Story: Unintentionally entering a villa vault, he is curious to hide inside and peek, but witnesses two murders

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Zhou Yanni

Forget who ever said that tragedies often begin with comedy. It sounds reasonable, but what does it mean?

Is there really such a person who can wave to stop everything before it all starts?

My tragedy began on the second night I moved into this villa, when I was sitting opposite each other at the dinner table with my husband, Wu Hao, enjoying our candlelit dinner.

Food, music, a good life. I gently shook my glass and indulged in a slightly drunken feeling.

"Don't work in the future, feel free to be Mrs. Kuo." Wu Hao put down his wine glass and stared at me intently. His gaze made my cheeks burn, it was the third day of the wedding, it was also the third day I moved into the villa, and it was a rare time for two people at this moment, and I did not want to express any opinion on this issue.

"It's not going to be worrying that I can't afford it." Wu Hao tilted his head, and his face was filled with a confident smile.

I'm certainly not worried about this. Wu Hao is known as "the richest and handsomeest man in Jingcheng", which has no problem satisfying my desire for money. But beyond that, I have more things to consider.

"Eat." I put down my glass and picked up a piece of truffle from the cold dish.

"Obedient, stay at home on weekdays, occasionally learn to make desserts, make a little investment, such a life is not better, don't remember your supermodel title." 」 Wu Hao continued the topic.

I reluctantly swallowed the broccoli, but my favorite thing to eat on weekdays was difficult to swallow at the moment. I bowed my head and tried to organize the language of the response.

"Ding!" The phone suddenly rings with a text message tone.

The text message came from a string of unfamiliar cell phone numbers, and I glanced at it casually, scaring me so much that I almost threw away my fork.

The text message has only one sentence: I know about you and Liao Ying.

I quickly replied: Who are you?

When I put down my phone, Wu Hao asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's all right, spam." I cut my hair and threw a stiff smile at him.

It wasn't until bedtime that the second text message from the strange number came in, but it was only six words: I am the voyeur's eye.

There was a chill in my back, and before Wu Hao returned, I quickly deleted the text message.

Liang Kewei

I have always believed that using the secrets of others to fill the emptiness of living in the world is the most authentic desire of human beings.

As the designer and construction supervisor of the interior of Wu Hao and Zhou Yanni's villa, when some workers reported that there were spaces half a meter wide and one meter long in the master bedroom wall, I knew that the opportunity had come.

I dispatched the workers on the grounds that "the employer wanted hollow partition insulation", and then came to the villa alone every night and personally transformed this half-meter-wide and one-meter-long space into a secret room that could accommodate one person.

I placed storage shelves and narrow chairs in the room, leaving gaps where air could be exchanged; set up "passages" that could peek into the bedroom without suspicion; I hid the door that opened the secret room, and cleverly hid the switch that opened the secret door. I rushed to get everything done before handing over the house and hid in the secret room the day before they officially moved into the villa.

I want to see what kind of spark can be sparked by the combination between "rich and handsome" and "supermodel".

Before I officially entered, I took a long vacation from the company, although it was a long vacation, but I still planned to limit it to three days, and then I secretly left when the villa was empty, so that this experience would become a secret forever.

In the first two days, there were no other surprises except to be able to see Zhou Yanni's perfect body when she was changing clothes. But on the afternoon of the third day, something suddenly happened that made me discourage the idea of leaving on time.

A short-haired woman about the same height as Zhou Yanni took Zhou Yanni's hand and rushed into the bedroom. The two stood opposite each other, and you and I quarreled with each other.

The short-haired woman is also a supermodel named Liao Ying. I thought the two were arguing for work or Wu Hao, but when I heard things like, "What should I do?" When I said things like "Do you have me in your heart?" I wondered in my heart.

It didn't take long for this doubt to be answered. When Zhou Yanni finished speaking, Liao Ying suddenly pushed her down on the bed, and his lips were pressed against hers.

