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Seeing the change in Fang Ze's expression, Yuan Zhengfeng felt a little nervous and dared not say much.

I don't know why the other party is suddenly angry.

Could it be that I did something wrong "refill."

"What's wrong"

Fang Ze said: "Do you know what this smell is?"

Luo Bixin smelled it, and said: "The smell of rot, isn't it like this in remote rural areas?"

She didn't find it a problem.

Cabbage rots, animals rot, trees rot, etc.

These smells are mixed together, which is really unpleasant.

Fang Ze turned his head to look at Luo Bixin, and said, "Think again."

"Uh"

Luo Bixin frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly his face froze.

"this"

"The smell of rotting corpses!"

Hearing these words, Yuan Zhengfeng next to him was startled immediately

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Chapter 515 Forty-eight dead bodies [1]

"what"

"The smell of rotting corpses"

"where!"

Yuan Zhengfeng was shocked and asked three consecutive questions.

As a criminal policeman, forensic medicine is not his specialty.

Plus a little lack of experience.

So even if he knew what a rotting corpse smelled like, he couldn't separate it from the mess.

As for Fang Ze, he smelled it right away, "Have you searched it all?"

Fang Ze glanced at Wang Wuzhu standing there, and asked.

"this"

Yuan Zhengfeng glanced at the surrounding environment, and was a little uncertain for a while.

Rationally, he still believed in Fang Ze's judgment.

not for anything else.

Just because Fang Ze has never had an unjust, false or wrongly decided case.

Not even a pending case.

As long as the case is investigated by the other party, the whole truth will come out.

What he said should be right.

The smell of rotting corpses. This tile-roofed house is so big, where can it hide? Could it be that Yuan Zhengfeng glanced at the ground subconsciously.

"Fang team, wait a moment."

After Yuan Zhengfeng said something, he personally led people into the house.

"go!"

"Take up all these messy things on the ground!"

Yuan Zhengfeng pointed to the "garbage" piled up in the room

, shouted loudly.

"yes!"

More than a dozen police officers took orders and started working immediately.

As the ground became clearer, a thick wooden cover appeared in everyone's sight.

Yuan Zhengfeng raised his hand, signaling to open it.

Two police officers stepped forward and lifted the wooden cover.

What was exposed was a cellar mouth.

Immediately, a strong stench hit the face! The... bad smell that was in the air before mainly came from here! It's just because the wooden cover is sealed, so the smell is relatively thin.

Now the smell comes out, very pungent.

Even these policemen with good psychological qualities felt a tumbling stomach at this moment.

Yuan Zhengfeng's complexion immediately sank.

"Take control of Wang Wuzhu!"

"The rest, go down and have a look!"

Two orders were issued quickly.

Outside the door, Wang Wuzhu, who had been standing there, was grabbed by the shoulders by two policemen, waiting for the final result of the investigation.

Fang Ze quietly watched this scene without intervening.

He took out a cigarette and lit it.

Although his face was calm, there was a coldness in his eyes, and a hint of helplessness.

But I don't know where the helplessness comes from.

Beside, Luo Bixin looked at the busy police officers in the house and asked, "Is anyone missing?"