Every family has blind spots that others can't see. Many people are envious of Michael's family and his house. After all, it is not easy to move into a middle-class community when he is so young.

　　 But who would have thought that the house is not necessarily as perfect as Lynch imagined.

Some old home appliances have not been replaced up to now, some wallpapers have a faintly decayed yellow color, some decorative plasterboards have also begun to crack, and some floors have been in disrepair and moth-eaten as before. Stablize.

　　 Every family has some similar problems. Some are only related to decoration and some are related to family relations.

　　 Fortunately, the nature of Michael's work and work unit prevent his family from having too many problems with family relations. The management of the key department can ensure that his family has no worries about food and clothing, and there is some extra money.

　　As long as financial freedom is achieved, most of the time the relationship between family members will not be unpleasant, whether they are emotional or enthusiastic, they are essentially based on material foundations that may be unnecessary in the eyes of some people.

　　 When the head of the newspaper stepped on a floor that Mrs. Michael had mentioned twice and had not replaced it, the sound of zhiya twisting and rubbing the wooden boards rang out in the empty house.

　　 In the middle of the night, if there is a noise from the living room, it is enough to make the nerves of many people become sensitive in the dark suddenly tense.

　　 Mrs. Michael turned on the light, and she walked to the door, listening to the sound outside with her ears against the door panel.

　　 There is only her in the house today. The maid is not a full-time maid who lives in the house. Their house is not a villa or a manor, but an ordinary single-family house in a middle-class community.

　　 They don’t have extra bedrooms and washrooms for the maids, and their children did not come back in the full-time private school. She was the only one in the room.

　　 This woman in her thirties listened carefully for a while, and there didn't seem to be any more noise in the living room downstairs. The sound she heard just now was like an illusion that was not so real.

　　 Facing this door, she was a little tangled. Would you like to go out and have a look?

　　 Michael would usually be at home. She never realized that a big house would give her a terrible feeling of fear like it does now. It is just a distance from a door, but it has also become the junction of light and darkness.

　　 Open the door and face the darkness, not everyone has such courage.

　　 At the same time, with the gun in his hand, the newspaper head gently stepped on the stairs and slowly walked to the second floor. His eyes were fierce and he stared wildly at the light behind a door under a door in the second floor corridor.

　　 Those bright lights seem to want to break free from the small gap and light up the entire room to disperse the darkness, but they are too weak, so weak that they can only illuminate the floor less than an inch away from the gap.

　　 With bare feet, maintaining a gentle speed, he walked slowly to the door of the master bedroom. He knew that the floor he had just stepped on might have alarmed the people in the room. He was waiting, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to open the door.

　　 More than ten seconds later, Mrs. Michael opened the door with some hesitation, an ugly face occupied all her sight, because the subconscious scream of fear also sounded less than half a second, she was punched back!

　　 Outside the house, Lynch saw two shadows quickly flashing through the window through the incomplete blackout curtains, and the sudden scream stopped abruptly. It didn't even disturb the neighbors around him.

　　 Lynch tidied away the tools in his hand, silently climbed down the telephone pole, glanced at the illuminated window, turned his head and ran towards the gate.

　　 If the masthead does not come to him and is willing to suffer from this dumb loss, then there will be no masthead and his story in the whole thing.

But he is unwilling to suffer from dumb losses and came to the door, which means that the masthead is an unstable factor, and he is likely to become a huge trouble, especially his greed may become a secret stab. Own dagger.

　　 Once Michael wins his trust and convinces him that his money was deducted by himself, then they are likely to get together. This is not a situation that Lynch likes.

　　 When the enemy can join forces, it means that he will have to face more unexpected troubles, so he gave the masthead a trick.

　　 He wants to teach Michael a lesson that is enough to hurt his heart, but he must also take the opportunity to clean up the masthead, otherwise the masthead will bite in the police station, and it is very likely that he will shirk what he said on his body.

　　 This is also the situation that Lynch is most worried about. He is still not a celebrity of the Baylor Federation, and even in this small city, few people in Sabine have heard of his name.

A leader of the investigation team of the Federal District Taxation Bureau really shamelessly framed a person. It may not be a fact. In this process, there is a character like a masthead to cooperate with Michael and Lynch through self-defilement. It's really possible to be caught by them.

　　 After absorbing a lot of knowledge in that small place, he came to a conclusion, try not to let his potential enemies form alliances. The more people there are, the more courage they are, and in the end they will turn "possibility" into "reality".

Regardless of success or failure, it is just an attempt for them, but for themselves, it may be a devastating blow. The best solution is to "solve" them before forming an alliance so that they cannot become a whole. .

　　 Lynch ran towards the position of the guard box, and soon found the security guard who was on duty. He told his findings and immediately attracted the attention of the security guard.

　　 After Michael discovered Lynch here before, he specifically asked the community service company to ask them to take care of his house. This also shows his worries that only his wife will be left at home after a business trip.

　　 As for Michael's entrusted service company, he promised that he would do his best to complete his entrustment. After all, he is the head of the investigation team of the local tax bureau, and he still has some power.

　　 The service company confessed the incident to the security guard. At this time, the security guard heard that there was still daring to neglect. Not only did they use the walkie-talkie to summon more people, but the person on duty at the guard box immediately ran towards Michael's house.

　　 Another group of patrolling security guards have not rushed over. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the door, not forgetting to ask loudly about the situation in the room.

　　Sometimes the warning is not to remind the criminal that those who want to catch him are coming, but to stop the crime as much as possible in this way, the police or the Bureau of Investigation, they are not so stupid!

Suddenly the curtains on the second floor were lifted up~lightnovelpub.net~ The head of the head looked at the security guard who turned into the yard in horror. He glanced back at Mrs. Michael, who was beaten by him and lost the courage to resist, stretched out his hand and grabbed the one in her hand. Gun, still made the decision to escape immediately.

　　 He is not here to die, he is only here for revenge. Although he has not yet completed his original plan, he is somewhat revenge, and there is no need to put himself here.

　　 He put on the belt he had just loosened again, rushed out of the room and turned over from the second floor. Before he could run out, the door of the room was knocked open.

Eyes facing each other, the confrontation at this time and the whistle coming from a distance made the masthead immediately recovered. He subconsciously took out the gun in his pocket and ran towards the gate while yelling, "Don't force me , Get out of the door!"

　　 Faced with the threat of a pistol, most people don’t think that their flesh and blood can block bullet damage. The security guard slapped his scalp and raised his hands...

　　 Seeing this scene with a distorted smile on the head of the newspaper, he once again realized the power of this little cute in his hand.

　　 Witnessing the departure of the masthead, the security guard rushed upstairs to look for Michael's wife, and used the radio walkie-talkie to inform the other security guards of the situation here.

In less than 30 seconds, the sirens of police cars sounded outside the community-there are always many police patrol cars where the middle class gathers, and some upper-class communities even listen to two to three police cars all year round. .

　　 As for some of the poorer Xiacheng districts or slums, of course, the government will never recognize this concept. Where are the police cars? There are no police officers.

　　 This society is so simple and straightforward. As much as you have value, the society will give you treatment in line with your own value!