Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 290 Madam

"Come with me."

Several people were talking, when suddenly a thin old man appeared in front of them, holding a lantern in his hand.

The old man was very thin, but very pale, and his whole body was bent like a white bone. His sudden appearance shocked several people, especially the cloudy eyes that were very big because of his thinness, which were particularly penetrating.

"You, you are Dean Chen?"

Chen Shuofeng looked at this skinny old man, and he didn't dare to recognize him. According to the information, Dean Chen is only 60 years old this year. Modern people look young with good maintenance, but now this person feels that he is in his late [-]s, really Not like a pampered ex-hospital director.

"It's me. Aren't you looking for me? Come with me."

Dean Chen responded, his tone full of impatience, and after a few glances, he walked forward with the lantern in his hand.

"I've been entangled with ghosts for a long time, and my vitality is overdrawn. I'm afraid I won't last long."

Wu Yan looked at Dean Chen's back and commented in a flat tone.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the windows were covered with blackout curtains, so the visibility was very low. The three of Yan Xiaoai and the others were fine, but Chen Shuofeng couldn't see clearly at all. He wanted to reach out and hold Yan Xiaoai , but flinched at the thought of Wuyan, and could only boldly pull Julia.

Julia was suddenly grabbed by someone's hand, and she instinctively wanted to pull it away, but as soon as she moved, Chen Shuofeng grabbed it even tighter.

"Just let me grab it. It's so dark that I can't see anything. If I fall later, who will run errands for you?"

"It's useless."

Julia snorted, but she didn't shake off Chen Shuofeng, but she only stretched out one finger for Chen Shuofeng to grasp.

Walking forward with the faint light, he soon walked into a place similar to a study room. The old man put the lantern on the table and lit it with a few candles. The candles were all white. Immediately, it became a little weird. With the ghostly appearance of the old man and the bewitching fragrance in the air, casually taking pictures can give the effect of a ghost movie.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Dean Chen was stuck on a lazy sofa, his voice was a little tired, and he looked at the few people with blank eyes, quite absent-minded.

"Do you know the stele behind the hospital?"

Chen Shuofeng glanced at Wuyan, then at Julia, and seeing that neither of them wanted to speak, he asked a question directly.

The old man was still careless at first, but when he heard Chen Shuofeng's words, his body trembled uncontrollably, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I can not understand what you say."

"You can understand, if you don't understand, why don't I ask your wife?"

Chen Shuofeng smiled and looked at Dean Chen with a smile on his face, but the conversation suddenly changed to mention his wife.

As soon as Chen Shuofeng mentioned his wife, Dean Chen's complexion immediately turned ugly.

"My wife has passed away. What do you mean by that? I don't welcome you all. Get out of here."

Dean Chen stood up and was about to chase people away, but Chen Shuofeng grabbed his wrist. His wrist was very thin, and all the veins were protruding. If he grasped it, it seemed that he could break it with a little force.

"I don't think I need to tell you what the fragrance that fills the room is. Let's sit down and have a good chat. If you don't cooperate, if there is any dispute and something unpleasant happens, I can only talk to you." You said sorry."

Chen Shuofeng showed a fierce expression, and as soon as he let go of Dean Chen, he fell back to the lazy sofa.

　Ignore my mislabeled chapter numbers, I'm too insensitive to numbers
　　
　
(End of this chapter)