I Scan a Haunted House, and the Police Line up and Knock on the Door

There are three rules in the business of cleaning haunted houses: don't ask about the cause of death, don't touch the belongings, and don't leave any photos. I violated Article 2. Because as soon as I put my hand on it, that thing will tell me what the last thing its owner saw before he died. A table, a cup, and half a burnt watch. In the past six years, I relied on these hands to clean every haunted house. Until that day, I saw a pair of hands that did not belong to the deceased on the windowsill of a house. The next day, the police came. On the third day, another batch came. They're not here to catch me. They lined up to ask me who closed that window. … My dad is a watch repairman and has been repairing watches in Nancheng Old Street for 40 years. He repaired watches all his life and finally burned himself in that shop. He left me a badge number K-07. There is a line written on the back: Your dad also received it back then.