Because it was raining outside, Feng Jin didn't go outside and only walked around the villa.
"Mr. Feng, what's wrong?" Seeing Feng Jin's gloomy appearance, the old man felt a drum in his heart.
The light was too dark last night, and he didn't look at the young man carefully, he just thought he was a good-looking man with a relatively indifferent temperament.
But this morning, he was shocked to realize that this young man didn't seem to be a kind person, and he didn't know if it was right for him to come here.
"Have any of you disappeared recently?" Feng Jin glared at Shi Sheng who was standing behind the old man, not knowing what to do.
"No." The old man replied quickly, "There are only a few people in the villa, looking up and seeing them, no one is missing, what does Mr. Feng ask this for?"
The old man looked at Feng Jin strangely, what does Mr.'s illness have to do with anyone missing
"You ask him if anyone has left." Shi Sheng reminded Feng Jin from behind.
Feng Jin stared at her without a trace, "Did anyone leave the villa after Zimmer fell ill?"
The old man sighed, "Why not, everyone was scared when something like this happened, and a total of four people left."
At the end, the old man added, "The last person to leave was yesterday morning."
Feng Jin nodded, "Tell the servants not to come out at night, no matter what they hear."
The next few words Feng Jin increased the volume.
The old man nodded in understanding, and asked about Zimmer's situation before leaving to make arrangements.
"Is there any help for Zimmer?" She looked at the man who would not live long.
Feng Jin was silent for a while before saying, "Yes."
Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows.
"That... can you see her too?" An Su stood behind a pillar, only showing half of her body.
Feng Jin knew An Su, and he knew all those who were related to Nalan Ying.
He ignored her and went upstairs directly, Shi Sheng floated up with him, An Su stood there and touched his nose awkwardly.
I don't know why she always thinks that female ghost is a little cute...
It's not that she looks cute, but her personality is cute. Of course, she is also very good-looking.
The man didn't see it, but she saw it. Before, she stood behind the housekeeper and drew a bastard on his back.
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At noon, Shi Sheng saw the woman last night.
Dressed very dignifiedly, sitting at the table to eat, An Su sat on her right hand and talked to her.
The woman's voice was soft and gentle, very gentle, not like the woman who screamed and collapsed last night.
When Shi Sheng floated across from them, An Su's face changed when she saw her.
"I've been here all the time recently, and no one talks to me. Thanks to this rain, Miss An can accompany me here to relieve my boredom... Miss An? Why is your face so ugly all of a sudden? Is there any discomfort?"
An Su recovered and shook his head hastily, "It's okay, maybe it's a little cold."
The woman looked outside and nodded in agreement, "It's a little cold, and I still have some new clothes that I haven't worn. Miss An will take it if she doesn't mind."
"How can you dislike it..." An Su looked at Shi Sheng from the corner of his eye while talking to the woman.
She watched Shi Sheng reach out and stand up the fork on the table.
She blinked hard at her, but Shi Sheng didn't seem to see it, and moved the fork in the direction of the woman.
As soon as the woman looked back, she saw a fork moving out of thin air on the table.
"Ah!" The woman stood up suddenly, the chair overturned on the ground, and she stepped back in horror, "Don't look for me, it's not me... it's not me... "
"Mrs. Qi." An Su called out.
The woman seemed to be frightened, she turned her head and ran upstairs, and the servants who came hurried to catch up.
"Miss An, what happened?" The old man asked An Su with a good attitude, but he had doubts in his eyes.
An Su looked at Shi Sheng subconsciously, Shi Sheng was still sitting in the previous position, but he had put his fork down.
"Miss An?" The old man followed An Su's line of sight, and the place was empty and nothing.
"Just now... I was chatting with Mrs. Qi. I didn't know what Mrs. Qi saw, and she suddenly screamed."
An Su concealed Shi Sheng's frightening of Mrs. Qi. Although she did not know why she did it, she felt that she did not want to harm Mrs. Qi.
When the old man appeased An Su a few words, he chased him upstairs before Shi Sheng got up. When passing by An Su, he left a sentence, "Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."
An Su wanted to say something back to her, isn't she a ghost
Mrs. Qi didn't offend her either. What was she doing to scare people
But Ansu didn't have the guts to ask.
She went upstairs alone, and Shi Sheng's words kept echoing in her mind.
Entering the room, she suddenly felt a chill behind her, the chill ran up her scalp from her back, her hair stood on end, and she shivered involuntarily.
The surroundings were terribly quiet, and she seemed to be isolated into another space.
There seems to be a pair of cold hands moving up slowly behind the back, the back, the shoulders, the neck...
"Nalan Ying, stop playing." An Su thought it was Nalan Ying.
No one responded to her, and her neck was pinched by icy hands.
Not Nalan Shadow!
These five words flashed in An Su's mind, but it was too late. Her neck was violently pinched, blocking the air from entering her lungs, and her back was against a hard object as cold as ice.
"Ugh..." An Su struggled violently, but the man behind her was so energetic that she couldn't break free at all.
An Su was extremely cold, the pain caused by suffocation, bloodshot eyes, and blurred vision.
"Feng Jin... I don't want to eat this..."
An Su dazedly heard Shi Sheng's voice, and then she fainted.
When she woke up again, not only Shi Sheng was there, but also the housekeeper and the man called Feng Jin.
"Miss An is awake?" The old man quickly handed a glass of water and asked with a little doubt, "Why is Miss An so dizzy in the room?"
"I..." An Su opened her mouth, looked at Shi Sheng who was floating at the end of her bed, and murmured, "I may have encountered a ghost."
The one who strangled her was definitely a ghost.
But she was sure that it wasn't the female ghost floating across from her at this time, that ghost... had a very strange smell.
The old man's face changed in an instant, and his tone became serious, "Miss An, don't talk nonsense, where are the ghosts here?"
"Uncle Steward, to be honest, I have yin and yang eyes, so I can see ghosts." An Su smiled bitterly, if she could, she didn't want this ability.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If she can't see anything, how can she be like now, worrying all day, for fear that when she turns around, she will see a ghost standing behind her.
The old man didn't know if he was shocked by the news, or what, Zongziai looked at An Su from there, and didn't respond for a while.
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