[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

I have to say that because of Raffaele's help to Graham's family, even if the male owner does not know the truth of the matter until now, Anne Graham and Peter Graham can't stand it, encouraging Los Angeles to have strength and strength. A respected psychiatrist takes the side of Ben Harmon, a psychiatrist who has just moved to Los Angeles.

By now, even the police line was connected with the help of Dr. Graham.

Of course, it is one thing that Ben Harmon's professional quality is high enough, but no one introduced him to him. If he wants to have the job he has today, he will not be able to do it in five or six years.

Raffaele nodded. He had planned to go there at night to find out the details of the Ravenskan Sanatorium.But now, there is a legitimate way, it doesn't hurt to take a walk.As for the reason, Raffaele found it easily.

"Huh?" Ben Harmon was stunned and repeated in disbelief: "You want to be a psychiatrist in the future?" He couldn't help but shook his head, his eyes glazed over, "Lafite, did I hear correctly? "

"As for being so surprised?" Raffaele blinked, "Ben, do you think I can't get into the psychology major of an Ivy League school and become a psychiatrist?"

His GPA and comprehensive practice scores aren't that bad, are they?In the end-of-semester exam before the Christmas holiday, he was the first in the whole grade, okay?

The second is Tate.

"Of course not." Ben Harmon said without hesitation, "You are my pride, Lafite, you are smart enough, and you never know what you want, so I have always unconditionally supported your decision."

"It's just that you want to be a psychiatrist, which surprised me."

Ben Harmon murmured: "I always thought that you would become a great performer like Vivienne in the future. No matter what kind of instrument you are, you will be able to reach heights that are beyond the reach of others. Even if you are not a performer, Painters can do it too." For his son, he did not hesitate to praise him, "You are the most talented child I have ever seen."

Raffaele: "...cough."

This is actually nothing to be proud of, since he has been tinkering with these things in his previous life.

Ben Harmon frowned. Of course, he was always proud of his profession. When he learned that his son also wanted to be a psychiatrist, he was naturally a little excited.But when you think about it carefully, the profession of a psychiatrist is actually not as glamorous as it looks.

They have to receive all kinds of patients, and the process of talking about treatment, to put it bluntly, is the process of coaxing patients to dump their inner garbage at him.

Every day, I have to accept all kinds of mental garbage, and I have to spend time adjusting myself.No matter how you look at it, this job is not as easy as a musician.

It's not that he thinks that the profession of musician is easier than that of psychologist. After all, if you want to reach the pinnacle, you have to put in enough sweat and hard work in every job.Laymen often look at the scenery, but professionals know how much hard work there is.

But Raffaele's talent in music is too high, and the impact of too high talent value is that when others pay a hundred times the sweat, it is enough for him to be fifty times or even less.

How do you think, how do you think Raffaele is suitable for the road of music.

Raffaele's eyes drifted away for a moment. If Ben knew, Raffaele's current fantasies about the psychiatrist were just an excuse to sneak into the Ravenskan Sanitarium with him this Friday.And his real career plan was already doomed when Tate decided to become the FBI. I don't know what his expression will be.

In fact, it is not a complete cover. If you want to be an FBI, you must also have knowledge of psychology.Although the FBI Academy does not limit the areas of professional knowledge of applicants, majors like criminal psychology are undoubtedly a good springboard.

Ben Harmon finally agreed to let Raffaele pretend to be an intern and follow him to the Ravenskan Sanitarium on Friday.He doesn't doubt some of Rafael's professional abilities, just like he has said countless times, Rafael is too smart, some things that Ben Harmon leaked in his daily life are enough for him to disguise himself Become a psychiatrist.

What's more, this time it was just an intern with him as a cover.

If the variety of beings in the sanatorium can scare off Raffaele's career plans, that's all the better.

Raffaele nodded immediately, expressing that he must be serious about disguising and would never cause trouble for him.

Although Tate really wanted to go with Raffaele, he thought that he didn't have any expertise in psychology. Instead... he might have something in common with the patients in the Ravenskan Sanatorium.He silently swallowed the words that he wanted to follow along, and turned to look at the few psychology tomes in Raffaele's room, determined to study hard.

It has to be said that he and Raphael thought of going together when it came to university studies.

That night, Raffaele went to the Mayflower store.

