People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

What a great goal...

Come to the door.

I saw a woman in a long skirt on the screen. She was in her early thirties, exuding a haggard look that could be felt through the screen.

A voice came from the intercom on the iron door: "I'm Winchester."

Melinda's voice was calm and powerful, and she said, "Hello, Mr. Winchester, my friend told me that you can handle some special things."

"Something special..." Geralt pondered for a moment, looking for something to do when he was idle.

"Please come in."

As the intercom came out again, the iron door clicked open.

The yard was full of flowers and plants, and it was obvious that someone had carefully taken care of it.

The house door opened.

The person who opened the door was a girl wearing a black and white maid dress. She stood sideways, her face filled with inexplicable joy.

Then came a dark haired teen.

Melinda guessed that the teenager was the "young master" the maid called him.

So...who is the Winchester with the calm voice?

"Hello, my name is Geralt Winchester."

"I'm Melinda Benjamin, hello Mr. Winchester?"

Geralt's voice was so similar to the "Mr. Winchester" on the intercom that Melinda couldn't believe it.

If so, then "Mr. Winchester" is too young.

"If you are referring to the 'Mr. Winchester' who spoke to you before, then yes." Geralt guessed what Melinda was thinking, it was nothing more than "too young" or something like that. I have met him once or twice, and I know him well.

Geralt continued: "Miss Melinda... is here, so why not talk about those 'special' things. Maybe I can help."

Yes, it's coming... Melinda thought to herself.

"Rebecca, make two cups of three-flower tea."

"Okay sir."

"Three-flower tea, a drink made with honeysuckle, chrysanthemum and jasmine as its main ingredients, can clear away heat and detoxify, and help you meditate." Geralt explained the three-flower tea to Melinda.

"Thank you, thank you." Melinda knew that she must have looked too haggard.

There is no woman who does not love beauty.It’s just that some people put “mother”, “daughter”, “wife” and other identities before “woman” in life.

Therefore, before complaining about your yellow-faced woman's slovenliness, first ask her if she is too tired, just like a wife before questioning her husband for being drunk, think about whether he is socializing for the sake of the family.

Melinda told her story from beginning to end.She noticed that Geralt was listening very carefully.

"Mrs. Melinda, I have a few questions that I need you to answer truthfully."

"no problem."

"Did you experience similar incidents before moving to Black Pine Town?"

"No...absolutely not." Melinda shook her head, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I don't have much courage at the moment. If I did, I would definitely remember it deeply."

"Logically speaking, when something like this happens, the first person to ask for help should be your family. In your description, the number of appearances your husband made...is a bit small."

"My husband is starting a business, which is not going well and is very hard. He is a staunch atheist and thinks that I am just hallucinating due to my inability to adapt to the new environment, so he asked me to see a psychiatrist." Melinda continued: "And It’s strange that as long as my husband is home, everything is fine.”

Melinda smiled bitterly, "Sometimes I also think that maybe I am just crazy."

Geralt shook his head and said:

"No. Mrs. Melinda, I assure you with my personal professionalism that you are not crazy. There is indeed something happening in your family that cannot be explained by science for the time being. This is my first judgment."

"From your description, I can feel its or their cunning, but its tricks just show that it is not strong enough to directly harm you and your family. Everything it has done before is to weaken your will , make you collapse, make you despair, and then take advantage of it.”

"Is that right?"

"That's right." Geralt looked at Melinda with encouraging eyes, "Mrs. Melinda, as long as your will is strong enough, it will be the weak one."

Hope gradually rose in Melinda's heart, "What on earth is it."

"Usually we call it 'weird' or 'malicious entity.' As for the specific type, I cannot make a direct judgment from a simple description, otherwise I would be irresponsible."

"Have you called the police?" Geralt asked.

Melinda nodded, then smiled bitterly, "It's good that they didn't think of me as a crazy woman."

It's useless for ordinary police to come, they don't care about this.

I can't control it even if I want to.

"What about the church? Most people trust the church more than other professionals," Geralt said.

"The church...my husband hates the church very, very much, and I don't know why." Melinda used three "very"s, "I secretly wore a cross and hid several idols. But...is it useful to ask the church for help? ?”

