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Volume 1 The Farmer Is Crazy Chapter 50 Unexpected

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    There was movement in the garden full of red roses. Reno, who was nervous, stopped and stared at a swaying rose bush. The magic power gathered on the ARM increased greatly, and the combat silver shovel was summoned in advance.  come out.

    Something was scurrying among the rose bushes, coming towards him.  Renault raised his silver shovel in preparation for a counterattack, and the thing jumped out of the flowers and landed five steps away from him.

    Meow-

    What jumped out was a slender black kitten. Renault's actions frightened it. It widened its amber cat eyes, screamed in panic, and fled into the flowers at the other end.

    Your grandfather¡¯s!

    Not to mention the kitten, Renault was also frightened and cursed in his mind.  He looked away from the escaping little black cat, and was shocked to find a series of bloody footprints where the little black cat had just run.  Didn't he remember that the kitten was injured?

    Renault became alert again and quickly glanced around. The garden returned to its previous tranquility, and there was no clue.  He wanted to follow the small stone path directly into the bungalow behind the fountain, but curiosity drove him to change the path and walk towards the rose bush where the little black cat had just escaped.

    The roses were well taken care of, growing thick and full, and the flowers were large and gorgeous. However, the thorns on the branches and leaves were also strong and sharp. Renault didn't know where to start next to the flowers.  He inserted the silver shovel into the flowers and used his mind power to move the dense flower branches to both sides to create a path.  The roses that were pushed to both sides stopped ten steps away because the silver shovel felt something foreign lying in the flowers.

    Renault walked along the path toward the flowers and used a silver shovel to pry open the roses around the foreign object. Soon, he saw a middle-aged woman covered in blood lying in the messy flowers.

    His arrival attracted the attention of the woman who was in a semi-conscious state. She turned her absent-minded eyes and looked at Renault. She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to speak, but unexpectedly a stream of blood poured out of her throat and blocked her.  pronunciation.

    The middle-aged woman's condition looked very bad. Renault quickened his pace and came to her. He squatted down to check her injuries. The left side of the woman's neck was bitten by something, and blood kept coming out.  The blood-stained clothes also appeared to be in tatters, and there were several deep scratches on the half-naked back, as if they had been scratched by the claws of wild beasts.

    "Auntie, how do you feel?" Renault leaned down slightly and asked the middle-aged woman.

    "Letter" The middle-aged woman stretched her index finger with difficulty and pointed in the direction of the bungalow.

    "Letter?" Reno thought of the reward mission to deliver the letter and was confused.  "I accepted the mission and came here to see if I can pass it"

    The middle-aged woman coughed heavily and coughed up the blood stuck in her throat. Her absent-minded eyes were trembling with severe pain, which was getting worse with every breath she took.

    Renault took out the bounty task list in his bag to prove his identity. The middle-aged woman glanced at it vaguely and motioned for Renault to lower her body.

    Renault leaned down lower. The woman was saying something, but her voice was very low. He had to put his ear to her lips.

    "The letteris in the secret room of the master bedroom on the second floorbehind the oil painting" The middle-aged woman struggled to say every word, "send it to the magic clan leaderbe carefulthe bad guy"

    The woman¡¯s voice stopped, and Renault no longer felt her warm breathing. She was dead.

    The moment he saw the middle-aged woman, he even thought that this was a trap set up by the person offering the reward to test the person who took over the task, but this was obviously not the case now.  The woman was really dead. Not only was she breathing, but her heart had also stopped beating. Reno's suspicion had already led him to reach under the other person's heart first.

    What happened was unexpected to Renault. How could a letter delivery mission with a level B difficulty end up causing death?  And this was before the task was officially taken over?

    When the middle-aged woman died, her eyes were not closed.  I¡¯m so worried that I can¡¯t rest in peace.  Renault sighed and reached out to close the woman's eyes.

    Meow-

    The cat's meow attracted him, and he stood up and saw the black kitten standing in front of the door of the bungalow. It raised its head and stared at the door that was half open at some point, looking timid and alert. Suddenly it hurriedly  He turned around, screamed as if he had seen a ghost, ran along the small stone path and out of the big black iron gate, and disappeared in a flash.

    Seeing this scene, Renault couldn't help but frown.  He glanced at the dead middle-aged woman, sighed, used his silver shovel to clear a path through the flowers, and walked directly towards the two-story bungalow with the door half open.

    On the way to the front door of the bungalow, nothing worrying happened.  However, Renault felt the same as when he first entered this house. Someone was watching him in the dark.It should be the murderer of the woman.

    Renault judged this way.

    He is not a policeman, so he does not need to care about catching the murderer.  It's just that the woman obviously had no choice but to give him the task of delivering the letter before she died. She had no time to verify his ability.  She was still remembering the letter when she died. Obviously, the letter was more important than herself.  He was going to the Magic Tribe, and since he decided to take on this mission, he had no intention of giving up halfway.

