readsfreenovel Chapter 163 Shocking 2
Chapter 163 Shocking 2
She herself felt that the air pollution in the city was serious and she didn't like living in an apartment building, so John spent a lot of money to buy this villa in the New Territories.
The villa area here is not yet completed; only Nancy's family has moved in.
The entire neighborhood was deserted; there wasn't a soul in sight at night.
Nancy touched her skin, which had been exposed to the wind, and got goosebumps.
"Never mind, I'll go take a hot shower to warm myself up!"
Nancy slipped into the bathroom in her slippers.
The bathroom was extremely luxuriously decorated, with Mona Lisa floor tiles, Alexander's bathtub, Heath Ledger's faucets, Napoleon's toilet, and Elizabethan's curtains.
The bathroom alone is over 30 square meters, and it cost a full 300 million yuan to renovate it.
However, Nancy's husband is worth billions, so a mere 300 million is just a drop in the ocean.
"Oh my god, is this really me?"
Nancy stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror.
A woman of unparalleled beauty appeared in the mirror.
Her eyebrows and eyes were filled with an irresistible charm, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, exuding ultimate beauty and allure.
Her supple waist and long, shapely legs were simply perfect.
In her early twenties, her skin was fair, smooth, and delicate.
Especially her small, deep-set navel, which is very soft and cute, and the surrounding skin is as white as snow.
"Her natural beauty is hard to conceal, but alas, she can only spend her empty chambers alone!"
Nancy lamented her tragic fate while admiring her stunning beauty.
The bathtub was already full of water.
The woman raised her jade-like legs and slowly dipped them into the water.
Nancy sat down in the bathtub, holding onto the edge, and was enveloped in warm water.
At this moment.
A man wearing a white raincoat broke into the villa.
The man in the white raincoat actually took out a key and opened the villa door.
The Pomeranian, who was taking a nap on the sofa, heard the noise and thought that its male owner had returned. It immediately wagged its tail and ran over.
But when he looked up, he realized that the man in the white raincoat was not John at all, but a complete stranger.
The Pomeranian took a step back and barked at the man in the white raincoat, "Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"
The man in the white raincoat pulled out a gleaming dagger from somewhere.
The light of the knife flashed.
The Pomeranian's throat was slit, and blood dripped onto the ground.
The man in the white raincoat walked to the bottom of the stairs and climbed the steps.
When I opened the door to the master bedroom, it was empty.
However, a soft and cheerful humming came from the master bedroom's bathroom.
The man in the white raincoat walked over and touched the doorknob with his hand, which was covered in plastic gloves.
Ring ring! Ring ring! Ring ring!
A sudden phone call startled the man in the white raincoat, who quickly hid behind the door.
The ringtone went off loudly.
A fair and delicate hand emerged from the bathroom and answered the phone: "Hello, Mommy, I'm fine. The doctor said I have irregular periods. I'm taking a shower right now, so I can't talk to you anymore. Bye."
Nancy came out of the bathroom, wearing a bath towel.
Upon entering the bedroom, I chose a light pink silk long nightgown.
Just as she was admiring her post-bath allure in front of the vanity mirror, the doorbell rang downstairs.
Ding Dong!Ding Dong!
Nancy excitedly threw off her bathrobe and ran barefoot downstairs: "My husband's home!"
Open the door.
But a strange man was standing at the door.
Ah!
Nancy screamed and slammed the door shut.
"Excuse me, could you please open the door? I'm a police officer!"
The man outside knocked on the door.
Nancy, wearing a nightgown, asked somewhat awkwardly, "What's wrong?"
The man showed his ID and said, "I saw a car parked in front of your house. The car was running, but there was no one inside. It's dark all around here except for this light, so I came to see if it belongs to you."
Nancy said somewhat awkwardly, "Then I'll go take a look."
The two people walked to the door.
A red Porsche sports car was parked outside, the door was open, and the headlights were on, but there was no one inside.
Nancy bent down and picked up a gray coat from the driver's seat: "This car belongs to my husband."
The officer asked, "Hasn't he returned?"
Nancy said, "I was waiting for him to come back. He told me he had to drink with guests today. Oh no, I don't know if something bad will happen."
"Want to go for drinks?"
The officer leaned over the car and examined it for a while before saying, "He might have drunk too much and went into the woods to vomit. I think you should park the car and I'll go look for him in the woods."
