The Slag Gong wants to Kill me - Chapter 28

Their search direction can be said to be ridiculously wrong, perhaps because they only regarded it as a civil case from the beginning. Of course, according to my plan, about a month or so, someone called the police and said there was a faint odor in the suburban villa group on the mountain and asked the police to investigate.

The reported villa was in my husband’s name, so I asked to follow up. I pretended to be very disturbed, with my arms around my clothes, and asked the female intern police officer sitting next to me with a trembling voice, “My husband … will something happen.”

She pulled out a consoling smile and said, “No … no, it should be some animal that dies in the room, isn’t it?”

Police officer D who drove in front snorted and said, “That’s not necessarily the case.”

This time they did not bring many people to the police, plus only five or six internships. When I think of it, they will probably be surprised.

The villa door was locked.

I took out the key and opened it, and told the police that this was my honeymoon with my husband. D nodded and pushed open the door to enter. He frowned almost immediately.

A strong stench permeated through the door. The smell of rotten meat went straight into a person’s nasal cavity, making people want to vomit. The police officers next to me suddenly changed their faces, and they could easily associate the smell with the smell of rotten bodies.

The deeper the taste, the deeper the room. The source of the taste is a room in the center of the second floor. The room was locked. D asks if I have the key. I told him there was no key, and when my husband renovated, the rooms here were designed to be unlockable, and I didn’t know why the door was locked.

He frowned even deeper, and several male police officers went to the door with him.

The door opened, and a thicker body odor came out of the room. The scene inside made the female intern around me immediately vomit with her mouth next to her.

(Contains pictures of **** violence and horror, with broken limbs … insects, do n’t pull down if you ca n’t accept it, it ’s really curious and really heavy.)

The first thing that came into people’s eyes was a completely immature body, which should be the source of the smell. He showed a clear view of the giant, his body was swollen, and he could not see his true appearance at all. He looked like a huge swollen meat. The body’s head, abdomen and legs had obvious bloodstains.

A part of the scalp of the corpse seemed to have been cut off artificially, exposing the white cranium inside. If you look closely, you will find dense maggots crawling on the bones. The corpse’s black hole was also crawling with bugs, and his eyes seemed to be pulled out of the eye socket stiffly, and fell to the floor next to it.

His legs were incomplete, full of flesh and blood, and small white maggots crawled out from inside, and they seemed to regard the corpse as a growing nutrient.

Lying next to the corpse was a man with a stench all over his body, his chest still undulating and looking alive. His hair was disheveled, and his black hair was mixed with **** flesh, making him look dirty. There was a piece of meat in his mouth, a piece of meat that looked rotten, and the man’s mouth was still moving, as if chewing that piece of meat.

His lower body was bare, and looking in from the door, he could see the white unknown liquid sticking to the base of his legs. The liquid seemed to flow from the back of his hips and had solidified. Between those liquids, the police officer could clearly see that something was crawling on the man’s body, and those swarms of maggots crawled from his hips into the hole behind his body. With this crawling, he seemed to be still Murmured.

I shuddered and walked up to take a look, then took a step back, covering my mouth in disbelief, and found a clean place and fainted.