"Close the door quickly." The woman seemed to know that she looked scary, and hurried into the inner room.

"Okay." Chen Ge did not lock the door completely, leaving a gap of a finger's width. He had already started thinking about his escape route before he even entered the house.

Standing in the living room with his bag on his back, Chen Ge looked towards the inner room. The woman was sitting on the bed, covered with a thin blanket. "The house is very messy, don't be disgusted, just sit anywhere."

The woman's house wasn't too messy, just a lot of medicine bottles scattered around. Chen Ge picked up one at random and took a look. It was all in English, and he could only recognize a small part of it.

"Don't touch my things." The woman whispered. She looked at Chen Ge with a hint of uncertainty in her eyes: "What's in your backpack? I don't think you're here to buy a house."

"Although the bag is torn, all my belongings are inside it." Chen Ge said casually: "The location of your house is very good, but the price needs to be discussed further."

"My house has great potential for appreciation in value. If I wasn't in urgent need of money, I wouldn't sell it at all." The woman's skin was an unhealthy white, which gave people a very strange feeling.

"Excuse me, what disease do you have? You need to buy a house to raise money." Chen Ge was not here to buy a house at all, but he started to ask questions right away.

"Cancer." The woman pointed to her face and said, "I've lost all my hair and eyebrows due to long-term chemotherapy."

"Sorry." Chen Ge didn't expect to get such an answer.

"I just hope I can live a few more days. People only think about living a few more days at this time." The woman sold the house to prolong her life. At first glance, it seems to be correct, but if you think about it carefully, there is always something wrong.

"Let's talk about the price."

The woman made a big concession and offered a price that was thirty percent lower than similar houses on the market.

"If you agree, I can take my documents and go through the relevant procedures tomorrow."

"I'm not trying to take advantage of you, the price you offer is a bit high." Chen Ge looked very conflicted as he wanted to put on a good show.

“Is this price still high?”

"I sympathize with your situation, but let's be honest. I've already inquired before I came here. Your house was haunted a few years ago, so it has never been sold." Chen Ge patted his backpack and said, "I'm a courageous person, and I'm really short of money, so I thought of selling your haunted house."

The woman knew she was in the wrong, so she asked again, "How much are you prepared to pay?"

“It’s one-tenth of the market price, and that’s all the money I have.”

"One tenth?!" The woman was so angry that she laughed: "You still say you are not taking advantage of the situation?"

"After all, that house was haunted. Buying a house is a major event in life. If I didn't have no money, I wouldn't buy a haunted house." Chen Ge completely put himself into his role. There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it after seeing the woman's situation. "How about we both take a step back. I know you're buying a house to save your life. I can borrow from friends and relatives, but the price you offered is too high. I really can't afford it."

Perhaps because the house had not been sold for a long time, the woman was desperate. She was silent for a long time: "One tenth is too little. My bottom line is half of the market price. If you are willing to take it, I will entrust the guarantee company to handle the formalities with you tomorrow. If you are not willing, forget it."

"Half..." Chen Ge lowered his head, seeming to be in distress.

"Don't listen to what others say. No owner has ever been injured in the community, so how could it be haunted?" The woman was half lying on the bed. She noticed that Chen Ge's tone had softened and began to persuade him.

"Don't lie to me. The security guard in your community told me personally that he saw a white shadow sneak into your house a few years ago, and the police later went there. You were not at home that night, so you may not know these things." Chen Ge followed the other party's words and began to slowly ask what he wanted to know.

“It’s my own house, how could I not know?” The woman sighed, a trace of struggle in her eyes: “Actually, I have never wanted to mention this. That white shadow is not a ghost.”

"Not a ghost?" Chen Ge's heart suddenly tightened. The whole thing might take an unexpected turn.

"Yes, that white shadow is my sister. She is a mental patient who was just taken out of the hospital." The woman looked painful and coughed violently a few times. "My sister did something wrong when she was very young. Her illness was discovered at that time. Since then, she has been locked up in a mental hospital and was not released until four or five years ago."

"Wrong? Is it serious?" The information about the woman's sister basically matched that of the patient in Room 2, so Chen Ge listened more carefully.

"It's very serious. That incident ruined her life." The woman felt sorry for her sister: "My sister's situation is quite special. She is a patient who needs to be isolated for treatment. There is a certain degree of danger. If she is discovered by the police, she may be forcibly taken away and put back in the hospital."

"So you hid her in your house?"

"My sister has recovered well after more than ten years of treatment." The woman's tone changed, as if this was an irrefutable question: "How many decades does a person have in his life? She suffered too much in the first half of her life. She should enjoy life and the happiness of being born as a human being."

Chen Ge always felt uncomfortable listening to the woman's words: "You hid your sister in your own home, but you didn't expect that she would run out and scare the neighbors. So this is the truth behind the haunted incident?"

"Yes, the so-called ghost stories are all made up by those people."

"So where did your sister go? You are seriously ill now, and she doesn't come to take care of you?"

"I don't know where she went. I haven't seen her since that night." The woman seemed a little helpless: "She is my only relative. Sometimes I go to Fanghuayuan to see her, hoping to wait for her."

"As a fellow wanderer, I understand your pain. If no one wants to buy it, you can keep your house for me first, and I will go to raise money tomorrow." Chen Ge said this sincerely, but what he was thinking about in his heart was to stabilize the woman temporarily, as he urgently needed to confirm another matter.

"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow." The woman took the initiative to end the conversation. She seemed a little tired and leaned weakly against the head of the bed.

"See you tomorrow." Chen Ge stood up and left with his bag on his back.

The moment the door of the apartment building closed, the expressions on the faces of the two people inside and outside the house changed.

Chen Ge stood there and typed the few English words he had memorized from the medicine bottle into his phone.

"Just as I guessed, this woman has a serious problem. The medicines in her room have nothing to do with cancer treatment. Most of them are drugs that promote wound healing and prevent allergies."

Chen Ge took a taxi to Fanghuayuan Community. On the way, he called Captain Li and told him about the situation at Xinkang Apartment.