"The spines of all the deceased were removed while they were still alive."
"It's been buried here for at least two weeks. I don't know why no one reported it missing for so long. A nearby roast chicken vendor ran in after a chicken and found the clothes that had been pecked out by the chicken. That's when he saw the body."
"Um."
Jiang Zhuo walked up to the corpse and examined it carefully.
As soon as he squatted down, he smelled an indescribable smell, the smell of a rotting corpse seemed to be mixed with a hint of fragrance.
Jiang Zhuo moved closer and sniffed.
There is indeed a faint fragrance, but you can't smell it if you are too far away.
"Changfeng, smell it."
Changfeng had a complicated expression. It would be fine if Jiang Zhuo was a pervert himself, but why did he drag him into this?
But there is no way, I can't refuse.
Changfeng took a deep breath, walked to Jiang Zhuo, squatted down, and took a deep breath.
vomit……
"It stinks, sir."
"Let you savor it carefully."
Changfeng opened his eyes wide and stared at Jiang Zhuo in shock.
"I'm not asking you to taste me, I'm asking you to taste my flavor."
Changfeng sniffed it carefully, and it still stinks! But, it seems to have a hint of fragrance?
Is his nose stressed? Has he been smelling the stench for too long and activated a protective mechanism?
"Sir, I seem to smell a little fragrance."
Jiang Zhuo nodded. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with his nose.
"You smelled it, too?"
"Um."
Fortunately, fortunately, Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
"What kind of spice can still smell good after being buried for so long? I've never heard of anyone selling this kind of spice in the capital." Changfeng said, and suddenly thought of something, "No, there really is one..."
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