"Beckland Housing Improvement Company", which sounds like a bluff, is actually an alternative "intermediary company" that mainly operates in the business of renting and reselling houses.

Because of her young and beautiful appearance, Toris was arranged to do reception work at the front desk, and she noticed Louise and the two at a glance.

In her twenties, she wears a plain long skirt to outline her moving curves, a white and flawless neck, a bright and shining face, and an elegant gait, she is definitely a pampered aristocratic lady.

The maid behind her was also very beautiful, but she looked a little unhappy, and she never smiled with a straight face......

"What do you call you, noble young lady? Is there anything I can help with? Toris asked, hurriedly getting up.

After briefly introducing herself, Louise went on to state her needs: "I want to rent a house, preferably in the West End of Beckland. ”

The smile on Doris's face grew brighter, and she led the "master and servant" to the reception area, and asked softly:

"Miss Louise, what type of house do you need?"

To this, Louise had already made a draft, and she replied softly with a gentle smile:

"It doesn't have to be too luxurious, but it can't be shabby, and I like the quiet environment, so it can't be too noisy near the house...... The lease period is best around one year. ”

The "Great Smog of Beckland" will explode at the end of the year, and Louise, who has become a member of the "Witch Sect", will probably not get out of it, and she will also need to seek a chance to play the ......

Toris wrote them down one by one, and then said positively:

"I'll help you find the right information right away, please wait a moment, do you need coffee, or black tea?"

"Black tea, thank you." Louise said she doesn't think the coffee here will suit her taste.

After a habitual compliment, Toris turned away, and soon a young waiter served two cups of warm black tea.

Louise nodded in thanks, bored looking at her surroundings, but in fact, she thought inwardly, where would Will's "smooth" be reflected?

As the "Serpent of Destiny" of Sequence One, his divination results will definitely not be untargeted, but if this kind of "smooth" only represents a thoughtful service attitude, it is inevitably too out of character......

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a man running in in a hurry, about fifty years old, with pale hair, vicissitudes on his face, and many folds in his dress.

That's fine, but as soon as the man came in, Louise seemed to smell a faint cold aura, she turned on her vision, and sure enough, she saw a gray-black aura wrapped around the man's head.

It's not like a direct injury, but a little negative impact after staying in a certain place for a long time, as long as you stay away from the source of infection and keep your mood stable, you can gradually return to normal.

"Has my house been sold?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously.

"Not yet, Mr. Bartley, don't be in a hurry, let's go inside and talk."

A female receptionist immediately greeted the man and led the man into the lounge, and her movements were very skillful, probably not the first time she had experienced this kind of thing.

"Who was that panicked gentleman just now?" Louise asked.

Toris, who came back with a stack of materials, was a little surprised to hear this question, she looked at the closed door of the lounge, and then reacted and briefly introduced:

"That's Mr. Bartley, who was once a baron, but has now been demoted to a baron, and he has a house for sale, but he has never found a buyer."

Then, she skipped the topic, opened the information in her hand, and said enthusiastically:

"Miss Louise, may I introduce you, 78 Åglam Street, a three-storey building with more than ten rooms, exquisite gardens and stables, once the ancestral property of a nobleman, rented out for some reason, and its furniture, decorations, and many furnishings are precious and beautiful, enough to set off your noble status."

"Most of the owners of the houses in the neighborhood are nobles and councilors, and the environment is very much in line with your requirements...... The rent for a year is only 740 pounds. ”

"What do you think, Miss Louise?"

When Toris finished speaking, she waited for Louise's response, but found that the other party was just smiling and seemed to be a little distracted, so she thought that she was not satisfied with the house, so she moved on to the next house with a lower price.

"If you don't like it, 26 Hoyland Street has you covered, it's only 280 pounds a year, it's just younger than 78 Eglam Street, it doesn't have a lot of history and ......"

In fact, Louise was indeed wandering, most of her mind eavesdropping on the conversation in the break room...... It was the one that had just been troubled and entered from Baron Bartley.

Although it was separated by a wooden door, it couldn't stop Louise, who was a "witch", and she roughly understood what was going on.

Mr. Bartley wanted to sell a house at a low price, but the receptionist was just perfunctory one after another, and it seemed that there was something else to hide...... Thinking of the anomaly from this Monsieur Baron, could it be that the house is haunted?

Perhaps, this is what Will calls "smooth......

Louise interrupted Doris's introduction with some rudeness and asked:

"Where's the house that Mr. Bartley sold from the Baron?"

Toris was stunned when she heard this, and all my previous words were in vain...... But she couldn't refuse, so she pulled out a smile a little helplessly, and said in a slur manner:

"Mr. Bartley's house is also in the West End, just ......"

"Just what?" Louise asked, thinking to herself, sure enough, in the West End!

"It's just...... That house was a nuisance. Toris leaned in and whispered:

"Mr. Bartley's offer was so low that several buyers were interested in buying it, but they always suddenly reversed on the eve of the agreement...... After this happened one after another, we stopped recommending the house to other customers, so much so that it hasn't been sold. ”

Could it be that there are ghosts...... Louise thought for a moment, quickly got up and said, "Let's go and meet this Mr. Cong." ”

Two seconds later, Toris, who had just woken up from a dream, stood up and hurriedly advised, "Miss Louise, let's take a look at the other houses......

Three steps and two steps, walking to the door of the lounge, Toris saw that she could not stop the other party, so she had to stand behind and bow her head in frustration.

The voice in the lounge suddenly increased: "If I can't sell it anymore, my daughter will die!" ”

Louise glanced at Catelyn, who hesitated for a moment, then realized that she was knocking on the door.

