Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 201

"Go on! Go on!" The tall woman found a new psychic summoning ritual and waved her hand as if she would not give up until she achieved her goal.

As the only DPS output in the whole scene, Sarah patted her face and continued to play with her companions without disappointment.

When she lowered her head, she did not notice that the "her" in the mirror did not follow her and lowered her head, but instead flashed mysterious symbols in her eyes.

After just a blink of an eye, Robb, who was transformed into "Sarah" in the mirror, flashed a hint of understanding on his face.

No wonder the spirituality is so dazzling.

Another undiscovered descendant of a witch.

Cordelia should pay her salary.

Robb remembered Sarah in his heart.

Then he looked at the tall woman with expectation.

The other party was explaining: "This time we are going to summon the witch in the mirror. It is said that she can bring good luck to people, but also bad luck. So don't make any mistakes in the spiritual ceremony later, otherwise we will be plagued by bad luck. Remember! The spiritual ceremony is like this..."

The lights in the bathroom dimmed again.

The curious girls started their journey to death again.

Five minutes later.

"Why is it still not there!" The tall girl's crazy voice echoed in the bathroom.

Rob said that he would never intervene this time.

There is only one reason for this, that is, the witch in the mirror is fake.

Fortunately, the tall girl is more and more courageous, and the other girls are also sisters, and they play together.

The devil in the mirror, fake!

The spirit that can realize people's wishes, fake!

The naughty ghost who specially pulls people into the mirror to play, fake!

The pig-headed butcher...this one is real.

When the Pig-Headed Butcher, who was no longer a manifestation of a horror storybook but a real one, appeared, Robb wanted to say hello to his "old friend".

But the other party didn't appreciate it at all, and "hum hum hum" chopped at him with a butcher knife.

Robb could only twist off the pig's head and kick it like a ball as he did last time.

Therefore, for the five girls of Sarah, the rumor about the Pig-Headed Butcher was still false.

That's it.

The five high school girls performed a total of more than ten spiritual ceremonies.

Three of them were true, and the probability was already very good.

But because of Robb's interception, none of them worked in their eyes.

The tall girl angrily tore up the spiritual information she had collected with great effort: "I will never believe in urban legends again!"

The freckled girl, who is also a senior psychic enthusiast, sighed with empathy.

"Sure enough, this world is scientific."

"That's it. Anyway, this is also our courage test. At least we can stand proudly in front of Daphne and the others and laugh at their cowardice."

"What are we going to do next? Where to go for a walk?"

Young people's emotions come and go quickly.

The girls soon started talking and laughing again.

"Sarah, do you want to play together again?"

"No, I still have to take care of my brother."

"My brother is still wearing diapers, and my parents are busy at work. Sarah, you are so pitiful."

Sarah smiled helplessly and said goodbye to the girls.

Looking at Sarah's back, Robb smiled slightly and disappeared from the mirror.

A few minutes later.

Robb's apartment, the same bathroom, the steaming white mist filled the room.

When Robb appeared in the bathroom mirror, he saw a hot body looming in the white mist.

He greeted enthusiastically, "Hey, Penny."

Penelope, who was already used to Robb's appearance, rolled her eyes, grabbed the towel beside her and threw it over, covering the mirror accurately, and then said:

"Peeping is not a good habit, damn boss."

Robb, who covered his sight, sighed, "The damn boss comforts employees for free every day, but gets no good words. It's really sad."

Penelope, who knew Robb's face well, said without blinking her eyelashes, "Time is money, my boss. Being late is also a sin."

Robb understood that he was dissatisfied with his late return.

He quickly explained, "Some accidents happened on the way..."

"Haha."

"I swear to God!"

"Do you believe in God?"

"..."

Okay.

No one believes the truth after a long time.

In this case, there is only one way.

Swish.

The towel covering the mirror fell down.

A strong attack officially began.

…

Robb's Paranormal Detective Agency.

"Welcome, you..."

At the front desk, Penelope's sweet voice just sounded, the office opened, Rob took the initiative to walk out and interrupted:

"Leave this to me. Penny, go and prepare the best"The best tea."

Robb said, and gave Penelope a look, indicating that "the best tea" was literal, not ironic.

Penelope looked at the mature woman who had just arrived and looked very elegant, and nodded quickly:

"Okay."

After that, she immediately went to prepare tea.

Robb took the mature woman into his office and said enthusiastically:

"What a rare guest, Cordelia, why did you suddenly think of coming to my little place?"

"This is not a small place."

Cordelia took off her sunglasses after entering the office, and her eyes swept across the crocodile head, the human leather face chainsaw, the demon statue, and the horror story book in the room, and smiled gently,

"It can be seen that your career is very successful, Robb. I have heard of the name of Detective Rob in New Orleans several times recently."

"No matter how successful it is, it can't compare to the witch group and the supreme witch. "Robb said quickly.

He was a little worried that Madison's interception was exposed, and Cordelia came to call him to task.

Fortunately, Cordelia said at this time: "I drove by here and just came to take a look."

Robb was secretly relieved.

Knock, knock.

There was a soft knock on the door.

As Robb answered, Penelope came in with two cups of tea.

"Your tea. "

Penelope smiled sweetly at Cordelia, put it down softly, and left without disturbing her.

Click.

The office door closed.

Penelope couldn't help but be curious and listened for a while.

After finding that she couldn't hear anything, she could only shake her head. When she returned to the front desk, she ran into Joseph, who had arrived at some point and kept looking into the office.

Penelope, who still remembered the clown in the box last time, said unhappily:

"Joseph, you won't find any unlucky things this time and ask Robb to identify them, right?"

"Good things are not so easy to find." Joseph retorted.

"Then what are you going to do with a sneaky look on your face?" Penelope said.

"What do you mean by sneaky? I'm so open and aboveboard. "

Joseph straightened his chest.

Then, he suddenly came close to Penelope, quietly pointed to the office door, and asked eagerly in a low voice:

"Who was that elegant lady just now?"