Midnight Offering: Hades’s Little Pet

Chapter 47: 047 A woman possessed by a demon

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My heart was beating so fast, and I began to feel uneasy.

I always thought I had a strong sixth sense, and this sudden ominous premonition made me a little nervous.

The pervert seemed to sense my uneasiness and hugged me tighter.

"I always feel like something is wrong."

Just when the elevator went up to the tenth floor, I couldn't help muttering. I noticed that there was a monitor in the elevator, so I didn't dare to move too much, and the people in the security room noticed something strange.

"kindness?"

He made a sound suddenly, I thought he agreed with my words, but unexpectedly, the sound he made was like a question.

"It's so deadly."

The words of the pervert directly confirmed what I thought in my heart and the reason for my nervousness.

Could it be that something really happened to Yunya's family? !

With a "ding", the elevator stopped on the sixteenth floor, and the beating of the heart seemed to jump out of the chest.

"Dead air?" We hurried out of the elevator. In the smooth marble corridor, there were still flower stands with two pots of Clivia on top, orange lights were still shining on the walls, and crimson curtains were half drawn on the corridor windows. Standing, you can see the windows of the residents of the building behind through the windows.

"How can there be death breath? Isn't that breath that ghosts have?"

I turned my head and asked the pervert, but he didn't make a sound, probably he didn't know what was going on.

No. 1604 on the sixteenth floor is where Yunya lives. The large and heavy double doors are closed tightly, and the heavy wooden door seems to be difficult to push.

Next to the door is a pager with a doorbell and a small screen.

Ring the doorbell, and the resident can see the face of the visitor outside through the pager inside, so as to choose whether to open the door or not.

I was about to step forward, but the pervert grabbed me and said, "Wait a minute."

What's wrong

I also thought of the dead air he said just now, and I was also a little worried. Looking at the door in front of me, his face was solemn, and there was a bit of darkness on that monstrously handsome face.

The thin lips were tightly closed and taut.

"The dead air comes from behind this door."

What? !

I almost screamed, but I quickly closed my mouth, looked at the door in disbelief, and swallowed.

Dead people will have dead anger, could it be... something really happened to Yun Ya's family? Maomao passed away, didn't even Yunya survive

No, we can't just stand outside, because we can't know the truth of the matter.

No matter what, the doorbell must be pressed. If Yun Ya's family really encountered any danger, judging from the current situation, no one must have noticed anything strange about her family.

So, today I am here to break through this layer of fog!

"Sexy, I'll ring the doorbell. If no one comes to open it, maybe I'm going to call the police."

Ordinary people will only think that Yunya's family is not at home, or going out, and they will never think about killing people. Because of perverts, they can feel death, so they think that Yunya's family may have encountered Unexpectedly.

The pervert looked at me worriedly and reminded: "Don't be afraid, I'm right by your side."

"No, I believe you."

I smiled confidently at him, walked forward, and rang the doorbell.

"Ding dong—"

I could hear a crisp doorbell from inside the door, and my heart felt a little relaxed. This doorbell gave me an illusion.

The door has the illusion of being inhabited by living people.

Before I could press the second button, I heard footsteps.

The sound of footsteps wearing slippers, and the sound of stepping on the marble floor, from far to near.

"Who is it?"

A woman's soft voice came, with some curiosity and doubts. When she clicked the button on the pager, I saw the woman's appearance through the small screen.

The wet hair is scattered on her shoulders, and the pajamas are loosely worn on her body. I can still vaguely see her bare shoulders and delicate collarbone.

There was a slight layer of mist in the big and bright eyes, making her eyes hazy.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that her eyes are not as bright as ordinary people's, as if something is covering her eyeballs.

When she saw me, she was obviously also a little surprised, froze for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

I hurriedly said, "Are you Aunt Yunya?"

"What auntie!"

She was suddenly emotional, she gave me a charming look, and scolded me: "I look so young, you should call me sister."

My stomach was churning, and I wasn't in the mood to argue with her about how to call her, explaining my origin: "Yunya, I'm Lin Miaomiao's friend, does Mao Mao live with you? Sister Miaomiao has an accident, I have to come and pick him up to see his mother."

Yunya has absolutely no idea about Lin Miaomiao's death, I bet.

She has been unable to get in touch, and she is suspected of deliberately avoiding people, let alone investigating Lin Miaomiao's affairs.

"I asked for your contact number through her colleague, but I couldn't get through, so I had to come to you in person."

