Chapter 139: whos Afraid?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

At this point, Victor looked around and lowered his voice. Before the murderer was caught, the police discovered that the murderer had died tragically in the printing factory. I heard that it was Old Master Glen who got someone to torture the murderer to death However, this matter was done very secretly. Perhaps the police were soft-hearted. In short, the case ended just like that. Because they couldnt find any concrete evidence, Old Master Glen was fine. However, the old couple was also very pitiful. They had been guarding this villa that had the aura of their daughter. They wanted to find their daughters corpse, but they couldnt find it no matter what. In the end, the old lady couldnt hold on anymore and pa.s.sed away first. Hence, there was only Old Master Glen in this villa.

At the thought of this, Victor felt his hair stand on end. It was clearly broad daylight, but he felt a chill run down his spine.

George asked, Old Master Glen didnt interrogate the murderer about the whereabouts of his daughters corpse?

Victor shook his head. He definitely did, but we dont know why he didnt get anything out of her.

Elmer stood beside Amelia and looked at the villa in front of him. If Im not wrong, this should be the home of Ella Greens good friend. What a coincidence. It was so coincidental that it seemed like someone had deliberately planned it.

Amelia tiptoed and said anxiously, Eldest Uncle, I want to go in. Can I knock on the door?

George asked his a.s.sistant, Erik, to ring the doorbell. As he bent down and picked Amelia up, Victor said hesitantly, Miss Mia, do you know this family? To be honest, he didnt really want to go in. He had wanted to sell his villa previously, but a fortune-teller said that his villa was a treasure land. As long as he stayed there, he could successfully make a fortune, so he didnt move away! However, it was impossible for him to enter the Glen familys house! He would be traumatized!

However, at this moment, Amelia said to him, Uncle Duncan, your mother is inside.

Victor was stunned. What?

Amelia gestured. That old Grandmas face looks very similar to yours. Theyre both very special and amazing.

When Victor heard this description, he was almost certain that what Amelia saw was really his mother! He immediately said, Lets go in now.

Amelia glanced at Victor, who quickly went forward and knocked on the door. Uncle Glen, its me, Little Duncan from across. Open the door.

Erik had already pressed the doorbell before Victor, but no one answered. As Victor knocked on the door, he turned around and explained to Amelia and the others, Uncle Glen doesnt like to be disturbed, especially after Old Madam

Glen pa.s.sed away. He almost never comes out.

After a long time, a weak voice came from the video call. Whats the matter?

Victor said, Uncle Glen, we He paused and turned to look at Amelia. He suddenly did not know why they were visiting. He could not tell Uncle Glen that his old mother was at your house, right?

At this moment, Amelia lay in front of the video call and said, Grandpa Glen, I know where sisters corpse is.

The video doorbell was cut off with a bang. After a while, the door opened with a soft sound.

Come in. Grandpa Glens voice was still weak, but if one listened carefully, they could hear a hint of excitement.

The group of them stepped into the villa. William gulped and looked at Georges trousers. This was his last bit of stubbornness.

The door was about to close. Amelia looked at the second floor again. Above the villas entrance was the balcony on the second floor. At this moment, the old lady was hanging on the railing. William, who was constantly paying attention to Amelia, had already guessed what Amelia was looking at.

However, when he looked up, he only saw the empty balcony. At this moment, William felt that it was scarier to not see it than to see it! His small hand could not help but clench Georges suit pants.

George looked down at William. What are you afraid of? Even though he was facing his son, Georges voice was still cold and not very gentle.

William stubbornly turned his head. Im not afraid. Whos afraid?! Although he said that, he tightened his grip on Georges suit pants. George was speechless and reached out to hold Williams hand.

The group of them finally entered the house. As soon as they stepped in, a rotten smell a.s.saulted their faces, mixed with the unique smell of old people and an indescribable smell.

A voice came from upstairs. Come on up. Im on the second floor.

William was shocked. Amelia had already taken the lead and stepped onto the stairs. She did not forget to hold Williams hand. Brother, lets go upstairs..