The third drawer couldn't be opened no matter how Chen Ge pulled it out, he tried to pull out the top two drawers completely, wanting to see what was in the drawer from above.

But to his disappointment, the middle of the drawer was deliberately separated by a wooden board, so that it could not be seen at all.

"The house is cleaned up, I don't want to mess up here, if you can understand me, it's better to come out yourself."

It wasn't the first time Chen Ge had threatened a ghost, although he didn't know if it would be useful to do so.

Grabbing the edge of the drawer again, he used all his strength, but the drawer seemed to be stuck in something.

"Xu Yin!"

Chen Ge summoned Xu Yin, and one person and one ghost grabbed both sides of the drawer.

As Xu Yin began to exert force, the wound on his body broke open again, and blood slid down his pale arm, dripping onto the edge of the drawer.

The drawer, which could not be opened, slowly loosened.

"Keep it up!"

Xu Yin didn't have any reservations, he would do whatever Chen Ge asked him to do.

One after another the wounds were cracked, the blood stained the red clothes, Xu Yin's face was hideous, and his hands were full of his own blood: "It hurts!" ”

The tightly knit drawer was finally opened a finger's width, and Xu Yin's power seemed to be able to affect the contents of the drawer.

The blood flowed out, and the drawer was pulled out by Xu Yin little by little, and when it was about half a palm wide, several human hands suddenly stretched out from inside the drawer!

There were men and women, all of whom looked different, and they seemed to want to stop Chen Ge and close the drawer again.

Caught off guard, Chen Ge and Xu Yin both let go of their hands, and the drawer slammed shut again.

"Why do you bother?" Chen Ge stopped Xu Yin, who was about to continue to open the drawer, and picked up the skull crusher hammer: "I'm also for your good, after all, we may work together in the future." ”

"I hope you think about it, I could have smashed the table with violence, or burned everything with fire, and then slowly searched through the wreckage, but I didn't do that, I am a very kind person in my bones, you can ask my friends about this."

Chen Ge squatted next to the drawer, not afraid of any more strange things coming out of the drawer, he grabbed the drawer handle: "This drawer is my thing, and now I just want to get it back." ”

Slowly straining his fingers, Chen Ge tried to pull the drawer: "I won't take tonight's encounter to heart, although you have deceived me repeatedly, you don't really want to kill me, you should just want to scare me away." In fact, there is no need for you to take such a way, I am a more reasonable person, I can say anything, and everyone will discuss and solve it together. ”

After speaking, Chen Ge's free hand raised the skull crusher hammer: "Just like now, you have nowhere to escape, and sooner or later you will have to face me, it is better to let down your guard and let us have a good talk." ”

The closed drawer trembled slightly, as if the ghosts living inside had a disagreement, and after more than ten seconds, the originally closed drawer actively bounced out by one centimeter.

"Yes, there is understanding, and there are materials that can be made!"

Chen Ge took out the third drawer and put it on the table, and there were only a few handmade comic booklets.

"This is the painter himself?"

The notebook said that no publisher wanted to publish the cartoonist's works, and in his era, physical publishing should be the only way out.

"So many ghosts came out of this pamphlet?" Chen Ge thought back to what happened tonight, and vaguely understood something, and he opened the comic book made by the cartoonist himself.

The painter's style of painting is realistic and looks very weird, and it is no wonder that few people are willing to publish his comics, and it is a bit frustrating to look at them a few more times.

The whole comic is composed of five short stories, the protagonist of the first story is a gambler, who is tall and thin, with sunken eyes, and looks exactly like the tall and thin man Chen Ge has seen before.

The gambler was born into a single-parent family, his father never met, and his mother brought him up.

He didn't have a good education, he didn't have anything to do all day long, he was good at gambling, and he was still a bachelor in his thirties, living in his mother's house.

For him, life doesn't mean anything, it's just living.

But when he was thirty-seven years old, his peaceful life was shattered, and his mother, who had been taking care of him, fell seriously ill, and his mother's hard-earned savings were quickly spent.

His mother wanted to give up the treatment, but the gamblers disagreed, so he sold everything in the family and ended up with only the old house.

My mother is still a lot of money short of the operation, and even if the operation is successful, it will be impossible to do heavy work in the future.

He thought about it and began to borrow from usury.

The operation went well, but the money owed had multiplied several times, and the debt collector came to the door and forced the gambler to sell his mother's house, and the gambler said to let him think about it overnight.

The next day, the debt collector came to the gambler with the notary, and everyone was stupid when he pushed the door open.

On top of the round table was a basin full of blood, and the gambler's left hand was cut off, and he stood at the table with a kitchen knife in his right hand.

He said that he had never done anything for his mother, and now that his mother is unable to do heavy work after the operation, he will not know where he will live in the future if he does not have this house.

So he won't sell this house, if outsiders insist on robbing it, then he will use his life to pay off the debt.

All the IOUs were signed by him, and he rushed out of the room with a kitchen knife, and no one dared to stop him, so he could only watch him run to the eighth floor and jump down.

The gambler died instantly, but the hand he cut off was somewhere hidden.

The protagonist of the second story is an English teacher who is doing an internship, and the landlady rents her the living room and a large bedroom, and she only lives in a small bedroom.

After the old lady's son left, she was in a trance, and the English teacher took care of her as her own mother.

The two slowly got acquainted, and everything was going in a good direction.

Female teachers have to make up lessons for students in the evening and come back late. The old lady will prepare meals in advance and put them on the table, she is old, and she is not in good health, so she usually goes to bed very early.

The female teacher was afraid that she would come back and open the door and disturb the old lady's rest, so she would ask the old lady to close the door when she was sleeping.

One day, the female teacher came back very late, she didn't expect that someone had already been eyeing her, and as soon as she entered the corridor, someone rushed out and covered her mouth and nose.

She struggled frantically, and fought with the murderer in the corridor, the murderer didn't expect her to resist so fiercely, in order to prevent the female teacher from making a sound and attracting the attention of others, the murderer covered her mouth and nose and took out a knife to kill her.

The body could not be dumped in the corridor, so the murderer took the female teacher back to his rented room and disposed of the body.

There was no word all night, and the body was found the next day by the old lady in a drawer in her room.

The killer was arrested five days later, but the old man's illness worsened, and with the help of the community, she was admitted to the hospital.

At this time, the house ushered in a third tenant, a real estate salesman, who is the protagonist of the third story in the comics.