I am not your servant...... Catelyn thought angrily, but honestly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The receptionist's voice rang out, with a hint of confusion.

Louise stepped into the lounge, bowed softly, and said:

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I've heard that Mr. Bartley is planning to sell a house, and I'm interested in it, so I wonder if I can talk more about it?"

…………

The receptionist who had been perfunctory Bartley made eye contact with Doris, and the content of the gaze was basically as follows:

"Didn't you say you wouldn't sell this house? Why did you bring someone here again? ”

"She has to come, it has nothing to do with me!"

…………

Mr. Bartley, Baron, looked excited: "Really? Are you really willing to buy my house? ”

Louise smiled: "This is not until you have seen the house before you can make a decision." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see it now." Mr. Bartley said excitedly.

"Thank you for the reception, it seems that my luck is good."

Louise turned to Toris, who could only smile in response.

…………

The carriage galloped all the way, and seemed to feel the urgency of the owner, and it saved nearly a third of the time, and arrived at its destination, 59 Agram Street.

Under the guidance and introduction of Baron Bartley, Louise had a preliminary understanding of the house in front of her.

It is a historic building, said to have been inherited from Bartley's ancestors, with a clear touch of last century architecture, ancient, atmospheric, minimalist and without dazzling ornaments...... Well, it was actually sold by Bartley.

In addition, as a nobleman, there are only a few servants in the family, which is quite deserted.

"I'm satisfied, but ...... in terms of price," Louise looked deliberately hesitant.

Bartley hurriedly explained, "Miss, the price of 1,900 pounds is already very low, otherwise I might as well sell it to a damn bank!" ”

When he said this, he showed a look of hatred.

"You are mistaken, Mr. Bartley." Louise smiled and said, "Although I am not a professional, a house like this would cost at least two thousand five hundred pounds to buy...... The price you proposed was so low that you had to wonder if there was something wrong with this house......"

As soon as she entered, Louise felt a clear cold aura that was annoying, just like Bartley's anomaly...... To be precise, this breath came from the third floor, but Bartley didn't seem to take the initiative to introduce the third floor, so Louise asked.

Bartley sighed and said, "Because I need money to save my daughter." ”

"Is your daughter sick?" Louise asked, feeling like she was getting closer to the truth.

Before Bartley could answer, a whimper came from the bedroom on the third floor.

"Woo, go away, go away......"

Then, there was the sound of "da-da-da" going downstairs, and a maid who was not young ran down and said, "Master, Miss is making trouble again." ”

"I'm sorry." Bartley confessed and immediately ran up to the third floor.

Louise and Catelyn glanced at each other and followed.

A girl of about ten years old was tied to the bed, and in spite of this, she struggled frantically, her eyes wide with rage, as if she was hiding from something terrible.

Bartley knelt in front of the bed, holding the girl in his arms, suppressing her madness, while comforting without interruption:

"Daria, it's alright...... It's okay, Daddy is here......"

Louise turns on her vision and discovers that the girl's movements are not unintentional, but actually dodging the attack, and the creature that attacks her is an illusory bat.

Soon, the bat seemed to be tired and stopped attacking, and the girl slowly calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

With Louise's occult knowledge, it was easy to conclude that this was a curse, a very ordinary and very lethal curse, otherwise it would not have been impossible to kill a little girl.

"She's been like this for a while, and I've spent all my family's savings, and I've found countless doctors and wizards, but I can't cure her......"

Bartley cried, his words full of self-reproach: "I used to be a piece of waste and did things ridiculously, but as long as I can cure my daughter, I am willing to trade my life for it......"

"I probably didn't mention it, but I'm a doctor."

Louise said, and it was a doctor who had personally certified it by the "Serpent of Destiny...... Well, still a "witch".

Bartley jerked his head back, not seeming to believe it, but still expectantly asked:

"You're a doctor? Can you save my daughter? As long as you can cure her, I can give you this house for free! ”

Louise said lightly: "I can try, but there is no guarantee of success, and besides, I need a separate space for treatment." ”

Turning to look at her sleeping daughter, her face was pale and bloodless, and Bartley reluctantly stood up, and said:

"Okay, I promise you."

The door closed softly, and Louise walked over to the bed and looked at the bat that had landed on the girl's shoulder, combing its feathers and seeming to be spiritual.

Stretched out his right hand, he grabbed the bat, but passed through it silently, as if holding a handful of air...... Louise smiled slightly, and a black flame suddenly ignited in her hand, igniting it, and in the blink of an eye, it burned out, leaving no room for resistance.

The illusory dust fell on Louise's soft palm, forming a regular seven-pointed star pattern.

Demonic Means...... Louise guessed, but the trick was a little too weak, and it seemed that it was only meant to torture the little girl.

In the next second, the little girl Daria opened her eyes, her eyes showed obvious doubt, and she found that she was tied tightly, not crying, not shouting, but just a little timid asking:

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"Who are you?"

Louise smiled softly and said, "I'm the doctor Mr. Bartley had, have you forgotten you're sick?" ”

The little girl's delicate facial features were slightly distorted, revealing a look of fear, and recalled:

"I had a dream about an altar and then there were bats chasing me all the time......"

In fact, the bat can't kill you directly, it just keeps you in constant fear and can't recognize reality...... Louise added inwardly.

"Have you ever met any strange people before you dreamed?" She then asked.

The girl thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "No." ”

Louise said no more, but turned back and said, "Come, untie the rope." ”

Having recognized her position, Catlyn obediently stepped forward and untied the rope that bound the little girl.

Louise smiled softly and said, "Go, Mr. Bartley is waiting for you outside the door!" ”