Chapter 75 The rich woman is fake!
Wan Yi arrived at the predetermined location, which was the employer's home.
but……
Wan Yi took a look at this house and found that it was quite close to the apartment building that the exploration team was interested in. There were only two houses in between. However, the house in front of him was still very grand. At first glance, he felt that it was not that good. Those who own the assets cannot take them.
He picked up his camera and took a photo.
After taking a look, there was no surprise. It was a haunted house, and there was a curse hidden inside.
The reason why it is not surprising is that on the one hand, in this world where curses are everywhere, it is not surprising that there is one hidden anywhere. On the other hand, of course, Wan Yi used Jennifer to investigate the several caregivers who had been rejected before.
Several of them disappeared, and a few died in accidents. Do we still need to think about this outcome?
Wan Yi rang the doorbell.
Some distorted ringtones created a weird atmosphere, and then were connected.
Although it was connected, there was still silence on the other end of the call. If it weren't for the flashing light on the doorbell, Wan Yi wouldn't have been able to tell that it was connected.
"Hello, I'm a nurse here for an interview, Wan Yi. The company should have contacted me," Wan Yi said.
There were some noises over there, and then a deep voice said: "Do the caregivers need to bring a camera?"
"This is my hobby. If you don't allow it, I won't use it without permission." Wan Yi said softly, with a gentle smile on his face, and started the business mode that none of the clones watched.
There was no response from inside, but the door to the courtyard opened.
Wan Yi took a look and stepped in without hesitation.
Whizzing--
A strong gaze was directed at Wan Yi from nowhere, but the feeling was vague and fleeting.
This curse is much stronger than the young lady at the crossroads in terms of senses alone.
Wan Yi thought in his mind and came to the door. At some point, the door of the house opened with a gap, so he opened the door directly.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard a "crunching" sound, and I slowly approached the door from far away.
Wan Yi looked at the source of the sound, a room very close to the door. In that darkness, gradually...
A wheelchair came out, and there was a middle-aged woman sitting in the wheelchair. Her complexion was not very good, with thick dark circles under her eyes and bags under her eyes. In the ID photo given in the previous company information, this person used to be charming, but now he no longer has that feeling.
He looks very bad, but at least he still looks like a living person.
Wan Yi thought that the real head of the family here wanted to play with Bo Da.
"Ms. Kara, how long has it been since your wheelchair was inspected?" she asked politely, with a little bit of unique humor.
"It's been about a few months, I can't remember clearly. Being bored in the house all the time made me gradually lose the concept of time."
"That's really unfortunate. You may need someone to push you out for a walk." Wan Yi said.
"Do you want people to see me in this miserable state?" Ms. Kara said unhappily. In fact, her expression was not pretty from the beginning.
"Just walking around the yard."
"There are too many people around here. For disabled people, they are not even willing to laugh or pay attention to them, as if they want me to feel my own powerlessness. This is a different kind of sympathy, and I gradually accepted it, so I feel that I To live for such a long time." Ms. Kara said calmly.
Wan Yi walked into the room after receiving permission.
"So, has the interview begun now? What should I do?" Wan Yi said while maintaining a polite smile.
"It started when you rang the doorbell. You have passed and I can sign a contract with you." Unexpectedly, Ms. Kara said directly.
Wan Yi was immediately stunned.
"that's all?"
"Shouldn't you be happy? By the way, I plan to sign a life-long contract. You will take care of me until I die, and then all my inheritance will be given to you."
"Do you think I look stupid?"
"It looks a bit, but I'm not kidding you. Anyway, come with me to get the contract. This is the kitchen. Give me a cup of tea. You can choose the tea you are good at making. Of course, you can also have a cup for yourself. I I'll wait for you in the living room here." With that said, Kara turned the wheelchair and returned to the dark room with a creaking sound.
It turns out that's the living room.
Wan Yi went to the kitchen pointed to just now.
As for whether Wan Yi can make tea, of course he can. Both Liang Rendao and Ruide can make tea, taking into account both East and West.
Wan Yi doesn't know how to learn it himself, but there is always a clone who has nothing to do and learns to play after seeing it from his perspective.
This simple manual skill can be mastered by the clone after he learns it.
He got familiar with the layout of the large kitchen, and then found a place to put tea. There were indeed many types. Considering the time and space background, he chose the simple, common and noble black tea.
Just as he was humming a tune and making tea, a cupboard behind Wan Yi slowly opened without any warning.
"Close the cabinet. There are unused kitchen utensils in there. It will be dangerous if they fall." Wan Yi also spoke without warning while doing the things at hand, talking to himself.
The cupboard door that was half pushed open suddenly stopped moving.
Wan Yi made the tea, put it on the tray, picked it up, and closed the half-open cupboard as he passed by.
