Mr Killer Next Door

"Uncle should have guessed pretty well." The index finger of his right hand tapped his knee rhythmically, and the boy rested his head on his left elbow, making it impossible to distinguish the emotion on his side face. "Or do you need some hints?"

"...you have a sister." Jiang Yu stopped fastening his seat belt, "I can't think of any reason to explain your behavior of running away from home other than her. Of course, it may also be a child's rebellious period .”

"Uncle, have you ever thought that maybe the truth is both." Qiu Shihuan still stared out of the window, "Well... For example, the sister's incident and the rebellious period came together."

Jiang Yu didn't expect that the kid who had been beating around the bush all this time would be so frank at this moment.

"How do you know—about my further knowledge of you."

"Hey? Uncle, are you underestimating me? My intuition is super accurate. Maybe I can actually read minds?" Qiu Shihuan said with a smile, "As a reward for hard work, what does Uncle want to know?"

"Your sister's business." Jiang Yu leaned forward and couldn't help but put on a standard conversation posture, "You know, usually, a child like you who lives in the desire to control will run away from home Possibilities are very limited. One, the period of rebellion has arrived, but the resistance to your father does not explain your behavior very well; two, abuse. I think the first thing that can be ruled out is this one. I have seen your body, long-term Or the short-term abuse will leave marks, but you don't even have a mosquito mass on your body. Number three, I think has the most likely explanation-death."

"Maybe so." Qiu Shihuan shrugged and listened with great interest, "Does uncle think it's 'death'?"

"You can tell me directly whether this guess is correct or not—certain actions of Crested Ibis Technology caused her death, which can explain why you are so hostile to Jin Youzhe. But what I still can't understand is that you Why keep her existence so tight-lipped. Your father's behavior is even more erratic at this point."

Qiu Shihuan didn't think about it.

"You're right. She's dead."

Jiang Yu couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Who killed it?"

Seeming to have heard some interesting joke, Qiu Shihuan sneered: "Who? No one, she committed suicide. She jumped from the 27th floor, no one needs to kill her. As long as one thought, nothing can be redeemed."

"It's not that I haven't thought about this possibility, but..."

"—Enough." Qiu Shihuan kicked his legs on the seat, he refused to continue the topic, "This is my reward for uncle, isn't it interesting?" "! Shan! And! Xi! Xi!"

The unbearable air pressure followed the Maybach slowly into the garden of the mansion, but Jiang Yu still did not give an answer other than silence.

Jiang Yu stared at the scenery outside the window in ecstasy.

"You know, little friend. Every time you evade the question, you seem to change the subject. Although you have a calm posture and a brisk tone, you are very defensive about the topic of 'sister', which only increases the possibility of my guess. "

"It's no fun talking about a dead man."

"It's really not interesting." Jiang Yu readily admitted, "Little friend, tell me yourself. It's you who hide everything from me and refuse to tell me everything, which makes me keep suspicious and keep getting closer to the truth. It seems that only Trust maintains my patience, but trust alone cannot kill curiosity."

"Uncle." Qiu Shihuan didn't look back, "There are quite a few people killed by curiosity."

The background of the striped lawn seems to be the main tone of the garden. The hibiscus flowers that are still in peak season form an open-air swimming pool in the south, and a row of deck chairs are placed beside the pool.

The proportion of the garden is quite large, and there are too many spaces used by trees.

Before the Maybach entered the garage, they were asked to get out of the car and led into the villa by the butler who had been waiting for a long time.

The butler is an old man over seventy years old, a typical Aryan old man.Hair combed meticulously, a tuxedo.

There is a brooch on the chest, which looks very kind.

"Young Master." The old man came forward, his gaze lightly on Jiang Yu, "Is this your friend?"

"Boy friend."

Qiu Shihuan corrected loudly.

The old man's face suddenly became a little ugly, and the smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, the young master is also at this age. By the way, this guest." He turned to Jiang Yu, "I heard about you from the master. Originally, the master planned to thank you personally, but he has been busy with official business recently. , he really can't get away, so I have to thank you for your care during these days."

Jiang Yu heard other meanings in his words.

"It's okay, it's not hard." He waved his hand and said with a smile, "Your young master is indeed much cuter than when we first met."

The butler didn't answer, he turned around and led the two of them all the way to the front of the villa.

