I made myself the protagonist

Chapter 273 The Villa
In the early morning, a slightly fat middle-aged woman carrying a backpack walked along a country path to the door of a single western-style building.

She stopped, looked at the address recorded on the paper in her hand, then pushed the door into the garden and rang the doorbell.

The fat woman wiped the sweat from her forehead, straightened her messy hairstyle for the camera, and waited until the host opened the door.

"Mrs. Jenny, are you home?"

The fat woman approached the intercom and smiled: "I'm Susan, the nanny you hired, and I'm here to serve you today."

Before coming, Susan had roughly learned about the family's situation from the company: the host, James, is a famous surgeon, and now works in the hospital in the town.

Because of the health of his wife Jenny, the family moved from Los Angeles to this rural town called Fram last week to recuperate. They also have a ten-year-old son Alvin and their youngest daughter Leah.

The town is located on the banks of the Saone River. Although it is not as prosperous as the city, the air here is fresh and the environment is beautiful, which has a special flavor.

The population of the town is less than 2000, but all facilities are available, from star hotels to museums and art galleries.

The single-family villa bought by the James family is a bit remote, and it will take three to four 10 minutes to drive here from the center of the town.There are only five or six families in this area, and the distance between them is hundreds of meters.

More than ten seconds passed, but no one in the bungalow responded to him.

Susan couldn't help but rang the doorbell several times in a row. After waiting for about a minute, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to call the other party's home.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

Appearing in front of Susan was a blond girl who looked no more than seven or eight years old.

The girl has a pair of blue eyes, and although there are some small freckles on her cheeks, it adds a bit of unique beauty.

At this moment, with her long hair loose, she was standing by the door with bare feet, staring at herself expressionlessly, her expression looked a little indifferent.

"Hi sweetheart. Is your mother home?"

The girl in front of her should be Liya, the youngest daughter of the employer's family mentioned in the information.Thinking of this, Susan greeted the girl in a friendly manner, and her probing eyes were already looking at the living room behind her.

Unexpectedly, the girl turned around and walked back to the living room without saying a word, and went up the stairs to the second floor.Seeing this situation, Susan froze in embarrassment.

Just as she was hesitating whether to enter the house, a young woman's voice suddenly came from the second floor: "Is it Susan? Wait a minute, I'm getting up, please go to the living room to rest first."

"Okay, Mrs. Jenny!" Susan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the youngest daughter should have gone upstairs to inform her mother.

After changing into a pair of clean slippers at the door, she walked into the hall of the villa. After looking around at the furnishings, she obediently sat on the sofa.

"It's very hot today, how did you come here?" Mrs. Jenny's voice came from upstairs.

"Oh, there is a shuttle bus in the town. Take a ride to the suburbs and walk, and you will find your home in about ten minutes." Susan wiped the sweat from her forehead and responded hastily.

Today's outdoor temperature is as high as 35 degrees, but the doors and windows in the villa are closed, and the air conditioner is not turned on.

Not only that, but there was a strange smell in the room, and it was unclear where it came from.

"The room may be a bit stuffy. I've been sick for the past few days, so I didn't turn on the air conditioner. I'm really sorry. By the way, there is juice in the refrigerator. Please help yourself." Jenny's voice sounded a little hoarse, and she coughed intermittently. Said to Susan.

According to the data, Mrs. Jenny was originally a teacher, but because of a traffic accident, she accidentally had a miscarriage; since then, her body has also suffered from illnesses.

At this time, the other party's voice sounded very weak. Out of worry, Susan quickly got up and walked to the stairs, raised her head and said to the bedroom on the second floor: "Madam, if you are not feeling well, please lie down and have a good rest."

As she spoke, she opened the refrigerator, glanced at the ingredients inside, and raised her voice, "I'll prepare breakfast for you and the children first, and I'll bring the food upstairs later."

After getting Jenny's response, Susan swiftly took out the eggs and bacon from the refrigerator, and then took another jug ​​of iced drinks.

After pouring a glass of juice, she drank it down in one gulp.

"Is the juice broken?"

Susan wiped the corner of her mouth, feeling that the drink she had just had tasted a little strange.Fearing that the children would drink badly, Susan poured the drink into the sink, and then prepared to make breakfast.

The moment she turned around, she suddenly saw Leah at the kitchen door.

Susan was taken aback by this sudden scene. There was obviously no movement near the stairs just now, and she didn't know when the child came over.