With sharp eyes, I noticed a detail, Yun Ya's eyes narrowed, and the pupils suddenly darkened! There seemed to be something about to come out of the eyes, and it rushed out of the eyes clamoring.

But in the end, she was quickly pressed down by her. The corners of her mouth curled up, and she smiled softly at me, only to hear a "click", and the door opened.

"Come in, come in and say something."

Such a smooth development can't help but give me a bad premonition. I walked in, and a nice fragrance permeated the whole room.

After entering the door, I could see the living room of her house completely. A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The ceiling is not white, but like a relief, carved with many European medieval sculptures.

A pair of little angels with wings and short curly hair are holding hands, as if spinning and flying.

The carpet with complex patterns is a bit like the Indonesian style. The sofa is dark brown and very large. A large LCD TV is placed not far from the sofa.

"You are Miao Miao's guest, so I can't neglect it. Come in and talk about something." Yun Ya took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet beside me and put them in front of me.

I said thank you and walked in.

The fragrance is everywhere. It smells good at first, but after smelling it for a long time, I feel dizzy and nauseous.

"Where's Mao Mao?"

I pretended I didn't know anything about Mao Mao and Lin Miaomiao, and looked around, as if I was looking for Mao Mao.

Yunya's eyes darkened again, and then she immediately returned to her usual look, and said to me with a smile: "He and my husband have gone on a trip, and they won't be back in a few days."

She pulled up her pajamas, closed them up, and walked towards the open kitchen, which was extremely clean.

"What would you like to drink, coke or coffee?"

I squinted my eyes, winked at the pervert on one side, and pretended to be very casual: "Coke, listen to what you said, it's troublesome, sister Miao Miao has an accident, and she is in the hospital now, and she is about to die. We must take Maomao there so that the mother and son can see each other for the last time."

Only then did Yun Ya "know it later", she broke a glass, hurried out of the kitchen, and looked at me anxiously: "What happened, what happened to Miao Miao?"

Sure enough, this Yunya has a problem!

The vigilance in my heart was raised to a higher level. Just now I deliberately revealed that Lin Miaomiao had an accident outside the door and was even in danger, but instead of showing any nervousness, she let me in to talk.

Now let me say that she has this kind of performance. I don't believe that she has too long a reflex arc!

There is only one possibility, that is Yunya, she has a problem.

"She has a cerebral hemorrhage and is about to die. No matter what, Mao Mao will definitely not come back these two days. Can you contact your husband and Mao Mao for me, tell him about this, and let them come back as soon as possible."

My nervous brow was sweating, which was very real, because it was indeed the case, but the mother and daughter I spoke of had escaped the sea of suffering and lived together forever in the underworld.

I said this because I wanted to see Yunya's reaction, the pervert's expression was always tense, and his eyes were firmly locked on her. I knew he must have found something about her.

I automatically rule out the possibility of being seduced by sex.

Because I believe in him.

I quietly looked at Yunya who was standing there in a daze, waiting for her response, who knows, the answer she gave made my heart sink suddenly.

Yunya's face was distorted, and her smile was extremely ugly. She curled her lips, stiffly: "Well... I think it's better not to tell Mao Mao about this kind of thing for the time being. He is still a child, and his father has already left the two of them. How could it be possible to bear it?"

I looked at her with a sullen face and cold eyes, still persisting in my opinion.

We must force out her true colors!

"Maomao doesn't have a father anymore, she can't be without a father anymore! Yun Ya, I beg you, please make a phone call and let the child come back to see his mother for the last time."

Yunya's reaction was already abnormal. If it was according to what Lin Miaomiao said, they were really close. Yunya had heard that her best friend had an accident, so she wouldn't be still wearing pajamas, standing in the living room with me deal with.

She will definitely change her clothes quickly, rush out of the house like a bullet, and head to the hospital!

Originally standing outside the door, I didn't feel any dead air, but when I stayed in this room full of dizzy fragrance for a long time, the fragrance still couldn't suppress the sinister wind, and went straight to the room. Drill into my bones.

I saw that Yunya's body started to sweat, and the exposed fragrant shoulders were covered with crystal beads of sweat, which slid down.

Those eyes flickered constantly, avoiding my sight.

She was silent and just stood there without moving.

When I thought of the way the mother and child disappeared last night in an embrace, my heart suddenly became inexplicably angry. I yelled at her, and I couldn't hide my emotions anymore!

"Say! What did you do to Maomao?! You tell me the truth!"