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Lucky customer!

My heart beats twice quickly.

How could I not be excited when I finally heard the words related to the live broadcast prompt?

Of course, the surface remains calm.

Xiong Fangang was obviously stunned when he heard Jie Baofang mention this.

"What lucky customer?" I asked.

"This apartment building will only be sold to the public after it is completely built. As long as you become a lucky customer, you can avoid all the expenses of buying a house, which is equivalent to getting a house for free." Xie Baofang explained.

"Is there such a good thing?"

"Of course there are conditions." Jie Baofang suddenly smiled bitterly, "Rather than calling him a lucky customer, it's better to call him a guilty customer."

"Only people who have done bad things get free houses."

"So, Yue Dongshan and his wife have told you about the bad things they have done? Aren't they rich enough to buy such a remote house?"

"The transplant operation cost a lot of money. Moreover, their sister-in-law knew about their conspiracy and asked them to hand over their house and money, otherwise they would be reported."

"When I had no house or money, I saw the advertisement for Wuyou City."

I still shook my head: "After their sister-in-law gets the house and money, she can still report them."

"I heard that their sister-in-law has disappeared since then. They did not go back to live in their original house, but came to Wuyou City to live a low-key life." Xie Baofang added.

"Isn't there more than one lucky customer?" I asked.

"Well, he is also a lucky customer." Xie Baofang tilted his head towards Xiong Fangang, "Not only them, but all the residents of this building are lucky customers."

"Even if what you said is true, why should Uncle Yuan tell you these secrets?" Xiong Fanggang was very doubtful.

"Because I am the former salesman of Wuyou City. It's just that I didn't know at the beginning that the conditions for becoming a lucky customer were all reviewed by Uncle Yuan."

"Later, I was assigned here by the company. Uncle Yuan told me these things intermittently. He said that he was old and hoped that I would be his successor and continue to guard this apartment."

I said, "Aren't you afraid of living with a group of criminals?"

Jie Bao looked bitter: "I have no choice. If I don't do this, he won't help me treat my illness."

Xiong Fanggang was even more surprised than me: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's none of your business, this is my private matter." Jie Baofang still didn't want to talk about it.

"How can we believe you if you don't tell us!" Xiong Fanggang was very dissatisfied, "Uncle Yuan fainted, you can make it up."

"You deliberately provoked me because I know more than you do. You were able to become a lucky customer because of your previous sneaky and abducted things."

"So what? At least it proves that this big brother and I are on the same side. Who do you think you are? Have you done anything bad?"

"You don't know me, how do you know what I've done?"

The two people argued quietly.

"Okay, that's enough!" I interrupted them, "You, go on."

"Where's him?" I pointed to another resident.

He was wearing long sleeves and trousers, but some blue and black marks could be seen where the cuffs were exposed.

Much like the Black Handprint.

I recalled the ghost stories Jie Baofang told me.

a family of three.

A man covered in handprints.

They all seemed to be residents of the building.

"He tortured his mother to death and wanted to get the inheritance as soon as possible. Unfortunately, his mother made a will in advance and donated the inheritance." Xie Baofang said.

"Where's the crazy woman next door to you?"

"She was originally a poor person. She was beaten by her husband every day, and her brain was not very good. The outbreak happened after she was beaten and had a miscarriage. She had always wanted to have a child. That day she lost control of her emotions and chopped her husband with a kitchen knife."

I said: "It seems like she was just defending herself, not a bad person."

"It's hard to say whether it's good or bad. She's completely crazy. She doesn't like other people's kindness. As long as she has the opportunity to enter other people's homes, she will smash things and even hurt people. She becomes like her husband."

"In other words, the people here are not good people."

"Except for the tenants, I don't know the tenants. They don't need to provide any information about themselves. They can rent just by paying." Jie Baofang smiled bitterly.

"So, this building should not be called Worry-free City, but Worry Building, or Sin Building."

By this time the chill in the hall had almost completely dissipated.

Seeing that Hong Ying had been silent for a long time, the other residents tentatively crawled out of the corner one after another.

"Leaving now?"

They all had expressions of disbelief, confusion and uneasiness on their faces.

This female ghost looked terrifying, but in fact, the thunder was loud and the rain was light. Except for Niu Liming and Uncle Yuan, who were tripped and fell unconscious by one of their own, no one else had any trouble at all.

"Did you really get scared away by that person?"

"It's impossible. This is the first time I've heard that people can scare away ghosts."

"I think they are picking people to target, and they will definitely not let us go so easily."

They were undecided and did not dare to come near me. Some were even considering whether to go back upstairs.

"Brother Bao, how can you prove the authenticity of your words?" I looked at Jie Baofang seriously.

"There is something in Uncle Yuan's room that can prove it."

"Go over and have a look."

I stood up and walked with him to the management room.

Xiong Fangang hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

Stepping over Niu Liming and Uncle Yuan who were unconscious on the ground, we walked into the management room.

It was very dark inside, with no lights on, but there were two candles lit on the altar table in the bedroom.

Jie Baofang walked over, opened a cabinet and rummaged through it.

The smell of incense ash filled the room.

The two candles glowed dimly, making the room very dark and gloomy.

Xiong Fanggang was obviously here for the first time, and he looked a little frightened.

"This is it."

Jie Baofang found a booklet.

"Their confessions, with handprints on them."

"Will they leave evidence of their crimes?" I took the book suspiciously. It was very old, the paper was yellowed, and the tentacles were very cold.

"You'll know when you open it and read it."

I opened the booklet, and there was no text in it. Each page was blank, except for a signature and a red fingerprint in the lower right corner.

The names are exactly the names of the residents.

"Every time someone dies in the building, Uncle Yuan pastes the page with their name on the wall. After burning incense, the name and fingerprints will disappear." Xie Baofang pointed to the white paper covering the wall.

"Is there such a thing?" Xiong Fanggang certainly didn't believe it. "It's a blank piece of paper, even if you make it up randomly, it's fine."

"If I want to make it up, I have to find a decent reason, right?" Jie Baofang glared at him.

I squinted my eyes.

"Who is Uncle Yuan?"

"I don't know. Everything I do is arranged by my boss. He knows about my illness. As long as I do what he says, Uncle Yuan will treat me."

"Your boss is very interesting. He built an apartment building specifically for criminals. But after the criminals moved in, they died one by one."

I touched my chin.

"What does he want to do? To do justice for heaven?"