He approached and looked around the house. Through the crack of the door, he could clearly see the situation in the room. There was nothing inside, but it still emitted a strange smell. There were many dark black marks on the floor.

The village chief walked out quickly, and a big and thick man followed behind him, who seemed to be his son.

"What are you doing there!" He was so angry that he was about to step forward to pull Yebo, but was glared at him and his shoulders were shrunk.

Ye Bo looked cold and squeezed out a passage from his teeth, "What once was the salvaged corpse."

The village chief's face was unclear, and he was bizarrely surprised and angry, "What's your business!"

Ye Bo, who was so calm, was also very angry at this time. I guess the family had gone to catch a lot of corpses as soon as the accident happened, and then put the corpses at home. Once the corpses' family members came to salvage the corpses, they would take the opportunity to ask for them.

Money, and then hand over the body that had been salvaged long ago to the other party.

Some corpses were not claimed and treated as missing people. These fishermen did not know how to preserve them, so they let the corpses rot. I am afraid that the dark blood on the ground was the corpse liquid left after the corpse was highly decayed.

The village chief gave his son a wink. The big and thick young man raised his fists and planned to beat the ignorant man in front of him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he caught it with one hand.

"When you were catching a woman, she was very beautiful, with thin almond eyes and thin lips?" Ye Bo said coldly.

The village chief looked at him disdainfully, "Who remembers it for half a year? I told you what you are here for."

Ye Bo used the force, and the man who was clenched his fist screamed, "It hurts! Take a gentler move!"

When the village chief saw that his son was subdued, he knew that the man in front of him could not be provoked, so he kept saying, "Yes, because he was worried that he would not match the number, so we picked up one and took a photo. I

Take you to see.”

In the room, Ye Bo searched one by one, his fists shrank deeper and deeper. After the air crash, how many people washed their faces day and night just hoped to find the bodies of their relatives, and these people who were obsessed with interests actually did this.

In such an activity, the corpses that no one claimed would only end up being thrown into the sea again.

Turning to the last page, there was no photo of Ding Yiyi. Ye Bo relaxed silently, and the village chief next to him said carefully: "Actually, I have to find out at the first time that Aunt Xiong who lives in the street opposite is the first one.

Discovered.”

Aunt Xiong? Ye Bo quickly thought of the woman who gave the herbs to the young master, and it seemed that her stupid son was getting married at that time?

The dilapidated bungalow has not changed as half a year ago. There was a thick woman at the door, basking salted fish. Her hair was messy and she was already so hunched. She was older than half a year ago.

Seeing Ye Bo, Aunt Xiong obviously remembered the noble man who gave him a big red envelope half a year ago. She hurriedly put down the activities in her hand, went to the faucet to wash her hands, and then walked forward, "Hello, hello,

Aren't you the noble man who followed the young master half a year ago? This time I came to get herbs again? How was that burned person like?"

Ye Bo's tone was a little gentle, "Thank you for your concern. I'm not here to get herbs today, but mainly to ask you something."

"Tell me what, as long as I know." Aunt Xiong was very enthusiastic, and then combed her messy hair behind her head, tied the black rubber band on her wrist.
Chapter completed!