[Comprehensive fear] This perverted world

My adoptive father was a martial arts instructor, so all the fighting styles I learned before came from him.

He's not married, but I'm sure he had a lover once.

Because there is always a photo in the most conspicuous position on his desk.I've never met that woman but I think she's the reason he's single until now.

He was very kind to me, of course, otherwise I wouldn't have missed him for so many years.

Oh you want to hear about that fateful night, don't you, ok, I'll tell you all about it.

Although it will be a stormy night in many stories, in fact, the weather on this day is very good, with a clear moon and few stars.

I was stacking blocks on the second floor, and Lao Chen was downstairs watching TV.

I vaguely remember the day I finally finished the bridge I had been building for a month, because I was about to run downstairs when I saw him.

I don't know how he sneaked past all the security guards and appeared on my balcony.But even though he didn't show his face, I felt like I knew him.

I immediately screamed.

Old Chen ran up from downstairs.

The three of us just looked at each other.

I don't know how much time passed, but the man in black suddenly took a step forward.I suddenly had a strange premonition, I knew he would shoot, I could even predict where he would shoot.

But I'm too scared, I'm afraid that if I move his target, it will be me instead.

So I just watched the killer shoot.

He played exactly as I expected, without any deviation.

Lao Chen walked almost painlessly.The murderer shot to the head with one shot, neatly.

Even so, I still can't forgive myself.I couldn't help but wondered, if I could push him away at that time, would the ending be different?If it was me who died instead of him, would I not be in such pain?

You say I don't look like someone who has had such a painful life?

That's because not everyone wants to show their bloody wounds to others.And I've been trying to forget about it, if you didn't mention it I'd even think I'd succeeded.

but…

Thank you so much for reminding me...

Professor Hannibal, I have only told you these stories to one person.But don't try to psychoanalyze me anymore, I told Detective Crawford that I can no longer participate in this case, and I will not come again in the future.

I inadvertently got you arrested, but you also reminded me of some not-so-good things.So in this way we are cleared.

Of course this counts as an official goodbye, no, goodbye forever.

Hope you are enjoying your new prison life.

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After making this statement to Hannibal, she couldn't care less about his astonished expression, and she escaped from the prison as quickly as possible.

There are some things that I really don't want to remember in my life...

For the next whole week, Tang Youming locked himself in the dormitory, unwilling to go out for activities.

Jacob ordered takeaway for her every day, and Tang Youming's emotions were very complicated after receiving it.

This child is so caring, knowing that her cooking is not good, she ordered takeaway to comfort her...

What broke Tang Youming's dead body was an inexplicable phone call.

"What? How do I remember that I don't have any so-called relatives?"

"That's right, Ms. Tang, we have checked your identity. Mr. Billy is the son of your mother's uncle. He won the house by gambling with others. But because he had an asthma attack and died in the middle of the night last week, So his real estate is naturally assigned to your name."

"Wait, you know that our kinship is not that close. Does this Mr. Billy have any other immediate family members who would like to inherit this house?" Tang Youming never believed that there was such a good thing in the world that a pie fell from the sky. .

"Yes, but they..."

The realtor's hesitation suggests something must be wrong.

"How much does it cost to repair this house?"

Tang Youming had heard of a case where the maintenance fee was more expensive than the inherited house price, so she immediately thought of it here.

“It’s not expensive, it’s about $2”

"Then what is its market price?"

"If it can be successfully sold to... er, it can be worth 20 if it is sold well"

This is not right, no matter how you look at it, this business is very profitable, why is there no one to inherit it?

"Are there any other problems with this house? Like the location and environment?"

"It's all good, I can assure you, it's just..."

"Just what?" Tang Youming knew that the real estate agent's faltering must be the key point.

“This house has a bit of a bad rumour”

Aha, she knew it!

"tell me the story"

“The house is said to be haunted”

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Half an hour later, Tang Youming met the real estate agent at a cafe outside the city.

The long time of retreat made her feel unsuitable to the sun.The light that wasn't too strong made her a little bit blind.

Sure enough, people still have to go out frequently. Depression is not good for physical and mental health.

The manager was not tall, but judging from his neatly cut hair and buttoned shirt, he should be a very serious person.

