Chapter 90: The stench of corpses in the walls

Putting down the book in his hand, Fang Jun hurriedly walked out of the room and stood in the corridor, Fotu still stared at Fang Jun's eyes tightly with a sense of mystery, except for his own door, the other rooms were tightly closed.

Come to think of it, I've been here for a few days, but I haven't been to any of the other rooms except these two rooms.

Fang Jun walked into the bedroom, took out the key Su Yawen had left for him from his bag, and opened the door of the room next to him.

Click--this is a slight sound when the doorknob is turned.

The moment the door was opened, a distinctive smell in the room suddenly came to his face, which caught Fang Jun off guard, frowned slightly and hurriedly pushed out the door of the room, opening the door, and the smell flowed out along the gap.

What does it taste like?

The strange smell seemed to be perfume, and it seemed to be aromatherapy, but there was a strange smell in the smell, Fang Jun took a deep breath, his face suddenly turned pale, the faint smell, he seemed to have noticed it.

The room was not big, a bed and a few bedside tables, Fang Jun walked to the cabinet and opened all the drawers, but the drawers were empty, he took a flashlight and looked under the window, but still found nothing.

At first glance, there didn't seem to be anything strange about this room, but Fang Jun knew that things were not so simple, and there must be something else in this room.

Fang Jun's eyes fell on the TV wall opposite the double bed, stepped forward, his ear was attached to the lime wall, and slowly tapped along the wall from left to right, and the low voice rhythmically drilled into Fang Jun's ears.

Not willing to let go of every inch, suddenly, a crisp sound came into his ears, Fang Jun's eyes lit up, and he knocked hard again, and several consecutive taps made him more sure that this was a hollow wall!

But this wall is so complete, where is the gap in this hollow wall, Fang Jun walked back to the corner again, and knocked on the wall again, until he stopped at the place where the two voices met, and groped his fingers on the wall......

No! This is not the right touch!

Fang Jun suddenly realized, his fingernails buckled the white 'lime' on the wall, and then the lime became more and more strange, if it was true, I was afraid that it had already begun to fall apart, but the lime on this wall was actually wrinkled!

Sure enough, as I thought, this is not a wall at all, this is just a trick, using white smooth wallpaper on the wall, at first glance it looks no different from the wall, but the touch is a world of difference.

The folds became more and more curled, and the movements on Fang Jun's hands became more and more forceful, and he suddenly paused, and with all his strength, with a piercing friction in front of him, it suddenly opened up!

It was a row of black shroud-like clothes, which looked like cheongsams by the light, but behind the thick layer of covering, it vaguely seemed that something was hiding in the corner behind the wardrobe.

There was a sense of foreboding in my heart.

Fang Jun suddenly pulled open the cover of his clothes, and suddenly his scalp tingled, and a cool breath poured directly into the Heavenly Spirit Cover along his backbone!

The one hiding in the clothes was actually a corpse!

How could there be a corpse here? And who is this corpse? What special relationship does she have with this house? And how long has this corpse been dead, and what did it die for, or ......

As soon as he saw the corpse, Fang Jun's professional habits triggered his nerves again, looking at the corpse, his mind was quickly filled with these questions, and he took a step forward, but just touched the corpse's arm, only a crisp sound was heard.

Syllable!

The corpse's arm was actually gently flicked off!