The maid downstairs heard Nan Junze's sharp command, and ran in a panic to find the key.

Song Qingyun was also shocked, walked out of the room, and looked up downstairs: "Junze, what's wrong?" ”

Nan Junze did not reply to Song Qingyun, but shouted: "Is the key here?" What about people! Hurry up! ”

The servant hurriedly delivered the key, and when Nan Junze opened the door, Han Xu sat on the ground trembling, his big watery eyes were wide open, and he looked at the big bed in horror.

Following Han Xu's gaze, Nan Junze was also frightened.

In the middle of the big bed covered with white sheets, there was a bloody mess, viscous blood stained most of the bed, pillows, bed screens, bedside tables, and even the lace and carpet of the bedspread underneath, there were all bright red blood stains here and there, just like the bloody and terrifying pictures in thriller movies.

Nan Junze is a man after all, and he has always been calm and has not changed much in mood, but at this moment he looks like he is nothing, and hurriedly picked up Han Xu, who had lost his soul on the ground, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Han Xu's frozen eyes moved, and when he saw that it was Nan Junze, he hugged his neck and cried: "Blood!" Disembowelment! Rotten meat like mud! ”

The delicate voice was short of breath because of trembling, the sound of teeth banging up and down was clearly audible, and the frightened eyes trembled with crystal tears, and at first glance I was so frightened that I lost my soul!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay." Nan Junze hugged her tightly, whispered in her ear warmly and comforted, turned his head to the door and shouted, "Someone!" Move this bed out of me! ”

After saying that, Nan Junze immediately picked up Han Xu and walked out of the room, thinking about taking her out of here so that she could calm down.

Song Qingyun staggered up the stairs, and saw Nan Junze holding Han Xu in a trance in the corridor on the second floor, and he was also panicked: "What's the matter?" ”

"It's okay Mom, I'm tidying up the room, don't go over, lest I bump into it!" Nan Junze carried Han Xu all the way downstairs, and only put her on the sofa when he arrived in the living room.

Ren Qifeng hurriedly packed up the computer and documents and opened some places for the boss Teng.

Luo Lan is a female assistant, her mind is more delicate than that of a man, she ran to bring warm water and handed it to Nan Junze: "Mr. Nan, let the second young grandmother drink some warm water, it will help relieve tension, I will call the hospital immediately, don't worry!" ”

Nan Junze nodded slightly to Luo Lan: "Thank you for your hard work, after making the call, you and Ren Qifeng will go back first, and the business will be dealt with tomorrow!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was another exclamation upstairs, not loud, this time Song Qingyun was frightened.

When he went upstairs, Nan Junze asked Song Qingyun not to look at it, but Nan Junze went downstairs with Han Xu in his arms, and Song Qingyun walked over to the door of the room to see that the maid was dismantling the big bed with blurred flesh and blood, and suddenly shouted out in fright.

Nan Junze looked up to the second floor, and reluctantly asked the maid to help Song Qingyun downstairs, explaining that he was not allowed to let his wife see it.

"Who was killed by the heavens? How do you make a room like that? What was dead on that bed? God, I haven't been here for a while, has my family always been so messy? It scares the hell out of me! Oh, my God! ”

Song Qingyun was supported, asked the servant beside him all the way, and walked all the way to the living room downstairs, and saw that Han Xu, who had lost his soul, had not yet recovered, so he could accept his voice, for fear of continuing to scare her.

Nan Junze hugged Han Xu tightly, without saying a word, Song Qingyun also sat on the side silently, the servants around him were tiptoeing, except for the sound of moving the bed upstairs, the villa was as quiet as if the air had stopped flowing, only the sound of rapid breathing in front of him.

It lasted for more than ten minutes of silence, and it was not until the doctor walked in with the medicine box that the silence was broken by the voice of the housekeeper Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao packed up his things in Dongwan Hospital, drove the nanny car back to the vestibule of the villa, saw a doctor entering the door, and thought that something had happened to Song Qingyun, so he threw the car away, and stepped on the middle of the flower garden in a panic, and followed the doctor into the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Madam, I'm back, what's wrong with you?" ”

The little old man's voice was loud, echoing in the spacious space of the villa.

Han Xu, who had been distracted for a long time, was awakened and said incoherently: "It's all blood!" Disembowelment! Rotten meat like mud! Killed! ”

Lao Zhao was so frightened that he flashed, and he also received the cold eyes of the masters in the living room, and immediately shut up.

Seeing that the doctor arrived, Nan Junze let go of Han Xu and asked the doctor to check, staring at him without blinking.

The doctor examined it carefully, and whispered a few words to Han Xu, and as he spoke, he said that Han Xu fell asleep.

The doctor called Han Xu twice more, but Han Xu closed his eyes and did not respond, so he opened the prescription and prescribed medicine with confidence.

