"Help--life-"

Sarah wanted to scream, but the thick vapor had wrapped around her, making her breathless, like something was holding her throat tightly, and something gooey was gradually pouring into her mouth.

Her face was flushed, and the lake seemed to have an attraction that attracted her to pounce on it, and only by jumping into it could the suffocating water vapor dissipate from her body.

"No—"

Sarah was very conscious, and knew that if she continued to walk, she would be like those people who drowned in the lake.

But she couldn't help it.

"Zhen—"

Just as Sarah was about to step into the lake, she let out a gurgling cry from her throat.

"Buzz!" There was a dull sound, as if a basin of water was pouring down from the head.

"Sarah—"

A vague figure swayed in front of her, feeling that someone was holding her up, and constantly calling her name, very familiar and kind.

"Sarah—"

Sarah shook her head suddenly, and the buzzing sound in her ears suddenly seemed to be thrown away, and the sticky lake water seemed to evaporate from her body.

"Sarah—"

The voice exploded in her ears, it was Zhen Fan calling her name.

"Damn, I heard that!"

Sarah struggled to stand firm, but still held Zhen Fan with one hand, her body was already soaked, and her delicate curves were uneven.

"What just happened?"

Sarah's breath was settled, and she slowly walked to the side of the parked car with Zhen Fan.

"What do you see?"

Zhen Fan looked at Sarah, who was like a chicken in soup, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and under the illumination of the moonlight, he looked a little gloating.

"Yes, I saw it, unbelievable!" Sarah had palpitations, and then looked at Zhen Fan incredulously, "You already knew, didn't you?" What is this TMD? I was almost killed by her! ”

"Do you believe that people have souls after death?"

Zhen Fan's harmless smile made Sarah's teeth itch.

"Just the one I just saw?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"Well, I'...... It's ...... be believed for a while," Sarah held her hand, "Are you really a psychic?" ”

"Psychic? Well, you Americans may say that, but in China it is a different name - Taoist, I am a Taoist! ”

Zhen Fan said seriously, then opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot.

"If you want to get soaked and camp by the lake, I have no opinion!" As he spoke, his eyes looked up and down Sarah's already gone.

"Just going back?"

Sarah was a little unwilling.

"Of course, do you want to swim naked in the lake?"

Sarah got into the car stupidly, started the car, and with a foot on the accelerator, the car flew out. Along the way, Sarah didn't say anything more.

"Unwilling?"

Zhen Fan looked at this woman who was soaked but had a cold face and didn't speak.

Sarah gave him a cold look.

Zhen Fan smiled, not caring at all, as if he was talking to himself: "It would be nice if I could apply for a search warrant, I believe that the coffee shop owner's house will definitely have good things!" ”

"What?"

Sarah finally reacted.

"Do you want me to repeat that?"

"I hear you clearly!"

Sarah smiled suddenly, then accelerated suddenly, a very light smile appeared on her face, and it didn't take long for her to arrive at Zhen Fan's door.

"If you want to take a shower in my house, I'm fine, but I have to tell you that I don't have any clothes for women in my house, which means you have to ......"

"Don't even think about it!"

Sarah decisively declined the guy's invitation.

"What were you thinking?" Zhen Fan looked at this red-faced woman in surprise, angry like a rampaging Bugs Bunny.

"You're a nymphomaniac, don't you just want me to wear no clothes? And are you so shameless? God, God knows what the way you peeked at me just now! Sarah was really crazy.

Zhen Fan was stunned by her scolding.

"What I'm trying to say is that means you have to wear my clothes, and that's what I mean if I offend you, I'm willing to daoqian, I'm sorry, Sarah!"

Zhen Fan said it seriously.

"Poof!"

Sarah didn't hold back, and sprayed on the front windshield, spitting all over the place.

The light in the living room was on, and Zhen Fan was busy making milk tea. Sarah was wearing Zhen Fan's shirt and sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with two snow-white thighs under the shirt faintly hidden at the hem of the shirt.

