Roy jerked to his feet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "What do you say?!" ”

Lily? Is Doris dead?

Roy asked eagerly, "When?" How to die! ”

"Seven or eight minutes ago. The house caught fire. The fire hasn't been completely extinguished yet, and the body hasn't been found, but it's certainly dead. Darren said to Roy. As for the fact that when they arrived and heard a woman screaming in the fire, there was no need to tell the young lady.

Roy fumbled with the bed behind him and sat down slowly.

"Miss?"

Her stunned and dazed look made Darren wonder if he had scared her.

Roy came back to his senses and calmly asked Darren, "Are you sure it's Lily?" Doris? ”

Darren tilted his head and looked over the fire. He made a special corner with a wall behind him, so that Roy would not be frightened by the fire. "Pretty much sure. Is this the Count of Lefebble for Lily? Doris bought private property, and only she and a maid live in it. The maid went out to buy wine and escaped, and now we have her under control. She said it had to be Doris. ”

"So...... What was the cause of the fire? ”

"It seems to be a short circuit in an electrical appliance." Darren said, "The firefighters are still fighting the fire, and I'll let you know when there's news?" ”

Roy nodded and hung up on his correspondence with Darren.

On the front foot, she told Darren to find Lily? Doris, Doris is dead on the hind foot?

If this is a coincidence, this is too much of a coincidence!

Roy rubbed his arm slowly.

Suddenly, she felt a little cold. Goosebumps are all over the smooth arms at the moment.

Who is it.

Who could have known she asked Darren to find Doris? Fifteen minutes at most elapsed between her and Darren's correspondence. How did they find Doris and get her to be burned in the fire?

Whoever is so well-informed, who reacts so quickly, and who has such a strong ability to act, will do what he says!

There was a knock on the door.

Roy was agitated and picked up the hairpin under the pillow.

This is not the hairpin that stabbed the Lefebble family. She sharpened another one, longer, harder, sharper.

The setting sun slowly sinks behind her, casting a brilliant orange-red glow through the window. The hairpin flashed with light, as if absorbing the light and heat of the whole room to a point, as bright as a drop of blood.

"Roy, it's time to eat, come down for dinner?" Uncle's voice rang out outside the door.

Roy's hand holding the hairpin relaxed slightly. She brushed her hair with her other hand and wiped her face: "Ah...... Well, I ...... I'll go down right away. ”

The uncle outside the door seemed to hesitate: "What's the matter?" ”

"It's nothing...... Roy's gaze swept to the fruit bowl on the table, "I ate some fruit, it's a little supportive." ”

Through the door, Roy seemed to feel his uncle's smile. Uncle pushed down the door and found that it was locked, and didn't force Roy to open it: "Then I'll go down first." You hurry up. When I cook fish today, it will be fishy when it is cold. ”

Roy said yes in a loud voice, and it was not until his uncle's footsteps were too far away to be heard that he softened like a deflated ball.

The hairpin was always firmly held in her hand.

Roy looked at the hairpin in his hand, resisted the urge to pin it to his head, and tucked it back under the pillow.

She picked a few large fruits from the bowl and threw them under the bed. Then she sat down at the dresser, hastily swept two brushes of powder to cover her frightened and confused expression, and then used some blush and lip gloss to make her look good, and then hurried downstairs.

"Oh down? Go and bring the fish. The grandmother gladly commanded the servant.

"This is a fish caught by your grandfather's friend. If you don't, we're not going to be blessed. Uncle said to Roy with a smile.

Roy smirked and sat down in his place.

The fish that had been hot on the stove was brought to the table, and the steaming heat blurred the warm smiling faces of the family.

Roy didn't want others to see what she was looking at, so he ate as much as he could. But her stomach seemed to be tied with a Chinese knot, and her grandmother soon noticed that something was wrong.

"The fish is a little hot."

Then my grandfather complained that my grandmother had done this. Grandmother snorted, "How can my Jiaojiao eat your leftovers." ”

Uncle laughed. The family is happy.

She should have had a good time.

Roy forced himself to eat in large gulps, warming his viscera that had been frozen to the point of convulsions.

After eating, Roy wanted to make an excuse to slip away, but now there is still a period of time before going to bed, and his grandparents are old, and they are tired from the day today, and they don't want to go out, so they pull Roy to chat. Roy chatted with the second elder for more than an hour before he had a chance to get out.

Night has fallen. The warm, refreshing wind blows on the body, and it is very comfortable. Before anyone else noticed, Roy walked out of the house, dodging the brightness of the headlights. Soft grass, deep into the gentle night. It wasn't until she turned to the back of the house, and although the house was nearby, there was only a vague shadow left, and Roy pulled up his sleeve and clicked on the communicator.

"What are you doing here?"

Roy was startled, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The uncle carried a retro kerosene lantern and walked towards her step by step.

He asked Roy, "Why are you staying here at night?" Can't sleep? ”

Roy nodded along with his words. "Come out and blow the wind."

"Although it is not cold at night, it is easy to blow people sick. Let's go back. Uncle walked to a distance of two or three meters from Roy and stood still. The light of the kerosene lamp smeared his face from the bottom up, casting shadows on his lips and eyelids on his own face, which looked a bit like a faint ink smudge, a little weird. "Kane and Jerry should go to sleep, too."

…… Roy didn't know if she was shrouded in the light, or if the light had shadowed her face.

Anyway, her expression now couldn't be better.

Uncle sighed. "Roy, what's wrong? You're weird at dinner. Now again...... Why don't you want to live with us all of a sudden? ”

"Uncle, you misunderstood me." Roy said half-heartedly.

But although it is half-hearted, there is still half a heart in the end.

Roy pursed his lips and thought about how to express his thoughts: "I just ...... It's a bit messy. Want to come out and blow the wind. ”

Uncle sighed again.

"Uncle won't stop you from helping your father. But how to say it...... You yourself come first. You still have us. ”

Roy looked directly into his uncle's face.

The round nose, a little freckles and the middle age of his middle age, he always feels a little weird, and there is no edge to the rigid feeling such as strong and tough. But it's soft and makes people feel warm for no reason.

And that sincerity seems to really come from the inside out, without a little impurity.

…… He is the only trusted relative of his mother.

And in that house, the mother's parents slept.

Can she trust them?

(To be continued.) )