Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Murderous House

Colleagues in the police department didn't find anything unusual, the rumors that this kind of old house is haunted are not new, and some people say that the White House is haunted, and those politicians don't all break their heads in order to live in it?

Three days later, in the morning, Charlie again brought a family of four to negotiate with Dr. Harmon, sign an agreement, buy!

“...... Great, that's exciting news. Dr. Harmon looked pleased, and Mrs. Harmon, who had been gloomy, smiled.

The two are a traditional American family, only Dr. Harmon has an income, and as a psychiatrist, he is completely high-income people, and under normal circumstances, he has no problem supporting the family with his own income.

But the couple moved from Boston to Los Angeles with their children, looking for a house, and renovating and buying furniture, with the complete breakdown of the couple's relationship, now the family has no savings, and the house is sold, so that the two can talk about the future, otherwise they will have to spend each other with annoyance in this house.

In the end, the transaction price of the house was settled at $250,000, and the notary fee, home inspection fee, home insurance premium, and the complicated transfer procedures of the house were all handed over to the real estate agent, so the buyer and seller did not have to worry too much.

"I really didn't expect that we could live in such a big house? Which room do you want? Natasha asked Bella in a whisper.

Bella rolled her eyes, looked around, and then said in a long voice, "yes, yes, it's such a big house...... That room on the second floor to the north? ”

"No! You've got to change it, and I'm going to have that room. ”

"Alright, alright, then I'll want the room where Harmon's daughter lives now."

Natasha lifted her chin and thought for a moment, "Why haven't we seen this doctor's daughter in a few times?" Is it a personality disorder? Don't want to meet strangers? ”

Bella looked confident: "Maybe it's because of her ugly appearance and she doesn't dare to see people?" After all, my appearance is so beautiful, it's really embarrassing to compare, and it's understandable! ”

Natasha pouted when she heard this, she was really speechless about Bella's fanatical narcissism of this cheap sister, this problem should still be cured while she was young!

The family of four said goodbye and left, waiting for the real estate agent to go through the formalities. Mr. and Mrs. Harmon were also excited at this time, and the house was sold anyway.

The couple slept in separate rooms, thinking about each other's future life, and the house was quiet at night.

The old woman next door slipped into the house through the back door, as if she were walking in her own home, and followed the side door of the kitchen and down the stairs into the basement.

Despite applying a lot of makeup, her skin was still wrinkled, and the gaudy dress didn't add much color to her, but rather looked quite absurd.

The basement was empty, and there was no sound except for her somewhat rapid breathing.

"How long are you going to hide? Disaster is coming! Have you been sluggish to this point? ”

She lowered her voice and said in an annoyed tone.

"Do you think the threat came from the detective couple? So what does it matter? Another old woman dressed as a maid came down the stairs, and the Harmons knew of her existence and always thought she was the maid of the house, but when Charlie and Samantha came, the old maid deliberately avoided her.

The right eye of the old woman dressed as a maid was cloudy, and she was blind in this eye.

She sneered: "Wouldn't it be nice to let that detective couple find my body and expose your crimes back then?" Constance. Mrs. Langton. ”

Old Lady Constance let out a disdainful sneer in anger: "Really? You slut! It's because of me that you're here! You didn't stay with your stinking corpse and still roam this house because of me! ”

The old maid unceremoniously shot back: "I'd rather die then!" I don't want to be like this! ”

Footsteps sounded, and a curly-haired man who looked to be in his twenties took a girl's hand and walked into the basement together.

The young man smiled a little cynically, and the girl next to him looked a little nervous.

Old Lady Constance said imposingly, "My dear son, and dear Miss Harmon, you are also watching my jokes, and think I am funny, right?" ”

The young man said with a smile: "That's your trouble, if your crime is discovered, I'm afraid you'll have to stay in prison for the rest of your life...... Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot your age, I'm afraid at most ten years, you'll die in prison, you won't come back here, and we won't have to look at your old face anymore...... Maybe you can brag to your fellow inmates about what you were like when you were younger, and see if they will take care of you as a big guy because of it! ”

The young man accentuated the word 'big man', and his words were thick with mockery.

The old maid also watched happily, as if the old lady Constance was unlucky, and that was her only pleasure now.

Miss Harmon was a little nervous, her delicate little face full of doubt, and although she tried to think, she still didn't quite understand the meaning of their words.

The old lady Constance laughed angrily: "Yes! Oh, yes...... I'm a big guy who knows more than you countrymen! I tell you! ”

She pointed to the three 'people' in front of her and the empty space in the basement: "And you idiots who think things have nothing to do with you!" You've all listened to me! ”

She lifted her chin high and straightened her back, even though her ankles and knees were no longer suitable for high heels, but she still wanted to keep herself on top.

"It's different from you ignorant guys! I've seen some of the world, I've seen some strange people who have a lot of incredible means, including killing ghosts! The world calls them mediums! ”

Old Lady Constance's eyes widened: "You guys are really unlucky, the eldest daughter of that detective couple is a psychic medium!" It's still a very powerful psychic medium! She found you, as soon as she walked in the door! I've watched her expression, and the way she looks at you is like a toy! ”

The basement, which had been fairly empty, slowly became crowded.

Women and children with extensive burns, noble women in elaborate dresses but with a bloody hole in the back of their heads, surgeons wrapped in extreme tightness, boys with baseball bats in their hands, faces covered in blood, and men with deformed faces that can only lie on the ground.

There were a lot of strange 'people' in the basement.

Dr. Harmon's daughter turned pale, as if she couldn't believe her eyes, her legs trembled, her neck crooked, and she fainted.

Seeing this, Mrs. Constance let out a sneer: "My dear son, it seems that your little darling does not know the truth, didn't you tell her that she is dead?" ”