"This place is like a slaughterhouse. Hmm, except the meat isn't very fresh."
Stepping over the slope before the door where corpse fluid trickled down, Su Ming already knew how many bodies were inside without entering. He looked at the scattered pedestrians occasionally passing by in the distance. They all smiled as they walked past, seeming completely unresponsive to the outside world, so he continued, "The last time I smelled something similar was in a field hospital during World War II. Let me guess, there are seventy-two bodies inside, right?"
"I... don't know. I didn't count." Diana scratched her hair anxiously, her long black waves swaying between her fingers. "But I don't understand what the corpses have to do with us. We came to find Doctor Manhattan."
"Of course they matter. Everything online says the Justice League was wiped out, and the Legion of Doom died afterward, but that doesn't mean human society currently has no order."
As Su Ming walked through the open door, he pointed back at the smiling pedestrians in the alley. "Brainwashing and hypnosis are also a form of order. It means that behind this facade, there must be someone whose word carries weight. There are so many corpses here, and one sniff tells you they died unnatural deaths. So who killed them? Was it the creator of this order, removing impurities? Or did someone avoid this hypnosis affecting all humanity and resist through murder?"
How could he tell they had died unnatural deaths by smell? The reason was simple. If ordinary people died of old age or illness, their internal organs would not spill out.
The smell before them mixed the stench of blood with the odor of organs, such as what was in the digestive tract. Anyone experienced would know with one sniff.
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