I Handled the Title Transfer for a Haunted House

Chen Mo had spent three years as a realtor specializing in haunted houses and owed 193,600 yuan. His first listing was Unit 404 in Qinghe Estate, with an eighty-thousand-yuan commission. The day he entered, the television was on, though it wasn't plugged in. Three place settings sat on the coffee table. A woman whispered in his ear, "Don't turn it off." This line of work had rules: houses didn't recognize people, only paperwork. Once your name was on the registration, you had to live by the rules inside. There were only three ways to survive: rewrite the script, replace the cast, or tear the whole stage down. He chose the third. Then, in a file from twelve years ago, he saw his father's name.