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... would be no ghosts. Thinking of this, Zhang Lan relaxed.
“Huh, what happened to my cigarettes?” Zhang Lan only touched the lighter and looked around for his cigarettes. He looked down and found that the cigarette box in the pocket of his pants was lying on the ground.
“When did it fall? Why didn’t I hear it?”
Zhang Lan picked it up and light a cigarette. He was preparing to take a comfortable breath when one or two drops of water dropped from the elevator roof without warning. ...
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