The lights flickered back on, Gao Ming's back was already soaked with cold sweat. He took the candles one by one, wiped them clean, and put them in a metal box, which already held many candles.,On the eve of the Zhongyuan Festival, he resigned from his job as a prison mental health counselor at Hesheng Prison, preparing to pursue game design and creation full-time.,Gao Ming felt he had to get to the bottom of this quickly. After all, he was a serious mystery buff and had more dead people in his head than there were bodies buried in the public cemetery. If all this turned out to be true, the whole city would be in danger.。