In the dark and dim room, the wooden floor creaked and the smell of cold and moldy kept penetrating the tip of the person's nose and pouring into his stomach, causing an unbearable smell.

However, in the midst of this pungent smell, there seemed to be some other smell, and he vaguely felt as if he had smelled somewhere.

It's just that his mind is a mess now, and he doesn't have the energy to think about it anymore.

He used the faint light of his mobile phone's flash to illuminate the road ahead, and the darkness seemed to be endless.

"Wow......"

I don't know where there was a sound, which made his originally tense nerves break in an instant!

"Who!" His brain was filled with one

"She, see the subtle and know the murderer. 》Chapter 51 Beauty is the most important is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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