I remembered the gossip rumors I had seen that Liao Ying had a girlfriend, but I didn't expect a word to become a slur, and the object was Zhou Yanni, who was also a supermodel.

I pulled out my phone and recorded every frame outside the wall. When the two of them left the bedroom, I also gasped with my back against the wall like a prostration. There will definitely be more fierce material! Thinking of this, I decided to stay inside the wall.

There's certainly not enough food and water, but just sneak out of the villa when it's deserted and eat a little bit of what's in the kitchen won't be spotted. And under the temptation of snooping on secrets, eating and drinking is not a problem at all.

When Liao Ying left, I suddenly became mischievous: if I sent Zhou Yanni and her affairs to Zhou Yanni, how would she react?

Before, because of the design of the villa, I let my subordinates record Zhou Yanni's number, but she did not directly record my phone, as soon as I thought about it, I was relieved.

"I know about you and Liao Ying" is a short line, but enough.

But it wasn't until the evening, when Zhou Yanni and Wu Hao were having dinner, that I received a reply from Zhou Yanni.

Who am I? Of course it was impossible to tell you your real name, I thought about it and sent her the pretentious title of "Voyeur's Eye."

I didn't get a reply until late at night, and just when I was wondering if she was ignoring me as someone bored, I saw her leaning against the bed and she picked up her phone, and she glanced at the screen and changed her face.

That was the "peeping eye" text message I sent a few hours ago.

She glanced at Wu Hao, who was undressing, and quickly deleted the text message.

It turned out that there was a signal delay inside the wall. When Zhou Yanni turned off the lights, I finally understood.

The text message was deleted, but the name "Peeping Eye" took root in my heart.

Who the hell is this guy?

Especially this morning, I received another text message from him detailing everything that happened to Liao Ying and me in the bedroom yesterday afternoon.

Well, I admit to being a double.

Liao Ying is my partner, but it does not prevent Wu Hao from becoming my husband. I had already discussed with Liao Ying that I would marry Wu Hao first, then find a reason to divorce, and find a way to separate Wu Hao's property when divorcing, so that she and I would not have to fly around the world in order to live, and we could also have money to settle in foreign countries.

But now Liao Ying couldn't hold his breath. She didn't understand, in order to gain Wu Hao's trust, I certainly couldn't be with her often, and she began to hide around us like a detective, but not in front of our eyes.

Yesterday afternoon I was satisfied, but I would never let Wu Hao find out. So I quickly persuaded Liao Ying to leave and promised her that I would speed up the progress.

I thought there wouldn't be a third person to know about me and hers, but this guy, who called himself the Voyeur's Eye, ruthlessly shattered my fantasies.

Who is this person. Looking at herself with a perfect posture in the dressing mirror, Zhou Yanni's brain spun rapidly.

One thing is worth noting, he not only knows my relationship with Liao Ying, but also can tell in detail about yesterday afternoon... Does that mean he saw it with his own eyes?

I closed the door, closed the curtains, and the bedroom was shrouded in darkness. I picked up my phone, turned on the camera function and moved slowly against the wall.

Until my arm was so sore that I couldn't lift it, I didn't find any points of light in the lens. It seems that there is no pinhole camera installed in the room.

If there is no cat greasy indoors, is it outdoors?

I closed the curtains yesterday afternoon, but it didn't prevent someone from approaching the villa and looking through the gap in the curtains to see inside the bedroom. But we are here in an upscale villa area, and outsiders can't come in at all. In this case, is it a security guard?

I took the opportunity to go out in the afternoon to observe the security guards, and no one showed me anything unusual. Come to think of it, they didn't have my contact information and naturally couldn't text me.

So who is this "voyeur's eye"?

With this question in mind, I spent two days in fear, during which I did some boring things, but I did not meet with Liao Ying, and I did not give up thinking for a moment about the real body of the "Peeping Eye".

The guy must have had my phone number.

I've had a face-to-face with that guy in the past.

