The American Scripture

When Zhen Fan returned home, Claire couldn’t wait to fly over. The smile on the little guy’s face grew more and more. This made Anne and Thomas particularly pleased. They even hoped that Claire would be there every day. Zhen Fan's home, but this is only limited to thinking about it. It is not their style to cause trouble.

　　 "Claire!" Zhen Fan yelled, and then opened the door to let this little guy get in. She is self-familiar now, and she doesn't need to ask for it.

　　 Turn on the TV, then curl up on the sofa to watch cartoons, like a quiet kitten.

　　 "Would you like Chinese food?"

　　 Zhen Fan asked loudly in the kitchen.

　　 "Of course, Uncle Zhen, of course I want it!"

　　 I heard that there was another Chinese food to eat, Claire swished down, then went to the kitchen, looking at Zhen Fan eagerly, with fleshy fingers in his mouth, full of cuteness.

　　 "Well, baby, you sit and watch TV first, after a while, I'll call you!"

　　 "Okay, Uncle Zhen!"

　　 Claire ran back to the living room unwillingly, but the temptation of Chinese food made her look at Zhen Fan from time to time. The cartoon was completely unattractive.

　　 "Tok!" Someone knocked on the door.

　　 "Who is outside?"

　　 Claire ran to the door very aggressively, unable to reach the cat's eye, so he moved a stool, and people stood on the stool and looked over.

　　 "Uncle Zhen, the policeman is here again, the beautiful one!"

　　 "Let me come, Claire!"

　　 Zhen Fan smiled, walked over and opened the door, Sarah stood at the door with an unhappy expression.

　　 "What's the matter? Sarah, come in!"

　　 "I will stay tonight, and taste your Chinese food by the way!"

　　 Sarah looked like a master, walked straight in, picked Claire, and sat on the sofa. Claire twisted her waist, refused to let her hold, slipped off, and sat on the other side of the sofa, staring at Sara warily with her eyes.

　　 "Come here, Claire!"

　　Sarah reached out to Claire, trying to hug her.

　　 "No, I don't like you!"

Claire made a grimace at Sarah, which made Sarah's face a little bit uncontrollable, and smiled at Zhen Fan: "Is all kids like this? Who do you think she looks like? This temper should be contagious from you Right!"

　　 Zhen Fan ignored Sarah's provocation, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. The turmeric chicken stewed in the casserole had a strong fragrance, which made Claire and Sarah unable to help but sniff.

　　 "It tastes good!"

　　 Sarah clumsily clamped the chicken nuggets with chopsticks, leaned her mouth together, and bit in one bite. She smiled triumphantly at Zhen Fan who was ready to watch the show.

　　 "Much better than the Chinese restaurant outside, but...the chopsticks are not used skillfully!"

　　 Claire didn't have such troubles, Zhen Fan caught it directly on her plate, then put a fork into her mouth. This way of eating is naturally much better than Sarah.

　　 "I like Uncle Zhen's Chinese food the most! And cake!"

　　 Claire said, blinking and blinking at Zhen Fan. Obviously she wanted to attract Zhen Fan's attention, and then brought the topic to the cake, this cunning little villain!

　　 After eating, the sky gradually dimmed. Claire was dozing off on the sofa, Sarah's belly was a little bloated, and she leaned on the sofa, watching Zhen Fan play a TV tank game.

　　 "Claire, dear, we are home!"

　　 Annie's voice came from far away. Zhen Fan opened the door and let Anne come in. Anne looked at Claire who was napping, and smiled apologetically.

　　 "Really... Excuse me, Zhen!"

　　 "You are welcome, Claire has eaten, and just slept, hug her carefully!"

Annie nodded and gently hugged Claire, but she was still awakened. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw her mother holding her, without a sweet smile, she put her small face on her back. On Annie's shoulder, she muttered: "Uncle Zhen, I have to eat yellow braised chicken tomorrow!"

　　 "What to eat?"

　　 Annie didn't seem to understand. Of course, I don’t understand. Zhen Fan doesn’t know how to translate this **** juice yellow stuffed chicken, so the Chinese pinyin of **** juice yellow stew is in front, and the English word for chicken is added. It's strange that Annie can understand, even Sarah was embarrassed by this slurred word at first.

　　 "The names of Chinese dishes are not easy to remember!"

　　 Zhen Fan said it again, and Annie barely understood it, and smiled awkwardly.

　　 "Claire is already full!"

　　 Watching Annie go out holding Claire, Zhen Fan exhorted her behind her back.

