Chapter 3082 3094 [Assistants Added]

Calvados heard Jiang Xia's words and felt that he should be angry. But the series of events that happened today had left him no energy to care about such a small matter.

After finally driving away the moths that kept clinging to his body, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands in disgust: "What the hell is going on in this damn house?"

"It's just a common moth nearby. Do you even associate this with a haunted place?" The graduate student looked at the new tenant speechlessly. "It seems that you and the other two guys will get along well. Well, let's go after chatting. I still have to write my thesis."

…

Leaving the graduate student's room, Maori Kogoro looked at his watch: "It's already so late, how about..."

Jiang Xia: "Why don't we find out who really created the ghost, and then go back to sleep as soon as possible."

"?!" Maori Kogoro realized something and looked up in surprise, "Do you know who is behind this?"

Jiang Xia nodded, looked at Calvados, and lowered his voice: "The mastermind behind the scenes has given us so many 'surprises', we should also reciprocate - Mr. Yamaguchi, can you do me a favor?"

Calvados: “…” No.

He wanted to answer like this, but then he thought, judging from Jiang Xia's words, the detective seemed to be trying to catch the guy who was playing tricks...

It is not difficult to choose between a detective who has helped him out of trouble several times and can be considered to be indebted to him, and a "ghost maker" who has caused him a lot of trouble and embarrassed him repeatedly.

So without much hesitation, Calvados nodded and said, "You go ahead."

Jiang Xia whispered a few words, then waved his hand and watched Calvados leave.

Those guests who did not live in this apartment ran up and down the stairs, saying goodbye to every tenant they visited in a grand manner.

The tenants looked unhappy when they were disturbed, but when they thought that these annoying guys were about to leave, they had to squeeze out a little rare patience and sent them away with a decent smile.

Only the landlord seemed really reluctant to leave, and invited: "Come again next time."

The graduate student pushed up his glasses and added, muttering, "Just don't come when my thesis is due."

Kogoro Maori pretended not to hear, waved his hand, and turned away with a few students.

…

A nearby hideaway.

Vermouth put down the telescope and sighed deeply.

After night fell, it became much easier for her to observe the room since she was in the dark while others were in the light.

Therefore, she soon discovered with mixed feelings that Calvados had been hanging out with Uzzo since some time ago - just now this idiot was nodding while listening to Uzzo's words, just like a detective assistant who was following orders.

"What on earth is this guy doing?" Vermouth pressed her forehead with a headache, but at the same time she felt a little relieved:

"Luckily, I had already noticed that he was being targeted by Uzo, otherwise if I had really used this chess piece as originally planned... then my plan would have unknowingly become Uzo's plan."

Just as I was secretly sighing, my cell phone vibrated and an email came.

“…”

Vermouth was silent for a moment, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

She slowly picked up her phone, opened it, and sure enough, there was an email from Uzo.

The email contained a casual photo in which Calvados, with a gloomy face, was dealing with two moths that were so agile that only their shadows remained.

There are two lines of text above the photo:

[This is your fan, right? The way he dances with the moth is very interesting. I sent it to you for your appreciation.]

Vermouth: "..."

"As expected, my acquaintance with Calvados could not be hidden from this perceptive child."

She sighed silently: "But has he noticed this a long time ago, or did he just discover it during his travels a while ago?"

A thousand-faced witch once again fell into uneasy contemplation.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed some movement in the apartment - a familiar figure was running up and down, busying around, shuttling around in the apartment like a hardworking little bee.

Vermouth: "..."

…

At the same time, in the haunted apartment.

After seeing off the noisy and annoying guests, the landlord and the tenant went back to their rooms to wash up and go to bed.

The puppeteer took off his coat and stared at his reflection in the closet. He suddenly hissed, "That high school boy looks so familiar. Where have I seen him before..."

Just as I was thinking about it, there were two knocks on the door.

"Who is it?" He answered and walked over to open the door. When he looked out, he saw the new tenant standing at his door with a grim look on his face.

The puppeteer was so frightened by the expression of the uninvited guest that he almost closed the door on the spot.

But soon he remembered that the guy at the door seemed to be scary only on the outside, and in fact, he was just a coward who was afraid of ghosts and moths and almost rolled down the stairs because of the haunted TV.

Thinking of how "Mr. Yamaguchi" had been frightened again and again, the puppeteer laughed and asked in a concerned tone, "Why, did you see a ghost again?"

"No." Calvados stared at him grimly for a while, raised his hand and pointed to the toilet, "Do you know how to flush that toilet? I can't find the button."

"Button? You must have moved here from an apartment with an electric toilet." The puppeteer glanced at him with disdain and walked towards the toilet with his hands in his pockets. "We don't have that kind of equipment here. We only have an old toilet that's as old as the landlord. If you can't stand it, I advise you to move out as soon as possible."

As he said that, he went into the bathroom and turned the knob on the toilet: "Isn't it right here? Up is a small amount of flushing, down is a large amount...?!!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened - as the flushing began, the originally clear water in the toilet suddenly turned blood red.

"This..." He was so scared that he took a few steps back, pushed open the toilet door and returned to the corridor, and said in shock, "How is this possible?!"

At this moment, a hand suddenly patted him from behind.

Calvados pointed to a room not far away: "The TV in your room is on."

"What? I didn't turn on the TV!" The puppeteer looked over subconsciously, and the next moment, a black and white snow screen with a crackling sound appeared in front of his eyes.

A female ghost with disheveled hair gradually emerged from the screen, and she kept muttering: [Get out, get out...]

"how so……"

The puppeteer was stunned. Faced with this incomprehensible situation, he subconsciously took a few steps back and returned to the corridor.

(End of this chapter)