Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

"Becklund Housing Improvement Company", whose name may sound intimidating, is actually an alternative "intermediary company", whose main business is housing rental and resale.

Because of her young and beautiful appearance, Doris was assigned to do the reception work at the front desk. She was careful and noticed the two of Louise at a glance.

In her twenties, she wore a plain long dress that outlined her curves, with a flawless white neck, a radiant face, and an elegant gait. She was definitely a pampered noble lady.

The maid behind her was also very beautiful, but she looked a little unhappy, she kept her face stern and never smiled...

"My honorable lady, what do I call you? Is there anything I can do for you?" Doris hurriedly got up and asked.

After Louise briefly introduced herself, she continued to state her needs: "I want to rent a house, preferably in the west area of ​​Backlund."

The smile on Doris's face grew brighter. She led the "master and servant" towards the reception area, and asked softly at the same time:

"Miss Louise, what type of house do you need?"

In this regard, Louise had already prepared a draft, and with a gentle smile, she replied softly:

"It doesn't need to be too luxurious, but it can't be simple. In addition, I like a quiet environment, so the vicinity of the house can't be too noisy... The best lease time is about one year."

The "Great Smog of Backlund" will break out at the end of the year, and Louise, who has become a member of the "Witch Sect", will probably not get out of the incident, and she also needs to seek opportunities to play...

Doris wrote down one by one, and then said positively:

"I'll help you find the right information right away, please wait a moment, do you want coffee or black tea?"

"Black tea, thank you." Louise said, she didn't think the coffee here would meet her taste.

Doris habitually gave a compliment, then turned and left, and soon a young male waiter brought two cups of warm black tea.

Louise nodded and thanked her, looking at the surrounding environment boredly, but actually thinking in her heart, where will the "smoothness" that Will said be reflected?

As the "Snake of Destiny" of Sequence One, his divination results will definitely not be aimless, but if this "smoothness" only represents a thoughtful service attitude, it would be too out of place...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a man rushing in, about fifty years old, with pale hair, vicissitudes on his face, and a lot of wrinkles in his dress.

That's fine, but when the man came in suddenly, Louise seemed to smell a faint cold aura. She opened her Spirit Vision, and she saw a gray-black aura wrapped around the man's head.

This is not like a direct injury, but staying in a certain place for a long time, with a little negative impact, as long as you stay away from the source of infection and keep your emotions stable, you can gradually return to normal.

"Has my house been sold?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously.

"Not yet, Mr. Bartley, don't worry, let's go inside and talk."

A female receptionist immediately went up to meet him and led the man into the lounge. The movements were very skillful, and it shouldn't be the first time he had experienced such a thing.

"Who was that flustered gentleman just now?" Louise asked.

Doris, who came back with a stack of documents, was a little surprised to hear this question. She looked at the closed door in the lounge, and immediately reacted, briefly introducing:

"That is Mr. Bartley. He used to be a baron, but now he has been reduced to a baron. He has a house to sell, but he has never found a buyer."

Then, she skipped the topic, opened the information in her hand, and said enthusiastically:

"Miss Louise, please allow me to introduce you to No. 78 Egram Street. This is a three-story building with more than ten rooms, exquisite gardens and stables. It was once the ancestral property of a nobleman, because It is rented out for certain reasons, and the furniture, decorations, and many furnishings inside it are expensive and exquisite, enough to set off your noble status."

"The owners of the nearby houses are mostly nobles and members of parliament, and the environment is very suitable for your requirements... The annual rent is only 740 pounds."

"What do you think, Miss Louise?"

After Doris finished speaking, she waited for Louise's response, but found that the other party just smiled and seemed a little distracted, so she thought that she was not satisfied with this house, so she went on to introduce the next house with a lower price.

"If you don't like it, 26 Hoyland Street can also meet your needs. Its annual rent is only 280 pounds, but compared with 78 Egram Street, it is younger and does not have a long history and ..."

In fact, Louise was indeed distracted, and most of her mind was eavesdropping on the conversation in the lounge...it was the room that Mr. Baron Bartley, who was troubled just now, entered.

Although separated by a wooden door, Louise, who is a "witch", couldn't stop her, and she roughly understood the inside story.

Mr. Bartley wanted to sell a house at a low price, but the female receptionist just kept perfunctory, as if there was something hidden... Thinking of the abnormality of this Mr. Baron, could it be that the house is haunted?

Perhaps this is what Will meant by "smoothness"...

Louise interrupted Doris' introduction a little rudely, and asked aloud:

"Where is the house sold by the Baron, Mr. Bartley?"

Doris was taken aback when she heard the words, all the words I said about my feelings were in vain... But she couldn't refuse, she smiled helplessly, and said hesitantly:

"Mr. Bartley's house is also in the West End, but..."

"Just what?" Louise asked, thinking at the same time, it really is in the West End!

"It's just... that house is very troublesome." Doris approached slightly and said softly:

"The price proposed by Mr. Batley is very low. There were several buyers who were interested in buying it before, but they would suddenly regret it on the eve of reaching an agreement... After such things happened one after another, we stopped recommending that building to other customers. Houses, so that they haven’t been sold yet.”

Could it be that there is a ghost... Louise thought for a while, then quickly got up and said, "Come on, let's go see this Mr. Baron."

Two seconds later, Doris, who had just woken up from a dream, stood up and hurriedly persuaded: "Miss Louise, let's take a look at other houses..."

Three steps in parallel, walked outside the door of the lounge, Doris saw that she couldn't stop the other party, so she had to stand behind, lowering her head in frustration.

The voice in the lounge suddenly increased: "If I can't sell it, my daughter will die!"

Louise glanced at Katrin out of the corner of her eye. The latter hesitated for a moment, then realized that she was asking herself to knock on the door.

