"And the attitude of the police chief at the back, I always felt that something happened when they went out to buy something."

At this moment, Fran's head was obviously much more flexible.

"First of all, at that time, you and I were playing with the torture device."

Fu Qian shook his head after hearing this.

…

"Secondly, it doesn't matter if I tell you that Lei probably killed someone here."

"Okay...what!"

Fran's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"Who was killed—Mrs. Harold?"

"Then he refused to admit it because the body wasn't found, and that's why Sheriff Jones beat him... I get it."

Fran seemed to understand a lot at once.

"Yeah, so the question is, if you kill someone here, where do you think is the best place to hide?"

After the man finished being shocked, Fu Qian asked a question with a smile.

Where is the body hidden...

Fran looked out the car window and was silent for a few seconds.

"Faced with this question, more than one place really appeared in my mind... It's obviously my first time here, what on earth is going on?"

"The beauty of the bells and spirits here may be a gift from heaven."

"...Do you want to go to those places and try to find the bodies?"

The next moment, Fran suddenly remembered something and raised his head with bright eyes.

"Not going."
Chapter completed!