Chapter 31 Haunted House
Chapter 31 Haunted House
Lu Yiming was finally able to be discharged from the hospital after lying in bed for several days.
My back is still a little sore, but I can move around normally now.
He was officially transferred to the homicide unit, and his police uniform and sidearm were issued.
The homicide squad's work was easier than he had imagined.
This is Fremont, not Gotham. There aren't that many serial killers here.
Most of the time, he would either work out at the station or take a stroll around the streets.
If I don't want to move, I just stay in the office with the air conditioning on, and nobody says anything to me.
He's the god of wealth who solves the overtime pay problem for the whole team, and his colleagues are very polite to him.
The case of the dismembered corpse has been completely closed, and all investigations have been halted.
Malik and the Black woman Uma, who are in the ICU, have not woken up for a week.
The case remains unresolved, but Lu Yiming is neither capable nor qualified to inquire about it at the moment.
That day, Lu Yiming was using a knife to peel an apple, leaving it pitted and uneven.
He was thinking that he had made quite a bit of money recently.
The low-rent apartment I live in now has extremely poor sound insulation.
The hip-hop geek upstairs partyes every night, his deep bass is giving me a headache, and he often brings different girls back to "exchange music".
It's time to get myself a new place.
"Hey, don't you know that apple peels are the most nutritious part?" Mia called out to him.
He nodded and handed over the peeled skin: "Here, have this. It's the most nutritious part."
"Get lost!" Mia slapped his hand away impatiently.
Lu Yiming didn't mind and stuffed the peeled apple into his mouth.
"Mia, I remember you live in an upscale neighborhood. Are there any houses for rent nearby? They don't need to be too big, just clean and quiet."
Mia looked at him like he was an idiot and said, "You think you can afford to rent that area? Even a simple high-rise apartment costs several thousand dollars."
"Just ask, you never know if there might be a bargain you can find."
Mia's eyes darted around, and seeing his smug look, an evil thought popped into her head.
This guy takes advantage of her all the time; she has to teach him a lesson this time.
"Hmm... I do have a house."
"It's a two-story detached house with a small garden, and it's fully furnished. It's just a bit old."
Lu Yiming became interested and pressed on, "A detached house? How much is the rent per month?"
"Two thousand a month." Mia held up two fingers.
Lu Yiming almost choked on the apple: "Two thousand? US dollars? Are you sure it's not twenty thousand? Did Final Destination film a movie in that house?"
The run-down apartment he rents now costs several hundred dollars.
Rent a villa for two thousand? And in a wealthy area of Fremont?
"Why would I lie to you? Believe it or not." Mia shrugged, trying to suppress the corners of her mouth.
Lu Yiming had a bad feeling. Given the price and location, it must be a haunted house.
So what if it's a haunted house? He's a staunch materialist.
That's equivalent to paying 500 yuan to stay at Tomson Riviera.
Is something fishy going on? As long as you don't steal my blanket, I'll consider you my roommate.
Besides, he still has justice in his hands; how many divisions does a ghost have?
Lu Yiming was tempted.
He could already picture himself holding a Mixue Ice Cream cup, basking in the sun in the garden.
"Come on! Take me to see an apartment! Let's go now!" He finished his apple in a few bites and stood up.
"Sure, it's close to my house anyway."
Mia readily agreed, overjoyed. She'd taken the bait!
……
The private car drove through the bustling city center and turned onto a quiet street lined with trees.
The houses on both sides are quite large and well-maintained, clearly indicating a middle-class or higher community.
Mia parked her car in front of an American-style detached villa.
The house looks quite old, with ivy climbing all over the exterior walls.
The house has two floors and a large area, with an enclosed front yard. The lawn has not been mowed for a long time and is a bit messy. Several tall oak trees shade the house in the greenery.
"This is it." Mia called the real estate agent to open the door.
It looks much better inside than outside.
The furniture was covered with white dust-proof cloths. When you lifted them, you could see that they were all heavy and sturdy old furniture, exuding an old-fashioned feel.
The living room is spacious, the fireplace is real, the kitchen equipment is old but complete, and there are three bedrooms upstairs, with the master bedroom also having a separate walk-in closet and bathroom.
It's absolutely perfect, especially considering the price of two thousand per month.
Lu Yiming looked around inside and out, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
The old house has a spacious interior and a private courtyard, which is a world of difference from the noisy apartment I had before.
"...Sir, would you like to...look at something else?" The real estate agent was a bald, elderly white man, looking somewhat worried.
Lu Yiming was taken aback. What did that mean? They weren't selling to Asians?
Mia immediately stepped forward and blocked the agent's path.
"...Haha, he means this house is in high demand, a lot of people have come to see it, so you'd better hurry up if you want to rent it."
Then, something occurred to her, "Do you have enough money? Or I can lend you some..."
When did the young lady become so kind?
Unfortunately, he was born with good teeth and couldn't live off a woman.
Mia had already started imagining Lu Yiming being so scared that he wet himself and knelt at her doorstep begging her to take him in.
"No need, I have money!"
The real estate agent opened his mouth, then said, "...Sir, this apartment is a bit cool. How about we look at another one?"
He felt he had a real conscience; the previous tenants were all terrified, and one even ended up in the hospital.
"I just like it cool!"
The procedures were completed very quickly.
The agent handed the key to Lu Yiming.
"Congratulations on your move! Have a wonderful time!" the agent said, then ran off without looking back.
Lu Yiming tossed the keys in his hand and looked at Mia.
"Your house is right next door, right? I can hitch a ride with you to work from now on."
Mia rolled her eyes: "Whatever."
……
In the afternoon, Lu Yiming simply took half a day off and began tidying up his new home.
They were busy wiping away dust, mopping the floor, and putting away the floor covers.
As night fell, he lay in the bathtub, humming the tune of "Sunshine, Rainbow, Little White Horse~".
He asked the real estate agent, and they said the house was for sale and the price wasn't too high. He would buy it when the gold bars could be cashed out in a while.
"As expected, I'm still an Asian who's thinking about buying a house."
The house is huge, and cleaning it is tiring. I need to work hard to earn some dirty money to hire a few maids for the mansion.
"Now I live in a villa too!"
The hot water enveloped his body, and Lu Yiming closed his eyes, enjoying this rare moment of comfort...
Suddenly, the sprayed water became scalding hot!
"Damn it!" Lu Yiming jumped up from the heat and frantically tried to turn off the faucet.
In his panic, he saw that red liquid was gushing out of the tap!
Blood? !
Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat, his mind filled with images of the limbs and blood from the body-piece case!
"No, no, the blood should be brighter red!"
He forced himself to calm down and leaned closer to smell it.
A rusty, fishy smell.
"Rust?"
He patted his chest to catch his breath.
"You're just scaring yourself... I'll just get someone to replace the water pipes tomorrow."
Lu Yiming, still shaken, shook his head and wiped his face.
In the instant I looked up, a face flashed by in the full-length mirror behind me...
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