Chapter 83 The Nailed Wardrobe

The 7 Series, with a dented hood and shattered glass, was almost scrapped and stopped in front of the villa gate. The entrance to the parking lot was on the left, but Sister Hong was too anxious to bother to park.

Inside the security room, the old security guard with wrinkles on his face put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the car outside vigilantly.

Seeing Sister Hong coming down, he was a little bit unbelievable. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly got up and ran to open the door.

"Miss! Is that you?"

Sister Hong and Jiang Chen got out of the car. She was stunned for a moment, a little unsure: "Uncle Zhao?"

The old man's eyes were filled with tears: "Really, young lady! You are finally here. God has mercy on you. How much suffering did this little girl endure out there!"

"Come on, come on, come in!"

Then he seemed to have thought of something and opened a small door on the iron gate. He looked around and waved, as if he was afraid of something.

After the two entered the door, Uncle Zhao hurriedly closed the door and locked it with an iron lock.

"It's been a bit quiet here lately. One night, I saw a headless woman outside, jumping towards me. I was really scared. Ladies, did you encounter anything scary just now?" Uncle Zhao asked concernedly.

He consciously did not ask too many questions about Jiang Chen's identity. After all, he was a servant. Even if he was familiar with the Fourth Young Lady, he could not really act like an elder. Doing so would be too stupid.

"...No." Sister Hong glanced at Jiang Chen and said with a smile on her lips.

"That's great, but... alas, young lady, you came at the wrong time. A lot of things have happened in the villa recently. I'm just an old man, and many people have run away."

"By the way, are you going to see the master, or are you going to find a spare guest room first?"

Uncle Zhao was obviously a smart guy, and his words covered everything.

Not only did he express his concern for Sister Hong, he also mentioned his loyalty and took into account the conflicting relationship between Sister Hong and the master.

"Go meet him." When Sister Hong mentioned her father, her face turned a little colder.

"Well, this place is new, the master lives over there." Uncle Zhao went into the security room and got a flashlight: "I'll take you there. If you come, the lady will definitely be very happy!"

The old man led the way with a smile on his face.

Jiang Chen looked around and found that the entire villa area was surrounded by high red walls. This was because the area behind Fushan Mountain had not been developed yet and there were many wild animals.

Looking ahead, there is a three-story stand-alone building with an elegant and majestic architectural style. It is obvious that it was designed by a well-known designer.

Living here are people from Sister Hong’s family, as well as many members of the Gu clan, so it’s quite a large family.

However, it was not yet nine o'clock, but the house seemed extremely deserted, with only two or three houses with lights on.

It must be the series of strange things that happened recently that made everyone in the villa area choose to go to bed early.

Cover yourself with the quilt and pray that you can survive safely until dawn. This is how most ordinary people gain a sense of security when faced with supernatural events.

Not long after, Uncle Zhao took the two into a dark villa.

After sending them into the living room, the old security guard smiled and turned away.

"The master and the mistress may have already fallen asleep. Miss, please go in by yourself. I will go to the door first."

The two entered the living room. Sister Hong used the light from her mobile phone to look for the light switch on the wall. At this time, Jiang Chen behind her suddenly asked a question.

"Do you know this security guard?"

"Well, this is Uncle Zhao. He's been with my father since I was very young. He was a driver when he was young, and when he was a teenager, he took care of the house. He's been very good to me."

"But if he is an acquaintance, why is he secretly watching us outside the door?" Jiang Chen said quietly.

His words froze Sister Hong's hand, which was looking for the switch, in mid-air. She turned her head in disbelief and found that there was indeed a pair of malicious eyes in the gap of the villa door behind her.

"What!?"

"Uncle Zhao, is that you?"