He knew me, and he knew Liao Ying.

He was able to approach our villa.

There are not many candidates who meet these conditions, and I even doubted whether it was a prank directed by Liao Ying, but in the end I could not doubt it.

However, these two days the "voyeur's eye" was still quiet, and I did not receive text messages.

Just when I thought I could dismiss this as boring harassment, the "voyeur's eye" reappeared.

It was also late at night, but this time the content had nothing to do with me. But once again it startled my jaw.

"Your husband killed someone in the bedroom!"

I forced my composure, quickly replied with a question mark, and then took advantage of the gap between Wu Hao's going to the toilet before going to bed to delete all the text messages.

Watching Zhou Yanni close the curtains and hold up her mobile phone like a fool looking for a camera, I almost laughed out loud.

She panicked, and Liao Ying was indeed her weakness.

Inside the wall, I watched her efforts like watching a movie, and also noticed that over time, she slowly changed from uneasiness to calm, my mood was a little low, and I wanted to continue to send some messages to stimulate her nerves, but the remaining battery of the phone relentlessly reminded me not to be impulsive.

They all blamed themselves for being too careless, hiding in the secret room before the light was ready to eat and drink and forgot to bring a charger, so that now they can only save the use of mobile phones.

In this way, I hid in the secret room for two days, and just when I was planning to leave in the gap between Zhou Yanni's outings, a sudden thing forced me to hide back in the secret room.

I had just closed the secret door of the secret room, stretched out and was about to walk out of the bedroom, when suddenly there was a sound of the door opening from the direction of the door. I quickly hid back in the secret room, and after a while, Wu Hao entered the bedroom.

He usually came back very late, how is it today... The question wasn't yet formed, and I got the answer.

A short-haired woman about the same height as Zhou Yanni followed Wu Hao into the bedroom.

It's Liao Ying! She almost confronted Wu Hao, and the two suddenly hugged each other after whispering a few boring words.

From my point of view, I can clearly see Liao Ying's face. Ten minutes later, Liao Ying took out his mobile phone, pressed it a few times, and threw it to Wu Hao.

Wu Hao took the phone with a puzzled face, and from my point of view, I couldn't see the contents of the phone, but I could see that Wu Hao slowly changed his face.

"Now I know what kind of person she is." Liao Ying stood in front of the bed, "You think you married a good woman, but what about the truth?" She's just acting with you. ”

Wu Hao squeezed the phone tightly, "She... And you..."

"Yes," Liao Ying replied nonchalantly, "this is the real her, I have been with her for several years, as for you... But it was our meal ticket. ”

"Oh, no wonder she doesn't look at other men on weekdays," Wu Hao sneered and stood up, staring at Liao Ying with a pair of cold Sensen eyes, "I thought she was loyal to me, it turned out to be this reason." ”

"I know the purpose of your coming today." Wu Hao suddenly raised his eyebrows, "This kind of thing can be said directly, why pretend to cater to me?" ”

"If she sees what we just did... I can make up my mind to leave you. Liao Ying pulled out her mobile phone from her purse, but before she could put the phone back, Wu Hao walked to the front with a stride.

Wu Hao gently lifted Liao Ying's chin with his right hand, and spoke softly like a layer of yarn: "Zhou Yanni is indeed a masterpiece, but if you disappear from today, will she forget everything with me?" ”

Liao Ying's eyes widened, and before she could react, she was hit the top of her head.

I could see very clearly that as Wu Hao walked past the shelf next to the TV, he picked up the metal trophy placed on it with his left hand.

Liao Ying fell down without a word, and Wu Hao squatted down and silently waved his left arm at Liao Ying's face.

I covered my mouth hard, but I couldn't control the trembling all over my body. Liao Ying was smashed to death, and I hurriedly pulled out my mobile phone and sent out to Zhou Yanni, "Your husband killed someone in the bedroom!" " message.

After that, my head was as heavy as an infusion of mercury. His sight darkened, and he was even frightened and fainted without a fight.