The officer wasn't wearing a police uniform, but he had a handsome appearance that inspired trust.
Nancy said gratefully, "Thank you."
Park the car in the yard.
The officer who had just left pushed open the door and entered: "The woods are so big and dark, we can't see anything at all. It seems we'll have to ask a colleague for help."
Nancy pointed to the house and said, "Then go inside and make a call."
Nancy led the policeman into the house. The policeman picked up the phone in the living room and dialed a number: "Headquarters, this is 7413. I am currently at Cloud Sky Villa in Fanling."
The officer turned and called out, "Hey, what number is this?"
"Number 10." Nancy brought over a glass of water and handed it to the officer.
The officer continued, "This is number 10. Someone is missing. Please send people to search immediately. Over!"
The officer took the water glass and said, "Thank you, a colleague will be here to help soon."
The air was silent for a while.
The officer looked at the beautiful Nancy and asked, "Did you just move in?"
Nancy nodded and said, "Yes, today is the second day."
Suddenly, the man pointed to the phone on the table and said, "I don't have my cell phone with me. Can I borrow it? I need to call my wife."
“Please go ahead,” Nancy said.
The man picked up the phone, dialed a number, and said, "Hey, honey, I'm working the night shift tonight. You go to sleep first, okay? I miss you too. OK, I got it."
Hearing the officer and his wife's tender conversation, Nancy smiled with a contented smile.
Because she and her husband John were also very affectionate when they first got married.
Surprisingly, this policeman, who looks quite old, still has such a good relationship with his wife.
Nancy had already mentally labeled the policeman as a wife-loving man.
Generally speaking, people who love their wives are not bad people.
Nancy stopped listening to the couple's mushy talk because she realized her beloved Pomeranian was missing. She assumed it had run upstairs and called out twice towards the stairwell, "BOBO, BOBO!"
Upstairs was quiet, without any reaction.
Feeling bad about leaving the errand boy alone in the living room, Nancy went back and sat on the sofa.
"What?! What did you say?!"
The officer's voice suddenly grew louder, startling Nancy, who had just sat down on the sofa, so much so that she jumped up, thinking something serious had happened.
The policeman yelled into the phone, "You want caviar instead of rice noodle rolls? You think you can just eat whatever that foreigner tells you to eat? Shut up, I don't have time for you!"
The officer suddenly stood up, waving his arm forcefully in the air. "You need to understand my job! You have no consideration for me at all. Do you think I don't want to go home and be with you right away? Stop talking! I don't believe you anymore! Go to hell!"
After saying that, the officer slammed the microphone back down.
The officer plopped down on the sofa, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Nancy was also startled, looking at the officer with suspicion and uncertainty.
She couldn't understand how he could be whispering sweet nothings to his wife just moments ago, and then suddenly act like she was his father's killer.
The man held the phone with one hand, and it took him a long time to calm down.
Nancy lifted her nightgown and sat uneasily at the other end of the sofa, far away from the police.
From the perspective of a professional psychologist, Nancy could tell that something seemed off about the man.
The officer covered his face and rubbed it vigorously. "I'm sorry, I often argue with her. I couldn't control myself just now. Please forgive me."
talking.
The officer sat down next to Nancy, pulled a wallet out of his back pocket, and said, "I really love her."
The officer opened his wallet, revealing a photo of himself with a woman in a wedding dress, and asked, "What do you think? Isn't she beautiful?"
Nancy took it and glanced at it: "She's very pretty."
The officer said, "Her name is Diana. She was a flight attendant before she got married. Actually, she was very kind to me."
Nancy returned the wallet to the policeman and said, "Actually, you two are a good match."
The policeman took the wallet and casually stuffed it into his back pocket: "We've been married for three years. At the beginning, we were really in love, and I felt very happy."
As they were talking, the servant picked up an apple and a fruit knife from the fruit plate on the table and began to peel the apple.
“All my colleagues envied us. But then she started to stop understanding me. She complained that my work hours were irregular and that I didn’t have time for her. She was always finding excuses to argue with me, which drove me to the brink of a nervous breakdown.”
The officer became more and more excited as he spoke, and he peeled the apple faster and faster.
"He's gotten so out of line lately. He goes out drinking with shady men while I'm at work, acting like I don't exist, like I'm dead... Ugh!"
