In My Desperate Time

Chapter 332: 332 Dead Men Tell No Tales

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.

is a

your mouth and

turns to me and tells me in

I need him to remind me

mouth and nose,

Why does this

My God!

the room and finally find

over, and puts his hand on Hamlin’s nose and

stands

go over and check Hamlin’s

his body is still warm. It seems

be saved. I’ll call

out

Frances. At least, I want Hamlin to tell me the

there

over, Frances has taken Hamlin out of the

in the corridor is better. I hope Hamlin

the time of waiting for the ambulance, I touch Hamlin’s hand from time

temperature of his body is getting

I can guess

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