"Yes. Of course, an organization that has existed for tens of thousands of years has its reasons for existing. But..." Geralt said: "Don't expect the priests in Black Pine Town. They are only familiar with the Bible and are relatively good at deceiving... Well, they are eloquent. It’s just a good way.”

"Furthermore, the church's exorcism procedures are very cumbersome. First, they need to be reported at various levels, and then undergo strict medical examination to confirm that it is not a mental illness. Finally, priests with the ability to exorcise demons are dispatched from the headquarters or other places."

"The most efficient ones in the church are the Inquisition and the Knights Templar. However, the main responsibility of the Knights Templar is to defend the church headquarters and protect the pope, and do not move easily. The Inquisition...their goal is to eliminate heretics at all costs. Everything. Do you understand the price? Many times the target of exorcism is 'all costs'?"

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"5000 Baileys."

After Melinda was convinced, Geralt quoted an amount.

According to the guild's D-level standards.

Not too expensive.

But for Melinda, it was not a small sum, especially since she had just spent all her money to buy a house.

Melinda lowered her head and said nothing.

Geralt sighed and said, "Church exorcism is free, but first of all, distant water cannot save close fire. Secondly, 'free is the most expensive', have you heard of this saying?"

Gritting her teeth, Melinda opened her wallet in front of Geralt and poured out the steel.

I counted more than 3 beli in total.

……

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Geralt shook his head, "Miss Melinda, 5000 beli is not expensive. In fact, I am not short of money. Witcher is one of the most dangerous professions in the world. Any action, even the lowest level mission, will be dangerous." There is a possibility of facing fatal danger. Then..."

"Miss Melinda, should I work hard for strangers regardless of reward?"

"Why? Because you are pitiful?"

"You know, if I die, there will be people who are also grieving for my death. I am also a child that my parents love."

“Or do I have to do it just because I can do it?”

"In fact, even if the asking price is 1 or 2 Baileys, when you are desperate, you will sell your blood, sell your body, mortgage your house, and risk your life to get it together, right? After all, it is about your son."

"Think about it again, business cannot be done without righteousness."

There is no denying that there are some great people in the world who are willing to sacrifice themselves to save others.

There are such people among the witcher community, but they usually die quickly.Because the Witcher is a special profession.

"Special" with a particularly high mortality rate.

Once sensibility defeats reason, death has already marked your body, waiting for the opportunity to be harvested.

Geralt picked up the tea cup.

Then I remembered that there is no custom in this world of "bringing tea to guests".

Melinda gritted her teeth and took off the diamond ring from her ring finger, "This is my wedding ring. It's worth 2000 beli. I will redeem it, for sure."

"Okay." Geralt nodded.

Geralt took out two jars from the cabinet, "Today you and your son are staying in the hotel. One is filled with fire tree seeds and the other is filled with salt. Of course it is not ordinary salt."

Geralt handed the two jars to Melinda, "Mix the fire tree seeds and salt, and sprinkle them on the edges of the doors and windows. Watch carefully the next day to see if the salt has turned gray or black."

Melinda put the jar away like a baby and asked, "What if it turns gray or black?"

Geralt said: "It means that thing from your house has followed you."

As soon as these words came out, Melinda's face suddenly turned ugly.

Geralt comforted: "It's just a possibility. Besides, there are fire tree seeds and salt to protect you."

Melinda came out during her lunch break and had to go back to work.

Geralt suddenly thought of a question, "By the way, you just moved here a few months ago. Did you buy the house from the owner or through an agent?"

"Agent...Roman Agency."

"Oh."

Roman intermediary, haha, what a coincidence.

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At noon the next day, Melinda came to Geralt's house again.

Looks much better.

During this period, her sleep quality was extremely poor. She was half asleep and half awake, and she always felt like someone was talking in her ear.

I slept until dawn today.

Melinda had a little more confidence in Geralt, and she told Geralt that the salt had not changed color.

"Oh, I got it. Then I'll come to your house tonight and maybe we can solve the problem." Geralt said, "By the way, what does your husband say about taking your son to stay in a hotel?"

Mentioning her husband, Melinda's expression suddenly dimmed a bit, "He was very angry and we had a fight on the phone."

Geralt and Melinda agreed to go to her house at seven o'clock in the evening.

