Around 7:30 PM, the policewoman finally gave us a call. She asked for the address and headed over.

In the meantime, Li Mazi also arrived; Ru Xue was with him.

I told Li Mazi what the whole situation. He pondered for a while then asked, “Who is the owner of that opium pipe? Could it be some famous guy in ancient times who died due to opium?”

“I’m not sure, but I find it unlikely. People who died due to opium would be high and elated before their deaths. As they didn’t have a violent death, it would be hard for them to become evil spirits.”

Li Mazi nodded in agreement.

Shortly after, the policewoman arrived. She pinched her nose as she walked into Chen Changsheng’s apartment. “This old residential building should have been demolished already. Why is someone still living here?”

Chen Changsheng was flustered. “Although this building looks old, it’s really sturdy. It’s not a problem to live here.”

The policewoman rolled...