As for the bloodshot eyes that flashed through the darkness before the door was completely closed, Wan Yiquan ignored it as if he hadn't seen it.
He came to the living room with tea and saw Ms. Kara already at a table with a contract on the table.
Wan Yi stepped forward like a waiter in a high-end restaurant and set out the tea: "It's a pity that you don't have more ingredients here, otherwise I can prepare some refreshments."
Ms. Kara picked up the black tea and took a sip: "Not bad."
"Thank you for your compliment." Wan Yi said this sincerely.
After all, it is Red's craftsmanship, and everyone in the play is still very interesting. Although you can conceive what you want by concentrating on the theater, there are also times when you choose to get some raw materials and show your skills in front of others.
She stretched out her hand and handed the contract to Wan Yi: "Let's take a look."
Wan Yi picked it up and looked through it quickly, and found that Ms. Kara really didn't lie, and the conditions were exactly what she said before.
As long as Wan Yi signs, the contract will come into effect.
He still couldn't figure out what this middle-aged lady was doing. She was so nice to a nurse whom she met for the first time, so she probably couldn't be attracted to him.
"You still doubt this kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing. It seems that you are not an idiot." Ms. Kara snorted coldly when she saw his hesitation.
"Is there any secret behind this?"
"What did you see in the kitchen?" Ms. Kara asked instead of answering.
"Didn't see anything."
"You're lying, or you can't believe what you see." Kara showed a confident expression.
It's like the feeling of someone being scared while watching a horror movie, and then seeing another person watching it with a blank expression, firmly saying that you must have been scared too.
Don't get me wrong, he wasn't referring to Sang Huai, Wan Yi was talking about a college roommate of his who forgot his name.
That classmate left a deep enough memory in Wan Yi's confused mind in a novel way.
"You asked me to go to the kitchen alone as soon as I came up because you thought I would see something in the kitchen?" Wan Yi said, lowering his voice slightly.
"Yes, that is the legendary ghost, a supernatural force that has been wandering in this house. Do you know why I suddenly encountered such a change when my career was on the rise?"
Ms. Kara patted her unconscious thigh: "That's why."
"The thing hidden here took away your lower body, but it still kept you alive for so long?" Wan Yi narrowed his eyes.
"They are not simple ghosts. I have been collecting relevant rumors and cases since the accident. They are not ghosts that cause trouble in the traditional sense, nor are they killing machines that only take lives. Their actions are for satisfaction."
"Satisfied?" Wan Yi never expected that in this world, he could hear the interpretation of the curse from the indigenous people.
"To satisfy one's own resentment, to see the misery of others, and to bring misfortune to others with seemingly unprovoked disasters."
"You mean, they are a group of pleasure prisoners?"
"That's not true, they don't have that kind of emotion." Ms. Kara said in a deep voice, "Satisfying the conditions for resentment is the meaning of their existence. What they do is resentment for the sake of resentment."
"Innocent people driven by the curse of resentment, not for revenge, not for relief, just resentment, nothing more."
Wan Yi was silent for a moment and said, "What does this have to do with your contract?"
"The previous carers were frightened. The one before you ran away after being alone in the kitchen for a while without even seeing this dream contract," Ms. Kara said.
It turned out to be a wide net.
"I called the newspaper, and a newspaper sent a reporter. A few days after I returned, they died. I wanted to tell the police, but the police hesitated. The last police officer told me that if they couldn't handle it, they would hang up. The call was disconnected. I tried to find some capable people, but found nothing." Kara's hands tightened on the armrests of the wheelchair, and the leather on them made an abnormal sound.
But suddenly, she let go of her hands: "So I have figured it out now. I am hopeless. I can feel that it is becoming more and more irritable. It no longer wants to see my ugly appearance. I want to leave something behind. In this world, for example, I need someone to listen to what I have to say.”
Wan Yi leaned back slightly: "You know clearly that you will die if you bring people here, but you still keep looking for caregivers after you understand the reason."
Kara's gloomy face revealed a somewhat crazy smile: "So this contract is compensation."
Wan Yi was silent.
"So that's it, you've gone crazy."
"Well, I've been driven crazy."
"Having been tortured for so many years, I feel that if she hadn't been killed by the curse, she might have directly become the source of the curse."
"Pity."
"You tricked the migrant worker into killing her, right? The main body, kill her!"
Wan Yi said: "No need."
"Aren't you willing? It doesn't matter, you are already sitting here. If you don't accept, I can still call and find the next one." Kara shrugged nonchalantly.
"You don't need me to kill her." But Wan Yi actually ignored her and was talking to the clone.
Kara was stunned.
Behind his head, a pair of fingers twisted like dead branches, and a hand with pale skin and blood stained hands stretched out without warning and hugged Kara's head.
Click——