Melinda looked at Geralt expectantly, "Don't you have to stay in a hotel tonight?"

After thinking for a while, Geralt said: "Don't check out yet."

In case.

Send Melinda to the door again.

"Miss Melinda, don't worry, if the devil is real, so is the Holy Father."

"Thank you."

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At 6 p.m., the equipment was checked as usual.The difference was that the employer was present during this operation, and the Winster demon-hunting rifle was kept in a handbag for later use.

At 6:45, Geralt called Melinda and told her that they were leaving.

The two families were separated by only a few streets.A few minutes later, Geralt arrived at Birch Street, where Melinda's house was located.

Melinda heard the sound of the car's engine and walked quickly out of the house.His husband Robert followed behind, with a gloomy face and chanting, "There are no ghosts or gods in this world. Liars are all liars..."

"Mr. Winchester..."

Melinda was slightly taken aback. Geralt was dressed in black and had a thin windbreaker on - it was already mid-June. Young people love style and are not afraid of the temperature?

The windbreaker is to block the grenades hanging on the waist.

In the memory, Geralt had black hair and black eyes, but the Geralt who walked over had a pair of blue eyes.

"I must have remembered it wrong." In view of her mental state during this period, Melinda thought of a reasonable explanation.

"Mrs. Melinda." Geralt changed his title and looked at the middle-aged man next to Melinda.

The middle-aged man has a hooked nose and thin cheeks, and looks difficult to get along with.

"I am Robert Benjamin, Melinda's husband." Robert looked unkind.

"Geralt Winchester."

"Geralt, right? He's deceiving people at a young age. Does his family know that?"

Geralt remained calm and even smiled.

Melinda said anxiously: "Robert, Mr. Winchester is not a liar. Yesterday..."

Hearing his wife speak for Geralt, Robert became even more angry, "How much money have you been defrauded by him? And you still speak for him!"

"It's okay, Mrs. Melinda. In our industry, it's normal to be misunderstood. But Mr. Benjamin, just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It's best to have a little awe of the unknown." Geralt said politely Said: "Besides, you should know the state of your wife best. Even if it is fake, if it can have a placebo effect, it is worth it."

"It sounds nice, but it's not a lie." Robert still had a cold face, "I will keep an eye on you and expose your tricks."

"Oh, wait and see."

Robert did not notice that the ring finger of his wife, who had never taken off her wedding ring, was empty.

"Actually, there are signs of most weird events, but they are often ignored."

Geralt walked to a place with lush grass.

poke.

Under the dim light, two dead birds were lying underneath, emitting a foul smell.

Geralt walked under the wall and suddenly lifted up a stone slab.Exposing the densely packed centipedes underneath.

The largest one is as long as a chopstick and as wide as a thumb.

Melinda was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

At this time, Robert fell silent. After a while, he said harshly: "Anyway, I won't believe it unless Satan appears in front of me... Melinda, go back to your room and stay with Robbie, and don't come out."

The layout of Melinda's house is similar to that of Geralt's house. There is a living room, an open kitchen at the entrance, and a bathroom and utility room next to the stairs.

After the three of them entered the house, Melinda poured a glass of water for Geralt, said sorry, and then went to the master bedroom on the second floor to be with her son.

Entering the bedroom, son Robbie is reading a picture book.

Six-year-olds may not fully understand what is happening, but they can feel their parents' emotions.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Robbie looked at his mother worriedly.

Melinda felt warm in her heart and forced a smile, "It's okay."

After thinking about it, Melinda took out the remaining fire tree seeds and salt from the bag and sprinkled them on the edges of the door and window.After doing this, she hugged Robbie and said, "Can mom tell you a story?"

"Okay!" Robbie clapped his hands and said happily.

First floor living room.

Geralt was holding an instrument, like a compass, with a two-pointed pointer inside, one white and one red.

"Normally, humans cannot see ghosts with their naked eyes, unless the ghosts take the initiative. The thing on my hand is called a 'ghost-pointing needle', and it responds to the energy of the spirit body."

"Huh, I'm pretending to be cool."

Robert was right this time, the ghost pointing needle was just a fake.Geralt, who has the gift of psychic vision, doesn't need this kind of thing, he just uses it to bluff people.