How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

Janet was woken up in the middle of the night.

What woke her up was the woman's sharp screams and cries for help, and at the same time there was the crackling sound of things falling over. After she was awakened, she subconsciously looked to her side. Louise was lying beside her safe and sound, with only a frown on her face. He frowned slightly, as if he was disturbed by the sound to fall asleep.

Janet's heart tightened, she didn't care about anything else, she put on a dress and opened the door, and saw the bright living room.

The door of the nanny's room was wide open, the woman's face was pale, and she was paralyzed in the corner in fright. The room was in a mess, and there was a person standing at the door.

It's Sydelle.

Sidelle was still wearing a light pink nightdress, looking at Janet with a confused face, her slender body stood under the light, casting a slanting shadow.

She put her hands behind her back, her blond hair lay beside her ears, and she looked over with her blue eyes: "I don't know what happened, but I just got up to take a look when I heard a lot of movement here."

The little girl bit her lip, her expression seemed to be terrified.

"This nanny..." Sidelle said, "She seems to have gone crazy suddenly, I don't know if it's—"

She hesitated for a moment: "What kind of mental illness."

After saying the words, Sidelle suddenly felt that these words were a bit familiar, and she suddenly remembered that this scene was a bit like a few years ago.

She took her parents to watch the night Esther went crazy.

The difference is that this time it was not Annabelle who tortured the nanny, but...

The old woman in the photo is long dead.

Sydel glanced past Janet inadvertently, and glanced at the locked room next to the bathroom.

Now the lock has been broken, and the lock falls to the ground.

——Of course it wasn't Sydelle who smashed it, but something was luring her in.

There is nothing in the room inside the door, only the wall facing the door.

There are seven neat photo frames hanging.

The six photo frames in front have been stuffed with photos of six different women.

Only the seventh photo frame is still blank.

If there are no mistakes, the one that was inserted as a photo tonight should be——

The nanny who is now collapsing in the room and collapsed on the floor.

I don't know what she saw.

Probably the ghost of the old woman...?

Sidelle's uncertain guess.

The figure she saw floating next to the bathroom when she opened the door was also the woman who died in a car accident.

That is Janet's mother.

As for why the old lady didn't go to the cemetery to rest in peace, but wandered around this home to do such things, and even led Sidel to discover the truth, Sidel could probably understand the scars on the old man Craigie's body.

... This nanny is really a scumbag.

She thought to herself, when Janet wanted to pinch her nose to check the situation of the nanny under the pile of filthy liquid, she silently reminded: "Aunt Janet, Grandpa Craigie seems to be scared too, I just heard the babysitter in his room There is a lot of movement in the room, do you want to go and have a look? Let me call the nanny first."

Hearing this, Janet was really taken aback, and then ran to Craigie's bedroom.

Sidelle looked coldly at the comatose nanny in the room, with a look of tiredness and boredom in her eyes.

She took out her mobile phone, and the first thing she called was not emergency, but the police.

I hope that after waking up, the nanny can honestly explain the whereabouts of the property stolen from Craigie's house, and confess the abuse of the old man's physical and mental state.

Sidelle has always been merciless towards scumbags.

Although no conclusive evidence has been found yet, as Sidelle expected, Janet's face became stern after she came out of Craigie's room and had intimate contact with the old man.

Sidelle and Louise were stuffed into the car overnight by Janet. At the same time, she sent Craigie to the hospital first, and the nanny went to the police station for questioning and investigation.

The next day, she learned about the follow-up Sidelle from Janet, and heard that the nanny's expression and movements became slow after waking up, and her words were inconsistent. The police found evidence from the house that the nanny was pretending to be stupid. evasion of accountability conclusions.

So the nanny is still on trial.

Sidelle: "..."

She thought of the neatly placed paintings on the wall.

It turned out that the old woman still did not spare the nanny.

Probably the nanny won't have the chance to wake up again, and the seventh photo frame still has a new photo after all.

But... seven nannies in a row are all such villains, and Mr. Craigie is also very unlucky.

So far, the matter has been resolved.

The only one who has not recovered is probably Janet. She is still in a state of shock and guilt. She even put her work on hold and went to the hospital to take care of Craigie every two days.

On the second day after returning from Craigie's house, Sidelle also received an anonymous text message on her mobile phone.

The sender was unknown, and Sidelle had no memory of that number.

On the screen, the content of black characters on a white background is impressive.

【Do not come. 】

After receiving the news, Sidelle fell into deep thought. She remembered that Margo's home was in the Muskrat Farm... There were large grasslands, barns and houses there.

Sidelle calmly opened the map software and started searching for routes.

Janet had just returned from tending Craigie while Sidelle searched the muskrat farm.

She unconsciously glanced at what was on Sidelle's phone, leaned over and took a second look: "Are you going to Vijay's house?"

Sidelle: "Aunt Janet, do you know Vijay's house?"

The more she heard this surname, the more familiar it became, but she couldn't remember where else she had impressions other than her roommate's name being Margo Vijay.

Seeing that Janet seemed to know something, Sidelle couldn't help asking.

