Chapter 1187: Snake Swarm, Sea of Fire, Flute Sound
The idea was quickly vetoed by her.
She had asked her father a long time ago if they had any other relatives in Zheemond. Her father’s reply was negative.
“There are countless people with the same name and surname in the world, let alone just sharing a surname, don’t worry about it.”
As the sky completely darkened, it was pitch black outside the window.
The surroundings were silent, with the wind blowing through the cracks between the window and the walls, causing the candlelight to flicker.
This made Pearl, who was playing with her phone, feel a vague sense of unease. She subconsciously looked out the window, relieved to see nothing.
“I’d better go to bed early, it’s already this late… That idiot Sam probably won’t come looking for me.”
Not sure if it was because she was too tired from riding in the car during the day, she decided to close her eyes and sleep, and soon fell asleep.
Completely unaware that something earth-shattering was happening next door.
After the drugged tenants fell asleep, a figure carrying a candle holder walked ahead, followed by a shady-looking man.
Carefully approaching the door, the woman took a large bunch of keys from her waist and found the corresponding one.
“Be quiet, be careful not to wake up the people inside,” one of them reminded.
The woman smiled disdainfully, confident in her drugs.
“Don’t worry, I put enough dosage this time, they’ll sleep like dead logs.”
The door unlocked.
They walked in quietly and indeed saw the people on the bed fast asleep, with their clothes and pants placed not far from the bed.
“Quick, find their wallets and valuables.”
“Yes.”
But they were infuriated by the results. The landlady angrily threw the tenant’s clothes to the ground and stomped on them.
“What are you pretending to be rich for? Judging by his appearance, I thought he was a wealthy man.”
In fact, the person’s entire outfit was valuable.
“Landlady, what should we do now?”
“Take away the clothes, whatever we can exchange for money.”
She searched through eight people’s wallets from left to right, but couldn’t gather two thousand.
“Forget the rest, so as not to waste time, the effect of the drug only lasts for six hours.”
“Let’s go straight to Room 089 and Room 073.”
Room 089 was where Kiara lived, and the landlady remembered it on her arm, afraid of making a mistake.
Just as she took out the keys to unlock the door from the outside, the woman lying on the bed also opened her eyes at the same time.
“Seriously, why are you so slow? You’ve made me wait for so long in vain.” In the darkness, the woman revealed a cruel smile.
“Phew-finally got it open. Seems like this door was unusually difficult to open,” the speaker said.
“It must be because she wanted to save money and used inferior goods.”
The displeased boss lady, who was shunned by her companions, interrupted their conversation and slowly walked to the round table, setting down the candle.
With the candlelight, the scene inside the room became clearer.
“Where is she?”
The three of them looked dumbfounded, staring at the empty bed for a while.
“Could she have figured out our plan and left early?”
As soon as one of her subordinates suggested this, the boss lady vetoed it immediately and stubbornly searched the room.
“Impossible, I’ve been outside keeping watch and haven’t seen her leave.”
The room was not large, and everything inside was clear at a glance.
“There’s simply nowhere to hide. Could it be that she figured out our plan and left in advance?”
The boss lady searched around with the candlelight but found no trace of anyone, not even valuable silver jewelry. It seemed this trip was destined to be in vain.
“Damn it, if I catch her next time, I’ll sell her to the countryside.”
Before she could finish her sentence, her hand accidentally touched something soft and cold.
She lowered her head to look under the candlelight and found a red snake about sixty centimeters long on the table.
It was moving and even spitting snake venom, indicating that it was a live snake.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“Ah, a snake!”
It’s common knowledge that the brighter the color of a snake, the stronger its venom.
The boss lady was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she retreated several steps, bumping into her companions and causing them to fall to the ground together.
The candle in her hand fell to the ground with screams, and because the interior of the house was wooden, flames quickly surged up.
The red poisonous snake, instead of avoiding it, swam towards them upon encountering the firelight.
“Ah! Kill it quickly!”
At the same time, a third person present heard a clear flute sound coming from outside.
“Strange, why is someone playing the flute at this time?”
“Stop worrying about the flute, my house is on fire, we need to put it out.”
Another person argued, “No, we need to kill the snakes quickly.”
The man just picked up a stool nearby and smashed it towards the snake, but more and more snakes crawled out from under the bed, windows, and flower pots.
Snakes, fire, flute sound…
Like layers of traps that firmly ensnared them.
Soon the fire burned from the pillars to the roof, and in the thick smoke, they could not see the shadows of the snakes clearly; they just instinctively wielded their weapons.
Screams and cries filled the air.
Nearby residents noticed something was wrong, pushed open the window, and saw that the inn was on fire.
“Put out the fire!”
Someone shouted, and soon someone grabbed a bucket and rushed over to help.
Unfortunately, their place was too far from the river, and the water they had stored at home was only enough for drinking and daily use.
The efficiency of the rescue operation was too low, and the flames burned even more fiercely. In the end, everyone gave up the rescue.
The scene was chaotic, and the mysterious woman in Hmong clothing slowly put away her flute, a smile playing at the corner of her mouth as she looked at her “masterpiece” before her.
The other two felt that this was too ostentatious.
After all, their mission this time was to find someone, and it wouldn’t be good if they got into trouble.
“Don’t worry, that woman drugged the lodgers, and she provided the candles… If she’s still alive, if anyone’s going to be caught, it’ll be her first.”
And she didn’t do anything, just got interested in the middle of the night, played a tune on the flute, that’s all.