Chapter 580

Name:Demons Beside You Author:Han Bao
Laurent came to a rather desolate community where there was no one.

Laurent took out the phone: "Pamela, I'm at the community gate."

"Well, you're waiting for me there."

A moment later, an old woman came out of the community. Her face was white, her hair was messy, and she wore a floral dress that was quite old, just like the ghost in the movie.

"Fakesquid You... " Laurent saw the old woman turning and wanted to run.

"Laurent, come back. It's me, Pamela." The old woman couldn't catch up with Laurent. She could only shout at the back.

Laurent heard the old woman's voice, stopped and looked at her hesitantly.

"You Pamela?"

"It's me, it's Pamela."

"Are you really Pamela?"

"That's right."

Laurent looked at the old woman carefully.

He couldn't believe how such a beautiful woman could have become like this twenty years ago.

But there was a trace of Pamela in her.

"How could you be like this?"

Pamela should be a few years younger than herself. Shouldn't she be so old?

Pamela straightened up and then peeled off the fake face.

The whole person is fresh in an instant. Although he is old, he is not as scary as before.

"What do you do to make yourself that way?" Laurent was able to confirm that it was Pamela.

"I can't do it. I'm in our business. That's what makes people believe. I'm a senior psychic." Pamela said helplessly.

"Are you, then?"

"Of course I am."

Laurent still doubted that she had been a psychic since she knew Pamela.

But Laurent still didn't believe it.

"Let's go and talk to me."

Laurent follows Pamela, looking at the desolate neighborhood.

He was almost certain that there was no one in the community.

No, Pamela is the only one.

"Why do you live here?"

"Bullshit, have you ever seen a psychic live in a fancy apartment? Besides, the rent of the house here is only three hundred dollars a month. "

Laurent felt that the latter sentence was the real reason.

"And don't you think the old witch should live in such a place?"

Pamela pushes the door open, Laurent presses the switch, and the light doesn't come on.

"Why doesn't it light up? Is it broken? "

"No electricity."

"No electricity? There are frequent blackouts? "

"The whole community has been turned off for a long time."

"Then how do you live? Usually you can't even cook, can you? "

"Take out." Pamela's answer, directly let her lose the mystery.

Pamela said as she opened the curtains.

The living room is much brighter when it's done.

There are many strange things and bookshelves in the living room.

"When ordinary guests come here, I keep the room dark in order to keep the sense of mystery."

Pamela said, "by the way, what are you looking for this time?"

"You're really a psychic, aren't you?"

"Of course, are you doubting my authenticity?"

"Can you recruit ghosts?" Laurent asked.

"That's what the aphorist does, I won't."

"Then what would you do?"

"If you want to summon souls, I can introduce my colleagues to you, but I'll charge you an intermediary fee."

“……”

Laurent was speechless. "And what would you curse?"

"That's a psychic in the voodoo department."

Pamela looked at Laurent. "Do you have any enemies?"

"I have a mortal enemy."

"What a feud?"

"He took my daughter."

Pamela almost lifted the table.

Said for a long time, is your son-in-law.

"If you can help me with him, I'll pay you ten thousand dollars."

Pamela was thrilled to hear the ten thousand dollars.

"To what extent? Killed? "

"No need, just let him be afraid. It's better to be soft."

Pamela understood.

It's Weng's son-in-law who makes trouble.

Pamela thought for a moment and said, "well, you can bring him to my community. By the way, you can bring him here at 12 p.m."

"What? Shall we find someone to ambush here? " Laurent asked, "if it's to find someone to ambush, that bastard is very fierce in fighting. Even a dozen people may not have hit him.""I'm not that bad, and it's expensive to play."

"Then what are you behind?"

Pamela looked down. "Do you know why it's empty here?"

Laurent thought about it.

When he came in, the facilities along the way seemed to be relatively complete.

In addition to the long-term no one governance, many places are covered with leaves on the road, it seems that there are no other problems.

"Why?"

"Twelve years ago, there was a plague here."

"Pestilence? This is in America. Are you sure you're not kidding me? "

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"Like."

"I'm serious." Pamela looked at Laurent carefully: "there is no report in the media, just afraid of causing social panic."

"And then?"

"That plague killed more than 100 people."

"Do you want to say that it's haunted?"

"Later, some developers bought the land from the government and wanted to redevelop it, but there were many casualties here, and finally the project was forced to stop."

"Is there really a ghost?"

"Even I dare not go out at night." Pamela said.

"Is it really so horrible?"

"Of course."

"Then I'll call that bastard. Will he die here?"

"So I asked you to call him at 12 o'clock. Generally, after that, the evil spirits wandering in this community will be dormant and will not come out to make trouble again. Moreover, if one person comes, it is the safest. If it is two people, the evil spirits are likely to attach themselves or bewitch another person and let them kill each other."

"Are you sure it's all right?"

"No problem. I've lived here for so long, and I've got a clear idea of it."

Pamela gave Laurent a positive look: "by the way, order two takeaways."

"What to do?"

"Don't you have dinner?"

"I didn't say I wanted to stay." Laurent said.

"Don't you want to stay to see your son-in-law cry?"

Laurent looked at Pamela. "You want to have a meal with me."

"It's getting late. Hurry up and order takeout. If it's later, the takeout won't be delivered here." Pamela said.

Laurent picked up the phone and ordered two takeaways.

Just put down the phone, Laurent saw a key hanging around Pamela's neck.

"What is your key for?"