Alice's Dream Club

After thinking for a few seconds, Lynch finally connected the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, sir, my name is Luo, what do you know about investment and financial management..."

After hanging up the phone and turning to look at Alice, the girl has moved aside calmly.

This kind of behavior is obviously telling Lynch that she made the second call on purpose. After taking a deep breath, Lynch beckoned to Alice.

"come here."

It stands to reason that it is the duty of a servant to immediately respond to her master's call, but Alice is Alice after all, she was silent for a few seconds when she heard the call, as if she was thinking about it, and then waited for a decision in her heart After that, she silently turned her head to one side, pretending that she didn't hear anything.

Lynch: "..."

He strode up to Alice, and just as he was about to flick her head hard this time, the phone rang again.

Alice pointed to the mobile phone that Lynch was holding in his hand, and the latter nodded, assuming that the noisy ringtone did not exist.

After pinching Alice's face, Lynch picked up the phone a second before he was about to be hung up. Immediately, the original hearty voice came from the receiver again.

"Hey, don't hang up this time, don't hang up! Although I am indeed engaged in financial management now, this call has nothing to do with business!"

Lynch: "..."

"Lin Banxian, it's me, Pang Shiju. It's really hard to find your contact information. If it weren't for an old classmate working in the telecommunications bureau, it would be really difficult to contact you. How are you doing recently? Since graduation After that, you have no contact with us. Don’t be angry when you say it. Some people may think that you have some accident. Of course, you also know that there are some people in our class who really like to chew their tongues. He opened his mouth like a duck without closing the door..."

In my impression, this brother named Pang Shiju has always been very eloquent since he met him, and to put it bluntly, he is a talker.

Although he really wanted to sigh that he was well-matched in the wealth management industry, Lynch still endured a headache and interrupted him.

"Stop, get to the point."

"Look at me, I was a little excited when I finally got in touch with you," Pang Shiju immediately got to the point when Lynch heard the sound of forehead slapping through the receiver, "It's like this, There will be a class reunion in a few days, you must be there this time, because the one you had a crush on before is also here this time."

Upon hearing this, Alice who was watching suddenly showed an expression of interest.

However, Lynch, who was the person involved, was in a daze.

"What the hell? Did I have a crush on someone when I was in school?"

"Hey, there is nothing to deny, who is not young, right?" Seeing that Lynch finally became interested in this party, Pang Shiju immediately made a concluding speech to maintain the sense of mystery, "wait a while I'll send you the address now, I know you think I'm poor, so I'll hang up first."

After speaking, Pang Shiju hung up the phone.

Looking at the call ending screen on the phone screen, Lynch was at a loss.

It took a short while to get out of that weird state, and he looked up at Alice: "Help me find out if I had a crush on someone before..."

At that time, Alice slashed Lynch's forehead with a slab: "Master, it's inconvenient for me to investigate this kind of thing."

Lin Qi rubbed his newly healed forehead and thought for a long time, but he really didn't think of anyone he had a crush on before.

"So the master thinks that this is what Mr. Pang said on purpose to catch your appetite?"

Seeing that Lynch was extremely distressed by this matter, Alice gave her own opinion.

"Then it's good to go to the party to prove it. The class reunion is also conducive to the cultivation of your self-confidence."

A text message with the detailed location of the party was also sent to the mobile phone at this time. Looking at the venue, it was a relatively high-end hotel in the city.

What Alice said was right, class reunions can indeed strengthen one's heart, and Lynch really wanted to see what that Pang Shiju was up to.

The date of the party was set three days later. After thinking about it, Lynch began to organize the outing equipment that Alice had prepared for himself.

Looking at Lynch's meticulous cleaning of the gun, Alice twitched her mouth slightly: "Is the master planning to clean up all the old classmates to avoid the flow of black history?"

"Safety first, isn't it?"

Lynch glanced at Alice, then continued to lower his head to press the bullet into the clip.

From the style of the bullets, it can be seen that Lynch is preparing for the emergence of the extraordinary race. After thinking about Lynch's thoughts for a while, Alice nodded clearly.

"I didn't see it, the owner is still a believer in conspiracy theories."

"Don't tell me, I really doubted whether there were fantasy races among my classmates before. Now that I have confirmed the existence of those species, of course I have to take precautions."

"That Mr. Pang, why do you call you 'Lin Banxian'?"

After stopping what he was doing, Lynch let out a long sigh.

