Cheng Lang continued, "Because business at the shop had been so good, the Milk Tea Paste and Milk Tea Powder we developed ourselves were in short supply. We could only think of ways to increase production. So some time ago, we rented an abandoned factory in the suburbs, planning to build our own Milk Tea Paste production line. But we never expected that, on the day we went to inspect the factory, the old night watchman would tell us the place was haunted!"
Cheng Lang was, after all, a part-time crosstalk performer. He told stories with vivid flair. His voice rose and fell with perfect rhythm, tense and relaxed in all the right places, and his magnetic voice immediately seized everyone's attention. Someone even asked involuntarily, "Haunted?"
"That's right, haunted." Cheng Lang laid out the rumors of hauntings at the abandoned factory, along with the fact that three people had died there over the past two years. "I didn't actually believe such ghost stories. I'd even planned to invite the Exploring Science production team to film an episode there after renting the factory, to debunk that feudal superstition."
"But I never expected that not long after I rented the place and hired a construction crew to build the workshop, something really happened there. Someone nearly died!"
As Cheng Lang's voice abruptly darkened, the audience let out a wave of startled gasps. Even the production crew could not help urging him on. "What do you mean, someone nearly died?"
Cheng Lang did not keep them in suspense. He immediately recounted everything from beginning to end: the grave robbers digging up stolen goods at the factory, being caught red-handed by the factory owner and his wife, trying to murder them to silence them, and then being caught on the spot when Luo