No matter how hard Chen Ge tried, he could not open the third drawer. He tried to pull out the top two drawers to see what was inside them.
To his disappointment, the drawers were separated by wooden boards, so he could not see anything.
"The room is very clean, and I don't want to mess this place up. If you can understand me, you'd better come out on your own."
This was not the first time Chen Ge had threatened a ghost, even though he had no idea whether it would work or not.
He grabbed the edge of the drawer again, and he used all his strength, but the drawer seemed to be stuck.
"Xu Yin!"
Chen Ge summoned Xu Yin, and the two of them gripped the sides of the drawer.
As Xu Yin exerted his strength, the wounds on his body opened again. Blood slid down his pale arms and dripped on the edge of the drawer.
The drawer that could not be opened started to loosen.
"Try harder!"
Xu Yin did not hold back. Whatever Chen Ge told him to do, he would do.
The wounds opened, and blood dyed his shirt red. Xu Yin's face was twisted, and his hands were covered in his own blood. "So painful!"
The tightly-sealed drawer was finally pulled open by a finger. Xu Yin's strength seemed to be able to affect the things inside the drawer.
Blood leaked out, and the drawer was slowly pulled open by Xu Yin. When it was about half a palm wide, several human hands suddenly reached out from inside the drawer!
There were men and women, and they looked different. They seemed to want to stop Chen Ge and close the drawer.
Without warning, Chen Ge and Xu Yin both let go, and the drawer closed with a bang.
"Why are you doing this?" Chen Ge stopped Xu Yin, who was about to open more drawers, and picked up the hammer. "I'm doing this for your own good. After all, we might be working together in the future."
"I hope that you will consider it carefully. I could have used violent means to smash the table into pieces, or I could have used fire to burn everything and slowly searched through the wreckage, but I didn't do that. I'm a very kind person. You can ask my friends about this."
Chen Ge squatted down next to the drawer. He was not afraid that something strange would crawl out from the drawer. He grabbed the drawer's handle. "This drawer is mine. I just want to take it back."
Chen Ge's fingers slowly tightened as he tried to pull the drawer open. "I won't take what happened tonight to heart. Even though you have lied to me time and time again, you didn't really want to take my life. You probably just wanted to scare me away. Actually, you don't have to use this method at all. I'm a reasonable person. If there's anything, you can say it and we can discuss it together. "
Then, Chen Ge's free hand raised the hammer. "Just like now, you have nowhere to run. You'll have to face me sooner or later, so why don't you lower your guard and let us have a good talk?"
The closed drawer shuddered slightly like the ghosts living inside were having a disagreement. After about ten seconds, the closed drawer bounced outwards by one centimeter.
"Not bad, you're very perceptive. You have potential!"
Chen Ge took out the third drawer and placed it on the table. There were a few handmade comic books inside.
"Did the artist make these himself?"
According to the notebook, no publisher was willing to publish the artist's work. In his era, physical publishing was the only way out.
"So many ghosts crawled out from this booklet?" Thinking back to what happened that night, Chen Ge understood something. He flipped through the comic book that the artist had made himself.
This artist's drawing style was more realistic, and it looked very strange. It was no wonder that so few people were willing to publish his comics. A few more glances would make one feel weak.
The comic was made up of five short stories. The main character of the first story was the gambler. He was tall and thin, with sunken eyes. He looked exactly like the tall and thin man that Chen Ge had met before.
The gambler was born into a single-parent family. He had never met his father, and it was his mother who raised him.
He did not have a good education. It was one thing to do nothing, but he was a gambling addict. He was still single at his mother's house when he was in his thirties.
For him, there was no meaning to life; he was just living.
However, when he was thirty-seven, his peaceful life was shattered. His mother, who had been taking care of him, fell seriously ill, and the savings that his mother had saved up were soon depleted.
His mother wanted to give up treatment, but the gambler did not agree. He sold everything in the house, and the only thing left was the old house.
His mother needed a lot of money for her surgery. Even if the surgery was successful, she would not be able to do any heavy work in the future.
He thought about it and started to borrow money from loan sharks.
The surgery went smoothly, but the money owed had multiplied. The debt collector came to the gambler's door and forced him to sell his mother's house. The gambler said he would give him one night to think about it.
The next day, the debt collector came with the notary office to find the gambler. When they opened the door, everyone was shocked.
There was a basin on the round table, and it was filled with blood. The gambler's left hand was chopped off, and his right hand was holding a cleaver.
He said that he had not done anything for his mother. Now that his mother could not do any heavy work after her surgery, if he lost the house, he did not know where he would live in the future.
Therefore, he would not sell the house. If someone insisted on taking it from him, he would use his life to pay the debt.
He was the one who signed all the IOUs. He raised the cleaver and rushed out of the room. No one dared to stop him. They could only watch as he ran to the eighth floor and jumped down.
The gambler died on the spot, but the hand that he chopped off was hidden somewhere.
The main character of the second story was an English teacher who was doing her internship. The landlady rented the living room and a large bedroom to her, and she only lived in a small bedroom.
After the old lady's son left, she was still in a daze, so the English teacher took care of her like she was her real mother.
The two slowly got to know each other, and everything was going in a good direction.
The female teacher had to tutor students at night, so she came home late. The old lady would prepare dinner and place it on the table. She was old, and her health was not good, so she usually went to bed early.
The female teacher was afraid that she would disturb the old lady, so she would remind the old lady to close the door before she went to bed.
One day, the female teacher came home very late. She did not expect someone to have their eyes on her. Once she entered the stairwell, someone rushed out to cover her mouth and nose.
She struggled madly and got into a fight with the killer in the stairwell. The killer did not expect her to resist so fiercely. To prevent the female teacher from making any noise and attracting other people's attention, the killer covered her mouth and nose and took out a knife to kill her.
Since the body could not be disposed of in the stairwell, the killer took the female teacher back to her rented room and disposed of the body.
The night passed uneventfully. The old lady found the body inside the drawer the next day.
The killer was arrested five days later, but the old lady's illness worsened. With the help of the community, she was admitted to the hospital.
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