Song Qingxiao followed the footsteps of No. 2 into the house, and saw that everyone was gathered at the door of the kitchen, thinking that a corpse had been found, but in the end it was only a pot of food that had rotted and was overgrown with maggots in the kitchen.

17-4 is a two-bedroom house, the decoration and furniture are a little old, but it can be seen that the owner is still decorating the house.

The old sofa was ingeniously covered with floral cushions by the heroine, and a few cute plush ornaments were placed.

The windows in the house were closed, the curtains were half open, and Song Qingxiao even noticed that in the corner of the living room, there was a cute puppy-shaped table lamp.

Due to the lack of ventilation, the strong stench of corpses was locked in the house, and it was difficult to disperse, and the smell was so strong that it pierced the skin in the nasal cavity with a faint stinging pain.

What is worth paying attention to Song Qingxiao is that there are several conspicuous places in the living room, all of which have several photo frames, and inside are a pair of young men and women.

The girl looked sweet, hugging the man's neck from behind, and there was a honey-like smile on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

This should be the owner and wife of the property management office, Song Qingxiao walked to the TV cabinet, picked up a photo frame, and looked at it carefully for a moment.

The frame is embedded with a layer of glass, and it is a little heavy in the hand.

The photographs are printed in a three-dimensional simulation, and the facial features of the characters are concave and convex, which is more realistic than the original photographs on the tablet. Under the light, the corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, and he was slightly restrained compared to the girl who did not hide his love.

But Song Qingxiao's eyes fell on the girl's face, she smiled brightly and openly, the pair of slightly bulging eyes for the sake of realism flashed in the light, and as her hand holding the photo moved, the light shook, as if the eyes of the woman in the photo were also turning in an instant.

It may be that someone has just died in the house, and the 'resentment' mentioned by No. 2 and the strange black gas before have brought some influence to Song Qingxiao, so that when she looked at the photo, Miss Chu's photo with her lover should have been a sweet and abnormal smile, but at this moment, it gave Song Qingxiao a hideous feeling of death, which made the hairs on her back stand on end, and resisted the shirt she was wearing.

She paused, then looked at the photo, and felt that it might be her own illusion, it should be the reflection of light in the room, and the people in the photo from different angles will feel different psychological hints.

Song Qingxiao faced the light and tried to change the photo from several angles, this time after she was mentally prepared, no matter from which angle she looked at the girl, she felt that she was full of love when she looked at the man in the photo.

The photo is cleaned very clean, there is no dust in some dead corners, and the surrounding wood is rubbed to be extremely smooth, so it is conceivable that the owner must be the person who usually holds the photo in his hand to observe and look at.

According to the news revealed from the words of the staff of the property management office, the male owner is often on the go because of his work, and Miss Chu lives in the house, so it can be inferred that the person who often touches the photo should be Miss Chu.

She cherishes her photos, and always holds the photo frame to look at things and think about people, which is enough to prove that she loves her husband very much.

The decoration furniture at home is quite old, and the house is also old, so the two couples should not be very financially well-off.

Song Qingxiao turned his head to look at the window of the living room, the window frame was white plastic steel, because of the age, slightly yellowed, the living room was long and narrow, and the sunlight could only shine into one side of the living room through the old window, making the whole room not very bright.

Although the lighting of the old house is not very good, if the conditions are not relaxed, the people at home should not turn on the lights in broad daylight, so when the owner has an accident, it should be at night.

Song Qingxiao bit her back molars, several staff members in the room were looking for clues, and No. 2 stood at the kitchen door and turned to look at the layout of the living room.

The young guard came out of the kitchen, Song Qingxiao turned around and put the photo frame on the TV cabinet, and before he could stand up straight, his ears keenly caught the sound of 'ticking'.

The sound was like the sound of water droplets splashing on the floor, and it must have come from the direction of the bathroom.

She straightened up and looked sideways in the direction of the bathroom, where the young guard had come out of the kitchen and grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

A corpse smell that was far stronger than the smell smelled before spread from the bathroom in an instant, and the young guard who opened the door did not expect this stubble at all, and was the first to be attacked by this stench, even through the thick mask, he couldn't help but hold on to the door frame, stretched out his hand to cover the mask, and made a 'vomit' retching sound.

Most of the guards who could enter the house were experienced in battle, but at this time, this guard made such a big noise, which immediately attracted the attention of the guards who were checking in other places.

Song Qingxiao smelled the smell, and couldn't help but swallow the sour water, feeling that his chest was churning violently.

This smell was far worse than the rotten crocodile she found in the trial scene last time, the smell fermented in the small space for several days, as soon as the cold was opened, it spread, the smell was pervasive, even if Song Qingxiao held her breath, the smell seemed to follow her pores and burrow into her body, making her feel sick and sick to her stomach.

"Team...... Captain ......"

The young guard shouted with difficulty, and when he spoke, Song Qingxiao had already strode in the direction of the bathroom.

She was fast, and Number Two was even faster, and she was still one step away from the door of the bathroom, and Number Two was already standing at the door, and pulled the young guard who was leaning against the door back, and stood by the door herself, and pushed the half-open door open.

The glass door of the bathroom slammed against the wall with a crisp sound, and the door bounced back and swayed.

The guard stumbled, and was dragged by Song Qingxiao, who came later, before he barely stood up.

There was still fear in his eyes, and he didn't have time to thank Song Qingxiao, so he said:

"Here...... Corpse ......"

Song Qingxiao took a step forward, and No. 2 noticed her coming, but he didn't mean to let her.

Through the gap in Two's side, the glass door popped back and then folded back leisurely, revealing a panoramic view of the bathroom inside.

The toilet is not large, about three or four square meters, with a light overhead, and a transparent glass in the middle to separate the dry and wet areas.

The originally transparent and clean glass was rubbed out of a long black mark from top to bottom, and the large and small strands of long, curly black hair stuck to it, like a snaking and crawling worm.

In the middle of the hair, a swollen green face was firmly pressed against the glass, staring at a pair of dead gray eyes, staring coldly at the person who had broken into the bathroom.