[Comprehensive British and American] I open a haunted house in the superhero world

"You're here!" Pascal happily called West's name, as soon as he saw West, it was like seeing the backbone.

West glanced back twice, Pascal had already come out to greet him before he arrived.

It's not so much a welcome, it's more like he's just arrived.

West raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

Pascal smiled bitterly: "Don't blame me for being like this, to be honest, I really dare not go home."

He arranged his parents in the room he rented, and he used his study as an excuse to live in the school for a while with his classmates.

West could understand his feelings, after all, not everyone could accept the sudden return of the dead to their side.

Even if those are his parents, a person cannot accept such a miraculous thing so easily.

"It's okay." West said to him.

Then the two walked to the door together, and Pascal took a deep breath.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back with a friend," Pascal called into the house.

He rubbed his hands nervously, waiting for the person he called to come out.

Pascal originally lived with someone, and his roommate was his schoolmate, but his parents suddenly came to him, so he simply rented out the whole house.

One is for himself, and the other is for his classmates. After that, he himself hid in the school and did not move.

His parents seemed to know why he was like this, and they stayed down without saying anything.

The only thing Pascal did afterwards was to call every day to make sure they were all right.

But today, because he knew he was coming, Pascal came over directly before he called.

But he knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

He glanced at West, his expression obviously a little flustered.

"Nothing, maybe they go out for a while." West said.

"I took them out yesterday to buy a lot of food, and they shouldn't have to go out today," Pascal said.

Seeing that something was wrong, West winked at the two ghosts floating beside him. Clark immediately understood what he meant and drifted into the house.

Ghosts have no physical body and can easily pass through walls into rooms.

West went on to appease Pascal: "Even so, there is a possibility that they will go out for a while. After all, no one can stay at home for too long, or they will definitely go crazy."

Pascal shook his head: "Since they came here, they have been very reluctant to go out and get along with other people. They are very resistant to seeing other people except me. It is for this reason that I take them out once or twice every once in a while."

West silently wrote down what he said, and this was one of the clues he could collect.

At this time, Clark just floated out of the house.

He didn't say anything, just shook his head at West.

No one in the room?

"Pascal, do you have any other way to contact them?" West didn't tell Pascal about this, but asked quickly.

Pascal shook his head, just halfway through, he stopped suddenly: "I have a phone number for them."

As he spoke, he quickly took out his phone and called his parents' number.

In the tense waiting, the phone was connected after a while.

Pascal let out a long sigh of relief, and he quickly said to the other end of the phone: "Hey, Mom and Dad, where are you now? Why don't you open the door?"

He pressed the phone to the public release state, and when West got closer, he heard a very gentle female voice inside saying that the two of them were invited by an old friend, so they went out to meet and told him not to worry.

Pascal couldn't say that their condition was wrong, so he hung up the phone with an ugly face after a few instructions.

"They don't know..." Is he dead?

West said suggestively that he found that during the conversation, Pascal's parents did not show that they had died, but instead talked about old friends one by one.

Pascal shook his head with a very tangled expression: "I... asked tentatively, but they didn't seem to know that they were dead. They didn't even have the concept of death. Instead, they felt as if they were always alive."

"Don't they realize that you've grown up and been different?" West asked.

Pascal shook his head: "I can't tell them that either."

Think about it too, that is to say, they didn't realize that so much time had passed.

Did you not notice it or did you not dare to notice it?

He glanced at Nygma, who had been silent all this time, the Riddler was exceptionally quiet today, and hadn't said anything until now.

And West just needed someone to advise him, so this person remained silent.

Realizing that West was looking at him, Nygma frowned: "What do you want to ask?"

He knew what West was thinking at a glance, so he simply asked him what he wanted to ask?

West was a little worried when he asked this question. In fact, the owner of the haunted house didn't know what he wanted to ask.

"I'll ask you what you know?" West asked quickly while Pascal wasn't paying attention.

