C1580 And It's the Seventh Mature

It was already late autumn, but there were still many flies flying around.

Xia Bingqing, who had not smelled this kind of smell for a long time, suddenly felt a pungent smell. Even her head felt a little dizzy.

Something was not right...

Usually, it was summer when all kinds of murder cases occurred. She did not expect to encounter such a vicious case even though it was already autumn