Chapter 110

Completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

The TV reporter smiled, "isn't that your name?"

Janet lowered her head and said with a hoarse animal noise in her throat, "Janet is asleep... Now I'm talking."

Like an old man with lung disease.

The little girl's every breath was heavy.

"What shall we call you?"

Suddenly.

Janet gave out a vague growl and roar, and then the laughter became more and more frightening.

The investigation team looked at each other.

Maurice gross, an engineering consultant and the only person on site with experience in dealing with supernatural phenomena, is a middle-aged man with glasses, bald head and curly hair.

Frowning slightly, he asked, "what's your name?"

Janet's eyes looked at the front, her enlarged pupils had no focus, and said in a decadent voice, "you shouldn't be here..."

"I'm Maurice gross. Who are you?"

"This is my house, get out!"

"No, this is not your house. Tell me your name."

After a brief silence.

Janet growled, "someone knocked at the door..."

‘knockknockjoke’

A joke game that children like.

-Dangdang.

-Who's there?

At the recording site of a relatively serious and silent supernatural TV program, he suddenly played this kind of children's game.

They inhaled and looked at each other.

Maurice held his temper and said, "well, who's there?"

"Bill... Bill... Bill..."

"Bill what?"

"Bill Wilkins, I'm seventy-two years old..."

When the engineering consultant began to take notes, Cole held the camera and frowned slightly.

According to the movie plot.

The soul of Bill Wilkins wandering in this house is not evil in essence, but a lonely old man who misses his family.

In a sense, I want to protect them by getting the people of the TV photography team out of the house.

If he guessed right.

Janet's vague roar was supposed to tell everyone the truth, but it was disturbed by the devil nun varac who manipulated everything behind her back.

Coerced him to torture Janet's soul and spirit.

And.

With Wilkins' soul strength, even if you leave the spiritual world, you can only move things such as chairs to the greatest extent, and it is completely impossible to forcibly break into the soul room of living people.

Especially just let the house shake violently, let the lights short circuit, flicker.

Even the killing evil spirit bath Sheba in the soul summoning I world can't do it.

Analyze the description of the main task in the first stage: Contact evil forces.

In other words.

Bill Wilkins is not evil in himself, so the real purpose of the first phase of the mission should be to focus on what happened after the mission left.

At night, distorted people appear, the nursery rhyme from the novel deformed house.

As Cole expected.

Wilkins left Janet's body with the last roar.

The little girl gasped and recovered. She looked frightened and uneasy. She bowed her head and left an apology. She turned and ran to the second floor.

Although the interview was interrupted, the TV station has got what they want.

They are more concerned about the economic benefits of this interview than sympathy.

The host got up and directed the staff to move out the props, talked with Maurice outside the door, and left by car.

Vic Nottingham.

The neighbor opposite Mrs. Hudson, a strong man with a fat body, and his wife hurried to comfort her.

Discuss whether to move to him at night.

Send off the TV station.

Maurice walked up to Cole, smiled and said, "so, did you record the scene just now, Mr. Cole walker."

At this time, Cole was different from the past, wearing the coat with the same style of the Mafia.

A gray stand collar woolen windbreaker, a black knitted scarf, casual pants and brown leather shoes.

Handed him the association's camera and said, "what are you going to do?"

"Go to the church and try your luck first. There is Armitage Ville's famous farce for Bo. I'm not sure whether they are willing to solve it."

Putting the camera in his handbag, Maurice frowned and said, "what about you? Do you want to go with me?"

Cole took out the unopened cigarette box in his pocket, hesitated, stuffed it back and said, "I'm going to stay here at night. Maybe I'll get something useful."

"Well, be safe."

Watch him leave.

Go to the 1969 classic Volkswagen Beetle parked at Hudson's door, open the door, sit in, open the cigarette box and wait for the night.

Now he is a member of a well-off young spiritual Association who has not worked and has not graduated from college.

And the Hudson family attracted a lot of attention.

In order not to let the frail Hudson family treat him as a suspicious dangerous person, and then call the police.

Cole is going to minimize smoking.

Although he hates it.

In the evening.

The daily mirror has published news about the existence of dangerous houses in Enfield town.

It was getting dark. Cole smoked his fifth cigarette and threw away his butt.

Across the street.

Vic Nottingham came up with a glass of hot water and knocked on the window.

The warm-hearted neighbor put one hand on the roof, handed the cup to Cole with the other hand, and smiled, "Peggy has prepared apple pie and stewed lamb chops for dinner. Do you want to join us?"

Cole waved the smoke out of the car, took the cup and said, "really?"

Vic waved his hand and said, "of course! Let's go, man. It's not a good habit for women to wait at the table."

It's almost Christmas.

The weather in London is very cold.

In the cold wind, they went to the Nottingham family.

Mrs. Hudson smiled very reluctantly as a greeting.

The children of her family sat around the table. At an age that should have been lively and active, they were all preoccupied and depressed.

Margaret enchanted Janet's head and whispered comfortingly, "everything will be all right."

"Yes."

Arrange for him to sit down.

Before the prayer before dinner began, Mrs. Nottingham looked at Cole and wondered, "Mr. walker, aren't you going to pray?"

"I'm not religious."

The people at the table looked at each other, but they didn't say much.

Prayer is over.

During the meal, the Nottingham couple wanted to liven up the atmosphere on the table. Unfortunately, Peggy Hudson, surrounded by fatigue, evil spirits, poverty and malice, couldn't laugh.

I can only respond in an awkward way.

After dinner.

The children helped Mrs. Nottingham wash the dishes and clean the room.

Cole sat in his chair, his eyes fell on Peggy, who had covered her face and experienced the vicissitudes of life, and said, "can you talk alone, Mrs. Hudson."

"Cole, are you talking to me?"

Seems a little absent-minded.

She was stunned for a moment before she responded.

Cole nodded.