House Management Chapter 2153: Miss Allen who is a little abnormal

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"Hendley, Bick, Murphy... and you and me... all look like this..." Wilmore's face showed a look of horror .

"Yeah... they were really scary when they died... I don't want to be like them... the archbishop... you must help me Think of a way..." Cameron said, crying again.

Speaking of this, Cameron suddenly stunned and looked at Wilmoore in surprise, "Archbishop...you just said...you and me...could it be. ....."

"Shut up!" Wilmore's eyes exuded a captivating gaze.

Seeing his hideous look, Cameron was startled and closed his mouth hurriedly, never daring to make a sound anymore.

Wilmore's face gradually became serious. After a while, he said slowly: "Back then, you and me, and the three of them, including Jill, the six of us were the best friends... How could it be so coincidental that we all have this symptom..."

"I, I don't know..." Cameron still had lingering fears because Wilmore's expression changed drastically just now. When he spoke, his voice was trembling.

"When I was a deacon in the church, we were often together, but when I became a priest, we seldom be together... This kind of coincidence, I don’t think it should happen I am right..." Wil Mooreson said coldly.

"I don't know...why is it like this...we really haven't seen each other for many years...especially the archbishop you...it seems. ....." Cameron said this, as if he didn't dare to continue.

"What does it look like?" Wilmore asked coldly.

"It seems to be...after Halloween fifteen years ago...we haven't seen each other much..." Cameron stammered.

"Halloween...Halloween..." Wilmore's pale face suddenly became paler, as if thinking of something.

Cameron looked at Wilmoore carefully, not daring to speak. After a while, Wilmore said in a deep voice, "Is there any connection between these?"

"I don't know..." Cameron finally couldn't help crying, "I just don't want to die... the archbishop... you must save me ......"

"Useless things!" Wilmoore cursed, and he raised his head as if thoughtful.

After a while, Wilmore said: "This matter is not only related to you, but also to me. I will find a way...In this way, you go back first, I will Contact you..."

"No... the archbishop... I am like this, people are not like ghosts, not like ghosts... Can the church take me in first, and wait for me to get better Go back..." Cameron said in an imploring tone.

"The way you are now, it is really inconvenient for the church to take you in...Listen to me, go back first, I will think of a way tonight, and you will be cured by then..." Wei For the first time, Elmore's tone softened.

"Then...then...the archbishop...I beg you..." Cameron said pitifully.

"Don't worry." Wilmoore nodded affirmatively.

He then raised his left arm and pointed towards the door, indicating that Cameron could go.

Cameron had no choice but to put on his clothes and walked outside.

While he was getting dressed, Wilmoore took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected, and Wilmoore only said one sentence, "Sister Linna, come to the reception room."

Sister Linna came quickly, and when she came to the door, she happened to run into Cameron and went out. Saying hello to each other, Cameron walked towards the top of the stairs. Sister Linna entered the room and came to Wilmore's sofa.

"What is the order of the archbishop..." Sister Linna said respectfully.

"Remember the person who just went out?" Wilmore said flatly.

"Remember." Sister Linna nodded.

"Notify Rainer that after this person leaves the church, find a quiet place to kill him. Remember, don't leave any traces." Wilmore said coldly.

"Yes, Archbishop." Sister Linna agreed directly.

Wilmore stood up, turned and walked towards the door, and said indifferently: "After the solution, let Renner go to the temple behind to see me."

Royal Holiday Manor.

Zhang Yu and Miss Allen came here together. The manor is very large, with an area completely larger than Qi’s Longhu Villa in Zhenhai City.

In London, a place with a lot of money, it is estimated that only the British royal family can have such a big hand.

The European style construction inside, the atmosphere is not out of style, so that you will feel a sense of lingering in it.

Ms. Allen took Zhang Yu to the registration office to sign up. She needed to provide passport information and personal resume. It seemed very formal, much stricter than the two East-West Astrological Fengshui exchange meetings that Zhang Yu participated in in the past.

Zhang Yu would like to know which experts from the East have come to the meeting, but Miss Allen said that it will be kept confidential for the time being and will not be officially announced until the registration deadline the day after tomorrow.

