Demons Beside You

Laurent came to a rather desolate neighbourhood, which had no figure at all.

Laurent called out: "Pamela, I'm at the door of the community."

"Well, you are waiting for me there."

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

"Fack squid ... you ..." Laurent wanted to run when he saw the old woman turning.

"Laurent, come back, it's me, Pamela." The old woman couldn't keep up with Laurent, she could only shout from behind.

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

"Are you Pamela?"

"It's me, I'm Pamela."

"Are you really Pamela?"

"Yes."

Laurent looked at the old woman carefully.

He really couldn't believe how a beautiful woman like 20 years ago would have become like this.

However, she did have a trace of Pamela on her body.

"How did you become like this?"

Pamela should be a few years younger than herself, shouldn't she be so old?

Pamela straightened up and peeled off the fake skin on her face.

The whole person instantly refreshed, although older, but at least not as scary as before.

"Why do you make yourself like that?" Laurent could then confirm that it was indeed Pamela.

"No way, do our job, that way can make people believe that I am a senior spirit medium." Pamela said helplessly.

"Then are you?"

"Of course I do."

Laurent is still skeptical. Although she has known Pamela, she has always said that she is a psychic.

But Laurent still didn't believe it.

"Let's go and talk inside me."

Laurent followed behind Pamela, watching the desolate neighborhood around.

He was basically sure that nobody was in this community.

No, it should be said that only Pamela lives alone.

"How come you live here?"

"Crap, have you seen any high-end apartment in Ling media? Besides, the rent for a house here is only three hundred dollars a month."

Laurent felt that the latter sentence was the real reason.

"And everyone remembers that the old witch should not live in such a place?"

Pamela pushed open the door and Laurent pressed the switch, but the light didn't turn on.

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

"no power."

"No power? Frequent blackouts here?"

"The circuit in the entire community has long been switched off."

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

"Called takeaway." Pamela's answer directly made her lose mystery.

Pamela said as she opened the curtains.

There was a lot of light in the living room.

There are a lot of weird things in the living room, and a few bookshelves.

"General guests come here. In order to maintain mystery, I keep the room dark."

Pamela said, "By the way, what are you doing this time with me?"

"Are you really a psychic, aren't you?"

"Of course, are you doubting my authenticity?"

"Will you recruit ghosts?" Laurent asked.

"That's what the dead language psychologist does, I won't."

"What will you do then?"

"If you want to call for a soul, I can introduce my colleagues to you, but I charge an agency fee."

"..."

Laurent was speechless: "Then what would you curse?"

"That's a psychic of the Voodoo department."

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

"I have a foe who doesn't share the sky."

"How much hatred?"

"He snatched my daughter."

Pamela almost lifted the table.

After talking for a long time, is your son-in-law?

"If you can help me get him, I will pay you ten thousand dollars."

As soon as he heard the ten thousand dollars, Pamela was excited.

"To what extent? Kill?"

"Then you don't have to, as long as you are scared, it is best to be soft."

Pamela understood it.

It is Weng Yan who makes trouble.

Pamela thought for a while and said, "Let's take him to my community, by the way, it's twelve in the evening."

"Why? Shall we find someone to ambush here?" Laurent asked. "If it was to find someone to ambush, it would be fine. The **** had a terrible fight. Even a dozen people may not have fought him."

"I'm not that bad, and it costs money to hire a thug."

"Then what do you have?"

Pamela lowered her head: "Do you know why it's evacuated here?"

Laurent thought about it.

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

Except for the fact that no one has been managing for a long time, the leaves have covered the road surface in many places, and there seems to be no other problems.

"why?"

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

"Plague? This is in the United States. Are you sure you are not kidding me?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"image."

"I'm serious." Pamela looked at Laurent seriously: "There is no report in the media, just to cause social panic."

"and then?"

"That plague killed more than a hundred people."

"Do you want to say, haunted here?"

"Later, some developers bought this land from the government and wanted to redevelop it. However, there were many casualties here and the project was eventually suspended.

"Is there a ghost?"

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

"Is it really scary?"

"of course."

"Then I call that bastard, will he die here?"

"So I asked you to call him at 12 o'clock. Generally, the evil spirits wandering in this community will be dormant after a little. Evil spirits are likely to possess or deceive another person and let them kill each other. "

"Are you sure you're fine?"

"No problem, I've lived here for so long, and I've already figured it out."

Pamela gave Laurent a positive look: "Right, order two takeaways."

"doing what?"

"Aren't you eating dinner?"

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

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

Laurent looked at Pamela: "Actually you want to mix me up."

"It's getting late. Call for takeaway soon. If it's late, takeaway won't be delivered here." Pamela said.

Laurent picked up the phone and ordered two takeaways.

Just putting the phone down, Laurent saw a key hanging on Pamela's neck.

"What do you use this key for?"