Getting into Bed at Midnight

"Another natural death?" Elmer asked.

"It seems so," Sophie shrugged her shoulders, looking up at the second floor where Shi Yunfei was standing. "Her daughter seems very upset about her mother's death. She was always cold about her father's death. Now, she's the only one left in this big house. I wonder if she knows the bank card's password."

"You still thinking of sneaking around?" Elmer also looked at the second floor. Shi Yunfei, in a white nightgown, seemed dazed, looking very listless, a stark contrast to her playful demeanor from yesterday when she was painting her nails.

"I'm afraid I might become the third victim, hey, let's not talk about it anymore. I'm going back, need to drink the milk my wife made. If the cause of death is the same, I won't tell you. Bye."

"Okay, bye."