Seeing what she said, Zhang Yu didn't ask much. In fact, Zhang Yu could vaguely see that Miss Allen would not necessarily be on his side in this confrontation of Fengshui between East and West. After all, this is their home court, and the English royal family also represents the West. You don't necessarily have to win a big victory, as long as you get a certain victory, it is even a big step.

Leaving the Royal Holiday Manor, Zhang Yu walked back in Miss Allen’s car.

The manor is in the suburbs, and the car drove quickly. When it was almost in the city, it was already evening when Zhang Yu suddenly saw a person lying on the side of the road.

"Parking, there seems to be a person lying there!" Zhang Yu said as he pointed his finger.

Miss Allen heard this and drove the car over and heard the side of the road.

Sure enough, there was a person lying on the road.

Zhang Yu pulled the car door, got out of the car first, and came to that person. This person can be in his forties, wearing a down jacket.

He checked his breath first, he had no breath, and then he held the man's wrist, and immediately found that something was wrong. The man's wrist skin was a little sticky. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be ulcerated.

Miss Allen also got out of the car and came to the corpse, and immediately couldn't help but utter a "Huh" in her mouth.

Zhang Yu raised his head to look at Miss Allen. He found Miss Allen's eyes were wide open at the moment, and there was a touch of excitement on her face. Zhang Yu asked curiously: "What's wrong? Do you know him?"

"I don't know." Miss Allen said quickly.

The expression on her face returned to normal in an instant, and then she took her phone out of her pocket and said, "I'll call the police... By the way, if there is anything wrong with others, I will call an ambulance by the way... .."

"Already dead." Zhang Yu shook his head and stretched out his hand to gently pull up the deceased's sleeve.

The exposed skin of the deceased is all blood and blood, making people nauseous.

"What's going on..." Zhang Yu muttered in his heart, still pinching the pulse of the deceased and feeling the pulse.

People have no pulse, they are absolutely dead. Zhang Yu checked it carefully again, and the three souls and seven souls were gone. He can probably be sure that this person will be dead for almost an hour.

Zhang Yu wanted to take off this man's clothes and check it out, but he was not a policeman after all.

He stood up and looked at Miss Allen. What Miss Allen was talking to the person on the phone in English, Zhang Yu couldn't understand.

Soon, Miss Allen put down the phone and said, "I have already called the police. Let's wait here for a while."

"No problem." Zhang Yu nodded.

The efficiency of the English police is really high. In just three minutes, two police cars drove over.

Several police officers got out of the car, some looked at the body, some asked Zhang Yu and Miss Allen. Zhang Yu didn't understand what they said, and it was all returned by Miss Allen.

Zhang Yu's attention was mainly on the corpse. The police seemed to have also discovered the festering problem on the corpse, and untied the corpse's clothes. Good guy, it made people feel sick when they saw it.

There was an ID card and a phone number on the deceased. The police quickly determined the identity of the deceased. His name was Cameron. The police contacted his family and learned that Cameron had recently suffered a strange illness and his body was ulcerated. It was useless to go to the hospital for treatment. Today, he went to church to pray. Why did he die here is not clear, but the body did not have any trauma. The police initially determined that he died of illness.

Zhang Yu and Miss Allen had to go to the police station to make a transcript, let alone the police, the treatment was good, because it was time for dinner, they even prepared dinner for them.

When the two left the police station and arrived at the newly-purchased manor, it was around nine o'clock in the evening.

Along the way, Zhang Yu would peek at Miss Allen while driving from time to time. He always felt that something was wrong. Why is Miss Allen so excited when she sees Cameron's body?

When the car came to the outside of the manor, the big iron gate of the manor was closed, and the lights in the courtyard could only be seen from the fence of the iron gate.

I have to say, the night view here is beautiful.

"I'm here, thank you." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You are welcome. By the way, are you not invited to sit for a while?" Miss Allen also smiled.

"Welcome." Zhang Yu nodded and said.

Ms. Allen honked the car horn directly, and there was a porter inside the gate, but she didn't know if anyone was there.

Fortunately, soon, a face appeared from the fence, "Who?"

This person still speaks Mandarin, and Zhang Yu immediately poked his head out and said, "Zhong Fei, it's me."

"Master is back, I will open the door now." The person inside is Zhang Yu's apprentice Zhong Fei.

