BL, MTL | The Squeamish Beauty is Mistaken for a Heartthrob

Chapter 68: The time of death was exactly seven days ago

"Are you sure there is no vacant house?" The young man sat on a black leather chair, his black hair falling down his shoulders. There was a hint of evil in his beautiful facial features, and there was a red bean tied next to his wrist.

She was obviously very gentle, but her narrow eyes were dark and like a whirlpool.

King has his legs crossed and his posture is relaxed, which is very different from the bartender in the bar.

The landlord carefully held a stack of contracts and said, "Yes, the seventh floor has been sold or rented out. Maybe... you can look at other floors?"

"Really?" King smiled even more wantonly when he remembered that he learned that Xie Chen, Lin Peizhi, Jiang Yun, and Shen Wenshu all lived near Lin Yuxing, "But why didn't I see the A03 contract?"

His tone suddenly sharpened, and he slapped a stack of contracts on the table.

It was clearly lifeless, but extremely dangerous.

"How is that possible?" The landlord suppressed his fear and bent over to look at the contract on the table. "I remember that the head of the household's surname is Shen."

The strange thing is that no matter how much I rummage through it, I can't find Shen Wenshu's rental contract.

The landlord broke out in a cold sweat, "If you don't believe me, you can come with me and ask the neighbors for help."

However, the landlord stopped several people to ask. Everyone shook their heads in confusion when they heard Shen Wenshu's name, saying that they had never seen this person before.

The landlord was so worried that he was sweating profusely. He suddenly thought of something and took out his mobile phone, "Yes, rent, and rent. This young man pays my rent every month."

He was frantically trying to find evidence to prove Shen Wenshu's existence. After a while, his phone fell to the ground.

The landlord stood there, with a late-conscious chill creeping up his spine. He licked his dry lips, blinked slowly, and suddenly realized that he had never collected rent from A03 on the seventh floor.

Everything seems to be imaginary. For example, A03 on the seventh floor has no residents from the beginning to the end. For another example, there is no such person as Shen Wenshu in the apartment.

He is like a imaginary existence.

The landlord immediately turned pale and shrank back, "There is a ghost, there is a ghost. It must be the crazy woman on the seventh floor who is here to claim her life."

"I want, I want to find the master. Yes, I want to find the master." The landlord staggered, as if a ghost was chasing him, pressing the elevator button frantically.

The elevator didn't come for a long time, and he banged on the door vigorously, as if in a crazy state.

King frowned and grabbed the landlord's collar, "Who lived in A03 on the seventh floor?"

The landlord screamed and tried to run away, but was restrained by King. The fear made every fiber of his hair tremble. It wasn't until King pressed him against the wall and poured a glass of water on him that he barely woke up, but his face was still pale, "A03 on the seventh floor was sold to a family a long time ago, probably more than ten years ago. "