After Fang Zheng opened the door, he saw the old god stick, the aunt next door and her son, all standing outside the door.

Seeing Fang Zheng open the door, the old god stick complained about Fang Zheng, why didn't he call for so long to open the door, which made him worry outside the door.

The old god stick complained and entered the house, at this time, the aunt's son ignored the aunt's dissuasion, and some thieves also wanted to take the opportunity to sneak in.

"Hey, hey, open the door, why are you closing the door and not letting us in?"

"Are you trying to steal something inside?"

"Hurry up and open the door, if you don't open the door, I'll call the police and say that someone has broken into the house and burglarized!"

"Dao Chief, as long as you are willing to teach me kung fu like your apprentice, I won't report you!!"

Auntie's son banged on the door outside and shouted threateningly.

502 just closed the door, and immediately opened it from the inside, Fang Zheng smiled harmlessly, and looked at the aunt and son next door who was holding his hand and patting the door outside the door.

"According to the laws of our country, trespassing on a private house shall be punished by detention for up to 15 days and a fine of 1,000 yuan, and if the circumstances are serious, such as restricting the freedom of others, illegally searching the person, illegally violating the person, or illegally trespassing with a murder weapon, the sentence shall be up to three years imprisonment. ”

"You call the police, anyway, you are also an accomplice, no matter how bad it is, it is also a tool to provide a crime, and a partner to commit the crime, you had better be glad now, the two of us had better not carry the murder weapon to burglary, otherwise, you will go to prison with us to be cellmates for a few years." ”

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he ignored the old man with a pig's liver-colored face, and the door was closed.

After being punished by Fang Zheng like this, sure enough, the old man didn't dare to squeak anymore, and now he could only pray that it was best that Fang Zheng and the old god stick were really not burglary.

Fang Zheng no longer cared about the argument between the aunt and her son outside the door, but continued to walk to the kitchen position, and the old god stick hurriedly followed.

"Little brother, you are still talking bullish, Lao Dao, I have long seen that guy is unhappy, I don't have any eyesight, I actually told Lao Dao that I want to learn Shaolin Kung Fu, this guy is afraid that he is not a cane, and he is pure to disgust Lao Dao me. ”

Fang Zheng didn't answer, but came to the kitchen and asked, "Old God, have you smelled anything strange in this room?"

"Strange smell?" the old god turned his head to look around in confusion.

"I didn't smell it. ”

"Little brother, do you smell something?"

The old god asked cautiously.

The last time Fang Zheng asked him this, he also broke into a private house to find someone, and he didn't smell anything, so he found a headless male corpse on the back of the bed.

The old god sometimes thinks to himself, Fangzheng's nose must be a dog's.

Isn't the nose of a single dog a dog?

"Oh, if you don't smell it, forget it. ”

The old god stick bitterly made an old face: "Little brother, the feeling that your nose gives the old way is like an ominous prophecy, yes, it's like the European and American blockbuster Grim Reaper I watched a few years ago... The last time you said the exact same thing, nothing good happened, but a headless corpse was found in the backrest of the bed, so should we find another corpse in the backrest of the bed?"

Ominous prophecy nose, you ghost!

Fang Zheng glanced at the old god stick, in fact, there was a sentence he didn't tell the old god stick.

He didn't just say this to the old god.

also said the same to Sun Yushu.

Then, that day, I ate a dead man's meal at Sun Yushu's house for a night.

"Little brother, I heard that dogs' eyes and noses are very smart, and they can see and smell special things that people can't see and smell... Little brother, you're a single dog's nose, I'm afraid you have at least twenty years of skill, right?" The old god stick was originally joking, but when he found that the expression on Fang Zheng's face was wrong, he immediately stopped talking.

What a god's single dog nose!

A few black lines hung down from Fang Zheng's head: "Old God Stick, then your skill as a single dog has at least seventy years of skill, right?"

"Why don't you smell something special that you shouldn't smell?"

The old god sneered: "How can you compare me with my little brother, I am at most an old single dog, and this nose has degenerated." ”

Fangzheng hehe.

He opened the lid of a trash can in the kitchen and said to the old stick, "Do me a favor, old god." ”

"What's the matter, little brother, just say. The old god answered happily.

"Use your seventy years of skill to help me smell the rotten smell of fruit peels and takeaway soup in this garbage can. ”

The old god looked at the trash can, and his face immediately turned green.

"Little brother, your nose is not a single dog nose, after all, the little brother already has younger siblings, how can he be the same as the old way. The old god took the initiative to succumb.

It's a garbage can.

He's not a foreign body fetish.

Who has nothing to smell a garbage can stinks or not.

Fang Zheng didn't really embarrass the old god, the trash can had some fish, seafood offal, and the smell in the house was the rotten smell of seafood coming from the trash can.

It seems that since the family accident, no one has cooked in Chen Miaoqi's family for a long time, otherwise this garbage would not have been left for so long and not taken out.

Boom.

The trash can is re-closed.

The smell of rot in the nose has become much lighter.

It's just that Fang Zheng frowned.

Perhaps because his physique is different from other people, his nose is particularly sensitive, and he always feels that the rotten smell he smells in the house seems to be a little different from the rotten smell in this garbage can......

But he sniffed it carefully, and for a moment could not find the source of the smell.

The smell was faint.

As the wind blows in from the balcony, the smell becomes even less noticeable after the air circulates.

Rummaging through the kitchen, finding nothing in the kitchen, Fang Zheng groaned and began to walk in the direction of the bedroom. He didn't know which bedroom belonged to Chen Jianbang and his wife, and which one belonged to Chen Miaoqi and Chen Zhixing, so he picked a bedroom casually.

Unexpectedly, the first bedroom door that opened was the bedroom of Chen Jianbang and his wife.

Because there are a lot of tourist photos of the couple hanging on the wall.

The bedroom of Chen Jianbang and his wife is very simple, just a bed, wardrobe, air conditioner, wall-mounted TV, etc., at a glance, open the wardrobe and take a few casual glances, Fang Zheng exited the bedroom and gently closed the door, and then walked to another bedroom.

Squeak......

Fangzheng pushed the door open.

"Hey, there's a poster posted behind the door, little brother, it seems that the person living in this room is the missing person we are looking for, Chen Zhixing. ”

The old god pointed to the back of the bedroom door, and when he looked over, he saw a poster of a basketball superstar posted on the back of the door.

This is a boy's bedroom.

It seems that Chen Zhixing is still a basketball fan who loves sports.

Turning his gaze from the door, Fang Zheng looked at Chen Zhixing's bedroom, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Little brother, that's Chen Zhixing's bed, should we continue to disassemble the bedside back this time?"

The old god stick walked around the bedside table from the door, snorted, spat into the palm of his hand, rolled up the sleeves of his robe, and prepared to dismantle it with Fang Zheng.