He opened the door and let Zhang Yu's car in. Zhang Yu nodded secretly, although he was not here, it was really orderly here.

In the concierge inside the gate, there are three disciples on duty. Miss Allen seems to be familiar with this place. Only pedestrians can walk in front, and only cars can be driven on both sides. She drove along the right side to the parking lot next to the villa in the middle.

The car stopped, the two got off the car together and walked to the front of the villa. Without Zhang Yu's hands, Miss Allen rang the doorbell.

"Crack!"

Soon, someone came to open the door. It was a disciple of Zhang Yu. As soon as Zhang Yu came back, he immediately bowed to the salute, "Master, you are back."

"I'm back. How is your settlement?" Zhang Yu asked gently.

"It's being cleaned up." The disciple said with a smile: "It's really big here. One room per person is more than enough. The big guys have arranged the rooms, and they have all the daily necessities they need."

"That's fine." Zhang Yu nodded and walked inside.

Miss Allen followed him and walked through the hallway, which was the large living room.

This large European-style living room is really magnificent. It is two floors high enough for a dance party. The upper circle is on the second floor, with all the facilities. It seems that the casino didn't say anything about it, like sofas or something, but it was left.

"Hurry up, hurry up, move all the broken pieces to the basement." Suddenly, Zhang Yinling's voice rang from the stairs.

Zhang Yu turned his head to look, and saw Zhang Yinling and Zhang Qingfeng, as well as several disciples carrying some pictures. These paintings are framed, and some can be seen at a glance.

This is an oil painting, it looks messy, I don't know what it is painting.

No, standing next to Zhang Yu, Miss Allen rushed towards the stairs and shouted: "What are you doing?"

I don't know why she was so anxious, and all she shouted out was English, but Zhang Yinling couldn't understand it, so she was taken aback.

Also, this English is simple enough, this girl doesn't understand, Zhang Qingfeng still understands it. He translated: "What did she ask us to do?"

"What are you doing? Move these broken paintings to the basement!" Zhang Yinling said directly.

"Why do you want to move, these pictures are good!" Miss Allen called.

"I don't know what to paint, it's messy, it's still hanging in the bedroom, making people dizzy when looking at it. If you feel good, I will give it to you!" Zhang Yinling said confidently.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yu was puzzled and walked to Miss Allen and asked.

"No, nothing..." Seeing Zhang Yu approaching, Miss Allen said with an eager expression on her face returning to naturalness, "I just think it's a pity that this painting is thrown away. But since this house is already It’s yours, you can dispose of the contents as you want, and I can’t control it."

After speaking, she spread out her hands and showed an indifferent look.

"You also know that the house belongs to us!" Zhang Yinling curled her lips and said, "Walk around, the frame is quite heavy, so hurry up and throw it into the basement."

She and Zhang Qingfeng and others moved the frame and quickly went downstairs to the basement.

Wang Jie followed at the end. He just waved his hand at the shopkeeper without holding anything in his hand.

He walked up to Zhang Yu in a few steps and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, we have all cleaned up your room. Just turn to the largest room on the left side of the fifth floor. There is water and food in it. Some of you are busy tonight, you guys go up to talk first, it’s so grey here, I guess I’ll have to toss for more than an hour."

"Why didn't Hui Da see that there was gray on your body, and didn't even look at sweat on your face." Zhang Yu asked deliberately.

"I, I'm a supervisor...A qualified supervisor is worth four workers..." Wang Jie said, licking his face.

"Yes, continue to monitor..." Zhang Yu smiled and gestured to Miss Allen.

"Please, Mr. Zhang." Miss Allen also made a please gesture.

Zhang Yu originally thought that Miss Allen had to come here because she wanted to tell herself something.

After going upstairs, he didn't say anything special, just chatted casually.

We talked until 11 o'clock in the evening, and Miss Allen said that she was sleepy and wanted to stay for one night. Of course, Zhang Yu has no objections. The rooms are now all assigned. The fifth floor is all male. In addition to Zhang Yu, there are Zhu Jiuzhen, Zhang Qingfeng, and Wang Jie. Female disciples live on the fourth floor, and Zhang Yinling must be present.

Miss Allen didn't plan to go to sleep on the fourth floor, so Zhang Yu found a room for her on the fifth floor and arranged a new set of luggage.