Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 327 Bun Is Not Bread Blake looked at the female corpse in front of him. Her body was cut open in the middle. All of her organs were gone. Her entire body was marinated with salt; a white, sticky layer could be seen. Lilly had never seen anything like this before. She hugged Blake tightly and she muttered, “Daddy, what is this?” Blake asked, “Do you know about bacon?” She shook her head. He continued to explain, “It was a type of marinated meat that people liked to make during the winter. A lot of salt was used, and the marinated. meat would be hung under the roof. The meat would not go bad easily, and it could be kept for around three years. It was loved by many.” Lily was shocked. Will a piece of meat spoil in three years? Blake continued to say, “This murderer used the marination method to marinate the corpse, and he covered it in a plastic bag.” After all, it's human, so the corpse can’t be hung under the roof. So, no matter how well the murderer did, the corpse still smelled. “But his technique isn’t half bad, as the corpse only smelled bad after two months.” There was a young intern learning alongside an experienced forensic scientist, and he was traumatized hearing Blake's words.

He did not dare have bacon anymore.

Blake looked at the time; it was five thirty in the morning. He decided to leave. “It's time to head home.” He carried Lilly and strode away. The traffic police would be working in an hour or two, and he would be fined for letting Lilly sit on the motorcycle.

The dawn was breaking, he was fetching Lilly with a motorbike, and many passersby turned to look at them. There was a tiny child wearing a pink helmet sitting in front of an adult who caught the eyes of passersby.

He pulled off at a shop not far away from the Crawford residence, and he simply threw the motorcycle key to his subordinate, and he rushed to bring Lilly back to the house. The subordinate was speechless after seeing his action.

Blake was about to climb in from behind a wall, but his phone rang at this moment. Anthony said with anger, “Why are you not back yet?” Blake replied, “I'm climbing in from the wall now. Please tell Old Mrs. Crawford that you saw me bring Lilly out not long ago.” 1 Anthony turned and looked at Bettany, who was enraged at not seeing Lilly. He replied in a lowered voice, “She’s here.” And he immediately hung up the phone.

Blake looked down and saw Lilly excitedly sitting at the top of the wall. “Wow, this is so high!” She said it happily.

Blake kept his phone in his pocket and asked her to lower her voice. He carried her and jumped down from the wall. And he reminded her, “Lilly, we'll be walking backward later.” She was confused and asked, “Why?” He answered, “You'll know later. And be quiet when your grandmother asks you anything; just look at me instead.” She could not understand the purpose, but she did it nonetheless. She saw how Blake walked backward, and she carefully followed him, but she almost fell down several times. And someone snorted at this moment, “Blake MacNeil!” He quickly carried Lilly and pretended to be running out.

Bettany was searching up and down for Lilly, and she thought that they were about to sneak out of the 13 house. She chased him with a broom. “Stand still!” Blake turned around and said, “Oops, you found us.” She gritted her teeth and asked, “Where are you two going early in the morning?” He was about to answer, but she said. “I'm asking Lilly!” Lilly blinked innocently and looked at Blake. Daddy asked me to be quiet, but... She replied obediently, “Granny, don’t be angry.” Bettany could not scold the innocent Lilly, so she looked at Blake. He said, “l wanted to take her for a walk.” Bettany sneered, “Why can’t you use the normal entrance?” He answered, “Ah, | forgot to.” Does he think that I'll buy his words? She pointed at the grass and said, “Do two thousand push-ups now!” He was speechless; he could easily do one thousand push-ups, but two thousand was a bit too much. She’s so cruel. He winked at Lilly and went over to do the push-ups.

about to Bettany brought Lilly into the dining room and asked firmly, “Lilly, where were the two of you go? Was your dad trying to climb over the wall?” She felt like putting shattered glass on top of the wall, but she was worried that Blake would really be injured next time. She was dead worried. Lilly suddenly said, “Granny, we were banged by a lady driving a motorcycle yesterday when we went to see Grace.” She was shocked, and she hurriedly asked, “Are you alright? What happened? Why didn’t you tell me yesterday?” Lilly answered obediently, “I really forgot about it!” She was asked helplessly, “And then, did she ask for compensation?” Lilly shook her head and replied, “No, she ran into us, and Daddy didn’t ask for compensation.” She continued to say, “What's more important is that there's a spirit trying to harm her; that's why | asked. Daddy to bring me out.” She was not afraid that Bettany would be angry; she knew that she was just worried about them. So she told the truth. Bettany was speechless, so she said helplessly. “Let's eat!” Lilly did not expect her to let her go this easily; Anthony walked up to her and carried her, and he said, “Go brush your teeth before eating.” Lilly nodded, but Bettany suddenly said, “You'll still be punished for doing the wrong thing; how dare you try to sneak out in the middle of the night?” You won't be having your favorite bread now.” She said pitifully, “Granny...” Bettany paused and said, “Acting with pity won't help you.” She then laid on Anthony's shoulders and asked, “What about soy drink?” Bettany answered, “No.” Lilly continued to ask, “Cake?” She answered sternly, “No.” Waa... | don’t have anything to eat now! Bettany almost gave in, looking at how pity she was, but she managed to hold her ground. Lilly has loved to eat bread recently, but I have to be firm...

She looked up and said, “Magaret, make some buns for Lilly today.” 2/3 What? Old Mrs. Crawford, | heard what you said just now.

Bettany emphasized this by saying. “Bun is not bread.” Alright... Whatever you say...