Savior Simulator

Chapter 622 The Phantom in the Kitchen
"I'm sure! I've even seen that little villain myself!"

Mr. D'Urberville slapped his thigh fiercely, looking very angry, but his flickering eyes could not hide the fear in his heart.

"I don't understand this, Mr. Deb. When it comes to exorcising evil spirits, Martin and I may not be more professional than priests. Why don't you go to church and ask the kind priest Gallup to help?" Gao Fei remained calm. asked.

Upon hearing this, Mr. d'Urberville became even angrier, and his rosacea flushed.

"To tell you the truth, I went to the priest, but that old stubborn had to ask me to make a confession, and then he was willing to help me exorcise me, as if I made the evil ghost, why? It's not my fault !Even if you repent, it should be my prodigal daughter who should repent!"

"Stop it, Dad, please stop it..." Tess covered her face and sobbed.

"Why are you crying? It's all your fault, you shameful little girl!"

Mrs. d'Urberville scolded her daughter and wiped the coffee stains on the counter viciously with a rag, as if to vent her anger.

"Mom, it's too unfair for you to say that. You and Dad forced me to climb high branches, and then you forced me to propose to Angel...Isn't it all because of you and Dad that I have fallen into today's situation?" ?"

Tess choked up and complained.

"Nonsense! If you were really obedient, you wouldn't tell Angel Gray about the scandal on your own initiative, and all subsequent troubles would not happen!"

Mr. D'Urberville shook his fist and snarled at his daughter.

"It's all your fault! You ruined your supposedly happy life with your own hands!"

"How can a person live in lies and never get rid of the guilt in his heart, how can he be happy?" Tess cried and retorted, "O merciful God! It is precisely because I don't want to lie again and again, and I don't want to be too sorry for my husband. I chose to confess to Angel..."

"And then? You idiot! After confessing, what did you get? That poor boy, Angel, didn't even look at his background and status. He couldn't bear such a little bit of grievance. You, went abroad, what else can you expect? It's all because you are stupid!"

Mr. D'Urberville tried to slap his daughter across the face by circling his arms.

Gao Fei hurriedly stopped him and tried to persuade him patiently: "Mr. Deber, I have no intention of intervening in your family disputes. If it is inconvenient today, Martin and I will take our leave first and come back another day."

Mr. D'Urberville gasped and took a long gulp of his cold coffee.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry, this is not a dispute, it's just a small quarrel."

"Since that's the case, let's get to work."

"Okay! I hope you can solve this trouble smoothly!"

Gao Fei nodded, and then asked: "Where did the ghost appear?"

"It's possible anywhere! Sometimes it's like a shadow, sometimes it disappears without a trace. God knows where that damned thing is hiding!" Mr. Debwet spread his hands helplessly.

Just then, there was a sudden clanging sound behind the counter, and a large pile of tin flatware fell from the shelf.

"Oh! My God! It's that little devil making trouble again!"

Mrs. d'Urberville screamed in terror.

Tess ran to the shelf quickly, waving her hands again and again, as if to drive away something invisible.

The shaking shelves stopped immediately.

Everything is back to normal.

Tess let out a long breath, bent down to pick up the tableware that fell on the floor, and placed them on the shelves.

"Mrs. Gray!" Gao Fei walked over and asked calmly, "You already knew that the ghost was hiding around here, maybe you can still see it?"

"No, Mr. Detective, it's absolutely nothing!"

Tess shook her head quickly.

"Oh, that's such a pity." Gao Fei shrugged, "I mean hypothetically, assuming you can communicate with the ghost, just persuade it to stop playing such childish pranks, otherwise Martin and I will be rude to it gone."

"Sorry, sir, I can't do this." Tess looked sad, "I want to talk to it too, but I can't..."

"Understood, Mrs. Gray, take care of yourself."

Goofy turned and gave Martin a wink.

Two people and one dog walked out of the grocery store.

"Brother, why don't you search the store?" Martin asked wonderingly, "Maybe that mischievous ghost is hiding in a corner of the counter."

"That's impossible." Gao Fei pointed to his eyes, "I'm [-]% sure that the ghost has left the shop and headed towards the back kitchen."

He has been blessed with the 1st-level spell "Detect Undead" stolen from the kobold warlock, and his pupils reflect a subtle silver magic aura, and he can see the negative energy fluctuations emitted by all undead creatures within 120 feet.

The so-called "negative energy fluctuations" are similar to biological thermal radiation.

Just as with a thermal imaging lens, you can see distant creatures at night when you can't see your fingers. "Detecting Undead" also uses a mechanism similar to thermal imaging to determine the location of undead creatures through negative energy radiation.

These two radiation imaging technologies also have a similar shortcoming, that is, they cannot see a clear image of the target, but can only observe a blurred outline.

Gao Fei maintained his focus on casting spells, followed the trajectory of negative energy, and led the way.

Martin held the shotgun tightly in both hands, and followed him with the hounds.

Following all the way to the kitchen in the backyard, Gao Fei drew out his rapier and gently opened the door with his left hand.

In the hearth of the kitchen, the firewood was burning.

With the light from the hearth, Goofy looked around in this dilapidated and dark kitchen. The barbecue grill, the sink, and the stove with a soup pot on it came into his view one after another.

On the shelf opposite the stove, there are various cutlery, knives and pans.

Martin stepped over the threshold, poking his head vigilantly.

"Brother, did you find the ghost?"

Gao Fei didn't make a sound, but turned his gaze to the other side.

At this moment, the lid of the soup pot next to him suddenly lifted.

Gao Fei looked over vigilantly.

The lid of the soup pot immediately fell and closed with a snap.

"Hey! I bet the ghost is hiding in the soup pot!"

Martin said in a low voice.

Goofy felt the same way.

The concentration of negative energy in the soup pot is particularly high, and it is likely that there is a ghost hiding in it.

He approached the stove on tiptoe, stretched his arms, and lifted the lid of the pot with his rapier. The boiling soup in the pot gurgled, emitting the aroma of butter, chicken, and stewed potatoes.

Just when Gao Fei looked into the soup pot with his head.

On the cutting board behind him, a sharp boning steel knife floated up by itself, as if held by an invisible hand, it floated silently behind Gao Fei, and suddenly stabbed him in the back!
"Beware!"

Martin sensed the danger in time, pushed Gao Fei away, grabbed a frying pan as a shield, and blocked the boning knife.

Like a "volley sword", the boning knife kept stabbing Martin, forcing him to hold the pot to block.

(End of this chapter)