa. This community is really big.

  An old man who looked like a butler was already waiting for us at the door, with a boy about my age standing beside him, wearing a small suit and also standing respectfully.

  "Miss Lao, please come in." The butler was very polite and well-mannered, while the young man behind him remained silent.

  We arrived at the living room, and the butler asked us to sit down. A woman who looked like a nanny served us red tea.

  "The master and mistress are living abroad and have instructed me to answer your questions later." The old butler replied calmly and professionally.

  My heart skipped a beat, my son died so miserably for no reason, and his parents didn't even return to the country. If it were my parents, I reckon they would have taken a rocket back, after all, we still have some confidence in that. The kids of rich families don't necessarily live better than us, huh...

  According to the information, the current visit is Li Zhe's home, which was one of the three men and three women on Super Moon Day, and his rooftop is also the scene of the blood case.

  About an hour later, we left in disappointment. The old butler didn't provide any constructive information, only a more detailed explanation of the relationship between the young master and the other five people. The rooftop had some bloodstains, probably swept every day, and nothing else could be seen.

  Lao Ya's eyebrows were all scrunched up, and she symbolically let Master Wang pat her on the back.

  Can you see that Gothic building in the northwest direction of the rooftop? I walked over there and looked around, but didn't see anything.

  Before leaving, Fu Yao said something in Lao Ya's ear, and both of their faces didn't look too good.

  "Next we'll go to Liang Xiaoyu's home." Luoya made the decision.

  In the rearview mirror, Driver Zhao's mouth was smiling with an eerie arc, looking at someone. But it was just a flash, maybe his facial muscles twitched.

  What makes me wonder is that when I drove out of Huajia Village, I couldn't see the shadow of the Gothic villa either. Was it also an illusion from the beginning? Maybe I really didn't sleep well last night and my condition was too bad today.

  "Hard life, go home. Let Fu Yao send you off." Lu Ya noticed my discomfort.

  Back home, Fu Yao turned around to look for Lao Ya, really having a guardian's feeling.

  There's still one more thing I'm concerned about, and I must go take a look.

  I knocked on the door of 701 and it was opened by a woman in her early thirties who looked at me warily.

  "Excuse me, is Qiu Yizhao in?" Through a small gap, there lived an ordinary family with children in room 701.

  The woman shook her head and said, "No."

  "Excuse me, sorry to disturb you." But is it true or false, who is he after all?

  "Laborious heron." Zhou Meng came out from behind the corner of the stairs, holding a brush pen.

  "Zhou Meng?" The successor of the Dream-Interpreting Family is really quite formidable.

  "I've been waiting for a whole day, and you're finally alone." Zhou Meng stepped closer, saying: "Hand over the copper mirror, or else you'll really die."

  I sighed inwardly and said, "It's too late now."

  Zhou Meng put away the brush and said confidently: "Don't worry, once I get rid of the scourge, everything will be fine."

  She suddenly changed her tone, muttered a spell, and two white shadows floated out on the wall, surrounding me. Everything went black before my eyes, and I lost consciousness.