Chapter 15 The Lake Here Is Quiet

When Zhen Fan returned home, Claire flew over impatiently. The little guy had more and more smiles on his face. This made Anne and Thomas very pleased. They even hoped that Claire would spend every day in the Zhen Fan's family, but this is only for thinking about it, it's not their family's style to cause trouble for others.

"Claire!" Zhen Fan called out, and then opened the door, allowing this little guy to slip in. She was familiar with her now, and Zhen Fan didn't need to invite her.

Turn on the TV, then curl up on the couch and watch cartoons like a peaceful kitten.

"Do you want to eat Chinese food?"

Zhen Fan asked loudly in the kitchen.

"Of course, Uncle Zhen, of course I want it!"

Hearing that there was another Chinese dish to eat, Claire scurried down, and then went to the kitchen, looking at Zhen Fan eagerly, biting her fleshy fingers in her mouth, full of cuteness.

"Okay, baby, you sit and watch TV first, it will be fine in a while, and I will call you again!"

"Okay, Uncle Zhen!"

Claire ran back to the living room a little unwillingly, but the temptation of Chinese food made her look at Zhen Fan from time to time, and the cartoons were completely unattractive.

"Tuk-tuk!" Someone knocked on the door.

"Who's out there?"

Claire ran to the door very actively, but couldn't reach the cat's eye, so she moved a stool and stood on the stool to look over.

"Uncle Zhen, that policeman is here again, the very beautiful one!"

"Let me do it, Claire!"

Zhen Fan smiled, walked over, and opened the door. Sarah stood at the door with a displeased expression on her face.

"What's the matter? Sarah, come in!"

"I'll stay tonight and try your Chinese food by the way!"

Sarah looked like a host, went straight in, picked up Claire, and sat on the sofa. Claire twisted her waist and refused to let her hold her. She slipped down and sat on the other side of the sofa, staring at Sarah warily.

"Come here, Claire!"

Sarah reached out to Claire to hug her.

"No, I don't like you!"

Claire made a grimace at Sarah, which made Sarah feel a little helpless, and smiled at Zhen Fan: "Are all children like this? Who do you think she looks like? This temper should be infected from you Bar!"

Zhen Fan ignored Sarah's provocation, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. The ginger chicken stewed in the casserole had already released a strong aroma, which made Claire and Sarah couldn't help sniffling.

“The taste is not bad!”

Sarah clumsily held the chicken piece with her chopsticks, moved her mouth, and took a bite, showing a smug smile at Zhen Fan who was about to watch the show.

"It's much better than the Chinese restaurants outside, but...the chopsticks are not skillful!"

Claire didn't have such troubles, Zhen Fan put it directly on her plate, then put it in her mouth with a fork. This way of eating is naturally much better than Sarah.

"I like Uncle Zhen's Chinese food the most! There are also cakes!"

Claire blinked at Zhen Fan as she spoke, obviously she wanted to attract Zhen Fan's attention, and then brought the topic to the cake, you cunning little villain!

After dinner, the sky gradually darkened.

Claire dozed off on the sofa, and Sarah, whose belly was a little distended, also leaned on the sofa, watching Zhen Fan playing tank games on TV.

"Claire, honey, we're home!"

Anne's voice came from a long way outside the door. Zhen Fan opened the door and let Annie in. Annie looked at Claire who was dozing off, and smiled apologetically.

"It's...excuse me, Zhen!"

"You're welcome, Claire has eaten and just slept, be careful when hugging her!"

Annie nodded, and gently picked up Claire, but it still woke her up. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the mother who was holding her. She smiled sweetly and put her little face on the pillow. On Annie's shoulder, she murmured, "Uncle Zhen, tomorrow I want to eat braised chicken!"

"What to eat?"

Annie didn't seem to understand. Of course I don’t understand, and Zhen Fan doesn’t know how to translate this ginger sauce yellow stuffed chicken, so in front of it is the Chinese pinyin of ginger sauce yellow stew, and then add the English word for chicken. It's no wonder that Annie can understand, even Sarah was stumped by this awkward word at first.

“The names of Chinese dishes are hard to remember!”

Zhen Fan said it again, and Annie barely understood, and smiled awkwardly.

"Claire is already full!"

Watching Annie go out with Claire in her arms, Zhen Fan gave an order behind her back.

