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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 time between the choices being revealed and a decision being made was only several seconds. Chen Ge showed inhuman calmness. When Fan Chong finally caught up to his reasoning, Chen Ge had already controlled Xiao Bu to reach Room 1.

He used the cursor to click on the door, and the chat box read—'Your room card is unable to open this door. You leaned against the door and heard sighing coming from within.'

According to Fan Chong's description, the owner's father would die soon in Room 1. The old man probably knew the type of person that his son was and knew that his time was coming. Room 1 was locked, so Chen Ge did not stay for long. He rushed to Room 2, where a woman believed to be a lady of the night stayed.

He clicked on the room door, and this time, the door swung open without resistance. "Does this woman not lock her door when she sleeps?"

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