Great Single Player of the Heavens

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Under the dark night, the misty drizzle shrouded the deserted streets.

After working hard all day in the manor, Laura just wanted to take advantage of the night and come out to get some fresh air and eat something to fill her stomach.

However, there are unpredictable circumstances.

Just as she enjoyed her coffee and donuts and was about to go home, it started to rain suddenly.

Perhaps it was because her mind was full of things about the tomb of the prophet, so that when Laura went out, she forgot the first rule of going out in London-always remember to bring an umbrella!

In desperation, Laura had no choice but to cover the hood of the lined coat, put her hands in the pockets of the leather jacket, let the raindrops fall on her body, and walked slowly towards the manor.

The street was very quiet. Amid the "rustle" of the rain, Laura could even hear the sound of her Martin boots stepping on the wet ground.

clack... clack...

Walking straight along the sidewalk, Laura felt as if she felt some abnormal noise, her brows frowned, her feet suddenly stopped, and she turned her head abruptly!

Behind her, except for the dim street lights and a few cars parked on the side of the road, there was no one.

Seeing this, hidden under the hood, her tightly furrowed eyebrows couldn't help but relax a little.

Ever since the paparazzi who had been watching her all the time had withdrawn from the manor, they had been replaced by a force of unknown origin.

Counting this time, Laura has felt several times that someone seems to be following her when she goes out.

However, the opponent's tracking skills seemed to be very good, and no flaws were revealed. Moreover, apart from hanging far behind her, he did not make any other more threatening moves.

Unable to confront the other party head-on, Laura could only increase her vigilance and reduce the frequency of leaving the manor.

Thinking of this, Laura couldn't help speeding up her pace...

. . .

When she returned to the dark manor, she saw the room on the second floor on the east side of the mansion from a distance,

Flickering faintly.

Seeing this, Laura frowned, as if realizing something.

The shining room is Laura's father's study and her current studio.

And when she went out, she clearly remembered that she turned off the light in the study.

So, whose light is it? !

After pressing the password and opening the gate of the manor, Laura went straight to the front of the mansion and looked to the second floor again.

Perhaps it was discovered that Laura had returned, and the flickering light in the study had disappeared.

The act of not having three hundred taels of silver here strengthened Laura's inner guess.

She directly took out the key, opened the gate of the mansion, and walked in.

With a "snap", after turning on the light, Laura didn't go straight to the study on the second floor, but went straight to the corner of the living room, picked up an ice pick, and then set off to the second floor.

I saw Laura tightly holding the ice ax with both hands, her ears pricked up, as if she was listening to any suspicious sounds around her.

When she walked slowly outside the closed study room, she paused, and couldn't help tightening the ice ax in her hand.

With a "click", the door was pushed open, and Laura quickly swept inside, only to find that there was no one, before walking into the study.

Going straight to the desk full of various materials, Laura soon discovered another very suspicious thing.

That is, the tape recorder, which was originally turned off, was now making a "rustling..." noise.

Apparently, not so long ago, someone was listening to the cassette tapes of the tape recorder and forgot to turn off the tape recorder when they left!

After confirming that someone had been to the study, Laura turned off the tape recorder and went to the open window.

Looking out the window, Laura couldn't help but fixate her eyes with a solemn expression.

In this dark rainy night, she clearly felt that a pair of greedy eyes were staring at her from somewhere...

As for the identity of the person monitoring her, Laura also roughly guessed:

"Holy Trinity, what tricks are you playing..."

When Laura just closed the window, the remote door device installed on the desk of the study suddenly heard a female voice:

"Laura, are you there?"

Hearing this, Laura was taken aback for a moment, then came to the desk, pressed the intercom button, and said with a little hesitation:

"Anna?"

"It's me, I'm at the gate of the manor, is the password still the same as before?"

"Yes, you can just come in..."

"Okay, see you later..."

About a few minutes later, a black SUV slowly drove into the manor, and finally stopped in front of the mansion.

When Laura opened the door, she was greeted by a pale-looking blonde woman in a gray windbreaker.

The woman is well maintained. Only the fine lines on the corners of the eyebrows can tell that she is not young anymore.

This still beautiful mature woman's name is Anna Miller.

After Laura's mother passed away, she was with Laura's father for a long time. Although the two were not officially married, in a sense, Anna was Laura's stepmother.

The relationship between the two is not bad, and they will be in touch from time to time.

It's just that, it's so late, she didn't call in advance, and came directly to the manor, is there something urgent...

"Anna, why are you here?"

"I saw your picture all over the news, and I was thinking, maybe you need someone to accompany you..."

As soon as the words fell, Laura looked at the gate of the manor, and asked without forgetting:

"Is anyone following you?"

Hearing this, Anna showed doubts on her face, and immediately responded:

"Tracking? Of course not, what's wrong?"

"fine..."

After locking the door casually, the two walked down the stairs to the study on the second floor.

Seeing Laura closing the door mysteriously, Anna looked a little worried, and couldn't help but ask:

"Laura, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Anna, do you remember that great discovery my father kept talking about?"

Hearing this, Anna frowned when she saw the various materials scattered on the ground and piled up on the desk, and immediately understood:

"You mean the ancient tomb where the prophet is buried?"

"Yes, I think I found it!"

The excitement on Laura's face made Anna's frown deepen a bit.

"Are you kidding..."

"The legend of the prophet is true, my father is not wrong."

"Laura, your father is...not doing well."

"No, he's fine! He was on the verge of finding this great discovery, concrete evidence of the immortal soul..."

Looking at Laura who was sorting out various documents at the desk, Anna pursed her lips, walked slowly behind Laura, put her hands on her shoulders, and said softly:

"I used to love Richard...If he had proposed to me, I would have married him. However, this does not change the fact that he is a physically and mentally haggard man."

"I don't want to see you end up like him..."

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