Rebirth of a Wealthy Family: Blackened Charming Wife

Chapter 110
The bookshelf is still quiet, as if it has fallen asleep in the thick darkness.

Wearing PU leather shoes, he walked around casually, rubbing against the ground, making a slight sound.

In the view of the curator, after the police leave, there should be no one around at this time.

Therefore, at this time, instead of being sneaky, turn on the light of the mobile phone and walk around with confidence.

I didn't realize it at all, the danger... was gradually approaching behind me step by step.

The curator took a few steps to the soundproof room, and the aisles of the bookshelves were criss-crossed.

Facing the soundproof room, the bookshelf closest to the door, skillfully turn right and enter.

Melting into the darkness, Tang Xiaoqi raised the corners of his mouth and followed excitedly.

The front is a dead end~

……

The curator stared at the bookshelf on the third floor, stretched out two broad palms, and slowly pulled out the book that was stuck inside.

"Clap!"

The crisp sound of glass breaking suddenly exploded in the silent night.

The glass broke and exploded violently like a firework, as if the light of the fire spread, and scattered pieces on the passageway of the bookshelf.

The curator shook his hand, the book fell to the ground, his heart tensed, and the dim light of the mobile phone moved over anxiously in an instant.

The silence after the rupture was extraordinarily eerie, leaving only a piece of bright glass shards on the ground, which glowed coldly after reflection.

The shattered rays of light reflected on the curator's frozen face, which was a bit bitingly cold.

It was as if a cold dagger was brushing gently against his cheek.

"Who is it? Don't play tricks!"

The curator acted like he was going all out, chased after a few steps, stood in front of the broken glass, and looked around.

The passage was empty!
Cold sweat broke out slightly on the curator's forehead, and he remembered the last look he had with the black cat just now.

There was endless darkness in the dark blue cat eyes, as if trying to tear him into pieces.

No...really...really something dirty!
The curator's face changed, and he couldn't help taking a step back in fear.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

The heart is like a drumstick, hitting the chest, beating violently, and the sound is like thunder.

The bewilderment and fear of the unknown domain entangled, wrapped and engulfed his remaining courage through the deep darkness.

Tang Xiaoqi in the dark is like a cat catching food, enjoying it to the fullest, teasing the last life of the food wantonly.

A pair of plain white and slender hands picked up the book that the curator scared away just now in the dark.

Hide back into the darkness again.

Tang Xiaoqi came to the window, the wind blew in, and the black curtains rolled and fluttered.

The bright moonlight came in from the window, reflecting the darkness of the place.

Tang Xiaoqi's diamond-like eyes flashed brightly, and all his interests were concentrated.

The bone-like rotten writing has been worn by time and changed color.

The vermilion cover is about the size of an A4 paper, engraved with black English words.

Its thickness is comparable to the width of a palm.

The feeling of thickness is uneven, as if a book is half wet.

Slowly open the cover.

When he saw what was inside, the little black and blue pupils shrank into a slit in shock.

This book is a simple box!
What's inside is outrageous.

Layers of transparent plastic wrap are wrapped and wrapped, carefully without any gaps.

Inside the plastic wrap is a piece of minced meat, and the pieces of minced meat are crowded together.

Some have changed color, and some are even glowing with scarlet blood.

This scene constantly stimulates the vision, and everything smells bloody and weird.

　It's okay, it's okay, I caught up, and it's only a few minutes before tomorrow. (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)