Chapter 34 Section 12

The accidental death of the private doctor was finally classified as a sudden myocardial infarction—exactly what Xia Lan said.Although there is no legal responsibility, but out of humanity, Xia Lan paid the family member of the private doctor one million yuan as a pension. No one knows the secret behind this incident.Except for Shangguan Yun and Jin Guanjia. They knew very well that the doctor could not have died of a heart attack by chance. His death must have something to do with Xia Qing. It's a terrible secret.However, after this incident, Shangguan Yun was almost a stranger to her husband.Xia Qing's secret lay between them, making them no longer have warmth and trust.And out of fear, Shangguan Yun didn't dare to intervene or ask about Xia Qing anymore.He had to pay attention to what Xia Lan reminded her.

Shangguan Yun endured it, the current life is a kind of torment for her.What she feels now is that not only has her son not returned, but her husband has also been lost.There was nothing she could do about the current situation, except to ignore it and pray that disaster and misfortune would not befall this home that had already been shrouded in terror. But it didn't take long before something went wrong. When Xia Qing just came home, Xia Lan personally prepared his three meals, including supper.Later, Xia Lan handed over this power to the Filipino servant Amiya, but strictly instructed that Xia Qing's food must be cooked separately.There is also an even weirder requirement - when cooking Xia Qing's food, especially when supper, the kitchen door must be closed so that no one else can see the cooking process.

Shangguan Yun had doubts about this matter for a long time, but just like all other doubts, she could only keep it in her heart and dare not ask. It has been more than ten days since Xia Qing came back. He has to eat supper every night, and the time is also very fixed, around eleven o'clock at night.After Amiya made it in the kitchen, put it on a large plate, cover it with a metal lid, bring it to the second floor, put it on a dining cart, and just push it to Xia Qing's door. Every detail was arranged and explained by Xia Lan.Amiya, the Filipino maid, would repeat this incident every night, and she was used to it.

But this night, the situation was a little different from the past. When Amiya pushed the dining cart filled with supper to the young master's door, she was surprised to find that the door was slightly open.She felt a little surprised—for more than ten days, the door of this room was closed, and it was the first time she saw the door open. Amiya stood at the door, hesitating for a few seconds.According to Xia Lan's regulations, no matter whether it is open or closed, she must get down immediately after delivering the snack to the door.However, Amiya also has curiosity after all, she really wants to know what this enigmatic young master is doing in the house every day.

She stared at the door that was only opened less than 30 degrees, and swallowed.Just take a look, I just take a look at the door. Amiya quietly approached the door, gently pushed the door open with her fingers, and tentatively stretched her head inside to look around. no one.Xia Qing was not in the house. The young master went to the bathroom?Amiya's heart darkened.She glanced at the bathroom at the end of the corridor on the second floor.should be. Originally, she planned to retreat like this, and then went downstairs.But the moment she retracted her head again, she suddenly smelled a smell - a disgusting stench - which clearly came from this room.

Amiya frowned, judging what the stench might be coming from.But she couldn't think of it for a while, and stood there in a daze.A few seconds later, she walked into the room as if possessed. Take a look, I just take a look.Her heart was pounding, her eyes were searching the house, her nose was sniffing around, trying to find the source of the smell. More than ten seconds later, she stood in front of Xia Qing's wardrobe.She put her nose close to the closet door and took a deep breath.He was frowned by the stench emanating from inside—obviously, the stinky thing was inside.what is it then?

At this moment, Amiya obviously couldn't control it anymore.Anyone with the slightest curiosity would probably be impossible to leave at such a time.She opened the closet door. Amiya's brain exploded with a "buzz".Her eyes turned black, like a snake that stepped on the grass, she quickly bounced back, then covered her mouth with her hands, and screamed in horror: "Ah——!" She had only seen the things in the closet in nightmares—there were countless dead animals!Cats, dogs, mice, snakes, and maybe... rabbits?Some were decomposed, and some looked like fresh corpses that had just died.She saw that there were still some small things moving inside... hadn't breathed out yet?Or... God, she didn't dare to look any longer, covering her mouth with both hands desperately to keep herself from screaming or throwing up.

God, I want to... Get out of here!Amiya couldn't stay there for a second.She closed the closet door in fear and planned to get out of the room immediately.But turning away, she froze. Xia Qing was standing at the door, staring at her coldly.And at some point, the door of the house was silently closed. The moment Amiya met Xia Qing's eyes, she suddenly felt unable to move, like a frog stared at by a snake, powerless to resist.Her body was cold and erect, and her legs were weak. "Master Xia Qing... I brought you a midnight snack... here, at the door." Amiya couldn't help trembling.She was an adult woman in her thirties, but the sense of fear and oppression brought to her by this six-year-old boy made her tremble with fear.

The corner of Xia Qing's mouth moved.Is he laughing?Amiya wasn't sure.She only knew that the boy was approaching her step by step.She instinctively felt the shadow of death coming towards her. Just when Xia Qing was about to approach Amiya, there was a sudden "bang", and the door was pushed open.Xia Lan stood at the door and shouted: "Xia Qing! No way!" He quickly ran to Xia Qing, hugged his son, and kept repeating: "No, son... this can't be done..." He raised his head Lai shouted at the stunned Amiya: "Get out!" Amiya walked around them in a panic, and ran downstairs as if fleeing for her life.

Omg this is horrible...I have to...get out of here now!Amiya's instinct told her that she had just escaped death, and she must not stay in this place anymore!She rushed to her room, dug out a box, stuffed a few clothes and belongings in it, and planned to flee immediately. She carried the suitcase to the living room, and was about to open the door to go out, when someone shouted from behind: "Amiya!" Amiya trembled all over, and the box in her hand almost fell to the ground.She turned her head tremblingly, and saw the owner standing at the top of the stairs - Xia Lan. Xia Lan approached Amiya, staring at the luggage in her hand: "You want to leave here?"

Amiya begged: "Sir, I beg you...let me go..." Xia Lan waved her hands irritably, motioning her to stop: "If you want to leave, I won't stop you. But you should tell me, right? Don't you want this month's salary?" "No, no... Sir, as long as you let me go, I will be grateful." Amiya said pitifully. Xia Lan sighed on her back, and took out a bank card from her pocket: "Amiya, I know that you really want to go back to the Philippines and live a prosperous life with your family. Now, I will fulfill your wish. There are 800,000 on this card. The password is 123456. You hold it and never come back.” Amiya looked at Xia Lan, as if she couldn't believe it was true.She hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pick up the card. Xia Lan's hand holding the bank card suddenly shrank back, staring at his Filipino maid: "But remember, you can't tell anyone what happened tonight." Amiya nodded hurriedly. "Also, the food you prepare for Xia Qing every night is also a secret." Xia Lan stared at her sharply, "If you let others know about these things, it will definitely cause me trouble. If something like this happens , I will trouble you too, do you understand?" "I understand, I understand... Sir, I will fly back to the Philippines tomorrow and will never come to China again." Xia Lan nodded slowly, handed the bank card to Amiya, and watched her open the door and disappear into the darkness.