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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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"They are indeed different from normal criminals. They have a purpose, and they're more insane." Chen Ge was reminded of a story he had heard while he was at the ghost stories society. "The bunch of crazies once drowned a middle-aged man to help cure one of their partners' illness."

"Killing for the purpose of curing an illness?" Captain Yan could not believe it.

"The patient was abused since she was a child; her father forced her head into the water many times. Curses and threats, claiming he was going to drown her. This left a mental scar that couldn't be forgotten. After she grew up, she had an irrational fear of water. Even when she drank normal water, she felt like it was suffocating her soul. Other patients thus drafted this treatment for her. It was to deal with the source of the fear. From their perspective, she wasn't afraid of water but her own father."

Linjiang New Schistosomiasis Control Station