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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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My House of Horrors

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<p>The actual method of educating based on cases was not to praise the good and ignore the bad but to face the problem head on and come up with a suitable solution. Even though Chen Ge did not have any children, from a certain perspective, he was the leader of an entire Haunted House. Using different methods of communication with different employees to elicit their greatest passion was an ability possessed by a successful boss. After the Taekwondo member and Han Song joined the club, Chen Ge's group grew larger.</p>

<p>"Sir, actually, I didn't plan to kill Han Song. I merely wanted him to feel the pain of the victim to evoke the memory of his past self." Chen Ge did not want there to be a misunderstanding between him and the headmaster. "Our ultimate goal is to earn the school's approval; killing the students will obviously go against it.</p>

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