"What a disgusting smell." Agnes covered her nose and slowly walked down the stairs.
The strange smell that made her uncomfortable when she walked into Newlin Manor appeared again, and it was much stronger than what she felt at Newlin Manor.
It was difficult for Agnes to describe her feelings now. She just felt like she was walking in the belly of a dead whale that was about to explode. Her inner discomfort seemed to be more than just psychological.
The door of the cargo compartment was ajar. Agnes reached out and gently pushed the slightly thick wooden door, and the wooden door opened with a "squeaking" sound of the door shaft.
Agnes walked in slowly with a gun in one hand.
This is a messy room - shelves with traces of decay and wooden boxes that are opened or closed with some traces of black mold, and randomly discarded debris on the ground, blocking the footsteps of visitors. .
It seems that the crew of the Silver Rose did not seriously clean up the place after unloading the cargo - and of course they couldn't clean it up.
Agnes stopped at the door and felt the movement in the entire warehouse.
Agnes's ears distinguish the sound of waves, the squeezing sound between planks as the ship rises and falls with the waves, the slight sound of the iron rope being stretched, and the slight "puff" sound as if something is being blown away by the gas. ; The smell of rotting wood, the damp smell of sea water, and a smell of corruption filled Agnes's nose, making Agnes' attention unable to help but cast in one direction.
After it was a tall wooden box, Agnes walked slowly towards it.
She carefully turned the corner of the wooden box so that it no longer blocked her view.
What caught her eyes was a bloody mess of broken flesh and torn cloth. It looked like a powerful force had torn them off from the bones on which they were rooted, and discarded them here casually. , In some places, black blood stains seeped out from where they were in contact with the ground, and the blood stains even had a faint sense of fluidity.
The amount of this pile of rotten meat seemed to be quite large. It covered the entire ground behind the wooden box and was almost the size of an entire person.
Covered in black bloodstains, the real flesh has a pale color from a distance, perhaps because it has lost the source of nutrients it relies on for growth, and has a shriveled feeling that it will soon decay.
"It's been a few days..." Agnes did not come closer to check, but stopped in place. She felt the decay of the pile of meat that was about to die, but there was still a faint sense of decay. A strange vitality remained in this pile of rotten flesh, although this vitality continued to dissipate as time went by.
"The vitality of these rotten meats is really strong. I don't know how many sequences my body has to reach to reach such a situation." Agnes couldn't help but compare.
There was a clearer "pop" sound in her ears. It sounded like some viscous liquid was flowing out from somewhere. At the same time, she also felt that the smell that made her uncomfortable became stronger.
"What kind of crime scene is this..." Agnes sighed helplessly, as if there were eyes behind her, she slowly moved away from the pile of rotten meat, and carefully observed the surrounding situation with her eyes.
"Although the rags mixed with the rotten meat are soaked in blood, it can still be seen that the original quality is good. If these rags come from the owner of the rotten meat, it at least shows that this person is not a sailor or a pirate. Such status.”
"The wooden box next to it has heavy scratches, and there are still some bone-white fragments left. If you contact Detective Poirot, these scratches are likely to be left by the broken zombie. Then these rotten meat... .”
Agnes subconsciously remembered that Vicente had mentioned the Broken Walking Dead.
"I remember Detective Poirot said at the time, 'Her exposed palms were completely intertwined with pale bone fragments, and they would even make a sound like broken glass when she dragged her body around.' At that time, the walking corpse should have almost completely covered its body. Most of them are just bones. Why does this meat feel like it comes from that walking corpse..."
Agnes looked at the overlapping scratches on the cargo box and subconsciously simulated the scene of a person struggling in her mind.
"If it really comes from the broken walking corpse, then who stripped the flesh off her body?"
"Bonal? Lord Osvaldo? Or someone from the crew of the Silver Rose?"
Agnes's mind flashed with many possible people, but her intuition told her that none of them seemed likely.
"There is no possibility that the Broken Walking Dead will do it by himself." Agnes felt that this possibility was higher.
"However, Vicente did not mention the existence of these rotten meats. Did he not see these at the time, or did he not think of mentioning them?" Agnes frowned.
"Also, the incident on the Silver Rose has happened for two days. In addition to Vicente, there should at least be people from the National Police Agency sent to investigate. Didn't those people discover these rotten meats?"
Agnes thought for a moment, but failed to get any useful results. She turned to search for other useful clues.
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"Someone is following us." Joey paused, looked at Wentz, and said with certainty.
Wentz turned his head and asked, "Do you have a premonition of danger?"
Joey shook his head and said, "No."
He closed his eyes slightly, then turned around and walked behind some trees beside the flower bed. Within a few minutes, he walked out with a girl.
There were some bandages wrapped around the girl's body, and her originally decent dress looked a little embarrassed. It looked like she was dressed as someone who came to the dance yesterday.
"Miss, why are you following us?" Wen Si sighed and asked aloud.
There was some worry on the girl's face, and she looked a little embarrassed when she heard Wentz's question. She hesitated before asking, "Are you sent by the National Police Agency to investigate last night's bombing?"
Wentz nodded and said, "Yes, let's investigate the relevant clues about the Newlin Manor explosion."
"Why are you here? Miss?" Wentz stared at the girl and asked in a low voice: "If I remember correctly, this place has been blocked since yesterday, and the people who attended the dance yesterday have also been evacuated. ."
"It's really suspicious that you appear here, miss. I think you should explain the reason why you appear here first." Aiden next to him also said in a deep voice.
"I...I..." The girl looked a little panicked and said with some stumble: "I didn't...I mean I came to see a friend of mine...I am not a suspicious person..."
Seeing that there was no change in the expressions of Wen Si and others, the girl finally said with some dejection: "Okay, I sneaked in."
