The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

After talking about the death of Stinkfoot King, the old man suddenly saw a group of policemen busy in front of Stinkfoot King's house, and continued, "The police came here today, and they seem to be looking for some ledger that records a lot of criminal evidence in it! "

"Ledger?" Murong Bai raised his brows lightly and questioned.

The old man nodded, he glanced at the police a few more times, and then shook his head and said, "Young son, let me tell you, this guy, Stinkfoot King, has a black heart and has done all kinds of immoral things. "

"Isn't that kid working in the crematorium?" The old man shook his head and said, "Hey, with the convenience of working in the crematorium, the King of Stinky Feet doesn't know how many corpses he has stolen and sold. There are hospitals, schools and some private collectors. A lot of money."

"The police just destroyed a corpse robbery group, and it is said that the stinky foot king is the backbone of it. The police wanted to arrest the stinky foot king, but they found his body before they could do it. "

"I heard that this bastard also sells coffins part-time. He only says that it is made of golden nanmu, but he uses a coffin made of fir and locust to fool people!" When talking about stealing and selling corpses, the old man's face was still normal, but When it comes to the smelly foot king selling fake coffins, the old man is gnashing his teeth, wishing to drag the smelly foot king out of the morgue of the police station and give him a hard beating.

"Is that kind of thing a human can sleep on?"

"I have to be buried after I die. I can't afford the golden nanmu. Can't I buy a coffin of pine and cypress? But I'm afraid that people like the Stinky Foot King will use the wrong coffin. I can't live in peace..."

Wood such as locust fir and fir is extremely yin, and even ordinary people like the old man know that this kind of wood can never be used as a coffin.

The old man talked a lot about sex, and said a lot to Murong Bai in one breath.

After Murong Bai listened to it, although there were many complaints from the old man, Murong Bai finally had a detailed understanding of the death of the Stinky Foot King.

The Smelly Foot King was indeed dead. Just four days ago, he was murdered in a mass grave outside the city on the night that the Smelly Foot King did not go home after get off work.

But the strange thing is that except for the bleeding from the seven orifices and the distorted expression, the stinky foot king did not have any fatal wounds on his body.

After the autopsy, the police could not see the slightest sign of poisoning from him.

In the old man's mouth, the death of the Stinkfoot King is the biggest unsolved mystery in the shanty town this year.

But Murong Bai had already made up his mind. After hearing the news of the stinky foot king's death, he immediately linked it with Ah Jiu, so he could easily make a judgment that the stinky foot king's death should be the murder of a ghost.

This can also explain why there are no wounds on the corpse of the Stinky Foot King, and his death is so terrifying.

After the old man mentioned that the Smelly Foot King has an account book, in addition to his daily activities of stealing and selling corpses, Murong Bai immediately thought Understand the cause of the Stinkfoot King's death.

When the old man talked about these things, he just regarded it as gossip. Apart from talking about these black things done by the stinky foot king, he also complained to Murong Bai all the time.

In the end, the old man, a staunch burialist, even expressed his opinions on the government's cremation cemetery policy.

But the old man didn't know about Ah Jiu, so he couldn't connect the death of the Stinky Foot King with Ah Jiu.

But Murong Bai is different.

He didn't believe what the old man said, the speculation that King Stinky Foot might have died in a corpse gang infighting.

Robbery can't be sentenced to death, not to mention that according to the old man, the backbone of the entire group has been arrested by the police, why do those people need to do this to kill a necrophile with such a weird temperament?

Whether it was the connection between the Stinkfoot King and Ah Jiu, or Murong Bai's faint intuition.

The old man's words made Murong Bai keenly link the death of the Smelly Foot King with the evil sect warlock A Jiu, and with the stinky things that the Smelly Foot King does on weekdays as evidence, A Jiu's motive for murder is almost clear appeared in front of Murong Bai's eyes.

"Thanks, old man."

Having obtained the information he wanted to know, Murong Bai took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and stuffed it into the hands of the old man who was still unsure. Then he quickly turned around and came to the side of the road, ready to call a taxi to rush back to the old building.

Only the old man behind him squeezed a banknote in his hand, his eyes dazed.

"Why did this offspring give me another piece of money?"

"Is it because I heard the news of my friend's death that my brain was so funny?"

"It's really his misfortune to make friends with such a bad boy as the Stinky Foot King..."

Chapter 77 Who is the murderer, there is only one truth!

Chapter 77

Looking at the back of Murong Bai leaving, the old man slowly shook his head, expressing his feelings from his mouth.

But it was impossible for Murong Bai to hear the old man's evaluation of him at this time. Now Murong Bai's thoughts have been filled with the news of the death of the Smelly Foot King.

Many thoughts were spinning in his heart, and he was even more worried about the zombie disaster that might appear in the old building at any time.

In this way, how could Murong Bai still have the time to pay attention to the old man's thoughts at the moment?

Raising his hand to stop a taxi, Murong Bai walked straight into the car and walked away without asking the price.

By the time Murong Bai returned to the old building, it was four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

Several buses called by Uncle Yan had already arrived at the downstairs of the old building, and they were waiting to pick up the neighbors to get on the bus, and then drove to the hotel in the city to take a hot spring.

Murong Bai happened to see Uncle Yan downstairs, so he chatted with Uncle Yan for a few words.

According to Uncle Yan, he used money to clear the way. He quickly booked a hotel car, and even went through the formalities for the mainland tomorrow without any problems.

"Here are the details of today's expenses, Awang, take a look first."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Yan also took out an A4 piece of paper with various details, and wanted to let Murong Bai check it.

"No need, Uncle Yan?" Murong Bai smiled and rejected the account handed over by Uncle Yan, "You're doing business, what else do I have to worry about?"

Although Uncle Yan always insisted, since the money for going out to play this time is all from Murong Bai, he should show all the accounts to Murong Bai.

But now that the zombie apocalypse is just around the corner, how could Murong Bai still have the time to take care of such a thing?

The reason why he proposed to invite the neighbors to go out to have fun is also to spend money to avoid disasters.

Otherwise, after the zombies are born, not only will they cause many unnecessary casualties in the old building, but also when they are fighting against Chen You, they will be tied down and unable to exert all their strength.

He touted Uncle Yan several times in a row, and finally made Uncle Yan give up the idea of ​​asking Murong Bai to check the accounts. After putting the accounts in his hand again, he just patted his chest and assured Murong Bai that he would definitely take this time. The play was beautiful, and the neighbors did not forget to thank Murong Bai for his kindness.