The dim basement was suddenly lit up by lights, and the dim color spread on the surface of the debris, dispelling some darkness. The basement was very wide, and the piles were all kinds of things. There was even a desk in a corner of the basement.

A man with blood on his face, carrying a mountaineering bag, and holding a luxurious flintlock pistol in his hand, pressing his left hand on the switch of the basement light, looking at a place in the basement with a cruel look. Looking along with his eyes, he could see a injured man leaning down to the ground.

The man seemed very scared and his body was trembling. The clothes on his body had a huge tear, almost ruining the whole clothes. There was a wound on his calf, bleeding constantly. A long blood mark was dragged out on the ground behind the man.

The gunman walked over with great momentum and pulled the man from the ground. The man barely stood with one leg.

The man pushed the man for a few meters and pushed him down on the table and chair. A clear bloody handprint was left behind on the collar that had just been scratched behind his neck.

The man dared not resist and could only let him fiddle with it.

The gun holder opened the drawer of the desk, took out a notebook, and then took out two notebooks from the mountaineering bag, and threw them on the desk together with the mountaineering bag. The desk did not cause dust to cause it - the desk was very clean, and the same was true for the chairs where men sat, which seemed to be often used.

Almost as soon as the notebook fell on the desk, the gunman immediately pushed the flintlock gun behind the man's head and pushed it unrestrainedly. Under threat, the man's head was almost level with his chest.

With this shaking, the wound on the man's head also oozed out, flowing through his forehead and through the corners of his eyes.

"Read!" the gun holder ordered.

The blood flowing into the eyes made the man blink frequently, and it was difficult to open his eyes. At the same time, the basement was so dark. But the man had no room for resistance, so he could only maintain this painful situation and took the top one of the three books.

Read it.

This is a diary. Although it is a diary, it is only a few pages. The book is almost brand new and has not been used much. The font in the diary is immature and has a light tone, and it is obviously written by a young child.

The author is named Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran was born in a wealthy family and lived in a villa area near the outskirts of Xicheng. The entire villa area is built against the mountains. Zhou Ran's family is located deep in the villa area, closest to the top of the mountain, and has the highest geographical location, and can overlook all other neighbors.

Zhou Ran is six years old this year and has lived here since childhood.

The Zhou Ran family is a big family, with a brother, a father and two mothers, including servants who do not live here at night, the maximum number of people in the entire house can exceed the plural.

When you see this, you will definitely want to say, wait, did you just say something amazing?

Haha, it is actually not a big deal. It’s just that rich people are not satisfied with a woman and marry an extra wife. Although it may not be recognized in the documents, it is at least consenting to two sides.

Anyway, one early morning in June.

After washing up with the help of his servant, Zhou Ran ran down from the second floor bedroom with great energy and ran all the way to the dining room. When passing by the butler, the butler used a magnetic male voice to remind him: "Young Master, be careful not to fall."

In the dining room, Zhou Ran's mother Liang Yuling was bringing the meal to the table.

The dining room is next to the corridor, and the first room when entering the corridor is the kitchen. On weekdays, servants prepare meals, but today Liang Yuling seems to be in a good mood and specially made a meal himself.

Without waiting for the dishes to be served, Zhou Ran picked a seat and sat down to serve her stomach.

At this time, a rhythmic and crisp sound came from my ears. Zhou Ran’s father Zhou Zeyu came back from his morning walk and was stepping hard on his leather shoes, heading towards the dining room step by step.

Zhou Zeyu is in his forties and is wearing a brown shirt. He doesn't fit very well. He has a bulging trousers and almost mentions the ribs and thick eyebrows.

Zhou Zeyu glanced at Liang Yuling, who was busy preparing breakfast, and then glanced at the food on the table. He snorted unhappily and shouted at the servant beside him: "Create a breakfast for me and take it to my study. Have you heard it?"

Then he went upstairs with annoyance.

Liang Yuling frowned as if she had eaten something bitter, then pretended to be nothing, and returned to the kitchen to continue making the breakfast that was about to be completed, but the movements were less brisk.

Zhou Ranzhi ate eighty-minute full before the fourth person came to the dining room.

That was Zhou Ran’s mother, He Qi, who was only 22 years old. He was the last person to come to have dinner every day. After all, it took half an hour to put on makeup and hair care, not to mention occasionally having to worry about such a big thing as ‘what is the best to wear today’.

He Qi wore gold and silver without any concealment, with shiny jewelry all around her neck, wrists and ears. She would wear a backless dress even if she didn't go out for a day, which attracted attention.

But what else can I say? He Qi's beautiful face, Zhuo Yue's figure, and silky skin, if it is not so ostentatious, it seems wrong.

Liang Yuling's clothes are so monotonous that they are always accompanied by long skirts and long white gloves.

Liang Yuling looked at Zhou Ran and He Qi on the dining table, sighed, picked up the landline beside her, and dialed the phone. The microphone rang twice, and the butler's voice came.

Liang Yuling: "It seems that the eldest young master will not come down again today. You can bring him one."

The housekeeper replied on the other end, "Okay, madam."

At around 10:30 in the morning, Zhou Ran's family gathered at the entrance of the gate. Zhou Zeyu, Zhou Ran's two mothers, and the eldest young master He Long, were not short of each of them. The electric double-opening iron fence door had already opened, and a taxi was driving from afar.

It took a few minutes from seeing the taxi until it reached the gate.

He Long was impatient and sometimes slighted his toes, sometimes playing with his hair, and finally started playing with his phone.

After the taxi stopped, three people got out of the car.

Zhou Zeyu eagerly met him and looked at the three people in turn.

The boy with a firm eyes and a straight body spoke at the front of the three, said: "I am Zheng Han."