"Is that Miss Tang Youming? This is the information about this house, you can take a closer look."

Tang Youming took the folder from the agent and read it carefully.

In fact, this house is said to be haunted, but no one has any definite evidence. It's just that the previous owner rented it out for a period of time, and the tenant died strangely and tragically, and then no one dared to live there anymore.

"I want to know how bizarre the death of that tenant is." Tang Youming clasped his hands together and propped up his chin.

"Here, Ms. Tang, wait a minute." The manager rummaged in the bag for a long time, and finally found a yellowed newspaper. "At that time, the newspaper reported on this matter."

Tang Youming unfolded the newspaper.

"Is it the mysterious killer or Freddie's revenge? The renting man's family was brutally dismembered"

She was confused just by the title.

"Who's Freddy?" she asked the agent, pointing to the name.

"He was a notorious killer in this town, but he's dead now"

"Oh" so that's where the term haunted comes from.

"Then what do you think, Ms. Tang? Of course, my opinion is that you can ignore the haunted rumors. Even if you sell this house at a lower price, you can net tens of thousands of dollars."

It seemed that the agent couldn't wait to get his commission, and he even took out the contract and pen.

"As long as you sign this, I will be solely responsible for the rest of the sale, and within a few days you will find that you have added a considerable amount to your account."

"Wait." Tang Youming pushed away the contract handed over by the agent, "If I can prove that this house is not haunted, can it be sold at a high price?"

"I'm afraid not, the history of this house is almost unknown on Elm Street"

"Then what if I make it a memorial haunted house?"

"This..." the manager touched his chin, "This will undoubtedly attract many adventure lovers and thrill seekers, but the personal safety of customers..."

"Have you forgotten that I have successfully performed an exorcism?"

Tang Youming smiled for the first time in a long time, and she felt that her life finally had meaning again.

Whether it's an evil spirit or a murderer, if he hits the muzzle of her bad mood, he will die!

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In fact, this house is said to be haunted, but apart from the creaking of the floor, the broken windows, and the door not closing well...

It still looks normal.

Oh, and that weird collection in the basement.

Among them is a knife glove that although the design is relatively rough, it is very carefully made.

"Could this be Edward Scissorhands' merchandise?" Tang Youming asked his agent.

"This is Freddie's glove"

"Freddie is the killer?"

"Yes"

"Then put this away, it can be used as a prop for a haunted house." Tang Youming handed the glove to Jacob, "Be careful"

Then she walked around the room twice in satisfaction, and turned to look at the agent: "Very well, I will live here for a week first, and if there are no supernatural events, this house can be turned into a haunted house."

"But Miss Tang, how do you ensure the personal safety of the tourists?" The manager was still a little worried.

Tang Youming patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm a little humanoid supernatural magnet"

After waiting for the manager to leave, Tang Youming simply tidied up the room, but unexpectedly, it was already night after she tidied up for a while.

"Jacob, you will live next door to me tonight. If someone or a ghost comes to kill me in the middle of the night, you must come to rescue me in time." Tang Youming held Jacob's hand tightly, "If I accidentally die, I can't stop." It's all up to you to come down!"

Jacob was suddenly entrusted by Tang Youming as an important post, and he couldn't react for a while, but Tang Youming read the message "please don't worry about the organization" from his sincere eyes.

"Well, Comrade Jacob, you should go to bed earlier."

Tang Youming closed the door, well, it's getting late, she also decided to rest.

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1,2, Freddy'scomin'foryou (Freddy will come to you)

3,4, betterlockyourdoor (better lock your door)

5,6, grab your crucifix (grab your crucifix)

7,8,gonnastayuplate (you will stay up all night)

9,10, never sleep again! (you will never sleep again)

Tang Youming was in a drowsy sleep and suddenly heard a nursery rhyme from afar. This tune attracted her inexplicably.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying face down on the wet and cold ground.

She was kidnapped again?

The author has something to say:

The reason this nursery rhyme is put up in English is because it somehow rhymes...

Of course, English is relatively poor, so please forgive me for the bad translation...

Forget it, the end time of this article happens to be my birthday~