The fruit knife cut the man's hand, and the policeman cried out in pain.
Nancy looked at the officer with some fear and said urgently, "You've lost a lot of blood, I'll go get you some medicine."
Even if Nancy were slow to react, she could tell that there was something wrong with the policeman in front of her.
The messenger thanked him.
Nancy returned to her bedroom, thought it over and over, and finally picked up the phone.
She considered calling the police, but there was a police officer sitting right below her. Should she tell the dispatcher that there was a mentally unstable officer there?
Moreover, the officer has already contacted headquarters, and they should be sending someone over soon.
"Should we call that bad guy?"
For some reason, Nancy's first thought was Li Jian. She found the clothes she had worn during the day, pulled out a crumpled piece of paper, peeled it open, and revealed a phone number.
After hesitating for a long time, Nancy finally dialed the number.
The phone rang several times, but no one answered.
Nancy was already hesitant, and after ten seconds, she hung up the phone herself.
She patted her forehead and said, "Zheng Yiyun, you've really lost your mind, calling him in the middle of the night!"
Nancy shook her head, found the first-aid kit, and gracefully descended the stairs.
Downstairs living room.
Nancy carefully bandaged the officer's finger.
The two people sat very close together.
Nancy kept her head down, completely focused.
The officer's gaze involuntarily fell on Nancy.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, Nancy was still only wearing a pink nightgown that reached her knees, with a white silk top underneath.
Her slender, graceful willow-leaf eyebrows exuded a gentle charm, her delicate, slightly elongated peach blossom eyes shimmered with autumn waves, and her high, upturned nose had a distinct outline, revealing a touch of heroism amidst her softness.
Because she had just taken a shower, she wore no makeup, and her thin lips looked as delicate and luscious as flower petals.
It brushed past her snow-white neck, but the beautiful view was hidden by her pink nightgown.
However, her slender waist and curvaceous figure were faintly visible under the thin nightgown.
The exposed lower half of her calves was even whiter and more delicate.
She looks both youthful and charming, with a touch of mature woman's allure in her youth.
The officer's gaze fell on Nancy's indentation, as if his eyes were drawn to a magnet and he couldn't pull them away.
Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!
A brief doorbell rang outside.
The officer snapped out of his daze and looked away: "It's probably my colleague who's here."
Nancy immediately stood up: "I'll go open the door."
The door opens.
Ah!
Nancy cried out in surprise, because standing outside the door was not a policeman, but a strange man wearing a white raincoat whose face was obscured.
The strange man in the white raincoat was also holding a shiny dagger.
Nancy was so frightened that she stood frozen in place.
suddenly.
A dark figure darted out from behind and tackled the strange man in the white raincoat to the ground.
The policeman skillfully executed a backhand grappling move: "Don't move, I'm a policeman!"
The man in the white raincoat was pinned down by the police officers, howling in pain, "It hurts so much!"
Nancy recognized the strange man in the white raincoat at a glance: "I know him, he's an idiot!"
The officer shouted sternly, "What are you doing here?"
The strange man in the white raincoat opened his mouth wide: "I passed by the door and saw a white raincoat, white gloves and a knife. I just wanted to ask if they were yours. If not, I took them."
“I don’t have that kind of thing at home,” Nancy said, crossing her arms.
The officer shoved the strange man in the white raincoat out of the villa gate, kicking him as he did so: "Get out, and don't ever come back!"
The strange man in the white raincoat fled in a panic.
The officer bent down and picked up the dagger.
The dagger was thirty centimeters long, with a sharp blade that reflected a chilling light in the dim moonlight.
The officer looked at the frail-looking Nancy and asked, "Did I frighten you?"
Nancy crossed her arms, shook her head, and turned to go into the room.
The officer asked, "Is this knife really not yours?"
Nancy replied earnestly, "No."
The officer then asked, "Does your husband often come home this late?"
Nancy's delicate face showed a hint of grievance: "No, he only comes home so late occasionally when entertaining guests."
The living room lights were dim, draping Nancy in a thin veil.
They say you see a beautiful woman under the lamplight.
That's because the lighting is blurry, which is like putting a frosted filter on the beauty.
This conceals even the smallest flaws of a beautiful woman, leaving only her beauty.
The officer's gaze involuntarily fell on Nancy's parted lips. Her white teeth and the way she gently bit her rose-like lips made him unable to look away.