The young man named Zheng Han has three-seven-part bangs long with one finger, a high nose bridge, a thin mouth as thin as paper, and a very handsome appearance. His body is also untainted, unlike the time he had been on the road for two days.

"Ah! My son! They are so old." Zhou Zeyu walked over and patted Zheng Han on his shoulder, turned to everyone, and shouted loudly as if showing off, "This is my son!"

Zheng Han also smiled at Zhou Ran and the others.

Liang Yuling and He Qi exchanged glances - it is really hard to see Zhou Zeyu like this on weekdays, whether it is this passion or this kind of joy. On weekdays, Zhou Zeyu is very macho, arrogant and arrogant, unable to listen to a word from others, and can't see a smile on every half year, so it seems that it is difficult to be happy and pleased.

"Where is the luggage? I must have a lot of luggage when I come so far." Zhou Zeyu seemed really happy today.

Zheng Han was carrying a linen shoulder bag on his body, but the bag was not big and probably couldn't hold too much.

Zheng Han: "Ah, there is also a suitcase in the trunk." Zhou Zeyu was about to carry the suitcase as soon as he heard that, and the butler hurriedly walked up and got his luggage before Zhou Zeyu.

Zheng Han hurriedly said, "It's quite heavy, I'll take it." He walked up to get the suitcase.

But the butler had already taken out the suitcase from the trunk at this time. As Zheng Han said, the suitcase was indeed very heavy. As soon as the butler took the suitcase from the car, the suitcase immediately sank. The butler hurriedly stabilized and finally did not fall to the box.

This time, the change was very fast. Although everyone saw it, it was not embarrassing.

Zhou Zeyu glanced at the butler and said to Zheng Han: "Forget it, let him carry it. Come on, let's go into the house first."

Zhou Zeyu enthusiastically wrapped his arms around Zheng Han's shoulders and hugged him into the house. On the way, he introduced the people at home one by one.

When he heard that Zhou Zeyu had a concubine besides his wife, Zheng Han did not frown, but just kept a polite smile and responded: "That's it."

Seeing Zheng Han's reaction, Zhou Zeyu seemed very satisfied and his laughter became louder.

The butler behind looked at the other two people a few times and said in a calm tone: "You are the new servants, follow me, don't do extra things." The two of them acted as they said.

After Zhou Zeyu and his family welcomed Zheng Han into the house, they sat down in the living room on the first floor, drinking tea and snacks, while getting to know each other and asking about each other's affairs until midday.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhou Ran, who had been bored with adult conversations, was finally allowed to leave. Zhou Ran walked through the corridor and came to the auxiliary building of the villa.

The second floor auxiliary building is mainly composed of guest rooms, with as many as six, and they are all on the second floor. The first floor is a game room with a pool bar, KTV and other entertainment facilities. The auxiliary building is next to the mountains, and the steep mountain wall is less than four or five meters east of the auxiliary building. This also makes the corridor the only passage to enter and exit the auxiliary building.

There is an additional door to the south of the auxiliary building, which leads to a garden made of imitating islands on the south side of the auxiliary building.

In fact, it is a simple area, surrounded by a small river. After walking through a corridor from the auxiliary building, there is a delicate bridge that is only two meters long to cross the river. There is a big tree that can only be surrounded by two or three people. Under the tree is a dome pavilion. At the same time, there are many short trees and flowers and plants inside, lush.

Zhou Ran went straight to the pavilion and stopped near the corridor.

——It should be nearby.

Zhou Ran's eyes were searching for the ground, looking for something.

After searching for several clusters of bushes, Zhou Ran found it. It was an ant hole. Zhou Ran discovered it two days ago.

The ants' team moved in an orderly manner along the invisible line, carrying food without any rest.

Whether it was the desperate spirit of ants or the structure of the body that was completely different from humans, Zhou Ran was fascinated by it. Zhou Ran did nothing and observed it for half an afternoon.

About half an hour after Zhou Ran found the ant hole, the south gate of the auxiliary building was opened and the butler walked out of it.

The butler's figure was a little shaking, his steps were not very steady, and he was a little weak when he walked. As soon as he noticed these things, Zhou Ran discovered that the butler's expression seemed to be a little dazed.

What's wrong? Is today's work very exhausting?

Zhou Ran was thinking that the ants had already discovered the caterpillar that Zhou Ran moved and was planning to siege it. Zhou Ran hurriedly turned his attention back to avoid missing this good show.

The housekeeper on the side did not say hello to Zhou Ran, and walked across the short bridge and disappeared behind the bushes.

Another half an hour passed.

——What did you think at that time?

The next day, Zhou Ran asked himself this when he realized the truth.

Originally, if it were usual, after Zhou Ran had seen enough of the ants, he would go back to the auxiliary building and walk through the corridor to find his mother's snacks.

But that day it was a completely different development.

Zhou Ran trotted into the "little island" and planned to find the butler and go back with him.

But there was no one inside. Zhou Ran looked around and saw no one.

Suddenly, Zhou Ran found a trace of pitch black in the small island filled with green - that was the color the housekeeper liked.

The black trace was transmitted into Zhou Ran's eyes through the low fence of the pavilion. Zhou Ran walked towards the pavilion. As the distance narrowed, the black area gradually expanded until Zhou Ran entered the pavilion and found the butler in a black suit lying downward in the pavilion.

Zhou Ran squatted down and pulled the butler's trouser legs, but naturally he didn't respond. He tried to call the butler twice, but it was still the case.

Zhou Ran ran back to the house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the maid Chen Jing cleaning. So he trotted up and said, "Sister Chen, Uncle Guan looks weird."

Zhou Ran held Chen Jing's hand and led her to the pavilion on the island with a puzzled face.

Chen Jing looked at the butler on the ground, but it seemed as if he was lying there, and the chill began to spread in his heart.
To be continued...