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Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Hanamaki is not steamed bun

Kellen looked at the female corpse in front of him.

The female corpse was cut open in the middle, and the internal organs were dug out.

Then it was thoroughly salted, at least a sack of salt was used, so that the corpse was covered with a sticky white laver.

Susie had never seen anything like this before. She hugged Kellen tightly, pressed her small face against his neck, and asked in a low voice, “Dad, what are these?”

Kellen pursed his lips and asked. “Do you know bacon?”

Susie shook her head.

“Salt meat is also called cured meat and pickled meat, and it can be stored for a long time. ”

Susie: “…?”

Can meat be kept for three years?

Kellen continued: “The murderer should have referenced bacon, pickled the female body with a lot of salt, and wrapped it in a plastic bag to seal

it.”

It’s a pity that people are people, not bacon, and there is no way to hang the corpse under the eaves to dry.

So no matter how well it is handled, it still smells bad.

“It’s pretty good. According to the visual estimation, the death time of the female corpse is about two months.”

It took so long to smell, I have to say that the murderer’s bacon skills are amazing .

There was a young trainee forensic doctor on the side who was helping the forensic doctor. Hearing Kellen’s words, he was in a bad mood.

Since then, I have had a great psychological shadow on bacon…

Seeing this, Kellen looked at the time again, it was half past five.

“Let’s go, go home.” He strode out with Susie in his arms.

The traffic director goes to work around 7 or 8 o’clock. If he doesn’t leave, he will be arrested for driving a motorcycle with Susie.

As the sky was approaching dawn, Kellen’s big motorcycle hit the road, attracting many people to turn their heads.

A small figure huddled in front of the big motorcycle, wearing a pink helmet, which formed a strong contrast with the whole style.

The motorcycle stopped at a shop not far from the Murray family. Kellen casually threw the car keys to his subordinates and led Susie back into the basket quickly.

Kellen found a random wall and was about to take Susie over the wall, when the phone rang.

Martin held back his irritable voice: “Aren’t you back yet?”

Kellen: “Riding on the wall already.”

Martin was speechless.

Kellen said, “Just tell the old lady that you just saw me take Susie out.”

Martin was speechless.

He glanced at the old lady who couldn’t find Susie and was walking

towards him with a murderous look on her face.

His suppressed voice concealed anger: “She’s here.”

After speaking, hang up the phone.

Kellen lowered his eyes and glanced at Susie who was sitting on the wall, her face was full of excitement.

“Wow! So tall!” she said happily.

Kellen put the phone in his pocket, hissed, and his voice was low: “Be quiet.”

He hugged Susie and jumped off the high wall.

Then he warned: “Let’s go backwards later.”

Susie wondered: “Why?”

Kellen said: “You will know later, if your grandma asks, you don’t say anything, just watch dad.”

Although Susie didn’t know why, she still learned from her father.

Seeing her father walking backwards, she also walked backwards. She was not very skilled in the backwards. She looked back several times and almost didn’t fall.

At this moment, an angry voice sounded: “Kellen!”

Kellen picked up Susie: “Go!”

He held Susie and ran a few steps forward pretendingly.

Alana went out to search around, and saw Kellen leading Susie’s back. She didn’t know that the two were walking backwards, and she seemed to think they were going to sneak out.

Hearing her voice, Kellen picked up Susie and ran forward for a while.

The old lady caught up with a broom.

“Stop!”

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