Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

"Do you believe in ghosts now?"

"Yes!"

"You want me to help?"

"Of course!"

"You don't question my ability?"

"Of course not! Rob, hurry up...hurry up! I hear the panting again! You can see ghosts, you must be able to catch ghosts!"

"Thank you for your patronage, one thousand dollars."

"What?"

"I run a paranormal detective agency, and I charge for catching ghosts."

"Okay...I'll pay! I'll pay now!"

Joseph was just feeling sorry for the money, and suddenly heard a strange panting sound in his ears again. He was so scared that he quickly took out his credit card and swiped it on Rob's cash register without delay.

Looking at the receipt notification, Robb smiled and said, "Don't worry, Joseph. As an exorcist certified by the Church, the first medium in New Orleans, a descendant of wizards... the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and a former Buddhist Arhat, I can definitely deal with a mere little ghost."

After saying that, he reached out to grab the peach wood sword hanging on the wall.

Although he was confused by the series of titles Robb said, Joseph, who thought that the longer the nicknames were, the more powerful they were, he waited expectantly for Robb's exorcism ceremony.

Soon, the exorcism ceremony began.

Robb chanted an inexplicable spell, and the peach wood sword in his hand slashed behind Joseph.

It was a little different from what he imagined, but Joseph still dared not move and let Robb move around him.

In less than five minutes, Robb put away the peach wood sword and announced, "Okay, the ghost has been killed by me."

"So fast?" Joseph looked around in surprise.

In his opinion, Robb just did a few things on his back.

Where was the fierce fight? Where was the creepy ghost scream?

He didn't even see the shadow of the ghost, and it ended so easily?

"If you don't believe it, feel if there is still panting in your ears now." Robb said.

Joseph did it with a skeptical look on his face.

One minute... two minutes...

As Robb said, no matter how he listened, there was no more panting.

Joseph breathed a sigh of relief and said to Robb with sincere admiration: "Robb, you are so amazing!"

Robb said with his hands behind his back, looking like a master, "Now you know why I can open a supernatural agency, right?"

"I know! I know! You are really talented! You are worthy of being a recognized exorcist and a powerful medium of the church." Joseph, who only remembered these two titles, praised repeatedly.

Finally, with full of gratitude and admiration, Joseph happily said goodbye to Robb, and patted his chest to promise that he would promote the name of Master Robb.

As for the target of the two girls, he did not mention it again.

Joseph is not stupid.

You know, if such a master can catch ghosts, then he can also release ghosts.

......

"What a fool!"

Looking at the deserted shop again, Robb said with a smile.

What ghosts and the like are naturally deceptive.

I just planted a mental hint in Joseph, and the other party naturally believed it.

Human cognition is very interesting.

In a dark environment, it is obviously the sound of water dripping, but I mistakenly thought it was the sound of bleeding. If I think I will die from excessive blood loss, I will really die the next day.

The same goes for the panting sound that did not exist just now.

Who made this guy want to mock me as if he was watching the fun.

This time, even if he gave the other party a lesson of losing money.

Robb looked at the newly received 1,000 US dollars and thought that he finally opened a business.

Although it was through fraud.

If there were no pressure from the task quota, he could have used a similar trick to rob the rich and help the poor, those capitalists who deserved to be burned.

Unfortunately, there was no such thing.

Robb shook his head and continued to browse his phone.

I don’t know if it was a change of luck after the opening or something else, but not long after, the sound of the door being pushed open was heard again.

Robb looked up and saw a strange man.

Not completely strange.

Robb had seen him wandering around his shop several times in the past two days.

Observing the other party’s wandering eyes and pale face, he was always paying attention to the surrounding conditions like a frightened bird.

Two words.

There’s a chance!

“Hello, this is Robb’s Psychic Detective Agency. I’m Robb, a psychic detective. You can also call me a medium or an exorcist. Is there anything I can help you with?”

Robb did not show much enthusiasm, but asked calmly.

The man looked around nervously, opened his mouth, but hesitated and slowly closed it.

Robb did not speak, but watched all this quietly.

He knew that normal peopleWhen encountering supernatural events, there is always a worry that if you tell others about it, people will laugh at you as a lunatic or a psychopath.

Fortunately, the word "supernatural" is written openly in my firm.

The man thought again and again, gritted his teeth, and finally said: "Can you... solve ghosts here? The real kind, I'm not kidding!"

"Of course!" Robb said confidently, "This is our business scope."

The man was shocked: "Do you believe in ghosts?"

"There are ghosts in this world, otherwise why would I open this firm."

In order to increase his credibility and to reassure the first real customer, Robb led him to his office.

The man who noticed the hideous head of the crocodile man hanging on the wall was shocked:

"Is that thing real?"

"Of course, the head of a mutant monster eventually became my collection."

Robb said, pulling out the drawer of the desk, picking up a pile of documents and handing them to the man.

"Look, the Vatican's exorcist certification, the North American medium professional certification document, the appointment letter of the witch group director... and the professional certificate of the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain in the Celestial Empire, the certificate of the high monk of the Shaolin Temple, and so on. I am absolutely professional in dealing with the supernatural!"

At this moment, the hodgepodge of certificates from the East and the West blinded the man's dog eyes.

Instantly, the solemn expression he had when he entered the door relaxed.

Rober was very happy to see it.

It was worth it that when he was wholesale those supernatural crafts, he was introduced by his fellow countrymen in the Celestial Empire and made some fake certificates.

These days, words are useless, and there must be physical evidence to prove it.

Rober, who did not want to expose his ability every time he met someone, paid attention to the certificate.

Although the Celestial Empire's certificates are rampant, they are still quite useful in America.

Although only the appointment letter of the witch group director was real among the documents taken out.

But the fellow who made the fake certificates for him was skilled enough. With the reward of more than one hundred dollars, he exerted his best efforts to make each certificate more realistic than the real one.

The man in front of him believed it without a doubt.

Seeing his tense face relax, as if he had finally found the organization, Robb was very excited.

This time, he was finally going to open the business!