Touching the Abyss: My Landlord Can See the Souls of the Dead

"You are a detective." He stood inside the iron gate, wearing a white cardigan sweater, as if he could shine by himself. "You smell like a corpse." I had just returned from the scene where three bodies were found, and the smell of the place seeped into my coat. I stood at the door, holding an umbrella, silent for two seconds, and said, "I'm here to see the room." He stepped aside to let me in. As I crossed the threshold, he said behind me: "Five years, six months and three days." This time happened to be the time when the three victims died. His name is Jiang Yi, and he is my landlord. When I met him, he was only 18 years old. When I first met him, I never thought that he would be tied to my future years as a detective. He never thought that he could see dead people.