Lin Dongxue stepped forward and reached out to touch the man. She found that the man's skin was as cold as ice. His trousers were bulging, and ginger-colored excretion dripped down from the trousers onto the ground, and the skin that the rope had bitten into was dark purple. His two eyes bulged out, as if they would fall out at any moment. His face was flushed and swollen. The skin elsewhere was completely different. At first glance, it was as though he was wearing an eggplant-colored mask.

Chen Shi went over. "He’s been dead for at least a day. Protect the scene and call Old Peng!"

Peng Sijue rushed to the scene with his people and began to survey the scene according to the standard procedure. He turned his head and found that Chen Shi was sitting on the sofa and drinking a bottle of soda. He scolded, "You’re drinking things...