Because of the accident that happened in the morning, the shopping mall that finally got capital injection and reopened has become a cursed place in the eyes of ordinary people.The current perfect decoration can make customers temporarily forget the tragedy five years ago, but the vicious incident that happened in the morning makes people deeply suspect that this is a tofu project.Even if the shopping mall offers [-]% off, [-]% off or even lower discounts tomorrow, thinking about the batch of unlucky people who entered the hospital this morning, and considering their own skills, I am afraid that few dare to come here.

The behind-the-scenes boss of this shopping mall, if he has nothing to do with the devil, he is really miserable.

Raffaele shrugged, followed the dark power floating in the air, and walked to the basement floor of the shopping mall.

Before coming here, Raffaele checked the historical information of this building on the Internet.

After the building was purchased by the Meridy family in 1952, it was transformed into the first Mayflower department store on the West Coast.Its predecessor was a psychiatric hospital named St. Matthew's. After it closed down, it was renovated and transformed into a popular department store for customers.

When a mental hospital is transformed into a department store, it can only be said that when a person steps on the ground, no one knows how many bones are buried under the ground.

The basement floor of the Mayflower Mall is a mirror maze, which is a place for tourists to play.Because of the accident in the morning, the mirrors were all shattered, and the debris was piled on the ground without anyone cleaning it up.

Raffaele stared at the fragment for a moment, wisps of black air lingered on the fragment, it was nothing to worry about.He lifted his foot and walked over, and the shards of glass were trampled under his feet, making a "creaking" sound.

But the shards on the clean side reflected Raphael's appearance.

Countless Raffaele.

Obviously, the evil spirits hiding in the mirror will not be able to get out of here just because the mirror is broken, or they will not be able to harm ordinary people anymore.

As long as there is a place that can reflect light and use it as a medium, they can continue to harm people.

Among the shards of the mirror, "Raffaele" grinned, his sky blue eyes full of malice.He stretched out his hand, closed his mouth, and squeezed hard.

The corner of his mouth burst open, and blood gushed out.

Countless "Raffaele" moved at the same time, and the splashed blood almost dyed the other side of the mirror red.

however……

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

Suppressed screams came from the mirror, and the faces that were exactly the same as Raphael suddenly turned into grimaces. They covered their jaws in pain and screamed.

Raffaele walked by without turning his eyes, and said "Idiot" lightly.

Want to hurt him with such a low-level transfer of damage power?

Who gave them confidence!

After walking through the ruins of the mirror maze, Raffaele came to a wall.With a wave of his hand, the loose bricks on the wall crackled and fell down, creating a passageway as tall as a person.

Raffaele walked in with no expression on his face.

This time, what appeared before his eyes was an isolation room surrounded by mirrors on all sides.

In the center of the isolation room is a chair with moldy restraint straps on the armrest.

This is the mirror room.

More than 70 years ago, in order to treat some mental illnesses, some treatments were quite famous. Now it is undoubtedly a cruelty that despises human rights. It is a practice that is completely abandoned in mental hospitals, such as the opposite therapy that forces patients to look directly at fear. The split personality patient is strapped into the mirror room and forced to look at himself in the mirror all the time.

Raffaele's eyes were dark, he walked up the steps, walked to the center of the mirror room, and then sat down slowly on the worn-out chair.

The mirrors in the entire Mayflower mall were shattered by the confrontation between Sabrina Brown and the unknown demon, but in the isolated mirror room on the basement floor, the mirrors in all directions were intact.

Apparently, these mirrors are why the building holds ghosts.

Raffaele sat relaxed on the chair, with his hands resting on the armrests, his fingers slowly tapping on the wooden armrests, and the crisp sound echoed in the small mirror room.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

"boom!"

In the mirror directly opposite to Raphael, there was a muffled sound from the spotlessly clean mirror, and a handprint appeared on the mirror.

Or rather, the back of the mirror.

Raffaele stopped and looked at the mirrors around him indifferently.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of slapping the mirror became louder and louder. As far as the eye could see, handprints appeared on the mirrors in all directions, and they were printed on the mirrors staggeredly.It was as if something was slapping the mirror vigorously, struggling to get out.

Amidst the louder and louder slaps, Raffaele's eyes were slightly closed.