Although the text message was deleted, it was like a seed buried in the heart, and over time, the tree of doubt grew larger and larger.

The next day, I sent a lot of messages to the "Peeping Eye", and I asked him who Wu Hao had killed, where he had killed him, what method he had used, and where the body was... But he never replied.

Wu Hao was still busy with work as usual, leaving early and returning late. It's just that when he got home, he seemed to care more about me than he used to, and he began to listen to my boring words, started to make me happy, and even gave me a "pigeon egg".

Such a blunt change made me even more convinced that Wu Hao must have something to hide from me.

Three days after receiving that text message, I had some discoveries in the villa.

The first was the trophy I put on the bedside table. One of the first trophies I got when I entered the modeling industry is very memorable, so I always put it on the bedroom shelf so that I can see it as soon as I remember the past.

But that morning, when I inadvertently looked at the trophy, I saw that it seemed to have been moved. Was it Wu Hao who moved? Just as I was picking it up and getting ready to put it back in place, a dent on the trophy caught my attention.

The trophy is not expensive, but it is also made of tin and antimony copper alloy plated with gold leaf, which is by no means comparable in hardness. I looked around at the floor and walls and there were no signs of collisions.

It doesn't seem to have fallen to the ground and fallen out. But just when I was distracted, the trophy in my hand rolled down to the corner.

I squatted down and looked painfully at the floor that had been smashed out of the dent, ready to pick up the trophy.

My hand stopped at the edge of the trophy. What keeps me still is not the trophy itself, but a few drops of comet-like dark red droplets on the floor next to it.

I lay on the ground and looked closely. The droplet had dried up long ago, and judging from its tail with its back to the corner, it should have come from a place far away from the wall.

I checked the opposite corner of the wall again, where there were also a few dried dark red droplets with tails.

In this way, the source of the droplets should come from somewhere between the two walls, plus they are dark red... Could it be that this is the blood that comes out of someone when they are attacked?

I recall the day I received the text message, when I returned to the villa, Wu Hao was already at home, asked him why he only said that he left work early today, and at that time he also noticed that the wallpaper in the bedroom was missing, Wu Hao said that it was not pleasing to the eye, plus it was all torn up when he went home early today, and waited for a few days to ask people to repost.

Look unpleasant, what a lame reason. The real reason is that I am afraid that the blood spilled on the wallpaper and could not be cleaned, so I deliberately removed all the wallpaper in order not to appear deliberate.

That said, the guy who called himself "Voyeur's Eye" wasn't talking nonsense, and the killing scene was in my bedroom. But who did Wu Hao kill? Where is the body now?

Unexpectedly, the first question was quickly answered, and then I found a blood-stained golden opal behind the bedroom door with the letter "Z" engraved on the back of the stone.

Shivering, I took out the necklace hidden in my chest, which also had a golden opal on it, and the letter "L" was engraved on the back of the stone.

It was a pair of opal necklaces that Liao Ying and I bought together when we first established a relationship, and if there are many opal necklaces, there should be very few necklaces engraved with the initial "Z" of my last name.

My vision was blurred by the sudden gushing of tears, and I leaned against the wall, trying to resist the feeling of the sky spinning.

No wonder Liao Ying didn't contact me these days, no wonder I went to her apartment and didn't find anyone, it turned out...

But why would she be with Wu Hao, and why would Wu Hao kill her? And the most important question, where is Liao Ying?

I rushed to the living room, flipped out a piece of aspirin and swallowed it, and then I nestled into the couch, waiting for the world that was constantly shaking in my eyes to slowly return to normal.

"Ding!" The phone rang with a long-lost SMS tone. I reflexively sat up and grabbed my phone on the coffee table.

A long-lost text message from the "Peeping Eye" with only two words on it: Save me!

Who are you? Where are you? What do you see? Why are text messages coming back so slowly? Did Wu Hao kill Liao Ying? Where is the body? ...... Countless questions filled my brain, my fingers stopped on the screen for half a day, and finally replied with only two words: What?

