The broker stood at the door, rambling on as he introduced the place. He probably found it ominous and didn't dare to come in.
Li Pan just stuck his hands in his pockets and walked inside, taking a couple of rounds.
This task was also sourced by the group of stuffed-shirt intelligence analysts from the head office, surfing the net for urban legends. Damn, if it wasn't a Ghost Building, it was a haunted house, not a single new trick.
But to be fair, the feng shui of this apartment was a bit off.
Li Pan felt it the moment he walked in; even though the broker had set up some cheap furniture, it was still clear that this unit, with its four bedrooms, two halls, and two bathrooms, was pretty much perfectly symmetrical. It was as if a massive mirror had been placed on the central axis, projecting one side of the apartment exactly as is, while deliberately hiding everything behind the mirror.
"Who was the first person to die in this apartment?"
