"Are you OK?"

Mel Gibson asked Downey worriedly.

After returning home last night, he immediately found someone to investigate, but the result was surprising-

First of all, Patrick Jane is a psychic master. He once solved a weird problem for the "Titanic" crew, so he was highly praised by producer Jon Landau;

Secondly, in this house in Burbank, there have indeed been three murders before. Patrick Jane’s "Haunted House" was not fabricated out of thin air.

This makes Mel Gibson really worried.

Although this stubborn Australian man doesn't believe much in ghosts and gods, he is worried about other problems.

He rushed over early today.

However, from the current point of view, apart from not sleeping well, Downey hasn't encountered anything too special.

"In fact, it can't be regarded as nothing happened."

Downey is a little embarrassed and authentic,

"Last night, there were some strange noises in the room, in a vague room, I even saw people shaking, but you know Mel, you often have various hallucinations when knocking on medicine, so—"

"So you subconsciously thought it was an illusion, so you didn't care!?"

Mel Gibson didn't know what to say.

Downey scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Yes. I felt that way last night, but when I woke up this morning, I felt something was wrong again-after all, I didn't get high last night."

"this……"

Mel Gibson was stunned, but considering the identity of the house owner Patrick Jane, he didn't know whether this was a real ghost or a strange trick arranged by the other party.

In the end, the Australian man could only pat Downey on the shoulder.

"It's fine... By the way, since you are not scared by the haunted house, what's the situation with this yawning look!?"

"...I'm a little addicted."

"Stop it for me!"

Mel Gibson didn't mean it.

*********

The Australian man didn't know that his good brother Downey didn't just hear a strange noise last night.

In fact, Downey had a nightmare last night. That nightmare seemed to be Downey’s past and future--

Acting, knocking drugs, being arrested, withdrawing, and constantly looping, until he was finally penniless, living on the street, and finally dying under the torment of cold wind and drug addiction.

This dream was so real that after Downey woke up, he couldn't distinguish between reality and dream for a while.

However, this dream also strengthened Downey's goal of detoxification-after all, dying so alone was not the end result he wanted.

It's just that, because Downey had said similar things to friends who cared about him too many times before, he now feels that there is no point in saying such things.

Just secretly made up his mind.

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Downey didn't know that the unusually real dream was actually a spell cast by Charlotte.

After all, as early as when he had just crossed into this world, Charlotte could use the ant nest to cast the magic of weaving dreams, and now it is nothing to create an illusion for Downey.

Of course, Charlotte didn't expect a dream to enlighten Downey.

After all, drug addiction is not a one-time life choice.

This can be said to be a struggle that will last a lifetime, and a temporary rise will not solve the fundamental problem.

Charlotte used this spell only to allow Downey to be more correct in order to cooperate with him.

On the contrary, because Downey was used to the hallucinations caused by taking drugs, and ignored some of his small arrangements in this haunted house, Charlotte was a little depressed——

He had originally planned to take the opportunity to see the embarrassing scenes of the future "Iron Man", but now it seems that he has no chance.

However, this will not affect his real treatment of Downey——

"Are you ready, Mr. Robert Downey Jr.?"

Charlotte, no, it should be said that Patrick Jane asked Downey in a tone of "Please tell me your last words."

This tone made Donny swallow uncontrollably.

——If he can choose from his heart, Downey may choose to escape. After all, Patrick Jane, the "psychic master", behaves a bit scary.

But now, it doesn't make much sense to back down.

Downey nodded slightly.

"Then, please stand on the chair over there!"

Patrick Jane pointed to a chair in the corner of the room.

Downey turned his head to look, his pupils shrank suddenly.

——On the top of the chair, a knotted noose hangs impressively!

"This... Patrick—"

Downey is a bit dry and authentic,

"Aren't you going to let me hang myself?"

"That's not it."

Patrick Jane shrugged.

"I just want to ask you to experience the feeling of death up close-you know, life and death feelings can help people feel repented and get rid of drugs and addictions."

"...Well, it sounds like a little bit of truth."

Downey hesitated, then glanced at Mel Gibson and Judy Foster who had just arrived, and finally nodded.

He walked to the edge of the chair, stepped onto the chair, and then reached out and grabbed the noose in front of him.

"Then what?"

Downey asked.

"Then stretch your neck into the noose."

"Hey!!"

"This is also part of my treatment!"

Patrick Jane emphasized ~lightnovelpub.net~Okay! "

At this point, Downey no longer struggled.

He stuck his head into the noose obediently—like a desperate man who was committing suicide.

Patrick Jane on one side, no, Charlotte nodded.

"Please close your eyes!"

Downey obeyed.

Then--

Charlotte jumped to Donny's side with a stride and kicked down the chair he had added.

"what!!!"

The scream came from Judy Foster on one side.

This time is not a negotiated trust.

The young lady did not expect that Charlotte was going to kill Downey directly.

Mel Gibson on one side was even more frightened.

From just now, he felt that something was wrong. But under the influence of a strange atmosphere, he never said anything to stop it.

However, seeing that the chair under Donny’s feet was kicked over, hanging in mid-air like a hanged person struggling, he finally couldn’t help it—

The Australian tough guy roared and wanted to rush to rescue his good brother.

Who knows, let his beard break, his feet are still motionless.

"How is this going!!?"

Mel Gibson yelled, half astonished, half horrified.

And Charlotte, who was standing next to Downey, laughed loudly--

"Relax, Robert Downey Jr. will not die here!"

While talking, he also patted Downey's body with his hands, as if joking.

However, with Downey hanging in the air next to him, his face suffocated, his hands and feet struggling constantly, like a dying spider, what he said just now was a bit lacking in persuasiveness.

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