Chapter 04 Throwing or dismembering a corpse?

The new home is a small three-story villa, located a bit out of the way, a few kilometers behind is the famous Detmer Mountain. "Ella, this will be your home from now on!" Whitney Taylor personally carried Ella Gaiser's suitcase to the second floor. Ella Gaiser stopped in the stairwell, hesitated, "Don't you need to try it?" Whitney Taylor's heart was stricken, and the sockets of his eyes almost turned red. "Ella, step into this house, you are from the Moore Family, the daughter of my Whitney Taylor!" The corner of the girl's mouth twitched, she stretched out her legs, and stepped up the steps. Whitney Taylor was heartbroken. Pushing away the carefully furnished room on the second floor, Whitney Taylor, "Do you like it?" There are beautiful wardrobe dressers, and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, with pink gauze curtains rippling in the wind. Ella Gaiser narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she hadn't seen such bright sunshine or breathed such fresh air for a long time. "If you don't like it, mom will have it redecorated right away!" Ella Gaiser, "Like...like." Auntie has no expression on her face, and Whitney Taylor is a little confused. For the first time, she feels that being a mother is a matter of IQ. "This is the new schoolbag that mom bought for you..." It's pink, brand new, and smells like it hasn't been tarnished by anyone. "Thanks." This thank you is the greatest affirmation to Whitney Taylor, and her interest is a little higher. "Mom has prepared clothes for you..." Looking at Xin Zai Zai's old clothes, I'm afraid it wasn't donated by others when he was in the orphanage? Whitney Taylor was so sad. She opened the closet, ready to give the new baby a surprise, but her hand was suddenly held down by Ella Gaiser. Whitney Taylor: ? ? ? Ella Gaiser, "See you later." "Then...Okay. Ella, take a rest first, and mom will cook for you." Whitney Taylor carefully exited the room, sneaking a peek at Xin Zai Zai before closing the door. Ella Gaiser was standing by the closet, looking at her too. The long hair was loose, and a few strands fluttered with the wind, messing up the heart. From today, she, Whitney Taylor, also has a daughter! The door closed, Ella Gaiser held her breath, and the breath in the closet became more obvious. He suddenly pulled the closet door, and without giving the other party any time to react, he threw it over his shoulder and threw him out. With a bang, a man was smashed to the ground... "Ella, what's wrong?" As soon as Whitney Taylor reached the stairwell, she heard a loud noise and hurried back. Ella Gaiser raised her foot and kicked the man under the bed, "Mom, I'm fine, I accidentally bumped into him." The small face is cold and pale, still emotionless, but under the filter of Whitney Taylor's daughter, she is so cute and cute, so cute that she can't wait to pinch the little fat on her face. "It's all mother's fault. Mom should help you pack up... Uh, what did you call me just now?" Mrs. Taylor finally came to his senses. Ella Gaiser's small face was slightly stiff, but she couldn't resist the woman's longing gaze. After a long while, "...Mom." Whitney Taylor was overwhelmed with excitement, "Mom is going to get you some fruit." The door closed, Ella Gaiser breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled the man out from under the bed, before he could see clearly... "Ella, Mom forgot to ask what kind of fruit you like to eat?" Another kick... "I'm not picky eaters." "It's good not to be picky eaters! It's good not to be picky eaters!" After closing the door, Ella Gaiser dragged the man, and the door opened again. In a panic, she kicked the man's face. "Mom, is there anything else?" "No... Mom just wants to hear you scream again." Ella Gaiser: ... A certain man: ... In order to avoid a repeat of the tragedy just now, Ella Gaiser didn't dare to drag out the suspicious object under the bed until she ate fruit, told Whitney Taylor that she wanted to take a rest and locked the door. The person was unconscious, breathing weakly, and had injuries on his body, which looked very serious, but it was not this that was fatal. His skin was red, and he pinched his mouth open, his throat was already swollen enough to suppress his breathing. is allergic. Allergies this severe usually require hospitalization, where suffocation or organ failure is likely. Searching through the man's body, there is no standing medicine, no mobile phone, no wallet, and no identity information. Recalling the checkpoints set by Hummer on the road today, the identity of this person may not be simple, and Ella Gaiser dare not act rashly. As an adopted daughter who has just arrived, it is unrealistic to call an ambulance. There was a garden under the window, and it was obviously inappropriate to throw a man there. Even throwing a corpse, such a big lump is difficult to take out without anyone noticing. The movement of the broken corpse is too loud, and it is also very troublesome. She had no choice but to take out a set of silver needles from her schoolbag, feed the special pills, and strip the man naked. The silver needles were inserted one by one. After about two quarters of an hour, the redness and swelling on the man's body began to subside, and his breathing became smoother. , the pulse slowly returned to strength. The first aid was exhausting, and Ella Gaiser was sweating. Sylvan Parks slowly opened his eyes, and saw a delicate and impeccable little face, with round almond eyes full of starlight. "I……" The pain from his face, chest, and shoulders reminded him of those three feet. "you……" "You haven't fully recovered yet, don't talk, just listen to me." "That's right, I'm your benefactor, remember to pay me afterwards..." Sylvan Parks: ... "Also, I gave you poison. If you dare to have any evil intentions, I guarantee that within ten days, your heart will be broken!" Sylvan Parks: ... "Finally, have you been taking special allergy medicine? If you don't want impotence and short life, quit it in the future." After the words fell, there was a knock on the door, "Ella, it's time to eat." The needle was narrowed, and the person was stuffed back under the bed. When he opened the door, Whitney Taylor was still waiting at the door. Seeing his daughter sweating, his heart ached. "Did you not turn on the air conditioner? Don't be afraid of wasting electricity. Although Dad has a small income, it is not a problem to support us, mother and child." There was an inexplicable sense of pride in his tone. Ella Gaiser nodded, "Yeah." Downstairs, the food is already on the table, and there is an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy sitting by the table, playing games with his mobile phone. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he glanced up and snorted coldly, which will make Ella Gaiser Hear the dissatisfaction with her. "Ella, Dad and brother are on the mountain, and they won't be back until some time. This is brother Yves Moore, who is also at Heloise No.1 High School, at the same level as you. Yves, this is sister." The young man raised his head, with deep resentment. "Mom, the campus Heloise No.1 High School forum announced today that Ella Gaiser cheated in the exam. Aren't you the kid who hates cheating the most? Although she won the first place in the whole grade this time, it's all fake, your son Although I took the bottom one, I never cheated!" There is an inexplicable sense of pride in the tone, which is very similar to Whitney Taylor, and there is no doubt that it is biological. Whitney Taylor looked at Ella Gaiser nervously, and said protectively, "Ella is not a child who is greedy for vanity, she will not cheat!" "Mom, don't be fooled by her. Her entrance examination scores are comparable to mine. How can she be the first in the grade in a month? She just coaxes you to be so stupid..." Whitney Taylor was furious, "Yves Moore, apology!" The boy raised his head and apologized, that doesn't exist! "Next month's pocket money is gone!" The boy rolled his eyes and lowered his head a little. "The game console is gone!" "I'm sorry Ella!" Sincerity is quite enough. Ella Gaiser, "This is not an example." Yves Moore: ... How did he hear the threat?