At No. 4 West Forest Street.
When Nina arrived at the villa, it was seven o'clock in the morning.
Today, it was foggy outside. Nina seemed to find a way in the fog. She passed through the small garden and arriving at the door of the hall.
Tom was waiting for her there. He trotted to Nina and followed her inside. At the same time, he said, "Ms. Nina, when we just finished our work this morning, we happened to pass by here. We found that the light in the hall was always on, so we knocked on the door. Unexpectedly, when we pushed the door open, the aunt of the leader was dead, and the blood was dry. There were a will and two letters on the tea table. She died peacefully. I think she committed suicide. The time of her death is last night. I don't know the specific time. "
"Because...... The leader doesn't think she is committing suicide. He ordered me not to destroy the scene. "
Nina listened carefully to Tom's description, but her head was buzzing. She was in a mess and could not find anything useful information.
Faster, faster.
Nina quickened her pace. As soon as she stepped into the living room, she felt a chill all over her body. The temperature inside seemed to be lower than outside.
She smelled was the smell of blood in the air, mixed with the smell of burning wool carpet, which was a little heavy.
According to Tom's speculation, the time of death was last night, and the smell should have dissipated.
Therefore, Nina immediately saw that the whole hall was like a closed space. The curtains were closed, and the windows were closed. Except for the door that had just been opened, there was almost no fresh air flowing in it.
"Ms. Nina, leader is over there." Tom said in a low voice, afraid of disturbing the man kneeling on the ground like a walking corpse. His eyes flashed with tears. "It's the first time I have seen him so sad."
Nina turned to look towards sofa.
Kristina was still wearing the clothes of yesterday.
She leaned against the sofa with her eyes closed. Her face was pale and bloodless. One of her hands held the fruit knife on her belly, and the other hand hung on the edge of the sofa. The blood stained her belly and flowed to the ground along her legs and feet.
Aunt Kristina was dead......
With her eyes wide open, Nina trembled and sobbed in a low voice. She raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose, staring at Kristina motionlessly. Nina's tears rolled, wetting her fingertips, and the coldness went straight to the bottom of her heart.
Her aunt, who had been sitting next to her safe and sound yesterday, became a cold corpse today.
This was a big blow to Nina. She lost her balance and staggered back. Tom quickly supported her.
"Ms. Nina, don't let anything happen to you, or our leader will..." Tom wanted to say something, but stopped on a second thought. His eyes were red. "Our leader has been kneeling there for half an hour. I want Ms. Nina to come over and comfort him. In half an hour, he didn't say anything, nor did he shed any tears. He has been kneeling there all the time. I'm really afraid of something bad happening to my leader."
Nina looked at Noah.
The tall and thin shown a lonely back. He lowered his head slightly as if he was unwilling to accept the fact.
Noah knelt there, motionless, as if his limbs were locked by an iron chain.
The surrounding air seemed to have frozen, freezing all the nerves of Noah, and even his soul.
Noah knew that his aunt was dead. The news was like a magic spell, enveloping his mind and whole body. Pain and fear were like two devils running out of the abyss, suppressing him there. He didn't have any feeling even if his knees were sore and his legs were numb.
For a moment, all the memories related to his aunt in his mind turned into the last scene that his aunt waved goodbye to him.
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