I dropped my phone and waited for a reply from the "Peeping Eye."

When consciousness returns to the body, I don't remember how long it took.

The outside was long empty, and the bedroom was as clean as if nothing had happened.

Hurry up and tell Zhou Yanni the details. I stood up.

No, I wanted to stand up, to be precise, because I found myself unable to move or even shout.

My hands and feet were tied to the chair, and my mouth was taped.

I suddenly realized a terrible truth: Wu Hao had already discovered me.

It is likely that I accidentally made a sound when I fainted, Wu Hao found the secret room switch after hearing it, he opened the secret door and found me unconscious.

Why didn't he just kill me? Don't......

A desperate conjecture suddenly popped into my head: Wu Hao deliberately left me alive in order to let me watch his good life outside the wall while slowly dying of lack of food and water.

But he ignored the wisdom of architects. Even if I can't use my hands, I can use the weight of my whole body to push the secret door open. I struggled to stand up straight and fell back to the secret door with my chair on my back.

The dark door pattern does not move.

I tried several times, and even rushed with full force, but the chamber was too narrow to exert force, and the secret door still did not move. I sat down again with a heavy breath, my eyes staring aimlessly out of the wall.

The slight change in sight Caught me, and I moved to the wall to find that the closet that had been a little farther away was now close at hand.

It turned out that Wu Hao blocked the secret door with a wardrobe... Am I really going to die in this chamber of secrets?

Losing hope, I leaned back in my chair, and the cramped chamber seemed to be more crowded than before. Looking at the picture of Wu Hao spoiling Zhou Yanni outside the wall, and Zhou Yanni also enjoying herself like a fool, there was no wave in my heart.

If the tragedy begins with a comedy, how could I have imagined a few days ago when I was still ecstatic about the privacy of celebrities, waiting for death in this secret room.

Watching Zhou Yanni go in and out of the bedroom every day, I can't help but think about how she would react if she knew that her lover had died at the hands of her husband, but she seemed to be unaware, even if there was a signal delay in the wall, she should have received a text message.

Speaking of text messages, where is my phone?

The trouser pocket can't feel the fullness of the mobile phone tucked in, is it taken away by Wu Hao?

My memory began to recover, and I remembered that the phone slipped from my hand before I fainted, and perhaps it was the sound of the phone landing that made Wu Hao find me.

Maybe not, if not, I have a chance to live. At the thought of this, I struggled to stand up straight and used my toes to explore the floor of the chamber. In the process I found that there was more to the Chamber of Secrets, but I didn't have time to think about more.

It was a long time before I touched a rectangular object that looked like a mobile phone in the corner. I crouched down in front of it and clamped it in the inside of my instep, leaning slightly while falling backwards with force.

The violent impact on my body and the ground almost left my whole body in pieces, but God did not seem to abandon me, and the rectangular object slid down my body to near my chin, and if you looked closely, it was my mobile phone. Although the screen is shattered, there is still the last three percent of the electricity left, and there is hope if there is electricity.

I leaned over and unlocked the phone screen with my chin, a long process that not only stiffened my neck, but also drained the phone's battery by one percent; then I continued to click on the message with my chin, and the text message interface with Zhou Yanni appeared on the screen.

At this moment I was sweating profusely, and my body was almost unconscious from the impact of falling to the ground, but I could not give up the hard-won opportunity for help, so I stretched my neck again and tilted my head to type with my already numb jaw.

I just typed the word "help" and the battery of my phone dropped by another one percent. At least I had to get the message out, and thinking of this, I quickly touched the send button with my chin.

I lay on the ground and let out a long breath, the whole person was in a ridiculous "Z" shape because of the binding, but it didn't matter, as long as Zhou Yanni could see the text message, I could do anything.

After an unknown amount of time, the dark screen lit up again, I quickly propped up my body, and there were only two words in the text message sent by Zhou Yanni: What?

