In the next three days, Lin Chen found a water and electricity worker and a bricklayer to repair the water pipe circuits and doors and windows in the villa.

The house has little problem. After all, it has only been idle for three years, not thirty years.

In addition to the fact that the sewer is not smooth, some circuit contact is poor, the anti-theft locks of doors and windows are rusted and aging, etc., the most conspicuous problem is actually the extremely lush plants outside the house.

It is impossible to restore the original appearance.

Lu Weiwei could only roughly remove them all.

——When you have some leisure time in the future, slowly transplant the right plants.

In the midsummer season, she was sweating profusely and was bitten by mosquitoes several bags. However, the harvest was also impressive. She trimmed the ivy on the wall, removed the weeds in the yard, and cleaned the bottom of the fountain.

She found a rusty bow hairpin in the cracks of the pebbles at the bottom of the pool, which was her childhood old object.

Lu Weiwei entered the house with the hairpin and planned to put the item away.

Lin Chen was sitting in the living room, staring at the notebook in his hand in a daze.

He hasn't gone out these days, and often holds a book with a thickness that is almost as thick as the dictionary. It is covered with dense handwriting, which has been written most of it.

Lu Weiwei once glanced at her.

Just one glance.

He glanced at the date number on the head of the paper page and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Because the date is written, 80% is a diary.

Reading other people’s diaries is a very immoral act!

Lu Weiwei stopped reading it, but she was confused: What did Lin Jianshi do to write a diary? He wrote so much, but he still held it in his hand every day...

This kind of thing is rare, after all, everyone is accustomed to using electronic documents, online blogs, etc.

She felt that Lin Chen seemed to have many secrets hidden in him, and strangeness was everywhere.

However, those famous detectives, barristers, special police officers, and more or less have some quirks...at least they are all performed on TV.

Lu Weiwei was not too worried about this. She went to the bathroom silently, intending to take a shower. The sticky sweat made her feel like a bed bug that was about to be roasted.

After only a few steps, the master in charge of the maintenance came back to his life and asked Lin Chen to settle the compensation.

Lu Weiwei was a little embarrassed...

Therefore, the pace stagnated slightly.

The house repair cost a lot of money, and she should have paid for it, but Lin Chen has always been "working on his behalf".

Because she has no money.

Without Lin Chen's support, the water and electricity connection of this villa would have become a problem, and it would be impossible to live for a long time. This made Lu Weiwei feel embarrassed to take advantage of it in vain.

The worker collected the money and said to Lin Chen while packing his toolbox: "Actually, you should find an agency and ask them to send someone to repair it, keep it clean for you, and don't have to pay a penny."

Lin Chen replied casually: "The agency doesn't care. They recommended several other houses, but they are not as quiet as this place, nor are they cheap."

The master nodded clearly: "It must be cheaper, after all, this was a house of the Lu family before."

Lin Chen's eyes flashed slightly: "Oh, do you know the Lu family too?"

"How can I not know?" The master picked up the toolbox and raised his hand to wipe his sweat. "The one who did the human body experiment killed more than 300 people, tsk... it's so perverted."

When he said that, he seemed to be worried that the customer would feel uncomfortable. The master continued, "But a house is a good house. I have been in this industry for some time. As soon as I enter the house, I can see that all the materials are used inside and outside. You can live with peace of mind."

The maintenance master finished speaking with a smile and left the villa with a toolbox.

Lin Chen turned his head slightly and glanced at Lu Weiwei.

There was no expression on her face.

She has heard too many similar words over the years and has become numb.

In fact, this is the most terrible situation, because people are dead, everything is final - dead people cannot defend themselves.

Lin Chen asked her: "Has you finished the weeds?"

"Yes." Lu Weiwei cheered up and replied, "It's almost done."

Lin Chen said: "Remove it again."
Chapter completed!