I use ghosts as cash machines

Chapter 81 The hidden truth

As soon as I said this, the originally chattering restaurant suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked unnatural. They all looked at me with some sympathy and... admiration?
The housekeeper stuttered when he spoke: "We all live in the nanny's room in the building on the side. The master bedroom...well, it has been in disrepair for a long time. I'm afraid there may be some unexpected dangers due to the disrepair. Little girl... How many nights will I stay in the guest room?”

I was in a hurry to find Mr. Luo's living soul, so I didn't continue to practice Tai Chi with the housekeeper. I just asked him for a quilt to sleep on.

When I went upstairs, I accidentally caught a glimpse of their expressions, and I felt that they had an artistic conception of "the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and a strong man will never return once he is gone."

It's as if I went up the stairs today and can't come down the stairs tomorrow.

No matter how much I say, it's useless, and I don't need to waste any more words. When they see me safe and sound tomorrow, these rumors and rumors will naturally be self-defeating.

In the short time it took to take the quilt and go upstairs, the crowd downstairs that had gathered to chat and gossip dispersed in a hurry, the table was quickly cleared, everyone left in an orderly manner, and silence returned to the restaurant.

I am the only one left in this building.

There is also a ghost.

……

Pushing open the door to the room, sure enough, the old man was struggling to pull the lampshade of another lamp in the room. Due to the influence of the Yin Qi, the light was flickering on and off, which was really a bit scary to watch.

When the old man saw someone coming in, he suddenly became excited, and the speed of the lights flickering accelerated visibly to the naked eye.

Gee, it hurts my eyes.

I didn't talk nonsense and said to the little old man on the roof: "Old man, come down and stop messing with those lights. You will really suffer from these lights following you."

When the old ghost on the ceiling heard what I said, he suddenly trembled and turned to look at me in disbelief. I met his gaze without evading it.

"Can you see me?" He finally stopped fiddling with the light and the light stabilized.

I nodded.

"Are you alive?"

I pointed at my feet, indicating that I had a shadow: "Do you still need to ask?"

The old man jumped down from the ceiling and suddenly rushed to me in the next second. His hands were already on my shoulders:

"Please, do me a favor! Please tell my children that my coma was not because of cerebral hemorrhage, but because that woman Qin Ruixia drugged me!"

!!!

My eyes widened.

So this is... murder?

Mr. Luo wanted to grab my shoulders and shake me, but he was a soul and couldn't move me at all.

He was obviously holding something back and was in a hurry to find someone to explain it to. Even when I held his arm and helped him sit down on a chair, he didn't even realize that I could touch him.

"Old man, don't worry. Your soul has just left your body. You have not passed away in reality. You are currently in a coma in the hospital. And I will be living here these days, so you can speak slowly."

I shook out the bedding the housekeeper gave me and spread it on the bed.

"I'm not dead yet?" When the old man heard this, he stood up.

"That's what your nanny and housekeeper said. I don't know the specific situation."

It was midsummer, and even though the villa was surrounded by mountains and forests, it was very cool, but the weather was over 30 degrees, and by the time I laid out the sheets, I was still covered in sweat.

"Where is the remote control for the air conditioner in your room? It's so hot. I want to turn on the air conditioner."

The old man smiled and said: "All the electrical appliances here can be controlled by voice. You only need to say to turn on the air conditioner and set the temperature."

Oops, it turns out to be a smart home appliance.

"Turn on the air conditioner, 24 degrees."

I repeated it.

But after waiting for a long time, the air conditioner in the room did not respond.

"Turn on the air conditioner, 24 degrees."

I repeated it twice more. The air conditioner still didn't respond.

I looked at him with some confusion: "What's going on?"

"Hey, I remembered, the voice controller that controls smart home appliances in my room..." Mr. Luo apologized: "It seems that I broke it in anger a few days ago."

I took a deep breath: "What should I do?"

"It doesn't matter, there's a remote control..."

Halfway through, he suddenly closed his mouth, looking embarrassed.

No need for him to explain, I already knew why he looked like this.

I opened the desk drawer and there was a remote control lying in pieces.

All the buttons on the remote control have been pressed down, and the buttons are no longer working and cannot be pressed.

I think the last time I saw a remote control like this was at a relative's house. The child in his family was over 5 years old and loved to tear down the house.

"You are so childlike." I teased Mr. Luo dejectedly.

Mr. Luo had an embarrassed look on his face, and used his ghost power to run around the room, bringing up a lot of wind: "I made the wind blow, but it's quite cool, isn't it?"

"And a little bit of humor."

Dark humor, I thought to myself.

Needless to say, the old man brought up the cold wind, which was indeed quite cool, but he was very tired.

Soon, I stopped sweating, so I went downstairs next door and asked the housekeeper for a new remote control.

It was completely dark. After I knocked on the door, the housekeeper only opened the door a crack at first, revealing a pair of eyes to look out.

After knowing that it was me who came to ask for the remote control, he dared to open the door a little wider, but only a little, just enough for him to push the remote control out.

Then the door was closed tightly, and the housekeeper's apology voice sounded through the door: "Miss Su, it's getting dark, and we are scared. Please understand, Miss Su."

"Understand, understand."

I took the remote control and happily went back to take a shower, then went into the room and turned on the air conditioner.

……

"What you mean is that your wife Qin Ruixia tampered with the medicine she gave you, which slowly caused you a cerebral hemorrhage. After your soul left the body, you saw a man coming to this room, and together with your wife, After taking away all the drugs and destroying them, you realized that not only had you been cuckolded, but you had also been killed, right?"

I sat on the bed and blew the air conditioner while Mr. Luo sat upright in the chair.

"Yeah." The old man looked dejected.

"Tsk, tsk, so who is the man who conspired with your wife to harm you?"

"He is the second largest shareholder of Caiyi Pavilion, Xiang Sheng."

Isn't this just a TV series that has been brought into reality? Not only is it bloody, but it's also a bit cliched.

What was not cliché was Mr. Luo's reaction.

"After you knew these things, you started to mess with this room? Why?"

"Because there is a hidden camera I installed behind the painting. If someone can discover the hidden camera, maybe the truth can be made public."

I really didn't expect this. After all, installing a camera in the bedroom is the kind that faces the bed. Ordinary people like me definitely don't have this need.

I couldn't help but look at the oil painting at the end of the bed.

The oil painting is very large, about one meter long and wide. It depicts a night scene, with a dark blue background, black shadows of trees, dots of stars, and a crescent moon reflected in the lake.

I approached the oil painting and looked at the entire oil painting carefully, but I couldn't find where the hidden camera he mentioned was.

"If you take down the entire oil painting, you can see it. After all, it is a pinhole camera that was specially customized at a high price."

I looked at the metal picture frame fixed on the wall with expansion screws, and spread my hands helplessly: "I'm helpless now."