Late at night, the wall lamp outside the Consulate General of the United States in Jianghai was still on, illuminating the consulate solemnly and solemnly.

Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary Will Bright and his wife had already laid down, but had not fallen asleep for a long time, turned on the bedside lamp, and lay on the extraordinarily luxurious large bed in the master bedroom, looking at the ceiling and talking, discussing countermeasures.

In the evening, he received a call from Little Bright, saying that he was going to come back tomorrow, and his voice was depressed, and it seemed that he had suffered another loss in Qingji City.

"What is the origin of that person named Sun An? Can't you find out?" Mrs. Bright was also a beautiful woman when she was young, but after she became rich in middle age, she could no longer find her past graceful appearance, and the flesh on her face pressed deep hair lines on both sides of her nose and lips, making her look like she had a straight face all day long, and many people were afraid of her because of this, and liked her majesty, so she began to keep a straight face all day long, and reprimanding those who were not quick enough to be quick is her favorite entertainment now.

Mrs. Bright had never heard her son speak in such a tone, and she seemed to be frightened a lot, which made her very uncomfortable, her son had never suffered such a big grievance since he was a child, and an ordinary Chinese ordinary person dared to hurt little Bright, which was simply eating the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard.

"Didn't you find it a long time ago? I checked and searched for those materials, and I don't know what the background is, but I got the audit card of Cheongje University. "Old Bright looked shriveled and thin in front of his wife, his head was half-bald, he always wore a pair of small gold-rimmed round glasses, and his nose was red, but he was very strong on the outside.

"What if you have a background? Can it be bigger than you? I'll find someone to deal with this tomorrow. Mrs. Bright said viciously.

"It's not easy to deal with? I'm worried that he's the same person as Benjamin, so it's troublesome to deal with, Benjamin is dead, and I can't find out who killed him, and I suspect that Sun An's file is fake." Old Bright still wanted to resist, Benjamin's death had terrified him, and he had spent the two days in terror, and he didn't want to suffer any more from his wife.

"So what? You're afraid you won't find anyone, whatever he is, just give him ......," said Mrs. Bright in a louder voice, almost shouting.

"Got it, got it. Old Bright was distraught by the yelling, turned around, turned his back to Mrs. Bright, and turned off the bedside lamp.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and the light pollution of the city shone in through the window directly opposite the foot of the bed, which was not dazzling, just enough to make people see the contents of the bedroom.

Old Bright didn't fall asleep, he opened his eyes and began to think about the person he was going to contact tomorrow, as the ambassador to China, he could even call the president of the United States directly, of course, there is no need to alarm the big people to deal with Sun An, and contacting a low-level person can solve this matter.

When his eyes adjusted to the light, he vaguely saw a touch of darkness drifting in from outside the window, floating to his bed, thinking that he was dazzled, he closed his eyes and rubbed it, and in the blink of an eye, the darkness had taken on a strange shape, like ...... A mushroom.

"Shhhh

The boos that rang out in the silence were a bit harsh.

"What are you doing?" said Mrs. Bright, who thought it was old Bright's voice, and she was still angry, and cried out in dissatisfaction.

"Shhhh

The same sound sounded, only dragged on longer.

Mrs. Bright realized that it was not her wife's voice, and turned over to look to the side, she was so heavy that old Bright next to her seemed to be lying on a raft in the middle of the sea, undulating with the waves.

She also saw the mushroom-like black shadow.

"Shhhh

The boo sounded for the third time, and the black shadow also changed, to be precise, the darkness that extended out of nowhere covered the black shadow, making some of the black shadow darker, and part of the darkness on the black shadow was pulled away somewhere, revealing the white that covered it.

It wasn't a mushroom, it was a person, a man made up of black and white, a very beautiful woman with an umbrella.

The woman was dressed in a very formal Gothic style, with an extremely pale complexion, black eyeliner, black lipstick, a black lace collar around her neck, a short black dress with pleats on the collar, cuffs and skirt, a black pleated ribbon extending from the neckline to the abdomen, black stockings pulled up to her thighs, pinched by garters, a pair of small shiny leather shoes, and an umbrella on her shoulders with plenty of lace decorations.

She held the umbrella handle in one hand, raised the other hand in front of her mouth, and looked down at the two lying on the bed.

Even if she was beautiful, it was terrible for such a person to suddenly appear in the room, and Mrs. Bright was so frightened that she forgot the boo just now, and opened her mouth to scream.

Before she could call out, the small umbrella had shrunk up, and the tip of the umbrella was stuck in her mouth, reaching up to her throat, and Madame made a terrible sound in her throat, and reached out to grab the umbrella.

With a soft "snap", the umbrella opened again, wrapping Mrs. Bright's fingers so wide that her mouth was wide open, and the corners of her mouth were almost torn.

"Shhhh The goth beauty looked at old Bright and whispered, her voice very cold, with a thick German accent.

Old Bright nodded, and looked at the woman with wide, frightened eyes.

The woman said lightly: "It's a pity, your son provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, he is already dead, there is no room for recovery, you must accept the reality, as for you, if you want to die, continue to make him angry, if you still want to live, if you want your daughter to stay in the country alive, just listen to my orders, understand?"

Old Bright swallowed and nodded, and Mrs. Bright struggled hard, hearing that little Bright was dead, she could no longer remain calm.

The gothic beauty frowned, suddenly pulled out her umbrella, and stabbed the tip of the umbrella at the center of Mrs. Bright's eyebrows, Mrs. Bright's body was shocked, and she fell unconscious, and there was a small needle eye in her eyebrows.

Old Bright glanced back, then turned to the woman with wide eyes, his lips trembling.

"I'm using anesthetic, not poison, but not next time, if you can't control her, I'm always ready to help, understand?" The Goth woman's tone didn't change, as if a machine was talking.

Old Bright nodded again.

"Listen, all you have to do is control the media, don't get this out there, don't let anyone outside the police know, get it?" she said, holding up her umbrella again.

Old Bright still nodded.

"As a diplomatic ambassador, I believe your IQ is enough, goodbye. The Gothic Beauty said, her body changed again, and contrary to before, the white places were covered by darkness, and the darker places were withdrawn, and soon turned into a black shadow, and swam out of the window at great speed.

Old Bright was still frozen on the bed, his body curled up, his fists clenched, his limbs numb, and he stared blankly at where the woman had just stood.

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