Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

"Catlin, is this the exorcist you found? He looks very young."

Violet had no objection to Catlin's desire to ask an exorcist she knew to come and help, and was even happy to see it happen.

With a superstitious attitude towards gods and ghosts, she looked Robb up and down, smiled obscurely, and deliberately showed a questioning look on her face.

After all, Robb was too young no matter how you looked at it.

"Don't worry, Violet, I have seen Robb's ability with my own eyes. With him, if there is a ghost or curse in this house, it can definitely be solved." Catlin looked at Violet and pretended to be calm.

"Then let's try it. Let me make it clear first, if it doesn't work, I won't pay." Violet, who didn't notice the strangeness on Catlin's face and was more happy about the change in her mentality, said so.

"No problem." Robb spoke for the first time.

Violet glanced at him without taking it seriously, and then motioned for the two to go into the house.

Robb, who was here for the first time, came to the door. When he was about to cross the threshold, he suddenly found a row of crimson powder in front of the doorbell that seemed to have been sprinkled not long ago.

Violet turned around and reminded with a smile: "This is brick dust used for exorcism ceremony. Those who want to hurt me and Ben and have bad intentions cannot enter."

Catelyn paused subconsciously and looked at Robb.

Robb laughed in his heart and stepped over without pausing.

What kind of brick dust can prevent evil people from entering? If it really has such a magical effect, when the voodoo queen sprinkled a circle in front of her house, Fiona and herself would have reluctantly retreated, and there would be no future.

Violet said this to fool those ordinary people who had no knowledge.

Perhaps, by turning the false into the true and deliberately cooperating with it, the target person will believe it more and finally believe in the authenticity of witchcraft.

Seeing Robb step in without any care, nothing happened.

Catelyn followed closely behind.

Violet didn't think much about it. While leading the way in front of the two, she asked casually:

"Catelyn, do you believe in witchcraft, or the reality of magic, curses, ghosts, etc. now?"

Catelyn hesitated for a while: "I... maybe."

Hearing this, Violet's mood became very good: "You can take the initiative to bring this young exorcist with you, which means that you already believe in these things in your heart. This is good! Modern people are increasingly unconvinced about mystery, but they don't know that there are too many things in this world that they cannot recognize."

"The exorcist next to you should feel the same. By the way, I don't know your name yet, young man. You..."

Plop!

Before Violet finished speaking, her eyelids fluttered and she fainted on the ground in an instant.

"You keep talking endlessly."

Behind him, Robb, the instigator, retracted his palm and said calmly.

Catelyn looked at this scene and said in a daze, "Didn't you say not to expose yourself first and get the truth out of her? Why did it suddenly become like this?"

"Don't expose yourself to prevent her from taking the initiative. Now this is called cutting the Gordian knot." Robb explained to Catelyn, who had not yet changed her mind, "We are not the police, and there is no need for evidence to arrest people. Just catch them all in one fell swoop, and then torture them to extract a confession."

If he hadn't been worried about Violet's powerful character, Robb would have knocked her down as soon as they met.

However, through his observation just now, he found that Violet was a normal person, and she was old and weak. Even if she had some strange abilities, with her back to him, with her speed, she could take advantage of the other party's reaction and take the initiative.

Do what you say.

Violet didn't expect Robb to be so wild, and she fell into his trap without noticing it.

When she woke up again with a pain in the back of her head, she found herself tied to a chair with ropes, her hands spread apart, her mouth stuffed with a towel, and her eyes covered with a black cloth. She had no chance at all.

"Woo woo~~"

Violet struggled to make a sound.

Soon, a hand took the towel off her mouth, and a calm male voice said, "Awake? I was going to pour a bucket of cold water on you."

Violet recognized that the person who spoke was the exorcist who was invited before.

In horror, she shouted in confusion, "Who are you? Why are you doing this? You are committing a crime, do you know? Catherine? Catherine! I trust you so much! Why are you hurting me?"

Violet wanted to yell something, but she stopped talking because of the cold touch on her face.

That was the muzzle of a gun.

Although she couldn't see it, she could feel it clearly.

Seeing that Violet had calmed down, she raised her pistol.Robb continued, "As an exorcist, I came here to exorcise demons. There is indeed a ghost in this house, right in front of me. Matthew has confessed all the facts that he is an evil wizard. What about you, Violet, tell me your true identity?"

"Matthew?" Violet was startled.

Robb glanced at Katrin beside him.

The latter nodded and reached out to pull the towel out of Matthew's mouth, who had been treated the same and woke up earlier.

Matthew, who already understood the current situation, couldn't wait to say, "Katrin! Katrin! Listen to me! The man next to you is a lunatic! Don't believe what he says, don't... woooo~~"

Katrin stuffed the towel into Matthew's mouth again, shrugged and said, "Compared to you, I still believe him more."

At the same time, Violet's heart sank when she heard Matthew's voice.

This moment is undoubtedly the most dangerous time in her life.

"Tell me, who are you?" Robb asked Violet again.

Violet forced herself to calm down: "Matthew is just my attorney. I don't know why you arrested him. If you want money, I can give it to you. Just don't hurt me, Ben, and Matthew."

"I've said that I'm an exorcist, not a robber." Robb shook his head. "I've been to your attic before and looked at the spell materials. It's obviously voodoo. I also verified it with Matthew. So don't quibble anymore. Who are you? I don't remember there were two white wizards around the voodoo queen."

"By the way, do you know the voodoo queen Mary? The old woman who loves to open hair salons, has dreadlocks, wears big gold earrings, and is accompanied by a minotaur male pet. She is very heavy-tasting." Robb whispered in Violet's ear.

"What a pity! She has fled New Orleans like a stray dog."

"Speaking of which, I also contributed to it."