"The black history left by the middle school period is the same as the deceptive thing of the psychic." What surprised Alice was that when Lynch mentioned the black history, he didn't have an obvious shameful reaction. It is a person who is open-minded and open-minded. To put it bluntly, it is the expression of a big heart. "From the observation of some small details and micro-expressions, one can infer a person's general situation. Back then, I used this to tell fortune-tellers when I had nothing to do. I earned some pocket money, because they are all established facts, so the title came after many times of 'fulfillment'."

Recording Lynch's dark history with great interest, Alice smiled sweetly after he finished speaking.

"Actually, there really are psychic mediums, the kind that communicate with the dead."

Lynch: "..."

"Maybe, master, when you pretended to be a psychic, you really accidentally talked to the dead."

"Oh my god...you still let no one sleep at night?"

"Then let me make you some soothing supper."

Watching Alice leave the restaurant contentedly holding the recording board, Lynch suddenly felt chills all over his body.

He felt that there were fucking people everywhere in this big house with only three people!

Holding the holy water and clutching the exorcism talisman that he had scribbled, Lynch carefully returned to his room and lay on the bed. At this moment, he somewhat missed the hut he rented before—although the room was a little small, but inside The number of people who can hold them will be relatively much smaller...

Not long after, Alice brought the supper over.

While making tea for Lynch, she asked, "Do I need to make any other preparations for the class reunion?"

Lynch lay on the bed smelling the tea, and shook his head when he heard the words: "That's not necessary, although you can pretend to be a girlfriend, but considering your age... Hey! Wait until I finish!"

Glaring at Alice who was scalding her neck with a boiling kettle, he gritted his molars and continued: "I mean your image age is easy to make people call the police! I'm praising you for being young!"

Alice put the RPG back under the dining car with a smile on her face.

"Tea, please."

The tea this time was not the same as usual in terms of aroma. After drinking a cup of warm tea, Lynch felt his body trembling uncontrollably with the warmth.

"What a strange thing today..."

Alice looked at the tea pot on the dining car, and replied respectfully: "Belladonna leaves are very soothing."

So Lynch fell asleep without any pressure, and the only thought that flashed in his mind before this death was to sigh whether Alice misunderstood the word "sedation"...

After an unknown amount of time, Lynch woke up faintly.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and it happened to be midnight, which is the time when demons and ghosts tend to come out to cause trouble.

He looked around his big and quiet bedroom, and being helpless that immortality would also cause inconvenience, he got out of bed and planned to see if Alice left the rest of the tea in the dining room.

To be reasonable, there are really inconveniences after not dying. You see, after drinking a cup of belladonna tea, ordinary people are guaranteed to sleep in the hospital like a dead person. It’s good for me. I’m going to die for two or three hours with just one cup. I have to refill a few more glasses to ensure the quality of sleep tonight.

Distressed...

When he came to the door of the restaurant, Lynch was about to open the door, but suddenly found that there was a gap in the door that was supposed to be closed.

Alice is a person who is rigorous enough to make people think she has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it is absolutely impossible for the door to be left open.

Subtle chewing sounds were coming from inside the door, and the flickering dim light made Lynch's hairs stand on end.

It is impossible for the club to be burglarized, at least it is impossible to encounter burglary in the conventional sense, so there are only two possibilities for everything that happened in front of us:

One is the thief who met the extraordinary world, and the other is...

It's really haunted!

Afraid of ghosts is afraid of ghosts, but after all, ghosts are only seen in real life in movies and TV dramas, and he has never seen a living thing, so driven by strong curiosity, Lynch still plucked up the courage to lightly Pushed open the door.

Through the crack of the door, Lynch saw a hazy figure curled up in front of the stove, and the slight movement was the sound made by that existence when it gnawed something.

Seeing the hell for the first time, Lynch swallowed subconsciously.

However, it was the sound of swallowing saliva that made the existence suddenly look back at the source of the sound.

At this moment, Lynch saw an extremely pale face. The messy hair covered most of the face, but it was difficult to cover the eye-catching redness on the mouth and cheeks.

"I……"

"Oh my god! It's haunted—!"

Before Lynch could utter an exclamation, that existence shouted out a step ahead of him.

Immediately afterwards, the dark figure suddenly hung himself on the chandelier, and the two wisps of light in the swaying haze were particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

"Boss——! Alice—! Our house is haunted and has recruited thieves——! Help——! Dead——!"

Boom.

As soon as the "ghost" shouted, it hit the ground.