I Only Sell Murder Houses

The name Song Qingshan felt familiar because of Song Xiaotian’s father.

One was named Song Qingshan, the other Song Qing.

Could the two be related?

Anning said, “Probably a coincidence. Plenty of people have exactly the same name, and these two differ by one character.”

I nodded. Perhaps it truly was a coincidence.

I had encountered so many things lately that my nerves had become overly sensitive.

I would ask Song Xiaotian later whether he knew Daoist Song.

There was nothing else in the box, only miscellaneous items.

We had come up empty again.