No one would admit that their child was a demon.
Chen Zhao could understand it as a parent's desire to protect their child.
After all, Chen Zhao was a father too.
However, this was definitely not the time to talk about love.
"You guys didn't call me here to talk about parenting, right?"
"It's inside," Dahlia said.
When Chen Zhao entered the house, he didn't feel anyone else's presence.
Chen Zhao turned around and saw that the young couple, Dailey Moore, and Nawotz Singh had followed them in.
"Where are they?"
The young couple gulped. The young woman took out a bronze key.
The bronze key was clearly quite old. It was mottled with rust, but one could still tell that it was exquisitely made.
After all, even in modern times, it wasn't easy to carve complicated patterns on a bronze key that was less than two millimeters in diameter.
The young woman brought Chen Zhao to the basement.
There was another door in the basement.
Chen Zhao frowned.
Chen Zhao realized that his little world seemed to be blocked by this door.
Even the entire wall was blocked by something.
The young woman walked to the door with the bronze key.
Then she looked back at Chen Zhao. "Do you really want to open it?"
Clearly, the woman was terrified by her son.
"Open it," Chen Zhao said. "Of course, if you need, you can use this key."
The young woman finally mustered her courage and opened the door.
Instantly, the aura from Hell spread out.
It was a deep space. Even if the door was opened, Chen Zhao's little world couldn't expand inside.
"I didn't expect there to be such a big space down here. Your interests are really unique." Chen Zhao glanced at the young couple.
"We didn't build it," Olette said. "We just bought it two weeks ago."
"Oh … It's not cheap, right?"
"In fact, the price of this villa is 20% lower than the normal price, and the environment and location are excellent. The bank is eager to sell this property, so they even provided us with a low-interest loan. We thought that we were lucky, but now it seems that the bank also realized that there was something wrong with this villa, so they sold it to us at the lowest price."
"Didn't you investigate before buying it?"
"Yes," Olette said. Olette said, "The owner of this house was accused of child abduction and murder. At least six children went missing here, but only the body of one child was found."
At this point, Olette's expression was very unnatural.
"However, the police found six children's hair and some blood in this house."
"What about the original owner of this villa?"
"The death penalty, and a long-abandoned poison was used as a means of execution," Dahlia said.
In the past, the United States used cyanide to execute prisoners on death row.
This was a highly toxic substance, not the kind that would cause instant death.
Only 0.06 grams was needed to cause severe poisoning symptoms.
Those who were poisoned could be said to have been tortured to the extreme, dying in a drug reaction that lasted for several hours.
Later, the death penalty was abolished because it was too cruel.
"Is that necessary?" Chen Zhao frowned.
A stable society rarely changes its laws or changes its behavior for some reason.
"This was a case from five years ago. At the time, it was a sensation. Although all kinds of evidence showed that the children had died in his hands, other than the body of the child that was found, the bodies of the other children were not found, and he was still unwilling to confess."
"Even so, it doesn't seem necessary, right?"
"Do you know where the child's body was found?"
Chen Zhao thought for a moment and then shook his head. "No."
"In his study, right in the middle of the room. Soaked in formalin, her organs removed. She's a girl less than five years old," Daly Moore said.
Chen Zhao's expression changed slightly.
"When we bought this house, we only heard that someone had died here. We didn't know much about it."
"So you moved in?"
Actually, it wasn't their fault.
With a cheap house, normal people wouldn't consider too many precautions that were beyond common sense.
"After we moved in, nothing happened in the first week. But one night, when Neil was eating dinner, he suddenly vomited. What he vomited wasn't food, but an indescribable white substance. We were scared and hurriedly sent him to the hospital, but the results showed that everything was normal. At the same time, we sent his vomit for testing. The results were very strange. The white substance was a mixture of liquid, protein, and tissue cells. It was like …"
"Like he ate a living thing and then vomited it out," Chen Zhao said.
The couple nodded heavily, but their expressions were very unnatural.
"But there was no tissue structure. The testing was also very strange. They couldn't find out what kind of organism the cells belonged to."
"And then?"
"Neil's behavior became more and more strange, especially at night. We often heard strange sounds."
Chen Zhao listened to the couple's narration like he was listening to a horror story.
The development was also like a horror story.
The child called Neil became more and more abnormal.
He did things that scared the couple.
For example, he killed Jerry, who'd grown up with Neil.
Another example was the destruction of all the furniture and decorations in his own room.
Moreover, what he had done was not something a child could do.
The day before things went completely out of control, Delymore visited Olette and found out what had happened to him.
That night, Dahlia Moore brought Navotz Singh over.
At first, Navotz thought that Neil was possessed by a demon.
However, after two rounds, he realized that Little Neil wasn't possessed by a devil.
He was a demon! Navotz Singh's magic injured Neil. The blood on Neil's body turned milky-white.
Just as Navotz was about to subdue Neil, he suddenly exploded with even more power. He injured Navotz Singh and escaped through the door.
Just then, Chen Zhao saw a seven or eight-year-old boy standing in the darkness opposite the door.
The boy was staring at the people outside without blinking.
This youth was obviously Little Neil.
However, Neil had a chilling smile on his face at the moment.
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