Private beauty care doctor

I said goodbye to Xiao Qi who was cleaning up the house.

I said to the queen who was leading Catherine on a mud walk in the yard again, I'm going out.

In the end, I said goodbye to the little boy who was surrounded by three people and stared blankly at the sky.

these days.

Catherine has thrown the crutch.

The Queen began to teach the Baguazhang she had learned from Xiao Fei, walking in the mud.

Guoshu, especially Baguazhang, feels very twisted when practicing, and the posture, to put it bluntly, is really incomparable with dance.

What a beautiful dance.

One movement, full of energy.

As for Baguazhang, that posture is like a guerrilla stealing a mine.

That's right, Baguazhang is playing with this thief.When practicing, if you have practiced this thief force, you can basically find the feeling.

Then, when you receive your work, your temperament is better than that of yoga you have practiced for more than ten years.

As for the three little brats.

I only heard Luluda say: "Gods, you and your brother and sister have been locked in the sky. From now on, your words and deeds must follow God's instructions..."

Ok, it's time for brainwashing! (Don’t get me wrong, for those who have no faith and don’t know the heights of the world, it is very important for them to have a faith.)

After a circle of greetings, I started to pick up the car, started it, stepped on the girder, and kicked with both feet.

Yes, it's a bike, I bought it in town, it's cheap.

The important thing is convenience. The town is not big and there are not many people driving.Many people like to ride bicycles or walk.

First to the pizza place.

After explaining my purpose, the clerk kindly packed the pizza for me.

I put it on the back shelf of the bicycle, tied it with a small rope, and stretched out my hand to say goodbye to the clerk.

Ride a bicycle and go straight to Francis' house.

to the door.

Still deserted.

Press Intercom.

"Who are you?" A hoarse voice came from inside.

"Mr. Francis, my name is J. Aunt Emma in the town said that you want home cleaning service. In addition, I brought the pizza you asked for by the way."

"Well, come in."

The big iron gate opened.

I rode my bike into the courtyard, parked the car, and went to the door of the building with the pizza in my hand, and rang the bell again.

Ding Dong!

"Who are you?"

I have a black face, damn it, I just came in through the gate, who are you asking me, you...

I will endure.

I repeated what I wanted to say to the old guy on the intercom again.

"come in!"

Tap, the door lock opened.

I reached out and gently pushed the door open.

The moment the door opened, that smell, I...

If there is a biochemical weapon in this world, I can guarantee that it is definitely a biochemical gas of mass destruction level.

Oh, I'm going, that smoker.

In the room, it was dark, and an unknown gas could be vaguely seen overflowing.

I wipe, how long has it been without ventilation.

This is all smog.

I opened the door and let the haze out for a while.Feeling a little easier to breathe, I moved into the house.

Two feet just entered the house.

Behind him, the door slammed shut again.

This should be an electric control door. I turned around and looked around, trying not to gasp for breath.

Here is a hall.

According to visual inspection, it is nearly one hundred square meters. There are large sofas, fireplaces, various statues in the hall, and many oil paintings hung on the walls.

If it weren't for the choking smell in the air, this house would be a standard mansion, and its level of luxury was no less than that of the ancestral house of the bastard Thomas.

I stood still and glanced around.

"Here it is."

On the sofa, someone is talking.

I moved, moved over gently, and looked up!

your sister!Vampire!

Why do you say it's a vampire?First let me describe, the character on the couch.

The sofa is very big, surrounded by a big circle, and directly opposite is a 40-inch high-definition TV.

On the TV, current affairs news and the like are being broadcast.

On the sofa, on one side sat a pair of young people.Estimated to be about 20 years old.

On the other side sat a bad old man and an old lady.

The four of them were extremely pale, their hair was disheveled, and they were all wearing loose-fitting clothes.I looked carefully, the old man was holding a cat in his arms, and his left hand was missing a little finger.in addition……

I need to take a closer look.

The old man said: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen anyone? Hurry up and put down the pizza, and then clean up the room."

I didn't speak, and silently put the pizza on the coffee table.

The old man waved.

The family immediately gathered around and began to share food.

I turned my head, glanced at the room, sighed, and started to tidy up.

The trash is put together, and then I scrub, clean, and mop.

With a mop in my hand, I said to the old man on the sofa, "Excuse me, who is Mr. Francis?"

The old man looked up: "I am, what's the matter."

I said, "Can you open the window? I want to air the room."

Francis lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said something to his family, let's go, let's go to the basement.

The family got up with the pizza and ran towards the basement.