    He raised the silver shovel against the half-open door and pushed it inward. The door creaked completely open. The luxurious living room that came into view was clearly visible. No suspicious person was found. The silver shovel against the door could not feel anyone.  Hide behind the doorway.

    Renault stepped into the living room. He looked around. The living room was neatly furnished and there was no sign of a fight or struggle. It was obvious that the middle-aged woman was lured into the garden and then fatally attacked.

    "Woo"

    A child's cry came from the room upstairs.

    "Mommy mommy¡­¡­"

    The child was crying, and Renault walked through the living room and climbed up the stairs leading to the second floor.  The little black cat's unusual reaction prevented him from taking it lightly - the murderer, for some purpose, stayed in the house after killing the hostess.

    There are many portraits on the walls of the corridor, which are lifelike and lifelike. Some of them are portraits of middle-aged women, and there are also portraits of her and a gentleman-looking man. Looking at her sweet smile, it is not difficult to guess who she is.  man's relationship with her.

    There are six rooms on the second floor, and the child's cry came from the study on the left.  Out of caution, Renault opened the door of every room he passed to check inside to see if there was a murderer hiding inside.  The furnishings in the four guest rooms were simple and clear at a glance, and there was no place for people to hide - maybe there were people hiding in the closets that he had not opened to check, but the children's urgent and panicked calls distracted him.  His first priority was to check on his child as soon as possible.

    The door to the study room was opened by him. A little blond girl about five years old was sitting on the ground in front of the desk crying. She was looking for her mother.

    The little girl was crying so hard that she was out of breath, with tears and snot gathering on her chin.  Renault felt distressed and hurriedly walked over to pick up the little girl.  "Don't cry, don't cry. Big brother will take you to find your mother later." Thinking of the dead woman, she should be the little girl's mother, right?  How could he tell this cruel fact to an inexperienced five-year-old child?

    While coaxing the little girl, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears and snot from her face.  The little girl was also well-behaved. When she heard that her elder brother was taking her to find her mother, she immediately stopped crying, put her cute little face on his right shoulder, and murmured softly.  "Look for mom, mom"

    Renault thought about it. He had to go to the master bedroom to get the letter the woman was talking about. He hadn't seen the girl's father yet. Maybe he had gone out. He could hand the child to the police station until her father came back.  .

    The bedroom was right next door to the study. Renault carried the child into the bedroom. Thick curtains were drawn on the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the light was dim.  He carefully checked the situation inside, even the bedside table and wardrobe.

    Except for him and the child, there is no one else.  Renault closed the bedroom door gently to give him a heads up in case someone broke in and attacked him.  He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the thick double curtains to make the room brighter.  From here you can see the situation in the garden, where the middle-aged woman is still lying among the blood-stained flowers.  Before the little girl discovered the woman in the garden, Renault turned around with her in his arms and closed the curtains again.

    He found the switch on the bedside table to turn on the light in the room. The light came on, illuminating the room all of a sudden.  He put the child on the large and soft bed and warned: "Brother, please get something. Don't run around. Brother will take you to find your mother as soon as possible."

    The little girl nodded sensibly and looked at him with her big green eyes blinking.

    When Renault left the little girl, he caught a glimpse of a few tiny red spots on her pink princess dress. He didn't think much and looked at the situation on the wall. A portrait of a middle-aged woman and her husband in a wedding dress hung above the bed in bright colors.  , but judging from the frame, it is quite old.  Apart from this portrait, he could not find any other oil paintings on the other walls.

    He climbed onto the bedside table and moved a corner of the portrait upwards, revealing most of the wall under the painting. He looked carefully and saw that there was a small crack in the bricks in the center of the wall.  Renault was about to raise his hand to get the brick, but suddenly remembered something.  He turned back to look at the little girl on the bed. She had stood up at some point and was staring at his every move curiously.

    "Little sister, don't worry, this" He took out a handful of vine seeds from his bag and scattered them at the little girl's feet, "See if these little seeds are gone, you can count them and play with them."?It's almost time for your brother to take you to find your mother.  "

    The little girl looked at the small particles at her feet and said calmly: "Mengmeng doesn't know how to count that many."

    "1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Just count five by five, can you?" Seeing the girl nodding, he urged her to count, and the girl obediently played with the seeds.

    The girl's childish counting sound sounded in Renault's ears. He put his weight back on the brick just now, squinted slightly, and quickly pressed the brick hard. The brick sank into the wall with a hiss, revealing a hidden grid.  , Renault saw an ordinary cowhide envelope placed in the secret compartment, with a wax seal on the seal.  He took out the letter and put it into his satchel. At this moment, the counting behind him stopped.

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