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Chapter 4: A Little Story in the Haunted House(1/2)

Outside the Down villa area, a box-shaped car that was incompatible with the surrounding luxury cars was parked casually.

"I need to know the simple information inside."

"Since I didn't get in touch with the deceased immediately, my perception was very limited, but judging from the feedback from the deceased, there should be three lesions."

The female driver of the box truck frowned as she heard the message from the other end of the phone:

"Three locations? Is there any more detailed information?"

"The people who broke into this haunted house were frozen to death, one died of mental breakdown, and the other died of burning. There was only so much I could see."

While digesting the message, the woman ran towards the ninth villa at an extremely fast speed.

Although she was wearing a hospital gown, this was a trend after the disease era and was not eye-catching.

She is a "soldier" who is responsible for dealing with problems on the front line.

Her partner is "horse". "horse" has very special disease ability.

Simply put, it is to use a dead horse as a living horse, and can obtain information through dead people.

The other end of the phone said:

"You don't have to worry too much. Your mission is not to be a domain doctor, but to save people. Just save Jiang Bingshu and escape from the scene at the speed of light. Of course, if he has sent it, it will be even more convenient."

"In addition, if it is determined that it is very dangerous, the boss will arrange for the car and gun to be responsible."

The soldiers did not think that cars and cannons would come, and they did not deal with this small disease that killed a few people.

Moreover, the chariots and cannons have a high opinion of themselves and have always disdained to act with themselves as soldiers.

Even if they really come, Jiang Bingshu is probably dead.

The soldier hung up the phone.

The luxury residential areas built near the junction are a bit awkward. The poor cannot afford it and the rich do not like it. So it seems very quiet.

Normal people generally won't buy such a house.

Unobstructed, she finally arrived at the door of the ninth villa.

"I hope he's still alive."

She guessed that after she opened the door, she would see the dying Jiang Bingshu.

Or in other words, Jiang Bengshu must have died in a certain corner.

Or maybe Jiang Jianshu was hiding in the dark and shivering. He might first fight with strange things in the diseased domain.

But she guessed completely wrong.

When the soldier's hand is ready to touch the door handle and open the door from the outside—

The door handle suddenly turned and the door was opened from the inside.

The person who opened the door was Jiang Bingshu.

Originally, the door could not be opened from the inside and was completely locked, like a layer of curse.

This is also one of the characteristics of the disease domain. Once you enter, you cannot leave.

If you can leave, it can only mean one thing - the disease domain is purified.

The soldier widened his eyes and never expected anyone to open the door.

I didn't expect that the person who opened the door was a ginger tree, an intact ginger tree.

So much so that she felt that this was an hallucination:

"Ginger-sick tree?"

"Who are you?"

"You... are fine?"

"Uh, should I have something to do?" Jiang Bengshu seemed quite calm.

The soldier can't imagine how the other party survived as an ordinary person:

"Didn't you encounter anything strange?"

This is true. Jiang Bengshu was still wondering if he called the police before.

But I couldn't think of how to describe it. He did experience something bizarre, but I couldn't call the police and say he was damn.

Based on the interview text messages he received, he vaguely guessed the identity of this woman.

The bizarre experience not long ago made Jiang Bengshu very interested in this interview.

"Come in, come in and sit down."

He opened the door and made an invitation gesture.

This is not like a person waiting for rescue, but more like the owner of a house.

Seeing the rescue target so calmly, the soldier suddenly felt a strange feeling.

I am like a teacher. I have assigned a question on the blackboard.

Thinking that the students would not be able to come up with the answer, they finally asked the teacher for help.

As a result, the student solved the problem perfectly and cast a clear view on how difficult it is.

...

...

A few minutes later, the two of them got to know each other briefly.

It's really simple. Jiang Bingshu only knows that this woman is named Liu Bing. As for what she does, it is not clear whether she passes the interview or not.

Of course, he also explained his own story more simply.

But Jiang Bingshu showed a style that the less you talk, the more information it was.

"You mean, that ghost was moved by you, you sold the house, so he left like that? Did he disappear?"

Liu Bing has been tortured by diseases for a long time, which makes her face sickly white and it is difficult to see rosy.

But the fluctuating emotions still made her face look a little bloody.

"Yes, this is the second time you asked, so what is our job? Are we a haunted house salesman? How to calculate the salary? Commission? Is there a basic salary?"

“…”

Liu Bing only felt incredible:

"You really sold the haunted house with an obsession with a disease? And then purified the house?"

Jiang Bingshu noticed the term "obsession with illness".

Adding to the sound in his mind before, he probably guessed something:

"It's the third time. I know it's ridiculous, but I'm working hard. Although the house was burning and haunted at the time, and the bedroom was full of eyes, I still tried very hard to tell the benefits of the house from all aspects."

"I found that I really have this talent. Well, if it comes to haunted house sales, it is indeed different from the traditional real estate sales I imagined, but it is always a job. I don't choose."

"I am a stingy person, and I will definitely not consider me in my regular work. But I have certain requirements for salary. After all, I only have the energy to go to see the hell after eating."

"Of course, in the face of dangerous situations, I hope to increase the money."

“…”

Liu Bing still can't meet Jiang Bingshu's brain waves.

He talked about the experience of a haunted house and was a chatterbox, but instead asked about the interview situation.

Is this the reaction that a person who escapes death should have?

She took a deep breath:

"Can you tell me in detail about the incident? Yes, I am indeed an interviewer, but your interview process really surprised me. I need to know the whole story."

Jiang Bingshu had long guessed that the so-called "ghost" is probably related to the disease.

Everything related to illness is the code of wealth.

This may be an opportunity for me to get out of the lung area, so he cooperates very well:

"Well, if you want to know more, there is a story to listen to."

story?

Liu Bing didn't say anything, just nodded and signaled Jiang Bingshu to continue.

Jiang Jianshu slowly tells:

"The mistress of the house is actually just the mistress of the real owner of this mansion. This kind of thing is not uncommon."

"Rich people in the heart area often come to the lung area and stomach area to find some beautiful poor women and do things that you love and do."

"Of course, there are rich women who come to find young men."

"Anyway, the hostess has lived a good life, and most people know how to choose in the face of money and love."
To be continued...
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