Janet: "Yes."

She seemed to recall some bad memories, and frowned slightly: "Old Vijay is a true vampire, and Vijay's family is rich because of him. He seems to be in the formal meat processing industry, but in fact... Hmm, hard to say."

"You can also understand it as a nouveau riche who used money to hook up with power and become ecstatic."

She shrugged: "The money in their family is dripping with the blood of ordinary workers."

Sidelle understood.

Janet remembered something, and then said: "However, the old Vijay's son has been doing well in recent years. Although he has not changed the status quo of his own business, he has done a lot of charity."

"Xinban Daily named him a philanthropist a few months ago. It is said that he has been investing in charities related to children and building infrastructure for various orphanages and schools."

Sidelle's heart moved slightly, and she suddenly remembered something.

She quickly searched for Vijay's family on her mobile phone, and then saw the old Vijay's son who Janet said had a good reputation recently.

The man in the photo is well-dressed and has a kind smile. He is surrounded by a group of thin children. He hugs them with his arms around him, showing a look of tolerance.

Sidelle stared at the characters on the phone, and the memory of a few years ago quietly emerged.

It was probably because Hannibal made such a deep impression on Sidelle that she incidentally remembered this man who had only met once and would not have been impressed at all.

Mason Vijay.

Sidelle tried hard, trying to recall Mason's appearance five years ago, but she could only bring up a cold and damp discomfort in her heart.

She gave up resolutely, turned around and put down her phone, ready to pack up and go out.

——Today is not the fifth day agreed with Margo.

However, that message was sent, to Sidelle, it was undoubtedly a distress signal from Margot.

...Why resist others from going to her house?

【Do not come. 】

【help me. 】

The Muskrat Farm is huge, according to Janet, because it has a charter issued by the Ministry of the Interior.

Before Sydel left, she specifically explained to Janet——

If she doesn't come back by nine o'clock tonight, remember to call the police and find someone at the Muskrat Farm.

After everything was settled, Sidelle got in the car and headed to the Muskrat Farm alone.

The speed of the car was fast, and it soon arrived at the entrance of the villa. It was a gate locked with iron chains and padlocks. On both sides were long fences surrounding the forest. I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but Sidelle felt that there was a gloomy feeling here. Heaviness.

There are towering trees nearby, but there is not even a telephone booth. The driver turned his head to look at Sidelle, and Sidelle signaled him to continue driving inside.

After another two miles, we reached the main gate.

Sydel was stopped here.

The guard in uniform had a swollen face. He picked up the clipboard and looked at it, then looked at Sidelle, "Who are you? Do you have an appointment?"

Of course there is no appointment.

But Sidelle didn't answer the question, but put it another way.

Sidelle leaned forward: "I'm here to visit Miss Vijay, she invited me to come here to play before, can I give her a call?"

The guard was startled, showing a suspicious look.

He glanced at Sidelle twice: "Miss Vijay has something to do, so I can't just answer calls from outsiders."

"But I can give Mr. Vijay a call, I hope you are not lying, little girl."

He muttered a few words and turned the phone in the guard room.

The phone was connected and hung up quickly. The guard said to Sidelle, "Mr. Vijay is already on his way."

Sidelle raised her eyebrows in surprise, and suddenly realized the strangeness in her heart.

It's fine if Margot can't answer the phone, why did Mason come to greet her without even asking her name?

Does Mason remember her...?

The man came very quickly. Sidelle got out of the car and sat in the guard's room for a few minutes before seeing Mason rushing through the glass window.

Perhaps it was because he was walking too quickly, the skin on his neck was reddish, fine beads of sweat covered his face, his nose fluttered, but the curly black hair was softly attached to his cheeks.

Mason had a strange smile on his face, and his eyes shone slightly when he saw Sidelle.

"Sydelle, hello—"

The man bowed slightly, and saluted Sidelle as a gentleman. He was a little excited at the beginning of his speech, but gradually calmed down.

"Do you remember me? We met five years ago."

Mason smiled and said that Sidelle watched this man coldly. Although she couldn't remember what he was like five years ago, he must have changed a lot in the past five years.

"I saw you when I was treated by my psychiatrist." Mason said with a smile: "I left your mother's contact information at the time, but unfortunately you didn't come to visit me later. The doctor refused to tell me your Identity, address, contact information..."

"However, fortunately, I finally found you again." He said in an admiring tone, "You are really more and more beautiful, just like Pandora in Greek mythology."

Sidelle: "..."

She looked at Mason who seemed to want to praise her beauty, and the brows twitched unconsciously.

...It's better not to tell him that Pandora is the one who brings disaster and bad luck to the world.

It's terrible to be uneducated.

It's just... would a grown man praise a young girl for her feminine beauty?

Sidelle narrowed her blue pupils, and cast her cold eyes on the ground.

She cannot bring disaster and bad luck to the world, but it is probably not difficult to bring disaster and bad luck to the scum she meets.

Sidelle thought faintly, only feeling that the crowbar that didn't exist in her hand was ready to move.