The light and shadow flickered in front of his eyes, and the past memories of this mirror room appeared before his eyes one by one.

The girl who was shoved and shoved forcibly bound to this chair, her eyes were terrified and helpless but forced to open by the equipment, no matter where she looked, it was her figure, no matter how hard she struggled, she had to face it.

Finally, one day, something jumped out of her body and got into these mirrors.

They've been everywhere ever since.

Everyone here, whether doctors or patients, is their prey.

A riot broke out in the original St. Matthew's Hospital, and the doctors and patients were almost killed and injured.It was precisely because of that vicious incident that the closure of St. Matthew's Hospital allowed the Meridy family to acquire the building and transform it into a shopping mall.

"I see."

Raffaele slowly opened his eyes, and whispered to himself: "It's not schizophrenia at all, but... a demon possessed."

"boom--!!!"

Following Raffaele's whisper, the mirror in the mirror room was slammed again.The reflection of Raffaele in the mirror became ghosts with nowhere to escape, either full of hatred or incomprehensible pain.And when a scruffy girl with the same appearance as in memory appeared, those ghosts fled in all directions, hiding away in fear.

Raffaele's sky blue eyes suddenly became sharp.

The dazzling white light filled the entire mirror room in an instant, and spread to the surroundings without hesitation.

There was a faint scream in the light.

People passing by the Mayflower Mall all looked at the mall where the accident happened just this morning.

Is it an illusion?

Why did they seem to see this dark building suddenly bursting with white light?Although it was only for a moment, it was impossible to ignore?

After all, it was in the middle of the night. Compared with the time when the sun was the most dazzling at noon when attacking the Cortez Hotel, the white light was not so conspicuous no matter how bright it was.On the contrary, in the deep night, a little light is enough to attract the attention of people nearby.

Raffaele stood up slowly.

As he stood up, the mirrors around him turned into dust and fell to the ground.

The surroundings finally quieted down.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Raffaele lifted his foot, and the next moment, he had already appeared in his courtyard.

Stretched branches with green needle-shaped leaves, cup-shaped purple flowers, when the night wind blows, the buds tremble, just like a sea of ​​purple flowers.

Next to the sea of ​​flowers is a small sapling that is thriving.The branches are beautiful and the tree is tall and straight.

Raffaele touched the branches and leaves of the sapling, then leaned over, and gently chopped off a purple tulip.

Raffaele's lips slowly pressed against the tender tulip petals.

After all, the human world is not a place where ghosts can stay, but he has selfish motives.

This is his flower.

***

Early the next morning, when Tate woke up in a daze, Raffaele had already gotten up and was changing clothes in front of the pier mirror.

Hearing the rustling on the bed, Raffaele turned his head, looked at Tate with smiling eyes, and said, "Good morning, dear."

Tate froze.He slowly opened his mouth wide, staring intently at Raffaele who was a few steps away.

Raffaele crossed his arms, tilted his head, and let Tate stare at him endlessly with a smile.And when he saw that Tate's earlobe seemed to be scorched, it was almost transparent red, and the redness spread rapidly, making his Tate's white and tender face completely flushed, pulled Faele couldn't help but "puchi" and laughed.

"Lafite!" Tate yelled at a loss, then felt a little embarrassed, then threw off the quilt, and rushed to the bathroom barefoot... Well, after running two steps, Tate bit the bullet and Raffaele finished putting on the slippers with a particularly meaningful gaze, and then he sneaked into the bathroom and closed the door with a "bang".

Raffaele bent his eyes, stretched out his index finger and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses stuck on the bridge of his nose, then turned to the full-length mirror, and carefully looked at himself in the mirror.

Yes, in order to make himself look more mature, in addition to putting on such a three-piece suit, Raffaele also added a pair of flat gold-rimmed glasses to himself.

As soon as the gold-rimmed glasses were put on his face, Raffaele immediately felt that he was five years older, and there was still a little... feeling of a gentle scum.

Uh... an illusion, an illusion, how could he feel that he was a gentle scum.Look how his little Tate blushed like that, how could he not look good.

The author has something to say:

#818Spicy one with the main character of 'gentle scum' debuff#

Raffaele: Illusion, I am so good-looking, how can I be a gentle scum.

Tate: blush red.jpg

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