Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 180

  "This...this..." Sister Fang pointed at the water pipe, her eyes widened.

  This scene really tests Sister Fang’s materialism.

   "It seems that something has been released." Xiaolan said in a low voice with frown.

   "But when the workers dismantled the water pipe, they didn't see any animals," Sister Fang insisted. "Either it's a small thing, and the construction team didn't pay attention."

   Xiaolan raised her eyes and looked at Sister Fang, not prepared to explain anything, but said, "Auntie, this host can only hear the sound at night, right?"

   "In the middle of the night, I can only hear it in the middle of the night, and so is the movement of the ball in the corridor."

  "Then can we do it again at night?" Xiaolan asked.

   "Of course it can," Sister Fang nodded quickly, "Just knock on my door at night."

  Nothing at all during the day, the three of them went around the house for a few more times, and found no more, they left 502, and instead knocked on the 501 security door.

   "The affairs of Xiao Liu's family are finished, so quickly." Brother Wang looked at Xiaolan and Taoist with admiration.

  "Little Liu’s family, let’s talk about it, don’t worry!" Sister Fang greeted the two of them in the door and said while changing shoes, "What happened to your house?"

  As soon as the voice fell, an odd expression appeared on Sister Fang's face. Sister Fang pinched her nose with one hand, and waved the other vigorously in front of her.

   "What's wrong in your house! Why is it so stinky! Ugh—"

   After speaking, he couldn't help but retching.

  The same smell also spread to the noses of Xiaolan and Daochang. Daochang quickly covered his nose. Xiaolan only felt that his brain was smoked dizzy, as if someone was aiming at his head and buckling a **** bowl.

  The body's resistance to the smell prevented Xiaolan from continuing to step into the door.

"You can also smell thiol!" Brother Wang reluctantly shook his hand a few times, "This stinky smell has been around my house for several days! All the food in my house is thrown away with thiol, just can't find the smell. Si!"

  "Is there a dead mouse?" Sister Fang tried to retreat outside the door, holding her nose, but was pulled by Brother Wang.

   "Where did the rat thief come from on the fifth floor of my house? And we searched for it, there is no thief at all!"

   Xiaolan shook his head, feeling a little more awake, and said from a distance, “I don’t think this smell is like a dead mouse. Did your uncle save the smelly socks and didn’t wash it?”

  "What smelly socks can have this smell?" Brother Wang stomped in anxiously, "You are not a master, my house must be a ghost! Come in and help my house look at him!"

  This...even a master...

  Xiaolan’s professional ethics has been swamped by the stench, and she hid behind the Taoist master and refused to step in.

  "Don't harm the master, I'll go in and show you Si!" The voice of Sister Fang pinching her nose was full of helplessness.

   is really an admirable administrator!

  Xiaolan gave a thumbs up in her heart, but moved a little behind.

  The wrist was suddenly caught.

   Xiaolan raised her head to look at the Taoist master who was holding her, a hint of ominous premonition surged in her heart.

   "Let's go in and take a look."

   Xiaolan's eyes widened.

  Is this an investigation? This is a death!

  I even had a spell attack. Am I going to die under chemical weapons?

   "I...I..." Xiaolan's body was still slightly resisting.

   "Just put on this," the Taoist chief took out the mask from his pocket and put it on Xiaolan's face. "These things may be related. I'm not as sensitive as you. Would you like Xiaolan to cheer?"

  Xiaolan's tears fell in her heart.

  Sweet words are killing people.

  Although I know that Dao Master is cheating myself into entering, but I can’t resist it without myself...

  Xiaolan took a heavy step, walked in, turned around to close the door, and took a deep breath...

  This mask has a fart!

  For a level 10 odor, a mask that can block 5 is really useful.

  But at this moment when the smell is at least 1000...

   Xiaolan instantly felt that she was surrounded by old smelly socks, and even wondered if she had become smelly.

  While the odor hadn't blinded her senses, Xiaolan killed herself and became a benevolence, breathing vigorously, trying to distinguish the source of the odor.

  It's a suicide investigation, ah, I really am.

   Xiaolan walked into the house, sniffing left and right.

  I heard the whispers of Brother Wang and Sister Fang coming from behind.

   "It's a master, you can smell it..."

   "You are really amazing. Why are you staying in this room?"

  "I'm used to smelling things...My wife and girl ran out to stay in a hotel long ago...I can't leave my house to ignore them..."

   "Then you said earlier... I'm not afraid of stinking if I stay by myself..."

   "A few days ago, I was not looking at the smelly mark at home... This is not because I can't find the mark..."

  "……"

  It smells too here and there too.

  Xiaolan felt that she might not be able to do it anymore, and her throat was not cut so that she felt so close to death.

   Xiaolan walked to the right and opened the door.

  That is the bedroom.

  At the same time, a stronger smell came over.

   Xiaolan retched and almost vomited.

   "It might be right there." Dao Master saw Xiaolan clutching his stomach and desperately pointing to the bedroom, said the other sister and brother Wang hurriedly.

   "That's my wife and I's bedroom," Brother Wang walked to the bedroom door and looked in, "Is it the smell here? There is nothing in the bedroom."

"The smell in this room is the strongest!" Xiaolan gestured. Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help it. He quickly dragged his body to the critical point of vomiting and backed away, and rushed downstairs in one breath. Pulling off the mask, he leaned on the wall to breathe.

  Too wronged, is this the world of adults who can bend and stretch?

  Brother Wang also ran down behind Xiaolan, and asked, "Little Master, where is the smelly place in the bedroom? Is my house haunted?"

  "This is my limit, uncle," Xiaolan shook his head weakly and refused, "but there is a member of our team who does this professionally. Let's come back tonight and let him see it for you..."

  Brother Wang was pleased that his own problem could finally be solved. He stood at the door very enthusiastically sending off the three people, and he kept shouting "come again" in greeting.

  The three of them finally escaped from hell.

   Xiaolan has forgotten where to go next stop.

When   Sister Fang led the two into the corridor of Building 9, Xiaolan still wondered who I am, where and why I am here.

   "The corridor where you could hear the bounce a few days ago is here," Sister Fang pointed up, "but I don't know if it will be here tonight."

   Xiaolan then reacted and looked around.

  I can't see any weirdness. This corridor is the same as the building in No.11, showing a simple but neat appearance under the care of the residents and Sister Fang.

  Xiaolan and Daochang walked up the stairs.

   Sniffing and trying to tell if there is any special smell, but Xiaolan finds that her sense of smell has been temporarily offline.

  Too miserable, the sequelae of chemical attack is too strong.

   was thinking about it, but the Taoist leader suddenly said.

"what is that?"

  (End of this chapter)