Chapter 122 Haunted House (Nine)
The person in charge of receiving Roger was a young woman in her 30s. She had chestnut hair and delicate light makeup on her face. The professional skirt she had on her body seemed to be unable to wrap her body.
After a simple greeting, Roger asked her to take her to visit the houses on site.
"Mr. Roger, did you choose the house so special... Do you want to use it to shoot a movie or run a residential experience with a special theme?"
Whitney has also worked in the real estate rental and trading industry for many years and has seen all kinds of customers. But like Roger, the first one is to buy a haunted house when he comes up.
At first, they thought Roger was doing a trick of retreating to advance, taking out special information, and then avoiding it during trading.
But it was not until Roger took out a considerable commission that they realized that this young customer did have special hobbies.
"Not counting, right? I should be a little curious."
Whitney was driving, and Roger looked through the information in his hand.
"The first place we went to was called the Murder House"
Whitney nodded, "Yes, this house is indeed a bit weird. It has been rebuilt three or four times, and it can be traced back to 60 years ago."
"But there was a horrific tragedy in the house at that time. A woman strangled her child to death and then hanged herself. When her husband came back, she saw such a tragic phenomenon."
"I can't stand the stimulation, her husband set fire to the house and died there with his wife and children."
"The house was burned into ruins. It took a long time to go, and the entire land was re-planned, and a new house was built on the original site."
Whitney didn't drive quickly, so he was distracted to explain to Roger that the information in Roger was only recorded in a rough way, and the detailed information was stored in the company's computer, so it could not be easily leaked.
"What happened later" Roger continued to ask.
"It was originally a coincidence, and no one took it seriously. After all, there were too many houses in Bordeaux that had died."
"The person who bought the house later was a banker, which was just one of his many properties. He raised a lover here, and would come here regularly to travel here every year and hang out with his lover."
"Their bodies were found in the bathtub. I don't know how long it has passed. The highly decayed corpses are mixed together, and I can only barely see two heads snuggling..."
"In the next 20 years, accidents occurred frequently in this house, and every homeowner would die for various reasons."
"The news spread over time, and until now, the house has been vacant for 0 years."
The car was slowing down and the woman parked the car on the side of the road.
"We're here, that's it."
Roger opened the car door and an ordinary American house appeared in front of him. The house should have two floors, and there was an additional loft on the second floor.
There is a small garden in front of the building, and the area behind seems to be very open. Not only is this house unattended, but the two houses next to it are vacant.
"Let's go and have a look."
Roger took a few steps, looked back and found that Whitney was still stopping.
"Mr. Roger...there are so many rumors about this house, I..."
She looked hesitant.
"Okay." Roger soon understood the reason.
"Give me the key, wait."
Roger opened the door and walked into the legendary house.
The temperature in the room is much lower than outside, and there is a moldy smell in the air. The place at the door is an upward staircase, through which you can reach the second floor.
Walking forward and passing through the corridor is the living room on the first floor. The layout of the room is very traditional. After walking around, Roger did find some strange places.
There are too many people who die here. Even a little remains of residual souls can accumulate into more, but it is enough to make ordinary people who have lived here for a long time have some hallucinations.
But unfortunately, Hunter's Lodge did not react at all.
"Let's go to the next place."
Roger said with some disappointment when he threw the key to the house to Whitney.
The female salesman looked surprised, "Mr. Roger, nothing happened, right?"
This house is a famous one. Everyone in the company knows that there are definitely problems in the house.
"I didn't encounter anything, but it's not very suitable for people to live in."
Seeing the calmness on the face of the young man in front of her, Whitney's heart was beating violently. When she thought of the various perverted murders reported in the newspaper, she suddenly felt her calf was a little weak.
"Yes, who would find such a house for ordinary people?"
"Is this guy crazy?"
She looked at Roger carefully, as if she wanted to confirm her thoughts.
"What are you doing while standing there? Go to the next place?"
Roger urged.
Whitney hurriedly drove the car, holding her hands on the steering wheel, and drove to the next place tremblingly.
Apartment No. 404.
As soon as he approached the apartment building, Roger noticed a strange thing, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
But what Roger didn't know was that his expression fell into the eyes of the female salesman next to him, but it became the last straw that crushed her.
"This guy really has a problem. Does he want to trick me into the room..."
"Let me think about the next few places, one, two, three!"
By the way, the last place is a farm on the edge of Bordeaux. Who would go to a wilderness to buy a house alone
This man would definitely make excuses to say that all the houses were not suitable, and then ended up cheating me there!
Oh my God, what should I do?
Whitney was so scared that she heard a calm voice coming from beside her, "You don't have to go up, I'll go around alone."
"well!"
Whitney flew out the key in panic. When she saw the figure disappearing at the end of the stairs, she started the car without hesitation and left!
Roger, who didn't know that he was dumped, came to the door of Room 404. Before he could enter the room, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he vaguely felt that he seemed to smell a stench of corpse.
This smell is not transmitted through smell, but the spiritual abnormality that his spirit has been noticed after many improvements.
Unlike the place just now, there is really a ghost lingering in this room.
Although it is just the most ordinary ghost, if an ordinary person lives here for a long time, he will definitely be tortured and even leave permanent mental trauma.
Roger made some preparations and opened the door with the key. It was clearly during the day, but the room was dim.
He closed the door and walked into the room.
Chapter completed!