Chen Ge nodded and did not refuse: "Let's drive."

"Thank you." Huang Ling was soaking wet and sat in the main driver's seat: "My home is not far from here, it only takes ten minutes to get there."

The car lights came on, and Huang Ling drove the other people through the rain and headed off into the distance along the road.

No one spoke along the way; everyone was thinking about their own things.

At one o'clock in the morning, the car arrived at the residential area where Huang Ling lived. It was in a very remote location, very close to Liwan Town.

"The city was planning to vigorously develop the eastern suburbs, but later on, for some unknown reason, the plan was abandoned. As a result, a large area of ​​half-built buildings was left behind, and the original residents moved away one after another due to transportation, life and other reasons." Huang Ling drove the taxi directly into the community. There was not a single light on in the huge community. It felt like entering a ghost town: "When Jiujiang's eastern suburbs were preparing to build a new district a few years ago, the housing prices were frighteningly high. Now there is only a mess, and there are residents like us who have been cheated."

Through the conversation, Chen Ge finally understood the woman's past. She and her husband used all their savings to buy a house in the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang a few years ago.

At the beginning, the two were ecstatic because they had grabbed a house in the eastern suburbs, and they were waiting for the new district in the eastern suburbs to be built and the house to appreciate in value.

But who knew that not long after, the developer delayed the delivery of the houses due to problems such as lack of funds and debt disputes.

In order to buy a house, the young couple spent all their family savings and owed a lot of foreign debts. They joined forces with other owners to ask the developer for an explanation, but the other party kept delaying until now.

The project was inexplicably stopped, and the house they bought with all their savings became an unfinished building that could not be occupied. The couple could only make ends meet by renting a house.

Life is not easy. During this period, her husband was in a car accident. Now Huang Ling basically supports the family alone.

"We're here. This is it." Huang Ling stopped the car and hurried upstairs with her bag. Chen Ge and Xiao Gu followed behind.

Only the lights on the first floor of the residential building were working properly. The walls were black, apparently due to moisture, and a faint musty smell was floating in the corridor.

"Jia Ming!" Huang Ling came to the fourth floor, opened the door with the key, and shouted into the house. She was extremely scared and worried that what she was afraid of would come true.

Looking at the panicked Huang Ling, Chen Ge and Xiao Gu did not say a word. In their opinion, since Huang Ling's husband would call at that time and knew that the car was full of ghosts, it meant that he was most likely dead and turned into a ghost.

Huang Ling couldn't get the key into the keyhole for a long time, and her hands were shaking with anxiety, but at this moment a man's voice was heard in the room.

"Why did you come back just now? Where did you go so late at night? I'll call your company leader..." The door opened from the inside, and a haggard man with a limping leg appeared in front of Huang Ling.

"Jia Ming?!"

Huang Ling was very excited when she saw the middle-aged man. She reached out to hug him, but the middle-aged man dodged her without leaving a trace: "Your clothes are soaked. What on earth have you been doing?"

"I'll tell you later. I just hope you're okay. I was really scared today." Huang Ling choked up and said, "I'm going to change my clothes first. These two are my lifesavers. I'll drive them home later."

Huang Ling entered the house, and the lame man was blocking the door, with no intention of letting Chen Ge and Xiao Gu come in and sit down.

Chen Ge and Xiao Gu outside the door also felt strange when they saw the lame man. How could he have called Huang Ling when he was alive and well? How did he know that the No. 104 bus was full of ghosts?

"Your wife met a bad guy, and we two bravely saved her." Chen Ge glanced inside the house. The room was very tidy. This man was a typical househusband, and there was nothing strange about him.

"Hey! Where are you looking?" The man was very wary of Chen Ge.

"It's okay. Can you lend me your phone? My phone is out of battery and I want to report to my family that I'm safe." Chen Ge said calmly.

"Then you wait here." The lame man walked into the room and handed his cell phone to Chen Ge.

"Thank you." Chen Ge casually flipped through the call records. The man did call the woman several times tonight, but all the calls were unsuccessful.

Wasn't it him who called?

Chen Ge pretended to send a few messages, then fanned out the records and returned the phone to the middle-aged man.

Huang Ling had already changed her clothes in the room. She exuded a mature and intellectual beauty in her casual clothes: "Husband, you stay at home. I'll send them back. This is what I promised them before."

"No!" The lame man refused without a second thought: "It's past one in the morning. I'm worried about you going out with them. Let them take a taxi. We'll pay for it."

"It's raining so hard outside, where can we find a taxi?" Chen Ge looked at Huang Ling with a stern face: "What do you think?"

Huang Ling hesitated for a moment, but finally walked out of the room: "Husband, the situation is quite complicated. I will tell you in detail when I come back."

"You can't go anywhere tonight! You want to run out at one or two in the morning? Are you crazy?" The lame man reached out to grab Huang Ling's arm, but was stopped by Chen Ge.

The man was obviously a little afraid of Chen Ge, and spoke with a lack of confidence: "What do you want to do?"

Holding the backpack in one hand, Chen Ge's pupils gradually narrowed as he stared at the lame man's face: "I am a very reasonable person. I fulfilled her request. If she doesn't fulfill her promise to me, don't blame me for being rude."

The atmosphere was a little tense. Finally, after Xiao Gu and Huang Ling persuaded him at the same time, the lame man snorted coldly and reluctantly agreed.

"Don't mind me, my husband is a little narrow-minded, he's like this all the time." Huang Ling handed the umbrella and towel to Xiao Gu: "I didn't thank you properly in the car before."

"It's okay, I understand." Xiao Gu took the towel with a silly smile and wiped his face.

"Don't waste time, both of you. Let's go downstairs first." Chen Ge walked downstairs expressionlessly without saying a word during the whole process.

Walking out of the corridor, Chen Ge sat in the passenger seat of the taxi. He unzipped his backpack, reached into the bag and grabbed something.

Huang Ling finally put her worries to rest after she saw that her husband was fine. Only after losing something can one appreciate it. She decided not to quarrel with her husband anymore and live a good life.

The taxi started and drove into the rain. Chen Ge, who had remained silent, finally spoke.

"Huang Ling, have you noticed that your husband has become different since a certain period of time?"

Raindrops hit the car window. Huang Ling listened to Chen Ge's words and thought carefully for a while: "Nothing is different? What's wrong?"

Chen Ge paused for a moment and slowly said, "I suspect that man is not your husband."