[So far, this is a headless case.] The police came to investigate several times, and after confirming that my aunt and grandfather had nothing to do with the case, they stopped coming.

In the spring, when the weather warms up, my aunt and grandfather come to my grandfather's house. Our family doesn't live with my grandfather. So after my aunt and grandfather left, when we went to visit my grandfather on the weekend, my grandfather talked to us. My aunt and grandfather said that there was a smell in the house again. It tasted the same as the previous one, rancid. There are also a lot of bugs that don't know where to crawl out. My aunt and grandfather were scared. There was so much waste in his house that it was so full of scrap that it was hard to clean. He himself has no intention of cleaning up all the waste. There wasn't much my grandpa and our family could do.

After a while, my grandfather received a call from my aunt's neighborhood committee, asking our family to persuade them. The stench of my aunt's house has affected the other residents. They told my aunt and grandfather to clean up, but my aunt and grandfather didn't clean either. My aunt and grandfather stayed at home day and night, not knowing what to do.

My dad and I helped my grandfather to my aunt's house. I really walked to the door and smelled that foul smell. My aunt's neighbors all wore masks. When they saw our grandfather, they were complaining.

My grandfather went to knock on the door and called my aunt and grandfather. It took a long time for my aunt and grandfather to open the door. When he opened the door, there was a lot of movement behind the door, as if something was blocking the door. After a while, the door opened, and my aunt and grandfather leaned against the door, leaning on her back, and raised her face to look at us. His face was gray, and his whole body was gray. As soon as the door opened, the stench came from inside the doorway. My grandfather was swept backwards, and my dad and I held our breath.

My aunt and grandfather became very wooden, and it was difficult to talk to him. He used to be the kind of old man who was very good at talking. We were all standing at the door talking to him, we couldn't get in, it smelled too big. He didn't want to come out either. Later, the neighborhood committees all came.

Together, we convinced my aunt and grandfather. In fact, it is not called persuasion, it is to pull my aunt and grandfather out of the house, and then call a few aunts to clean up my aunt's house. The aunt was called, but she refused to do it when she smelled it, but she still added money a few times before agreeing.

The door of the house opened, and we saw what it looked like inside. There was a lot of waste in my aunt's house, but it was all neatly stacked. But everything was lying upside down, and the furniture was not visible. The garbage inside was moved out little by little, and it was all available for sale, so we gave it to the people who collected the waste from my aunt and aunt, and we didn't ask for any money, and those things still smelled of it. The house too, has a taste.

My dad and I also wore masks and went in, moved out all the furniture in the house, and asked the aunts to disinfect it with special things. My dad instructed me to go to the supermarket and buy a purifier.

As soon as I got it down, it was night, and the smell in this room still couldn't get rid of it.

We couldn't help it, so we left the house dry, said hello to the neighbors and neighborhood committees, and went back with my aunt and grandfather.

My aunt and grandfather were placed in my grandfather's house, and the people were still wooden. My dad helped him bathe, change my grandfather's clothes, and let him get a good night's sleep.

My dad and I were supposed to go to my aunt's house the next day to have another look and turn on the purifier for a while. But in the morning, my grandfather called us and called us over, saying that my aunt and grandfather were dead. Not only is it dead, but it stinks. The person looks like he has just died, but he is weirdly stinking.

We were dealing with my aunt's death that day. I called an ambulance, and I also went to the neighborhood committee of my aunt and grandfather to issue a death certificate. When his neighbor heard about this, he pulled us and said, "Is my aunt and grandfather dead a long time ago?" But that room, the next day, had been ventilated all night, and it was still stinking.

I thought to myself, this thing is too weird, it's not normal. My grandpa and my dad don't know if they ever thought about it. My dad was mainly running those procedures, to issue a death certificate, to cancel his identity, to notify the leaders of his original unit, and to be cremated and buried. My aunt's and grandfather's cemetery was bought together when my aunt and grandmother moved the grave before. I've been busy with these things for more than half a month. When my aunt and grandfather arrived in July, they were buried together, and they were buried together, and everything was done.

Then there was the room left by my aunt and grandfather.

It's impossible for our family to live in, and it's too much trouble to lend out. My grandfather and my dad meant to sell the house. My aunt's funeral was all done by our family first, and then after my aunt's death, we took out his bank deposits, and they were all returned to us, and there was more. My grandfather said that the rest of the money, as well as the money from the sale of the house, we use this money to buy some paper money or something every year to worship my aunt and grandma. If there are a lot of them, they will donate them in the name of their aunts and grandfathers, donate them to some orphanages, or specifically fund some children. Aunts and grandparents don't have children, so they can be regarded as having incense in the future.

It was all planned, but we found an agent and listed it online, but it never sold. That room still stinks. This one is really not deceiving, it stinks all the time. The neighbors couldn't stand it either. The neighbor also gave us the idea to find a monk to chant the scriptures, and my father went to find it and did the rituals. Everything I could do was done, but I just couldn't get rid of the smell.

It is the old town, but there are many shopping malls and office buildings around, and demolition is unlikely, and if you can't sell it, you can only rent it. Some part-time workers really don't have a place to live, so they can rent it to them cheaper. Now it is listed for rent at the intermediary, and after two or three times of renting out, the tenant can't stand it and quickly moves out.

We didn't know what to do with the house. Why the hell that house stinks, we can't find a reason. The people from the real estate agency all helped to hire someone to clean it, but it was still useless.

If this continues, we can only contact the TV station to try it. Maybe the TV station can bring in some experts. 】

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TrrrrrE: [When I saw a grandfather, aunt, or grandfather, I knew it was the story that was written yesterday]

Braised pork fat dudu: [The case hasn't been solved yet? ] Killing people and splitting corpses is the most terrifying, right?]

Universe No. 1 Sli: [@走近科学]

Mr. Zhang in the square: [This matter, if science can explain it, it would be the best. If science can't explain it, it's very dangerous to look at the current phenomenon. None of the Buddhist Dharma can be purified, and it is a very powerful ghost. The death of the PO aunt and grandfather was not a normal death, either affected by that poisonous gas, or was claimed by the unjust soul. 】

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Jinrong Building, a high-rise office building in the city's old town, is over 30 years old. It was also one of the city's most popular commercial buildings, with 13 floors high enough to look down on the surrounding area. However, with the development of the city, although the old city is still prosperous and lively, it has been torn off the original high-end atmosphere and high-grade label, and it is no longer the golden CBD of the city. The company in the Jinrong Building has also changed one after another, and now it has become a residence for small and micro enterprises. The white-collar workers who come in and out of the city are not on a par with the elite of the new city center.

Therefore, when Bai Ying, dressed in brand-name new clothes, carrying a Hermes bag, and shining ears, neck, and fingers, stepped into Jinrong Building proudly, everyone in and out of the building couldn't help but look at her twice.