Nan Junze asked in a low voice, "Doctor, how is my wife?" Is it over-frightening? ”

The doctor replied as he wrote quickly: "Mr. Nan, your wife is frightened, but the situation is not too serious, you and Song Dong don't have to worry too much!" ”

Song Qingyun looked at the sleeping Han Xu with sad eyes and said, "It's all like this, is it really okay?" I think this kid's soul is gone! ”

The doctor picked up the prescription he prescribed, handed it to Lao Zhao, who was stunned on the side, and nodded: "Song Dong, please rest assured, the second young grandmother is just too nervous, interfering with her thinking and deviating a little, and it has not reached the level of impaired nerve function, I have helped her hypnotize her, let her sleep well, she will wake up in about two hours, remember to take medicine on time to keep her calm after waking up, pay attention to a light diet, call a few more people to talk to her these days, exercise more, don't let her stay alone." ”

Nan Junze nodded again and again, asked Lao Zhao to send the doctor away, and went to bring a thin cashmere blanket to cover Han Xu.

Song Qingyun glanced at the busyness around her and asked, "Don't you let her go back to her room to sleep?" There are people coming and going downstairs, and they will make a noise for her. ”

"Don't turn her around, just let her sleep here." Nan Junze shook his head, and when he saw that Lao Zhao had just walked back after sending the doctor, he explained: "Let the servants move lightly, it's okay, don't come into the living room, and go to the second floor to clear a guest room." ”

Lao Zhao left in response, and soon the people in the whole house didn't even dare to make a sound.

After sitting quietly for a while, Song Qingyun couldn't help but ask, "I only took a general look, what is that thing in the room?" ”

Nan Junze's eyebrows gathered: "It's a dead cat, she was killed, her intestines and brains were cut out, and her skin, cramps and blood were everywhere, no wonder it scared her!" ”

Song Qingyun immediately retched, he couldn't listen to this cruel picture again with his own ears, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't say it, why is there this thing in the room?" In addition to the servants, have any outsiders been in the house? ”

Lao Zhao quietly walked back and said: "Madam, we are not at home these days, there are more than a dozen servants and two young grandmothers at home, and there are no outsiders around, but ......"

Nan Junze raised his eyes and asked, "But what?" ”

Lao Zhao thought for a while: "Some time ago, Young Master Han Yi often came to the house, and brought a lot of friends to party, but he didn't come these days, and it shouldn't be them." ”

Nan Junze immediately reprimanded unhappily: "You all know that it was some time ago, I was still sleeping in my room last night!" Even if Han Yi came today, he was his own brother, how could he throw a dead cat in our room! Don't talk nonsense! ”

Lao Zhao bowed down in fear: "Yes, yes, yes!" ”

Song Qingyun sighed heavily: "Don't be angry with Lao Zhao, he just thinks of what to say, according to you, it was the maid at home who made it?" ”

Nan Junze's expression was dignified: "Lao Zhao, adjust the monitoring!" ”

Lao Zhao slapped his head and ran into the studio quickly, starting from the record in the morning, and rushed into it to check frame by frame, according to this progress, it will not be a few hours, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out.

However, Lao Zhao ran back to the living room in a few minutes, and said in a panicked voice: "Mrs., second young master, the monitoring host has crashed, and the picture has not been recorded since the morning!" ”

Nan Junze and Song Qingyun glanced at each other, and the mother and son both looked a little dignified.

Song Qingyun raised his hand and patted the armrest of the sofa: "It's lawless, check it for me!" Find out who did it, and we will not tolerate it! ”

Nan Junze nodded and said, "Mom, don't get excited, be quiet, don't wake her up." ”

Han Xu, who was beside him, suddenly waved his arms, closed his eyes and said nonsense: "I didn't mean to hit her, I didn't mean to hit her ......"

The voice was not loud, and the vague mouth kept reading, Nan Junze lowered his head and listened to it, his eyes lit up, and he turned his head and asked, "Where is Xiao Su?" Why haven't I seen her since I got out of the car? ”

Listening to the nonsense shouted in Han Xu's mouth, Nan Junze immediately thought of what happened in the car, Xiao Su put his head in front of him, and was pushed by Han Xu with his elbow.

Now that Han Xu shouted, Nan Junze immediately suspected Xiao Sulai.

Lao Zhao turned his head and looked around the villa, trotted out of the back door, and soon ran back and said: "Xiao Su is in the maid's room, saying that he has an injured nose and is resting." ”

After all, Song Qingyun was a strong woman who used to dominate the shopping mall, and her mind was keenly like ordinary people, so she immediately understood what Nan Junze meant: "You mean, the dead cat in the room was made by Xiao Su?" ”

Nan Junze didn't speak, his eyes stared at a certain place thoughtfully, and after a while, he said to Lao Zhao: "Don't care about these for now, it's not early, you go and ask Sister-in-law Fang to cook a few more dishes, and the eldest young master is going home for dinner in the evening, explain it, don't mention it to the eldest young master, lest he have no appetite for eating." ”

When Han Xu opened his eyes, it was already dusk outside.

However, she couldn't see the sky outside, Nan Junze was afraid that the light would be too strong and affect her sleep, so the large floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor of the entire villa were closed with blackout curtains.

She asked in a daze, "What time is it?" ”