Chapter 172 Headless Male Corpse

This is a typical single-story building.

However, just as fang was about to knock on the door, he frowned.

"Old god stick, you're standing at the door. Do you smell anything strange?" Fang Zheng looked at Old god stick.

It was sunny and broad daylight.

The sun was shining brightly.

Old god stick was confused, "No, I didn't smell anything."

With that, Old god stick fanned his nose and tried to smell the air.

"Oh, forget it if you don't smell it." Fang Zheng didn't explain much. Instead, Old god stick said that Fang Zheng was a strange person and that his words were frightening in broad daylight.

Then, the two knocked on the door a few times, but no one in the house came out to open the door.

The two of them turned to the back door, which was also locked.

"Is it Zhang Jiu? None of them are home?"

Fang Zheng and Old god stick only knew that zhang jiu worked as a security guard in Quarry. As for what Zhang Jiu's parents did, neither of them knew.

So I don't know if Zhang Jiu's parents are at home at this time.

"What do we do next?"

"It seems that someone is not at home?"

Old god stick looked at Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng had been thinking about the strange smell that he had smelled before. The strange smell came from Zhang Jiu's house.

Fang Zheng was not surprised that ordinary people didn't smell fang because he was practicing martial arts.

Because this strange smell is very light, very light.

If he had not approached the door, he would not have smelled it.

At this time, Old god stick once again played to the strengths of his mouth, which he had honed when he ran across the river and lake. Not long after, he heard about the Zhang Jiu family from nearby people.

"Zhang Jiu hasn't been home for a while." When Old god stick came back, he shook his head at Fang Zheng.

"According to the people who live nearby, they haven't seen Zhang Jiu for at least two or three days. The people nearby guessed that zhang jiu might be living in Quarry or at a friend's house outside."

Because Zhang Jiu's parents happened to be away during this period of time. I heard that Zhang Jiu also had a sister who was studying at a university in a foreign country. Her sister had encountered a telecommunications scam and her parents were worried that a girl was out, so they had been looking for her for several days. Zhang jiu's hands were disabled and it was inconvenient to live and eat alone. Perhaps that was the reason why she hadn't seen Zhang Jiu come back for a while."

How many days has it been since Zhang Jiu came back?

Fang Zheng's eyes froze and he looked at the gate of The zhang jiu family. Thinking of the strange smell he had smelled before, he said to Old god stick, "Old god stick, watch the wind for me."

"What?" Before Old god stick could react, Fang Zheng had already used the sharp Ghost head knife to break the security door of The zhang jiu family's back door.

Old god stick's face trembled with fear.

His old heart could not bear to be frightened if he could prepare himself in advance and enter the house with such unguarded violence.

Old god stick hurriedly followed the house with a nervous face and looked around with a guilty conscience, afraid that someone would see him and treat him as a burglar.

Burglary shall be sentenced to not more than three years or three years, not more than ten years, and fixed-term imprisonment.

Carrying a controlled knife with him, he shall be sentenced to five days of detention and a fine of 500 yuan. If the circumstances are serious, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years.

Old god stick felt that if he followed Fang Zheng again, his old bones would sooner or later lose their old age and enter the detention center with Fang Zheng.

Old god stick gritted his teeth and followed Fang Zheng into The zhang jiu family. As soon as he entered Zhang Jiu's house, he immediately felt that there was a strong yin in Zhang Jiu's house. If an electric current ran through his body, his hair stood on end, and his goosebumps exploded one by one.

"This house is very wicked. It seems that no one has entered it for several days. It gives people a gloomy and depressing feeling."

"Old dao, when I enter this room, the yin qi is very heavy. I always feel someone lying behind me, blowing cold air at old dao's neck."

Old god stick shuddered, so scared that he quickly looked behind him, looking like a nervous little quail, and then hurried to catch up with Fang Zheng.

After Fang Zheng entered The zhang jiu family, the strange smell he had smelled at the door became even stronger.

His muscles tensed up and he was holding the Ghost head knife in his hand, ready to deal with an emergency, then he followed the strange smell and walked all the way to one of the rooms on the second floor.

Because of not having a master for a long time, the room had not opened a window for ventilation for a long time to replenish the sunshine and yang qi, the room was indeed as the old god stick said, depressing and gloomy.

Especially on the second floor, the windows were covered by curtains, the sun could not shine into a wisp, and it was so gloomy that it felt like stepping into the darkness of the outside world.

Because of their sudden intrusion, the original silence of the world of injustice was disturbed.

"Little brother, do you smell a bad smell, like, like..." Old god stick, who followed Fang Zheng up to the second floor, suddenly became nervous and pressed close to Fang Zheng.

"The body stinks," Fang Zheng added calmly.

Old god stick's face was as ugly as a chrysanthemum. When he came to the second floor, even if he was an old god stick, he could smell the stench of corpses in the air.

It was a half-closed door. Creak, Fang Zheng pushed open the door, but it was dark inside. The thick fabric curtains completely blocked out all the sunlight outside.

The stench of corpses came from this room.

Fang Zheng turned on his cell phone flashlight and found no body in the room. Instead, there were several pictures of men posted on the wall at the head of the bed.

The photos showed the same man, about 27 or 28 years old, with a calm face and no smile on his face.

In these photos, there was also a family photo, which was a typical family of four.

A pair of elderly parents, facing the camera, showed a somewhat restrained and happy smile. Next to him stood a son and a daughter. The man in the family photo was still serious and smiling. His eyes were a little impatient and seemed to be rebellious. The girl was a high school student with a beautiful face. Her smile was bright, sweet, and full of vitality.

"The person in the photo should be Zhang Jiu. Hey, Zhang Jiu at that time, his hand wasn't disabled yet?" Old god stick said.

And that girl should be Zhang Jiu's sister.

This room looks like Zhang Jiu's bedroom.

Next, Fang Zheng and Old god stick searched Zhang Jiu's bedroom, but they couldn't find the source of the stench, the rotting corpse.

However, with Fang Zheng's five senses, he found that when he approached the bed, the stench became heavier.

The closer they got to the headrest of the bed, the heavier the stench became.

Seeing fang standing motionless at the head of the bed, Old god stick seemed to be a little nervous and deliberately found a relaxing topic to talk about, "A few days ago, I saw a news report that a drunk driver hit five people and eight cars, but the police couldn't catch anyone. Finally, I found out that the driver of the accident had been hiding in the nightstand of the rental house for nine hours..."

The knife flashed.

The headrest of the bed was split in two and a black and smelly headless male corpse fell out.

"Oh my god!"

Old god stick shuddered with fear.

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