The narrow alley stretched deep into the gloom, its end nowhere in sight.
A dim yellow streetlamp every ten meters or so provided light for the alley.
Thud-
Luo Chengyou's corpse fell between Shen Hai and Xu Tingfang with a dull thump.
The two looked behind them. There was still nothing but thick fog and darkness.
Neither was unfamiliar with this situation. It was just like when they had needed to clear their individual areas earlier: until they cleared it, they could not leave.
"Mr. Shen Hai..."
Xu Tingfang called softly.
Without even raising his head, Shen Hai crouched down and began examining Luo Chengyou's corpse closely.
"Do we... have to go in?" she asked, looking fearfully at the deep, gloomy alley ahead.
Shen Hai had no desire to answer such a pointless question. His attention was entirely focused on Luo Chengyou's corpse.
Soon, Shen Hai spotted some clues.
Without a doubt, Luo Chengyou had died horribly, but the state of his corpse also revealed some information.
For instance, he seemed to have been crushed forcefully from both sides. His shoulders had collapsed and shattered, and his chest had folded lengthwise, like a mosquito slapped dead between two palms.
Given that he had died in Nine-Bend Alley, it was hard for Shen Hai not to suspect that the alley itself had squeezed Luo Chengyou to death.
In other words, the alley's width was not fixed. It could contract.
Looking farther down, Shen Hai discovered some slime on Luo Chengyou's hands. After examining it closely, he recognized it. It came from the "Frog Eggs."
This indicated that Luo Chengyou had come into contact with "Frog Eggs" before his death. Strangely, however, his death had nothing to do with them. He had died clean, without a single "Frog Egg" attached to his