"Screech!"
A vehicle came to a stop inside a residential area somewhere around Lilac Lake. The door opened and out came Uncle Jiang, who then ran hastily to the house.
He knocked first. After getting no reply, he took out his key and opened the door. The estate was also a spacious villa, which was right now pitch-dark inside—none of the lights were on.
Switching on the overhead light of the living room, he called out, "Hello, Qing Qing? Qing Qing, are you here?"
"..."
There was no reply.
Uncle Jiang grew suspicious at the strange atmosphere of the house, for doors to all the rooms were tightly shut, and so were the curtains. The entire villa felt like a huge sealed box, denying the light outside any access. A faint smell of spoiled food also filled the air.
To make it stranger, he saw that his wife's shoes were clearly in the shoe cabinet and her bag and car keys were lying on the top.
"Click!"
