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Chapter 370

Chapter 370

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"Is that a thing?" Old Zhangtou nodded and said, "There's a lot to it. You aren't in this line of work, so I don't need to spell it all out for you." "People, you see, once they're about to die, their bodies give off a heavy organ smell. Why do crows and things like that go perch on a certain family's roof right before someone dies? It's because their noses are sharp—they can smell that exact scent."

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