Chapter Seventy-Five: The Rich Woman Is Fake!

Wan also arrived at the predetermined location, which was the employer's home.

But......

Wan Yi took a look at this house and found that this side was quite close to the apartment building that the exploration team had set an eye on, and there were two houses in between, but the house in front of him was still very magnificent, and at first glance, it felt that people with no assets could not take it.

He picked up his camera and took a picture.

After looking at it, there was no accident, it was a haunted house, and there were curses hidden in it.

The reason why it is not surprising is that on the one hand, it is not strange that there is no one hidden anywhere in this world full of curses, and on the other hand, of course, Wan Ye investigated several nurses who were returned before through Jennifer in advance.

How many of them are missing, and a few more died in accidents, is this the result still to be considered?

Wan also rang the doorbell.

Some distorted ringtones create an eerie vibe, and then they are switched on.

Although it was connected, it was still silent on the other end of the call, and if it weren't for the light on the doorbell flashing, Wan Yi wouldn't have seen that it was through.

"Hello, I'm the nurse who came for the interview, Wan Yi. There should be a contact with the company. Wan Yi said.

There was a stir, and then a deep voice said, "Does the nurse need to bring a camera?" ”

"It's a hobby, and I won't use it if you don't allow it." Wan Yi's voice was soft, with a gentle smile on his face, and he started a business model that the clones didn't even look at.

There was no response from inside, but the door to the yard opened.

Wan Yi looked at it for a moment, and stepped in with his legs without hesitation.

Whoosh –

A strong gaze pointed at Wan Yi from nowhere, but it felt vague and fleeting.

This grudge is much stronger than the young lady at the crossroads from the senses alone.

Wan Yi thought in his heart and came to the door, but when the door of the house opened a gap and covered it, he opened the door directly.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a "crunch" sound, and slowly thought about the door approaching from far and near.

Wan Yi looked at the source of the voice, a room very close to the door, in the darkness, gradually ......

A wheelchair came out, and there was a middle-aged woman sitting in the wheelchair, her complexion was not very good, the dark circles under her eyes were very thick, and the bags under her eyes were calm. On the ID photo given in the previous company information, this used to be graceful, but now he doesn't feel that way at all.

The complexion is very poor, but at least there is still a complexion, and he is a living person.

Wan Yi thought that the real master of the house here wanted to play Boda when he came up.

"Ms. Carla, how long has it been since your wheelchair was serviced?" Wan Yi asked politely, with a little unique humor.

"It's been about a few months, I can't remember exactly, and being stuffy in the house has made me lose my sense of time."

"That's really unfortunate, you might need someone to push you out for a walk." Wan Yidao.

"Do you want people to see me like this?" Ms. Cara said unpleasantly, in fact, her expression was not very good from the beginning.

"Just walking around the yard."

"There are so many people in the neighborhood that they don't even want to laugh at people with disabilities, they don't even want to pay attention to them, as if they want me to feel my own powerlessness. It's an alternative kind of sympathy that I've come to accept, and that's why I feel like I'm going to live so long. Ms. Carla said indifferently.

Wan also got permission and walked into the room.

"So, is the interview now the time it begins? What am I going to do? Wan Yi said with a polite smile.

"It started when you rang the doorbell, you've passed, I can sign a contract with you." Ms. Carla said directly.

Wan Ye was directly stunned.

"That's it?"

"Shouldn't you be happy? By the way, I plan to sign for life, and you will take care of me until I die, and then my inheritance will be given to you in full. ”

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"It looks a little, but I'm not kidding you, anyway, come with me to get the contract, this is the kitchen, bring me a cup of tea, you can choose the tea you are good at, of course, you can also give yourself a cup, I'll be waiting for you in the living room here." With that, Kara spun her wheelchair around and crunched back into the dark room.

It turned out to be a living room.

Wan Yin went to the kitchen he had just pointed to.

As for whether Wan Yi will make tea, of course he will, both Liang Dao and Rhett will make tea, taking into account both the East and the West.

Wan Yi doesn't know how to learn himself, but there are always idle clones who have nothing to do and learn to play after seeing them through his perspective.

This kind of simple manual skill, after the doppelganger learns it, he will also know it.

He familiarized himself with the distribution of the large kitchen, and then found a place to put tea leaves, there are indeed many types, considering the background of time and space, he chose simple, common and noble black tea.

Just as he was humming a little song to make tea, a cabinet behind Wan Yi slowly opened without warning.

"Close the cupboards, there are unused utensils in there, and it will be dangerous to fall down." While Wan Yi was doing the matter at hand, he also spoke without warning, and said to himself.

The half-pushed cabinet door suddenly stopped.

