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Chapter 657 Jakarta's Corpse

I wonder if zombies also hate the smell of burnt, but IF hasn't seen a zombie for a long time.

At this time, the sunset was setting, and the sky was covered with deep red clouds, and the slanting sun shone on the uneven buildings, and the desolate atmosphere was immediately covered up.

It would be even better if it didn't have this pungent burnt smell.

After reunited with Yin Dia, IF also slept steadily. When I woke up at noon, IF started to repair the Dawn. There was no problem with the engine, and the shutdown should not happen again. However, the flaws in the body of the car would not be repaired for a while.

It has been nearly half an hour since I came out this time, and Fatty Li and the other three are still searching for the corpse in Jakarta.

Jakarta should not know Zen secret techniques, bone shrinking techniques, wall penetration techniques, ground escape techniques, etc.

IF was thinking randomly and took a break to look at Fatty Li and the others. The three of them were looking around at something, as if they had discovered something!

IF was curious and became more and more unbearable when she thought about it. She looked around and saw the calm and quiet, so she ran over. Fatty Li and the others were all focused on the corpse, and no one cared about the IF that came up with her.

IF just took a look and almost vomited out disgustingly.

Is that burnt thing really a human...

IF's face was pale, and she felt a heat flow in her throat upwards. She hurriedly took a few steps back to relieve a little. Looking at the calm Fatty Li and the others, IF muttered secretly that it was perverted and ran back to the Dawn to continue looking at the wind.

"What do you two think?" Fatty Li asked Weber and Tagore.

Weber was silent for a while without answering, but looked at Tagore. Although Tagore joined the Jakarta team halfway, he still knows Jakarta better than Fatty Li and Weber.

"It's Jakarta, I can't be wrong." Tagore replied with great certainty.

"So sure?"

The body was burned thoroughly and no details could be found that could prove their identity.

"Other could it be?"

Tagore stopped Webber.

Yes, who could have been escorted Jakarta here with his own hands?

Jakarta believed in Buddhism and often carried some items related to Buddhism, such as Buddhist beads. Logically speaking, as long as these things can be found in the deceased, the identity of the deceased can be basically confirmed.

But under the fire, even Buddhist things will still be wiped out.

This is not disrespect to the Buddha. As long as the temperature is reached, nothing is absolutely not afraid of fire, even real gold.

Since there is no evidence to directly prove the identity of the deceased, we can only speculate according to common sense.

In this way, Jakarta will only die.

Fatty Li pondered for a long time, but he didn't easily draw a conclusion. First of all, the fire was too strange last night, so why did it catch fire? And it was also a workshop in Jakarta.

Secondly, this guy in Jakarta is not as kind as he shows. You can see from the fact that he stabbed Locke.

In short, this person is very human and should be treated with caution.

"Go back."

After looking at it, I couldn't see the flowers. It was getting late, so Fatty Li decided to return to the camp first.

The three of them walked towards the Dawn, and Webster thought for a while and asked, "Why tell the brothers when you go back?"

"Jakarta is dead, and that's the end."

Although Fatty Li had many suspicions, he did not want to cause panic. Besides, there were so many Jakarta subordinates, so they had to give up completely.

Webber nodded. He wanted to ask something more, but his face was a little hesitant.

Fatty Li guessed what he was thinking and answered directly: "This kind of person dies and is not qualified to enter the cemetery of our F Club."

Webber remembered that there was still a person buried in the F Club cemetery: Victor, Gardino's ex, the guy who competed for the leader with Fatty Li.

Webster followed Fatty Li into the car and his eyes stayed on the latter for a while.

Li, it changed after all.

Although the process was slow, he was looking forward to it. What kind of guy will Li be then?

There was nothing to say along the way, and with their return, the news of Jakarta being burned to death soon spread.

At this point, the main culprit of the rebellion died suddenly and the second person was seriously injured. This matter finally came to an end. As for those who wanted to continue to stay in the F club, Fatty Li had already made a decision in his mind and just wait for a suitable opportunity to speak out.

There are many things that need to be solved by Fatty Li now. No matter whether Jakarta is really dead or he is escaped by him, Fatty Li will not consider this matter again for the time being.

After eating some food, the few of them gathered together. There were still many things happening during the sleeping period of Fatty Li. They were all waiting in line to report to Fatty Li one by one.

Fatty Li has never given Webster any position, but at F Club, everyone has tacitly understood the status of Webber's second-in-command, so of course it starts with him to report.

"That person named Jiu Ye is gone."

"What?"

Webster's first words surprised Fatty Li.

"A brother saw that he left the camp in the afternoon. The old man looked panicked and left in a hurry."

After hearing about this, Webster wanted to stop him, but when they chased out of the camp, Jiu Ye had long disappeared. Thinking that Jiu Ye's identity was a bit special and the outside was too dangerous, Webber eventually did not send anyone to find the Jiu Ye. He thought Jiu Ye might go back, or retreat under the pressure of zombies, but he still disappeared.

Gu Sumu remembered the things that Jiu Ye was lying in the back seat and pretending to be dead and said, "That guy was very abnormal in the morning. I think he should have left."

"But why did he leave without saying goodbye?"

Fatty Li still couldn't understand. Although he had quarreled with him in the car, Master Jiu was not as weak as his psychological endurance.

Besides, he knows best what he is like outside. He is such a life-threatening person, and I really can't figure out why he did this.

"Your original deal has been reached, maybe he has gone back?"

Gu Sumu refers to the department store where he met Jiuye.

"We don't know this person at all. He might be used to it alone, and this time he came just for a gun."

Fatty Li shook his head secretly after hearing this. When the lustful old man saw Gu Sumu's eyes shone. How could he leave so easily? If the Ninth Master and Gu Sumu disappeared at the same time, there would be nothing to ponder and solve the case directly.

The disappearance of Jiu Ye surprised Fatty Li, but this was not a big deal, so he would go.

"What else?"

As soon as Fatty Li finished speaking, Gu Sumu spoke.

"Well, leader Li, we plan to leave early tomorrow morning, and hope to borrow a car for us."
Chapter completed!
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