Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“But Miss Torres, there’s no ice cream shop around here,” Ben said awkwardly.
“It’s coming soon!”
“What’s coming soon?”
“The old man who sells ice cream! Look!”
As expected, an ice cream cart appeared at the corner. An old man dressed in plain clothes was pushing the cart over. On the top of the ice cream cart were the words “Only pineapple flavor”.
Lauren had already run over and stood on her tiptoes to speak to the old man. She then returned with two popsicles.
One of the popsicles was stuffed into Franklin’s hand. It was ice-cold.
.
“Uncle, it’s not that I’m stingy and don’t want to treat you. I know that you’re allergic to pineapple, that’s why I didn’t buy it for you.”
“How did you know that he’s allergic to pineapple?”
“How did you know that I’m allergic to pineapple?”
The two men asked at the same time.
Lauren tilted her head and smiled, revealing her cute little dimples again.
“Because I’m very smart!”
What’s up with being a little cute! Could it be that I’m over obsessed with my sister?
Franklin once again fled in panic.
Perhaps Lauren was tired. After returning and having dinner at the Torres residence, she said that she wanted to sleep and closed the door.
But in reality, she was interrogating the little ghost from today!
In the room, Lauren was sitting on the bed, leaning against the pillow. On the chair opposite her was a ten-year-old teenager. He was dressed in rags and looked like a hooligan.
“The little ghost who uses a green shirt to harm people, I’ll call you Green Ghost!” Lauren was interrogating the teenager called Zane like a judge judging a case.
“I’ve already said that my name is Zane, not some Green Ghost,” the ten-year-old boy said with a stiff neck. His eyes were filled with disdain.
“Hmph, I’ve already tracked down that you’ve already caused the deaths of five people. Why did you do this?”
“None of your business!”
“You!” Lauren pouted angrily. Just as she was about to teach this little brat a lesson, the door was opened.
It was Franklin. He heard a sound coming from Lauren’s room, so he came in to take a look.
Everything was normal. Lauren was the only one in the room.
“Big brother!” Seeing that Franklin took the initiative to look for her, Lauren was extremely happy. She placed her finger behind her back and squeezed. Zane’s soul was once again sucked into the soul storage box.
Franklin walked to the window and checked whether the window was locked properly. Then, he pulled the curtains.
“Little fellow, I heard you talking just now.” Franklin leaned on the desk, his long legs lying casually.
“Yeah, I was talking to Zane just now.”
[System Divine Nine: Host, are you sure you want to expose your ability to Franklin?]
“Of course, big brother is my family, I would never lie to him.”
On the way back to the Torres residence this afternoon, she had already explained to Franklin why she wanted to go to Ben’s house and told him about her ghost hunting. Of course, Franklin did not believe her.
“Who is Zane?”
“It’s the bad person I caught today. No, it’s a bad ghost.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the soul storage box lying quietly on the bedside table suddenly moved and made a sound.
“Zane the bad ghost, I’m talking about you!” Lauren knew that Zane’s soul was resisting just now, so she turned her head and even made a face at the soul storage box.
Franklin looked at Lauren’s strange actions and began to be skeptical. He did not believe that there were ghosts in the world, but some of Lauren’s actions today were indeed suspicious…
After telling Lauren to rest early, Franklin returned to his room, but he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He was thinking about what had happened today.
The first strange thing was when Lauren warned him to be careful, which meant that she knew something bad was about to happen.
The second thing was the ice-cream cart today. How did Lauren know that the old man was about to appear with the ice-cream cart?
Lauren was sent to the church when she was half a year old. According to his understanding, she was only released today. Even Ben said that there was no ice cream to sell, so how could Lauren be more familiar with that place than Ben?
“Brother, I am a prophet. I can know what’s going to happen! It’s amazing!”
Franklin thought of Lauren’s words again.
Could it be that Lauren really had these unbelievable abilities? Then, was what she said today about catching ghosts also true? That little ghost called Zane…
Franklin didn’t know how he fell asleep, but he was awakened by Lauren’s crying.