The red candle in the golden candlestick is burning brightly, reflecting the ambiguous red color in the restaurant.
Mrs. Smith, who had changed her clothes and put on light makeup, walked in gracefully. Her face was already flushed due to drinking before, but now it looked even more charming and charming under the candlelight.
This "Smith"'s eyes almost popped out of his head. He quickly stepped forward, helped Jane sit down attentively, and then poured her a glass of red wine.
Jian rolled her eyes at him charmingly: "I already drank a lot in the restaurant, and now you let me drink again, what do you want to do?"
"Smith" rubbed his hands with a little excitement: "It's nothing, let's celebrate."
"We are an old married couple, what is there to celebrate?"
"Celebrating our true candid meeting tonight"
Smith said with a double entendre.
Jane naturally understood, glared at "Smith", picked up the wine glass: "Cheers"
"Smith" quickly raised his glass: "Cheers"
Jane put the wine glass to her mouth and was about to drink it when she suddenly remembered something and asked with a frown: "Where did you pack the steak?"
Seeing Jane put down her wine glass, a trace of disappointment flashed in "Smith's" eyes, and he smiled and said, "The Michelin restaurant closest to our house."
Jane shook her head and said, "How many times have I told you that that restaurant is not authentic? To eat steak, you have to go to the barbecue restaurant on Thirteenth Avenue."
"Smith" smiled a little embarrassedly: "Isn't this a convenient way?"
Jane also laughed, stood up, picked up the red wine, walked to Smith, and said with a sweet smile: "Whatever you say tonight, it's my turn to pour you a glass of wine."
"Let's have a drink first. It's not too late for you to pour the wine."
"Smith" smiled dryly.
"Yeah, look at me, I'm drunk."
Jane patted her forehead lightly and put the red wine on the table casually. Whether intentionally or not, she placed it too far to the side, and as soon as she let go, the red wine fell from the table.
"Smith" shouted and hurriedly reached out to reach it, but how could he catch it at such a fast speed? He could only watch the bottle fall to the carpet.
Scarlet liquid flowed from the wine bottle and soaked the white carpet, like blood spreading.
"smith": ""
simple:""
The two people looked at each other, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. But after a while, they both stood up at the same time and walked to other rooms.
"I'll get a rag"
"I'll get the mop"
Jane quickly rushed to the second floor, closed the bedroom door, leaned on the door, and stared blankly at the window.
Who was that man just now
Although they have exactly the same appearance, accent, and habits, the feeling and the medicine in the red wine
He is definitely not her husband
Jane gritted her teeth, opened her closet, threw out the pile of clothes, opened the hidden compartment on the lower floor, and pulled out a shotgun.
At the same time, "Smith" downstairs was opening a secret compartment hidden behind the portrait and taking out the pistol hidden inside according to his copied memory. Load the magazine, screw on the silencer, then load the gun and open the safety, and then carefully search other rooms.
"Honey, where are you?"
"Smith" his eyes flashed fiercely, he walked forward cautiously and shouted calmly.
Through the copied memories, he knew that Jane was no ordinary woman, but he did not expect that Jane could see through his disguise.
Ever since he mastered the ability to transform, no woman has ever been able to see through him in such a short period of time.
This woman is so interesting and awesome.
"Smith" no, you can call it a shape-shifter now. Its tongue greedily licked the corners of its mouth, and its desire for Jane became even stronger.
Walk through the main living room, through the hallway, and finally to the stairwell next to the dining room. The shapeshifter was just about to poke his head over to take a look, but suddenly his heart moved. He picked up a small mirror next to him and carefully stretched it over to check.
As a result, he clearly saw Jane squatting on the stairs in the mirror, holding a huge shotgun in her hand.
"Fake"
The shapeshifter turned around and ran away, only to hear the sound of "boom boom" gunfire, and holes the size of bowls were blasted out of the walls by powerful shotguns.
"Damn it, Jane, what are you doing?"
While escaping, the shapeshifter also tried to confuse Mrs. Smith.
"Go to hell, tell me, who are you and where is my husband?"
Jane yelled while chasing.
"I am Smith, and I am your husband."
"Fake Squid"
The shapeshifter's reply was met with even greater fire.
Fortunately, the villa where Mr. and Mrs. Smith lived was large, so the shape-shifter just bent down and spun around a few times, and escaped from Jane's pursuit.
Seeing that the trace of the shapeshifter was lost, Jane gritted her teeth and quickly reloaded the shotgun. After a short confrontation, she had already realized that this impostor was far inferior to the real Smith in terms of reflexes and marksmanship.
But this guy is extremely cunning. He dares to hide and seek in his own home, and he also has incredible disguise ability. He must not take it lightly.
With a "pop" sound, the lights suddenly went out.
Jane reached out and pressed the switch a few times. When there was no response, she guessed that it was the impostor and cut off the main line of the villa.
Jane became more cautious. In order to prevent herself from making any noise when walking, she simply walked forward slowly on the floor with bare feet.
In the villa shrouded in darkness, Jane and the shapeshifter were like two experienced hunters, both sneaking quietly in the darkness, looking for each other's weaknesses, intending to kill them with one blow.
But the shapeshifter moved in the dark much more easily than Jane. Its eyes were emitting a faint white light in the darkness.
It soon discovered Jane's traces, but considering the shotgun in the opponent's hand, and before he had enjoyed it, he didn't want to kill her yet.
So the shapeshifter picked up a decorative porcelain bottle lid on the cupboard and threw it out.
"dingpa"
The crisp sound of the porcelain lid smashing to pieces echoed in the villa.
Jian frowned slightly, suddenly turned the muzzle of his gun, and fired at the person who made the sound.
A large hole was immediately opened in the wall next to the shape-shifting monster, and the gun flew almost close to its scalp. The shape-shifting monster was so frightened that it fell to the ground.
"This cunning woman"
At this moment, the shapeshifter felt that the clothes on his back were soaked. If the muzzle of Jian's gun had just dropped one inch, his Tianling Cap would have been blown away.
Even though he was a monster, if he was shot in the head, he would still be dead.
The shape-shifter clung to the floor, and when he heard that there was no follow-up shot, his eyes rolled rapidly, and he opened his mouth and let out a painful groan: "Jane, help me, help me."
Listening to the voice that was exactly the same as her husband's, Jane's heart felt like a knife. Although her reason told her that the other person was an impostor, as a woman, feelings always trump reason.
"Damn bastard, say, where is my husband?"
Jane came over with a gun in hand, but when she walked around the corner, there was no one on the floor. She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered something. Just as she was about to raise her gun, the shapeshifter jumped down from the ceiling and kicked Jane out hard.
Jane groaned, flew five or six meters in the air, and directly knocked open the kitchen door. His eyes were black, his chest was burning, and he didn't know where the shotgun had flown.
The shapeshifter's kick nearly broke her ribs.
However, Jane still gritted her teeth and insisted on standing up. She casually pulled out a Western-style kitchen knife and pointed it at the shapeshifter that slowly walked in.
"I like playing with knives"
The shape-shifter smiled ferociously, and also pulled out a sharp dagger, flying flexibly on his fingertips: "Don't worry, little baby, I will use this knife to peel off your skin bit by bit in a moment. "