The girl still didn't wear slippers, and walked into the kitchen barefoot.

Susan felt that this little girl was too weird, and her every move looked a little abnormal.

But after all, I am a nanny who just arrived, and it is hard to say anything, so I can only coax patiently: "Leah, I want to make you some food, you can go to the living room to play for a while."

However, the girl turned a deaf ear to her words, her blue eyes kept staring at the empty kettle on the table, and Susan vaguely felt resentment in her eyes.

"Do you want to drink fruit juice? Sorry, I just tasted it, and it seems to have gone bad. If you want to drink it, I will squeeze fresh one for you right away." Just as Susan finished explaining, the girl suddenly turned around and ran away.

Susan chased the girl out of the kitchen, saw her running upstairs quickly, and then there was a sound of the door opening.Soon, a man's voice was faintly heard in a certain room, and the other party seemed to be reprimanding Leah for interrupting his work.

"Didn't Mr. James go to the hospital?" Susan was a little surprised. She didn't expect the hostess to be at home today.

If that's the case, why didn't he go downstairs when he came here just now?From the beginning to the end, Mrs. Jenny has been communicating with herself, but except for their youngest daughter, the husband and wife and the eldest son have not shown up until now.

"Mr. James, so you are at home! Do I need to prepare a breakfast for you?" Out of politeness, Susan asked.

But this time, no one upstairs responded to him.Even the hostess' bedroom, where there were occasional coughing sounds before, became quiet.

Susan suddenly felt something was wrong, the family's behavior was too weird.

Out of curiosity, she tiptoed along the stairs to the second floor.At this moment, she suddenly discovered that the smell on the second floor was even worse than that in the living room.

There are a total of four rooms upstairs, and the two doors near the corridor are hung with cartoon door plates, with the names of [Ewen] and [Leah].

The doors of the two children's bedrooms were wide open, and it was pitch black inside. The curtains were drawn tightly, and it was almost impossible to see what was there.

"Sir, madam, are you there?" Susan suddenly noticed that the door of one of the rooms was ajar.After asking twice outside the door, she walked in cautiously.

Judging from the layout, this should be the master's study.At this moment, Mr. James was leaning on a chair with his back facing him. There was no one else in the study, and the previous Leah was nowhere to be seen.

"Mr. James, hello, I'm Susan, the housekeeper you hired..."

Susan stepped forward cautiously, and after smelling the smell seemed to come from the male host, she stretched out her hand in fear and patted the other's shoulder.

"Boom-"

However, in the next second, the male host's body fell limply to the ground.

Mr. James's complexion was livid, his eyes were protruding, and there were black blood stains around his nose and mouth. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Susan screamed and rushed out of the room. She opened the door of the next bedroom, and through the light from the curtains, she saw the long-dead hostess Susan lying on the bed with sunken cheeks and a long mouth.

And on the fan in the house, there is still a boy's body hanging. Judging from his age, it should be the eldest son of this family, Aiwen.

Susan was terrified by the scene in front of her. If the family had died, who was it that spoke to her before?What happened to the youngest daughter of this family? !
"No, I have to leave here..." She murmured to herself, turned around and was about to run downstairs.

However, at this moment, a small white figure suddenly appeared on the stairs in front.

"Where are you going?"

Leah tilted her head and stared at Susan, holding a sharp knife in her hand.To Susan's horror, the voice from this girl's voice was clearly the "Mrs. Jenny" just now!
"Don't come here..." Susan backed away again and again. She was in a hurry and wanted to escape into the bedroom and lock the door behind her, but soon, a severe cramping pain came from her abdomen.

Susan fell to the ground, feeling her throat was sweet, and "wow" spit out a large pool of blood.

"I added ingredients to that glass of juice, how about it, doesn't it taste good?" This time, Liya's voice changed into a deep and hoarse male voice.

She walked towards the nanny struggling to crawl on the ground step by step, a fleeting red light flashed in her eyes.Accompanied by a quick and weird laugh, the girl raised the sharp knife in her hand.

　This time the boss is not a ghost.

　　It is rare to let everyone go abroad again, who will be the lucky ones this time?

　　PS: I hope everyone will give more support to the new book Inherited Misfortune, and give some recommendations for collections. The Qidian Theater is finally ready, and there should be recommendations starting next week!

　　I hope the new book can produce results, otherwise I sacrifice the double update of this book to write it, I really lose money QAQ
　　


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