"Understood, thank you, Zhen!"

Annie closed the door and went out, only Sarah and Zhen Fan were left in the room.

"Can we go now?"

Sarah couldn't wait.

"No hurry, we have to wait until twelve o'clock in the evening, and we still have a few hours to chat. By the way, what is the situation at the owner's house of the coffee shop you checked?"

"Three years ago, his wife died of acute cerebral hemorrhage when he was playing in the coffee shop!" Sarah said, "It is because of this that I feel a little abnormal. Why do people who play there run away?" Don't take this bad luck."

"It's not that the people who played there couldn't escape this bad luck, but that this bad luck started from the death of her wife." Zhen Fan thought for a while and said something, which made Sarah's heart twitch inexplicably. Jumped a bit.

"When are we leaving?"

Sarah would love to solve this mystery, and the only person she can count on to find a clue now is this guy.

"Don't worry at this moment, we will go, wait for the best time!"

The surface of Bettel Lake is shrouded in a layer of mist.

The lamppost of the car swayed on the rugged lakeside road, and then stopped less than a hundred meters away from the lake. The engine was turned off, the lights went out, the door opened, and Sarah got out of the car first.

"Don't take your gun!"

Zhen Fan also came down, glanced at the pistol that Sarah was holding tightly in both hands, and shook his head in objection.

"Why?" Sarah was a little nervous. At midnight, people were inexplicably nervous. Holding a gun was a subconscious action in the face of unknown dangers.

"I'm afraid you hurt me by mistake!"

Zhen Fan's chuckle made Sarah a little annoyed.

"Shut up, if you don't find anything today, watch how I deal with you!"

Sarah made a low-pitched threat.

Zhen Fan looked at his watch. It was two minutes before midnight. He raised his finger at Sarah and let out a soft "shh".

"Let's find a place to hide."

Zhen Fan grabbed Sarah's hand, then hid in the grass by the lake, his eyes fixed on the water.

"No matter what you see, don't talk, or you will put yourself in a dangerous situation!"

Zhen Fan spoke seriously. Although Sarah was a little dissatisfied, Zhen Fan squeezed her hard, which prevented her from acting rashly and maintained the unique vigilance of a policeman.

In the quiet Belt Lake, there is no sound of water birds and insects.

It was quiet, so quiet that Sarah's heart beat involuntarily, as if something was holding her heart tightly and trying to pull it out.

"take it easy!"

Zhen Fan's voice was so soft that only Sarah's heart could hear it. And his hands were so warm, it felt like they were wrapped in sunlight.

This gradually stabilized her heart.

The mist on the surface of the lake is getting thicker and thicker, as thick as a viscous liquid that cannot be melted.

Sarah subconsciously looked at the luminous watch, the second hand seemed to be making a clicking sound, and the light seemed to be struggling every step she took.

one second...

two seconds...

...

When the dots of light merged into one, Sarah discovered the scene that she would never forget. She covered her mouth in surprise, and tried her best to calm down her beating heart so as not to let herself cry out.

The water vapor on the lake surface slowly condenses, becoming more and more viscous and more substantial. And the top one gradually condensed into a face!

A woman's face!

Sarah has seen this face before, and it is very familiar. It is in a photo. She has made countless assumptions and speculations about this face, and now this face appears in front of her. It is alive and there is no trace of it. Falseness is the face that is condensed by the mist, which looks sticky and pale!

The fog is getting thicker and thicker.

How can it be?

How could the mist condense into a person? A woman, a woman with a pale face and vacant eyes that makes people shudder.

"It's the wife of the owner of the café!"

Sarah subconsciously screamed in a low voice, turned her head, and suddenly found that there was no one around her.

Zhen Fan is gone!

The side around me was empty, as if I was the only one squatting here.

And the sound she made startled the floating woman, she turned her head suddenly, and drifted towards Sarah without any hesitation.

Yes, it's drifting, like water vapor is coming over.

Being discovered was Sarah's first thought.

"Zhen!"

She yelled, jumped out of the grass quickly, took a deep breath, restrained her panic, raised her hand, and pulled the trigger continuously!

"Bang bang bang..."

The gunshots rippling on the calm Bettel Lake, like a dull explosion at the bottom of the water, did not startle any waterfowl.