The villa as a whole is black and white, and the compound design is conducive to the unevenness of the relief.

Before the smart lock recognized the iris, Jiang Yu couldn't help but stand still and looked around the garden.Even in front of the villa, there are two cameras facing the gate from different angles.

There also seemed to be a lot of hidden monitoring in the bushes.

These devices are too dense, and even some monitoring areas have overlapped.

"Such a big house, if you want to record everything clearly, it will cost a lot of money, right?"

"This is the master's request." The butler pushed open the door and said, "There was a dangerous incident before, and it took a lot of effort to settle the intruder. Since then, the master has asked for all-round monitoring of the surrounding area of ​​the house."

"It seems that the life of living in a villa is not very easy."

The living room area on the first floor is almost made of floor-to-ceiling glass, and the living room can be glimpsed from the outside.

The decoration of the living room is very simple, and the lighting is good.There is also a photo wall near the sofa. Looking from the direction of the corridor, a single-parent family without blood relationship is fixed behind the photo frame, and most of the photos near the middle are photos of father and son.Only a few places left traces of photos being taken down.

Jiang Yu stood in the spacious entrance, and the corridor leading to the stairs was straight and long.

The shoe rack on the right is made into a wardrobe shape, and the protruding table in the middle is used to place objects.On the upper floor are sculptures and collections, and underfoot is a black and white cashmere carpet.

He was a little at a loss in this big mansion with staggered stairs.

Qiu Shihuan casually kicked his shoes to the corner and changed into the slippers handed by the housekeeper.

"Is Dad at home?" He walked upstairs by himself.

"The master is still working in the study. Do you want to see him?"

"Can't we see you at dinner?"

The butler smiled and followed behind him obediently.

"For dinner, would you like me to prepare something for you and your guests?"

"Well, I want to eat pollack and sausage fish cake. Where's the uncle?" Qiu Shihuan grabbed the handrail of the stairs and turned around, "What do you want to eat, uncle?"

Jiang Yu looked around uncomfortably: "It's fine, I don't eat things from District 23 very often. Just choose as you see."

"Then I will prepare the usual recipes for the young master and the guests." The butler bowed calmly, "Does the young master have any other orders?"

"I want to go back to my room."

The housekeeper still smiled gently: "Well, the room has been cleaned up for you..."

"Uncle, come too."

Seemingly not expecting him to say that, the housekeeper was stunned for a moment.

The old man quickly lowered his head and confirmed it again.

"Do you want to take the guest back to the room?"

Qiu Shihuan tapped the armrest with his index finger and looked down at the other party.

"Yes, my own room. Any questions?"

"Well, I'm going to ask the master..."

Qiu Shihuan picked up his steps and said, "I just want to take uncle there. It's useless for you to call Dad."

The atmosphere was eerie.

There seems to be a slight gap with the family environment described by Qiu Shihuan.

The housekeeper apparently obeyed Qiu Shihuan's words, but in fact he very much agreed with his father's overprotectiveness.

When Jiang Yu walked through the corridor restlessly, his eyes happened to meet a head sculpture on the platform.

He turned his head sharply.

The eyes of the sculpture have been hollowed out, and the angle of placement is also oblique to the entrance.Judging from the hollow position, unless it is deliberately blocked, any visitor's face can be clearly photographed.Jiang Yu touched his neck uncomfortably, and walked forward with a clear understanding.

This thing is another monitoring device.

Qiu Ang actually installed so many monitors in his home?

Is this related to the dangerous incident that the steward said?

Even if it was, Qiu Ang would be making too much of a fuss—the whole villa has not seen a few bodyguards until now, and the number of cameras, as far as Jiang Yu observed, has already ranged from more than 50.

Why is he doing this?

Really just to keep out intruders?

"When the meal is ready, I will come and ask the young master to go downstairs. Before that, please have a good rest."

Qiu Shihuan's room is on the second floor.After the housekeeper delivered them, he only explained a few words and left.

The door didn't lock, and it opened with a push.

This is a fairly clean room with a round carpet at the foot of the bed.Only a few storybooks are stacked on the lower shelf of the bookshelf facing the window, and the rest of the compartments are all lined with plush toys.The walls and the ground are a typical brown-red collocation.

