Eighty-eight. Cheap labor

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Five ghosts of various shapes, chilling and penetrating, obediently stood in a row, looking fearful.

"My name is Zhao Dabao, male, twenty-seven, unmarried, born in the Second People's Hospital of Lingling City..." the young man in the leather jacket spoke shakily.

The leather jacket on the young man's chest now had a burnt edge from a bullet hole, but the ghost was hardly harmed, only his soul had gone from solid to somewhat transparent.

"Cause of death."

The young man in the leather jacket lowered his head, "I was riding a motorcycle and didn't follow traffic rules, got hit and died..."

"Why are you here?"

The young man in the leather jacket looked up, quickly glanced at the Haunted House manager on the far right, and said slowly, "The boss brought me here, said he could shelter me to work here..."

"Anything else you want to add?"

The young man in the leather jacket was startled, and shook his head blankly, "That... that should be everything."