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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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Releasing his grasp on the old man's hand, Chen Ge straightened out the bedsheet for him and walked out of the room. Doctor Gao and Ol' Wei were waiting outside. When they saw Chen Ge, they walked forward. "Is the old gentleman asleep?"

"Yes." Chen Ge looked at the two, and his gaze lingered longer on Doctor Gao. "Why are the two of you here?"

"It's still about that memory loss." Ol' Wei sounded frustrated. "Ever since our return from the village, I've been receiving therapy from Doctor Gao to try to bring the memory back."

"Doctor Gao is helping you with the memory loss?"

"He's the best psychiatrist at Jiujiang, and he's familiar with criminal psychology. We've worked with him several times already." Ol' Wei seemed familiar with Doctor Gao. "However, before this, I was bringing others to come see him. Who knew the day would come when I'm the one who needs treatment?"

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