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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 332

Of course, I go with Frances.

Otherwise, I’m not sure whether Frances will play tricks in private or not.

Hamlin lives in a single apartment in the suburbs. When we get to his home, Frances knocks at the door.

There is no response inside.

He knocks at the door again, and there is still no response.

Maybe he is still working outside at this time.

Or maybe it’s just a play directed and performed by Frances. Actually, Hamlin doesn’t live here at all.

"In fact, you know no one will open the door at all, right?" I stand behind him and say coldly.

Frances puts down his hand, suddenly raises his leg and gives the door a good kick.

The door that is not solid is kicked open.

As soon as the door opens, I smell a pungent smell.

I’m familiar with the smell.

Last time in the kitchen, I almost died because of the smell.

This is a gas leak!

"Cover your mouth and nose."

Frances turns to me and tells me in a deep voice.

Do I need him to remind me of this?

I cover my mouth and nose, and we walk inside carefully.

That’s strange. Why does this smell appear at home?

My God!

I run anxiously into the room and finally find Hamlin in the chair.

Frances goes over, and puts his hand on Hamlin’s nose and neck to see if he is still breathing.

Then he stands there in silence.

I also go over and check Hamlin’s breathe.

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