"I can't tell where the clothes are from. It seems like these clothes are sold everywhere," Ni Yunjiao found the third one.
Yu Shengnan dug up the second one, and this one was the fat man he had dealt with first, but he was no longer breathing.
"Well, this guy has a cell phone," Yu Shengnan shouted hurriedly.
Then he found some banknotes in his pocket, including RMB, Japanese Yen, a knife, and toilet paper, nothing else.
The mobile phone was the latest model of fruit machine. Yu Shengnan used a domestic one, and the one Ni Yunjiao threw at home was a fruit machine.
"Unlock it with his fingerprint!"
Yu Shengnan then followed the instructions and tried each of the fat man's ten fingers one by one, and quickly untied the knot.
He didn't recognize the written language, and thought it was a system based on the local language. He saw an English translation software in the app, and thought it was used by these people.
He didn't dare click on unfamiliar apps. What if one of them was a communication app and sent a signal to these guys' accomplices? To be cautious, he didn't touch it.
Yu Shengnan just opened the album and recognized the icon.
"Hmm, what is this?"
Yu Shengnan looked at the pictures in the album one by one. It seemed that many of them were maps. There were also some restricted pictures that were not suitable for the eyes, some yellow, some red, and some green. When he saw these, he turned his phone over and did not show it to Ni Yunjiao.
Good girls can't have their eyes polluted (well, few adults have seen it, but the red and green ones may not be seen by everyone, and it is indeed disgusting to see them)
He knew that these guys were either terrorist organizations or gangs of underworld forces, otherwise they wouldn't be involved in all three of these vices: prostitution, gambling, and drugs. He guessed that no one had investigated these people even after they died. Now he felt relieved, at least no one would pursue the matter.
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