　　 "I see, thank you, Zhen!"

　　 Annie took the door and went out. Sarah and Zhen Fan were left in the house.

　　 "Can we set off now?"

　　Sarah can't wait.

　　 "No hurry, we have to wait until 12 o'clock in the evening, we have a few hours to chat. By the way, what's the situation in the house of the owner of the coffee shop you checked?"

"Three years ago, his wife died. She died of acute cerebral hemorrhage while playing in a coffee shop!" Sarah said, "It is because of this that I feel a little abnormal. Why do all the people playing there escape? Do not open this bad luck."

"It's not that the people playing there can't escape this bad luck, but this bad luck has been there since the death of her wife." Zhen Fan thought for a moment, and said, this sentence made Sarah's heart inexplicably fierce. Skipped a bit.

　　 "When shall we leave?"

　　Sarah really wants to solve this mystery, and the only one she can count on to find a clue is this guy.

　　 "Don't worry at this time, we will go and wait for the best time!"

　　 The surface of Lake Bettel is covered with mist.

　　 The car's lamppost swayed on the rugged lakeside road, and then stopped less than a hundred meters from the lake. When the fire was turned off, the lights went out, and the door opened, Sarah got out of the car first.

　　 "Don't take your gun!"

　　 Zhen Fan also came down, glanced at the pistol that Sarah was holding in both hands, and shook his head against.

　　 "Why?" Sarah was a little nervous. At midnight, she was a little nervous. Taking the gun was a subconscious action in the face of unknown danger.

　　 "I'm afraid you accidentally hurt me!"

　　 Zhen Fan's chuckle made Sarah a little angry.

　　 "Shut up, if nothing is found today, let's see how I clean up you!"

　　 Sarah made a low threat.

　　 Zhen Fan looked at his watch. Two minutes before midnight, he raised his finger at Sarah and gave a soft "hush".

　　 "Let's find a place to hide."

　　 Zhen Fan grabbed Sara's hand, then hid in the grass by the lake, staring at the water tightly.

　　 "No matter what you see, don't talk, or you will put yourself in a dangerous situation!"

　　 Zhen Fan spoke solemnly. Although Sarah was a bit dissatisfied, Zhen Fan squeezed her vigorously with her hand. This prevented her from acting rashly and maintained a police-specific vigilance.

　　 Quiet Lake Belt, there is no sound of water birds and bugs.

　　 is still, so quiet that Sarah's heart can't help but speed up, as if something is holding the heart tightly and pulling it out.

"take it easy!"

　　 Zhen Fan’s voice is very soft, and only Sara’s heart can hear the light. And his hands are warm, it feels like being wrapped in sunlight.

　　 This gradually stabilized her heart.

　　The mist on the lake surface is getting thicker and thicker, like a viscous liquid that cannot be melted.

　　 Sarah subconsciously glanced at the luminous watch, the second hand seemed to make a clicking sound, and every step of the light point seemed to be struggling.

　　 one second...

　　 Two seconds...

　　……

　　 When the light spots merged into one, Sarah found a scene that she would never forget. She was surprised to cover her mouth, trying to calm her beating heart and not let her scream out.

　　The water vapor on the surface of the lake slowly condensed, becoming more and more viscous, and more and more substantial. And the top one gradually condensed into a face!

　　 A woman's face!

Sarah has seen this face ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and is very familiar with it. It is from a photo. She has made countless assumptions and speculations about this face, and now this face appears in front of her. It's alive, there's nothing false, just that misty face, which looks thick and pale!

　　 The mist is getting thicker and thicker.

how is this possible?

　　How can the mist condense into a person? A woman, a woman with a pale face and empty eyes that makes people shudder.

　　 "Is the wife of the cafe owner!"

　　 Sarah subconsciously screamed in a low voice, turned her head, and suddenly found that there was no one around her.

　　 Zhen Fan is gone!

　　 My side is empty, as if I was the only one squatting here.

　　 And the sound of her own shocked the floating woman, she turned her head suddenly and drifted towards Sarah without hesitation.

　　 Yes, it's drifting, like water vapor coming over.

　　 was discovered, this was Sarah's first thought.

　　 "Zhen!"

　　 She yelled, jumped out of the grass quickly, took a deep breath, restrained her panic, raised her hand, and continuously pulled the trigger!

　　 "Boom boom boom..."

　　 The sound of gunfire rippling on the calm Lake Bettel, like a dull explosion at the bottom, did not start any water birds.