This actor is full of tricks.

“These scratches were probably left by the monster that killed them,” Hu Rui analyzed. “But what’s strange is why that monster would leave so many scratches on their bodies. Was it torture?”

"Moreover, although there are many scratches, they are not fatal. Even if the nose is torn off, it is not a fatal injury. We cannot see what kind of injury caused their death on these people's bodies, but the bodies have been sent to the forensic doctor, and the cause of death should be determined today."

“They weren’t left by the supernatural, they scratched themselves.” Lin Jue looked through the photos and said, word by word, “Brother Hu, look, the scratches on each person’s body are different sizes, which means they were left by different people.”

Hu Rui was taken aback, leaned over to look for a while, and then nodded and said, "Indeed, but that doesn't mean these wounds were inflicted by myself."

"The scratches on men are noticeably larger than those on women, and look, isn't there a small area on their backs without scratches?" Lin Jue pointed to the scratches on the back of a corpse. Indeed, there was a small patch of intact skin at the junction of the upper and lower back, while the rest of the area was covered with scratches.

Hu Rui still didn't quite understand, so Lin Jue continued, "This area is beyond your reach; the truth is probably like this."

"For a while, they could always smell a foul odor. Gradually, the odor became stronger and stronger, and they could even smell that nauseating odor on themselves. So they took showers frantically, trying to wash away the odor, but the smell only got worse. This led them to shower more frequently and more vigorously, until they scratched themselves all over."

"The reason there are no scars in this area is because it's hard to reach it while showering."

Upon hearing this, Hu Rui immediately reached behind his back and found that there was indeed a small area he couldn't reach from either the top or the bottom.

Seeing him doing the experiment, Lin Jue couldn't help but chuckle: "Brother Hu, don't you ever scrub your back when you take a shower?"

"My wife usually rubs my back for me; I haven't rubbed my back myself in ages," Hu Rui said with an embarrassed chuckle.

"Fine, never mind." Lin Jue was speechless.

"Then what's wrong with their noses?" Hu Rui asked Lin Jue eagerly.

He was somewhat impressed by Minister Zhou in front of him. He could deduce this information from just a few photos, which showed the other party's terrifying observation and logical reasoning ability.

“They probably tore their noses off themselves.” Lin Jue closed the file. “Because they found that they couldn’t wash away the smell no matter what they did, they blamed everything on their noses. They thought that if they destroyed their noses, they would never smell that stench again.”

"You tore it off yourself? Even if it smelled bad, you wouldn't do something like that, right? And how much strength would that take?" Hu Rui's mouth dropped open, unable to believe it.

Lin Jue curled his lips: "When people are extremely crazy, they are capable of doing anything, and they can also unleash power far beyond what they have ever had before."

The stench must have been some kind of eerie force that silently influenced the four dead, causing them to become mentally unstable and thus leading them to such insane actions.

As for the cause of death of these people, Lin Jue probably had an answer in his mind. After tearing off their noses, the conditions for sacrifice were triggered, and their noses, along with their lives, were harvested by that benevolent father.

Hu Rui seemed to want to ask something more, but Lin Jue simply pulled up the cordon and walked into the residential area. He didn't have much time to talk to the other party now.

The Wisteria Community has three buildings, and there are dead people in each building. The dead person in the first building was the bachelor who lived in the illegally constructed steel shed on the rooftop.

Lin Jue planned to start his investigation from the first building. Before he even entered the building, he smelled a faint stench, like the smell of rotting garbage from a sewer.

After entering the building, the stench became increasingly unbearable. He immediately took out the ghost from inside his raincoat and asked, "Can you smell anything?"

"What's that smell?" The old man twitched his nose and took a deep breath. "There's no smell." The Mirror Ghost and Xiao Ming gave the same answer, indicating that there was no strange smell.

“It has a very peculiar fragrance,” He Wen replied expressionlessly.

Bi Zheng nodded: "There is indeed a fragrance, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is."

"A fragrance?" The old man and Lin Jue looked puzzled.

Why is it a fragrance?
Could this scent possibly distinguish between humans and the supernatural? And could it detect different scents based on the supernatural's abilities?

Lin Jue frowned and continued to ask, "Can you smell where this smell is coming from?"

He couldn't discern the exact source of the faint scent, which seemed to permeate everything around him.

"We can't smell it." He Wen and Bi Zheng shook their heads at the same time.

“Okay.” Lin Jue continued upstairs. Since all the residents of the community had been evacuated, he did not put the group of monsters away but took them with him.

The building was quiet and seemed normal, but the higher you went, the stronger the stench became, as if you had walked into a garbage dump full of rotting matter.

"The fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, it's very pungent." He Wen's expression became somewhat serious, her grayish-white pupils looking around, as if she had sensed something.

Bi Zheng brandished the chains and charged upstairs.

Lin Jue hurriedly followed, only to see Bi Zheng smash open the door of a room on the fourth floor and rush straight into the toilet.

A strand of black hair flashed past in the bathroom mirror, and the chain crashed down, shattering the mirror.

"Ah Jing!" Lin Jue called out in a low voice. The mirror ghost instantly understood and transformed into a wisp of green smoke, disappearing into a shard of mirror.

Less than a minute later, Lin Jue heard a scream. The female ghost in the mirror emerged from the mirror, holding a male ghost's head dripping with black blood.

"Leave one alive." Lin Jue sighed. The male ghost was already dead beyond any doubt, and the female ghost in the mirror was becoming more and more ferocious as her power increased.

"I'm sorry, he resisted too fiercely, I had no choice but to kill him." The female ghost in the mirror looked apologetic and handed the male ghost's head to Lin Jue: "Boss, why don't we see if he can still be saved? Ghosts are quite resilient."

"Never mind." Lin Jue lit a fire and burned the male ghost's head to ashes before beginning to examine the room.

The room was a one-bedroom apartment with an old-fashioned decor, and the owner of the house must be quite old.

He searched the room and finally found a one-inch photo in the cabinet on the coffee table.

Upon recognizing the person in the photo, Lin Jue was both surprised and surprised, yet it also felt perfectly natural; the owner of this room was none other than the driver he had such a connection with. (End of Chapter)