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.

a gas

your mouth

and tells

need him to

my mouth and nose, and we

Why does this

My God!

and finally find Hamlin

on Hamlin’s nose and neck to see if

he stands

also go over and check Hamlin’s

body is still warm. It seems that he hasn’t been poisoned for

saved. I’ll call the

walk out of the

I subconsciously want to believe Frances. At least, I want Hamlin to

is there still

the time the call is over, Frances has taken Hamlin out of the house and puts him in the

corridor is better. I hope Hamlin

for the ambulance, I

of his body is getting lower and

I can guess

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