In Fengli Village, many houses here have a history of hundreds of years.
?Because of its special geographical location and its proximity to the seawall, it was a resort resort for many wealthy businessmen before liberation.
Therefore, the buildings here are all Western-style.
No. 47, the location of this small building is a bit remote compared to other buildings.
This is also one of the reasons why I immediately agreed to live here when Lao Huang brought me here for the first time.
No one bothers you. There are no houses for hundreds of meters in Fangyuan, and you don¡¯t need to pass through other buildings to enter and exit the village. It can be said to be a very private place.
The taxi stopped in the yard. Although the driver complained all the way, the service was good. He took off the luggage and said that the suitcase was very heavy. Do you need to bring the luggage into the house for me?
The suitcase is quite heavy, and it contains all the belongings I plan to travel around.
But of course I don't agree, it's always not safe for a strange uncle to go in such a remote place.
The driver brother has good driving skills. He went out backwards, got on the main road, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
I was not in a hurry to go in. The whole building was surrounded by tall palm trees, which blocked most of the sunlight.
Suddenly, I felt that this building was a bit like a foreign supernatural movie I had seen, in which a difficult ghost lived.
Thinking about it this way, I instantly felt terrified and panicked, and got goosebumps all over my body.
I looked through the video sent by the mysterious person again, and looked for many angles in the yard, but I couldn't get that effect.
The video is not a straight-on angle, but it seems to be shot from above.
I turned around again and found that the only place where I could take pictures was on the branch of that pine tree.
However, that night, although I was flustered, I clearly remembered that when I was moving Chen Yang's body to the car, that unlucky owl was sitting on that branch and screaming.
It made me so angry that I wanted to take it down and bake it in the oven as a roast chicken.
At this time, I walked around the pine tree a few times, and felt that it was possible for the branch to support an owl, but it was much more difficult to support a person.
I thought about drones, but quickly rejected them.
When the drone is in the pine tree, it will naturally make a sound. Even if I panicked at the time, it is impossible not to hear the sound of the drone.
Besides, the drone would make a buzzing sound, and the owl couldn't stand there calmly and look at me.
The more I think about it, the more creepy I get. That is to say, when I was alone at home, there was a pair of eyes secretly watching everything in the house, but I didn't know it?
When I took out the door key, I really didn't have the courage to open the door.
I had no choice but to sit on the swing in the yard and make a phone call to Tang Meimei.
After Tang Meimei received my call, she was quite surprised.
"Woman, shouldn't you be on the plane to the United States at this time?"
"It stands to reason yes, but I really don't want to leave you, so I plan not to go."
"You crazy woman, don't think that I will be moved, just tell me, what trouble is there?"
"Well, I don't know where I got my keys. You help me drive the car here, and take the spare key with you."
Tang Meimei complained: "Sister, I'm at work, don't I wait to be scolded by Lao Huang?"
"Just tell Lao Huang that I have compiled the outline of the new book, and you come and discuss with me the writing direction of the new book."
"Hey, you are my ancestor, even if you are scolded, I have to listen to you. Just wait, I will appear in front of you in an hour."
"An hour? You let me blow the cold wind outside all the time."
"Sister, you can't even order a takeaway from there, and I can't buy a la carte, otherwise what shall we have for dinner?"
Tang Meimei's work ability is good, but her boss, Lao Huang, is indeed a tricky middle-aged perverted uncle.
Tang Meimei, like me, majored in chemical engineering, but such an unpopular major is really difficult to find a job.
It has been several months since I graduated and I haven't found a job. Seeing her sad face, I introduced her to Lao Huang because she loves literature and has a certain level of writing skills.
At that time, I had more or less friendship with Lao Huang because of writing novels.
Lao Huang is a shrewd editor-in-chief. The condition he agreed to accept Tang Meimei was that he asked me to publish the next two novels in his publishing house.
This condition is not difficult for me.
In high school, I wrote two youth-themed novels, but I never found Bole, so I gave it to Lao Huang.
However, these two novels were not published in the end because Lao Huang disliked that the writing was immature and had no commercial value.
Fortunately, Tang Meimei has a strong reputation and is an editor, so she has always gained a foothold with Lao Huang.
According to Tang Meimei's words: "You don't know, nine out of ten editors in our agency were scolded and ran away by Lao Huang. Only me, because I have a thick skin and have been scolded, so I stayed."
In fact, there is another reason, because the old Huang's surname is Huang, he didn't embarrass his family, Huang Shiren, and his salary was so stingy, and only Tang Meimei could work for this meager salary.
After hanging up the phone, my thoughts involuntarily returned to the video sent by the mysterious person.
If that video cannot be shot from a pine tree, then there is only one possibility.
I looked up at the window of the bedroom on the second floor. I remember that night, because the owl kept making noise, I closed the window tightly, and the hateful bird was still flying towards the windowpane.
But at this time, the opposite window sash on the second floor was open, and the window sash was still hooked with the iron hook that fixed the window sash.
This discovery made me break out in a cold sweat again.
In other words, that night, when Chen Yang and I were fighting in the living room on the first floor, that mysterious person was most likely somewhere on the second floor, watching me smash Chen Yang with a vase until his head was bleeding. , and then put him in a sleeping bag and drag him out.
Therefore, everything that happened that night was in his sight.
Who is this guy? How did he get into the room? This building has three windows on the first floor, but because it is an old building, the windows are extremely small, and they are usually fixed from the inside.
Due to the remoteness of the terrain, for the sake of safety, the windows on the first floor are equipped with extremely strong stainless steel window frames.
If you don't enter the building through the gate.
So where did that person get in? It's still the same pine tree, the branches of the pine tree are next to the windows on the second floor, and a person who is good at climbing can enter from there.
But I am an extremely insecure person. Every time I go out, I have to check the doors and windows of my house, sometimes even two or three times.
The windows on the second floor are fixed from the inside, making it difficult to get in from the outside. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com