"Zhen, how did you do that?"

Sarah was still struggling with what had just happened.

"It's actually very simple, but I said it, can you understand?" Zhen Fan was busy, and answered her without looking back, holding back her words.

"So...... You asked me to search his residence...... Is it because his wife's death has something to do with him? His wife died of cerebral hemorrhage and has nothing to do with him! ”

"What is the chance of a woman in her thirties dying from a cerebral hemorrhage?"

Zhen Fan asked rhetorically, then poured two cups of hot milk tea with an electric kettle, dragged them over with a plate, and placed a cup in front of Sarah.

"Not for good reason!"

There is some truth, as Sarah said, and the reason is not sufficient.

"That's why I asked you to search his residence, especially the woman's relics, maybe something new will be discovered."

"It's a bit difficult to apply for a search warrant with this alone!"

Sarah was a little annoyed, it was clear that there was something wrong with this, but there was no direct evidence, everything was based on speculation, which was very bad for applying for a search warrant.

"Don't think about it so much, drink a cup of hot milk tea, and then get a good night's sleep, there will be a way tomorrow!" Zhen Fan yawned, turned around and walked towards the room, "You know the guest room, it's just across from me, if you need anything......"

"Nothing is needed!"

Sarah watched Zhen Fan walk into the bedroom indignantly, couldn't help but snort angrily, took a few sips of milk tea, and her heart suddenly warmed.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that my clothes had been ironed neatly and hung on a chair in the living room, there was no one in the room, and the door of Zhen Fan's bedroom was open, and there was no one inside.

"Zhen—"

Sarah screamed a few times, but no one answered, and walked to the center of the living room, and looked towards the kitchen, and saw that only the table in the dining room had milk and bread and vegetable salad, and knives and forks!

Typical American ordinary breakfast.

Zhen Fan had already gone out, wearing sports shorts and a vest, running by the river.

Early in the morning, in Christine's villa.

"Doodoo Dot ......"

The busy sound coming from the phone made Okar go crazy, damn psychic, damn liar, 300,000 dollars is gone, you can't call the police yet, otherwise it will be a scandal.

"Forget it! Stop it! ”

Christine's eyes drooped low, she didn't have the heart to track down the question of whether this De Niro was a liar now, her mental state was very poor, her whole face was thin, and her eyes were completely devoid.

"I'm sorry!" Okar spread his hands, looking helpless, and Christine's state really worried him. The $300,000 is not that she can't afford to lose, the point is that it put pressure on Okar to overturn her previous belief in spiritism and the bombastic psychic.

"Wait for tomorrow, if there is no news tomorrow, call the police!"

"But...... It would have made the reporters ...... worried, "Okar's hesitation is justified."

"Call the police!"

Christine frowned, and then went upstairs without looking back, she changed into a set of sweatshirts and tank top shorts, which made her look a little more energetic.

"Do you want to go out today? Are you okay? Okar looked at her worriedly, she didn't dare to say more, because of the liar.

"It's okay, I'll just jog for a while and come back, it will make me feel better!" Christine persevered, and slowly ran out.

The air by the river was clear, and Christine took a deep breath, as if to shake off all fear and tiredness.

"Hi Christine!"

A greeting was heard from the other side, and Christine looked over and saw a face full of smiles.

"Hi, hello, Zhen!"

Christine made her face look a little smiling.

"Oh, Christine, your face isn't so good!" Zhen Fan stopped in front of her and didn't run over as usual.

Christine also stopped, and after listening to Zhen Fan's words, her face suddenly darkened.

"Let me see ......" Zhen Fan looked at her face with concern and nodded, "You have nightmares, and you still haven't stopped for many days!" ”

"Ahh......h How do you know? Oh, you must be a psychic! ”

"Poof!" Zhen Fan almost squirted out in one bite, does this still have to be psychic? Everyone knows that if you have two dark circles under your eyes and look sluggish, it is a nightmare of insomnia for many days. This girl is too simple!