Mr Killer Next Door

With clean and white feet after breaking free from the slippers, Qiu Shihuan curled up his toes and lay between the eiderdown blankets, poking at the phone screen.

He seemed to know nothing, as if he could enjoy himself when reflected in countless pairs of eyes.

"Uncle." After poking a few times, Qiu Shihuan turned his body and looked at him with his chin in his hands, "Isn't it boring to just wait like this?"

Jiang Yu took out a hardcover storybook from the bookshelf, flipped through a few pages before losing interest.

The pages of the book were artificially hollowed out and a small listener was inserted.He pretended not to care and flipped through the pages, and the pages behind were all unannotated versions: "It's not boring. I'm just worried, you don't have the patience to wait—would you like to play a game?"

Qiu Shihuan propped up his body and leaned into Jiang Yu's arms curiously.

"Ah! What game is it?"

"Let me think about it, do you want to play hide and seek?"

"I want to play!" Qiu Shihuan happily raised his arms and threw himself into the soft mattress.Holding the single corner of the quilt, he pushed away the doll beside him like a kitten tired of the cat teaser, "But isn't it too small to be in the room?"

"Then we can enlarge the venue to cover the entire house—" Jiang Yu stared at him thoughtfully, "but this must be approved by your father."

Qiu Shihuan turned sideways to the mural on the wall.In the gaze of these ancient paintings, he thought about it seriously.

"If it's at home, you don't need to ask Dad's permission."

"I think so." Jiang Yu smiled at him, "Is there any place in your house that you can't go to?"

"The study? Because the butler said that my father's work is sometimes busy until the early hours of the morning, so I have never been allowed to enter the house casually."

"Besides the study?"

Qiu Shihuan shook his head: "Not anymore."

"So--"

Jiang Yu couldn't finish his sentence.

A pair of hands suddenly covered his eyes from behind, and the gemstone ring symbolizing beauty and wealth almost burned the skin of his cheek.You don't need to think about it, Qiu Shihuan is pressing his chest up without knowing it, as if no one told him to do so ambiguously, like inviting sex.

The sound of wet water filled my ears with enthusiasm.

"Uncle, I have already told you the rules. If you want to do something, just let it go and do it?"

Jiang Yu took his hand and smiled.

"of course."

Qiu Shihuan slowly let go of his hands, and his knees began to recede.

He gradually raised his voice, as if explaining the rules to the audience present.

"——Then, I announce that the first round of the game has officially begun... Ah, before I start running away, uncle, remember to count down to 30 seconds before you can catch me? You will be disqualified if you cheat!"

Jiang Yu sat with his eyes closed.He heard the snap of the sheets, heard someone bouncing on the carpet with bare feet.

After about 20 seconds, he slowly stood up following the countdown in his heart, and touched the wall with his hands to stabilize his posture.

He didn't expect Qiu Shihuan to accept the game so easily, and accept his ulterior motives under the guise of the game.

Now that I think about it, compared with some control freak father, the boyish son is really cute.

Jiang Yu waited quietly until the countdown ended. He had to open his eyes and face a room full of surveillance equipment alone.The cold dolls look even more creepy after leaving their owners, and the red eyes will turn as needed to record everything in the room.

Jiang Yu didn't want to stay any longer, turned around and opened the door.

The moment the light from the overhead light hurt his eyes, the butler in the corridor bowed deeply to him.The old man seemed to realize that there was not a peaceful guest in the house, so he quickly caught up with Jiang Yu who was looking unhappy.

"The bathroom is around the corner, as long as you walk to the end, you will be there."

"Thank you."

"You're heading in the wrong direction."

"Just because I said 'thank you' doesn't mean I'm going to the bathroom."

"...guest, please stay. There is still some time before dinner, I hope you can stay in the room." The housekeeper insisted, "If you need other help, I can help you."

"It's just a game where rules come first." Jiang Yu smiled politely at him, "Don't worry, I'm playing hide-and-seek with my lovely child. Old man, children who run away from home always need more attention. This I don't need your help at this point. But thank you for your kindness."

Children are Qiu Ang's weakness.

The father's behavior was indeed criticized by others, Jiang Yu had to admit that his desire to control Qiu Shihuan had reached an incomprehensible level.

It is difficult to explain why he has such a deformed obsession with his adopted son.The answer may be hidden in one of the rooms.

It is very difficult to find the answer in this family.

Jiang Yu opened several doors on the same floor one after another, and all he got was an independent cinema, a collection showroom, a cloakroom, and a dining room with a real fire fireplace.

The corridor leading to the other side of the mansion is full of sloping panoramic skylights on both sides, and at the end is the bowling entertainment room.

He couldn't get the information he wanted from these, so he could only continue to expand the scope until it covered the entire mansion.After coming down from the billiards room on the third floor, Jiang Yu swaggered all the way under Qiu Ang's eyes.

