"Didn't I already tell you about the problem with the house when I checked out," the glasses graduate student said, looking at Lao Chen, "Why do you still ask?"

"Yes, yes, we want to ask again..." Lao Chen said with a smile.

"Okay," the glasses graduate student nodded, "Actually, I quite like that house. It's very close to the subway station and the house is relatively quiet. I was very comfortable when I was designing the artwork there, but..."

Speaking of which, I noticed...

The male student frowned, as if recalling something unpleasant: "Maybe I'm too suspicious, and I always feel there is a sound in the bedroom..."

I originally wanted to ask him if it was because of the noise coming from upstairs, but I remembered that Lao Chen said that the house seemed to be a bungalow with a small courtyard, and there was no upstairs.

So, I quickly changed my question and asked, "Can you tell what kind of sound it is?"

When I asked this question, the graduate student's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly. He lowered his head and thought for a long time before replying: "It sounds like...like the sound of nails scratching the floor..."

The sound of nails scratching the floor?!

To be honest, when I heard him describe it like this, the back of my head hit me and I felt numb instantly!

His description is really strange!

I originally thought that the sound coming from the bedroom was some kind of cracking sound, or the sound of marbles bouncing. After all, these sounds are very common, and I have heard them myself.

but……

Scratching the floor with your nails, what kind of sound does it make?

If it were scratching the wall with fingernails, that would make sense, but how could nails scratch the floor? Could it be that there was something lying on the floor?

hiss……

It’s really scary just thinking about it!!!

Lao Chen was not as sensitive as I was. He seemed to not take the graduate student's words seriously and continued to ask, "It's just the strange noises in the bedroom. Are there any other places?"

The spectacled graduate student shook his head: "The strange noises only came from the bedroom. I didn't pay attention to other places. Moreover, they were mainly late at night... I like to work late at night because it is quieter and allows me to concentrate on drawing.

, that sound usually appears after 12 midnight, but not at other times..."

"In other words, the reason why you don't want to live in that house is because you heard unknown noises in the bedroom in the middle of the night. Is that what you mean?" Lao Chen asked.

"Yes, this is the main reason!" the graduate student nodded.

"I have a question," I looked at the graduate student and asked, "You said there were strange noises in the bedroom, so how do you sleep? Shouldn't you sleep in the bedroom?"

"Yes, I did sleep in the bedroom at first, but after I noticed a strange noise, I became scared, so I placed the mattress in the living room and slept facing the bedroom..."

I frowned and thought to myself, if I don’t sleep in the bedroom and have to move the mattress out, this seems a bit serious!!!

Lao Chen glanced at me and winked at me, which meant that if you have anything else to ask, ask it quickly so as not to waste the graduate student's time.

I couldn't think of anything to ask, after all, I hadn't actually been to that house yet.

Just when Lao Chen and I didn't know what to ask, the graduate student took the initiative and said: "I just remembered something again, I don't know if it's related... In addition to the abnormal noise in the bedroom, sometimes there are other things in the middle of the night."

There would be calls from strangers. There was an old red phone in the kitchen of that house. Every time I answered the phone, the other person wouldn't speak..."

Lao Chen hurriedly asked: "Is it the kind of harassing phone call that hangs up as soon as you answer it?"

The graduate student shook his head: "I don't know. Anyway, when I asked the other party, they ignored me... I... I could only hear some sizzling current sounds from inside..."

I kept these two details in mind. One was the sound of nails scratching the floor in the bedroom, and the other was the harassing phone call.

Moreover, these two strange things happened in the latter half of the night.

Lao Chen nodded and said to the graduate student: "Well, good, we have written it down. Do you have anything else to say?"

"No more..." The graduate student shook his head.

"Okay, thank you very much. We will deal with this matter when we go back. If you still want to rent a house, you can call me. I am also the manager of a real estate company. I will definitely find you the best and most cost-effective house...

…”

With that said, Lao Chen took out his business card and forced it to the graduate student.

The graduate student didn't have much objection. He took the business card and looked at it carefully. He said: "I have been looking for a house recently. In fact, I am quite satisfied with the house I rented out before. If I can find a similar house, I am willing to look at it.

Looking at the house..."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you find it when I get back, and then I'll contact you..."

After speaking, Lao Chen shook hands with the other party again.

Lao Chen is really awesome. I really admire him and even got myself a client.

The bespectacled graduate student in front of me seems to have a good family situation, and the clothes he wears are all branded products. Maybe Lao Chen can earn another commission from him.

Before leaving, I added: "If you remember anything, you can also call us and tell us. Thank you!"

When Lao Chen heard this, he nodded and said: "Yes, yes, you can add me directly on WeChat. My surname is Chen. We will keep in touch frequently. I promise to find you an ideal house..."

…

Leave the Urban Construction College and get in Lao Chen’s car.

Lao Chen smiled and said to me: "Xiao Ma, you heard it, right? It's actually just harassing calls and some noise. It's not a big problem. After I went back, I unplugged the phone line in that house, and then bought a few more packs of mice."

Just sprinkle the cockroach medicine in the corner and they will all be alive!"

"Old Chen, you mean, the sound of fingernails scratching the floor is from mice and cockroaches?!" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes, otherwise," Lao Chen said with a smile, "So the house is not haunted at all. It seems that we have made a profit this time. I would say that I have been lucky recently. I have been memorizing words in the first few years, which is bad luck.

Lian Lian, I didn’t expect that after I shaved my hair and gave up those three thousand troubles, I immediately experienced a fortune, a double harvest of wealth and love, where do you think this makes sense... Hahahaha..."

Lao Chen is indeed in good condition recently. He is so happy that he is still singing while driving.

I can't be happy for Lao Chen. Anyway, I feel like the house thing can't be that simple...

Lao Chen kept driving, and I felt something was wrong, so I asked: "Lao Chen, where are you driving? Isn't this the way back to my community?!"

"Yes, I will take you to that house now..." Lao Chen replied.

"Oh, that's fine!" I nodded and said.
Chapter completed!