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I could tell something was off. The police all knew them—didn't that make Chen Mu and his master regulars at the station?
"Don't look at me with such contempt," Chen Mu explained. "When the police investigate cases, they often run into supernatural incidents, and my master and I have to go help out. But that policewoman just graduated and is still an intern. She doesn't understand our profession yet, so there were quite a few misunderstandings before."
"What profession?" I asked curiously.
"Spirit exorcists." Chen Mu's tone was brimming with pride. "My master and I are among the few remaining spirit exorcists today. Most people don't know this profession exists, so we can only operate under the guise of running a clinic."
"Sounds pretty badass." Chen Mu had a good temperament and didn't get angry easily, even if you made overly outrageous jokes. "Mr. Spirit Exorcist, I want to ask you something. You won't charge me, right?"
"Of course not. Just return the one-thousand-yuan fine from earlier on time." Chen Mu replied confidently, "What's the question? As long as I know the answer, I'll definitely tell you."
"Have you heard of the Seven Star Coffin?" Half a month had passed, and I had no idea how Senior Liu Fang was doing now. I was worried about her safety but couldn't do anything to help, so this was a good chance to ask Chen Mu.
Classroom 202 was Senior Liu Fang's home. She had said that her coffin was called the "Seven Star Coffin." I didn't think she would have gotten angry at me for no reason. When I asked to take her away, she had been unusually furious. There had to be something she couldn't say, and it was most likely related to the Seven Star