Nygma narrowed his eyes, and the look in his eyes made West furious. Fortunately, the Riddler glanced at Clark next to him, and finally said: "It is certain that his parents have problems, but just think about what his parents will do in this place." Are acquaintances looking for them?"

"Pascal is from a remote town in Maine, which is where you said there is a resurrection cemetery. They have been dead for so long. Where do they have acquaintances?"

Hearing these words, West broke out in a cold sweat: "You mean they ran out by themselves, and that they were deceiving Pascal by saying that they were acquaintances?"

"Of course, it's not ruled out that they really have acquaintances." Nygma shrugged, "But I don't think it's very likely."

"Pascal." West quickly called Pascal, "Can you call your parents now? Ask them who came to look for them, and do you know them?"

Pascal didn't know what he wanted to ask, but went to call immediately.

It's just that I made three calls this time, but no one answered the phone.

Pascal panicked even more now.

"What to do, West, they don't answer the phone." Pascal looked at West.

West quickly comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, maybe I didn't hear it."

And at this time, Tony's voice came from his mind: "West, watch the news."

As he spoke, a piece of news played in Pascal's head.

[Just now, two thugs on the streets of New York attacked and bit the surrounding crowd, causing three people to be injured. After the New York police arrived, they had already killed two people. 】

"I saw pictures of them when I checked Pascal's profile," Tony said. "It's Pascal's parents."

"You must be joking." Joss Carter said to the policeman next to her. "Dead? How could it be dead?"

The young police officer next to him was a little at a loss: "But it is true...those two people have been in..."

Carter waved his hand: "You go out first."

After she finished speaking, the young police officer breathed a sigh of relief and ran out quickly.

And Carter in the police station walked up and down with his hands on his hips.

How can a dead person be a dead person?

During the day, a very nasty attack occurred on the streets of New York.

A middle-aged couple didn't know what went crazy, and suddenly bit the people around them like rabies.

In order to ensure the safety of the public, the New York police chose to shoot the two dead on the spot.

But after the shooting, when they came back to investigate, they were surprised to find that the two had died a few years ago.

How is this going?The resurrection of the dead?

Or another pair of John Riese?

But Carter has observed the couple. Whether it is from their bodies or from some video recordings left by them in surveillance, this couple is very ordinary two people.

And she had read their profiles, and there was nothing strange about them.

But the resurrection of the dead is too miraculous, and it is simply impossible to exist.

Feign death?

"What's going on?" Carter crossed his arms and thought carefully.

To be honest, the corpse kind of spooked her and her colleagues.

Not because of anything else, but because during the autopsy, the forensic doctor told her that the inside of the two people's bodies had decayed, and judging from the degree of decay, they definitely did not die for a day or two.

This news scared many people, what do you mean?Does this mean that the two people who acted outside are corpses?

The plot in a zombie movie?

Carter doesn't believe this kind of thing, but she doesn't believe it and can't influence other people in the police station to believe it.

For a while, rumors that the corpse was moving were spreading throughout the police station, and Carter had to rely on his usual majesty to forcefully suppress these words.

"jingle--"

Carter took out his mobile phone, looked down, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he saw the number on it, and then connected: "I'm dealing with a case now, if you don't have anything important, don't bother me, okay?"

"But I do have important matters, Officer Carter." The gentle male voice on the phone said, "I wonder if the officer received a case of a dead person just now?"

Carter looked up and looked around, found a remote corner where no one would see, and then switched the phone from his left hand to his right: "So, this matter is related to you again?"

"To be precise, these two people are related to our target." The man continued, "The target will appear later, and our mutual friends will come to contact him."

"Are you sure he's coming?" Carter hinted, "The New York police's arrest for him has not been lifted."

"It's all to save people, officer." The man said, "Because there are other things, I will trouble the officer to keep that person for a while later."

"Hey, why don't you tell me who your target is this time?" Carter said dissatisfied.

Who knew that the other end laughed: "I'll know soon."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Really...

Carter looked at the phone for a long time before finally putting it back.

At this time, someone knocked on his phone: "Officer, the son of the deceased is here."

This is...the goal they said?