Chapter 49 Primer

The apartment building was dark, and the building was quiet, and people's heavy breathing could be heard. "Turn on the light." Wang Dui's calm voice sounded. "The lighting system is broken. It is said that it was due to the thunderstorm the day before yesterday." Lao Cheng spoke in a low voice, covering his nose with his hand, "I said, what is the smell in this corridor?" Team Wang lit the lighter, and the blue flame flickered in front of him, illuminating the number on the house plate: "This is here, No. 714. The neighbors said that the smell comes from here. You are familiar with this smell, old man ?”

Lao Cheng snorted: "I can smell it in the morgue almost every day. I didn't expect it to be in a luxury apartment building this time. Xiao Hu, what's wrong with you?" The second half of his sentence was to ask his new colleague Xiao Hu. "No...it's nothing." Xiao Hu wiped his sweat. "It's going to be all right, at the scene, you'll get used to it after seeing it a lot. Master locksmith, is this lock easy to open?" The locksmith buried his head in his work and said, "It's not easy. The locks in this place are all anti-theft. Give me a few more minutes."

We continued to endure the stench, when a resident in the corridor opened the door and showed his head, Dui Wang took out his ID card: "Everyone, please go back to your room, the police will handle the case." With a "click", the lock opened. Dui Wang gently stretched out his hand to pull the locksmith away, and was the first to rush in the door as usual. The room was very dark, he didn't know what happened after he went in, suddenly there was a "plop", and then Dui Wang let out a muffled groan. A foul stench hit the face, almost killing people in the corridor.I heard Wang Dui curse a few words, and then, there was the sound of a lighter being ignited, and a cloud of faint blue flames emerged in the room, reflecting Wang Dui's iron-blue face.

"Gosh..." he murmured, "this is real hell..." The entire ground showed a strange color, yellowish brown, as if someone had painted a layer of deteriorated paint on it, and it was sticky and slippery when stepped on. Wang Dui was caused by this just now, and he fell down. stick to this thing. Lao Ding bent down, dipped some things on the ground with a cotton swab, observed them carefully for a while, and said in a deep voice, "If I'm not mistaken, these things are out-and-out corpse oil!" A group of us entered the house carefully, and the local police were arranged at the door to seal off the scene to prevent lively people from coming.No one will come here, this place is so smelly that it can kill ghosts.

Before going in, Lao Ding handed me a mask, which contains substances to resist the smell, but he walked in like a normal person.There was a family photo on the floor, the photo frame that saved the photo had been smashed, and there were glass shards everywhere.I looked down, and there was a family of three on it, all of them were pretty. Xiao Hu followed me, his face getting paler and paler. The bodies of the family of three are all here. The male owner of the house was killed in the study, sitting on a chair with his hands tied behind his back. After his death, the murderer overturned the chair and covered him under it.

Lao Ding wanted to lift the chair to see more clearly, but when he lifted the chair, there was a crash, as if something had been peeled off. It turned out that the skin of the deceased had been completely separated from the body, and the back of the chair was stained. The human skin covered in yellow corpse oil was quite terrifying, and the pattern on the back of the chair was also clearly imprinted on the back of the deceased. Unless the corpse was cremated, this imprint could not be removed. The bathroom door was open, and there was a small meat ball in the bathtub. When I looked closely, I realized that it was not a meat ball. It was a dead child, with his hands cut behind his back, his face was rotten, and his body began to shrink into a ball. lump.I can no longer distinguish his facial features.

Xiao Hu's face was frightening, he suddenly pushed me away and rushed to the front bedroom. Lao Cheng suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Stop him! Stop him!" It was too late, Xiao Hu had already rushed into the bedroom. On the bed in the bedroom was the body of the hostess, her face had rotted, half of the body was still covered with a sheet, her body had swelled like a balloon, and there were blisters all over her body due to corruption. Xiao Hu was about to rush over, but Wang Dui held him firmly, and Xiao Hu let out a heart-piercing cry: "Sister Jing!"

"Sister Jing?" My memory seemed to be activated, and I went back to a few months ago...