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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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The corridor returned to normal. The old lady looked at the opposite door and sighed with pity. "Lost the house and the child, no wonder she went crazy. Poor Xiao Jia."

Outside the building, the taxi driver heard the call being ended, and he still had not recovered from the shock.

"What is the meaning of this? Have I been dragged into a murder? What about the mention of mental illness?" The driver's mind was blank. He had just woken up and found his car parked at an unfamiliar place. He did not even know where he was.

With shaking hands, the driver called the cops and told them how he had been kidnapped.

Chen Ge rested outside the last classroom for a while before reentering the room. The dark winds had disappeared, and the bodies of the few mental patients were close to being transparent. However, they were still as ferocious as ever and refused to communicate.

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