Dozo America

Early the next morning, Zhen Fan was having breakfast. The fat maid brought breakfast. Next to him was Eric, who was sitting next to him. Owen Gable didn't invite them to the restaurant this time. The fat maid stood there.

Near the door, he looked at Zhen Fan and Eric sideways from time to time.

"Look, the matter between Claire and Celia has been resolved." Zhen Fan pointed to the newspaper that was delivered at the same time, eating breakfast carefully while looking at the maid with a very wary glance. He said yesterday

He didn't sleep well at night. He was always worried about the man on the lawn. Owen Gable's behavior was so weird that it made Eric want to dream. Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance, because he spent the whole night

Didn't fall asleep.

"Hey, Master, I think this woman is spying on us." Eric said to Zhen Fan, "I don't like this woman, her eyes look very cold. It makes people unable to concentrate. Damn it...why are we...

Went here? I thought it was an easy trip

A trip to the vineyard, I didn't expect it to be such an experience, Master... let's get out of here as soon as we finish eating, I don't want to stay here for a moment." His sneaky look attracted the attention of the fat woman,

He glared hard at him, making Eric shrink his head.

"Do you know who that woman was yesterday?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but look at Eric, then stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth, picked up the cup and took a sip of juice, wiped his mouth and said, "There are many things in this world.

It’s an incredible thing, but when viewed from a global perspective, it seems relatively rare. After all, this is an earth with a population of seven billion.

, what is the concept of seven billion? Even if one incident occurs every day, it is one in seven billion. If one thousand incidents occur, it is only one in seven million. This probability is lower than the global traffic fatality rate that occurs every day.

Much more. Do you know how many traffic fatalities there are around the world? It’s close to 2,000 people every day, and the specific number is 1,912.”

"You mean this kind of thing happens often?" Eric opened his mouth and looked at Zhen Fan in surprise, "Why have I never seen anything like this before?"

"This is just an analogy. In fact, there are many more things like this than what I said. Because people die every day, and everyone who dies has a probability of becoming what you saw last night. We can no longer say

She is a human being, or more clearly, she should be a ghost!" Zhen Fan explained to Eric with a smile.

"I can't believe it. To be honest, it's the first time I've seen such a thing. I didn't expect that Mr. Gable would have such a hobby. Who is that woman? His dead wife?" Eric said to Zhen.

Fan continued to lower his voice and said, "What a hell, yes, enough is enough, let's get out of here!"

"No, it's impolite for us to leave like this. At least we have to say goodbye to the owner!" Zhen Fan threw the handkerchief on the dining table, then waved to the fat maid, "Clean up this place. I

I think Gabour must have asked you to entertain us, why should we take care of it ourselves?" Zhen Fan opened his hands and said to the fat maid.

The fat maid glared at Zhen Fan. But she still walked over helplessly, cleared away Zhen Fan and Eric's plates and other utensils. Then she took them out. Zhen Fan smiled at Eric and then shrugged.

"It's very simple. That's it. The annoying person just disappeared. Okay, Eric, we can go talk to the people in this manor together."

Eric gave Zhen Fan a thumbs up: "You are the best, Master. I agree with this very much. In fact, I have always agreed with you. Let's go. Let's go see the person who asked me to

You didn't even sleep well at night, you bastard!" As he said that, he stood up, took his coat and walked outside.

Owen Gable was not in the living room, but sitting on the lawn. There was a dining table, chairs, coffee and breakfast. He was enjoying the morning sunshine comfortably, closing his eyes slightly, and then said without looking back.

He said: "Hey, did you sleep well last night? I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

"Oh. Damn it, you finally said it, you finally said it. I knew...you bastard, everything you did was just an act, wasn't it?" Eric quickened his pace and rushed towards him.

He walked over, focused his hands on his collar, and then lifted him up, "You made me waste a whole night in vain, looking at you...and that damn woman!" He said and pointed at him.

There was spit on the lawn.