Stepping into the open living room on the first floor, the maid is checking the small refrigerator built into the coffee table.

At Jiang Yu's kind and polite request, she offered the guest a bottle of chilled wine.There is almost no useful evidence in this room, and of course, there is no Qiu Shihuan - the kid found a very good excuse for him, and it is also the most effective pass.

After about 15 minutes, he found a flight of stairs leading to the basement.

The LED light strip embedded in the wall forms a directional arrow, pointing to the photo studio and lift garage below.

The photo studio is a very typical wooden structure with a rather large beanbag.

Jiang Yu tried to press the switch, but found that there was no response.He could only confirm the positions of wooden cabinets, clocks and various furniture in the darkness.

Moving forward along the circular carpet, there is a SLR camera on the bracket, which frequently prompts that the battery is low.

Jiang Yu stepped forward in a strange manner and pressed the switch.

He found many photos about Qiu Shihuan.In those countless freeze-frames, there are vivid Qiu Shihuan one after another. From the more charming facial features to the immature and timid seven-year-old, everything about this child is preserved by the camera.

He was holding a bouquet of roses expressionlessly.In the flying shreds of paper and dripping paint, an eternal artistic photo flows; the 12-year-old is wearing an equestrian suit, pulling the rein, and hangs his head in silence; A blush.

The retrogression of time seems to have dyed the black and white picture into color bit by bit.

Since the age of 12, the boy in the camera has become gloomy and indifferent, and he can no longer find the appearance of a kitten chasing snacks.

Jiang Yu continued to flip forward, skipping over a few severely distorted photos.Flipping and flipping, he suddenly slowed down the movements in his hands.Because all the pictures that followed were taken of one person.

A black-haired boy with deep blue eyes like the ocean.

At this moment, a burst of spring noise suddenly attracted Jiang Yu's attention, before he could react.

A soft thing bumped into his waist as a prank, and Jiang Yu caught it with his backhand.He squeezed it a few times in doubt, and found that it was a pillow.

He confirmed Qiu Shihuan's position almost instantly, and with a turn of his footsteps, he rushed onto the beanbag sofa and lifted the soft pillows one by one.Following the rustling sound, he caught the child's ankle that was almost pulled away.

"Wait!" His fingers seemed to be scratching the soles of his feet, and Qiu Shihuan hugged his legs and giggled wildly, "Ah, it's so itchy—uncle! Hurry up, stop, I'm ticklish!"

"Didn't you let me catch it?"

Jiang Yu pressed his resisting arm with a pillow, and drew his index finger down the kid's waist.

"Hmm!"

Qiu Shihuan lightly kicked Jiang Yu's stomach.Normally, Jiang Yu might have been kicked into the gutter by him.

But now the child is itching to dodge left and right, laughing until tears flow.

The biting lip was rather pitiful, and he choked on his saliva again during the struggle, so he could only cough and shout.

"Uncle, hurry up and stop - it's so itchy!"

Jiang Yu pulled his arm above his head, leaned over and pressed it into the soft carpet.

The little flower leopard pretended to kick him, but subconsciously held back its sharp claws, deliberately not using much strength.

"Why are you so ticklish?" Jiang Yu looked at him with wet eyes but still biting his lips, pretending to be strong, and suddenly felt a little funny, "Okay, it's not that you are too proud to expose your position. The game lost Shouldn't you be punished?"

"Underestimated Uncle." Qiu Shihuan turned his head away and looked at the paintings on the wall sullenly, "I thought you couldn't find me."

Jiang Yu brushed away a lock of scattered blond hair from the child's lips.

That childish, alluring and childish face showed a look of embarrassment because it was not used to being controlled condescendingly.

"Eating hair in my mouth."

"Uncle, do you want to continue the game, or do you want to discuss something else, more interesting?"

Jiang Yu looked at the blond boy in his arms.

He lay lazily and smiled cunningly, like a kitten pretending to be caught without a fight.The moment the blue eyes shrank, they spun a spider web, capturing their own breath like a moth.

"What can I discuss?" In front of so many listeners, it is not wise to reveal the purpose, "What kind of topic do you want to get?"

"Relax, we are very close now. At this distance, Dad can only hear a vague noise." Qiu Shihuan smiled, "Want to test it?"

He has already talked about this, Jiang Yu can only compromise.

What's more, secrets, whether they are stuck in the throat or in the heart, are unpleasant.

"Who is that child?" Jiang Yu didn't want to let go of any expression on the other party's face, and stretched out his hand to stroke the curly hair.The lips spit out the truth, and the lingering breath approached the other party's throat like a thin knife, "The child in that photo has black hair and blue eyes like yours."

Pupils contracted.

He seemed to enjoy the secret being revealed, and he seemed to deliberately prolong this tantalizing moment.

"He..."

Another shadow aggressively interrupted the whisper between the two, and the butler stood in the shadow of the stairs, making it impossible to look directly at his expression.

"Master, guest, dinner is ready."