Dozo America

When Zhen Fan returned home, Claire couldn't wait to fly over. There were more and more smiles on the little guy's face. This made Annie and Thomas particularly happy. They even hoped that Claire would spend time there every day.

Zhen Fan's family, but this is just a thought, it is not their family's style to cause trouble to others.

"Claire!" Zhen Fan called out, then opened the door and let the little guy get in. Now that she was familiar with her, she no longer needed Zhen Fan to ask her to invite her.

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

"Want some Chinese food?"

Zhen Fan asked loudly in the kitchen.

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

Hearing that there was another Chinese food, Claire swooped down and went to the kitchen. She looked at Zhen Fan eagerly and bit her fleshy fingers in her mouth, looking very cute.

"Okay, honey, you sit and watch TV first. When you're ready, I'll call you again!"

"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 cartoons were completely unattractive.

"Tuk-tuk!" Someone knocked on the door.

"Who's out there?"

Claire ran to the door very actively. She couldn't reach the peephole, so she moved a stool and stood on the stool to look over.

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

"Let me do it, Claire!"

Zhen Fan smiled, walked over, and opened the door. Sarah stood at the door with an unhappy look on her face.

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

"I'll stay tonight and try your Chinese food!"

Sarah acted like a master, walked straight in, picked up Claire, and sat on the sofa. Claire twisted her waist and refused to let her hold her, slipped down, and sat on the other side of the sofa.

A pair of eyes stared at Sarah warily.

"Come here, Claire!"

Sarah reached out towards Claire and wanted to hug her.

"No, I don't like you!"

Claire made a face at Sarah, which made her a little confused. She smiled at Zhen Fan: "Are all children like this? Who do you think she looks like? This temper should be infected from you.

Bar!"

Zhen Fan ignored Sarah's provocation and turned around and walked towards the kitchen. The stewed ginger-yellow chicken in the casserole was already emitting a rich aroma. This aroma made both Claire and Sarah couldn't help but sniff.

“Tastes pretty good!”

Sarah awkwardly picked up the chicken pieces with her chopsticks, brought it to her mouth, and bit into it in one bite, smiling proudly at Zhen Fan, who was about to watch the show.

"It's much better than the Chinese restaurants outside, but... I'm not very good at using chopsticks!"

Claire didn't have such trouble. Zhen Fan put it directly on her plate, then picked it up with a fork and put it in her mouth. This way of eating was naturally much better than Sarah's.

“My favorite is Uncle Zhen’s Chinese food! And the cakes!”

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

After dinner, the sky gradually dimmed. Claire sat on the sofa and dozed off. Sarah, whose belly was a little bloated, also leaned on the sofa and watched Zhen Fan playing the tank game on TV.

"Claire, honey, we are home!"

Annie's voice came from far outside the door. Zhen Fan opened the door and let Annie in. Annie looked at Claire who was taking a nap and smiled apologetically.

"It's really... disturbing, Zhen!"

"You're welcome, Claire has eaten and just went to bed. Be careful when holding her!"

Annie nodded, picked up Claire gently, but still woke her up. She opened her eyes in a daze, saw her mother holding her, smiled sweetly, and pillowed her little face

On Annie's shoulder, she muttered: "Uncle Zhen, I want to eat braised chicken tomorrow!"

"What to eat?"

Annie didn't seem to understand. Of course she didn't understand. Zhen Fan didn't know how to translate the ginger-yellow stewed chicken, so the Chinese pinyin of "ginger-yellow stewed chicken" was added in front of it, and then the English word for chicken was added. Only if Annie could understand.

Strange, even Sarah was stumped by this awkward word at first.

“The names of Chinese dishes are hard to remember!”

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

"Claire is already very full!"

Seeing Annie going out with Claire in her arms, Zhen Fan warned her from behind.

"I know, thank you, Zhen!"

Annie closed the door and went out, leaving Sarah and Zhen Fan alone in the room.

"Can we go now?"

Sarah couldn't wait.

"No rush, we still have to wait until twelve o'clock in the evening. We still have a few hours to chat. By the way, what is the situation at the owner of the coffee shop you checked about?"

"Three years ago, his wife died. She died of acute cerebral hemorrhage while playing in a coffee shop!" Sarah said, "It is precisely because of this that I felt something was abnormal. Why did everyone who played there run away?"

Don’t let this bad luck happen.”

"It's not that the people who played there can't escape this bad luck, but this bad luck has been there since her wife died." Zhen Fan thought for a moment and said something. This sentence made Sarah's heart inexplicably violent.

Jumped a bit.

"When do we leave?"

Sarah really wants to solve this mystery, and now the only person she can hope to find clues is this guy.

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

The surface of Lake Beitel is covered with a layer of water mist.

The car's lamppost dangled wildly on the rugged road by the lake, and then stopped less than a hundred meters away from the lake. The engine was turned off, the lights went out, the car door opened, and Sarah got out of the car first.

"Don't get your gun!"

Zhen Fan also came down, glanced at the pistol that Sarah held tightly in both hands, and shook his head in opposition.

"Why?" Sarah was a little nervous. People were inexplicably nervous at midnight, and holding a gun was completely 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 you don't find anything today, let's see how I deal with you!"

Sarah made a whispered threat.

Zhen Fan looked at his watch and saw that there were still two minutes until midnight. He raised his finger at Sarah and gave a gentle "shhh".

"Let's find a place to hide."

Zhen Fan took Sara's hand and hid in the grass by the lake, staring closely at the water.

"No matter what you see, don't say anything, or you will put yourself in danger!"

Zhen Fan spoke solemnly. Although Sarah was a little dissatisfied, Zhen Fan squeezed her hard so that she would not act rashly and maintain the vigilance unique to a police officer.

The quiet Belt Lake has no sound of water birds or insects.

It was so quiet that Sarah's heart beat faster involuntarily, as if something was holding her heart tightly and trying to pull it out.

"take it easy!"

Zhen Fan's voice was so soft that only Sarah's heart could hear it. And his hands were so warm, it felt like they were wrapped in sunshine.

This allowed her heart to gradually stabilize.

The fog on the lake is getting thicker and thicker, almost like a viscous liquid that cannot be dissolved.

Sarah subconsciously looked at the luminous watch. The second hand seemed to make a clicking sound, and the light spot seemed to be struggling with every step it took.

One second...

Two seconds...

…

When the light spots merged into one, Sarah discovered a scene that she would never forget. She covered her mouth in surprise and tried hard to calm her racing heart and prevent herself from screaming.

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

A woman's face!

Sarah had seen this face before, and was very familiar with it. It was from a photo. She had made countless assumptions and speculations about this face, and now this face appeared in front of her, lifelike, without any trace of it.

False, that is, the face condensed with mist, which looks sticky and pale!

The fog is getting thicker and thicker.

How can it be?

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

"It's the cafe owner's wife!"

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

Zhen Fan is missing!

The place around me was empty, as if I had always been the only one squatting here.

The sound she made alarmed the floating woman, who suddenly turned her head and drifted towards Sarah without hesitation.

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

Found out, this was Sarah's first thought.

"Zhen!"

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

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of the gunshot rippled on the calm Lake Beitel, like a dull explosion under the water, and did not startle any water birds.