Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

"This is an outdated story."

A companion seemed to be dissatisfied with Mike attracting too much attention from Madison, and then he said loudly.

When Madison looked over, he continued to narrate excitedly: "The neighbors who were scared at that time buried the couple and the golden arm in the ground again, and they had been living in peace for many years. As a result, a group of grave robbers came some time ago and stole the golden arm in the coffin again. This is why there are rumors that Heather's evil spirit keeps wandering and roaring at night."

"Yes! I heard that the locals have been hearing heavy footsteps and terrible roars outside at night."

"Many hounds and poultry were disemboweled, and all the organs inside were eaten."

"Not only that, several people went out to investigate at night and never came back."

"It's useless to ask a priest to exorcise the devil."

"..."

In addition to being afraid of supernatural and mysterious things, people are naturally curious.

If everyone was still hesitant at the beginning, now, stimulated by alcohol, beauty and crowds, they are open to speak.

"Humph! What evil spirit, murderer. Only those old people who believe everything they hear believe it. What era is it now? Even if a demon comes, I can shoot it down with one shot."

"Who has the courage to follow me to see it with your own eyes? Whether it is to expose the lie or to catch the so-called evil spirit, everyone will be a hero in the county!"

Seeing that Madison's eyes were attracted by others, Mike, who was in urgent need of a chance to show off, slammed the table and said boldly.

The others who were drunk agreed excitedly under Mike's stimulation:

"Let's go! Whoever doesn't go is a coward!"

"We are the most courageous people in the county, of course we have to go!"

"Hehe, I don't know how it feels to be the most beautiful Heather who turned into an evil spirit?"

"......."

If no one stops them, these courageous young people will definitely kill themselves one by one like in Hollywood horror movies.

Madison, who was far away from a young man who wanted to kill the evil spirit, didn't care about the group's bold words. She had already learned a lot of information and asked again:

"Where did the rumors of evil spirits come from?"

"Green Town under Alpena County. Heather is buried there." One person answered.

Another drunken man suddenly pointed to a middle-aged black man not far away and said, "That guy used to be a long-term worker under Heather's husband. He knows more."

"Thank you." Madison turned her head to look at the black man, and then waved goodbye to the young people who were no longer valuable.

"Don't go! It's still early, play with us. I can prove to you that I'm really big!"

Mike, who was drunk, saw Madison was about to leave, and quickly stood up to stop her. He reluctantly stretched out his hand and was about to force this beauty to stay.

Madison waved her hand obscurely, and Mike suddenly stumbled, and his whole face hit the floor, and he was immediately bleeding.

When the other companions hurriedly lifted it up.

No one stopped Madison from getting up and asked leisurely:

"By the way, I heard that Heather was the most beautiful girl here. Is she as beautiful as me?"

"No." A person who had seen Heather looked up and said blankly.

"That's good."

In a good mood, Madison turned and left.

After meeting with Robb, she told the former the information she had obtained.

Robb looked at the black man who was drinking alone and was said to be a long-term worker under the Golden Arm couple. He touched his chin and said, "Let's find him to confirm it in the end."

Robb strode to the black man and said straight to the point, "Hey, I'm Agent Smith from the Pentagon's Abnormal Processing Department. I want to ask you something."

As he said that, he took out a palm-sized badge and shook it in front of the black man, and then quickly took it back.

This was naturally not a certificate from the Abnormal Processing Department, but a commemorative badge given to him by the Monteleone Hotel before.

It was more than enough to deceive a black man who had lived in a small town all his life and worked as a lumberjack. He didn't even know how many departments there were in the county, let alone the Pentagon.

Sure enough, although the black man was a little confused, he didn't refute it. He just drank his wine by himself and said without interest: "What's the matter?"

"Your name, sir."

"Andy."

"Mr. Andy, excuse me for a few minutes. I want to ask you something about the golden arm."

Bang!

As soon as Robb finished speaking, Andy's hand holding the wine glass trembled, and the wine glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Andy didn't care about these, but looked at him with bloodshot eyes, very surprised.Andy warned Robb fearfully: "Don't say that!"

Robb still smiled and said: "Believe me, we are here to solve all this. Didn't you report it to the police before? They can't handle it, so they sent us here."

"You guys?" Andy looked at Robb's young face, which was not much older than his son, with a surprised look, and questioned, "This is not a prank, can you do it? You know, even the priest returned empty-handed."

"Every profession has its own expertise. The priest's main duty is to communicate with God. To deal with evil spirits, we still have to rely on professionals like us." Robb said with a confident smile on his face.

Then, he looked at the ring on Andy's left ring finger and said, "Don't worry, we know more about evil spirits than you think, so we won't treat it as a fake thing. Solving it early will only benefit your family and your children, not harm them, am I right?"

Perhaps infected by Robb's confidence, or perhaps thinking of his own family, Andy's heart moved, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you."

"Very good."

Robb began to ask.

At first, Andy's description was similar to what he had heard from Madison, but it was more detailed.

After the golden arm was stolen, he said more new information.

"We all know the importance of the golden arm to Heather. Even though we knew there was a lot of gold under the tomb over the years, we didn't dare to be greedy at all. However, those damn thieves who got the news from nowhere, if they hadn't stolen the golden arm, Heather would not have woken up from her long sleep. Green Town would not be like this now." Andy said indignantly.

Robb: "What happened?"

Andy said in fear: "Every night, Heather would come back from her corpse and wander around the town in anger. At first, there were young people who didn't believe in the evil and went to investigate, but soon they never appeared again, without exception."

"Don't go out at night! Don't go out at night!"