Chapter 14: Murder (I)
The sun was very warm.
Outside the villa, there was a burst of birdsong in the woods.
The wind blows naturally.
An old man who looked very dignified, sitting on a small stool in the courtyard, basking in the sun comfortably.
In the outside, although he doesn't care about anything now and doesn't ask anything anymore, he has been crawling and rolling in life for most of his life, and he can't get rid of that kind of unstoppable anger.
Of course, that was just his expression.
In fact, he has always been a kind and kind old man, and he has done so.
His only hobby now is to raise flowers and plants in the yard, and if he is interested, he will read the classic culture of the Dragon Kingdom.
When people reach old age, they are often left with loneliness.
But he seemed to be enjoying the rare time of purity.
After all, a person has struggled all his life, and when he reaches old age, the only thing he cherishes is such a day.
In the living room, the sound of the hero and heroine arguing in the TV series came out.
It's the old man's middle-aged son and daughter-in-law watching TV, this kind of boring film and television drama can always attract them who have a monotonous life.
Actually, my son should go to work today.
Maybe it's because I don't go on purpose, maybe I'm used to being lazy.
Anyway, someone in the company is taking care of it, and the son, as a rich second generation, can enjoy all kinds of achievements left by Lao Tzu.
He didn't control his son much anymore.
No matter what the son does, as long as he can take care of the company he left behind.
- At that time, like my son now, as long as there is nothing big in the company, I sit lazily at home, and use various ways to consume the good time that I deliberately vacated.
There was the sound of water washing vegetables in the kitchen.
It's my wife who is idle and ready to cook.
The family was supposed to hire a steward to take care of the housework inside and out.
Although the wife agreed, she was still like a housekeeper's mother, busy with all kinds of daily chores.
She is an old lady who can't stay idle.
I don't like to wear gold and silver, I just like to fiddle with the bits and pieces of life.
When I was very romantic in the past, I always disliked such a person who didn't understand the mood and only cared about housework.
And now, he is grateful for the grace of heaven that he was able to marry such a wife.
- Now he thinks that being able to be with her for a lifetime is the greatest happiness in his life.
He also has a daughter.
Today, the daughter brought her husband to see him.
The two of them were upstairs, not knowing what they were doing.
The daughter is much younger than the son, and now she is only a woman in her thirties.
Perhaps, the daughter is living with her husband, doing something that young people can't help but do.
As long as there is not much movement in this house, he doesn't bother to care.
At this time, what came to the ears of the old man was the inadvertent singing of the girl upstairs to the rhythm of the music.
That's his granddaughter.
Unlike other girls, she doesn't like an environment that's too busy.
I like to be at home, I like to listen to music, I like to be quiet.
It's like two people with her brother.
Her younger brother is the little boy who is now playing in front of her.
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The little boy in front of the old man is the little boy who is now listening to Su Che's thoughts.
In this situation, he was holding a yo-yo and playing happily.
Maybe a person doesn't have a good time, and his face is full of displeasure.
"Grandpa, I want to go out and play with Xiao Ming."
"Your mother told me to watch you and wouldn't let you out......"
"But I really want to get out. Grandpa won't love his grandson and let his grandson play here alone, right? ”
A gentle smile hung over the old man's lips.
"Go ahead, come back early for dinner, grandma made your favorite scrambled eggs with green peppers today."
"Hmm."
With Grandpa's permission, the little boy happily ran out.
And as soon as he ran out of the house, he bumped into a comer.
The person who came was dressed in a black trench coat and a pair of rubber shoes, dressed a little like a villain in a TV series who looked very temperamental.
With an angular face and clear eyebrows, if it weren't for the yin owl flashing in his eyes, he might be called a sunny and chic handsome guy.
To the left of the snort, there is a small mole, which is not too obvious, but it is easy to see at a glance.
The little boy looked up, and all he saw was the mole on his face.
"I'm sorry." The little boy apologizes.
The man smiled and said nothing.
When the little boy looked up at his face, he didn't know why, and felt a sudden chill in his heart.
He looked at the man in fear, and then ran away.
The man ignored it and stopped at the door of the villa where the little boy had run.
Then, a weird smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
- Wouldn't it be very simple to create a bloody storm? Let's use the lives of this family to complete their mission.
He pulled out a hidden dagger from his cuff, his face full of murder.
He went straight in.
Without saying a word, he kicked the first person he encountered, the old man, to the ground.
Then, the knife fell, and the old man's life was killed.
From beginning to end, the old man did not even say a word.
When he saw the murderer kill himself, he was only shocked, and he didn't believe that life had withered so suddenly.
After so many ups and downs in society, how could the old man believe that he died so casually.
And he still kills?!
But this is a fact, even if he can no longer believe it, he has to accept the helplessness in front of him.
There should be someone in the living room, because the TV is playing a TV series.
He walked into the living room.
I saw a middle-aged woman watching TV with melon seeds, and I also saw a middle-aged man lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.
He walked quickly in front of the middle-aged man and slashed the dagger in his hand at the middle-aged man's neck.
The middle-aged man couldn't even moan, and spit out large balls of blood from his mouth.
The expression of fear, as if he had encountered a terrible ghost who asked for his life, and his eyes were full of longing for life, and he was powerless against death.
As soon as possible, the speed in his hand was very fast, but he still startled the middle-aged woman who was watching the TV very engagedly.
- Blood spurted from the neck of the middle-aged man, spilled all around where he was sitting, everywhere.
When the middle-aged woman saw this scene, she couldn't help but scream-
"Kill, kill!"
He dodged and came to the middle-aged woman, then raised his hand and plunged the dagger into her throat.
But the middle-aged woman shook her body and inadvertently dodged it.
He was a little angry.
Shot again, several hands fell and stabbed her in the head, shoulders, and chest.
The middle-aged woman screamed, and her body convulsed and spasmed as she fell to the ground.
She was stabbed nearly ten times, and pain and fear ravaged her entire body and mind like a demon.
Blood quickly soaked her clothes, and the soul hook on the black and white impermanence hand was already on her body......