Of course you are going to save me!" I complained about her dullness while replying to the text message with my chin, but I just typed out the four words "I am in your house", I accidentally touched the send button, I moved my neck, and when I was preparing to continue editing the text message, the screen prompted that the phone automatically shut down because of the lack of power.

God still slowly closed the door to survival. I lay down on the ground, tears gushing irrepressibly.

The "Peeping Eye" still hesitates to reply to the text message, which makes me start to think in a state of uneasiness.

Then life began to move in an unpredictable direction. The news of Liao Ying's disappearance spread across the Internet, and netizens irresponsibly published all kinds of inconsistencies.

I took my suspicions and hatred of Wu Hao to heart, turned the concave surface of the trophy to the inside, wiped the blood stains in the corners of the wall after taking pictures, and hid the opal in my wallet. Wu Hao still behaved flawlessly, and even after seeing the report about Liao Ying's disappearance, he could still say things like "She probably wants to live in seclusion" without changing his face.

His love for me grew stronger by the day, but the more I did, the more terrified I became. I could feel a dormant volcano in his body that could erupt at any time if he wanted.

No, I must find an opportunity to show off everything I know, and I will make a decision with Wu Hao.

By the time the Voyeur's Eye text message arrived, it was three days after the last reply.

It was an ordinary morning, and I had just wiped my closet clean and was standing in front of the dressing mirror next to the wardrobe with a mop to admire my perfect posture, when the text message prompt sounded without warning.

It's a text message from the "Peeping Eye".

I'm at your house? The four words that had no end in sight made me sure that this stranger, alias "Voyeur's Eye," had been hiding in the villa before.

In addition, the imprecision revealed by this text message is also worrying. Like the previous "Save Me", concise and complete sentences, regular punctuation, and no features in the first few text messages. This has to make me suspect that the "voyeur's eye" has encountered some kind of change in the text message.

I didn't text back because there are more important things that have to be done now.

Ever since receiving "Your husband killed someone in the bedroom!" "That text message, I never left the villa again, and the recent two "save me" and "I am in your house" were received after that, so it is very likely that the "voyeur's eye" is still in the villa.

Where will he be?

Since he could clearly say that Wu Hao was killing people in the bedroom, it meant that he witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, that is, he was also in this bedroom at that time.

A chill suddenly popped up in my back, and if it was true, wasn't my every move in the bedroom all his eyes?

Be sure to find him. When I think about it, I'm full of energy. The whole bedroom had just been cleaned, the wardrobe was open every day and there was no way to hide anywhere else. The only place he can hide is... Inside the walls.

I held the fruit knife upside down and carefully tapped every inch of the wall with the hilt, and since there was enough space behind the wall to hold a person, the sound of the knocking would always be different.

But I knocked on the four walls of the bedroom and didn't notice where the sound was different.

At present, there are not many places in this room where people can be hidden, but why...

I began to reminisce about text messages with the Voyeur's Eye. From the time he said that he broke my relationship with Liao Ying, to the end when he asked me for help... Wait, if Liao Ying really died in the bedroom, it should be close to the bedroom door, the whole bedroom can see both the bed and the position where Liao Ying fell, only behind the locker... and a dressing mirror opposite the locker.

The dressing mirror is the only place I skip without tapping.

I walked over to the mirror and lightly touched the mirror with my fingers, without any gap between my true and false fingertips.

This is a double-sided mirror, and it seems that there is a lot of success behind the mirror.

Next, I had to hurry up and figure out how to open this mirror.

I looked around the mirror and slapped and punched on it, but the mirror and the wall behind it didn't move. And there are no other gaps in the wall except for the gap at the bottom that cannot be found if you do not look closely.

If the gap indicates that this is a dark door, how should the dark door be opened? I stared in the dressing mirror, and in the mirror I was disorganized and disorganized, and no matter from which angle I looked at it, there was no image to speak of.