There are a lot of toys on the bedside table, beside the pillow, and even on the desk, there are more than 100 toys.

To Jiang Yu's surprise, this house has no windows.

"There is a bed and an air conditioner—" Qiu Shihuan trotted towards the bed, kicked off the slippers on his feet, and threw himself into the eiderdown cheerfully, "Uncle, turn on the air conditioner for me. The remote control should be on the table, right? In exchange , you can play with my toys."

It seems that once he loses control, the children will become more and more unruly in front of him.

Jiang Yu picked up the remote control panel, pressed the start button, and watched the fan blades slowly turn down.

"It's the same exchange as nothing."

The moment the carved door closed behind him, Jiang Yu had no time to put down his hands, but goose bumps erupted on his back for no reason.

He turned around shivering, and noticed a grass-green dinosaur puppet in the corner of the table.

Jiang Yu swallowed, bit his lip and walked towards the puppet that made him extremely uneasy.

As soon as he got close, he saw it.

The button eye on the right side of this puppet is a transparent glass surface.

As long as the distance is close enough, the red flash behind the glass surface can be seen clearly.

That's what happened to him a lot while working at the FSA.

Some kind of tiny camera.

Jiang Yu was sweating profusely all over his body.

He looked up and saw that the toys on the bookshelf were almost piled up to the top of the cabinet, and they all hung their heads at different angles.The lifeless button-eyes stared at all corners of the room.Jiang Yu felt his stomach churn in an instant. He grabbed the desk lamp and looked around, but was surprised to find a monitor stuck to the base.

In this room, there are countless pairs of eyes and countless ears.

Every move inside is monitored in all directions.

Jiang Yu almost dropped the lamp on the ground, he tried his best to suppress the discomfort of being spied on.

"Is this your room?"

"Yes." Qiu Shihuan hugged a rabbit doll and smiled at him.

"Have you been living in this house?"

"I think about it, it seems that when I first came to my father, I lived with him in District 23."

Jiang Yu sat by the bed, clasping fingers restlessly.

"You've had all your toys and collectibles since then?"

"My father bought them for me." Qiu Shihuan said with a smile, "If I am disobedient, he will get angry and punish me when he gets angry. But every time after the punishment, he will give me a new doll."

Jiang Yu frowned and asked him, "Punishment? How did he punish you?"

Qiu Shihuan turned over and patted the rabbit doll in his arms.

"Daddy won't let me have snacks."

"No snacks? What mistake did you make?"

"I can't remember. I don't remember whether the vase fragments scratched my hands, or I stayed in bed in the morning and lost my temper with other people."

"What about this big doll?" Jiang Yu pointed to a big teddy bear with a dejected head in the corner, which was as tall as half a person. "It seems that there is only one of this size in the room."

"It's a big doll." Qiu Shihuan pulled the pillow and placed it under his head.He looked at the abandoned doll, his pupils narrowed, "—Why did Dad give it to me? I can't remember clearly. It seems to be a few years ago."

Jiang Yu stared down at his knees, the emotions piling up in his chest almost tore his ribs.

It's all so suffocating.

Just putting people in it, it's as if the windpipe is strangled by a rope, and you can't breathe a little bit.Not even an adult can imagine this hellish invasion of privacy.A child who has just entered adulthood has actually lived in such an environment for 11 years.

How could a normal father give his child so many dolls with monitors.

How could he not hesitate to monitor and use any means to control his life?

At an age when he should have friends, this child has no right to speak, no right to choose.

He is not regarded by anyone as a child who needs to be independent and grow up, he is just a beautiful and docile leopard in Qiu Ang's eyes.

Because the iron gate was closed when he was very young, because the collar around his neck was never removed.

This little leopard, who has been domesticated, pampered and pampered since childhood, has completely lost the ability to live in the wild.

Then, somehow.The little leopard broke through the iron gate, tore off the collar, and fled all the way to his side.

The little leopard who knows nothing about the world wants to win the attention, love and true love of human beings.

So the little leopard had to do his best. He sold his fur, violated his own nature, and even took the initiative to put his head into the palm of a human being, because he would only seduce others with his beautiful skin.

What a spoiled child.

What a beautiful family, what love, what everything?

It's like saying self-righteous and high-sounding words to a little canary in a cage.

Yeah, the canary in the cage is loved too.

But does it really want such love?