Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 77

Colleagues from the police station did not find anything unusual. There are rumors that this kind of old house is haunted. Some people say that the White House is haunted. Don’t those politicians break their heads to live in it?

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

"Great, this is really exciting news." Dr. Harmon looked quite happy, and Mrs. Harmon, who had always been gloomy, also smiled.

The two are a traditional American family. Only Dr. Harmon has an income. As a psychologist, he is a high-income group. Under normal circumstances, it is no problem to support the family with his own income.

However, the couple moved from Boston to Los Angeles with their children. They were looking for a house, and they were renovating and buying furniture. After the relationship between the husband and wife broke down completely, the family now has no savings. The house is sold, and the two can talk about the future. , or we'd have to tire each other out in this house.

Dr. Harmon really wanted to get rid of it quickly, and he was a little loose on the price. In the end, the transaction price of the house was settled at 25 US dollars, and the notary fees, house inspection fees, house insurance fees, and complicated house transfer procedures were all handed over to the house The broker handles it, and the buyer and seller don't have to worry too much.

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

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

"No! You have to change, I want that room."

"Okay, okay, then I'll take the room where Harmon's daughter lives now."

Natasha raised her chin and thought for a while: "Why haven't we seen this doctor's daughter several times? Could it be that there is a personality disorder? Don't want to see strangers?"

Bella looked confident: "Maybe it's because I'm ugly and afraid to see people? After all, my appearance is so beautiful, it's really embarrassing in comparison, understandable!"

Natasha curled her lips when she heard that, she was really speechless about the fanatical narcissism of Bella, a cheap older sister, this problem should be cured when she is young!

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

The couple slept in separate rooms, both thinking about their future lives, and the house was quiet at night.

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

Although she had applied a lot of cosmetics, her skin was still wrinkled, and the gorgeous dress did not add much color to her, but looked rather absurd.

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

"How long are you going to hide? The catastrophe is imminent! Are you so dull!"

She lowered her voice and said annoyedly.

"You think the threat comes from the detective couple? What does that matter?" Another old woman dressed as a maid came down the stairs. The Harmons knew her existence and thought she was the maid in the house. But when Charlie and Samantha came, the old maid deliberately avoided them.

The right eye of the old woman dressed as a maid is cloudy, and her eye is already blind.

She sneered: "Wouldn't it be a good thing for the detective couple to find my body and expose your crimes back then? Mrs. Constance Langton."

The old lady Constance was so angry that she let out a disdainful sneer: "Really? You bitch! The reason why you can appear here is because of me! You didn't stay with your stinking corpse, you can still be here The activities in this house are because of me!"

The old maid fought back unceremoniously: "I would rather die then! I don't want to be like this ghost!"

The footsteps of "deng, deng, deng, deng" sounded, and a curly-haired man who appeared to be in his 20s took a girl's hand and walked into the basement together.

The young man smiled cynically, while the girl beside him looked a little nervous.

The old lady Constance said with great momentum: "My dear son, and respected Miss Harmon, you are also reading my jokes and think I am funny, right?"

The young man said with a nonchalant smile: "That's your trouble. If your crime is discovered, I'm afraid you will spend your whole life in prison. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I forgot your age. I'm afraid it's ten years at most. You die of old age in prison, you won't come back here, and we don't have to see your old face again Maybe you can brag about your youthful beauty to your cellmates, and see if they will take care of it because of it You big man!"

The young man emphasized the word 'big man', and his words were full of sarcasm.

The old maid also looked on cheerfully, as if the old lady Constance was unlucky and that was her only pleasure now.

Miss Harmon was a little nervous, and her delicate face was full of doubts. Although she was thinking hard, she still didn't quite understand the meaning of their words.

The old lady Constance laughed back angrily: "Yes! Yes, a big man like me is more knowledgeable than you country folks! Let me tell you!"

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

She raised her chin high, straightened her back, even though her ankles and knees were no longer suitable for wearing high heels, she still wanted to maintain a high posture.

"It's different from you ignorant guys! I've seen some things in the world, and I've seen some strange people. They have many incredible methods, including killing ghosts! The world calls them psychics!"

The old lady Constance stared wide-eyed: "It's really unfortunate for you guys, the eldest daughter of the detective couple is a psychic! She is also a very powerful psychic! She found you, as soon as she entered the door I have observed her expression, the way she looks at you is like looking at a toy!"

The originally empty basement slowly became crowded.

Women and children with extensive burns all over their bodies, wearing exquisite dresses, but a luxurious lady with a blood hole in the back of the head, a very tightly wrapped surgeon, holding a baseball bat in his hand, a boy with a bloody face, and a deformed face , A man who can only lie on the ground.

All kinds of things, a lot of strange-looking 'people' appeared in the basement.

Dr. Harmon's daughter's face was pale, and she seemed to be completely unable to believe her eyes. Her legs trembled, her neck tilted, and she passed out.

Seeing this, Mrs. Constance sneered: "My dear son, it seems that your sweetheart still doesn't know the truth. Didn't you tell her that she is dead?"

(End of this chapter)