"No...man, she's dead a long time ago!" Owen Gable didn't resist, but showed a helpless smile to him, "I'm sorry, man, I didn't mean to do this. Since my wife died, I, her

She just stayed by my side. I didn’t know what was going on, why she didn’t go to heaven or go to hell, but met me here on time every night. I thought all this was my illusion, or maybe

It was a dream of mine, but now it seems... it’s nothing. This is a fact, and that’s how it is.”

"We can understand!" Zhen Fan glanced at him and then smiled, "But... your maid really looks like those guys in the villains. She is fat, has a fierce look, is dull, and is fierce.

She looked at everyone, always pretending that she was the boss here, that she was really a maid, not your mother or grandma... Aha!" Zhen Feina laughed loudly,

He clapped his hands.

"Can you understand? Yes, I think so... When I saw you so refreshed this morning, I knew I couldn't scare you. If you can't be scared, then you definitely won't care about such things, or

I've seen it before..." Owen Gable smiled bitterly and said, "As for that person... that's why I can't leave here."

"Who is she?" Zhen Fan looked at Owen Gable and said, "Tell me, who is she? There is a person who looks like a butler. I know that he has his own way. He is a different person in front of others.

When you're an outsider, it's a different story, isn't it? I can see it. You've actually lost control of the entire estate."

"Yes, I can no longer control this place. Only when guests come here can I barely act like a host." Owen Gable sighed and said helplessly, "I have to rely on

They, maids, housekeepers, and some people who often come here come and go. God knows what they plan to do with this place, so...when guests come, I will try my best to invite them and let them hide in

Stay here for a while."

"Why? This is your manor, you should have the final say!" Eric had already given up on trying to find trouble and couldn't help but defend Owen Gable. "They have evidence of your drug trafficking.

Or is it evidence that you committed murder? Or...that you were controlled by a witchcraft-like mind?"

"Evidence of murder." Owen Gable shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I killed my wife. I don't know what happened. I killed my wife as if I was insane. I thought she was a

The devil with wings, she wanted to bite me, or eat me, I'm not sure, anyway, she just rushed towards me with sharp teeth like knives, so I panicked and took it

An ax looked over... God... I can't remember that scene, man!"

"Hallucination?" Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "How did those people know that you killed your wife?"

"I don't know, I only know that my hands were full of blood, and then they rushed in... I knew what they were going to do. I couldn't give them anything. This is just a vineyard, and I don't have everything they want." Owen?

Gabr shook his head. At this time, he suddenly became quiet and stopped talking.

The fat maid stood far away like a ghost, looking here coldly. Zhen Fan patted Owen Gable on the shoulder and said: "It doesn't matter, she can't hear what we said. Tell me,

Is your hallucination related to these people? In other words... they killed your wife, but they used your hands and your ax. Don't you have any doubts all these years? No suspicion at all? "

"Of course, I have thought about these things and they may be related to them, but I can't get rid of this, because after all, I was the one who swung the ax, so I can't get rid of this nightmare, and... they can let me be with me every night

I met my wife, which gave me a lot of psychological comfort." Owen Gable smiled bitterly, "That's why I can't get rid of it. I don't know when they were here, they were not hired by me.

, it’s like I’ve been here for a long time! And it seems like it’s even older than me.”

"Yes, I know...they became spirits here!" Zhen Fan casually sat on the grass, pointed at the villa and said, "Your manor was built later, right? What was this place originally?" He said

Looking at Owen Gable, he asked, "Was it a former residence? Or was it also a manor?"

"I don't know, my father settled here and built this manor. I don't know what this place is. I just heard my father once said that there is indeed a residence here. I don't know what this residence is like. Anyway,

It's a place that has been abandoned for a long time. It's an ownerless house. The government sold it to my father very cheaply. That's it, but these people never appeared when I was a child..." Owen Gable said a long sentence

tone.

"That's right, I knew everything as soon as I came in yesterday, everything, everything... Although I don't know what happened to the guys here, but I know... you must be trapped here.

." Zhen Fan patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Don't worry, since you met me, this is your luck. So... today is your lucky day!" (To be continued.)