Chapter 16 Fish the Murderer
“Ooi! Woman…”
Remington Nelson couldn’t move or see, so he had to wake up Cecelia Linsey, “Linsey! Wake up…
“What’s wrong?”
Waken up, Cecelia reached for the light switch.
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When the lights were on, Cecelia got up and saw Remington sitting on the bed with a frown on his serious look, seemingly pissed off.
Cecelia attempted, “Mr. Nelson, did the late–night urine wake you up? Need to go to the bathroom?”
“No! Did you hear anything?”
“What? No.”
She stood up into her slippers, walked to his front, and stared at him, “Did you have a nightmare? Or Phonism?”
“It seemed that something has crawled in. Check it…”
Following his words, she swept around the room and caught a scary glance.
She saw a snake tail crawling toward the tiny bed creeping up along. the pillar aside.
“Crap! Snake!”
Seeing such a big grey–brown snake immediately gave her goosebumps and chills climbed up her spine.
Why was there a snake in the room?
She didn’t have time to think about it while the snake was only one to two meters away from asleep Andres Nelson. A few more inches up, it would attack her son at any time!
She had to take the risk at this moment, grabbed her phone, and threw it at the snake, which forced it back a little. That was when she rushed to the tiny bed and took Andreas into his father’s arms.
“What kind of snake is it? A venomous one?”
Remington heard her screaming and knew at once it was a bad situation.
“Should be a venomous one, but I’m not sure what kind!”
Although she didn’t recognize what that snake is, the overall pattern
on its Body suggested it
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Getting bitten by it would be dead for sure!
Her chest was heaving because she was afraid of snakes, but right at that moment, her son was too young, and Remington was cripple and deaf. She was the only one who can protect them here!
She had to beat down the inner fear and try to kill this creepy thing! “Call someone! Call someone!”
Remington didn’t want anyone to get hurt, and it was too bad that he didn’t see nor have a phone with him. It was impossible to telephone someone but to cry out for help.
But the snake was already nearby the door, making it too hard for Cecelia to go out for others‘ help.
Her phone was near the creature, and it was also dangerous to reach the phone.
Seeing the snake creeping toward her, she turned around and ran to the cabinet where some porcelain utensils were displayed. She grabbed them and, without looking at them, smashed them at it.
“Go to hell!”
Crashes…
Remington could hear the shattering sounds of the porcelain and knew the woman must have been smashing the snake with those. porcelains.
And the utensils displayed all were national–treasure–level antique blue and white porcelains from Yuan Dynasty. Every single one of them was worth a huge bag of gold, and no one would know how long it had taken him to completely collect such a set.
Andres was woken up from his dream and found himself in his daddy’s arms and mommy smashing a snake on the ground.
He was shocked, and worried as well. The snake was too big, and. what if it bit his mommy?
He scooted off his daddy’s arms and ran to his mommy, who, seeing him getting off the bed, shouted, “Andres! Get out of here! It’s dangerous! Go to your daddy! Mommy is gonna handle it!”
He had to listen to his mommy and ran back, but seeing mommy fighting alone, he wished he could grow up instantly into the strong Superman so that he could protect his mommy.
“Still alive?”
Cecelia continued smashing, one porcelain after another.
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Crashes…
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Remington choked back his silent sobs upon hearing those shattering noises, and he had to compromise because no matter how expensive those Yuan porcelains were, they couldn’t outprice human lives. Smash as many as you need to, hé thought.
The snake was fierce after being irritated, and it had stood up half a meter high and opened its mouth to hang out its tongue, attempting to attack Cecelia.
She threw a porcelain bottle and hit the snake, which missed its attack and got hit down the ground.
Deftly, Cecelia smashed the snake’s head with the last porcelain in her hands.
On top of her victory, she grabbed a stool and hammered the head hard until it became flat.
After the snake stopped moving, she threw away the stool and collapsed in a heap.
At the moment, she was drenched in her sweet, and her face paled, feeling like her soul was squeezed out of her body.
In the next second, her son threw his soft body at her and hugged her neck tightly. She embraced him and gave two long kisses on his cheeks.
In the end, it was fine!
If any of them had died to the snake on the night, it would have been an irretrievable regret!
“Linsey, what’s going on with you? Is the snake dead?” Even Remington didn’t realize his tone bore a bit of concern and worry.
“Dead.”
Cecelia climbed up onto her feet and sent her son to bed. She needed to check the room to see if there were any alive snakes.
Having checked around, she couldn’t find anything. She could basically conclude that the snake was the only uninvited visitor.
She found her phone and took a picture of the snake. After identifying it through the internet, she knew what kind of snake it
was.
It was a Black Mamba, a kind of venomous snake from other countries, typically a neurovenom viper, also known as the African Reaper.
After being bitten by a Black Mamba, if the victim doesn’t inject snake venom antiserum within five minutes his or her lung will benin
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eroding, Fifteen minutes later, the victim will be dead. That’s how deadly the venom is!
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After Cecelia filled Remington in with her finding, he narrowed his eyebrows into more frowns and asked, “Why is there a snake from abroad? More accurately, a viper?”
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Cecelia replied, “It’s so obvious: someone tries to murder you! Were it not for me and Andres sleeping here tonight, you’d be in the queue to hell already!”
“Who wants to murder me?”
“Does anyone you offended occur to you?”
Remington lapsed into silence as he wonder who on earth wants to murder him.
First, the murderer messed with his race car, and second, released a snake into his room. Was there some blood feud from which the murderer had to kill Remington to set himself free?
After calming down, Cecelia started cleaning the porcelain shards on the floor in case they might hurt her son’s tiny feet.
When finding the stamps on the bottom of a porcelain bottle, she, was surprised, “Whoa, are these porcelains I just smashed the blue and white ones from Yuan Dynasty? They can’t be! They are fake, aren’t they?”
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Remington had a bit of spasm on his lips. It didn’t matter anymore whether they were authentic or fake.
Keeping discussing it could never bring back the billions of dollars the woman had just squandered.
After she cleaned the room, he suggested, “If you’re afraid, you can ask someone to handle that viper!”
“I can take care of it. Watch it. I’m gonna use this dead snake to fish the murderer!”
Cecelia had come up with a great idea!