Damn, I'm a supermodel! A strong sense of humiliation suddenly appeared in my head, and I couldn't help but punch the closet next to me.

wardrobe...... Wait, when I was cleaning just now, I felt that the position was not right, as if I had moved a short distance in the direction of the dressing mirror.

With the mentality of trying it out, I pushed the closet open about half a meter, and there were two sockets side by side near the ground, and I carefully recalled that this pair of sockets could be seen when I moved in, and it was really blocked, and it was also on the day I received a message that my husband was killing. So it is likely that Wu Hao pushed the wardrobe to block it, why did he do it?

The answer is simple. I squatted down and pried open the socket lid near the dressing mirror.

Side-by-side sockets are rare, not to mention two identical sockets, and surely one of them has other uses.

The inside of the socket near the dressing mirror is the same as a normal socket, but through the winding wires, I see a gap in the near-bottom end of the right side.

I slipped my finger into the gap in the socket, and with a little effort, the seemingly airtight wall was pushed away by me a short distance.

...... Didn't the man who designed the villa tell me there's a secret door here?

I pulled the protruding part of the wall outward, and the secret door opened slowly before my eyes, and a man with bound hands and feet and his mouth sealed by strong tape fell on the ground with a chair behind him, full of food debris. In the small space he was in, there was even a half-person-high refrigerator, and the power supply of the refrigerator was connected to the wire extending from another normal socket.

Although the man was too hungry to be human, I still recognized him as Liang Kewei, the architect who designed the villa.

"Finally found you, Peeping Eye." I waved at him with a sunny smile on my face.

I look forward to being saved all the time, but at this moment, I just want the secret door to never open.

When the dark door opened to the maximum, and the real world appeared before my eyes without reservation, I had to open my eyes and feel the light and temperature that had been missing for a long time.

Zhou Yanni stood in front of me. She waved at me, and her smile was as good as it was on TV.

But my eyes didn't stop on her. Behind her, there was something more interesting.

Wu Hao's body lay in the position where Liao Ying swallowed his last breath.

Not long ago, I watched the whole process of Zhou Yanni killing Wu Hao.

When she took out the photo and the opal and pointed to the dents on the trophy and questioned Wu Hao, I had a hunch that the whole thing would be completely out of control.

Wu Hao admitted that he had smashed Liao Ying to death with a trophy and hid it in a place that "absolutely no one would have thought of".

At this point, I finally understood what was extra in the Chamber of Secrets.

Wu Hao suddenly changed his face, and he tearfully stated to Zhou Yanni how much he loved her, how much he wanted her to really live with himself, and killing Liao Ying was only part of his proof of love.

The two hugged each other, but the story had not yet ended - Zhou Yanni's eyes were as cold as ice.

Sure enough, when Wu Hao turned around, she grabbed the trophy on the shelf.

In my eyes, Zhou Yanni, who was covered in blood, coincided with Wu Hao, who was also covered in blood a few days ago. I swallowed and secretly prayed that the last two text messages had not been sent successfully.

I watched Zhou Yanni slowly wipe away the blood that had splashed on the closet, watched her clean the entire bedroom, and watched her stand in front of the dressing mirror, agonizing over how to deal with Wu Hao.

Unintentionally entering a villa vault, he was curious to hide inside and peek, but witnessed two murders

Then I heard her phone ring with a text message tone.

Then, I watched her find and open the secret door step by step.

She giggled at me as if she were watching a perfect comedy. I knew what she was thinking and what lay next in my destiny. But I could only smile in the direction she was, but then I remembered that there was still tape on my mouth.

Zhou Yanni ignored my reaction and dragged Wu Hao's body into the secret room.

She picked up my phone and closed the secret door without turning her head, and outside the dark door, like Wu Hao, she used the wardrobe to block the opening mechanism.

Who on earth says that tragedies often begin with comedy? Lying in the dark chamber, I pondered the source of the words. (Original title: "Peeping Eyes")

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