Wan Yi made tea, put it in a tray and picked it up, and closed the half-open cupboard when he passed by.

As for the bloodshot eyes that flashed in the darkness before the door was completely closed, Wan Yiquan ignored it without seeing it.

He came to the living room with his tea and saw that Ms. Carla was already at a table with a contract on it.

Wan Yi stepped forward like a waiter in a high-end restaurant and set the tea: "It's a pity that you don't have more materials here, otherwise I can prepare some refreshments." ”

Ms. Carla took a sip of her tea, "Not bad." ”

"Thank you for the compliment." This sentence is very sincere.

After all, it's Red's craft, and everyone in the play is still very interesting, although you can conceive what you want by concentrating on the theater, but sometimes you will choose to get some raw materials and show your hand in front of others.

She reached out and handed the contract to Wan Yi: "Take a look." ”

Wan Yi picked it up and quickly went through it, and found that Ms. Carla really wasn't lying, and the conditions were really what she said before.

As long as Wan Yi signs, the contract will take effect.

He still couldn't understand what this middle-aged lady was doing, and he was so kind to a nurse he met for the first time, probably he couldn't have fallen in love with him.

"You're still suspicious of this pie-in-the-sky thing, and you don't seem to be stupid." Seeing his hesitation, Lady Carla snorted coldly.

"Is there anything behind this?"

"What do you see in the kitchen?" Ms. Cara did not answer, but asked.

"Didn't see anything."

"You're lying, or you can't believe what you're seeing." Kara gave a confident expression.

It's like the feeling of being scared when one person watches a horror movie, and then sees another person watching it with a blank face, firmly saying that you must have been scared too.

Don't get me wrong, he's not referring to Sang scolding Huai, Wan is talking about some of his college roommates who forgot his name.

That classmate left a deep enough memory in Wan Yiming's mind in a novel way.

"You asked me to come up and go to the kitchen alone because you thought I was going to see something in the kitchen?" Wan Yi said in a slightly lowered voice.

"Yes, that's the legendary ghost, the supernatural power, that has been hovering in this house. Do you know why I suddenly experienced such a change in my career? ”

Ms. Carla slapped her unconscious thigh: "That's because of this." ”

"Something lurking here has taken the lower half of your body, but it's kept you alive for so long?" Wan Yi narrowed his eyes.

"They're not just ghosts, I've been collecting rumors and cases since the accident. They are not ghosts in the traditional sense, nor are they killing machines that only care about taking lives, they act for satisfaction. ”

"Satisfied?" I never thought that in this world, I could hear the aborigines' interpretation of the curse.

"Satisfy your own resentment, see the misery of others, and bring misfortune to others with disasters that seem to be unprovoked."

"You mean to say they're crowd criminals?"

"That's not it, they don't have that kind of feeling." In a deep voice, Ms. Cara said, "Satisfying the conditions of resentment is the meaning of their existence, and what they do is resentment for the sake of resentment." ”

"Innocents driven by the curse of resentment, they are not for revenge, not for liberation, but for resentment, nothing more."

Wan Yi was silent for a moment and said, "What does this have to do with this contract of yours?" ”

"The first few caregivers were terrified, the one before you, who was alone in the kitchen for a while and then ran away, didn't even see this dream contract." Ms. Cara said.

It turned out to be a wide net.

"I called the newspaper and a newspaper sent reporters, and a few days after I got back, they died. I wanted to tell the police that the police were hesitant and the last officer told me that they couldn't handle it and hung up. I tried to find some talented people, but to no avail. Kara's hands clenched the armrests of the wheelchair, and the leather on them made a strange noise.

But suddenly, she let go of her hands: "So I figured it out now." I couldn't help it, I could feel it, it was getting grumpy, it didn't want to look at my ugliness anymore. I want to leave something in this world, like finding someone to listen to me. ”

Wan Yi leaned back slightly: "You knew that you would die if you found someone, but after understanding the reason, you still kept looking for a nurse." ”

Kara's gloomy face showed a somewhat crazy smile: "So this contract is compensation." ”

Wan was silent.

"I see, I'm crazy."

"Well, I've been driven crazy."

"I've been tortured for so many years, and I feel like if she hadn't been killed by a curse, maybe she could have become a source of revenge."

"It's a pity."

"Trick the workers in and kill them, Body, kill her!"

Wan Yi spoke: "No need. ”

"Don't you want to? It doesn't matter, you're already sitting here, and if you don't accept it, I can call to find the next one. Carla shrugged, unconcerned.

"You don't need me to kill her." But Wan Yi actually didn't pay attention to her, but was talking to the clone.

Kara was stunned.

Behind her head, a pair of fingers twisted like withered branches, and a pale, blood-stained hand reached out without warning, hugging Kara's head.

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