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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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"So simple?" Han Qiuming and the few workers from Tian Teng Medical School were in disbelief. The tape recorder was quite huge, and it should not have been too hard to find.

"Boss Chen, you're not kidding, right?" Ye Xiaoxin pulled out her notes. She had reviewed many Haunted Houses, and this was the first time she had come across such an interesting challenge.

"The tape recorder is from Tian Teng Medical School anyway, so I shall make use of this chance to return it to you." Chen Ge locked the forms inside the cupboard. He had a feeling that he might need them soon.

"You've given up so early?" Han Qiuming seemed to be rather disappointed.

"This way please." Chen Ge ignored him and led the group to the entrance of Night of the Living Dead.

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