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Chapter 1,788 Villa

Soon, the five men and women who came to camp were settled in.

The owner of the lakeside villa enthusiastically lent them many camping supplies, and even sent them barbecue grills, fried chicken, ham, steak and other instant foods.

"The Lorne couple are such enthusiastic people, they are really good people."

The five young people, while talking, began to sing, dance, fish, barbecue, and have a picnic...

At this moment, the camera turned and four eyes were revealed on the glass window not far away!

"Ah!" Lydia screamed and grabbed the spider robot Hovey next to her.

"Master, please respect yourself, I will not provide additional services." Hovey said seriously.

"Get out!" Lydia said in her mouth, still holding on to the opponent's mechanical arm.

It’s the type of dish that you want to watch.

Four eyes, staring at five people.

The close-up lasted for a minute and finally disappeared.

Immediately after the camera turned, the five young people disappeared, and the off-road vehicle, camping site, barbecue grill, tent... disappeared together with them.

The lakeside was clean and nothing could be seen.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

A few days later, two patrol policemen came here.

They knocked on the door of the villa.

An elderly couple came out of the house. They looked kind and friendly. The man wore glasses and looked like a scholar. The woman was holding a Bible and reciting something.

"Have you seen these five missing young people?" Patrolman A asked politely.

Looking at his appearance, I subconsciously ruled out the elderly couple as the murderers.

"I've seen them before. They camped here and left a day later. We haven't seen them since." The old man shook his head.

"Which direction did you go from? Did you see it?"

"In that direction." The elderly man pointed in a direction.

After patrol officers A and B thanked them, they drove their motorcycles to catch up.

Soon they discovered rut marks.

"Who is the murderer?" Lydia asked.

"Uh, the old couple? That's them." Hovey said casually.

"That's not necessarily true. Is there anyone else in the villa? I don't know. The information given is too little. I can only say that they are suspicious."

"It's all bullshit."

"Bang!" Lydia hit it and hit the steel. She was hurt...

"Damn it, can't your skin be replaced with silicone?"

"Sorry, I am a housekeeping robot, I am irresponsible and cannot be described."

"roll!"

"Look, there are new clues."

The two patrolmen chased him along the ruts and finally reached a cliff.

Below the cliff is a crashed off-road vehicle. I took out a pair of photos and they match exactly.

"It seems that this is the off-road vehicle driven by the missing person."

Patrolman A said, then took out his walkie-talkie to call for support.

Soon the helicopter arrived and many police patrols came down.

Everyone went down to the bottom of the cliff and finally found five highly damaged carcasses.

There were traces of fire and impact injuries, all of which were written on the appraisal report.

However, a more detailed autopsy was not performed.

"It looks like it was just a traffic accident, let's leave it at that." The patrol chief quickly came to a conclusion and closed the case hastily.

If only they could deal with the missing person's family.

When the family members saw the body, they felt so sad and had nothing to say, so they could only take the remains for cremation.

At this time, the camera turned, and in a forest facing the cliff, the four eyes from before appeared again, looking towards the cliff.

"It must be murder," Hovey confirmed.

Because of God's perspective, four eyes are too strange.

Peeping at the victim, and then at the patrol police's investigation site.

This is too similar to the murderer's perspective and behavior.

"I think so." Lidya did not argue.

After all, she was a little scared.

Because she remembered, her colleagues invited her to go camping somewhere last week.

She knew what those men were thinking, so she decisively refused.

Of course nothing happened afterwards, just a shootout on the road.

Then another group of young people came to camp by the lake.

Missing again.

This time, the patrol officers felt something was wrong.

Why are you always here?

"It must be that the traffic warning signs near this cliff are not obvious enough. Let the mounted police put up a few more signs and add guardrails," the patrol chief said.

The patrolmen admitted silently.

No one thinks too much.

Only this time, the family members felt something was wrong.

Because they have seen the news and know that an incident happened here.

So someone hired a private investigator.

It's just that after some investigation, the detectives gave a report that although there was something fishy about it, I couldn't find it.

"Hey, didn't you say that the detective can find any clues? Why can't there be any doubts?" Lydia asked doubtfully.

"Wait a minute, look at the sixth detective report. It says that there was a mark left by a knife on the damaged bones." Hovey reminded.

"But the patrol said it was accidentally injured while they were camping."

"Who is the source of this information?"

"The old couple's confession was that they saw these young people having a conflict by the lake, and they stabbed each other with knives, and then they stopped."

"Haha." Hovey sneered.

"Your laugh is very human."

"Of course, I'm imitating the human voice." Hovey didn't forget to disguise himself at this time.

After all, this is how he plays games. Even if his true identity is revealed, he will never take the initiative to expose it.

"The confession is very suspicious, but there is no key evidence. Why didn't they search the house?" Lydia asked doubtfully.

"There must be no evidence. You can't apply for a search warrant without evidence. Let's see what happens next in the movie."

A detective, lured by the bounty, broke into the house single-handedly.

The horror plot officially begins.

He was hunted in this three-story house.

There are traps and traps everywhere here.

Slings, pedals, crosses...

It's like a chainsaw maniac's workshop.

Escape and pursuit are the fastest-paced plots, making it impossible to divert attention.

The detective was finally locked in the basement of the villa.

After a scream, there was no more sound.

"Ah!" Lydia was so frightened that she hugged the iron knot next to her tightly.

Hovey wasn't scared at all, after all he was watching the movie through a movie.

This level of stimulation has been reduced too much.

"What's so scary about this? Isn't it just a replica of Chainsaw Mania?"

"But, but you, have you noticed that that villa can move!" Lidia finally expressed her fear.

Yes, she saw that the location of the villa was different when she camped twice.

"It's just a mobile home, which means there's a base underneath..." Halfway through, Hovey couldn't continue.

Because mobile homes are so rare, and they can’t be too big.

In that case, the house will fall down if it is touched.

Usually it's a small public toilet or something like that.

And this kind of three-story villa is difficult to build mobile.

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