With Qin Mu's skills, it is not difficult to get into a case handling site.

More than 20 policemen stayed outside the building to maintain order, but the crowded crowd surrounded the place and Qin Mu did not find a place without anyone to secretly carry out his own stealth plan. In such a crowded situation, no one would notice that a person disappeared while crowding.

Since it was early in the morning, many students who went to school were dragged away by such a huge crowd of onlookers, and almost everyone who could see was surrounded by the building that seemed to collapse.

This is also a criticism in human nature. Onlookers and curiosity have always been like this, because everyone is so idle that they occasionally see something on the roadside to attract onlookers. Even the first three or five people will develop into dozens, or even hundreds, within just a dozen minutes.

Qin Mu dared to bet that those onlookers who arrived at the end had no idea what had happened.

Qin Mu squeezed in for a long time before he squeezed in. At this time, the people outside could no longer see Qin Mu, so it was naturally convenient for him to sneak into the basement.

The basement of the building is not much crowded than outside, especially the people here are wearing thick clothes, as if they were some people coming out of the laboratory, holding professional tools in their hands. Even if Qin Mu did not carefully identify them, he knew that those should be something specialized in surveying.

Could it be that these people really discovered something underground?

With this idea, Qin Mu suddenly felt uneasy.

If the other party has discovered something, it will be very unfavorable for him.

The big tripod seemed to be underground. If the big tripod underground was detected by these scientific researchers, then it is obvious that Qin Mu would have nothing to do in the future, unless he planned to steal the tripod from the underground at a huge risk. Of course, this action may have caused him to be charged with a wanted criminal.

Theft of national cultural relics.

When Qin Mu thought of this, he felt the blue veins on his head.

He rushed into the basement. When passing by these bloated and obese scientific researchers, Qin was also very careful, for fear of hitting them and causing unnecessary riots.

The basement was as messy as Qin Mu saw last night, and it emitted an unpleasant smell.

This smell made Qin Mu retreat continuously because he seemed to feel that the smell was richer than last night, and it was the omnipresent type. No matter how Qin Mu could avoid it, he could smell it.

He squatted at the door of the basement and took a breath, gradually adapting to the smell. Once a person adapts to something, he will ignore that smell as much as possible. Although Qin Mu tried to adapt, he had to admit that the smell was too pungent, as if it was rotten, and as if it was the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

"About 60 years old, male, and his bone development is the same as those you provide, and he should be the same person." There was only one woman standing next to the pit in the innermost part of the basement. This woman was wearing white clothes, gloves on both hands, and constantly churning around the edge of the pit.

At this time, the basement was brightly lit by several researchers, and Qin Mu could clearly see everything in the basement, including the things in the pit.

Last night, the old man clearly said that the pit was a tunnel leading to the underground.

But now it seems like a huge bathtub with corpses.

Through the light, you can see all kinds of eyes, red or yellowish, mixed with the old man's sparse and white hair. There was only one woman standing next to the "bathtub". The woman was also very brave. She used pliers to clip out something in the "bathtub".

Then the woman said in a cold voice: "This half of the skull can allow us to identify his identity, but the other parts are corroded too quickly. The liquid here seems to be the kind of detergent used for households, the kind used for toilets. What I can't understand is, what does a poor man who lives in the basement and doesn't even have a toilet, want this thing to do?"

Standing next to the woman was a guy who seemed to be a student. The boy had a messy brown hair, which made him look like those little kids playing with Shamatt. Although the boy was closest to the woman, he was always reducing his presence. Even though he was wearing thick clothes, his head was still exposed, and he did not wear a mask like that woman.

His eyes were closed, and most of his body was pressed against the wall, just like a pot sticker. He didn't dare to look at the "bathtub", and he could only simply answer the woman's question.

The woman turned her head in confusion. She was very dissatisfied with the other party's perfunctory attitude towards her: "I'm asking you."

"But..." The boy turned his head in depression: "Please, mentor, this smell is about to be smell at me. Can you stop talking about it?"

"I'm just asking you a fact." The woman said angrily: "It's just a simple earth pit, but it can achieve such a...bathtub-like effect...what...what is this?"

Qin Mu probably gradually adapted to the smell in the basement, and he walked carefully towards the woman.

I saw the woman fumble out something transparent from the ground.

This transparent thing was really like a bathtub, embedded on the ground. It seemed to be made of plastic. Qin Mu didn't see it very clearly. He saw that the woman weighed it with her hands as if she was trying, and then said ecstatically to the boy who was already bitter, "Hurry up, come here and do me a favor."

"Yes..." The boy rolled his eyes, obviously he was not very satisfied with his job.

Qin Mu had never seen this woman, but from the lines behind her clothes, he could see that this woman was from her own school and had been graduating for so many years, and had never seen her.

The people in this "bathtub" have been decomposed to a certain extent. The woman said that the person had only been around for a week at most. The toilet wash used for households is a very powerful decomposition agent. If it takes a little longer, it is likely that only a pot of turbid soup is left in front of them, rather than a soup with bones.

"Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?" The boy walked over with a bitter face, his eyes were almost closed, and he tried not to watch the things in the "bathtub".

"Confirm? When?" The woman looked at the boy in surprise, then nodded as if she was aware of it, and said, "Yes, this is the old man's home, right, but don't tell me that you can determine that this is the old man with this pot of soup?"
Chapter completed!