Chapter 76: Susanni Incident

People with strength will be respected everywhere, so when York said this, Barry and Makarov were quite surprised.

Even Kino looked moved when he looked at York. He knew that York was standing up for him.

Barry and Makarov wanted to say something, but York interrupted them and looked past them at the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Kraut, the key."

"Here!" Kraut quickly took out the key from his pocket, passed it to Kino, and then to York.

York nodded and looked at Barry and Makarov behind him.

"Open the door, we're ready!" The two men began to raise the capture rods and stood on both sides of York.

York instinctively held his breath and inserted the key into the keyhole. He could imagine how strong the smell would be the moment he opened the door.

With a click, York turned the door handle and pulled it outside. A pungent smell rushed towards him first, but fortunately he had held his breath.

Wang Wang Wang! ! !
At the same time, in the dim light, accompanied by ferocious dog barking, two short black shadows quickly attacked, but Barry and Makarov, who were wearing masks, had already rushed in and stood in front of Yorks after Yorks opened the door, and the capture rods in their hands were quickly and accurately thrown towards the two short black shadows.

Before York could see what the two were doing, Barry and Makarov had already put their catching poles around the necks of the two attacking Dogo Argentinos and forced them to the ground.

"Quencher gun!" Barry shouted!
"What The Fuck!" Makarov cursed, stretched out his right hand to pick up the tranquilizer gun in Barry's holster, and cursed.

"Why does it stink so badly?"

While cursing, he shot the Argentine Dogo Argentino, which was still struggling violently in front of him, with a tranquilizer gun.

With two puffs, the two Dogo Argentinos that were still struggling fiercely suddenly stopped and slowly fell to the ground.

Barry took a look at the scene in the depths, suppressed the feeling of nausea, and together with Makarov, who had wanted to leave here a long time ago, pulled the anesthetized Argentine Dogo out of the house while reminding.

"Yorks, there's something on the sofa in front!"

The two of them moved very quickly. As soon as they gave the reminder, they had already left the second-floor platform and walked towards the stairs. Their quick movements showed their rich experience.

Yorks looked calmly at Kraut, the caller who had already run down and retched because of the overwhelming odor, and then spoke to the pale-faced Kino.

"Don't go in. I'm afraid you'll have a nightmare tonight."

After all, in his opinion, Kino just wanted to experience the life of a patrolman because of something, so it would be best not to face the corpse directly in reality.

Jinuo gritted his teeth and said, "I want to go in."

"Okay." Yorks didn't try to persuade her anymore. He thought it was very considerate of him to say so. He pulled out a flashlight from his waist and started walking inside.

The only window that could ventilate and let in light was facing the street in front. When the heavy curtains were drawn, only a few faint rays of light were left, making the light inside the house very dim. When York stepped in and made footsteps, the atmosphere became very eerie.

There was an indescribable stench in the air.

When Yorks shone the flashlight in his hand on the sofa in the middle, he could see a silent and mutilated body lying quietly on the sofa in the living room.

The originally soft sofa cushion was now soaked with the seeping body fluids, and the color had turned dark yellow and mottled.

The corpse had lost its limbs and belly, and its skin had lost its former elasticity and became loose and dry, as if all the moisture had been ruthlessly sucked away by the years.

The face was the most shocking. His eyes were tightly closed, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyeballs had long disappeared, his lips were cracked and missing, revealing his uneven teeth, as if he had experienced great pain before death.

At the same time, various parts of the body showed varying degrees of decay, and some places even had maggots growing on them. They were wriggling on the corpse, greedily gnawing at the lifeless flesh.

The important thing is that the ground is full of broken organs, and the visual is very shocking. A retching sound was heard behind him. Yorks, who was standing still, looked back and saw that Gino had already run out.

"I told you not to come in."

York took another look at the body with some bite marks on it and picked up the walkie-talkie hanging next to his chest.

"10-A-11, calling dispatch, code 419 (Dead human body), an advanced decomposed body has been found in apartment B, 322 Acocks."

"Roger that!"

After hearing the reply, York was too lazy to stay here any longer. His investigation had been completed, and the next step would be for specialized departments such as the Forensic Science Department to take over.

If a homicide is discovered or if the case matches the characteristics of other departments, the corresponding department will be called to take over the subsequent processing.

Walking to the second-floor platform at a moderate pace, Yorks let out a suppressed breath, looked at the middle-aged man and Kino who were retching together, as well as Barry and Makarov who were standing by the car watching the show, shook his head, and walked downstairs.

But at this moment, the police report coming from the intercom and the address in it made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

Because the address reported was exactly the apartment building where Susannie died.

"Attention all units, a neighbor reported a strange smell coming from room 5687, apartment 1032, St.

A police report like this one means that there are several teams of patrol officers patrolling nearby, and it depends on who wants to take the call.

"10-A-12, read it, going to investigate."

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York's mouth twitched. 10-A-12 was exactly the number of Taribo and Valeria.

Coincidentally, this is
No. 5687, Siddi District.

A Chevrolet Caprice drove up slowly, and Taribo and Valeria got out.

"How can we tell whether this police report is a prank? Let's first look at the situation of the person who called the police." Taribo's voice sounded, and he led Valeria towards the crowd downstairs of the apartment building in front.

"Sometimes, you only need to take a look at it, without getting out of the car, and you can guess almost everything. All your senses, including your hair, will tell you what happened."

"But now it's obviously not a prank," Valeria responded, looking at the crowd gathered downstairs.

"Sir, this is not a single person calling the police, this is a representative."

Taribo put on a conventional smile and walked towards the crowd that was a little agitated by their arrival:

"You've made rapid progress. You're right. This is not a prank. On the contrary, it gives off a very dangerous feeling. My intuition is usually very accurate." He said seriously.

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And when Taribo, Valeria and the person who called the police arrived at the door of Room 1032, his face darkened and he cursed inwardly.

"Damn, bad memories are rolling over my head."

Valeria looked over, puzzled.

"When I was working with York, I smelled this smell, exactly the same!" Taribo waved his hand, asked the manager who was called to knock on the door, and said in a deep voice to Valeria.

"And the source of this smell is from a highly decomposed corpse. Damn it! This gave me nightmares for two days!"

(End of this chapter)