I'm not your servant... Katrin thought sadly, but she walked up to the door honestly and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The female receptionist's voice sounded, with a little doubt.

Louise stepped into the lounge, saluted lightly and said:

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I heard that Mr. Bartley is planning to sell a house. I'm very interested in it. Could you talk about it in detail?"

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The female receptionist who has been perfunctory Bartley and Doris made eye contact. The content of the exchange is basically as follows:

"Didn't you say it's time to sell this house? Why did you bring someone here again?"

"She insisted on coming, it has nothing to do with me!"

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Baron Bartley showed an excited look: "Really? Are you really willing to buy my house?"

Louise smiled: "You can only make a decision after looking at the house."

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see it now." Mr. Bartley said excitedly.

"Thank you for your reception, it seems that my luck is not bad."

Louise turned her head and said to Doris, who could only forcefully smile in response.

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The carriage galloped all the way, as if sensing the urgency of the owner, it saved nearly a third of the time and arrived at the destination, No. 59 Egram Street.

Under the personal guidance and introduction of Mr. Baron Bartley, Louise had a preliminary understanding of the house in front of her.

This is a building with a long history. It is said to have been inherited from Bartley's ancestors. It obviously has some architectural styles of the last century. It is ancient, atmospheric, simple, and has no dazzling decorations...well, it was actually sold by Bartley. Lost.

In addition, as a nobleman, there are only a few servants in the family, which is quite deserted.

"I'm very satisfied, but in terms of price..." Louise deliberately showed hesitation.

Bartley hurriedly explained: "Miss, the price of 1,900 pounds is already very low, otherwise I might as well sell it to the damn bank!"

When he said this, he showed a look of hatred.

"You misunderstood, Mr. Batley." Louise smiled and said, "Although I am not a professional, a house like this would cost at least 2,500 pounds to buy... The price you proposed is really It's too cheap, and people have to think about whether there is something wrong with this house..."

As soon as she came in, Louise felt a clear cold aura, disturbing, which was exactly the same as the abnormality on Bartley... To be precise, this aura came from the third floor, but Bartley didn't seem to take the initiative to introduce it. The meaning of the third floor, so Louise had this question.

Bartley sighed and said, "Because I need money to save my daughter."

"Is your daughter sick?" Louise asked, feeling she was getting closer to the truth.

Before Bartley could answer, there was a whimper from the bedroom on the third floor.

"Woo, go away, go away..."

Then, there was the sound of "da da da" going downstairs, and a maid who was not too young ran down and said, "Master, miss is making trouble again."

"Sorry." Batley apologized, and immediately ran up to the third floor.

Louise and Katrin exchanged glances and followed.

A ten-year-old girl was tied up on the bed, but she was still struggling crazily, her eyes wide open, as if she was avoiding something terrible.

Bartley knelt in front of the bed, hugged the girl, suppressed her madness, and at the same time comforted him uninterruptedly:

"Dalia, it's okay...it's okay, Dad is here..."

Louise opened her spirit vision and found that the girl's actions were not unintentional, but she was really avoiding the attack, and the creature attacking her was an illusory bat.

Soon, the bat seemed to be tired and stopped attacking, and the girl gradually calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

Based on Louise's knowledge of mysticism, it is easy to conclude that this is a curse, a very common and weak curse, otherwise it would not be impossible to kill a little girl.

"She has been like this for a while. I spent all my family's savings and found countless doctors and wizards, but I couldn't cure her..."

Batley cried, his words were full of self-blame: "I used to be a waste, and I did ridiculous things, but as long as I can cure my daughter, I am willing to exchange my life..."

"I may not have mentioned it, but in fact, I am a doctor."

Louise introduced that the doctor who was personally certified by the "Snake of Destiny"... Well, he is also a "witch".

Bartley turned his head abruptly, as if he didn't believe it, but he still looked forward to asking:

"You are a doctor? Then can you save my daughter? As long as you can cure her, I can give you this house for nothing!"

Louise said lightly: "I can try, but success is not guaranteed, and I need a separate space for treatment."

Turning around, he glanced at his sleeping daughter, with a peaceful expression, pale and bloodless face, Batley stood up reluctantly, and said:

"Okay, I promise you."

The door was gently closed, and Louise walked to the bed and looked at the bat that landed on the girl's shoulder. It was combing its feathers, and it seemed to be full of spirituality.

Stretching out her right hand, she grabbed the bat, but passed through it soundlessly, as if she was holding a handful of air... Louise smiled slightly, a black flame suddenly ignited in her hand, ignited it, and it burned out in the blink of an eye There is no room for resistance.

The illusory dust fell on Louise's tender palm, forming a regular seven-pointed star pattern.

The devil's method... Louise guessed, but this method is a bit too weak, it seems that it is just to torture the little girl.

The next second, the little girl Dalia opened her eyes, with obvious doubts in her eyes, and found that she was tightly tied up, and she didn't cry or shout, but asked timidly:

"who are you?"

Louise showed a gentle smile and said, "I am the doctor invited by Mr. Bartley. Have you forgotten that you are sick?"

The little girl's exquisite facial features were a little distorted, showing fear, and recalled:

"I had a dream, I dreamed of an altar, and then there were bats chasing me..."

In fact, that bat can't kill you directly, it just keeps you living in fear, unable to recognize reality... Louise added in her heart.

"Before you dreamed, did you meet any strange people?" She then asked.

The girl thought about it, shook her head and said, "No."

Louise said no more, turned her head and said, "Come on, untie the rope."

Katrin had already recognized her position, stepped forward obediently, and untied the rope that bound the little girl.

Louise smiled softly and said, "Go, Mr. Bartley is waiting for you outside the door!"

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