The next day, early in the morning.

In the hazy and clammy mist, a taxi pulled up the winding road and stopped at the door of a mansion.

"Ma'am, is this it?"

The driver said in English, glancing at the mansion, where the iron door to the courtyard was closed and the lock was yellow.

Towards dawn, he picked up the lady in the back seat from the international airport, and she gave him a small note with this address on it.

This lady looked like a foreigner, with a high nose and deep eyes, white skin but not the whiteness of the Caucasians, I don't know if it was because of the light, he quietly looked at her through the rearview mirror, and always felt that her face was a little blue and blue.

The address she gave him was a well-known villa complex in the city, on a small hill, where all the rich lived, and the environment was very quiet, but a little too quiet, and if it were not for a lady, he might not be willing to drive here before dawn for safety.

The driver's English is not bad, in order to make international friends feel welcome, pretending to talk heartily along the way, but this lady looks like she loves to ignore it, so he is no longer bored.

She pulled out a few hundred-dollar bills, more than enough to pay the fare from the airport here, "No need to look for it." ”

"Ma'am, take the liberty of asking, are you here to find someone? Do you need me to wait for you? It's not a good place to get a taxi......" the driver asked.

Early in the morning, it is not easy to pull guests from here, this lady came to this place was obviously sealed by the police, so he couldn't go in and shouldn't go in, he felt that she should leave after a few glances, and go to the city to find a hotel to stay.

"No, open the trunk. She said coldly.

The driver was bored, pressed the button to open the trunk, got out of the car to help her carry the trunk out of the trunk, and then drove away.

She opened her suitcase and pulled out a golden scimitar, which had been checked in as a work of art on the plane.

The iron chains and copper locks that held the iron door burst out several sparks, and the severed yellow police seals fell to the ground.

She pushed open the iron door and walked into the courtyard with her head held high.

She learns that her friend has been fighting here until the last moment, and finally outnumbered and killed, and the news has spread online and among the transcendents.

The courtyard was desolate, covered with fallen leaves, the fountain no longer sprayed water, and the pool was frozen.

When Mei Yibai died and all her men were taken away, the police sealed the place, and of course no one will take care of it anymore.

As for the future ownership of this mansion, it should be that the police should first investigate the criminal and civil liability of the owner of the mansion, and if there is no sufficient compensation money, the mansion may be auctioned by the judiciary, but this is none of her business.

She walked to the door, still splitting the lock.

The room was a mess, the floors had been pried open, the furniture had been moved, and a thick layer of dust had fallen.

She walked around the first and second floors of the room, and there were still a few dried blood stains on the ground, she squatted down and scraped some powder with her fingernails, put it in her mouth and sipped it.

A disgusting taste, filled with the peculiar stench of untouchable blood.

Several windows on the second floor were damaged, and cold air swished into the room.

Mei Yibai's daily necessities and daily necessities were all taken away, and no meaningful items could be found.

She entered the basement, which had been moved cleaner and emptyer, but she found a passage in the basement, and there was dried blood in the passage, which had become a dark blood, and she scraped off the powder with her fingernails again and tasted it.

The taste is very peculiar, like a white plum, but it is mixed with the blood of other animals.

She walked along the passageway, and walked out of the small door of a power distribution station at the back of the mansion, and at first glance she saw a small area of open space not far away surrounded by a yellow cordon, and the area was outlined with white lines.

She walked over, crouched down and placed her hand on the heart of the humanoid silhouette.

"My Friend ......"

This is probably the place where Mei Yibai died, and she noticed that the silhouette did not have a left arm, which indicated that Mei Yibai had lost her left arm when she died.

She closed her eyes silently, as if imagining Mei Yibai's last days.

When she opened her eyes again, angry flames filled her pupils.

Blood sacrifice is needed!

She returned to the main entrance of the mansion, intending to descend the mountain in search of a suitable offering.

Just then, the voices of two young women were heard from the other side of the road.

"Ah~I'm sleepy~It's cold~"

The girl with the stage name Shanshan yawned and shrunk her shoulders, looked at the end of the road, and muttered, "Why hasn't Didi come yet?"

Huihui's expression was also very sleepy, "Wait, it's a bit of a place here." ”

The two of them spent the last night in another mansion on the mountain, and the experience was not bad, the guests were generous, extra tips, and it was the first time they slept in such a luxurious house, of course, at the cost of ...... Sore waist and knees?

These guests are all ruthless, when they come, there is obviously a car to pick them up, after spending a night full of artillery fire, sweep the two of them out early in the morning, and let them solve the traffic problem by themselves, it may be that the girlfriend or wife is coming back today, so they are in a hurry to drive them away and clean up the scene.

The wealthy people who live on this mountain all have private cars, and taxis or Didi will not come here to pick up customers, so they have to wait for a long time after calling a taxi, and they are shivering in the cold wind of the early morning wearing the fake school uniform of Momiji Academy.

At this moment, a strange woman came to them through the woods, looking like a foreigner, and quite rich.

"Nice nose ring, like an upstart. Shanshan chuckled in a low voice.

The woman's left nose was pierced, and a gorgeously shaped gold nose ring was connected to the earrings through a chain, which looked heavy and should be pure gold.

Huihui pushed Shanshan with her elbow, meaning don't talk nonsense, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth.

"What are you afraid of? I guess I don't understand Chinese. Shanshan said in her hometown dialect.

The woman's gaze was fixed on their bodies, or at their school uniforms to be exact, and said in non-standard Chinese, "Students of Momiji Academy?"

"Yay! Authentic student girl!" Shanshan had an occupational illness, flaunting her limited English skills, shook her hair charmingly, took out her fake student ID card from Red Leaf Academy and shook it.

The cover of the fake student ID card is exactly the same as the real one, and the name of Momiji College is printed in both Chinese and English.

This is to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get it?

She smiled, drew the golden knife from her sari and walked over to them.

"Wait...... Wait a minute, what are you going to do?"

Shanshan and Huihui were shocked, and retreated again and again, Shanshan also shouted inwardly: "I warn you, we are all students of Red Leaf Academy, if you dare to touch one of our hairs......"

The golden light flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

"I killed the students of Momiji Academy. ”

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