86_86109Nathan drove about three kilometers on the road that took him through the flat, dreary countryside. In the distance, at the edge of the fields sat small two-story houses, the brown earth was bare and barren, and the distant houses were not peasant houses, but they stood side by side in a gloomy silence that occasionally could only be pierced by the sound of cars whizzing by the intercity highway. No cows mooing, no neighing horses - no livestock, no farming implements. Outside the small house are half a dozen rusty and rotten abandoned cars. Perhaps the inhabitants of the house hated their own kind, and to them it felt more crowded than the city. The desolate wilderness became a moat around their bare "castles" to separate from each other.

Before he knew it, Nathan had driven into a high-end residential area in the suburbs, where the road was gradually rising and slowly extending to the right, and the houses on both sides of the road were hidden behind walls and trees.

At this moment, the roar of propellers can be heard in the distant air, and Nathan vigilantly increases his speed in an attempt to get away from a potential threat.

He drove up a straight road and began to slow down, and stopped in front of a sturdy wooden door, from which he could see the roof of gray stone slabs, this is a large mansion, with a single courtyard, and a brass row hanging on the doorpost, on which is the words "Sweetman Mansion", spending a lot of money to buy a high-end hideout, and then announcing this sign to the world, lest others not know that he is hiding here, it is really unreasonable.

Nathan got out of his motorcycle, climbed into the hood of a car parked on the side of the road, and looked inside the gate, where the house was surrounded by half an acre of land surrounded by stone waves on the walls, but it cost a lot of money to polish and polish it. The road is quite secluded, and intruders don't have to struggle to find cover, and the next time they get home to climb over the wall, it will only take a blink of an eye. When you're ready to escape from others, try to hide in the dense trees and bushes on one side of the house as much as possible.

He continued to start the motorcycle, which was parked under a large dense tree. Standing behind a row of carefully manicured hedges in front of you, you can scan the villa from the mini binoculars you carry with you, it occupies a large area, but away from the main road, shrouded in dense woods on one side, and judging by the mottled paint on the walls and the Victorian architectural style, it should be more than a century old, and there is a garage large enough to park five cars, maybe a horse-drawn carriage house in the past, and this garage is one with the main building of the villa, but slightly lower in height.

A car gradually drove into the side of the road, and in order not to be noticed, Nathan rushed through the hedge closest to the garage, lowered himself, and watched through the gap between the hedges. Moments later, the middle door was moved up and a black Mercedes sedan drove into the garage. A man and a woman stepped out of the car, judging from the man's white hair and the wrinkles on his face, he was a lot older than the woman, and it seemed that he could be the latter's father, he opened the side door of the garage to the villa, and walked into the villa with the woman. At the same time, the garage shutter was slowly falling automatically, and Nathan saw the moment, almost as soon as the garage door was about to close, and rolled sideways from below, all the way to the underside of the headlights. The hot front bumper of the car, scorched by the scorching sun, hit his skin and made him snort.

Nathan stood up and found that the side door was not closed, he moved to the wall next to the door, listening to the movement inside, until he made sure that both of them were away from the garage, and looked through the crack in the door, only to see a long corridor appear in front of him, and the end of the corridor led to a large hall, which should be the main living room of the villa, with a turn in the middle of the corridor that led to the stairs upstairs.

Nathan moved forward to the corner staircase, continuing to observe the movement in front of him.

"Syndra, you lovely, put on the clothes I bought you last time, and come to see me when I'm ready." The man's voice was commanding, undeniable, and full of contempt.

"Okay, Sweetman." The woman replied in a low voice.

"What's the situation? The love of a rich man? Women? Nathan was thinking in his heart, but he noticed that the sound of his high heels hitting the wooden floor was getting closer and closer, and he was walking towards his own direction, and now his main task was to avoid a possible air pursuit, and to sneak in here to avoid the limelight, preferably as undetectable as air, and not wanting to interfere in the life of the owner of this villa, because there was no need for that, and more was better than less.

He observed the staircase, it was actually a wooden structure, it was obviously too late to run to the garage, and he would definitely be bumped into by her, and rushed upstairs like this, his footsteps must have attracted her attention, he was in a hurry, took off his two casual leather shoes, dragged them in his hands, * feet, quietly fled upstairs, and in front of him was a long corridor, connecting the three rooms, the doors of two rooms were open, and he passed in front of each room in turn, a study, One appeared to be a women's dressing room, and the door was locked, and the doorknob could not be turned.

Nathan hid behind the door of the study, the woman's footsteps had already crossed the first staircase towards her dressing room, followed by a venting slam on the door, highlighting the woman's reluctance and a hint of anger.

Three minutes later, there was another sound of the door opening, followed by the sound of her going downstairs, until her footsteps had drifted away in the empty villa, Nathan breathed a sigh of relief, he remembered that there was a small door at the top of the staircase, he didn't know where it led, and with curiosity, he tiptoed down the stairs, gently opened the small door, and found a sloping staircase that led directly to the basement below. There is also a faint light below, and it seems to have a window, which is really a good place to hide and get out of the window.

Nathan was about to enter the basement and closed the door when the man's rough voice came again: "What guy doesn't have long eyes and actually parked a broken car under the tree in my courtyard, it's really a bad sight, no, I have to go up and deal with it, Sindra, help me open a bottle of cold champagne and wait for me to come back." ”

Nathan was upset, he didn't want to cause trouble, but it seemed that he had to do something stupid to prevent that guy from doing stupid things, and let's see what he wanted to do first