Before Francis left, he stretched out his hand, pointed at me and said, "Clean up the house well. There is dust everywhere in this room, it's all dust, it's choking to death."

The old guy was wearing pajamas with wide sleeves, so when he stretched out his hand and gestured, I could clearly see his arm inside the sleeve.

It was covered with dense needle holes.

This guy, taking drugs?

I had doubts in my heart, and then, when they and their family walked into the basement completely.

I opened the windows one by one.

The air circulates, the sunlight shines in, and the room suddenly becomes lively.

The big house is easier to tidy up.

I cleaned up the first floor and walked around from room to room, but found nothing suspicious.

So, I turned to the second floor again.

The second floor is the family's bedroom. I cleaned it up, but still found nothing.

Next, go up to the third floor.

As soon as I reached the corner of the stairs on the third floor, I looked down and saw a syringe thrown in the trash can in the corner, and several discarded medicine bottles.

Picking up the medicine bottle and looking at it, the word 'Medical Morphine' is clearly marked in English on it.

This thing is a powerful pain reliever, mostly used on battlefields and terminal cancer patients.Ordinary people do not recommend using it, because it is extremely addictive.

I remained calm, turned my head to look, and saw that there was no probe installed in the room. I wrapped the medicine bottle and syringe with waste paper and put them in my pocket.

Start tidying up the room.

The third floor is very empty. There is a large library with a lot of books in it. There are also several computers. The computers are all turned on, so it can be seen that they are all online.

I looked around again, seeing that no one was paying attention, I turned on the computer and called up the browser's records.

Scanning the record, I was a little startled.

A large row of very dense records shows that the owner of the computer went to a website.

Click to open.

The website shows that this is a medical chemistry research institution located in India.

I saw a pen and paper on the table, so I reached out and wrote down the address, tore it off, and put it in my pocket.

Keep working.

In each room, many syringes and discarded medicine bottles were found.

From this, I infer that this family is suffering from a kind of intense pain, and they have to use this method that is extremely harmful to the human body to get rid of the pain trap.Also, they are not alone, they have been in contact with the website in India and should be looking for a solution.

From this point of view, the molecular formula should also be provided by this Indian medical chemical service company.But, why didn't the gang outside catch this clue?

I looked up, glanced at several computers, and the answer was quickly revealed.

This guy actually installed a hardware physical firewall in the house. (A network device is expensive and basically difficult to attack and break through.)

Combining these things, a complete process emerged before my eyes.

A family of young and old got a strange disease and was tortured by pain, so after collecting enough medical morphine, they moved to this house.Then, he got in touch with a great medical expert, Ah San. With the help of the other party, Francis learned that if he wanted to solve his ailments, he had to solve a molecular formula.

He then publishes the molecular formula.

Whoever can solve it is qualified to talk to him about the drilling platform business.

The process is such a process, as to why he did not announce the news of the drilling platform.This, reckoned Francis, had other plans.

And the most urgent task is to find that Ah San.

Asan...

where are you?Could it be that, let me go to India in person?

wrong!

It is very possible that Ah San also lives in this small town.

This is a wild guess.

Francis really did a good job.As a confidant, Ah San planted outside, and then let all parties act for him. In the end, if the molecular formula was cracked, he could use the opportunity of negotiation to let Ah San synthesize the molecular formula first, and then the whole family would be saved. And then……

God only knows.

Think about the little doorways hidden in it.

I smiled in my heart, got up, speeded up the cleaning, and then went up to the fourth floor and turned around.

The fourth floor is a fitness room, a billiards room, and there is also a flower room dedicated to growing flowers, but no one is taking care of it now, and the flowers in it are all dead.

I cleaned up a large circle and packed a few garbage bags full of things.

I carried it downstairs.

At this time, the sun had gone west, and the light in the room dimmed again.

I closed the window again and drew the curtains.

At the same time, the door to the basement opened.

Francis walked over with a cold face, reached for a big wallet, took out two hundred dollar bills from it and handed it to me, "Your tip, don't tell anyone that you have entered this room , understand? Otherwise, you won’t have a chance to get a tip next time.”

I said: "Understood."

Francis: "You can go."

Open the door and come outside.

I moved the big garbage bags to the yard one by one.

Then, behind him, the door slammed shut.

I transported the garbage bag to the door again.Then, ship again.

When I returned to the door with the last bag of garbage.

Suddenly, a black van rushed over on a small road hidden in the shade.

When the car came close, the window was rolled down: "Hey, boy, do you sell your garbage?"