Wow –

At night, a dark shadow slowly opened the unlocked window from the outside. She got in

The owner of the shadow was a woman, and as she walked through the empty living room and up the stairs, she muttered, "I'm sorry, the owner of this house, I really can't help it, there is a sudden plague in the slums, and people don't have much money, so I have to borrow some in this way." Well, borrow some, you shouldn't pay back the inner species. ”

The shadow went up to the second floor and passed by the extremely quiet bedroom door, diagonally opposite the bedroom was a half-hidden door with a bronze plaque on the door engraved with the word "study".

She didn't touch the door, but squeezed in through the crack. She turned on the flashlight, and a light hit the bookshelf, which reflected a faint silver light, and she looked at the books on the shelves and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

"Oh my God, does the owner of this house have Einstein in his head? Just the theory of relativity, but also buy paperback, hardcover, commemorative editions, and editions in different languages. And there are different publishing houses that publish them, oh my God, this owner has a lot of money and has nowhere to spend it? A bookshelf full of relativity. ”

She swept around the bookshelf with a flashlight, and suddenly she saw a very poorly packaged book in the center, with three large characters "Theory of Relativity" written on the spine with a brush!

Full of curiosity, she carefully pulled out the book and slowly opened it, the words inside were all written in wild cursive, and she scratched her head and didn't recognize a word.

Click! The lights came on suddenly, and the door closed automatically.

"My handwriting, is it pretty?" A playful voice came from a corner without light.

She was jumped by the sudden situation, and the book did not hold it firmly in her hand, and fell, and at the moment when the book was about to hit the ground, a silver light flashed, and the book was lifted up and flew back to the shelf.

A young man in a dark purple nightgown stepped out of the darkness. He raised his * in his hand and shot her, an anesthetic needle stuck in her thigh, and she shook and fell to the carpet.

The man in the nightgown picked up a rope from the ground and approached her as he smoothed it out......

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