Wow...

Under the dark night, misty drizzle enveloped the deserted streets.

After working hard in the manor all day, Laura just thought of taking advantage of the bright night to come out for some fresh air and eat something to fill her stomach.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances.

Just as she was enjoying her coffee and donuts and preparing to go home, a light rain suddenly began to fall from the sky.

Perhaps because she was so preoccupied with the Tomb of the Prophet that Laura forgot the first rule when going out in London - always remember to bring an umbrella!

In desperation, Laura had no choice but to cover the hood of her lined coat, put her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket, let the raindrops fall on her body, and walked slowly towards the manor.

The street was very quiet. Amidst the rustling rain, Laura could even hear the slight sound of her Martin boots stepping on the wet ground.

Click... click...

Walking forward along the sidewalk, Laura seemed to feel some strange noise, frowned, suddenly stopped under her feet, and turned around suddenly!

Behind her, except for the dim street lights and a few cars parked on the roadside, there was not a single person in sight.

Seeing this, the tightly knitted eyebrows hidden under the hood could not help but relax a little.

Since the paparazzi who were always monitoring her withdrew from the manor, they were replaced by a force of unknown origin.

Counting this time, Laura had felt several times that someone seemed to be following her when she went out.

However, the other party's tracking skills seemed to be very good and there were no flaws. Moreover, apart from hanging far behind her, he did not make any other more threatening actions.

Unable to confront the opponent head-on, Laura can only increase her vigilance and reduce the frequency of leaving the manor.

Thinking of this, Laura couldn't help but speed up the pace...

...

When she returned to the dark manor, she saw a room on the second floor on the east side of the mansion flickering with vague light from a distance.

Seeing this, Laura couldn't help but frown, as if she realized something.

The shining room was Laura's father's study and her current studio.

When she went out, she clearly remembered that she turned off the light in the study.

So, who does this light belong to?!

After pressing the password and opening the door of the manor, Laura went straight to the front of the mansion and looked towards the second floor again.

Perhaps he discovered that Laura had returned, and the flickering light in the study had disappeared.

The fact that there were no three hundred taels of silver here only strengthened Laura's inner speculation.

She directly took out the key, opened the door of the mansion, and walked in.

After turning on the light with a "pop" sound, Laura did not go straight to the study room on the second floor, but went straight to the corner of the living room, picked up an ice ax, and then set off to the second floor.

Laura was seen holding the ice ax tightly with both hands, her ears raised, as if listening to any suspicious noises around her.

When she walked slowly outside the closed study, she paused and couldn't help tightening the ice ax in her hand.

There was a "click" and the door was pushed open. Laura quickly scanned inside and found no one, then walked into the study.

Going straight to the desk filled with various materials, Laura soon discovered something very suspicious.

That is, the tape recorder, which was originally turned off, was making a "rustling..." noise.

Obviously, not long ago, someone was listening to the tape content of the tape recorder, and when leaving, he forgot to turn off the tape recorder!

Laura, who had confirmed that someone had been in the study, turned off the tape recorder, and then came to the open window.

Looking out the window, Laura couldn't help but narrow her eyes with a solemn expression.

In this dark rainy night, she clearly felt that there was a pair of greedy eyes staring at her somewhere...

As for the identity of the person monitoring her, Laura also had a rough guess:

"Holy Trinity, what on earth are you playing..."

Just as Laura closed the window, a female voice suddenly came from the remote door device set on the study table:

"Laura, are you there?"

Hearing this, Laura was stunned for a moment, then came to the desk, pressed the intercom button, and said slightly hesitantly:

"Anna?"

"It's me. I'm at the gate of the manor. Is the password the same as before?"

"Yes, you can just come in..."

"Okay, see you later..."

About a few minutes later, a black SUV slowly drove into the manor and finally stopped in front of the mansion.

When Laura opened the door, what came into view was a blond woman wearing a gray windbreaker and looking slightly pale.

The woman takes very good care of herself. Only the slight lines on her eyebrows tell that she is no longer young.

This mature woman who is still beautiful is named Anna Miller.

After Laura's mother passed away, she stayed with Laura's father for a long time. Although the two were not officially married, in a sense, Anna was Laura's stepmother.

The relationship between the two is pretty good and they keep in touch from time to time.

However, it was so late and she came directly to the manor without calling in advance. Was there something urgent...

"Anna, why are you here?"

"I saw your pictures everywhere on the news, and I was thinking that you might need someone to accompany you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Laura looked towards the gate of the manor and asked without forgetting:

"Is anyone following you?"

Hearing this, Anna looked puzzled and then responded:

"Following? Of course not, what's wrong?"

"fine..."

After locking the door, the two of them followed the stairs to the study room on the second floor.

Seeing Laura closing the door mysteriously, Anna looked a little worried and couldn't help but ask:

"Laura, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Anna, do you remember that great discovery my father has been talking about?"

After hearing this and seeing the various materials scattered on the ground and piled on the desk, Anna frowned and suddenly understood:

"You mean the ancient tomb where the prophet is buried?"

"Yes, I think I found it!"

The excitement on Laura's face made Ana's brows frown a little deeper.

"Are you kidding..."

"The legend of the prophet is true, and my father was right."

"Laura, your father's life... is not good."

"No, he's fine! He was already on the verge of finding this great discovery, the concrete evidence of the immortal soul..."

Looking at Laura, who was sorting various documents and materials at the desk, Anna pursed her lips, walked slowly behind Laura, put her hands on her shoulders, and said softly:

"I once loved Richard... If he proposed to me, I would definitely marry him. However, this cannot change that he is a haggard person both physically and mentally."
Chapter completed!