Screenwriter Mystery

Chapter 118: The Curse of the Voodoo Doll

Huh, huh!

Inside the house, the [Voodoo Doll] swung the trident in his hand with a gust of wind, constantly poking at the surrounding air.

After playing wits with the air for a while, [Voodoo Doll] began to feel a little bored.

He threw the trident that was only the thickness of a toothpick in his hand, turned his round head made of wool, and the two red buttons representing eyes swept over everything on the table, and was quickly attracted by the tissue box.

Jumping on his chubby short legs, he ran to the tissue box in a hurry. [Voodoo Doll] looked up at the tissue box that was a bit huge compared to it. The snow-white napkins reflected in its red turned eyes, the ball of wool. The composed face actually inexplicably has a somewhat fascinated feeling in it.

Nodding her chubby woolen head, [Voodoo Doll] moved her short legs and short hands and was about to get up on the napkin box.

bang-

Suddenly, the sound from the back door made [Voodoo Doll] subconsciously lie down on the ground and enter the play-death mode.

"Be careful!"

Climbing in through the window, the bearded man looked at his accomplice who made a move recklessly, the expression under the mask immediately became a little distorted, and he lowered his voice and scolded.

"I did not do it on purpose."

Touching his head that was hit by the eaves of the window, the long-haired man gasped, but replied indifferently on his face.

"Besides, didn't it just confirm that the owner of the house went out, so even if there is a real disturbance, it won't be discovered."

Indeed, as the long-haired man said.

They sneaked in after seeing the owner of the house leave.

"Anyway, act quickly, God knows when the owner will come back."

However, out of prudence, the bearded man still reminded his accomplices, of course, whether the latter took his words to heart, it was not up to the bearded man to decide.

Touching the mask on his face, the bearded man took a deep breath and walked cautiously towards the living room of the house.

Even if it has been determined that there is no one at home.

However, the habit of 'professional' still prevented him from showing an upright appearance and walking around.

Following behind him, seeing the bearded man with a cautious look, the long-haired man pouted, his eyes under the mask swept over the arrangement of the house, and there was a trace of jealousy on his face.

"Why, these rich people can live in such a good house, but we can only stay in a broken apartment with no water and electricity."

Hearing the complaints coming from behind, the bearded man whispered back: "You have already explained the reason, they are rich, but we are poor."

"It's not fair."

"Actually it's fair, rich people make money to live in their houses, and we go into rich people's houses to make money."

Interrupting the chattering accomplice behind him with an impatient tone, the bearded man turned to look at him and said, "So, if you want to make money, just shut up and 'work'!"

His eyes met the stern eye contact under the mask of the bearded man. Although the long-haired man was still full of dissatisfaction, he closed his mouth and looked around at the living room. Voodoo Doll] attracted the past.

Looking at the [Voodoo Doll] lying beside the tissue box, the long-haired man's face under the mask couldn't help showing a bit of curiosity, and he was about to walk towards the dining table where the [Voodoo Doll] was.

"Come back, I've seen that place, it's just the living room, nothing of value!"

Just then, the bearded man stopped him.

"It seems that the owner of this house should put all the valuables on the second floor. Let's go up and take a look now."

Hearing the bearded man's words, the long-haired man stopped walking towards the dining table. He glanced at the [voodoo doll] on the dining table with some regret, but he also knew that 'work' was more important now, so he quickly followed the bearded man. The footsteps went up to the second floor of the house.

And just the second after the bearded man and the long-haired man left the living room, the [Voodoo Doll] who was lying motionless on the dining table suddenly twitched his short legs, and then it seemed like a 100-meter sprint He ran to the position of the trident and picked up his toothpick-sized weapon.

Holding a trident in one hand, [Voodoo Doll] turned his chubby woolen head, and his two button eyes were aimed at the stairs of the house.

There is no doubt that the two who appeared at home were not the masters in [Voodoo Doll]'s memory.

Since it is not the master, it means that he can curse them and make them unlucky.

Thinking of this, [Voodoo Doll] danced around the dining table with some excitement.

Bang!

It wasn't until the sound from the second floor that it reacted to the current situation.

He hurriedly waved the trident in his hand, drew a circle at the position on the second floor, and poked it a few times.

After all this was done, the appearance of the [Voodoo Doll] was visibly wilted to the naked eye, but the eyes of the pair of red buttons seemed to be sparkling, full of expectations.

"How many times have I said, be careful, be careful!"

On the second floor, in the bedroom, the bearded man shoved the valuables in the drawer into his pocket when he heard the sound from behind him, and immediately cursed in fury.

He was fed up with idiots like the long-haired man, and he wouldn't even bring each other to 'work' if they hadn't come out of the same block.

"I just wasn't careful, I knew there was a cup in this place."

In the face of the bearded man's scolding, the long-haired man knew he was wrong and could only defend himself in a low voice.

Looking down at the broken cup, he would kick it away by raising his leg at will, venting his inner dissatisfaction.

However, it was such an unintentional move that the long-haired man suffered a big loss.

Bang!

His shoes slipped and he fell to the ground.

"Ah, don't you take my words to heart..."

Hearing a series of noises coming from behind, the bearded man who was concentrating on his 'work' collapsed a little~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He turned his head angrily, but happened to meet the long-haired man who fell on the ground with a dazed face. eye contact.

Bearded man: "..."

Long-haired man: "..."

Long-haired man: "I was careless."

Bearded man: "I see it."

Bearded man: "Be careful."

Long-haired man: "Okay."

Confessing to the long-haired man who fell to the ground, the bearded man turned around to make room for him.

The latter got up from the ground with a blank expression on his face.

He lowered his head and looked at the glass that was still lying there quietly, as if making a silent mockery at himself, and raised his legs.

Then--

Bang!

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