Chapter 590 Are you dead? (Seventh update, please vote for me)
"You mean this key?" Pamela pulled the key from her neck: "My teacher left it to me. Why do you suddenly ask this question?"
"My wife seems to have the same one, but hers is made of gold and she gave it to that bastard."
Pamela shook the key in her hand: "What a pity, why isn't mine made of gold?"
"It's so weird that you have a key around your neck."
"If your wife was cheating, you would definitely not say that." Pamela rolled her eyes at Laurent.
Not long after, the takeout was delivered to the door of the community, and Pamela went out to get it.
Laurent waited leisurely, but after waiting for a while, Pamela did not come back.
Laurent was bored and took down the books from the shelf.
This is a very old book. The cardboard on the surface is cracked and the title cannot be clearly read.
He opened it casually and saw a painting on it.
On this painting is a pattern of thirteen keys of different colors.
But I can't understand the text below. It's more like a pattern than a text.
Laurent had never seen such a strange font.
It's just two steps, why doesn't Pamela come back?
Laurent looked up out the window.
It was getting late by this time and the sun had already set.
Laurent picked up the phone and wanted to call Pamela.
But what came from inside was that the number you dialed was an empty number.
What are you doing? I could obviously get through before.
Why is it now empty again?
Laurent planned to get up and go out to find Pamela.
When I walked to the corridor, my feet sank, and the wooden floor actually sank in.
Laurent took out his foot and noticed something inside.
"what?"
Laurent took it out and saw that it was a dusty box.
Opening the box, I found many old photos inside.
All of them were actually photos of him, Assander, and Pamela when they were young.
Ding Ling——
A key fell to the ground.
Laurent picked it up and took a look. Isn't this the key that was hung around Pamela's neck just now?
Why are you here?
Are they the same style?
Laurent noticed that the door to the bedroom next to him was ajar.
Laurent opened the door directly.
There was just a sour smell.
The beds, tables, chairs, and cabinets in the bedroom were all covered in years of dust.
Giggle——
The cabinet was also half-closed, making a harsh sound.
Opening the cabinet door, it was full of familiar clothes that Pamela had worn in the past.
It's just that it's all covered in dust, and I don't know how long it's been hanging there.
Laurent suddenly shuddered.
No, it looks like no one has lived here for more than ten years.
Laurent was about to rush out of the house when he suddenly heard a voice outside the door.
Pamela came back, but Laurent's panic did not stop, but became more and more frightened.
"Laurent, what's wrong? You look very panicked? What happened?"
"No, it's nothing." Laurent's face looked a little unnatural.
"Come and eat." Pamela said.
"Pamela...you..." Laurent swallowed: "Are you dead?"
Laurent thought about what Pamela had said earlier.
Twelve years ago, there was a plague here.
More than a hundred people died.
Among these more than a hundred people, is there Pamela?
"Fake Squid, you are dead." Pamela suddenly cursed: "What are you talking about?"
"But it looks like...it looks like..."
"It doesn't look like someone lives in it, does it?"
Laurent wondered if he had encountered a ghost today.
He didn't know if he was scaring himself.
But since Pamela went out just now, he felt something was wrong.
"Of course it's to make people think I'm mysterious. You don't know how troublesome our business is. If you need people to believe it, you need to put in some effort."
"Are you sure? You're still alive, right?"
Pamela lifted her old sore leg and kicked Laurent's leg.
"Stop talking nonsense. Do you want to eat or not? I'll finish it myself."
Seeing Pamela's familiar movements, Laurent suddenly laughed.
Still that familiar feeling, still familiar temper.
After eating and drinking, Laurent and Pamela began to reminisce about their past.
And their shared past.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
The neighborhood outside was pitch dark, with no light visible.
Pamela lit the candle.
"I remember when we were in that abandoned warehouse. You, me, and Assander were like this, lighting fires and talking loudly there for how many years."
"Who the hell knows, that scoundrel back then would turn into politics one day?" Pamela said with a smile.
"The last time the three of us met was probably twenty years ago."
"yes."
"You and Assand are both in Los Angeles, haven't you met?"
"That old bastard is still like that. He rides his motorcycle around all day long. We only talk on the phone occasionally, and I also want to make money, so we never see each other again."
Laurent looked at the time and before he knew it, they had been chatting for more than four hours.
"Assander was in a car accident recently, did you know?"
"I don't know. He didn't tell me. How is his injury?"
"He can't stand up now. After a while, when he can stand up, the three of us will get together."
"It's almost time," Pamela said.
"What time?"
"Nonsense, aren't you going to punish your daughter's boyfriend? Of course you have to call him over."
"now?"
"nonsense."
"Are you sure this trick will work? Are you sure there are evil spirits in this community?"
"I'm a psychic, don't you believe me?"
"You have always said that you are a psychic, but I have never seen you have any special abilities."
"What do you think a psychic is? Is he performing magic tricks on you?"
"Alright alright."
Laurent picked up the phone and dialed Chen Zhao's phone number.
"Laurent, are you coming back tonight?" Chen Zhao's attitude was aggressive as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Chen, I'm at a friend's place now. I drank too much. Come pick me up."
"Do you think I will care about you? Call a car and come back by yourself."
"My place is a bit remote and I can't get a car."
"Then just walk back by yourself." Chen Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to Laurent.
"Don't be like this, Chen, I am Fali's father."
Chen Zhao was upset for a while. This old bastard would only use this trick to threaten him.
"Did you prepare another trap waiting for me?"
"No, no, absolutely not. I swear to you, there is absolutely no such thing. Besides, do you think the trap will be useful to you?"
"Okay, where's the address?"
Chen Zhao didn't believe what Laurent said. This old bastard must have arranged some kind of trap for him to jump into.
But Chen Zhao wanted to see what tricks he had prepared.
